#kalifa x reader

[milkcanned]

Hiii, love to see a wlw writer ♡

Could you write some nsfw with Kalifa and a femreader who also works for Cp9? Maybe she infiltrated as a waiter at the same place as Blueno? I just really love Kalifa

one way or another

kalifa finds you off the clock, and though fraternizing isn't permitted among fellow cp9 members, this doesn't count, right?

ft. kalifa x afab!f!reader

thigh riding/grinding, dom!kalifa, sub!reader

word count: 700

a.n: gosh i love her. nami was right wishing for her as a secretary. i need a mature woman like her

You rush around flocks of drunken men as you head to the kitchen to serve mediocre bar food table by table. Really, you didn't know how you found yourself infiltrating as a damn waitress. Frankly, you were jealous of your fellow peers who were able to snag jobs at Galley La. Blueno's decent company, but you don't have much in common with him.

You have trays in both of your hands as you weave around drunks to your next table. You begin to set the tray down and dish out the food & drinks when you're bumped into, spilling drinks all over your uniform. A drunk man around your age grasps your waist to stabilize you, before asking, "You okay, sweetheart?" You grimace and bark out a "Yeah", pushing away from him to the break room. You untie your apron and huff out to Blueno, "I'm clocking out!" Entering the room to change out of your uniform, you once again bump into someone. "Oh, for God's—"

"Hello."

You shuffle back a little to give a genuine, tired smile at Kalifa, someone you found yourself accompanying quite often in your free time. Being the only women in CP9, the two of you were tight knit. Kalifa adjusts her glasses and observes your disheveled form. "You look horrible." She blurts, blunt as ever. You sigh, sitting on a bench. "Yeah, stupid guy out there bumped into me and had the gall to call me sweetheart." She frowns at this, adjusting her glasses once more. "That's sexual harassment." she states in a matter-of-fact tone. You hum in acknowledgment, but nothing else.

"I'll help you out of that." She advances towards you, glancing at your stained uniform. "Oh really that's—" You start, but she's already making quick work of getting your shirt off. Bold as ever. You slip off your skirt and glance up at her, but you find yourself looking at her unreadable expression. You really could never read Kalifa. Your relationship was strictly friendly, but her lingering touches confused you. You part your lips to say something and she narrows her eyes and dips her head a bit, tilting her head with a knowing, domineering gaze. You make the first move, pressing into her soft lips, taking in her cherry lipgloss.

She wraps a hand around your head and deepens the kiss, fogging up her glasses a little. You mewl into the kiss, grasping onto her blazer. She breaks the kiss, lipgloss smeared all over yours and her lips. "Let me handle you." She wipes away the residue and reaches for the waistband of your panties. "Please," you breathe out, peppering kisses on her jaw. Slipping your panties off, she leads you to stand in front of her as she sits elegantly on the bench. You climb onto her lap and connect with her lips again, her hands reaching around to unclasp your bra. You move to straddle her stocking covered thigh, quick to bump and grind on it.

She grabs your chin and pulls you away from her to mutter out, "Just like that." She moves her nimble hands to knead your chest as you move back and forth against her, huffing. "Please, Kalifa. Mm'need more." She feigns sympathy and pouts at you. "Need what?" She drawls with that smooth voice, smirking. "Need youuu.." You mutter, growing frustrated against her leg. She hums, bouncing her knee to grant you more friction, moving her hands to scratch down your back. Your clit bumps steadily against her leg, and you feel your climax approaching rapidly as she moves you up and down. "Kahh— Kalifa!" You cry, leaning on her shoulder. "Mm, are you close?" She smiles, licking the shell of your ear. You whimper in response, clenching your legs around her thigh. "Mm'coming!!" You mewl, feeling the dam inside of you break as your pussy throbs around nothing, slickening up her stockings.

She presses a kiss to your temple as you come down, sighing. You look up at her, as if to ask her, 'What now?' She gives you a knowing smile. "As a member of Cipher Pol 9, I must ensure all members are performing at their best." She reassures you.

[eustasscapitankid]

Eustass Kid x Reader | GN! Challenge: Kikitober 2024 "Body Worship" Rating: Teen & Up Warnings: None Tags: Soft Kid, Blood, Scars Summary: After the battle is over, you share an intimate moment with your lover as you tend to his wounds. Word Count: 479

Light peaks through worn curtains, casting the dim bathroom in an orange glow. Steam fills the air, colored by the warm light it dances up from the tub. White porcelain, smeared with blood. The silence is heavy, overshadowed only by the steady whooshing of water filling the bath. Stooping to test it’s temperature; satisfied, you gather some in a large bowl, placing it on the floor beside him.

Offering silent reassurance your hand cups his cheek, placing on it a soft kiss before returning to your ritual. A cloth dipped in warm water to wash away excess blood. Your fingers brush against his skin as you work, staining them red. There was once a time when these hands would tremble as you wiped away what evidence you could of your battle. Watching his calloused hands do the same, you had learned to steel yourself, for you knew it painful to see. Now, they remained steady as you washed away the sins of battle from his bruised body. The clear water in the bowl now a searing red.

“Come,” you coaxed softly, rising to turn the silver handle and stop the water. Silence now hung in the air, heavier than the hot mist settling around you. He stood, stepping a foot into the tub, sinking his towering frame into the scalding water. A stool positioned at the end of the bath gave you perfect clearance to move to his hair. The wet maroon strands pooled around his face as you rinsed. Soap foamed into pink bubbles, working gently to massage his scalp. Leaning into your touch, his eyes close as if—for a moment—to block out the rest of the world. As you rinse his hair again, it reveals a lighter shade of red.

Heavy lidded eyes opened to watch you reverently. Discarding your clothes to the floor, a large hand outstretched to you—which you accepted, letting him help you into the tub. Gently settling into his lap, the warm water soothing your weary heart. He stared into you, his gaze a mixture of gratitude and guilt, softening under your touch. Fingers tracing his scars. Gliding over his face and down his neck, trailing down his chest, his stomach. Moving to his arm, before kissing his other shoulder.

“Why are you so good to me?” he murmured, a hint of vulnerability tearing through his voice.

“Because,” you replied softly, mimicking his tone, “you’re worth it.” You spoke without missing a beat, your hands snaking around his neck pulling yourself against his chest, water softly rippling with the movement.

Silence between each other promised everything that words could not express. Eye contact that could pierce the strongest metal, felt soft against your face as you gaze up at him from your muscled pillow.

A moment of softness amidst a world filled with cruelty, two souls promising each other sanctuary.

[rollinouttahere-writes]

Platonic Yandere Paulie and little sister reader

Fix This

Yandere Paulie x Little Sister Reader

2.7k words

“I’m gonna kill him,” you panted out between breaths. Dock One of the Galley-La Company had finally come into view, and while you were relieved to have made it here, it was overshadowed by how pissed you were.

Why were you so mad? Because you just spent the past HOUR running from your brother’s gaggle of debt collectors. You aren’t sure who’s more stupid here. His dumbass for continuously taking out loans when he hasn’t paid back a single one yet, or them for being dumb enough to keep giving him money.

It would seem that you’ve got a target on your back purely by association. After years of not being able to get a penny out of him, they’re now trying to shake you down for money. Which, in your humble opinion, was bullshit.

You hop over the rope divider to enter the dock and look around. Paulie isn’t anywhere to be seen. If he’s left to do more gambling, you’re gonna strangle him with his own ropes.

Spotting one of your fellow foremen, you make your way over to him, “Hey Kaku, have you seen Paulie?”

“He’s been pacing the fence looking for you,” Kaku answered before even turning around to face you. Once he did, he looked surprised at your appearance, “You look whacked, did something happen?”

“Oh it’s nothing, I just spent the past hour running from my stupid brother’s bad decisions,” you grumbled. At this moment, all you wanted to do was sit down and catch your breath, but you needed to give Paulie a piece of your mind first. Possibly with your fists.

“There you are! Do you have any idea how late you are?!” 

Speak of the devil. Without even looking at him you could feel your anger spiking again. This guy had the audacity to cop an attitude with you even though he was at fault. Kaku wisely went back to what he was working on, not wanting to be caught in the middle of this.

Paulie stomped closer and grabbed your shoulder to make you face him. With how mad you were, this was a bad move. The second you were turned towards him, you violently shoved him away. You were looking at him with nothing but contempt, and he visibly flinched from how scorching the look was.

He cleared his throat and found the nerve to continue talking, “Don’t give me that look! You’re damn near an hour late, where have you been?”

“Ask your debt collectors,” you seethed. Each word was ground out with malice as you continued to glower at him. 

“What do they have to do with this?” Despite the question, you could tell he already knew what you were getting at. Yet here he was, playing dumb.

You threw your hands up in frustration, “Everything! From the second I left our home they were on my ass! It took me an hour to lose those pricks!” 

“Why would they be after you? Are you also borrowing money?” This guy had the audacity to take on a scolding tone towards you. You want to throttle him.

Your hands shot out and brought him to eye level with you, “No, dumbass! They’re after me because YOU won’t fucking pay them!”

“Hey! Watch your language, that is not lady like at all!”

“This is not about my fucking language! This is about your stupid ass decisions getting me into trouble! If it weren’t for you borrowing money around the damn clock with zero intention of ever paying it back, this wouldn’t happen!” You shoved him away and took a step back.

Paulie fumbled for a minute to find a decent response, “I- I will pay it back, I just need to get lucky is all.” Well, that wasn’t a decent answer at all.

“You can’t be serious,” you stared at him like he was insane, which in this moment you think he was to be honest. “What do you mean you need to ‘get lucky’?! That’s never going to happen, you suck at gambling! You couldn’t win a game of poker even if you knew everyone’s hands!”

“Excuse you! Those games are rigged, that’s all! I just need to figure out how to play the system and I’ll make everything back and then some,” Paulie huffed indignantly.

Something about how he responded made your fury finally reach its boiling point, and you screamed at him, “Of course the games are rigged! That’s how casinos make money: by taking advantage of dumbasses like you!” 

“What’s going on here?”

Both you and Paulie snap your heads toward the new voice. Mortification set it as you recognized your boss standing there. Iceburg just witnessed you getting into a screaming match with your brother at work.

