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imloyaltoscoups · 6 months ago

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you're safe | kim mingyu ft jeon wonwoo | part 1

It's 10 am, and you're still on your dorm bed, lost in the comfort of your blankets as you stare at your phone screen, the weight of your decision feels heavy. You've been contemplating this for weeks, but finally, you've made up your mind to end things with Mingyu. Typing out the message to Wonwoo feels surreal, yet necessary. He's been your rock through thick and thin, even if life has taken you on different paths.

The vibration of your phone breaks the silence, and you see Wonwoo's reply. His words bring a mix of comfort and validation. "You mean that giant dog, your schoolmate?" he asks, and you can almost hear the concern in his voice through the text. Your thumbs move across the screen as you reply, "Who else? I've been seeing him for three years."

The familiarity of Wonwoo's understanding fills you with a sense of relief. "I know, I've had my doubts about him too," he responds, and you can't help but feel grateful for his unwavering support. Wonwoo's been there through it all, even when distance and time tried to pull you apart.

Reflecting on the past, you remember the strain Mingyu's jealousy put on your friendship with Wonu. It wasn't easy, navigating between your boyfriend's insecurities and your lifelong bond with your best friend. But now, with Wonwoo's reassurance, you feel a sense of clarity. Maybe it's time to prioritize your own happiness and well-being.

You think back to all the times Mingyu's behavior raised red flags. His overly friendly interactions with other girls, the way he'd discourage you from talking to Wonwoo, citing baseless concerns about guys and girls being friends. It's become exhausting trying to decipher whether his actions stem from genuine care or something more sinister.

Wonwoo's agreement brings back memories of that painful period when you distanced yourself from him under your boyfriend's influence. It's a reminder of how toxic Mingyu's controlling behavior has been for your relationships outside of him. Maybe it's time to reclaim that lost connection with Wonu, to rebuild what was once a cornerstone of your support system.

As you lay there, your thoughts swirling, you can't help but dwell on Mingyu's positive qualities. He's been a pillar of support through thick and thin, always there to lend a helping hand or a listening ear. His kindness, his patience, his unwavering presence – they're all reasons why you fell for him in the first place. He also helped you with your studies that's a bonus points from him.

But amidst the warmth of his affection, there's a nagging doubt that refuses to be ignored. The way he interacts with other girls, the way he brushes off your concerns, the way he restricts your friendships – they're all red flags waving in the back of your mind.

You shake your head, trying to push away the doubts and uncertainties that threaten to consume you. Maybe you're just overreacting, letting your insecurities get the best of you. After all, Mingyu has never given you a reason to doubt him before.

But then again, there's that gut feeling, that sinking sensation in the pit of your stomach that tells you something isn't right. You've always been intuitive, able to sense when things are unsual, and right now, things definitely feel off.

Lost in your thoughts, you don't notice the soft buzz of your phone until it draws your attention back to the present. Glancing at the screen, you see a text from Wonwoo, his words a reminder of the support and understanding he's always offered.

With a sigh, you realize that you can't keep brushing aside your concerns, pretending that everything is fine when it clearly isn't. You owe it to yourself to trust your instincts, to stand up for what you believe in, even if it means facing the uncomfortable truth.

Taking a deep breath, you reach for your phone, fingers hovering over the keys as you prepare to confront your long time boyfriend and finally address the doubts that have been eating away at you. It's not going to be easy, but it's time to stop second-guessing yourself and start listening to that inner voice that's been trying to tell you something all along.

As you wait for his response, you take a moment to gather your thoughts and prepare for your own classes. You quickly gather your books and notes, double-checking that you have everything you need for the day ahead.

With a final glance at your phone, you see Mingyu's reply, a simple acknowledgment of your message that you'll be the one picking him up after his class. It's not much, but it's enough to reassure you that he's on board with the plan.

Rushing out of your lecture hall, you quickly pack your things and make your way outside your building. Your heart races with anticipation as you check your watch, knowing that his class is likely finished by now.

As you navigate through the lobby of Mingyu's architecture building, your eyes catch sight of a couple locked in a passionate embrace near a gap in the wall. At first, a flicker of recognition crosses your mind, the tall silhouette triggering a momentary sense of alarm.

But then you shake your head, reminding yourself that there are plenty of tall guys on campus besides Mingyu. You try to push the thought aside, focusing instead on fetching your boyfriend from class.

However, despite your efforts to ignore them, your instincts urge you to confront the couple. Taking a deep breath, you approach them, your heart pounding in your chest.

To your surprise, it's not him that was entangled with the girl in the embrace. Relief floods through you, quickly followed by a pang of guilt for assuming the worst.

"Sorry to interrupt," you say, your voice laced with sincerity as you apologize to the couple for intruding on their moment.

With a polite nod, you swiftly make your exit, the encounter serving as a reminder to trust your instincts but also not to jump to conclusions too quickly.

But as you reach Mingyu's lecture hall and spot him waiting outside, a warm smile on his face as he sees you approach, those doubts fade into the background. You push aside the lingering unease, choosing to focus on the present moment and the person standing in front of you.

"Hey," Mingyu greets you with a hug and a kiss on the cheek, and you return the embrace, feeling a sense of comfort wash over you in his familiar arms.

"Hey," you reply, forcing a smile as you try to shake off the lingering unease from earlier. "Ready to go?"

He nods, as you two step outside the building, the weight of your decision to break up hangs heavy in the air. Taking a deep breath, you steel yourself and finally broach the topic.

"Mingyu, we need to talk," you begin, your voice trembling slightly.

His eyes widen in surprise, and you can see the beginning of tears forming in his eyes. "Did I… Did I do something wrong?" he asks, his voice cracking with emotion.

You notice the curious glances from passersby and quickly take his hand, leading him to a more secluded spot nearby. Cupping his face gently in your hands, you feel a pang of guilt at the sight of his vulnerability. He isn't the type to get emotional easily, and seeing him like this only adds to your turmoil.

"I just… I don't think we should be together anymore," you say, your voice barely above a whisper.

"Why? Why would you say that?" he responds, his voice desperate and pleading. "I would never cheat on you. You're the only girl I have eyes for."

Your heart aches at his words, but you can't shake the feeling of unease that has been gnawing at you. "It's not about that," you explain, your voice tinged with frustration. "It's about the other girls, the ones who keep flirting with you, and you just let them."

Mingyu's expression darkens, hurt flashing in his eyes. "Don't you trust me?" he asks, his voice tinged with disappointment.

You take a deep breath, struggling to find the right words. "I… I don't know," you admit, feeling a knot form in your stomach.

His gaze softens, and he reaches out to take your hand. "Look, if it bothers you that much, I'll stop talking to other girls," he offers, sincerity lacing his words. "Even though I know you and your 'boy' friend have started talking again."

You bristle at the mention of Wonwoo, but you quickly defend yourself. "Won and I are just friends, Gyu. Nothing more, nothing less."

He furrows his brow, considering your words. "But Wonwoo never had a girlfriend, right?" he asks, a hint of accusation in his tone.

You nod, feeling a sense of unease settle over you once again. "That's beside the point," you say, trying to redirect the conversation back to the issue at hand. "What about the girls who keep throwing themselves at you, Mingyu? And you just let them…"

Mingyu's expression softens, and he pulls you into a tight embrace. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I didn't realize how much it was bothering you," he says, his voice filled with remorse. "But I promise, from now on, it'll just be you and me. No more distractions, no more doubts."

Feeling a mix of relief and guilt, you can't help but apologize to Mingyu, realizing that perhaps you've been overanalyzing things. His gentle demeanor and golden retriever-like friendliness have always been one of his endearing qualities, and maybe you've let your insecurities get the best of you.

"I'm sorry, love," you say softly, meeting his gaze with a sense of regret. "I think I've been overthinking things. I know you're just naturally friendly, and I shouldn't have let it get to me."

Mingyu's expression softens, and he leans in to give you a soft peck on the lips. "It's okay, love," he reassures you, his voice warm and comforting. "You don't need to worry about these things. I'm here for you, always."

Feeling a weight lifted off your shoulders, you return his kiss with a grateful smile. Maybe you were letting your insecurities get the best of you.

As Mingyu drops you off at your dorm, he suggests going out together on the weekend, and you agree with a smile. "That sounds great," you say, feeling a sense of relief wash over you.

You give him a tight hug, savoring the warmth of his embrace, before leaning in to give him a goodbye kiss. "Thanks for understanding," you say softly, feeling grateful for his patience and reassurance.

Mingyu returns the hug with equal warmth, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. "Of course, Love. I'll see you soon," he says, his voice filled with affection as he reluctantly pulls away and heads off.

As you watch him go, a smile tugs at the corners of your lips. Despite the doubts and misunderstandings, you know that your relationship with Mingyu is stronger than ever.

Once he's out of sight, you pull out your phone and quickly text Wonwoo, letting him know that the misunderstanding has been resolved. "Hey Wonu, just wanted to let you know that Gyu and I talked things out. Everything's fine now. Thank youuu," you type out, feeling grateful for his understanding and friendship.

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Mingyu's POV

As Mingyu steps out of Y/N's dorm building, a sense of relief washes over him. He takes a deep breath, feeling grateful that they were able to resolve their misunderstanding. He then pulls out his phone, opening his group chat with his friends, feeling the need to share his thoughts.

"Y/N's instincts are scary accurate," he types out, his fingers tapping out the message quickly.

His friends respond almost immediately, curious about what happened. "Uh oh, did you get caught?" Minghao teases, adding a winking emoji for good measure.

Dokyeom added, "Seriously, if you got caught, it would've been game over."

Mingyu chuckles, shaking his head as he types out his reply. "Nope, all good on my end," he responds, feeling a sense of satisfaction at successfully navigating the conversation with Y/N.

As he walks, he runs a hand through his hair, feeling a surge of confidence coursing through him. Mingyu prides himself on his ability to charm and manipulate situations to his advantage, and tonight was no different.

Feeling a buzz from his phone, he glances down to see his friends' responses. Dokyeom jokes about him meeting up with some girl, but Mingyu quickly sets the record straight.

"Nah, different plans tonight," he replies, keeping his tone casual as he continues on his way.

As he navigates the bustling campus, Mingyu can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at his ability to play the game. Pretending to be vulnerable, shedding a few crocodile tears – it's all just another day in the life of Kim Mingyu.

With a smirk, he sends one final message to the group chat, informing his friends that he'll be radio silent until midnight. With that, he pockets his phone and heads off to meet the girl who's invited him to join her. After all, when you're as charming and charismatic as he is, it's all just a game.

part 2, part 3

author's note: hi there, you reached the end. congratulations. i think you guys already know what kind of "genre i want" to write, hahaha. if you're wandering if someone hurt me. nope, no one.🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻. am i enjoying this? yes, yes i am. this is one of the mini series i'll be posting.

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periodbloodmanipulator · 10 months ago

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HIIIII 😩😩😝😝 lowkey ,,, craving some hcs 😼🥴 of megumi ,,, toge ,,, and yuuta w/ a s/o that likes movie dates 👉👈 possibly 🫶

like ,,, reader usually invites them over for a movie date (bonus points if theyre usually horror 😩😩) and they cuddle and stuff 🥺🥺 just some soft sweet stuff yknow ??

