#kuzan x y/n

[moonbaby26]

Their Favorite Parts

*crossposted to AO3 here*

Prompt: One Piece men and the parts of your body that they fixate on most. 

Reader Type: GN!Reader

Characters: Doflamingo, Kuzan/Aokiji, Crocodile, Smoker, Buggy, Mihawk, Shanks, Law

Warnings: language, references to sex, penetration, oral, and foreplay

Fic Masterlist

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Doflamingo/Holes

He actually can be gentle with you. But you’ve found that level of care is always only a precursor to something else that he wants. And in the end, he can’t ever let you back to sleep until he’s been inside at least one of your holes and fully spent himself within it. 

Whether this wretched man is pounding between your thighs, or probing you with those long fingers, or dampening you with that equally obscene tongue…he wants to be as deep inside of you as he can possibly be. 

He loves you most when you’re trembling, thighs spread beneath him. Or on your knees looking up as your eyes water with your mouth full of his length. He’ll tell you what a good pet you are even as you plead or choke. 

But it’s as if you were made perfectly for him. He’ll never feel this with another lover. You’re his favorite until he destroys it all. And even then, he may just pull you from the ash to start with you again. Because he would sincerely miss you in his next empire.

Kuzan/Aokiji/Chest

He loves to sleep with his head on your chest. He can hear your heartbeat then and know that you’re still really there. That this isn’t all some terrible illusion, as much as he still feels he doesn’t deserve you and can’t keep you. 

His life has been too complicated. All the way from a respected, yet conflicted marine to whatever the hell people are calling him these days. But you never seem to judge him. You still believe in him, even now. He doesn’t understand your loyalty, but he loves you for it. 

And when the two of you are awake and intimate, he’ll be behind you, hands holding your warm chest as his fingers massage it. The way you lean back into him as your chill bumps form is so trusting. You know that he could freeze your heart in an instant if he chose to. But of course he never would. He wants this to last forever. He needs you at his side.

Sir Crocodile/Hips

He is certain you do it on purpose by now. The way your ever tight clothing forms around your body. It feels like a specific challenge you’ve made against him. As if you are daring his eyes not to follow you across the room as your hips sway while you walk. 

You’re his favorite assassin already. Though perhaps he can take some blame for letting this favoritism start to go to your head. And yet, even when he plans to punish you, he finds himself enjoying it too much. It’s hard to keep you humble when he’s still moaning your name as he fucks you over the top of his desk. 

With his one hand he grabs into that fleshy hip, riding you to his release as his hook stays warningly against the side of your face. But while you smirk against that curved metal as he finally cums, he knows you haven’t learned your lesson at all. Yet he also realizes that there are still years of this game to come. You’re too efficient to get rid of you anytime soon.

Smoker/Lips

It was the first thing he ever noticed about you. Just how pouty your lips could look, even as you argued and bitched at him on the battlefield. You cursed him through those lips, always lamenting that he made your shared marine ship smell like an ashtray. 

And by the time he’d found his way into your bunk one night, those same lips were about the only thing he would put his cigars down for. He’d wanted to kiss you for so long. By the time you finally let him, he never wanted to lose that high again. 

It could be soft, it could be rough. Just like you and your ever changing moods. You acted like you hated him until your mouth was over his. Then you were thrusting against him soon enough and whimpering even as you both knew you couldn’t wake the rest of the ship. 

He always started and ended sex with you with those damned lips. And every time he knew curses would be flying from them again tomorrow, even if his name would also be moaning out through them just as passionately each night.

Buggy/Butt

His life was a circus. And not just in the literal way he would have preferred. Somehow every move he made garnered new success, but equal terror. He never knew what tomorrow would bring. As Cross Guild’s infamy grew, so did his reputation along with it. 

But his nerves were shot, and you could tell. When the others bullied him, you never added to it. He hadn’t a clue why you’d chosen him. But he wouldn’t take it for granted either as you’d come to sit in his lap, late at night in his room. You’d call him your captain, your emperor even, grinding that perfect ass into him as you tried to cheer him up. 

And it always worked. As he’d a bit too desperately slide your pants from you, you always humored him. Letting his hands massage and hold that enticing rear. If he wanted to spank you, you let him do that too. It was just so soft and…comforting? He might not admit it, but you were his only remaining stability in this place. If he lost you, that would have been his breaking point. But he trusted you too when you promised that you were in it for the long haul. He was already your pirate king.