“(Y/N) and Paulie are arguing because (y/n) was chased around the city by his debt collectors,” Kalifa readjusted her glasses while stating this like it was well known information. How she knows all this is beyond you. That woman must have eyes and ears everywhere, you’re sure of it.

Your resentment simmered down, but only from embarrassment. Tears burned at your eyes as you desperately tried to keep them from surfacing. This was humiliating. At the very least, Iceburg was a kind man and didn’t reprimand you. Instead he asked, “Is that why your jacket is torn? Are you hurt?”

“Torn?” That was news to you. Giving yourself a quick once over, you found what he was referring to. The seam on your left shoulder was ripped open. Oh, right. This must have happened when one of them grabbed you. You were able to rip yourself away, but it appears your jacket was a casualty. 

“Yeah, that’s why. I’m not hurt though, just upset,” the jacket was shrugged off. You didn’t want to wear it if it looked like this. You could fix it tonight when you got home.

“It looks like you were hurt, unless that bruise is from something else,” Iceburg stepped closer and stared at your wrist. Sure enough, there was a bruise in its early stages forming on your wrist where you were grabbed. So that’s why it felt sore.

“Oh, yeah I guess that’s where it came from. I didn’t even notice that until now,” you mumbled. You can’t believe those guys caught you off guard enough to do this to you. Last week you took out three pirates with a plank of wood when they tried to skip out on their bill, but some middle aged loan shark managed to get the drop on you. Shameful. 

Kalifa muttered something about this being sexual harassment, and Iceberg nodded in agreement. He gingerly held your wrist to examine it, “Do you want to take the day off? It would be a bad idea to strain this now and make it worse.”

You snatched your wrist away, “No, that’s okay! I’m fine, really! It doesn’t even hurt.” This wasn’t a complete lie. It was more so tender than outright painful. The last thing you wanted was to sit at home and stew on everything that happened, you would much rather be working.

Iceburg raised a brow at this, but mercifully spared your dignity by not forcing the matter. Returning back to his full height, he promised you that he would deal with the debt collectors targeting people that weren’t involved in their dealings. With that, he bid you all farewell and left.

The silence was heavy and uncomfortable. You could feel Paulie’s eyes on you, but you didn’t want to face him, lest you two start fighting again. 

“I uh- I’ve got a job for us to work on together today, we should get started on that,” you took solace in the fact that he sounded as uncomfortable as you felt.

“Sorry, I already told Kaku I would work with him today, actually,” you lied through your teeth. Working with Paulie would be a horrible idea right now, you can’t imagine why he thinks it’s a good one.

“Seriously? Come on, (y/n), I know you’re mad but don’t be like this. It’s not a big deal, we can talk about it while we work.”

“Not a big deal?!” You snapped. Shit, you’re yelling again. Taking a deep breath in an attempt to calm down, you continue, “It’s a big deal to me. I mean it. If you don’t get your shit together and get your debts straightened out soon, I’m going to leave.” 

Being harassed by his enemies is something you’ve been dealing with since you were a kid. Back then they would just follow you around for an intimidation effect, but it seems like the gloves have come off now that you’re an adult. Years of this have worn you down, and now you’re at a breaking point.

“The hell do you mean you’re going to leave?” His voice sounded shockingly cold, you’re not sure you’ve ever heard him talk like that. Especially not to you.

“I mean that if this happens again, I will leave Water 7,” you looked him dead in the eyes, daring him to challenge you.

“You don’t mean that.”

“Yes, Paulie, I do. With my resume I could get a job at any shipyard in the world, so don’t test me,” you didn’t break eye contact once, hoping to get across how serious you are.

He was the first to look away. “I’ll get it taken care of,” is all he said before walking away.

Letting out a breath you didn’t even realize you were holding, you join Kaku with picking out lumber for some ship repairs, “Thanks for not ratting me out.”

“It makes no odds,” he reassured you. Kaku quickly glanced around and then leaned down to whisper, “I have to ask though, did you mean what you said about leaving, or was that all horsefeathers?”

Horsefeathers? You assume that means something along the lines of bullshit. Whatever, Kaku says weird shit all the time. You shrugged, “I dunno, maybe? I don’t really want to leave; I love living here, but I don’t want to spend my life facing the consequences of someone else’s actions, you know?”

Kaku hummed in acknowledgement and nodded, “That holds water, I understand you wanting to. Besides, a change of pace might be good for you.”

“You think so?” Honestly, you hadn’t expected him to agree and encourage you. It was nice though to have someone supporting you.

“Sure do! Paulie’s been in the ketchup for so long that I can’t imagine him getting out any time soon. Perhaps you leaving would kick him into gear?”

“In the ketchup?” You laughed, “I swear you’re making half these weird things you say up!”

“Am not! It’s a real saying, young lady!” His tone was scolding, but in a playful way.

“We’re like the same age, don’t call me ‘young lady’!” You elbowed him in the side. 

You two fell into a comfortable and casual banter for the rest of the day, which was refreshing. It really helped to take your mind off the problem at hand and cool off. By the time you were ready to go home, you were feeling calm enough to be able to have a reasonable discussion with Paulie.

That’s not to say you weren’t still upset, but you don’t think you’ll be yelling at him anymore. Unless he says something stupid, but at that point whatever happens isn’t on you.

Typically, you’ll walk home together. In the mornings he leaves before you do since he has some extra duties, but in the evening you’ll usually leave together. Sometimes even stopping to get food on the way back. Tonight, though, he was already gone. Internally, you cringe. Is he still mad? You suppose it’s possible, you could tell that what you said about leaving really hurt him.

Walking back alone made you a bit anxious after what happened this morning. You were constantly looking over your shoulder to make sure you weren’t being tailed. Fortunately, you weren’t seeing anything suspicious. Did Iceburg really take care of this that quickly? Or maybe Kalifa handled it. Her kicks were no joke, that’s for sure.

Entering your shared home, you’re surprised to see that Paulie isn’t home yet. Was he avoiding you? How mature. Rolling your eyes, you toss your torn jacket onto the couch and go rummaging through the closet for the sewing kit you keep on hand for basic repairs.

You’d barely had a chance to start stitching the seam when the front door opened. Paulie came in looking annoyed. He didn’t appear to even see you as he stomped into the kitchen to grab something from the fridge. A beer, presumably. You sighed and resumed repairing your jacket.

His footsteps came towards the living room and came to a stop in the archway. It was silent for a moment, “You’re home?”

“Yep,” you replied. Why does he sound so surprised? Did he think you were just going to peace out after work? 

Paulie joined you on the couch, the cushions dipping under his weight. You still hadn’t looked at him. The silence wasn’t comfortable, but it wasn’t as tense as it was at the shipyard. He took a long drink from his beer, “Please don’t leave.”

“Don’t drag me into your problems then. If it wasn’t for that I wouldn’t be thinking about it,” you answered stiffly.

“It’s not going to happen again, I took care of it.”

You scoffed, “You took care of it on the way home? What? Did you rob a bank? Or maybe some pirates?” Pulling the invisible stitch tight, you finally look his way. His hair is a mess and his clothes are dirtier than usual. Most noticeably, his knuckles were bloody. “What did you do?”

“I took care of it,” he repeated. 

“How?” You pressed.

“That doesn’t matter, what matters is you promising that you aren’t going to leave,” he took another drink.

“It does matter, I want to know what happened!” From the context clues, it looks like he jumped them. You’re not exactly fond of those people, but they are just trying to get their money back. Beating the shit out of them feels excessive.

Paulie grabbed your face, forcing you to keep looking at him, “Promise me that you aren’t leaving! You can’t leave!”

You wrenched your face away, “God, fine! I promise! Now will you talk to me?” Paulie didn’t answer, instead looking away. You huffed in aggravation, “And what do you mean ‘I can’t leave’? I could if I wanted to.”

That got his attention. His head snapped back to you, his expression was fierce, “No. You. Can’t. You’re just a little girl. There’s a lot of horrible men out there that will take advantage of you the second they get the chance. You need to be here, with me, so I can protect you.” He didn’t yell, but his words were so venomous that it made you flinch regardless. 

“Excuse me? I’m not a little girl, I’m a grown woman and I can handle myself just fine! I really don’t care for this sexist bullshit from you,” you stood abruptly with your repaired jacket in hand. If he was going to be like this, then you were going to go for a walk until he stopped with the misogyny.

You didn’t make it more than five feet before a rope was wrapped around your chest and yanked you back onto the couch. Whipping your head to Paulie, you made no effort to hide how pissed you were, “What the hell are you doing?! Untie me!”

“I thought you could handle yourself?” Paulie wasn’t even paying that much attention to you, instead casually continuing to sip on his beer. He was an expert knot tier, getting out of his clutches without something to cut the ropes was no easy task and he damn well knew that.

“This isn’t funny, let me go!” Your attempts to free yourself are futile. The knots only tighten more as you struggle.

“I’m not letting you go. You are never leaving, and the sooner you accept that, the better,” he states coldly, making no move to ease up the ropes. You can only gawk at him. This wasn’t your brother, he would never speak to you like this. Did your threat to leave really bother him that much?

You’re going to have to proceed extremely carefully if you want to get out of this situation.

[vinsmokesangio]

is any one piece writer accepting requests??? i’m dying to read a story of Kalifa x Sanji 🫠🤪 the chemistry between then got me AaaaaAaaaaaa

[cinnbar-bun]

Competition (Jabra x Reader x Lucci)

Summary: Jabra and Lucci are always going at it. After Fukurou's embarrassing gossip, the two decide to have you settle the competition...

In their own, unique, wild way, of course.

Rating: NSFW this is smutty smut smut

Notes: Aggressive sex, Zoan form sex, competition, threesome, spitroasting, rimming, and anal. Reader is AMAB but GN. Lucci and Jabra are aggressive, petty assholes but it's consensual. Some degrading language. Surprisingly soft-ish aftercare and cuddles.

Word Count: ~2.3k

Requested. Thank you for requesting, dear! Please enjoy <3

You can read on my AO3 here!

You strolled into Enies Lobby with everyone’s lunch order. You whistled as you greeted some of the other soldiers and office workers within headquarters until you finally reached the small office where your fellow CP9 officers were sitting. 

“Hey guys, brought lunch,” you say, happily placing their usual orders onto the table. Kaku is the first to thank you and get his food. The other members follow, save for two. 