- 🫐 anon <3

Watching movies with the JJK boys

Ft. Megumi, Toge, and Yuuta

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Megumi Fushiguro 🦾

- Megumi may seem reserved, but when it comes to movie dates, he's all in. He never enjoyed going out in public for dates anyway. He appreciates that you take the initiative to invite him over for a movie night.

- His favorite genre may not be horror, but he's willing to watch it with you because he enjoys seeing you get excited. He'll make sure to bring that worn down tortilla blanket that you got him for your first anniversary.

- Megumi isn't too touchy-feely normally, but during the movie, he'll subtly reach out to hold your hand or play with your fingers, letting you know that he's still madly in love with you. At least in his own weird way..

- After the movie, he'd immediately want to criticize the terrible CGI. Opening his mouth to talk up until he notices that there was now a heavy weight on his shoulder. That's when he looked down and noticed that you had fallen asleep on him.

- "Tch." He smirked, eyebrows furrowing, and he reached his hands over to pull you closer to him. "Goodnight goober." He placed a gentle kiss to your hair and remained there for the rest of the night with you. In each other's arms, movie credits playing, and softly mumbling into your hair.

Toge Inumaki 🔊

- Toge is always up for a movie date with you. He finds it relaxing and a great way to spend quality time together.

- When you invite him over for a movie night, Toge will bring some snacks, including his signature cursed speech bubble-shaped rice crackers. He loves sharing his food with you. (I headcanon that he is...A MASTER IN THE KITCHEN)

- Horror movies may not be his first choice, but he'll watch them with you because he wants to make you happy. But also because he wanted to finally watch the Saw series. His friends have been telling him to watch that for ages now.

- He'll occasionally cover his eyes during the scary parts but will peek through his fingers to see your reactions. (He just doesn't really enjoy the gory parts.)

- Toge doesn't express his affection through real words due to obvious reasons, but he shows it through his actions because he knows you can barely understand his 'sushi talk', as you call it. So he just sticks to having a single hand on your thigh, gently squeezing it at times.

- He'll cuddle up close to you and wrap his arm around your waist when the movie ends. Softly breathing into your neck.

Yuuta Okkotsu 🗡️

- Yuuta is THRILLED whenever you invite him over for a movie date. He loves spending time with you and sees it as an opportunity to relax and unwind.

- Horror movies are right up his alley, surprisingly. And he's more than happy to indulge in them with you. He'll even bring a selection of his favorite horror films to choose from.

- During the movie, Yuuta will sit close to you and occasionally rest his head on your shoulder or lap. He finds comfort and solace in your presence.

- After the movie, Yuuta will excitedly talk about his favorite parts, jump scares, or plot twists. He enjoys discussing the movie and hearing your thoughts. You can both stay up late into the night, exchanging theories and sharing your love for the genre.

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AN: (HI 🫐, MY FIRST POST. YAY. HOPEFULLY YOU LIKE THIS. I DIDN'T WRITE MUCH FOR YUUTA BECAUSE I COULDN'T THINK OF ANY MORE DETAILS. ILY)

#megumi x reader #megumi fushiguro #megumi fushiguro x reader #jjk x reader #toge x reader #toge inumaki #toge inumaki x reader #okkotsu yuuta #yuuta x reader #yuuta okkotsu x reader #yuuta okkotsu #🫐 anon

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baratiddyappreciator · 11 months ago

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Cuddling the Baki Cast (NSFW)

Minors DNI and all that, you guys know better. I had a lot of fun with these ones, changed up the order a bit, and also carried over the bonus Yanagi, Oliva, Chiharu and Gaia, at the cost of taking out Tokugawa because I apparently can't sexualize that particular old man. DW, You'll still get your old man fix though ;) These are a bit longer than the initial ones because I'm not as restrained when I can just put the cut right beneath my little blurb and write... Well, sin. Also guess who finally decided to whip out colours so things are clearer :D (it's me)

NSFW under the cut!

Baki:

Cuddling with him always comes with a risk. A risk of being interrupted by some upstart trying to challenge him, or his dad, for some godforsaken reason. Sometimes he gets a sudden spurt of energy and feels the need to just disappear and go train for a few hours, but sometimes, and sometimes, like now, you feel his hands start to snake around your sides and under your shirt, higher and higher towards your chest as his previously innocent kisses turn hungry and deliberate against your throat. His fingers tweak your nipples as his lips meet yours, his hips bumping softly against your own, his legs urging yours apart so he can make room for himself, grinding against you hard and slow. He was all over, kissing you, grinding against you, playing with your nipples.

He didn't want to take his hands off of your chest, so it was up to you to reach down to pull your pants and underwear down. He didn't get the luxury treatment for being lazy, of course, the most he got was you clumsily undoing his pants and pulling him out of his boxers so he could grind against your eager little hole for a little bit before he pressed in, rolling slightly so that he could press both of his knees to the futon beneath the two of you, rolling his hips, his hands still cupping your chest, but now using it as a form of handhold so he could pull you back down onto his cock, his hot breath fanning against the shell of your hear.

"You're driving me wild baby doll."

Kozue:

She liked having music playing while you two cuddled. She said it added to the atmosphere, helped soothe you two into a comfortable, zen mood, and sometimes even into sleep. But other times, it was helpful for covering up the sounds of her breathless gasps. Your teeth gently came down on the shell of her ear as your fingers slid over her slick clit, her hips pressed back against yours, her own hand cupping you through your pants, providing you the friction you needed as you ground against her palm, her shirt pulled up exposing her chest to the now slightly chilly air. She'd been working so hard lately, it was only fair that you help her take off the edge so she doesn't burn herself out.

She gasped slightly louder, her other hand grabbing frantically at her pillow to muffle her voice, her hips bucking against your palm as your fingers circled her clit faster and harder, her face turning slightly so you could kiss her properly. She was shaking, so close to the edge that you could almost taste it, feeling the minute twitches in her thighs and her lower stomach, her ragged breaths hitching as hit-pitched whines escaped her.

"Baby please, I'm so close already."

Hanayama:

Having him crawl into bed after coming home dead tired was always a treat. He'd normally keep the lights off and not notice that you woke up the second the front door opened. You could tell what kind of mood he was in just by how he took off his shoes. And today was a mood that you could get behind. His hand slid up your thigh over the blankets, tickling you as his weight settled behind you only a moment later, the blankets being pulled down slightly. He knew you were awake at this point, you couldn't help the stupid grin on your face as he found you naked as the day you were born in bed, waiting for him. A soft swear was muttered under his breath, before you felt his cock slap against your ass, encouraging you angle your hips up and back so he could make you feel good.

And of course, you obeyed. Why wouldn't you? This was the kind of cuddling that you didn't mind in the slightest. The delicious stretch you felt as he pressed into you was exactly what you've been needing all night. You've been lonely without him. His forehead pressed against the back of your head, hips rolling slowly to get used to the feeling before he sat up, his hand settling on your lower back, guiding your hips back to meet his in a tiny thrust, your only hint of playfulness in him before you were jostled forward by a hard snap of his hips, your hands scrabbling at the pillows for purchase.

"That's it, be good for me and take it."

Chiharu:

He was a bundle of nerves during regular cuddling, always worried that he'd do something wrong and freak you out or hurt you. He's not as strong as some of the guys in the arena, but he's still plenty powerful you know! This time, however, you were the one worried about freaking him out as your hand travelled lower and lower down his torso towards his hips, innocently looking up at him as you toyed with his zipper, your hips wiggling slightly. He looked flabbergasted, eyes flicking between your eyes and your hand, then back to your eyes, and finally down to your lips as he licked his own. This would be fun, you could tell as he gave you a tiny nod, and you started unbuckling him.

His shaft was hot and heavy in your hand as you slowly pumped him, his hand resting on your ass, slowly starting to creep around to slide beneath your pants and sink into your eager hole. It's only fair that he return the favour, right? His head fell back slightly, a groan leaving him, before his head came back to but against yours gently, his brow furrowed, his unlit cigarette dangling from his lips, his eyes glassy and filled with pleasure locked with your own as you jerked him off, still smug, but you couldn't stop your hips from rocking back against his hand as his fingers gently rubbed at your insides.

"Fuck me doll, you're making my brain melt."

Katsumi:

Warm. You normally woke up warm, but now you were almost too warm as Katsumi tossed your legs over his thighs, hands cupping your chest, rolling your pert nipples between his pointers and thumbs, kissing you hungrily. You loved it when he woke up and decided his morning run could be replaced by ramming you into the mattress, his hips slowly rolling against yours as he sank into you slowly, the stretch delicious as he pressed in and pulled out time and time again. One of his hands left your chest to gently rest at the base of your throat, your only warning that he was about to pick up the pace before he was off to the races.

His hips slammed into yours, the wet sound of your bodies joining amplified in the room as he used your throat to pull you back down on his cock after he jostled you forward, his hair messy, lightly panting before he flashed a smile at you, your legs cinching around his waist and giving him a little squeeze, drawing him in deeper, closer, and he didn't hesitate to throw his head back and let out a low moan that vibrated through the air, making you scrambled to reach up and cover his smirking lips.

"Come on sweetheart, the neighbours already hate us, have some fun."

Jack:

Your hands were braced on his chest, firm and strong. He was big and sturdy, one of his hands resting on your thigh, the other on your hip, thumb pointing down to give you that extra bit of stimulation as your hips rocked against his hard, a deep groan leaving his lips as his head fell back against the arm of the couch, his cock pressing deep into you, hitting parts that you'd previously never known about before meeting him. His hips rolled in tandem with yours, timing it just right so that he'd press in as you rocked back, sending him deeper into you in just the right way that made you feel like you were going to explode.

His eyes were glazed over as he brought his head back, low moans tumbling from his parted lips as he watched you ride him. One of your hands moved up and squeezed the base of his thick neck, earning a louder moan, his hips bucking up sharply, though he rubbed at your thigh in apology immediately after, he knew he had to behave. Sometimes him assuming that you had no ulterior motives to crawling into his lap had its benefits, like the flustered look on his face when you'd started griding your hips onto his only moments ago. He growled against your lips as you leaned down to kiss him.

"Fuck honey, keep going, just like that, I've needed it all day."

Gaia:

The first time he'd slotted his thigh between your legs while you were watching your show, you'd slapped it away playfully. He knew how much you liked this show, surely he wouldn't bother you while you were watching the new episode, right? But his thigh bumped between your legs again, and another time after that, one of his hands resting on your hips to guide them down on his leg, his other massaging the base of your throat. He was, apparently, going to make you miss this episode, forcing you to watch it some other time, which really wasn't the same. He nipped at the shell of your ear, impishly smiling at you when you glared at him from over your shoulder, though you both knew that it was half-hearted at best.

He had you grinding against his thigh on your own in no time, extremely proud of himself for providing the perfect distraction at just the right time, his own hips chasing yours with each roll forward and down, basking in your little whimpers and sighs as he brought pleasure to you, his hand rhythmically squeezing at the base of your neck in time with your increasingly desperate thrusts against his leg.