Mihawk/Eyes

It was the way you’d looked at him that first time the two of you had ever crossed paths. You weren’t afraid of his history, even as you’d seen him kill a lesser swordsman right in front of you. 

By the time he got to know you better, he’d realized just how much he liked to gaze into those eyes. It was as if he could feel what you were thinking. And as your confidence grew, that ‘come hither’ look of yours became far more prominent as well. 

Just with a glance, he knew exactly when you were craving to have those physical needs sated. And he certainly respected that need, finding it rather quickly a mutual one as he’d often carry you to his bed. 

And even then as his hips would be pumping skillfully against your own, you’d be looking up at him in a haze of pleasure with those same beautiful eyes. A view for him alone, one he would cherish and protect forever more.

Shanks/Legs

It might have been a bit too crass on his part, that afternoon in the bar when he’d first noticed you from across the room. But his ship wouldn’t be in port for long. There wasn’t time to play this subtle. No, not at all as he’d whistled loudly, catcalling you while his crew had laughed. 

He’d gotten the full view as well when those same lovely legs had carried you right back up to the bar to tell him to go fuck himself. And the way he’d smiled at you just pissed you off even further of course. 

Your anger made you stay. And it was definitely a talent of his to inspire that, but he was persistent too. Soon enough you’d let him buy you a drink, and then a few more. By the time the two of you had been stumbling out of the bar, you were letting him know your room number at the nearby inn. You wanted to know if he was just all talk. He assured you that he was not.

And that night as he did get the privilege of those legs being wrapped around him as your bed creaked and shook in a marathon of lovemaking, he realized his crew probably could find more room on the ship. You had no ties to this town either. 

By morning he was more than pleased when you agreed to board. Beck had protested a little, just at the sudden impracticality of yet another mouth to feed. But Shanks knew you would fit in fine, all of you and those legs laying in his bunk warm beside him for years to come on your way through the New World.

Law/Hands

With an epithet like the Surgeon of Death, he of course knew better than most on the importance of dexterity and skill with the hands. Without his own, he felt that he would have been useless. 

But this appreciation for such talent had quickly extended to you once he’d finally given in. He’d ignored you for as long as he could, too logical in his understanding of how reckless it’d be to pursue a member of his own crew. But so many days and nights alone under the ocean’s surface had finally worn him down. 

The night on the Polar Tang when those skillful fingers of yours had finally been in his hair, and finally unbuttoning his pants soon after was one that had been so long coming. You’d gotten to see that other side of him then as he unraveled almost shamefully beneath your stroking and assurances. 

He’d taken care of everyone else for so long you told him, playing the part of their stoic leader. But you knew he was far from only that as your hands drew out all his pent up need. 

You promised him that he was safe with you. That you were with him until the end. And it was all true. The captain of the Heart Pirates would remain within your capable hands for as long as he desired to. And that desire would prove to be unbreakable.

[shanksbaby]

Aokiji\Kuzan x reader - need for comfort

you stayed with Kuzan even after he left the navy: even though he wanted to spare you from the dangerous world of pirates you insisted that you stay with him; on the other hand, how could you have left the man you love?

after your insistence he finally allowed you to stay by his side ( not that you really needed his permission). And even though he was worried about you, he was glad that you stayed with him. Also because you are the only thing that makes him sane, the only one who can comfort him, the only one he can be himself with after he joins the pirates.

after he and the other captains capture Garp, his only father figure in his life, he shows the other pirates that he is fine (he even freezes his tears), makes sure they gently put Garp, still frozen, in a cell, and immediately runs to you.

it is with you that he can finally cry, he can finally let those tears show without having to freeze them, he can show himself naked with his weaknesses.

you don't need to ask him what happened because basically you both understood after Koby was kidnapped by Blackbeard that Garp would come to free him and that necessarily Kuzan would have to fight him

so you hug your boyfriend, making sure that he can hide his face in the crook of your neck while he cries.

you had never seen him so heartbroken, and it tugs at your heartstrings, plus he doesn't seem to want to talk at all, he just clings to you, seems to find comfort from your warmth. So you place him on the matrimnial bed and cling to him.

you cuddle him: stroke his hair, give him little kiss on the forehead etc. He just stays silent blissing your caresses and comforting words, even if the feeling of guilt is still there your actions and words help to soothe the feeling

it is in this moment that Kuzan thanks whoever is up there or fate for having you with him, you are his comfort, his safe spot, his home.