You look around in confusion as you begin to dig into your food. 

“Where’s Lucci? And Jabra?” You ask, wondering why they aren’t here despite them usually being the biggest sticklers for lunch. 

“Oh, you know, probably hashing it out or something. No need to worry,” Kaku shrugs. 

“Although, today they did seem even more annoying than usual,” Kalifa sighed and shook her head. 

You partially agree with Kaku and Kalifa and are about to continue eating when the door slams open and a stern looking Lucci strolls in with an angry Jabra following behind. 

“You’re just jealous! That’s what it is, you stupid cat!” Jabra yells, a wide smirk on his face as if he had just bested Lucci. 

“What are you yapping about, you dog?” Lucci retorts while he swipes his food and sits on a chair. “You sound utterly ridiculous.” 

Jabra howls with laughter. “Of course! That’s what this whoooole thing is about! You’re just jealous!” 

The rest of you look in confusion between the Lucci and Jabra, unsure of what to even think or say. 

“Um, hey, what’s going on-” 

“Can it, giraffe!” Jabra cuts Kaku off. “I’m dealing with him! He just can’t help it that I’m sexier and better than him!” 

“Didn’t your girlfriend leave you for Lucci?” Fukurou mentions, making Jabra stomp his feet and glare at the round man. 

“Shut up, will ya? She didn’t mean anything! And I dumped her! Not the other way around! She was just so heartbroken she felt she had to go to Lucci!” Jabra screamed, his face red with anger. Lucci barely reacted, continuing to eat, which made Jabra point enthusiastically at Lucci. “See? He’s speechless! Cuz he knows I’m the one that’s a better man!” 

“Does that sort of thing really matter…?” Kaku asked, scratching his cheek as he pondered the conversation. “What do you think, (Y/n)?” 

All eyes turn on you and you shrink into your seat as Jabra and Lucci’s eyes bore into you heavily. You awkwardly laugh and try to figure out the best way to diffuse the situation without exposing yourself too much.

“W-well, I think both have their merits and-” 

“But I’m better than that stupid cat!” “It’s obvious I’m far superior to that whining dog.” 

The two men again furrow their brows at each other before returning to you, wanting you to pick a side. 

“I think you two are both great, and anyone would be lucky to-” 

“(Y/n), duh, they both like you!” Fukurou interrupts, and for a second, the tension in the room is so thick you could cut it with a knife. Jabra is the first to react, walking over to Fukurou and attempting to choke the life out of him. 

“Why I oughta-!” 

“Get out. Everyone. Get out,” Lucci states, his voice not raising an octave, but still showing his immense rage. The rest of CP9 and you pack up your lunches and hurriedly begin to exit before Lucci calls your name. “You. Stay.” 

You feel like a trained housepet now and sit back down, unsure of what’s gonna happen next. But you know for certain that whatever will happen will most likely be another fight. 

“Great job, Mr. Subtle! You totally proved their points!” Jabra hissed. 

“I don’t give a shit about what they think. If they say anything, then they’ll die, simple as that,” Lucci harshly chides. 

You jump in your seat at this conversation- were these two confirming that they did, in fact, like you? The thought is too much to bear as you watch Jabra and Lucci continue to hash it out. 

“Face it, you just know (Y/n) likes me more!” Jabra cackles, and Lucci removes his hat. “We even slept together!” 

For the second time in under five minutes, your heart nearly stops as Lucci’s eyes snap to you, practically seeing red. 

“N-no, we have not and-” you try to save yourself from Jabra’s lies. 

“Come on, (Y/n), why don’t you go admit it? Tell him I’m better, that you like me more!” Jabra exclaims, while Lucci stands up to go toe to toe with Jabra. 

In some sick, twisted way, you’re enjoying how the two are arguing over your attention. You gawk as they hurl more insults to each other, before they both have the same idea to shift into their Zoan forms. Jabra’s wolf form and Lucci’s leopard form tower over you as they smash their heads together and growl. 

“You better-” Jabra begins before he sniffs the air. He starts to practically drool as he licks his lips. “What’s that smell?” 

Lucci follows right after and sniffs for a brief moment. He freezes and his eyes narrow as he looks at you. “It’s them.” 

You glance around in confusion, unsure what they’re talking about. Jabra’s eyes widen in delight as he nods, finally agreeing with his rival on something. 

“You’re right! It is!” “What do you mean?” You ask nervously, sniffing yourself to make sure you don’t smell bad. You don’t smell anything strange or different, so you look back at them in confusion before Lucci steps closer to you, the beastmen leering at you like predators to a meal. 

“Strip.” 

--

It’s a miracle you’re still alive at this rate. Lucci’s thick member is shoved unceremoniously down your throat as his claws yank at your hair. In between bouts of abusing your throat, he runs his nails through your head, as if petting you and rewarding you for sucking him off so well. His hands alternate between that gentle stroking and petting, to the rough tugging when he feels you’re too slow. 

“Good slut,” he hums proudly at how you’re doing. You can hardly breathe as he bucks his hips faster, but the taste of his slick and the pleasure of being dominated by your two colleagues makes your eyes roll to the back of your head. Jabra growls jealously and has his claws dig into your round ass. 

“Focus on me, damn it! Else I’ll just skip the foreplay and eat you alive!” He threatens. You pathetically moan in response, while Lucci smirks. 

“Sorry, dog, they’re too busy choking on me,” Lucci’s lips curl up deviously. “It must be so sad to be smaller than me.” 

“Smaller?! I’ll have you know that I’m definitely bigger!” Jabra snarls as he crouches down behind you. “You’re just upset you can’t fuck them first!” 

“Screw you,” Lucci growls. 

“Up yours, cat,” Jabra huffs before he licks his lips then dives into your ass. His tongue swirls around your anus, causing you to jolt at the contact. Jabra chuckles, and Lucci smirks at the bewildered expression on your face. Despite Jabra causing you to feel that, Lucci can’t help but enjoy your flustered face. His mind drifts to the fact they both like you in this position- but like hell he would ever admit that out loud. He pushes it aside and continues to have you suck him off. 

Jabra licks your behind with enthusiasm, his claws digging in between your thighs to spread them apart farther for him. You whine and moan around Lucci’s cock, making the assassin grip your hair tightly and throw his head back. He’d never dare let out a sound to show you that he was actually enjoying this, but in your dazed state, you could hardly notice that. 

It isn’t until a while later that Jabra finally stops teasing you and inserts his tongue into your anus. Your legs and arms wobble at the contact, causing Lucci to yank you by your hair so you could get some support. 

“Enjoying it, dear?” Jabra cooed sadistically. You mumble out a ‘mhm’, but Lucci refuses to let Jabra be praised in his vicinity and thrusts farther into your mouth this time to silence you. Jabra glares. “You asshole.” 

“Shut up. I don’t wanna hear your voice when they’re busy with me. I want to actually finish.” 

Jabra removes his mouth from your behind and decides to line his member up to your entrance. 

“Oh yeah? They’ll be too busy enjoying this to care about you!” Jabra states as he enters you. The stretch from his large girth is astounding, making you struggle to breathe as Jabra fills you inside. “Oooh, tight~! Practically sucking me in!”

Jabra leers at Lucci. “Bet you wish you were here, huh?” 

“Shut up,” Lucci snarls. 

Jabra, despite his large form and sadistic tendencies, pumps himself slightly inside you- as if wanting to spare you from a world of pain. “Easy there, dearie, if you tremble so much and keep being so tight, I might just snap you in half!” 

He chuckles as one large hand reaches around you and grips your member, running his thumb up and down your shaft. 

“Don’t worry, you’re a precious meal I’m going to savor~,” he snickers, before he begins to move his hips. 

The wind is knocked out of your lungs as you feel the two beastmen thrust into you wildly. Lucci’s claws are grasping at your hair to guide your mouth, while Jabra pounds into you and strokes your dick with every thrust. 

The pleasure is too much- too much it almost hurts. Lucci looks down at you with a wild look in his eyes as he shakes his head. 

“Don’t get sloppy now. You do that, I’ll punish you more,” he threatens. His voice breaks into a soft groan as you attempt to place your hands on his hips to leverage yourself better to take him and Jabra. 

Jabra howls with laughter as he picks up the pace, eager to finish soon. 

“You’re getting worked up! I can smell your scent getting stronger,” Jabra teased. 

“Oh? You enjoyed being used like a toy for us?” Lucci interjects. “What a good worker. You know your place beneath us.” 

“Damn right it is!” Jabra agrees. Both of them enjoy how your face heats up and how you tremble from the pleasure. The two shoot a competitive glance at each other before harrumphing and staying silent. They refuse to admit they feel the same in this situation, even so close. 

“Now go on, (Y/n), be a good little whore and finish soon,” Lucci commands. 

“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” Jabra adds. “I’ll make sure to clean you up nice and well when you cum.” 

Their dirty ramblings and threats make your heart race as you do your best to bob on Lucci’s cock while moving your hips back to meet Jabra. 

“Ah, shit-,” Jabra cries. “You’re like a bitch in heat!” 

“My bitch in heat,” Lucci corrects. Jabra growls and moves his hips faster. 

“Not for long,” Jabra smirks as he grabs your hips to anchor you down. “You’re gonna take it all.” 

The two men get sloppier with their movements, a sign that they’re approaching their climax. Jabra sends a hand flying to your ass, leaving both men cackling at the noise you made and the way you jumped. Lucci’s hand is shaking as he grips your head. 

“Swallow all of it, or else,” Lucci says as a final warning before his hips stutter. Jabra grips you tighter while making sure to jack you off faster. 

“Go on, we know you want to~,” Jabra coos to you. The pressure in your stomach finally boils over as you finish with a loud, garbled moan. You release into Jabra’s hands as he excitedly licks his fingers coated with your essence clean. “Shit, taste better than anything I know.” 

Lucci stops his frantic pace and decides to slam into your mouth. As if the two are reading each other’s minds, Jabra begins to do the same.

One. Two. Three. 

They both throw their heads back and let out animalistic cries. You choke on Lucci’s heavy amounts of cum while feeling Jabra’s release drip down your legs. Even in your fucked out state, you can’t disobey. You try to swallow every drop, nearly gagging at the salty taste. 

Lucci finally releases your head and you drop to the floor pathetically, filled from both ends. 