"What's the matter sweetheart? Can't focus?"

Kosho:

His hands, you decided, were fucking dangerous. You'd just been trying to snuggle up to him, it was cold tonight, and now you were pinned to his chest, squirming and bucking your hips as he fucked you on his fingers, his other hand holding your cheeks, forcing you to look him in the eyes as his palm made a slick slapping noise whenever it made contact with your skin, pleasure rising from each forceful impact, each crook of his fingers. You could feel him, fully hard, pressed against your stomach, but he wasn't going to let you touch him yet.

No, that was for people who behaved and didn't make him lose his comfortable spot when he was so close to falling asleep. He wasn't genuinely mad, that you both knew, but he was going to make a point, and he was going to make sure that it got across before he gave you his dick. You made a choked noise as his fingers hit a spot that made you see stars, and he smirked.

"Are you warm enough now, babydoll?"

Kureha:

Cuddling with Kureha was dangerous for a multitude of reasons. For starters, sometimes he'd just sit in silence, and then come out and say that your heartbeat was irregular and that it was annoying him. Other times? Well, other times you'd wind up where you were now, with your legs over his shoulders as his mouth worked wonders on you on your couch, the freshly folded laundry knocked all over the floor during the excitement. He grabbed your wrist, pulling your hand to his crotch, the angle awkward, but allowing for access.

Your movements were sloppy, because of course they were, he was making your brain leak out of your ears with what his tongue was doing to you, but he knew better than to expect perfection from you while he was going down on you, settling for the sloppy, jerky handjob he was getting from you, well aware that you'd get better after he helped you cum.

"Darling I love you, but if you don't give me some more grip, I'm going to lose it."

Retsu:

You loved how you could absolutely blindside this man by asking him to cuddle you. A quick cuddle on the couch, that was all you'd asked for, and he'd given it to you. What he hadn't realised was that it was all a clever ploy for you to find a way to suck his dick before he went and trained. He'd made some really good food for supper the night before, and now he was going to get cherished, absolutely fucking appreciated, the idiot.

Your head bobbed, and the couch groaned under the force of his grip, his hands shaking as he whined, hips shallowly bucking into your mouth, drool slicking his shaft, wanting to touch, but not wanting to at the same time. His face was bright red and twisted in pleasure, and if you could take a picture and frame it, you'd keep it beside your bed so you could see it every morning and every night.

"Love, please- Gods- Don't stop!"

Oliva:

Telling him about any of your fantasies was a huge mistake. Why? Because now he had you pegged. Literally and figuratively. He knew what you'd like, and he'd used that to get to where you where now, bouncing on his cock, your hands braced on his knees as his hand, settled on your lower back, guiding you up and down on him, that damn smirk playing across his lips, like he was proud of himself (he was, he absolutely was and he wouldn't hide that).

There was a brief moment where his guiding hand stopped, but only so that the other hand could give your ass a "light tap". The resounding slap rang out in the room, earning a strangled moan as you threw your head back, hearing that all too familiar chuckle.

"That's it honey, take it just like that."

Doppo:

You'd both had long days, so you'd settled for just lounging around the house, wrapped up in a blanket, watching whatever was on TV at the time. But Doppo had keen eyes and a golden tongue, he saw the way you'd kept rubbing your thighs together- hell, he'd felt it- and he wasn't about to let you end your night horny. And you would have appreciated that fact more if he hadn't put you in a damn headlock and decided to fuck your soul out. His hips pounded against yours, slick smeared across both of your skin, his arms powerful steel rods around your head and neck, choking, but not entirely.

Broken, garbled little sounds left your lips, but he only chuckled, pausing for only a second to readjust and reposition his hips to hit that spot he knew drove you absolutely insane and would usually have you cumming so hard you'd start crying, his arms flexing harder for just a moment, completely cutting off your air supply, and your eyes rolled. You could just see the proud smirk on his lips as he laughed breathlessly.

"Come on baby, I said I'd make it all better, didn't I?"

Shibukawa:

You really should have known that you couldn't out-sly the master. You thought you were being clever by offering him your lap so you could cop a feel, but that hadn't turned out the way you were expecting at all. As it stood, he currently had you pinned to the ground and was fucking your thighs almost painfully slowly, chuckling in your ear. He was so close, yet so far from you, and it drove you mad with need.

He wasn't evil, of course, just mischievous, so he was kind enough to at least direct his thrusts upwards once in a while for a short period so you'd get some stimulation beyond in your thighs, his grip so firm that it was almost guaranteed that you wouldn't be able to writhe away.

"Do you see now darling? You can't pull a fast one on me."

Yanagi:

His hand covered your mouth, but he wasn't trying to kill you. No, he was trying to shut you up so you wouldn't make the neighbours freak out and call the cops as he slammed his hips against yours, your eyes rolling back as he hit a spot that made you see stars. All of this because you insisted on being so needy right after his escape from prison. His hand came down on your ass again, earning a jolt as the sharp sting shot through your body like a gun.

His fingers flexed, moving slightly, making sure that his palm wouldn't entirely cover your mouth so you could breathe, but they immediately moved back at the loud sob you let out as he hissed sharply, sucking air in through his teeth.

"Now now sweetheart, if you keep making noises like that I'll have to leave."

Motobe:

You thought you'd won the lottery by getting Motobe to cuddle with you. He was warm, comfortable, and relaxed. And then he'd started cleaning his damn sword. Of course, you could still relax, hell, you even started to drift off to sleep until the movement of his arms changed slightly, a new, slick noise rousing you from your dozing. His breath came out in short pants as he grabbed your hand, squeezing it around his shaft as he kissed your forehead. Not this was a sword you could get behind cleaning.

Of course, there was something much better at cleaning his sword than your hand, and he wasted no time sinking straight into the hilt, earning a long whine as he pulled you down onto his hips, smirking up at you as your hips rolled and bucked against his, desperate for some form of relief, your hands braced on his shoulders, gasping as he simply leaned back, lighting and taking a drag of his cigarette as he watched you bounce on his cock.

"There you go baby, take care of me just like that."

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redd956 · 1 year ago

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Little things in whump/Ideas: Nightmares

Oh boy! My specialty via experience, nightmare whump. Here's a lot of little things or whump ideas to play around with when it comes to whump with nightmares

Waking up panting and hyperventilating, the chest aching as it heaves up and down. The breath slowing and whumpee's shoulders relaxing as reality slowly hits them, until they're breaths shudder from their lips just out of fear

Clawing at their blankets and pillows, the fabric scrunching up

Whumpee kicking their legs first, and their arms waving around in their sleep far before they begin to thrash about

That where am I moment. Groggy eyes opening while whumpee has to take a moment to remember where they are

Feeling almost feverish, drenched in their sweat. Immediately once they wake they all sweat begins to cool, feeling almost like ice against their skin. That cold sweat.

Refusing to let anyone room or sleep with them, out of embarrassment or worry for if they have a nightmare

Caretaker waking whumpee, only for a frightened whumpee to latch onto them with hate and fear in their eyes. Caretaker is left to watch the fleeting glare turn into a softened sad look.

Falling off of the bed

Whumpee's partner feeling them shudder in their sleep

Viewing whumper as their sleep paralysis demon

Waking, adrenaline already pumping through the veins, fear flittering around in their chest. Then it hits them. Like a heavy weight, their limbs only seem to twitch before all the feeling of movement flees. The only sign of their growing fear is in their wide open eyes as sleep paralysis kicks in

A stifled cry, caretaker having to lean in just to see if whumpee is doing that while awake or asleep

The blankets and sheets always smelling like sweat from repeated cold sweat wakings

Seeing a lost friend in their dreams, and waking up with a crushing bittersweet feeling turning into a mournful yearn

Noticing hours after enjoying their breakfast that they've scratched themselves

Distant cries and yelps heard from across the house, Caretaker walking in to see whumpee's eyes still shut, but their face contorted with distress

Waking 👏 up 👏 screaming 👏 (bonus points: whumpee is overwhelmed by embarrassment from doing so)

Bonus:

The ultimate panic wake

Drenched in cold sweat, just managed to escape the claws of sleep paralysis, screaming and flailing at their surroundings for a moment before-

They plop back down, red in the face from embarrassment, pretending that no one, not even a godly entity, saw that

#nightmare whump #whump #whump nightmare #whump prompt list #little things in whump #whump ideas #whump prompt #whump prompts #whump idea

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mortuarywriting · 10 months ago

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Its 1am and I should sleep but that's not happening so I'm thinking about this thing I've been turning over in my head.

Anyway here's how your softness as a fat partner to the 141 + whoever comes to mind with as a bonus is a grounding force

The mission was supposed to be short and easy. Drop in the bucket compared to some of the others, but when does it ever go like the brief? They're a week over, now, and while no news was good news you'd kill for a text. An emoji would be fine, you'd settle for a garbled keyboard smash as proof of life.

Still, civilian life doesn't stop while your partner is out risking their lives so the populace doesn't see just how close some calls get to total destabilization. You had to work and that meant in the evening you had to unwind before you lost your shit. So here you were, sat on the couch and distracting yourself and decompressing.

The click of the key in the door perked you right up, you paused whatever you were doing to turn and watch the door open, "welcome home! How did-oh," your happiness was paused, replaced by concern by the haunted look in the eyes you love so much. This was a rough one, so you went back to past experience, "do you need space, a pillow, or a weighted blanket?"

Price would stay quiet as he put down his duffel and take off his boots. You were already thinking through contingency plans to get him out of his head if this didn't work, but he sits himself on the couch next to you instead of in the armchair. He about collapses into the plush material more than sits down, but the raised arm is an invitation and you're not one to ignore it. You snuggle in, head on his chest and your weight a comfortable softness where he's hard muscle and strength holding you close. The both of you sit there for some time, you listen as his heart rate mellows as his thumb traces idle patterns into your side. You know eventually you'll both wind up out back sitting in the rocking chairs you gave him shit about getting, but there's nothing like it. You'd take sitting and rocking side by side out there while he has a smoke any day of the week, it meant you had each other and what else do you really need?

Ghost would stand in the doorway for a beat longer than he usually would, and you weren't sure if he'd stay or not. Hell, wouldn't be the first time he arrived on your doorstep just to go back to base without crossing your threshold. It's a pleasant surprise when he walks in, though, and his duffel falls with a thump. Sometimes he needs to put himself away and sometimes he needs your presence. This time it's definitely the latter as he just crosses the room, boots and all, just... climbs onto the couch to lay on it, pinning you where you sit within his grasp and his face pressed to your stomach. You feel your face soften as you run a hand along his back, a soothing presence as he holds you close. You feel him squeeze softly at your sides, fat moving just so in his grip to confirm he's in the present, he's safe, and if you were ambitious you might even say he's home. At some point you'll prod him enough to get him to bed, you were well aware he was too big to sustainably sleep on the couch without hurting his neck or back. Tomorrow you'd heckle him for the boots on the furniture but for now you were glad he was back in your arms.