[kookie-doughs]

Daddy Cupid

Modern!Various One Piece Men X Reader

-When your father grows weary of your single life, he takes it upon himself to play matchmaker. With him knowing the entire city, he embarks on a mission to find you the perfect match.

Chapter 1: Cupid's Bow

Chapter 2: Cupid's Arrow

Chapter 3: Cupid's Aim

Shot At

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎 ᴍᴀʀᴄᴏ

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙵𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 ʙᴜɢɢʏ

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙵𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 ꜱᴍᴏᴋᴇʀ

𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 1: 𝖯𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖾𝖾𝖾𝖾𝖾

Chapter 2: My love so sweet, My darling one

Chapter 3: Scary ass old men

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚄𝚗𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 ᴍɪʜᴀᴡᴋ

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝙽𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 ᴋᴜᴢᴀɴ

𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 1:

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝙼𝚊𝚗 ʟᴜᴄᴄɪ

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚢 ꜱʜᴀɴᴋꜱ

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚜𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 ᴅᴏꜰʟᴀᴍɪɴɢᴏ

𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 1: 𝖸𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋, 𝖨'𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗍

Chapter 2: I'm literally the best stop complaining

Chapter 3: You're being super weird rn

Chapter 4: He's like so obsessed idk wym

Chapter 5: You willingly wanted this to happen

Chapter 6: You're just so annoying and a menace

Chapter 7: Oh just shut up stupid heart

Chapter 8: Fuckin Asshole

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 ʀᴏꜱɪɴᴀɴᴛᴇ

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙴𝚡 𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 ᴄʀᴏᴄᴏᴅɪʟᴇ

𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 1:

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚐𝚎 ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋᴇʀ

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 ᴋᴀᴛᴀᴋᴜʀɪ

HI GUYS OMG SO LIKE THIS STORY DERIVED FROM MY "nightly fanfiction self inserts" I USUALLY SLEEP WRITING A FANFICTION IN MY HEAD AND LIKE THIS WAS ORIGINALLY A MARCOxREADER STORY BUT I WAS LIKE THIS AU IS TOO GOOD I MIGHT AS WELL MILK IT

I ADDED ALL THE CHARACTERS I CAN THINK OF IF YOU HAVE A REQUEST FOR A CHARACTER TO BE ADDED HERE YOU CAN SEND AN ASK OF DM ME ALONG WITH A TROPE OR NOT IF YOU CANT THINK AND PLEASE MAKE THE AGE REASONABLE 11 YEARS YOUNGER IS THE MAX AS FOR OLDER NO ONE OLDER THAN YOUR DAD

YES THEYRE ALL GONNA BE STORIES LIKE MARCO'S ROUTE IS GONNA HAVE CHAPTERS AND SO WOULD OTHERS THE LENGTH ISNT ALL GONNA BE SAME IT VARIES

IF YOU WANT THE TROPE WRITTEN FOR ANOTHER CHARACTER LIKE "Childhood friend Shanks" I CAN WRITE IT AS ANOTHER STORY THE SAME TROPE CAN'T BE WRITTEN HERE TWICE IF YOU SUGGEST A DIFFERENT TROPE FOR A CHARACTER LIKE "Can you change the trope for Katakuri" IF I HAVEN'T WRITTEN HIS PART YET I WILL OBLIGE SO LONG AS YOU PROVIDE WITH THE TROPE I HAVEN'T WRITTEN

I AM POSTING THIS NOW DESPITE NOT HAVING WRITTEN ANYTHING YET IN CASE YOU WANT TO CHANGE THE TROPES OR ADD CHARACTERS OR ANYTHING

Your age in the story is 30(same age as Doflamingo), your father is Rayleigh(67). I follow the canonical age gaps just like yk different age. Shanks and Buggy are 2 years younger(28) Luffy is 8 ykyk you can follow the age line here

I hope you'll enjoy this love you all!!!!

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[mikoyamisheadcanonblog]

Yandere Ex Admirals

Current Admirals

🧊Kuzan (Aokiji)🧊

🧊Will act nonchalant when first meeting his S/O other than catching him glance at his S/O every once in a while, as something about them did catch his interest and such. He starts feeling more animalistic.

🧊He somehow always knows when his S/O is in trouble and comes to their aid when they are in trouble freezing those that are causing trouble for his S/O or helping them out in the minor invoices as they would need help. Slowly gaining their trust.