Jabra pulls himself out and chuckles. 

“Don’t think we’re done yet, sweetheart. You still gotta choose who’s better,” he sneers, as him and Lucci switch places. 

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You aren’t sure how long it’s been since the two continued their competition. Even as Jabra throws you over his shoulders, him and Lucci are still arguing as if they didn’t just have marathon sex with you. 

“I think this just goes to show I’m better at sex than you,” Jabra points. 

“Right, you dumb dog. You could hardly last,” Lucci smirks. 

“You two… please… stop…” you mumble, tired beyond belief. The two shut up, not before glancing at each other, as they gruffly walk to your room. Jabra lays you on the bed and they’re about to continue their fight elsewhere when you grip their arms. “Can you both stay? You’re so warm and fuzzy.” 

It’s obvious you’re delirious, so the two men sigh and crawl into the bed with you, not before returning to their Zoan forms. Jabra wraps an arm around your waist while Lucci simply lays beside you and strokes your hair once in a while. 

“Hmph. You lasted a lot longer than I thought,” Jabra comments. 

“Agreed. I’m surprised at your resilience,” Lucci awkwardly adds. It’s probably the best compliment he’ll ever give you, but in this moment, it’s all you need. You snuggle into your sheets besides them and feel yourself slowly drift to sleep between them. 

“They like me more,” Jabra says to get the final word in. 

“Shut up.” 

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REQUEST MASTERLIST! (REDONE)

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What fandoms I will write for;

-Lego Monkie Kid

-One Piece

-One Punch Man

-Assassination Classroom (limited characters)

-COD (call of duty, any game)

-ATSV (across the spiderverse)

-TADC (the amazing digital circus)

-Dandy’s World

-Pressure (only like three characters I’ll write for💔)

-Regretevator

What fandoms i won’t write for;

-Genshin Impact/Honkai impact

-Seven Deadly Sins

-Obey Me/Obey Me nightbringer

-FNF (Friday night funkin)

-MHA (my hero academia)

-Hazbin Hotel/Helluva boss

-other fandoms that have problematic backgrounds

WHAT I WILL WRITE!!!

-platonic

-light angst

-fluff

-slightly suggestive content (will have a warning)

-slightly suggestive content (not full on nfsw)

-childhood romance (no suggestive stuff)

-teen romance (no suggestive stuff)

-Reader x character

-character x character (very rarely)

-character x Reader x character

-polycules/polyamory (multiple characters x reader)

-T4T (trans for trans relationships)

-F4F (femme for femme relationship)

-M4M (masc for masc relationship)

-F4TF (femme for trans femme)

-F4TM (femme for trans masc)

-F4TNB (femme for trans non binary)

-F4A (femme for any)

-M4TF (masc for trans femme)

-M4TM (masc for trans masc)

-M4TNB (masc for trans non binary)

-M4A (masc for any)

-LGBTQ content

-Yandere Content (not extreme)

WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE!!!

- major nsfw

-r@pe/noncon/dubcon

-cnc (consensual non-consent)

-child x adult

-abusive scenarios

-anything to do with children involved in anything sexual

-racism

-ableism

-unsanitary fetishes (i.e. scat, wound f*cking, etc)

-severe angst

-s*icide & s*lf h*rm

- extreme Yandere stuff (r@pe, cannibalism, etc)

CHARACTER’S I’LL BE WRITING FOR

LEGO MONKIE KID

- MK (Qi Xioatian)

-Mei Dragon

-Redson

-Sun Wukong

-Six Eared Macaque

-Ao Lie

-Lady Bone Demon

-The Mayor

-Yin & Jin

-Tang

-Pigsy (mostly platonic)

-Sandy (mostly platonic)

-Nezha (platonic)

-Bai He (platonic)

ONE PIECE

- Monkey D. Luffy

-Vinsmoke Sanji

-Roronora Zoro

-Usopp

-Nico Robin

-Franky

-Chopper (platonic)

-Nami

-Jinbei

-Donquixte Doflamingo

-Donquixte Rosiante

-Boa Hancock

-Dracule Mihawk

-Crocodile

-Shanks

-Rayleigh

-Portgaz D. Ace

-Marco

-Thatch

-Izou

-Edward Newgate, Whitebeard (mostly platonic)

-Eustass Kidd

-Jewelry Bonney

-Killer

-Sabo

-Trafalgar Law

-Buggy

-Smoker

-Rob Luci

-Kalifa

-Yamato

-Perona

-Shaci

-Penguin

-Bepo (platonic)

ONE PUNCH MAN

-Saitama

-Genos

-Garou

-King

-Child Emporer (platonic)

-Metal Bat

-Speed O’ Sound Sonic

-Mumen Rider

-Watchdog Man (mostly platonic)

-Fubuki

-Atomic Samurai

-Lord Boros

-Bang

-Zombieman

-Flashy Flash

-Sweet Mask

-Charanko

COD - CALL OF DUTY (MW2/3)

-Simon “Ghost” Riley

-John “Soap” MacTavish

-John “Captain” Price

-Horangi (Hong-Jin)

-König

-Nikolai

-Valeria Garza/El Sin Nombre (F4F/NB/AFAB)

-Alejandro Vargas

-Phillip Graves

-Farah Karim

-Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

-Kate Laswell (F4F)

-Gary “Roach” Sanderson

ATSV - ACROSS THE SPIDERVERSE

-Miles Morales (platonic/fluff)

-Gwen Stacy (Platonic/Fluff)

-Pavitr Prabhakar (platonic/fluff)

-Prowler Miles (platonic/fuff)

-Peter B. Parker

-Jess Drew

-Miguel O’Hara

-Hobie Brown

TADC - THE AMAZING DIGITAL CIRCUS

-Pomni

-Jax

-Zooble

-Kaufmo

-Ragatha

-Gangle

-Caine

-Kinger

Dandy’s World

- Dandy

- Astro

- Vee

- Shelly

- Sprout

- Pebble (platonic)

- Glisten

- Flutter (platonic)

- Toodles (platonic)

- Rodger

- Teagan

- Brightney

- Scraps

- Goob

- Boxten

- Poppy

-Cosmo

- Finn

- Razzle & Dazzle (can be semi-poly)

- Shrimpo

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IF YOU DON’T SEE ANY CHARACTERS OF INTERESTS YOU CAN ASK IF I’LL WRITE THEM! ^^

please as well reread the will/won’t write section if you’re feeling unsure!

[kingofthepirates13]

Off-Day: Iceberg x Wife!Reader

AN: Here is my first one-shot, this is a personal one, I hope everyone likes it! This is also pre Water 7, so Kalifa is in it. It's not too long as I am trying to make myself more comfortable with writing again.

Iceberg turned over in bed, looking at the woman next to him. 

She was everything he ever wanted, and being with her made everything better. From her beautiful h/c hair, to her e/c eyes that glimmer like diamonds when she was near him. 

She wasn’t awake yet, and Iceberg made sure to move quietly, so as to not wake her. 

He picked up his den-den Mushi, it rang consistently, until he heard it be picked up. 

“Yes?” Kalifa’s voice rang out from the other end of the call. 

“Wah, Kalifa, please cancel all of my appointments for today.” He said, looking over at Tyrannosaurus, who was asleep on the window seal. 

“Alright, done, sir. Is everything okay?” 

“Yes, I just think I should spend some time with my wife.” 

Kalifa chuckled, “Alright, got it sir, enjoy your day today.” 

Iceberg hung up and placed the den-den Mushi down, sighing. He looked back over and saw his wife was awake. 

“Honey, is everything okay?” You asked, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. 

“Yes, dear, Kalifa was just telling me my only appointment canceled today, so we can spend the day together.” He smiled at you. 

“Awe, that’s great dear. I am happy…” You got close to him and put your arms around him. 

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Iceberg looked up at his wife, now cooking at the stove. The smell of the meat hit his nose, and he smiled. He wasn’t normally a big fan of the taste, but somehow she turned it into something that was delicious. She always did. 

“Would you like eggs too?” You asked him. 

“Wah, yes please, my dear.” He went back to looking at the schematics of the new ship he wanted to build eventually. 

You smiled to yourself, stealing a glance at him. He seemed lost in thought. You wondered if he knew you heard the entire conversation with Kalifa. You went back to cooking, grabbing two eggs from the carton. 

This was bliss. 

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[emptystove]

Sparrow - Ch 4

One Piece Fanfic (Drama/Romance/Suspense)

Pairings: E. Kid x Reader, Sabo x Reader, Lucci x Reader (one sided)

Rating: EXPLICIT, 18+ ONLY

Chapter Summary: Decisions are being made by all parties in NWC.

Links to AO3, Wattpad -- Fanfic Master List

Chapter 4: Decisions, Decisions

CP9 Headquarters, NWC Central District

It had already been too long. 

The chances of finding you decreased the longer you were missing. The thought of being out of arms reach of you for this long was painful enough, and he knew it would only get worse as time marched on. Watching you, touching you, savoring your scent. His memories of you weren't enough anymore. Being in your presence and experiencing something new from you, it was the only way he could calm his tormented mind. 

And finally tasting you again. After so very long. If that didn't make him lose himself, the look on your face after he kissed you certainly did. You actually smiled at him. And it wasn't the wry grin you wore when you thought you were being cheeky, it was genuine happiness, contentment. He had only seen you look at him like that once before, and like a sickness invading his very being, it left the feeling of something warm blooming in his chest. Something more than the feral desires you always seemed to elicit from him. 

God, he wanted that feeling back. He would do anything to see you look at him like that again. And if he couldn't have that, he would have the next best thing. He would break through your icy shell like he had done so many times before. He would make you feel something for him as intensely as he felt for you. And if he couldn't have your adoration, he would gladly accept your fear. As long as the intensity was enough. As long as you felt it only for him. He would make you experience fear like you never had before. You deserved it after everything you did to him. 

They would know that fear soon enough, everyone who dared to help in your foolish escape. 

If you didn't have help, he would have already had you back where you belonged. He would be providing you with the appropriate punishment at this very moment. His nostrils flared at the thought. 

"Are you even listening to me?"

How long had she been standing there droning on?

"Report," Lucci demanded coldly. 