Gaz offers you a smile when he opens the door, but you know that fake 'trying to reassure you' smile when you see it. He goes through the same home routine but it's more muscle memory than anything- duffel in its spot, boots off and away, hat and keys on the little table- but you don't need to call to him for him to come to you. No, he's dragging himself to you, exhaustion written in his features but you know he won't let himself go to bed without at least checking in. You smile and pat your lap, the easy compromise that has him giving you a soft but sincere smile. He settles onto the couch, laying on his back with his head in your lap as he fights to keep his eyes open. You know he's likely jetlagged to hell, so you start talking- about what he's missed since he was gone, which shows you two need to catch up on, only the hottest neighborhood bird feeder gossip- and you watch as the tension eases from his shoulders. He doesn't need to be on high alert in a combat zone- he's home, he can relax safe and sound.

Soap wastes no time- duffel dropped, door kicked shut, boots pulled off and dropped as he crosses the room to you. You yelp as he scoops you off the couch enough to flop on his back and hold you to his front, burying his face in your neck as he let's his hands roam. You huff, amused more than annoyed at him man-handling you. Well, among other feelings, but those come later, for now you hum and wrap your arms around his shoulders where you can, hugging him close. Sometimes he needed the extra grounding force, too much energy buzzing below his skin and your rocksteady presence a balm. You're happy to do it, you love this man through thick and thin and there were worse things than mandatory cuddles.

Bonus:

+ Kate gives you a weary smile before she stops through the kitchen. You smile as she comes back with a drink for both of you, though you know yours will be touched significantly less as you rest your head in her lap and hear her out as she talks about what she can. She runs her free hand down your shoulder, tracing patterns down the side as she does.

+ Nikolai you know is a 50/50, either he needs to keep his hands busy doing something else or he'll take you up on your offer. The odds seem to be in your favor, though, as he sits with you. You aren't exactly suprised when he pulls you into his lap, or when he takes a few minutes to just sit and listen to your heartbeat and steady breathing. He'll be back and bantering before you know it but for now he holds you tight, waves of soft weight pulling him back to a safe harbor.

Aaaaand now it's 2:30 time is an illusion (oops)

#reader insert #fat reader #rambles from the morgue #It's too goddamn late for this #Brain lemme sleep #No dialogue 'cause I'm still figuring out their voices #They got shorter as I went because I'm a sleepy bitch sorry

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megistusdiary · 6 months ago

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here's a thirst for yelan's birthday: gifting her cute matching blue restraints (collar, handcuffs, gag, etc) to see her reaction and if she'd get flustered >:) bonus points if it's semi public (but hidden out of view)

-👻

i am so sorry, happy belated birthday, yelan

(suggestive themes utc - tw sub!yelan)

"what's all this?" yelan asks when you lift up a stack of prettily wrapped gift boxes. her head tilts as she takes the weight off your arms.

"for your birthday! i know i missed it because of my trip to fontaine, but i want you to know how important your birthday is to me." you smile at her and she returns the expression.

"you already got me this nice dinner." she reaches across the table to hold your hand. "and, besides, i've got you. that's a gift in itself." she cheekily responds, and you lightly swat her arm when she sets the boxes off to the side. "so, am i going to get to see why you didn't invite anyone else to my birthday dinner?" she asks, leaning down towards you.

"well, before that." you cough. "open the ones on top." you point to the ones with white bows. as she opens them, her smile brightens when she sees the gifts. a new blanket, a bottle of her favorite perfume, the lipstick she always wears, and a beautiful set of earrings.

and although she's most grateful, the other boxes are calling to her. she inches closer, tearing the wrapping paper off to reveal something that has her quickly covering the box.

"what- what in morax's name are you thinking?" she gasps, a blush blooming across her cheeks.

you smirk, leaning your head onto your palm cutely. "what? is the color off?"

she can't believe how nonchalant you are in a place like this!

"baby... you just wrapped up... handcuffs for my birthday." she whispers.

you scoff. "actually, i had them custom made to look like your bracelet. and the other... things are the same to match. you don't like them?"

she breathes heavily, looking down at the still wrapped items. "they're... for me?"

"who else is gonna look so cute all tied up on our bed later?" you mumble, nearly garnering the attention of another table.

she's as red as a tomato now, hiding the boxes back under the table and covering her face.

"let me see your face, birthday girl." you coo, making her look up at you. "come on, finish your food. i'm ready to play."

your giggle has her shivering, uncharacteristically following your orders like a good puppy on the leash you hold.

#genshin impact x reader #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader smut #fem reader #genshin wlw #yelan x you #yelan x reader #yelan #yelan smut #💌─𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘭! ༊*·˚#💐─𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴 #👻─ 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 ୧༺#🪷─𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴 `♡´

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Lost and Found: A Pirate's Promise

This gif because it was mad funny! Zoro and his Sake Lmfaooo

Chapter 38: A Promise Between Goodbyes

A/N: We are back at it again with another chapter! We getting a letter written by Sabo, and we are also getting an updated Wanted poster and alot more revelations too! Yall im currently writing the filler chaps, along with the Bonus Chapter so that once we hit whole cake its going be dedicated to that. When I tell you shits stirring like the plot is plotting!, but again all is fair in love and war ;). Thank you everyone for following, liking, commenting, interacting! And without further ado let the adventure begin.

Word Count: 9.6K

Sanji X Reader, Sanji x Y/N, One Piece X Reader,

Y/N POV…

A few hours had passed, and Robin and I laid together when I heard the noise of a bottle being passed around. I sat up once more and saw Zoro and Kyros sharing a drink.

"Everything good with you?" Zoro asked, concern flickering in his eyes.

"Yeah, Zo, I'm fine," I smiled, trying to reassure him. He took another swig from the wine bottle, and slowly, I got up and made my way toward him. Not sure if it was the alcohol talking but Zoro decided to grab my waist and place me on his lap.

“Careful now,” he teased, a smirk playing on his lips. “If you keep getting this cozy, people might start thinking I’m your favorite.”

I grabbed the bottle and took a sip of the wine. "Wow, this is good wine," I remarked, savoring the rich flavor. Kyros nodded, laughing.

“At some point, I’d really like to spar with you,” Zoro said to Kyros, his right hand securely holding my waist in place.

“Coming from a swordsman of your caliber, that’s an honor. Maybe someday when our wounds heal,” Kyros replied, a grin on his face as he eyed Zoro.

I took another swig of Kyros’s wine. “I’m definitely going to need a bottle of this wine, Kyros,” I said, relishing the warmth it brought me.

I handed the bottle back to Kyros, who took another swig. Zoro, now with both hands resting on my waist, began rubbing small circles with his thumbs, sending a flutter of warmth through me.

“You know,” he said, a teasing smirk on his lips, “I might just take a nap right here if you keep this up. Who knew a little wine and some good company could be so relaxing?”

I shot him a playful glare. “Oh really? Are you using me as your personal pillow now?”

Zoro chuckled, leaning in closer. “Only if you promise to keep being this cozy.”

Kyros smiled and nodded. “You two should rest; I’ll keep watch.”

“You sure, Kyros?” I asked, a hint of concern in my voice.

“It’s not a problem, princess,” he reassured me, his kind smile easing my worries.

“In that case,” Zoro said, pulling me up and wrapping a blanket around us both. “I guess I’ll just have to make sure you’re comfy.” He settled back against the wall, pulling me closer to his chest.

As the soft sounds of the night enveloped us, I felt the weight of the day slip away. Zoro’s heartbeat was a steady, comforting rhythm against my ear, and despite the chaos surrounding us, this moment felt safe and cocooned.

Just as I was about to drift off completely, Zoro stirred slightly, his fingers still tracing gentle patterns on my waist. “You’re really not going to let me nap in peace, are you?” he mumbled sleepily, one eye cracking open to glance down at me.

“I’m not the one who started it,” I replied, a teasing lilt in my voice. “You’re the one who pulled me into your nap trap.”

“Nap trap? That sounds more like a scheme,” he said, feigning seriousness as he stretched his arms above his head, inadvertently pulling me closer. “Maybe I should add it to my repertoire.”

I laughed softly, nudging him playfully. “Is that how you plan to become the nap champion? By setting traps?”

“Of course. It’s all part of the strategy. Gotta keep the competition guessing,” he replied with a smirk, clearly enjoying the light-hearted banter.

“Well, I guess I should watch my back, then,” I said, feeling a warmth bloom in my chest. “Can’t let the ‘fearsome pirate’ sneak up on me.”

“Too late,” he said, his tone mock serious. “You’re already in my grasp. No escape now.”

I raised an eyebrow at him, a smile still playing on my lips. “Oh, really? I didn’t know I was a prisoner of war.”

“Prisoner of my awesomeness, more like,” he shot back, a smug grin stretching across his face.

“Wow, your ego is really something,” I replied, trying to suppress my laughter. “You might want to keep that in check.”

“Never,” he said, looking completely unfazed. “Besides, it helps fuel my napping skills.”

“You might be onto something there,” I admitted. “Maybe I should start taking notes.”

“Just don’t expect me to teach you my secrets. I can’t have you stealing my nap champion title,” he warned, mock seriousness creeping back into his tone.

“Fine, fine. I’ll let you keep your title… for now,” I conceded, sinking deeper against him, letting my eyelids grow heavy.

“Good. Now you can be my nap sidekick,” he said, his voice thick with sleep.

“Nap sidekick? That sounds a bit lame,” I joked, rolling my eyes but unable to hide my smile.

“Lame? You’re just jealous of my title,” he retorted, smirking down at me.

I chuckled, feeling the warmth radiating from him wrap around me like a blanket. “You know what? I’ll take it. I’m okay being the sidekick if it means I get to nap with you.”

Zoro chuckled softly, his laughter vibrating against my body. “Then it’s settled. Sidekick it is.”

As the night continued, I felt my eyelids grow heavier, lulled by the soothing sounds around us. Zoro’s gentle presence was calming, and I could feel myself surrendering to the fatigue that had been building throughout the day.

“Goodnight, sidekick,” he murmured as I began to drift off, his voice a low rumble.

“Goodnight, champion,” I whispered back, a smile on my lips.

Time passed as I lay still nestled against Zoro’s chest, the gentle rise and fall of his breathing lulling me deeper into sleep. Suddenly, I was pulled from my dreams by a chorus of muffled voices drifting in from the other room.

“Sanji is about to crack Zoro’s skull in half!” Usopp exclaimed, his voice full of alarm.

“Come on, bro! Let Y/N rest; she’s recovering from that super fight!” Franky interjected, trying to play peacemaker.

“Roronoa! Why are you cozying up to Y/N like that?!” Law’s voice cut through the air, sharp with irritation.

Zoro stirred beneath me, instinctively pulling me closer as if to shield me from Law’s glare. I let out a soft groan, murmuring Zoro’s name as I nestled deeper into his warmth.

“Shh, keep resting,” Zoro murmured, his voice low and soothing. I felt his hand gently brushing my hair back, and I couldn’t help but smile, feeling safe in his embrace.

Suddenly, Kinemon’s voice rang out, announcing, “Food is ready for us to eat!”