🧊His Yandere ways are more hidden unknown to his S/O as they are out shopping while he is sleeping he will think of ways to keep them around him. He will not allow his S/O out of sight for too long and isn’t against drugging them with a sleeping pill to have them sleep while he sleeps.

🧊He keeps things chilled so his S/O is around him and wants to be around him and in his arms. It is all control and a bit of manipulation to keep them with him, unknown to his S/O he only starts showing it when his S/O isn’t taking his soft suggestions.

🧊His S/O becomes more aware when they are in danger and seeing how his calm cool demeanor is becoming aggressive and dangerous. He will capture his S/O holding them close to them as it becomes aware that they also can’t get away from him as he will chance them, not even the deep waters in the Grandline would stop him thanks to his Devil Fruit.

🌋Sakazuki (Akainu)🌋

🌋He doesn’t hide he is a Yandere and is interested in his S/O though slowly it isn’t immediately, and it has to be his S/O who is pursuing him. He stays pretty indifferent to them till they catch his eyes, it doesn’t matter what his S/O achieved their goal and caught his interest.

🌋He is at first pretty distant as he is allowing his S/O to explore his manor, and check everything out while he has marines around them all the time watching and reporting everything to him. A few times he will allow his S/O out but most of time out of the manor but a few times he is with them.

🌋He isn’t a fan of other people chatting or talking with his S/O getting jealous right away if a stranger even looks in their direction and not hesitating to his authority to make sure they understood that he wouldn’t want anyone taking his toy away.

🌋He really starts seeing his S/O as his own toy as he is a selfish man who wouldn’t allow anyone near his S/O other than those he ordered. Even those who are ordered aren’t allowed to talk to his S/O making the only company for them his Akainu himself.

🌋He will act indifferent when his S/O wants attention and praises them. He is a master at manipulating them, if his S/O doesn’t wonder or go far he will give them a treat. If they don’t listen he becomes indifferent and of course, he will blame his S/O if they are put in danger and while he will save them they will be in lockdown down even not leaving the room.

[writerwithnofreetime]

Random Headcanons for Aokiji/Kuzan

established relationship implied?

Note: I’ve been a fan of this type of content for a while, so I wanted to try my hand at actually writing it :)! If you have any suggestions, formatting tips, or feedback pls let me know! Enjoy :)

Fluff/Sfw

Kuzan is definitely the type whose love language is lazing around together.

The two of you can often be found under the shade of a tree, a book in your hand as he naps quietly in your lap.

It's interesting. I don't see him as the type to actually be married (not in the traditional sense at least) but once he has his long-time partner, he's yours.

All that flirting he used to do with randoms is replaced with him mentioning you every five seconds lol

Kuzan: 'my s/o, my s/o, my s/o'

He doesn't strike me as the jealous type, but he will not stand for anyone blatantly hitting on you in front of him.

He won't lash out per se, just give them an icy stare

He's also not very possessive. You're your own person and free to do whatever you like.

Trying to make him jealous would be pointless. He's too easy going.

He also doesn't think anyone could take him from you tbh.

Kuzan is quite flirtatious, and I think that he would appreciate a partner who's not afraid to flirt back.

"Oi, you're a pretty one! You free tonight?" To which you respond with a forwardness he usually never receives

Oh, he's tuned IN.

I also think it would be quite funny fitting for him to end up with a s/o that completely ignores him every time he hits on them

No blushing, no reaction, just carrying on like nothing was said

He'd be determined to get you to acknowledge him

I'm going to end up making a pt 2 I have so many for him lolol

nsfw below

Nsfw(ish)

CW: Fingering, Temperature Play, Nipple play, dirty talk, Slight (very slight) sadism, use of the word 'cunt'

If you're willing, you guys would fuck the first night.

He's grown as fuck. There's no point in waiting if it's what you both want.

If you're not with it, no worries. He doesn't mind waiting.

Whenever you two end up hooking up, it will definitely be a pleasant experience.

I know everyone else hcs him as a lazy lover, but I beg to differ.

He is slow- and deliberate. Especially the first time you guys have sex

You're in very good hands. Excellent hands. Dexterous hands.

He knows how to use his fingers.

Temperature play is definitely involved. Kuzan feels it would be a waste of his devil fruit otherwise.

He's a very soft dom with a slight (and I do mean slight) torture kink. He'll coax you through everything.