Kalifa's posture remained poised and professional even as she let out an exasperated sigh. "We tracked her signal to an abandoned warehouse on the edge of the West District city limits. It seems her tracker was removed and left there. We were able to leverage a few other departments to assist in raiding the remaining safe houses we know about, but there has been no other trace of her."

Lucci sat at the small conference table with one leg crossed over the other. He remained staring out the window as she spoke, taking in the quiet city below. 

"You really made a mess of this one. I don't know how you got your little project approved in the first place. She was never going to be one of us, especially with you training her. If you wanted a pet, you should have locked it up at home, not brought it in and pretended to give it a job."

Lucci turned a menacing eye toward Kalifa. "If there's nothing else." 

Time, it seemed, was not on his side. He didn't care to entertain whatever misplaced opinions she had, especially when it came to him and especially when it came to you. No, the longer you spent away from him the more time those terrorists had to fill your pretty little head with lies. It didn't matter what you were before he found you. You belonged with him now. She may have been right about one thing though. He should have kept you locked away where no one could find you. 

"There is one other thing," Kalifa's tone maintained it's callous professionalism. "Orders from above are to kill her on sight. After your embarrassing display in the subway, they don't want to risk her giving away information about our organization."

"She didn't know anything vital. Even if she told them everything she knew, it wouldn't give them an advantage over us."

"I think you and I both know her very existence gives them an advantage over you." She watched him carefully behind her pristine glasses. "Even if I'm wrong about that, would you actually consider going against their orders?"

Lucci stood and fully turned to face his fellow CP9 member. When he spoke, his tone was as cold and callous as hers was. "We're intelligence officers... We don't care who we face if we have orders."

"Good. Now that that is clear, I'm heading down to finished questioning the criminals we picked up from the station. They aren't anyone we have files on, likely new recruits. We will have to be efficient if we are to get anything out of them before they expire. I really wish you had been more careful with them, but I supposed it's rare for you to leave anyone breathing at all."

"I'll speak with them as well."

Kalifa turned to leave but shot Lucci one last glare in warning. "Fine, but don't expect to use that machine on them. Besides the fact that using it on your little Sparrow started this whole mess, Vegapunk has them restricted from use after one of the prototypes went missing." 

Lucci's eyes narrowed. She turned to exit without waiting more than a moment for a response. If she suspected him of anything more than she had already explicitly stated, there was no way she was willing to confront him or report him to anyone else. Despite how she held herself, it was clear that she was afraid of him. 

He saw her fear through her plastic façade, and it disgusted him. It was so pathetically basic. He remembered the fear on the faces of those who took you from him. It was palpable. He could smell it even as they hid themselves like rats in the shadows. Their fear wasn't misplaced though. For those who managed to remain alive, he looked forward to watching that expression cement into their features as they left this life. 

They wouldn't answer his questions. If the flame emperor was involved, and he was, the fodder he left behind wouldn't know anything of worth. That didn't mean they were completely useless though. 

Whatever he decided to do next, he would have to be careful. He had to get to you before any other agents could. Once he had you back, he could lock you away where no one else could touch you again. Whether it was the RA, the government, or any other pest who thought they could keep you away from him, it didn't matter. He would cage his Sparrow again no matter who tried to stop him. 

Before he could make any of that happen, he had one more thing he needed to do while it was still fresh in his mind. 

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Kid's Body Shop, NWC South District

"What the hell is this?" 

Kid moved to the side and turned towards the kitchen entrance, allowing you to see two slightly flustered blonds in the doorway. 

Before either of you could answer, Sabo took quick strides to where you still sat atop the kitchen counter. "When we saw you weren't in the office..."

He trailed off as he took in the sight of you. You were calm, and despite the alcohol you were holding, it was obvious now that you were just here attempting to clean yourself up. 

"I need to tell you something, and it might be difficult to hear," Sabo began, shifting his gaze to his own feet.

"I already know," you replied matter-of-factly. 

Sabo and Killer turned to glare at Kid. 

"What the hell, Eustass?" Sabo's frustration was felt in every word. "I thought we agreed-"

Kid dramatically rolled his eyes at the blond before interrupting him. "I didn't agree to shit, and I didn't tell her either."

"I picked the locks on my handcuffs and listened to everything you said from the hallway," you stated calmly before taking another sip of your beer and glancing back towards Kid. "You really should invest in better restraints if you plan on trying to tie me up again."

Kid raised a brow and sent you a wicked grin that Sabo didn't miss. Before either of them could respond, Killer broke the tension. 

"You seem awfully calm about all of this."

"Yeah, I guess I should probably be freaking out, huh?" You replied thoughtfully before turning to Sabo. "I'm not sure why you would lie, but I'm not sure I believe it. Either way, it seems like you don't want to torture or kill me right now, so it's a big step up from Cipher Pol."

Sabo fumbled with his wallet a few moments before freeing a small item and handing it to you. 

It was a photograph. The edges were worn, and it had a slight discoloration from what looked like being left in the sun for too long. In the center, there were two people laughing, each with an arm around the other's shoulder. A blond boy with bright blue eyes who looked around seventeen and a slightly younger girl. That strange feeling of familiarity was creeping back into your gut. You brushed your thumb across the smaller of the two deliriously happy figures in your hands. It was you. 

"That's, uh," you started, pausing to let out a long sigh. "Ok, so maybe I do believe it."

It made sense. Even without the photographic evidence of you being all chummy with the second most powerful person in the Revolutionary Army, it made sense. You hated your life with CP9, and it only took a year with them to risk death over staying there another minute. They never gave you any details about yourself more than what was necessary. At the time, you assumed it was because they were all assholes who cared more about their orders than their own people. Well, that was true, but the secrecy could all too easily be explained by the fact that they didn't actually know any details about you. You hated how easily you accepted their lies, but at the time being one of them had made sense. You already had the skills of an agent ingrained in you, even if you didn't have your memory. That along with who you saw when you first woke up and what you saw him doing... 

"So what happens now?" 

You needed to stop dwelling on things in the past that you couldn't hope to change, and you needed to start looking to the future. You definitely had things you wanted. Getting your memories back was still number one on your list, but now you had a second goal that might be more attainable. The only problem was you didn't know enough about the people in this room. Before you would let them in on your intensions, you needed to trust that they wouldn't try to stop you when the time came. 

"Right now, we have to prioritize keeping you safe and hidden from the government. And as soon as we can, I'd like to get you looked at by a doctor."

You perked up a bit at that idea. "To look at my brain?" 

"Exactly," Sabo grinned. "We are going to do whatever we can to get your memories back."

You were trying hard not to get your hopes up, but you couldn't stop yourself from smiling. 

"We're still trying to find somewhere we can bring you in the meantime. In the last few hours, eight of our safe houses have been raided."

Your smile fell instantly. "They got raided after I left. Were they...," You swallowed hard. "The ones that were raided... Did I know about them?"

Sabo studied your face. You could tell he knew exactly what you were thinking. You didn't want to believe you were a rat, especially if you had been with the RA as long as they claimed. Just like that your head was swimming again with questions you couldn't answer. 

"There's no way to know how or when they came across that intel. I can promise you this, though. The (Y/n) who disappeared would have sooner died than give up anything on her friends." It was strange. Even though you couldn't remember speaking to him before a few hours ago, you knew he wasn't lying to you. "Right now we need to focus on keeping you hidden. I'll have to take you with me until we can find a place. It's a bit risky but-"

"Tsh. A bit risky?" Kid snorted.

"Didn't you mention CP9 had a 'special interest' in catching her?" Killer agreed. 

"It's not just CP9. Lucci will take this personally." Sabo sent you a look that said he'll definitely be asking you more about that later, and you avoided his gaze by glancing at the digital clock on the wall. "It's been over 4 hours since I ran. I'm guessing you took me here straight away, right? If he had any suspicion that I could be here, he wouldn't hesitate. And I don't see anyone banging down the doors to this place, so it's safe to say they have no idea I'm here. If they are busting up your safe houses, they want to flush me out. Moving me now, especially without another secure location available, is exactly what they want us to do."

Killer turned his attention to Kid, but he was busy scowling at a blank space on the wall, idly flipping the knife in his hand.

 You couldn't risk getting caught now, not before you got the chance to get a second opinion on your messed up brain. 

"I won't be any trouble," you tried.

All three men gave you skeptical looks.

"Ok, I won't be any more trouble. Honestly, I'll curl up on a pile of tires or chill behind some boxes. You won't even know I'm here." 

 Sabo didn't wait for Kid to reply. "I'm afraid that's not an option. I can't afford to continue paying them to hide you here."

Damn. Maybe you shouldn't have gone so hard at the redhead earlier. Offering you a beer was more hospitality than you should have expected anyway. The way those two spoke, it was clear that they weren't really a part of the Revolutionary Army. Even if they were, you had willingly taken part in missions working against the RA for the last several months. They had no reason to help you further, and you had nothing to give them in return. 

"Alright," you sighed. "What's the plan then? Some sort of disguise so I won't get spotted?"

"She can stay."

The two blonds turned towards Kid in surprise. He was still looking away as he spoke, but he casually turned to Sabo as if he was agreeing to nothing more than lending him a pencil. 

"I still expect what you already agreed to though." 

Killer continued eyeing Kid while Sabo turned back to you. You gave him a sheepish smile. You wanted him to be ok with the situation, and you didn't know if it was because you needed his help or because you were starting to like that strangely familiar feeling you got when he looked at you with those striking blue eyes.

Sabo turned to Kid. "You don't do anything for free."

"I don't willing help the damn government get what they want either. Shut up before I change my mind," Kid huffed, turning to Killer as he strode out of the room. "Shop opens in a few hours. Take her upstairs to crash, and make sure she fucking stays put this time." 

Crashing sounded good. Almost as good as knowing you didn't have to spend the next who knows how many hours trying to find another hiding place. With the absolutely absurd realizations that came to light in the last few hours, you looked forward to another dreamless sleep where you didn't have to face your new bizarre reality.

You looked down at your hands to find you were still holding Sabo's picture. You held it out for him to take, but he shook his head. 

"Keep it. I have more." His smile was sweet but laced with regret. He held up a gentle hand but stopped before he could touch you. "I'll contact you as soon as I can."

And with that, Sabo was gone, leaving you alone with Killer. 