Zoro shook me lightly, his grip still firm around my waist. “Hey, Y/N, time to wake up. We’ve got to eat,” he said, his tone a blend of teasing and affection.

I blinked up at him, still in a sleepy daze. “Five more minutes,” I mumbled, burying my face into his chest again.

Zoro chuckled, “I wish I could, princess, but we need to get your strength back up.”

With a reluctant sigh, I muttered, “Fine,” as I sat up, the blanket falling away and revealing my bandaged body. “I can’t wait to get changed; can’t be heading to new places with these things,” I said, glancing down at the wrappings.

Law turned to me, his expression a mix of concern and amusement. “Good morning, Doctor. How was your rest?” I teased, unable to resist the urge to poke fun at him.

His cheeks flushed slightly, and he smirked, pulling me in closer. “Well, considering I was up all night worrying about you, I’d say I could use a nap too,” he replied, his tone playful.

“Are you saying you didn’t sleep because you were too busy thinking about me?” I shot back, raising an eyebrow.

Zoro’s expression darkened slightly at our exchange, a hint of jealousy flickering in his eyes. “Yeah, right,” he muttered, crossing his arms as he watched us.

Law shrugged nonchalantly, a smirk still dancing on his lips. “Just stating the facts, Zoro. You should try it sometime,” he teased, enjoying the slight tension building between them.

Law then reached into his pocket and handed me back my tiara, which I had nearly forgotten about. “My tiara! But… how?” I asked, genuinely surprised.

“You left it beside me before your body fell to exhaustion,” Law explained, his tone softening. “By the way, I need to check to see if your wounds have healed.”

I nodded, my heart fluttering at the attention from both of them. “Sure, just don’t poke too hard, okay?”

“Trust me, I’m a doctor,” Law replied, his smirk returning as he gently inspected my bandages.

Zoro, still slightly annoyed, huffed, “Just make sure she’s alright, and don’t take too long. I’m not a fan of waiting.”

“Jealous much?” Law quipped, glancing at Zoro with a teasing grin.

Zoro shot him a glare. “I’m not jealous. I just don’t like waiting for you to finish flirting with my crewmate.”

I couldn’t help but laugh, the banter lightening the mood.

“Alright you guys, we can do the check-up after; right now, let’s eat. The Navy might get here any minute,” I said, grabbing a piece of meat from the tray.

“Okay!” Luffy exclaimed, digging into the food as if it were the last meal he’d ever have. “We gotta hurry and catch up with Sanji's group too!” he added before dozing off mid-bite, only to snap back awake and say, “I’m sad I didn’t get to see Sabo,” as he continued to stuff his face, then promptly fell asleep again.

“Yeah, I’m sad Sabo had to go too,” I muttered, taking a bite of the meat in front of me.

“Ohh, that reminds me, Y/N. He left you his coat and a Vivre Card along with a note for you,” Robin chimed in as she sat down with us.

“He did…” I said, feeling the familiar wave of emotions wash over me. “Robin, may I please have his coat and letter? I’d like to read that first. As for his Vivre Card, can you hold off on that one? Once we get to our ship, I’ll put it somewhere safe.”

“Sure thing, here,” she said with a smile, handing me the coat. As I felt its warmth envelop me, I noticed the right sleeve adorned with goggles, a reminder of Sabo’s adventurous spirit.

“Excuse me for a moment,” I said, making my way out the door and to a safe distance where I could read the letter without interruption. My heart raced as I opened it, the familiar scrawl filling me with anticipation.

Dear Princess,By the time you get this letter, it’s either because I’m far away back on my ship, or I never got the chance to hand this to you in person. I want you to know how much you mean to me. Every moment we spent together has been etched in my heart, and though I may be miles away, my thoughts are always with you.

I know that goodbyes are hard, and I wish I could be there with you now. But one day, I promise we will meet again. Even if I have to make up an excuse to visit Luffy just to see you, I will do it without hesitation.

Here is my direct line for my Transponder Snail, just in case you miss me. I want to hear your voice, even if it’s just to check in. Know that you’re always in my heart, and I’m forever yours.

With all my love,Sabo

As I finished reading the letter, tears welled in my eyes, a mix of gratitude and longing swelling within me. I clutched the paper to my chest, feeling the warmth of Sabo’s coat wrap around me like a protective embrace.

“Thank you, Sabo,” I whispered to myself, a smile breaking through my tears.

I carefully folded the letter and tucked it into one of the coat pockets, promising myself I would put it in a safe place once we returned to our ship. As I made my way back to Kyros, a new sense of emotion washed over me— a warmth that came from Sabo’s words.

“No fair! How come Sabo gave you stuff?!” Luffy exclaimed, his eyes wide with curiosity.

I couldn’t help but laugh, wiping away a tear that had fallen. “Let’s just say Sabo and I go way back,” I replied with a smile, taking another bite of the meat.

Robin caught my eye, her smile knowing and supportive, as if she understood the deeper connection I had with Sabo.

Usopp and Zoro were in the middle of a lively bicker with Luffy, who was still half-asleep, shoveling food into his mouth. Every few moments, he would nod off, only to jerk awake and dive back into the meat with a fierce determination.

Kinemon and Kanjuro began discussing the rumors circulating about Rebecca and Kyros. Kyros, with a serious look on his face, explained, “I wanted to live in the light forever, which means it’s the only way to make amends for failing as a father to her.”

“Yeah, well, we all know how Luffy feels about it,” we chimed in unison, casting a glance at Luffy, who was obliviously munching away, a look of anger on his face.

Just then, the door swung open, and in walked “rooster”, “Mr. Zoro!” he exclaimed, his eyes scanning the room until they finally landed on me. He quickly made his way toward me, his expression shifting from surprise to sheer joy. “Princess! Omgggg I can’t believe it! It’s really you!”

I was taken aback by his enthusiasm, looking at the group and mouthing, “Do you know this guy?” confused.

“You were so badass! Fighting Doflamingo twice and taking out a top executive!” he continued, tears welling in his eyes as he inched closer. “How did you turn blue, then the red lightning came from the sky?”

“Umm…” I stammered, caught off guard by the sudden attention. How was I supposed to explain what happened?

“Six Straw Hat Pirates in the same place?!” the rooster guy exclaimed, throwing his hands up in dramatic disbelief. “I’m too weak; have mercy! It’s like a laser beam of awesomeness is blinding me!”

As the excitement continued to swirl around the room, I felt a wave of discomfort wash over me. Sensing my unease, Zoro effortlessly pulled me back onto his lap, his strong arms wrapping around me in a protective embrace.

“Just relax,” he said softly, his voice steady against the noise.

Law’s eyes narrowed at the sight. “Roronoa! Why do you keep dragging Y/N onto your lap like that? She can sit on her own, you know!”

“Yeah, but she’s not going to,” Zoro shot back, a smirk playing on his lips as he tightened his grip on me. “Besides, I’m just keeping her safe.” “Got a problem with that?”

Before Law could retort, Zoro turned to the rooster guy and said, “If you’ve got something important to say, can you get on with it?”

I chuckled at Zoro’s impatience, reaching for an apple nearby, but Zoro intercepted it, grabbing it from my hand and slicing it into small pieces with the precision only a swordsman could have.

“Really, Zo?” I said, laughing as he placed a slice into my mouth.

“Yeah, gotta make sure you don’t choke on it. Can’t have you passing out again,” he teased with a grin.

Law, clearly irritated, crossed his arms, raising an eyebrow. “She can eat on her own, you know. You don’t have to coddle her like that, Roronoa.”

Zoro smirked at Law’s irritation, clearly enjoying the subtle competition. “She doesn’t seem to mind, right, princess?” he asked, looking down at me with a teasing grin as he fed me another piece of apple.

I chuckled, shaking my head at his antics. “You’re impossible.”

Law clenched his jaw, stepping closer. “Roronoa, you’re acting like a babysitter. Y/N isn’t some fragile porcelain doll. She’s a warrior. And you—”

“Warrior or not,” Zoro interrupted smoothly, “she’s still recovering. So unless you plan to take over, I’ll keep doing what I’m doing.” His tone was casual, but there was a hint of challenge in his eyes.

“Sanji’s going to flip when he hears about this,” Usopp added with a mischievous grin, clearly enjoying the drama unfolding. “He might even kick down the door and go all out. This is premium-level jealousy material.”

Zoro shrugged, not looking the least bit concerned. “Let him come. Won’t change anything.”

I laughed, finding the entire situation ridiculous but somehow comforting. “You two seriously need to relax. We’ve got bigger things to worry about.”

Law, still frustrated, muttered under his breath but eventually backed off, allowing Zoro to continue with his overly attentive care.

As Rooster continued to talk about the incoming Marine Admirals, I interrupted, biting into another piece of the apple Zoro had just given me, "So they sent a couple of big shots to try and take us down, huh? What a surprise."

I glanced down, noticing the faint grey hue illuminating from my blades still strapped to my thigh, their glow reacting to the tension in the air. Leo’s voice crackled over the transponder snail in Kyros' hand, “The Navy’s here to attack you!” Leo’s frantic tone matched Usopp’s sudden freak-out.

“Our luck has run out!” Usopp shouted, looking panicked.

“What a pain…” I sighed, already feeling the pressure mounting as we all stood up to prepare for what was coming next.

“There’s nothing to prepare,” Kinemon said calmly, adjusting his gear. “We’ve been ready for days, just waiting for Sir Luffy to wake up.”

“Days?” I asked, suddenly feeling the weight of the tiara on my head again, its presence a reminder of how much had already happened. I stretched, trying to loosen my muscles, still tight from everything that had unfolded.

Rooster stepped forward, his enthusiasm undiminished. “Time to get moving. We’ll make a B-line for the port in the east. Our people are stationed in strategic places, ready to back us up. Plus, there’s a ship waiting to take us out of here.”

“Well,” I said, still stretching, feeling the glow from my blades intensifying, “Looks like it’s about time we haul ass.”

“They're here! No time for chit-chat!” Rooster shouted, leading the way out. The urgency in his voice had us all moving faster.

“Found them! Don’t let those pirates get away!” a Marine yelled, and in an instant, gunfire erupted in our direction.

“Everybody, follow me, alright!” Rooster said as he raised a barrier, blocking the bullets from hitting us.

I glanced back just in time to see Luffy stop running. “Luffy, what are you—” I began to say, but he cut me off.

“You guys go ahead. I’ve got one more thing I need to do,” Luffy said with a determined look before darting off in another direction.

“Luffy, make it quick! We gotta hurry!” Zoro shouted, still running the wrong way.

“Zoro! Wrong way!” I called out, trying not to laugh as he cursed and redirected himself back on track.

We reached the town, sprinting through the streets as chaos unfolded around us. “Head straight to the port! We’ll cover you!” yelled the allies from the Colosseum, appearing like a cavalry at just the right time.

“Thanks, guys!” I shouted back, pushing myself to keep up the pace.

As we neared the port, I saw a pile of Marines sprawled on the ground. I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Damn, sucks for them!” I laughed breathlessly.

“Now’s not the time to be laughing, Y/N!” Usopp shouted from ahead, clearly frazzled by the situation.