He consistently talks FILTHY.

You'll be whimpering in his lap, with two fingers deep in your cunt while his other hand nips at your nipples

"Tell me, baby, does it feel good? Good enough to make you cream on my fingers?"

He's going to take his time exploring your body. Foreplay won't end until he's certain that you're ready to take his dick.

He will edge you.

Of course, he's still pretty lazy so. All his favorite positions are ones where he can hold you close, or where you do most of the work.

He loves it when you ride him.

He'll offer his support with his mouth- either kissing various parts of your body (your tits) or whispering some naughty shit in your ear.

His hands will either be at your hips helping you bounce up and down his dick, rubbing at your clit, or grabbing one of your tits.

He's a boob man.

He really likes praising you, especially for how good you are at taking all of him inside of you.

He really likes it when you moan his name (honestly, who doesnt tbh)

When Kuzan feels he's close, he'll change positions to missionary and pin you down to really dig you out

If he can help it, he's going to make sure you cum first or directly after him

When he gets close, he talks a lot less- mostly just grunts, hisses and escaped moans.

He says your name a lot.

For your guy's first encounter, he uses a condom and just finishes inside you.

After you guys have been together and have had conversation(s) about it, he goes raw

His favorite place to finish is on your torso. Of course, he loves when it gets on your boobs too.

[sexydoffyman]

Hi! Hope you are ok <3 can i request aokiji x s/o , in which the reader Is so shy that she can't talk with strangers? Like, tends to stutter and sweat a lot as well as being red in the face. Ed Aokiji is her comfort person...please and thank you in Advance. I hope you have a good day

COMFORT MAN

genre: fluff

word count: 153

A/N: little shorter, but I think it's not that bad. 🐟

"Who is this lovely lady I see?"

You started stuttering as you tried to answer his question. You really didn't know what to say. I mean, what are you supposed to answer in this situation.

"Hah, don't be scared of me, miss."

"Name's Aokiji."

That's how you two met. You didn't expect to be befriended by a stranger. When you think back... even then... he was flirting with you. Now in a two-year relationship with this man, you are happy that he took a liking to your shy side.

Every day after working, you fall into his embrace. He smiles at you sitting down on the couch. He sits you on his lap and listens to you complain about how hard it is to deal with people. He chuckles at everything you say while caressing your back.

"I know, darling. Get yourself some rest."

"Don't worry, I'll carry you to the bed later."

[yoomiwrites]

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Sugar Rush | Genre: Fluff, Comedy | Fandom: One Piece

Reader x Kizaru (with a dash of Kuzan & Akainu)

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22

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We won

Reader x Ekko

□ Oneshot

■ Short Story

□ Story

Chapter: 1 2 3 4 5 6

Genre: Angst, Romance & a bit fluff

□ In progress

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Comfort

Reader x Mel

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Chapter: 1

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Piltover Ghost

Reader x Silco

□ Oneshot

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Genre: Drama, angst, slow-burnish / childhood love?

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[thesharktanksdriver]

I love everything determination lol it’s the highlight of my day so I have 3 questions!

1: do other Charlottes like Oven or Pudding know us or is it only Katakuri?

2: is the world government activity looking for us and do we know any CP agents?

3: how do the beast pirates treat people who have met us like X-Drake?

I hope you have an amazing day/night and can’t wait for more updates!!!

Awwww thank you so much! I’m glad it lightens so many people day! :D

1) id say all the Charlotte’s know if y/n in some comparability due to both Katakuri and Linlin herself (though these two are the only ones that had met y/n in person.). I imagine Linlin in her more sane moments (however few there may be) she’d occasionally talked about her childhood friend that had “suddenly” disappeared on her birthday. It would be kinda a known thing between all the charlottes that their mom sometimes calms down from her rages when she’s reminded of them or their brought up, along with the fact she gets actually sad about the topic. Meanwhile the whole friendship with Katakuri and a random kid is definitely one that the other siblings take more notice of. Some are more upset about it since how can this kid be good enough for Katakuri while others like Brûlée would be genuinely happy that Kata made a friend.

The siblings nor Kata have connected the dots yet (though to be fair how could they? The friend of their mom would be well into adulthood). But big mom herself has her suspicions, for as crazy as she is she’s also observant enough to notice how Kaido had a somewhat similar friend along with rumours of the sea.

Is it a stretch to everyone but her (yes) but unfortunately for everyone else her delusions are actually correct this time lol.