You knew he was waiting to take you upstairs, so you got ready to jump off the counter. You hesitated as you looked down at the kitchen floor. It wasn't as bad as the train station by far, but dammit you just got done cleaning off your feet. You were wondering how you might convince them to let you borrow some shoes when you noticed Killer had moved to stand in front of you. He turned his back to you and crouched down.

You blinked a few times. "What are you doing?"

"You just cleaned off your feet right? Hop on. We have to cross through the shop to get to the stairs, and I'd rather you not track any of that through my room."

You slipped yourself onto Killer's back, wrapping your arms loosely around his neck. He held onto your thighs just above your knees as you let him carry you to-

"Wait, did you say you're taking me to your room?" 

"If you prefer, I can leave you in Kid's."

"Uh, I, um," you stuttered as you wondered if they actually did expect something in return for letting you stay with them. 

Killer's shoulders moved up and down as he suppressed a chuckle. "Don't worry, girl. No one will go into my room while you're in there, including me."

His room was surprisingly spacious and clean. It even had a small attached bath, and you were eager to wash the rest of the grime off of you with a hot shower as soon as the large blond man stopped hovering by the door.

"Alright, well, thanks again. I'm just going to shower and crash now," you hinted for him to get the fuck out. 

"There's just one other thing that's been bothering me."

"Just one thing?" You quipped.

"Yeah, I have to admit. I've been dying to know ever since you mentioned it back in the office."

He didn't seem like the type to beat around the bush, but he was hesitating. You raised a brow and motioned with your hand for him to ask what was on his mind already.

"What exactly did Sabo do on the train that made you think he was a pervert?"

Of all the things to be bothered by after everything he learned about you, and that was what was on his mind. You didn't even try to stifle your giggles as you approached him at the door.

"He didn't do anything." 

You laughed harder as he tiled his head at you in obvious disbelief. 

"Goodnight, Killer. And thanks again for everything." 

He waved you off and retreated into the hall as you closed the door and locked it. You leaned against the door and breathed deeply. It must have been the lack of sleep and traumatic evening mixing with your beer, because thinking about these three new people in your life had you grinning like an idiot.

What had you gotten yourself into?

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Author's Note:

Author: Killer, what are you doing getting our MC so giggly? You aren't listed as a love interest in the tags! Killer: *flips his gorgeous blond locks and crosses his arms, perfectly framing his broad chest.* Author: *dies and goes to heaven*

Well, there you have it. I know this wasn't as suspenseful as previous chapters, but we gotta get this plot rolling if we are going to get MC to see her doctor any time soon!

Let me know what you think, and as always, thank you so so much for reading and commenting!

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[onepiece-fics]

Hi! I'm a new (?) fanfiction blog here on tumblr! I used to have an old account where I wrote one piece fanfics that I deleted a few years ago but I'm back on this new account now!

I will hopefully start writing soon but if you wish to I highly encourage you to send in a request already regarding literally any character ^^

Here are my rules regarding what I write and I will also copy-paste them under the cut!!

Have a lovely day<3

Rules regarding requesting:

I will write fluff, angst and smut (and generally any other genre you can think of)! However there are certain topics that I am not comfortable with writing about such as:

Drugs

Exessive alcohol abuse

Anything non-consensual

Abuse

Self harm (and similar topics)

When you request something, please feel free to specify exactly what it is that you’re asking for. Be as specific as possible. What characters are you asking for? Is it x reader or in general? Do you want it as quick reactions or as a short story? Manga/anime or Live action?

Requesting is always highly encouraged so don’t feel shy to send me an ask! :)<3

ALSO: This blog is NOT free from manga spoilers! Feel free to request anything relating to the newer chapters of the manga at any point!

The characters I write for are the following:

Straw hat crew (Chopper and Brook are both platonic writings only!)

Affiliated with strawhats:

Yamato 

Bartolomeo

Vivi

Whitebeard pirates:

Ace

Marco

Izo

Roger pirates:

Roger

Rayleigh

Shanks

Buggy

Marines:

Koby

Smoker

Tashigi

Water 7 arc:

Kaku

Kalifa

Lucci

Paulie

Revolutionaries:

Sabo

Koala

Worst Generation:

Law (And platonic writings for Bepo)

Eustass Kid

Killer

Basil Hakwins

Others: 

Cavendish

Vinsmoke Reijuu

Crocodile

Mihawk

Donquixote Rosinante

Monet

Perona

Shakky

Camie (Platonic

Carrot (platonic)

Pudding (platonic)

If you feel that I may have missed a character, or if you really want me to write for someone on this list, feel free to DM me or send in an ask and we can talk about it :)<3

[gloomy0x0phantom]

✧ A hello and a thank you are always appreciated! ✧ Only fem!reader! ✧ Be as specific as possible! ✧ I don't comment on other people's ships, so don't comment on mine please. I'm not open to discussing ships, unless you're polite and have no ill intentions ♡ ✧ If you disrespect me, spam me, copy my work, insult my readers, insult the LGBTQ+ community, you'll be blocked. ✧ I take the liberty of refusing requests that make me uncomfortable or that I don't feel confident writing. ✧ I allow minors to comment, but please do not request smut. If you read something that makes you uncomfortable, it's your fault. This blog has smut, you've been warned.

⊹ I WON'T WRITE : actor/celebrity/real people, age play, bestiality, cheating, coprophilia, cult, daddy/mommy, death of a character, drugs, establish relationship, exhibitionism, incest, love triangle, pedophilia, polyamory, pregnancy, rape, religion, stalker, yandere…

⊹ I WILL WRITE : angst, fluff, smut, fem!reader, character x character, friendship, headcanons, drabble, one-shot...

⊹ KINKS : aphrodisiacs, bondage, cross-dressing, dry humping, first times/virgins, fuck or die, sex pollen, knife-play, possessiveness/jealousy, sexual frustration, voyeurism, weapon fetishization, wings… (If you don't see what you're looking for, don't panic! You can ask me what you want, and I'll let you know whether I accept or not :D)

.CHARACTERS.

⊹ Romance & Friendship : Boa Hancock Brook Dracule Mihawk (manga/OPLA) Monkey D. Luffy (manga/OPLA) Nami (manga/OPLA) Nefertari Vivi Nico Robin Perona Portgas D. Ace Roronoa Zoro (manga/OPLA) Sanji (manga/OPLA) Trafalgar D. Water Law

⊹ Friendship : Bepo, Carrot, Kaya (manga/OPLA), Portgas D. Rouge, Tony Tony Chopper.

⊹ Pairings : LawLu, ZoSan, NamiVivi.

⊹ I have to practice, but they will be added to my list one day : Charlotte Amande, Crocodile, Donquixote Doflamingo, Donquixote Rosinante, Eustass Kid, Hina, Kalifa, Killer, Monet, Penguin, Shachi, Shanks, Tashigi, Yamato, MiShanks, ZoLu, CoraLaw.

[rollinouttahere-writes]

CP9/CP0 Masterlist

Rob Lucci

Estranged - Yandere Rob Lucci x Sibling!Reader / Platonic

Kaku

Yandere Kaku 4 & 17 (VDay Event)

Kalifa

Blueno

Jabra

I’m on the Hunt, I’m After You - 1 - Yandere Jabra x Fem!Reader / Romantic

Yandere Paulie and Jabra (separate) 18 (VDay Event)

Kumadori

Fukuro

[onepieceheadcannons]

I cant remember if I've done a request on here, apologies if I have! Can you write dating hcs for Nami, Kalifa, and Jewelery Bonney (separately) please? If not it's okay of course, I just like them all very much. Oh and gn reader please!

Hello, I loved doing this request and you didn't send one in before but also feel free to send anymore you have!

CW- Mentions of slightly nsfw but it's barely a bit of it

Dating Headcanons Kalifa, Jewelry Bonney, and Nami

Kalifa

"Tell me I'm the most beautiful lady you've seen"

She wants a lot of praise, she'd do best with someone who's love language is words of affirmations, even though she knows she gorgeous, she just wants reminded now and then.

She likes thinking of things that you don't necessarily even know you needed. If it doesn't exist, she'll find someone to get it done.

Lots of bubble baths, lots of them. With romantic candles lit and rose petals (or any flowers) and scented oils. She loves having you wash her hair for her and being clean while having a bit of fun.

Lots of secret touches, not one for much PDA but also isn't opposed. Caressing your thigh during an important meeting. Sitting on your lap while CP-9 discusses plans.

She doesn't say I love you for a bit, if you say it too soon she's the type of person to say, "Oh I love me too." and give you a pat on the back. But if you are lucky enough to win her actual love, she'll tell you sealing it with a kiss on the corner of the lip.

Anyone even dares insult you though, she's beating respect into them. How dare someone insult her partner. She may have been putting on a show for Iceberg, but for you it's sincere.

If you a jealous or possessive lover, she'll relish in your feelings. Letting a person hit on her, just to see a bit of a reaction from you. She won't let it go too far, and she'll make up for it later.

Everything is planned, even if she doesn't tell you. The day you guys got serious, she already had the wedding dressed designed secretly. But she wouldn't let you know.

If you can't defend yourself, she'll teach you some of her tricks from over the years.

She can be distracted easily, wearing something that fits on all the right places, she'll be staring you down til she can have time alone with you.

She is vain, prepare to have a lot of mirrors around, maybe even a mirror kink. And a bit of a roleplaying one.

Jewelry Bonney

You're probably on her crew, and if not she would invite you to join her. Just so she can have you around. She's fine if you don't spend every moment with her, but she likes just hanging out.

She likes going on adventures with you, she likes planning the perfect escape and finding the perfect risky scenarios.

She'll be rude to anyone who is mean to you, or even gives you a look she didn't like.

She'll definitely take your fries, she won't ask the first time, and she'll do it everytime after that it's just going to be a habit to get an extra order of fries if you wanted some.

Pda, she probably doesn't mind but if she's busy, she may get a little rude but she'll apologize later.

A good date would be an all you can eat buffet. She'll impress you. But she also doesn't mind doing a few events to steal some treasure.

She's a woman of respect, she respects you and you respect her and it'll be all good.

You can definitely tease her whenever she ages up or down and she'll bicker with you.

She won't shy away from saying I love you, it would be more of a casual thing with her.