I opened my mouth to reply, but Zoro beat me to it. “Let her laugh if she wants to. Keeps her focus.” His tone was half-teasing, but also protective, as if he was daring anyone to argue otherwise.

We finally made it to the port, my hands resting on my knees as I huffed, “Man, I’m out of shape.”

“Luffy isn’t here yet?” Usopp asked, scanning the area frantically.

“I haven’t seen Law either,” Cabbage added, frowning.

“Wait! What do you mean? Where did he go? He was right behind me,” I said, standing up and still catching my breath, my concern growing.

“Here he comes,” Zoro said, his voice steady as we all looked up.

Fujitora came flying in, his presence instantly commanding attention. Zoro’s grip on his blades tightened, and I instinctively reached for my own, ready to jump into action.

But Zoro stepped in front of me, blocking my path. “Just what do you think you’re doing, princess?” he asked with a grin, not taking his eyes off Fujitora.

“Hey, I’ve got beef with this marine admiral too, you know! He sent me crashing into the colosseum and ground, remember?” I shot back, one of my blades already drawn, glowing with a vibrant yellow hue.

Zoro chuckled but kept his stance. “I remember, but this one’s mine.” His voice was firm but teasing, a challenge hidden behind his grin.

I rolled my eyes but held my ground. "Fine, but if things get ugly, I’m jumping in."

“Wouldn’t expect any less,” he smirked, focusing back on Fujitora.

"Fujitora!" Usopp shrieked, his voice cracking with panic. Rooster added, equally flustered, "Yup, we’re dead."

Zoro wasted no time, launching himself at Fujitora with a swift attack. But Fujitora effortlessly dodged, his calm demeanor unshaken.

"Mr. Zoro! You and your friends should head out now! We can handle this!" Rooster shouted, as he and the other allies formed a barrier, covering us.

"This looks bad!" Usopp continued freaking out, his hands trembling. Suddenly, objects and debris began lifting from the ground, slowly being pulled into the sky.

“What the hell is going on?” I asked, my eyes darting around in confusion as the ground beneath us seemed to stir.

Fujitora’s calm voice echoed through the chaos, “Since you don’t need all this debris and rubble, I thought I’d put it to good use.”

I shook my head, exasperated. "It's way too early for this crap." The debris and rubble continued to rise, swirling ominously above us.

"Hey guys! No place is safe here. Head to the port now!" Law’s familiar voice suddenly appeared beside me.

"Alright, Trafal... wait, Law! Where were you?! We were waiting for you and Strawhat!" Cabbage shouted, clearly frustrated.

But Law ignored him, his focus shifting entirely to me. "Y/N, I apologize for leaving abruptly like that. You must have been worried," he said softly, grabbing my hand.

I blinked at Law, momentarily caught off guard before offering him a reassuring smile. "Glad to see you're back."

"I'm fine with getting the hell out of here, but I have a feeling he won't make it easy," Zoro grumbled, his eyes locked on Fujitora.

Suddenly, Usopp’s frantic voice cut through the tension. "Hey, it’s Luffy!"

"About time!" I exclaimed, turning toward Luffy just as he made his grand entrance.

Luffy, ever bold, shouted, "Hey, gamble man! Do you remember me?" before unleashing a massive attack. "Gomu Gomu no Elephant Gun!" His punch barreled towards Fujitora with raw force.

"Why should I run away? Why should I back down from the navy? I did that two years ago, and I'm not doing it now!" Luffy declared, his voice full of resolve.

We all paused for a second, caught off guard by his words, as memories of two years ago flashed through our minds. Nodding in unison, we shared a knowing grin.

"Fine, if you're gonna kick his ass, do it right!" Usopp shouted, joining in the support.

"Get him good, Luffy!" I yelled, fists clenched with excitement.

Zoro, standing beside me now, added with his usual smirk, "I'm all for him beating Fujitora, but calling out his moves like that..."

"You're right, it's like he's giving him an advantage," I agreed, watching as Luffy squared off against the admiral. Fujitora's gravity powers began creating dents in the ground, chasing after Luffy with dangerous precision.

"It's that weird move again..." I groaned, remembering too well the sensation of being crushed by his gravity.

Then, Fujitora launched his attack: Raging Tiger. The air trembled as the powerful blow tore through the ground.

"Crap, run!" Zoro shouted, grabbing me in one swift motion as we sprinted to avoid the attack. Luffy was sent flying, crashing through the air.

Zoro gently set me back down once we cleared the immediate danger. "Thanks, Zoro," I said, a breathless smile forming as we quickly resumed our mad dash toward the docked ship.

Just as we picked up speed, the sky above us darkened unnaturally. My heart sank when I looked up and saw the massive debris Fujitora had gathered now following us like a deadly cloud of rubble.

"I don’t wanna be crushed to death by trash!" Usopp screamed in terror.

"Well, pick up the pace!" I shouted back, unable to hold back a laugh despite the situation. We ran faster, our hearts pounding as the looming threat of debris chased us down.

Luffy laughed from atop the giant as debris rained down around us. "Would you look at that, it's like the city came to say goodbye!"

I couldn't help but smile at his carefree spirit. Finally, we reached the massive ship, the Yontamaria, towering before us. "My Yontamaria is at your call," declared the captain with a flourish.

"Why, thank you," I said, standing beside Robin and Law as we took in the ship’s grand presence.

As we boarded, the allies began explaining the concept of the Straw Hat Grand Fleet. Bartolomeo stood proudly in front of Luffy, holding a massive cup of sake. "Mr. Luffy, exchange cups with each respective crew. We will exchange cups of sake as father and son!" Bartolomeo announced. "We ask that you take us under your wing."

Everyone smirked at the sentiment—everyone except Luffy. "Now bring on the sake!" Bartolomeo started pouring the sake into cups, including a particularly oversized one for Luffy.

Zoro and I glanced at each other when we saw the sake. "Nah, I think I'll pass. I'm not really into sake," Luffy said nonchalantly, waving it off.

Bartolomeo hurriedly explained, "The sake isn’t for drinking, it’s more symbolic. It’s to show that we’ll back you up if you ever need us."

I leaned toward Zoro and whispered, "That sake… looks really good."

He smirked, eyeing the cup. "He doesn’t care, you're wasting your time," he teased, already making his way toward the massive sake cup.

"Now, if you put this in a beer mug, I’ll drink it," Zoro remarked as he dipped his hand into the large cup.

"Excuse me! I want to drink it too!" I called out, following Zoro, my eyes on the glistening sake.

His gaze met mine, his expression unreadable but intense. As I reached him, I grabbed his hand and cupped some sake into my mouth, the liquid dripping down my chin and wetting my bandages.

“Mmm, so good,” I said, savoring the taste, my eyes locking with Zoro’s, a grin tugging at my lips.

“Use a cup, you two!” Usopp shouted, looking horrified.

Law, watching with narrowed eyes, muttered something under his breath, clearly displeased at the scene unfolding between Zoro and me. His jealousy was almost palpable.

Bartolomeo, still trying to explain the symbolic nature of the sake, sighed. "It’s not for drinking!"

Zoro grinned and wiped the sake from my chin with his thumb. "Damn, that’s good stuff. Knew it."

I couldn't help but laugh. "Told you it was worth trying!"

hey me next! I want some too!” Franky yelled, practically bouncing.

“I’ll have a cup as well,” Robin chimed in, her smile warm and inviting.

“Fine, me too!” Usopp added, clearly caught up in the moment.

“Damn, this is good!” Franky declared, taking a hearty swig.

“Told you!” Zoro and I said in unison, exchanging amused glances.

I turned to Law, who was still standing nearby, observing the chaos with his usual stoic expression. “Law, would you like to try?” I asked playfully, beckoning him over.

To my surprise, he stepped closer, taking my hand and guiding it to the sake cup. The warmth of his grip sent a flutter through my stomach, and I glanced up at him, my heart racing. “Taste delicious, huh?” I said, wiping a little bit of sake from the corner of his lip with my thumb.

Law's cheeks flushed slightly at the contact, and he smirked, trying to play it cool. “It’s alright,” he replied, his voice steady, but the hint of color on his face betrayed him.

“Remember, you and I have to go check your bandages later,” he added, a teasing grin spreading across his face as he held my gaze.

“Oh, so you’re not just using me for my sake?” I quipped back, feeling a thrill at the banter between us.

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” he shot back, a glint of mischief in his eyes.

“How about this,” Luffy started, his voice booming with determination. “If I’m ever in trouble, I’ll call you guys. You’re my friends, and if you need help, I’ll be happy to help. I couldn’t beat Mingo without you guys.” His words hung in the air, the sentiment shared among us, creating a palpable bond of camaraderie.

Bartolomeo’s eyes welled up with emotion. “You’re so right, Captain!” he exclaimed, nearly choking on his words. Just then, a sudden boom echoed across the port as cannons fired from an enemy ship, breaking the moment.

“Whoever it is, take ’em out!” yelled one of the captains, urgency etched across his face.

“Hold up, guys, I got this,” I declared, my heart racing. I grabbed one of my blades, feeling the familiar energy course through me as the blue hue illuminated it. “Luffy, I’ll be right back!” I added, glancing back at him with a reassuring smile.

Luffy chuckled, already knowing what I was about to do. “Y/N, I swear to—” Law started, but I wasn’t waiting around to hear his concern.

With a powerful leap, I soared into the air, my blade poised for an attack. Just as I was about to launch it, the rumble from the sky intensified, shaking the enemy ship below. “Well, that’s another way of doing it,” I muttered to myself, my heart racing with excitement.

I gracefully landed back on our ship, a triumphant grin spreading across my face. “Looks like they’re being taken care of!” I announced, sliding my blade back into the thigh halter, the glow fading as I regained my composure. Just then, the Straw Hat Grand Fleet began to drink from their sake cups, reciting their oaths in excitement.

“I didn’t say you guys can do that!” Luffy protested, his voice filled with mock indignation. I couldn’t help but chuckle at the scene unfolding before me.

“Hey, I did not drink this stuff!” Luffy exclaimed, holding up the giant cup he’d been given. “Wait, who drank...?” I began to say, turning to my right and spotting Zoro, wiping his lip with a satisfied look on his face.

Soon after, food started being brought out for us to celebrate. “Are we setting sail?” Luffy asked eagerly.

“Right, the boss said set sail!” one of the captains responded.

“I didn’t say that, and I’m not your boss!” Luffy yelled, shaking his head in exasperation as we began to set sail, leaving Dressrosa behind us.

“Alright, guys, let’s raise our cups! Our team kicked the Mingo family’s ass, so here’s to us and victory!” Luffy shouted, and we all cheered in response, drinking from our cups and indulging in the delicious food prepared for us.

Zoro walked over to Law, a smirk on his face. “Hey, get over here,” he said, pulling him closer as they refilled Law’s drink. “Let go,” Law muttered, but I couldn’t help but laugh at the amusing dynamic.

Soon after, I made my way up the stairs, watching as we drifted further away from the chaos of Dressrosa. “Mind if I join you?” I turned to see Law, who had managed to escape from Zoro’s grasp.

“I thought Zoro had you in his clutches,” I teased, a playful smile on my face.