(She’s sooo gonna rub that in Kaido’s face lol)

2) ohhhhhhh yeah the world government is definitely looking for y/n. They’ve been looking for years for y/n but unfortunately for them pirates don’t narc, no one expects y/n to be a literal child and they don’t have a picture of y/n because of their devil fruit bullshitery.

Several dispatches of CP9 agents have been looking for years now with little traction in their searches. Not knowing they’ve walked past y/n in crowds several times over the years.

But this makes it even more funny when y/n eventually ends up in water 7 and meets Rob Lucci and the gang.

Fuck, the warlords are supposed to help find y/n too but almost all of them have a personal connection to y/n that won’t make them narc lol. And even if they didn’t or don’t have a personal connection, none of them would turn y/n in on the basis of their usefulness. Their paid pirates connections won’t narc and then some of their own navy are the same too, Garp for sure would definitely cover for y/n as would Koby and maybe even Fujitora (add an even bigger maybe with Kuzan too).

Y/n for several years has been under their noses without them knowing much to the frustration of the world government and especially the five elders.

3) oh god do the beast pirates be petty to poor X Drake.

This poor man is just there to be undercover for a mission and when the other Tobiroppo and all stars realize he’s met y/n he’s being grilled for information. He’d think for a minute his cover was blown till Maria starts asking how her darling little messenger is and if they’re safe and if she needs to crush someone’s skull for hurting them- you get the picture.

They’re all asking him about that random kid he met in Sabaody who’s apparently on straw hats crew and became the central fighting point for 3 supernovas. If he was concerned for y/n then, he sure is fucking terrified now.

Cause how?!???

And more accurately why????

How the fuck is he supposed to answer Queen the plague when he’s asking if they signed a music deal with anyone other than him?, when king the motherfucking wildfire is glaring daggers at him from across the room and inquiring if they’re safe?, or how apparently Kaido is asking for information regarding them????????

The rest of his Tobiroppo aren’t making it better either. Black Maria is acting like she’s their mother and grilling him for every detail about if they looked healthy and well fed. Sasaki and Who’s-who team up against all odds to corner him, haggle him into drinking with them and then proceed to try and use that to make him spill the beans about whatever other information he has and who’s-who keeps bring up some weird shit about the stars (king did the same too for some fucking reason). Then there’s Ulti who keeps insisting that she’s their friend and that he has nothing on her as if being this random kid’s friend is a competition like pause what???

X Drake going through it with the interrogation he goes through along with some petty jabs about how he doesn’t know shit. The good thing about Drake though is that he has a moral compass, so when he does talk about y/n he doesn’t mention their with the straw hats and makes up a story that he met them briefly (technically not a lie).

Maybe for someone else he wouldn’t go through the effort but he’s genuinely cornered for y/n. Why are they looking for a literal child????? And moreso why does this child know literally everyone on the seas??????. The same kid who gushed over him being a dinosaur and politely asked if they could pet his scales is also friends with an emperor????

Huh?????

This man is so concerned, confused and stressed to the max.

[kacievvbbbb]

Idk why I find the fact Mihawk writes Y/N Reader inserts so funny but so true and I have reader inserts blocked on here like I hate them but oh my god so in character for him.

And he does not give a shit. Absolutely go king and getting fantasy dicked down by all the hot guys in one piece world I support! Also him being a sengoku shipper iconic. I was say maybe he thinks about Kuzan but I think he’s out off by his general laziness and apathy and not in a fun apathetic way like Barsolino in a depression way. ( he’s looking in a mirror and does not like it.) but if he learns Dragon used to be a marine and friends with Akainu he’s making the most toxic relationship of them friends to enemies to nemesis type shit.

He’ll write a new book and it will be a sensation and no matter the fact he changed the names everyone with a brain cell will be able to figure out who it’s about.

Sorry this took so long to reply! but

YES YES YES!!! I don't really like self insert stuff either but it's so in-character for him I'm so obsessed.

And yeah it really is just the adventures of reader as they travel across the grand line getting dicked down is definitely one of his most beloved and acclaimed series. Shanks goes hot and cold on that series a lot because while the idea of watching mihawk getting dicked down by another man is very hot Shanks is also a jealous man and he is very jealous of these "fictional" men. He tries to find out if mihawk has ever fucked any of them in real life and maybe 👀.