She'd let you wear her hat every once in a while and she would make sure you are taken care of.

she won't put you in danger if she can help it and she'll get you out of trouble, or try her hardest.

Once you get past her occasional rudeness, which wouldn't necessarily be towards you after a bit. She's a loving partner who cares about your safety.

Nami

Her favorite type of day is taking you out shopping, she likes helping you pick out clothing and anything else you may want. Plus she likes having someone to give her some advice or let her know she looks good. She may expect you to carry the bags, but she can make the crew carry them if you don't want to.

She cares about you deeply and she doesn't want to let anything happen to you. She'll slap anyone for a suggestive comment or just blatantly disrespectful.

She loves buying you things, but not materialistic way. In a, you stared at it a bit long at a store and said you didn't need it, so she 'went to the bathroom' and haggled for it when you were outside waiting.

She may be cautious at first, she hasn't had the best past and she wants to make sure it's safe to love you.

She likes bossing you around but she makes sure to say it in a kind tone. She won't hesitate to tell you when your being an idiot.

You won't ever have to wonder if she loves you, she'll lay on top of you, trace your cheek at night and tell you things once you guys are close.

She doesn't want over the top PDA but she'll hold your hand and kiss you cheek, and if you haven't seen each other or gone through a battle, she'll kiss you and press her forehead to yours.

Lots of fun moments, getting to tease her (she'll tease you too).

Romantic dinners, fun adventures, and saving her from several creeps. She's a bit possessive, she'll shoot glares at someone who looks at you too much or flirts with you.

[oneprompt]

Rob Lucci, L N K D F X B P

Kalifa, X L N K D B P

NSFW CONTENT , DO NOT READ IF DISCOMFORTING

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Rob Lucci , L , N , K , D , F , X , B , P : Location, No, Kink, Dirty Secret, Favourite Position, X-ray, Body Part, Pace

Location: Lucci doesn't have anywhere specific he likes to have sex, really. But whenever you two go on missions together, he can't help but take you as his in a random alley. It's odd but Lucci loves seeing you crumble before him, trying your very best to not moan or yell as he thrusts into you. he's all about tormenting his partner sexually and having to force them to hold back truly fires up his loins. But generally, Lucci doesn't care about where you two are, as long as he can render you useless, nearly.A

No/Turn Offs: Lucci doesn't like sweet talk. Of course, he loves his partner but being all mushy and broad about it isn’t his style, both in and out of the bedroom. He’s overall very silent in the bedroom and if you prefer to talk, especially all romantic ... He won’t be too into it. 

Kink: Dare I say pet play? Lucci loves putting his partner in degrading positions, having you in a collar, splayed out naked for him. The man is one of high profile and expects to be treated like a deity 24/7, even from his beloved. Lucci just cant get enough of the combo of you in a degrading outfit, on your knees, begging like a mutt for him. He’ll be sure to repay you for your eager words.

Dirty Secret: Lucci isn’t a masochist in the slightest but when you pull at his curls? He’ll react very positively, to say the least. The rush he gets when he feels the pressure against his scalp is enough to drive him mad, his intense thrusts growing even more so, whilst Lucci plays with your body, holding no restraint.

Favourite Position: I’d say the mating press. It’s so convenient for Lucci, really. He gets to scratch and dig his nails into your thighs, all while being able to watch every slight reaction you have to his pleasurably painful touch.

X-Ray/Dick Headcanon: Lucci is big, to say the least. I’d say about ten or so inches. He isn’t too thick but he makes up for it with his incredibly long shaft. Lucci is the type to shave not just his pubes but all of his body hair. He always needs to be prim and presentable, he can’t let something as ridiculous as body hair get in the way of his handsome self. Lucci just doesn’t find body hair aesthetically pleasing, he prefers to smooth down his pale skin. Body Part: Lucci loves attacking his partners neck the most. Whether he does so with hard kisses, sharp bites or the tight grip of his hands, he’s happy to do anything to your neck. Leaving hickies and bites on such a visible area arouses Lucci like no other. He loves the thought of people knowing you’re his.

Pace: Lucci is an uncontrollable beast. His pace is never slow, never sensual or loving. When Lucci truly shows love, it’s intense and unconditional. He doesn’t know how to display his affections and does so through the harshest way possibly. He’s never ending with his pumping, truly. If you‘re with Lucci, you best have a pain tolerance or be a masochist.

Kalifa , L , N , K , D , X , B , P : Location , No, Kink, Dirty Secret , X-Ray, Body Part, Pace

Location: Kalifa loves to be intimate in the shower/bath. Not only is it the most sanitary, but it’s always warm and refreshing, unlike bed sheets, that are quick to absorb cum and sweat. And she loves using her devil fruit during sex. She’ll rub her partners hips, thighs and legs whilst she kisses you, leaving your body defenceless. Oh, it’s always such fun..

Kink: Teasing. Kalifa isn’t a sadist but she adores teasing her partner, listening to you whine and ask her ever so sweetly for release, permission to hit your climax. She finds it adorable, she loves cute things and won’t hesitate to drop you down to the cutest point of expression, desire and yearning.

No/Turn Offs: Not a big fan of edge play. Violence belongs at work, why bring work business to the bedroom? Kalifa isn’t the most affectionate but she loves her partner dearly and would rather not cause you any pain. Even if you like it, Kalifa just can’t get into it.

Dirty Secret: Kalifa loves to make homemade pornography with her partner. Of course, just for private use between the two of you. She takes a whole lot of pride into her busty and beautiful figure, and is happy to pose on camera for you. Kalifa also loves taking erotic photos of you, ones she can keep for her personal relief when she goes out on missions.

X-Ray/Body Headcanon: Kalifa is probably a DD, in cup size. She has a flat but slightly toned stomach from all of her training, as well as very strong legs. She’s perfect, teetering in between being somewhat muscular and busty. What a woman! She’s probably entirely shaved down there, not finding body hair as a whole to be very sanitary in her humble opinion. Body Part: Titties. Did you not see her fight with Nami? Kalifa loves breasts a whole lot, doesn’t matter to her if they’re large or small, she can’t help but admire a woman’s figure regardless of their body type. Kalifa also loves what comes with breasts, bras. She finds them erotic, adding spice to an already sexy feature.

Pace: I can imagine her being fast but sensual, every fast rock of her hips full of love. Kalifa doesnt ever go soft, really. She prefers to be quick, wanting to make her partner cum as quick as possible. She just loves watching you unwind, especially if you had a rather hard day at work.

[pagingdoctorbedlam]

2 for the halloween drabble, with kalifa mebbe?

You got it! This one was very sweet to write, ahaha! ;D Now, please enjoy a Happy Halloween with Kalifa! (And check out the prompt list here~)

"Kalifa, I'm back from the store!"

Her head snapped up from the decorations she'd collected from the closet. "Did you acquire everything on the list?" She asked, voice sharp and matter-of-fact.

You internally sighed as your girlfriend had been temporarily replaced with the Perfectionist Secretary who you swore held the entire town on a tight leash. "Not...everything. Most of it wasn't even there, and I checked at least three stores."

Kalifa stood, perfectly poised, and stared down her nose at you. "Your bags seem unusually full for such little success."

"Because I got the most important element for the big day." You set the bags down on a desk and revealed the contents: a treasure trove worth of candy. "I got everything a kid could want. Got the good chocolates, candy corn, fruity stuff, sour packets, fireballs...even found some novelty chocolate coins. Maybe we could put all the candy in a chest and call it pirate treasure, huh? The kids would love it!"

You swore Kalifa's eye twitched. "Need I remind you, the children are not the ones who'll be handing out the awards?" She pulled a flyer off her ever-present clipboard. The faux-creepy font and the vintage clipart invited all the local businesses to participate in the downtown Trunk 'R Treat, and promised prizes to the best-decorated business. It had been Iceburg's idea, and the combination of competition and her boss's pride on the line meant that Kalifa took this project dead seriously. Not that you'd voice such a pun at her.

"I guess we'll have to get creative," you said as you puttered around the office for a suitable candy receptacle. No pirate chests, but...oh, here was a plastic cauldron, that'd work for now. You sat down at a desk, opened the candy bags, and dumped the goods inside as you said, "For starters, we could paint on the storefront glass! Couple of ghosts and pumpkins, maybe a little black cat..."

Kalifa raised an eyebrow. "Have you already forgotten what happened the last time you painted the glass?"

You peeled open the gold wrapping of one of the chocolate coins to sample the taste. "Hey, everyone loved my artistic rendition of Tyrannosaurus."

"Everyone either mistook it for a strange snowman, made more confusing because it was June, and the rest thought it was an emaciated polar bear. Dr. Trafalgar cried."

"He's a secret softie when it comes to animals. You should see him at the movies." Oh man, was that an Atomic Warhead? You hadn't had one of these since you were a kid! You popped it into your mouth and instantly puckered.

Kalifa pinched the bridge of her nose. "Would you stop stuffing your face with candy for one moment and listen? Your paintings are...delightful, but they won't win us any awards, unless they're passing out participation trophies and "you tried" star stickers."

"I collected many of those as a kid, thank you." You almost regretted the words as soon as you spoke them; Kalifa's face was getting red, and she looked about ready to kick something. "Right, back on track. Look, if we can't get the perfect decorations premade, I'm sure we can craft something. Heck, Galley-La is full of builders, right? So we look up some DIY videos and build stuff. Maybe we can get one of the guys to build a coffin, and then we can put a skeleton in it."

That got Kalifa to pause. "...We could. But then, to keep things family friendly per the rules, we must make the skeleton charming somehow. Whimsical."

You snuck another piece of chocolate as you pondered a moment. Hmm..."Hey, know that street musician, Brook? He dresses up as a skeleton like...way more often than just Halloween. Maybe we could get him to sit in the coffin and play creepy tunes for a couple hours?"

"Yes, genius. Absolutely genius. We can build our theme around that. A cheerfully haunted graveyard, perhaps. A few ghosts around, maybe a plush black cat on a certain someone's headstone..." Kalifa had her clipboard out, notes rapidly spreading across the paper as she thought aloud. But when she was done, she leaned over to kiss the top of your head. "I apologize for snapping at you, my dear. I know your heart's in the right place."

"In a jar on my nightstand, yes." As usual, your morbid joke never failed to make her smirk. "I'm just trying to help you loosen up. The point of Halloween is to have fun, and that's true for us too." You reached into the candy cauldron and offered her a random piece from within. "So...relax a little?"