Law grinned, slowly approaching me. His hand brushed against my torso, sending a shiver down my spine. “I have something I want to give you,” he said, reaching into his coat.

He pulled out a necklace, and I blinked in surprise. “Wait, is this...?”

“It is,” Law confirmed, a smirk dancing on his lips.

“But I thought...”

“I saw it on the ground once my cuffs were gone. It did crack, but I thought, why not? You have one, and I have another to keep,” he explained, gently putting one half of the necklace around my neck and clasping it in place. It rested delicately on my collarbone.

I took the other half and clasped it around his neck, his resting just below his own collarbone.

“Well, looks like it’s connected!” I laughed, feeling the warmth of the moment.

Law pulled me into a tight hug, his head resting on my shoulder. I scratched the back of his head affectionately, feeling his body relax against mine. “You know,” I teased, pulling back slightly to meet his gaze, “I’m really curious about what you’d do now that those cuffs are gone.”

A smirk danced on his lips, his eyes glinting with playful mischief. “Oh, I have a few ideas, but you might find some of them a bit… enticing.”

“Enticing? Now you have my full attention,” I replied, leaning in closer, intrigued by the challenge in his tone.

He leaned back, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. “Let’s just say I could show you things that might leave you breathless. But I think you’d enjoy the anticipation a bit more.”

“Anticipation? You really know how to build suspense, don’t you?” I asked, my heart racing at the prospect of what he might have in store.

“Only for you,” he replied, his voice smooth like silk. “I like keeping my favorite princess intrigued.”

“Am I really your favorite?” I asked, teasing but sincere.

“Of course. Who else would I share a matching necklace with?” He traced a finger along the chain that connected us, his touch igniting warmth across my skin.

“Good point,” I smiled, leaning slightly into his touch. “But I want to know what those enticing things are.”

Law leaned in closer, his breath warm against my cheek. “How about I start with a kiss?” His voice dropped to a sultry whisper that hung in the air, thick with unspoken tension.

My breath caught in my throat. “A kiss? That sounds tempting. But can you handle it?”

He chuckled softly, his confidence radiating from him. “Oh, I can handle more than just a kiss. I promise you’ll be more than satisfied.”

“Is that a challenge?” I asked, my heart racing, eager for his response.

“Consider it an invitation,” he said, his voice low and inviting. “And if you’re lucky, I might surprise you.”

I felt a thrill at his words, the promise of something deeper igniting the air around us. “Well, I do love surprises. Just make sure they’re worth the wait.”

“Trust me, Y/N,” Law whispered, his breath warm against my skin as his lips traced along my neck, sending shivers down my spine. His hands tightened on my waist, pulling me closer as I gripped the back of his head, my fingers tangling in his hair.

He kissed a trail from my collarbone to just beneath my ear, and I stifled a moan, my body trembling under his touch. His smirk brushed against my skin, his voice low and teasing. “You’re holding back,” he murmured, his lips lingering near my ear, “Don’t. I want to hear you.”

I exhaled shakily, feeling my pulse race under his teasing. He pulled back slightly, just enough for his heated gaze to meet mine. “You like it when I do this, don’t you?” he asked, his thumb brushing against my lower lip as his eyes darkened with desire.

I couldn’t find my voice, so I just nodded, breathless. Law’s smirk deepened. He leaned back in, capturing my lips in a kiss that was slow but intense, his hand cradling the back of my neck. I melted into him, lost in the overwhelming heat and need that simmered between us.

As the kiss deepened, he pulled away slightly, his lips hovering over mine. “There’s more I could show you… if we weren’t constantly interrupted,” he whispered, his tone a mix of teasing and promise.

I could feel the heat of his breath still lingering as he slowly let me go, the smirk on his face growing as he watched me catch my breath, clearly amused by the effect he had on me.

Adjusting his sword at his side, he stepped back, his gaze lingering on me for just a moment longer. “This was just a preview,” he said, his tone soft but filled with intent. “The real deal will be soon.”

With that, Law turned and walked away, leaving me standing there in a disheveled mess, my heart still racing. The cool breeze hit me, but somehow Sabo's coat, which I had been wearing, suddenly felt much warmer than before.

I stood there for a moment, trying to collect myself, my fingers brushing my lips where his kiss had left its mark. The promise of more hung in the air, the anticipation of what was to come making my pulse quicken again.

Hours passed, and we all transferred to Bartolomeo's ship. When I tell you it's every fanboy's dream, it truly is. The entire vessel was like a shrine to the Straw Hat crew, with tributes and references in every corner.

“Look around all you like, it’s a loving tribute to all things Straw Hat. Welcome to The Going Luffy,” Bartolomeo said proudly.

“Hey, look!” Luffy shouted, pointing at a replica of the Going Merry. "It has evil eyes!" Zoro remarked, causing me to laugh at the little details.

Every inch of the ship paid homage to us. From Nami's iconic tangerine trees, to Chopper, to Luffy's stretchy arms. But then I spotted something that made me stop in my tracks. "Wait... is that..."

“Yes, Princess!” Bartolomeo beamed, practically vibrating with excitement. "It’s a replica of your sword—the one King gave you! Each gemstone adorning it is perfectly replicated."

I walked closer, inspecting the fine craftsmanship, marveling at how carefully every gem on the blade mirrored the real thing. My fingers lightly brushed over the hilt, impressed by the attention to detail.

"Wow, you really went all out," I said, smiling at Bartolomeo. He blushed furiously, almost tearing up from the praise.

"Anything for the Straw Hat crew, and especially for you, Y/N!" he exclaimed.

Bartholomeo proudly showed us a glass-encased Vivre Card of Luffy, his eyes gleaming with fanboy excitement. Luffy, of course, laughed at the sight. “They’re all fanboys, huh?” Usopp said with a chuckle as we sat down on the sofa. I found myself sitting between Law and Zoro. Zoro was reading the newspaper, his usual calm demeanor intact.

“Bartolomeo, stop wasting time and get to Zou,” Law said, his tone sharp.

I leaned toward him, whispering, “You could be a little nicer, you know.”

Law smirked at me. “I don’t take orders from you.”

Zoro, not even looking up from the paper, muttered, “You should hurry it up.”

Bartolomeo, ever the Straw Hat admirer, gushed, “Of course, Mister Zoro! Right away!”

As the ship set sail, Usopp voiced a concern. “I wonder if the rest of the crew made it safely to the island.”

“They better have,” I added, a twinge of worry in my voice. “I still need to talk to Sanji. I’m sure he’s gone through several packs of cigarettes by now. The last thing he probably heard was me yelling, followed by a gunshot.”

The memory of that moment replayed vividly in my mind, and I could feel a knot of anxiety tightening in my chest. “Nami was with them, though, so I know they didn’t lose their way,” Franky reassured.

“But if Big Mom caught them, that’s going to be bad news,” Franky added.

“Wait, Big Mom attacked the ship?” I asked, my confusion growing.

Usopp nodded, looking at me. “Oh, that’s right. You were already taken by Doflamingo when that happened.”

A wave of realization hit me as I pieced together the events I’d missed. The concern for Sanji and the rest of the crew weighed on me as I sat there between Zoro and Law. A wave of frustration washed over me as I pieced together the events I’d missed. I crossed one leg over the other, letting out a sigh. “I’m definitely going to need the rundown once we get to Zou,” I said, my mind already racing.

Zoro, still absorbed in the paper, looked up. “Hey, Luffy, looks like our bounties just went up.”

“No way!” I exclaimed with a grin. “Let me see!”

Luffy’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Huh! I wanna see!”

Bartolomeo was quick to jump in. “Oh, yeah, I thought you already knew! I’ve got yours up in my room. Come this way!” He motioned dramatically, a red carpet rolling out before us.

“You’re really pulling out all the stops, huh?” I said, laughing as I got up from the sofa.

He led us to where the wanted posters were displayed. “I threw away your wanted poster, Law, but your bounty is up to 500 million.”

Law shrugged, seeming indifferent to the amount.

“And now, gaze upon your own glory!” Bartolomeo exclaimed, presenting the framed posters of each of us. Usopp’s eyes widened, and he pointed. “You framed them?”

“Yeah, along with the autographs you gave me,” Bartolomeo added proudly.

“First up, Strawhat Luffy! 500 million berries!” Bartolomeo declared.

I let out a whistle. “Way to go, Captain!”

“Yeah! I’m getting up there!” Luffy cheered, his usual carefree grin on full display.

“And next, Pirate Hunter Zoro! 320 million berries!” Bartolomeo continued, his voice brimming with excitement.

Zoro smirked, crossing his arms. “Nice! Can we celebrate with a drink?”

I giggled at Zoro’s typical response, but then Bartolomeo’s voice echoed in my ears. “Princess Vinsmoke Y/N! 340 million berries!”

“Wait, what?!” I stopped dead in my tracks, eyes wide with disbelief. “Who the hell is Vinsmoke, and why the hell is that on my name?! That’s not even my last name! These government bastards!”

I groaned in frustration, collapsing onto Zoro’s chest. His hand rested lightly on my back, offering silent support. “And they used the picture with me in the corset dress and tiara?! I just know the guys back on the all-male island and King are having a field day with this image.”

But before I could rant further, Zoro added something that made my blood boil even more. “There’s something else. Your poster says ‘Only Alive.’”

My hands clenched, and I felt the familiar hum of my blades strapped to my thigh halter as they began to glow faintly blue. The anger surged, and my instinct was to prepare for a fight.

“Relax, Y/N,” Zoro said, his voice steady but concerned. “It’s probably just some guy—”

“No!” I growled, cutting him off, my voice sharp with anger. “No way! This Vinsmoke crap is not flying under my radar!”

Bartolomeo, sensing the rising tension, tried to diffuse the situation. “Please, Princess! Let’s not blow up the ship!” It's brand new, and we’re huge fans of yours!” His voice was frantic, as if he genuinely feared the worst.

Zoro, sensing my frustration, pulled me closer, wrapping a strong arm around my waist. “Easy, princess,” he said in a calm, low voice, rubbing my back in a soothing gesture. The gentle contact began to ease the pent-up rage swirling inside me. Slowly, the blue hue of my blades faded away, signaling that I was regaining control.

I let out a frustrated sigh, my fingers brushing my hair back. “I’m so mad, Zo... who the hell is this Vinsmoke guy, and why is my name attached to him?”

Zoro’s smirk grew as he glanced down at me, giving my waist a light squeeze. “Don’t worry about it. Once we head to Zou, we’ll kick his ass twice as hard and get this sorted out in no time,” he said with unwavering confidence.

He then turned to the rest of the crew, his voice booming with pride. “Hey!, the princess’ bounty though!” He held up my wanted poster for all to see, and Bartolomeo’s crew gasped in awe. “340 million berri’s... and that’s what makes you my partner,” Zoro added, smirking as he looked at me with a glint of pride in his eye.

Usopp, always quick to join the banter, piped up. “Sanji’s going to kick your ass so hard for that one, Zoro. He won’t be able to stand it when he hears you claiming her like that!”