Also yeah I just threw in the marine thing because I thought it was funny but I'm glad it stuck out! 😂. I don't think he self ships with any of the marines (maybe in his GILF era sengoku or fujitoro) I think because none of the really strong marines appeal to him but he would fuck smoker if he was stronger. and just because I remembered dude and I think it would be so funny imagine if his only self x marine ship is with Ryokugyu (the tree admiral) I think he'd hate him in life but he's not blind. I think this realllllly pisses shanks off because he does not like him and honestly its a bit of a snake eating his own tail because a lot of the reason he doesn't like him is because of Mihawk's fanfiction of him.

I think Mihawk's natural reaction (mostly because it's mine) is to ship Sengoku with Garp but he hates Garp and even the thought of picturing him in that way is enough to make him want to pour his ears to bleach his brain. I think it be funny if during one of his lackadaisical checking out marine headquarters rooms (because realistically who is going to stop him) he stumbles upon and old picture of Garp Sengoku and Tsuru when they were young and he is very intrigued by thetwo hot young men then he notices that one of them is Garp and he almost throws up, the thought wont leave him alone tho.

Also yes i don't think Mihawk actually knows dragon but he has definitely heard of him and being Garps son is enough cause for pettitness in his eyes. Dragon's identity is a little harder to parse out I the books but Akainu's is so fucking obvious. And it is a loved and well-cherished series. Anytime that Mihawk attends a warlord meeting or just genuinely has an unpleasant interaction with akainu (which is every interaction) he puts pen to paper. It'd be funny if this was the most "tame" series though more focused on the fictional romace which confuses dragon and pisses akainu off even more because what? do they think he can't take it? and mihawk is very pleased with himself. he drops a new edition right before he goes to any warlord meeting so he can watch akainu seethe in real time as the new talk of the town takes root (this series specifically is very popular in marine towns)

as for the real life identities. I think he definitely makes it a bit hard not to protect anyone. Still, because he thinks it's fun to make people guess and adds to the mystery so there is definitely a fan club (which Shanks leads) dedicated to putting the clues together on just who all the different men are (shanks needs this for....research purposes 👀) some of them are obvious if you're in the know like the Benn ones or Crocodile while others are just plain obvious because the Red Haired Emperor is definitely shanks like if you know shanks you know its him there is only two people with hair that red. It's not kidd( it does give both kidd and shanks a bit of a reputation of some islands because his book counterpart is infinitely more dashing and "masculine" that shanks' bum and kid's manica energies) and I think he makes the Akianu ones very obvious to anybody that literally even if you've just ever heard of him you know its him just to fuck with him.

[moonbaby26]

Title: The Victor

(Chapter 5 of Doflamingo’s Marine Series)

*Crossposted to AO3 Here*

Chapter Pairings: Doflamingo x Reader, Aokiji/Kuzan x Reader, Smoker x Reader is in the past, Doflamingo x Tsuru (platonic)

Chapter Warnings: foreplay without payoff, references to more physical abuse to reader, alcohol abuse

Chapter Synopsis: After the confrontation over you between Doflamingo and Aokiji in Sabaody, both men are now left dealing with those resulting emotions in their own ways. And you still find yourself caught in the middle, the three of you all having to find the next way forward.

Chapters: 1,  2,  3,  4,  5, 6

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This morning had been more than rough. You should have given into the nausea of last night and puked these toxins into the bushes. Instead of trying to be so tough to hold it in. Because what did dignity matter when you still felt this awful?

You’d been a little confused on your way to the gym too as you’d seen Kuzan walking the opposite way in the rain. Towards the harbor actually with an awfully serious look about him and his umbrella open above his head.

He hadn’t even seen you, you were sure. But you’d been in a crowd of other sailors. Vergo had volunteered you to give assistance in some basic haki training happening this morning.

And said class was thankfully being held inside the gym, in comparison to the poor luck of the muddy recruits now running past you all in the yard. You could hear Akainu’s whistle and yell towards them even now over the distant thunder.

“Too slow! Double time it you slugs!” He was screaming.

Oh, you did not miss that part of the rookie days.

The haki class itself had been pretty uneventful at first too. Not very many students, just those who had shown any aptitude at all and had been recommended to keep training by their commanding officers.

Of course Vice Admiral Vergo was well known for his advanced level of armament, so he’d been a guest teacher for today while still in Marineford. And for the entire morning you were only moving through the group as his assistant, giving pointers here or there where you could to the other marines to help improve their form.