She sighed and took the offered candy. "I suppose. But we still must win that competition at all costs." She opened the tiny candy wrapper and popped the tiny piece into her mouth, before you could notice the bright red color of the candy you'd handed her. Her face immediately turned much the same color.

You tried your best not to laugh. "...I told you there were Fireballs in there."

"Why did you buy these for children?!"

You shrugged. "Kids love the stuff. Or at the very least, they love daring each other to eat it."

"Even if the children are not judging the competition, that'll earn us a few well-deserved gripes from parents for sure." Stubbornly refusing to spit out the spicy hot candy, Kalifa dug through the candy cauldron to pluck out every fireball (and put aside a couple pieces for herself. You took note so you could buy a bag once the leftover candy went on sale). "I have a far better use for these. We're going to put these in the break room and see how those louts handle them. Call it a trick disguised as a treat."

"Now you're getting it," you said with a smile. And you kissed her on those bright Fireball-red lips, and that was all the treat you needed.

[luccislegs]

gonna annoy you with my cp9 thirst; what are the top character traits kalifa's and lucci's s/o must have to make them fall for them? like what do kali and lucci look for in other people?

i’m gonna say i’m sorry that these are written so differently. i wrote kalifa’s on the heels of that convo we had, and then i got to lucci and i couldn’t pinpoint one thing he would look for. lucci is hard to please while kalifa is wants that one thing, she just doesn’t know it.

Kalifa is initially attracted to physical looks. The more beautiful you are, the more likely she is to chase you. Unfortunately, those mostly end up being flings that lack substance. She loves a beautiful partner, but deep down she really wants an intimate connection.

Unfortunately, she doesn’t actually know she wants that, so she just keeps going around in circles with superficial partners until she lights on someone who isn’t just a pretty face. She initially doesn’t realize that anything is different, just that she enjoys being with them at all times and not just in bed or on dates. When she finally does realize that she sees more in them than just a fling, it freaks her out.

She literally has to sit down and figure out why she likes them more than any of her previous partners, going through it in a clinical manner until she finally figures it out. After that, she avoids them for a while and, if she can’t just straight up avoid them, she cold shoulders them, hoping that doing so will make them leave. If that doesn’t work, she’ll give in eventually and go back to them.

After discovering what she really looks for in a partner, that becomes what she looks out for (if she even has to find a new partner because once Kalifa realizes and accepts what her current one gives her, she’s going to protect it with her life) and she soon realizes that all the stereotypically beautiful people she’s dated before are lacking that warmth she’s been missing.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, Lucci isn’t easy to impress. You have to be really special to grab his attention. I don’t want to say that he’s superficial, but he really probably is. But he also wants someone that’s warm while not being too needy or annoying. He’s got to have someone that genuinely wants him there with them but also understands that he’s going to be gone a lot. If they’re too emotional or impatient, it turns him off and he has no problems with leaving them.

But he also likes his partners to be playful and sarcastic. If they’re too quiet and submissive, he loses interest. He’s surprisingly relaxed in private, and while he’ll always be a bit of a bastard, he doesn’t treat his partner like he would his coworkers. If they just want to please him and give him whatever he asks, he gets bored. They have to be able to stimulate him and keep him interested— it’s a lot like playing with a cat. If you only have a laser pointer, it loses interest after a while. Lucci loses interest after a while if you can’t keep him on his toes.

[admin-in-residence]

Love at pretty much first sight...Kalifa

Request: How Kalifa would react to a new female CP9 member joining and realizing that she’s falling in love.

So when everyone got word that they were receiving yet another new member to CP9, most were pretty underwhelmed. If anything this new member was here just so Spandam would feel some more reassurance with additional protection.

They were all pretty disappointed when instead of someone seemingly strong, buff and muscular and...of the male gender, they received a simple and rather plain looking women.

Kalifa was rather pleased to have another women in their ranks, but she still hesitated to be fully accepting to this new member without any proof of their strength.

During the introductions, Jabra, being his typical self, proceeded to make some rather sexist comments about their new addition.

The plain women, who only moments before had stood straight faced and proud, snapped her head swiftly to Jabra’s lazy figure and gave the most intense glare they had ever seen other then Lucci’s of course...

“Care to speak louder sir? I couldn’t quite hear you over your arrogance.” The new member, Y/N, spoke out, her voice flowed like liquid silk and carried with it a tone of pride and authority.

Jabra, never one to back down, began to bicker back and forth with Y/N.

But Kalifa could hardly focus, her heart was practically beating out of her chest and she wondered if anyone else in the room could hear it’s loud thumps.

The women’s voice, like silk, had changed something within Kalifa, something that she couldn’t quite pinpoint.

Kalifa could only stare at their new member. When Y/N had finally caught sight of Kalifa staring at her, the women proceeded to give a small smirk and a sly wink at the other female.

Kalifa felt her face turn hot, tiny pinpricks upon her cheeks and without any notice Kalifa proceeded to stand, dismiss herself and hurry out of Spandams office.

She raced to her room and as she held a hand against her still heavily beating heart, Kalifa caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, her face flushed a brilliant red.

Surely this new member had to have some sort of devil fruit, something that caused such unusual and strange feelings. Kalifa decided that the best course of action was to ask their new member after she calmed down from the first encounter.

However, what Kalifa didn’t expect was that Every. Single. Time. that she went to confront Y/N about the strange power she must possess, Kalifa would only revert back to that flushed face and heated cheeks, and then proceed to return back to her room once more.

A few weeks after Y/N had arrived, she was sent away on a quick mission with Lucci and Jabra...mostly as a peacekeeper Kalifa presumed between the two males.

She was enjoying the chance to relax and read a book without the contstant bickering and Y/N’s strange power when Kaku joined her.

“Boy you have it really bad for Y/N” Kaku commented as he searched for his own book to read.

Kalifa pushed her glasses up, eyeing the younger CP9 member.

“Excuse me?”

Kaku gave a sly grin as he tugged on his hat, pulling the cap down.

“Y/N...you like her don’t you? At least, you must beacuse every single time you try to interact with her you turn into a tomato!” Kaku laughed but Kalifa set her back down.

“Like her as in?” Kalifa murmered, still not quite sure what Kaku was going on about.

“You know...Like her, like her!” Kaku continued, “I’m pretty sure she likes you two by the way. She’s always saying something about how pretty she finds you, or how cute you are.”

Oh.

It all of a sudden dawns on Kalifa that Kaku’s talking about relationships...and that he belives that Kalifa likes Y/N,

Relationships that are strictly forbidden in CP9, at least amongst members anyway. It would be dangerous to fall for another member as those feelings could eventually lead to mutiny, or betrayal, or...

Or something wonderful...

“Do you really think that she likes me?” Kalifa asked softly, she didn’t dare look at Kaku...she didn’t want to see his expression.

“Pretty sure. You should just talk to her when she gets back.” Kaku said as he turned to walk out of the room book in hand.

Kalifa thought about what Kaku said over the next few days.

When Y/N finally returned, Kalifa waited until that night to sneak over to her room.

She knocked softly on the door, and despite how hard she was fighting it, she coudln’t hide the blush that grew on her face when Y/N sleepily opened the door.

“Oh, Kalifa...” She gave a yawn, “I didn’t see you earlier when we got in...I figured you were out on a mission, but I guess not.”

Despite the weariness and fatigue she still felt, Y/N opened the door wider and allowed Kalifa to step inside.

Kalifa took a seat in one of the plush chairs in the room as Y/N sat across from her.

“I-I assume your mission went well.” Kalifa started.

“It was alright, these two guys sure are a handful aren’t they? They practically tore the entire town apart after we finally got the information we needed.” Y/N sighed.

“Are you kidding...there impossiable to deal with.” Kalifa agreed, taking a breath and allowing the words to flow.

The two of them talked late into the night, bonding over memories and sharing stories about their training.

Kalifa noticed how Y/N had begun to melt into the chair, fatigue finally hitting it’s maximum point.

“I apologize,” Kalifa said, rising from her seat, “I should let you rest while you can, I’ve already taken up so much of it as is.”

However, before Kalifa could leave, Y/N took her hand with her own.

“Please don’t.” The silky words sounded softer, hoarse even from use and sleepiness. “You hardly ever talk to me...I don’t know why...but this, it’s nice.”

Kalifa was shocked to hear the vulnrability within the women’s words.

Y/N however continued, “I know i’m a bit pushy, and I shouldn’t tease you as much as I have, but your just so pretty...and I really don’t know how to confront you about it...”

“What?” Kalifa turned looking at Y/N, the other womens face was flushed and turned to avoid direct eye contact.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything.” Y/N said.

“No..no go on...” Kalifa found herself saying, her words slipping out before her brain could stop the production of them.

“It’s just, the minute I saw you, when you were staring at me...you were just so pretty, and I’ve never been good at talking with others...especially not with all of the training we’ve had. And I know that relationships are frowned upon amongst the CP units, but you know what...screw it! Who cares about that...why shouldn’t we be allowed to love who we love, and be with who we want to be with. Soulmates, lovers all of that lovey-dovey stuff whether it’s real of not...why shouldn’t we be allowed to have it too?”

By now, Y/N had stood, her hand never leaving Kalifa’s and their faces finally turned to one another, their eyes meeting in an intense gaze, faces flushed from Y/N’s heartfelt words.

“I want that.” Y/N whispered. “I want that lovey-dovey sutff...and I want it with you.”

Kalifa, who’s heart had stopped from such emotion and power she had never once felt before, took a breath and tried to block out the many rules running through her head that told her what a bad and dangerous idea this was.

But Y/n’s hand holding hers, and the look in her eye that screamed sincerity, Kalifa nodded and squeezed Y/N’s hand tighter.

“Me to.” She whispered.

Y/N stepped closer to Kalifa, and as if she was reading the women’s mind, spoke...

“I don’t care what they say, they cannot define us. We have our own minds, our own emotions...a power greater then anything in the world that no-one can control except for us. And together, we’ll be just fine.”

For the first time since Kalifa had met Y/N, she felt stronger, more confident, and Kalifa leaned forewards to press her lips agains’t Y/N’s, sealing thier newfound love with a kiss.