Law, standing off to the side, crossed his arms, clearly displeased with Zoro’s comment. “He might not be the only one who takes issue with that.” His voice held a note of challenge, but he stopped short of engaging in another full-blown argument, for now.

I rolled my eyes at the rising tension between them. “Honestly, I’ve got more important things to worry about than your little rivalry,” I muttered, though I couldn’t hide the small smile tugging at my lips.

I couldn’t help but smirk as the tension between Law and Zoro began to fade into the background, and Bartholomeo continued with the bounty announcements.

“Let’s continue!” Bartolomeo said eagerly, his fanboy energy still in full force. “Demon child Nico Robin, 130 million berris! Cyborg Franky, 94 million berris! And... God Usopp, 200 million!”

Usopp’s face immediately turned pale with panic, his eyes wide. “They’re coming after me now!” he wailed, torn between fear and the pride of having such a high bounty. “But that bounty…” His voice wavered, clearly unsure whether he should be thrilled or horrified.

I chuckled as I glanced at his wanted poster. “What’s with that awful picture, Usopp?” I teased lightly, watching him wave his hands frantically.

“Next up, Blackleg Sanji, 177 million berries!” Bartolomeo exclaimed, dramatically presenting the poster.

I leaned in to get a better look, smirking. “And it’s not that terrible drawing anymore!” I said, causing Zoro to mutter something under his breath.

“This sucks, now I can’t make fun of him anymore,” Zoro grumbled, clearly disappointed by the lack of material to tease Sanji with.

I elbowed him lightly, grinning. “I’m sure you’ll find something. You always do,” I teased, knowing how the rivalry between Zoro and Sanji never ceased, regardless of circumstances.

Zoro chuckled again, clearly amused by the banter. "Plenty of material," he repeated, his smirk widening.

Bartholomeo continued with the bounty announcements, his enthusiasm unwavering. “Cat Burglar Nami, 66 million berries!” Nami, ever graceful, struck a confident pose. “She posed for your picture again, huh?” I teased.

“Cotton Candy Lover Chopper, 100 berries!” Bartolomeo exclaimed.

“Soul King Brook, 83 million berries!” Bartolomeo continued, his voice dripping with excitement. “How did he get a show poster as his wanted poster?” Franky said, incredulous as Brook's bounty poster displayed him in a rock star pose.

But the moment quickly shifted when we noticed something peculiar. “Hey, I just realized,” Zoro pointed out, his voice serious again. “Sanji’s poster says ‘Only Alive,’ just like yours, Y/N.”

My eyes widened as I processed this. “Wait, you’re right. Why does it say ‘Only Alive’ for both of us?” I asked, tension creeping back in.

Usopp scratched his head, trying to come up with a theory. “Eh, knowing Sanji, he probably flirted with some girl, and now some guy wants to take him out personally.”

“That actually sounds about right,” Franky added with a grin, clearly entertained by the idea.

The tension broke once more as Luffy, Usopp, and the rest of us started laughing at the thought.

Hours passed, and the sky turned a gloomy gray, the horizon engulfed in thick fog.

“How are all of you seasick? And you call yourselves a pirate crew!” Zoro grumbled, crossing his arms as the Bartolomeo crew all chewed gum, trying to stave off the effects of the choppy waters. Unfortunately, the gum had gotten stuck all over the boat, and I winced at the sight. “This is nasty,” I muttered, attempting to avoid stepping in any of the sticky mess.

“A moving mountain, let’s go—” Luffy started, his excitement bubbling over, but Usopp quickly tried to hush him, panic creeping into his voice. “Hold on, god,” Law said, his tone sarcastic.

Usopp turned around, blushing furiously. “Aww, you don’t have to call me god; must be the 200 million berries, huh?” he shot back, a mix of pride and embarrassment showing on his face.

Just then, Franky appeared out of nowhere behind Usopp, still miffed he hadn’t reached 100 million berries yet. “With a bounty like that, I’m sure the Navy is hot on your trail now,” Law added, raising an eyebrow and a teasing smirk.

Usopp began to reconsider his excitement, looking visibly paler. I couldn’t help but giggle at his reaction.

“Let’s see, the Vivre Card is pointing that way,” Law said, glancing down at the little paper in his hand, which directed us toward our destination.

“It is! Must mean your friends are there too!” Luffy cheered. I hugged Law from the side, my head resting on his chest, feeling a rush of warmth at the thought of reuniting with his crew. “You get to be reunited with Bepo!” I added with a smile.

Law leaned closer, his voice low and playful. “You seem pretty comfortable with him. Just remember, I might get jealous,” he teased, his dark eyes sparkling with mischief.

Before I could respond, both Robin and I turned to Usopp, who looked even paler than before. “Oh my, do you need gum as well?” Robin asked, concern etched on her face.

“I’m fine!” Usopp protested weakly, but his face told a different story.

"They say Zou is naturally resistant to raiders due to the fog and current," Law explained as we sailed further into the mist.

"Wait a minute, are you sure this is Zou?" Luffy asked, squinting at the strange sight before us.

"Then we should leave! Turn this sticky ship around!" Usopp exclaimed, his voice shaking with fear.

"Believe it or not, that's Zou," Law said, and we all stared in awe at the enormous elephant in front of us.

"An elephant... how strange," I remarked, unable to hide my fascination.

"Yeah, the land of Zou rests on the back of the elephant, which is why it’s called a phantom island," Law continued. "Since it’s showing its back, Black Leg’s team must have gotten here long before us."

"So, this whole time it’s been steadily moving away from us," Robin noted, piecing it all together.

"Let’s get ready to disembark," Law commanded, and I felt a rush of excitement.

"Wait! I heard the inhabitants of Zou are hostile," Kanjuro piped up, glancing nervously at Law.

"Yeah, they’re called the Minks. All humans have been banned here," Law confirmed.

"Wowww," I whispered in amazement.

"Hey, is that..." Luffy shouted, pointing excitedly.

"The Sunny!" I echoed, my heart racing with joy. "Finally! I can change out of this and get my sword back too!"

Bartolomeo began freaking out at the sight of our ship. "Ohh good, so they did make it before we did," Robin noted with relief.

"And I don’t see any major damages, which means they avoided Big Mom’s ship," Franky added, giving a sigh of relief.

"Phew, that’s a relief," I said, feeling lighter. Luffy called out for the rest of the crew, including Caesar, and then lunged himself onto the ship, eager to see where everyone could be.

I clenched my left hand and leaped into the air, landing gracefully back on the Sunny. "Ohh, how I’ve missed this," I laughed.

Suddenly, the elephant began to move, causing Luffy and me to sway. "Weee!" we both exclaimed in unison.

"Stop weeing!" Usopp yelled from Bartolomeo's ship, his expression a mix of annoyance and concern.

The elephant then stopped moving, allowing the others to board the Sunny. "Do you see anyone?" Usopp asked, scanning the ship.

"Pretty sure they left," Luffy replied, his voice echoing in the empty space.

I turned to Robin and asked for Sabo’s Vivre Card. She handed it to me, and I said, "Alright, guys, give me a good 10 minutes. I'm going to drop these off and get my sword." With that, I dashed to my room.

Opening the door, I muttered, "Room sweet room! I missed you so!" But when I stepped inside, I noticed that my room looked a bit neater than how I had left it. "Strange?" I said, furrowing my brow.

I made my way to the dresser, pulling out a small hidden box. I carefully placed both Sabo's letter and his Vivre Card inside, sealing it and placing it back. I took off his coat and hung it in the closet, ensuring it was tucked safely between my clothes.

Then I started to look for an outfit, making my way toward the closet when I caught sight of myself in the mirror. The bandages adorned my body once more, a reminder of the battles I’d faced. "Hmm, maybe if I just..." I murmured, reaching to pull the bandages off when—

"Are you ready now for me, princess?" Law's voice cut through my thoughts. I turned to see him casually leaning against the doorframe.

"How the..." I started, but then remembered his Room technique. Never mind.

I walked past him, pulling out a simple white long-sleeve crisscross top that ties in the back, along with a blue ruffled mini skirt. For shoes, I chose my black heeled ankle boots, setting them on the edge of the bed.As I began to unwrap the bandages, I noticed how quickly my right arm had healed, even though the wound had been pretty deep.

With a small smile, I moved on to the bandage on my torso, unwrapping just enough to put on my top. Once I secured it, tying it neatly in the back, I slowly continued to unwrap the remaining portion. Just as I was about to finish, Law stepped forward and stopped my hand, his eyes darkening with desire.

“Doctor?” I teased, arching an eyebrow, my heart racing at his sudden proximity.

“Yes,” he replied, his voice low and charged with intensity. In one swift motion, he backed me against the wall, his forehead resting against mine, creating an intoxicating tension that made my breath hitch.

“You’re making this really difficult,” he said, his gaze locked onto mine, desire flickering in his eyes like a flame.

“Oh? Is that so?” I replied playfully, leaning in closer, reveling in the moment.

"Very," he murmured, his breath brushing tantalizingly close to my lips. I leaned in closer, my breath warming his neck as I placed a soft kiss there, feeling his body tense beneath my touch.

"I'm sure a doctor of your caliber has faced many difficult patients before," I whispered teasingly, my fingers threading through his hair and tugging gently at the back, drawing a low groan from him.

"You like this, don't you?" I asked, watching his usually composed expression falter as his hands began to shake, his usual calm demeanor crumbling. The control he usually held was slipping, and I relished in it.

His focus wavered, and I trailed my hand down to his chest, my fingers brushing over the fabric of his black v-neck dress shirt. Each delicate touch sent a wave of tension and desire through him, his groans deepening. "You’re making this impossible,” he muttered through clenched teeth, his voice strained with want.

I giggled, slipping away playfully, pulling back just enough to let him regain his composure as I turned to grab my skirt. Law’s hungry gaze remained locked on me, his chest rising and falling rapidly, as though he was trying to gather his thoughts.

As I removed the last of my bandages, I made my way to the mirror, studying my torso. The rapid healing was remarkable, and for a moment, I wondered if the ointment used was the same as what I’d applied before. “I healed quickly... what did they use on me?” I thought out loud, admiring the lack of scars.

I slipped into the blue ruffled mini skirt, adjusting it around my hips as it sat low, complementing the white crisscross top that accentuated my chest. Smiling at my reflection, I switched out my heels for the ankle boots. The boots added just the right amount of edge to my look.

Removing the crown from my head, I placed it carefully on the dresser and reached for my sword, grabbing the hidden halter for it as well. One last glance in the mirror ensured my hair and lipstick were in place before I turned, noticing Law still leaning against the wall, trying to recover his breath, his eyes dark with lingering desire.

I smirked, walking over to him, placing a soft kiss on his lips. “I can’t wait to see all those ideas you have for me,” I whispered into his ear, letting my lips brush his neck again. The moan that escaped him sent a thrill through me, his desire evident as his body reacted.

He tried to pull me closer, his hands gripping my waist with possessive intensity, but I giggled softly, slipping from his grasp before he could draw me back in completely.

“Later,” I teased, leaving him wanting more as I made my way out of the room, still feeling the heat of his gaze on my back as I headed to rejoin the crew.

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