If you hadn’t felt like such utter shit, you would have gladly asked Vergo to spar with you by the time lunch break came too. You knew he was above your level, but that was the only real way to learn and push past your own limits sometimes. You’d hoped you’d get another chance before he left to head back to G-5 base at least.

But you’d been sitting on the gym floor with your legs criss crossed, headache still going strong despite your best efforts to rehydrate as you ate the meager rations they’d brought in from the mess hall for lunch. It was too inefficient for the class to cross campus all the way there and come back. So the kitchen workers had just brought you all some sandwiches to get by on before training would start again.

And you were eating your sandwich and thinking about nothing at all. A rare privilege really, when suddenly you felt like you were being completely stared through.

Someone else’s haki had focused on you? You were still pretty bad at being able to know the difference. But your muscles did tense a little as you glanced up slightly.

And as your head turned, you realized Vergo had walked to the edge of the room and was now on the phone with someone. Holding a small receiver in his hand, so the voice on the other end could not be heard.

Vergo’s sunglasses always hid his eyes, much like someone else you knew. But you took another bite of your sandwich as you pretended to brush crumbs off your shirt instead of looking at him directly.

It was so stupid, but you were trying to seem completely unbothered as you could barely hear the Vice Admiral’s voice over the other chatting sailors. But this classroom was not that big. Just open floor with exercise mats and mirrors, nothing to really absorb sound well. And why did you even care?

“No. She’s been here with us all morning.” He said.

Okay, that was a bit more interesting as you tried to remember how many females there were in the room then. Maybe only another two or three? Yes, it was actually only two others. You saw them now, off in another corner together. Not at all where he was looking.

He was absolutely looking at you. 

And you were watching a seam on the side of your boot by then, wondering why your heart rate kept increasing. You really strained your ears to listen further.

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Doflamingo’s grip on the other end of that phone was incredibly tight. Enough to push some of the blood from his knuckles. But he did not break the snail’s receiver the way he’d done to the pen earlier. His voice was still low through his gritted teeth as he continued, “That piece of shit had the gall to come after me in my own house, Vergo.”

It was inexcusable of course. And even now the mansion staff were still trying to shovel the chunks of ice away floors below him. Doflamingo had shredded that frozen wall in a hateful fit not long after Aokiji’s departure of course.

The warlord had then immediately stormed upstairs as well. His mind forgot nothing, and he’d still recalled your number perfectly from before as he’d dialed it again then.

And he’d been pacing in his office, one fist clenching and unclenching, blood vessels pulsing on his forehead as the snail had only rang and rang.

He didn’t know what you had done to rile the admiral so thoroughly. But he was certain that you’d had some culpability in it all. Because you were just that infuriating.

It was fine if you had shown Aokiji what couldn’t be had. Doflamingo had even encouraged this, just as he’d given you permission to go out with the other man at all last night.

It would have been no different than when he’d paraded your body in front of Disco at the auction house. Because the obvious focus still should have been on the “could not have” aspect of it. 

But the admiral that he’d nearly just traded what surely would have been debilitating blows with, had not arrived here on just the thought of you alone.

No, that was the resolve of a man fighting for you. You had done something to make Aokiji feel as if you were still his to be defended. Doflamingo could see this no other way.

And even as he’d finally hung up that unanswered call to you, to ring Vergo instead, the memories from yesterday had still been so vivid as well.

Because you’d told him that you wanted him then. You’d told him that it was him alone that you thought of when you opened your legs at night. And he had believed you.

All this frustration for one goddamned bitch.

But Vergo was loyal at least, fully dependable in contrast to you as the vice admiral had answered right away. Vergo’s own snail was encrypted of course, fully safe while Doflamingo still paced and vented freely as soon as the other man was there to listen. 

Yet Vergo assured him that you’d been in sight all morning. That you were there right now in fact at some asinine marine class. If you’d put Aokiji up to this today, that conversation had to have taken place elsewhere.

But still Doflamingo wanted more. His current feelings couldn’t be sated with words alone. He needed to know that some sort of punishment would be carried out. Retribution for this pain in his chest that he couldn’t expel.

He hated you for it. The same way that he’d hated you as his finger tips had smeared through your tears in Disco’s office. Your wounded silence taking away all his pleasure as you’d broken too easily before him then.

“So what did you say, haki class was it?” Doflamingo grumbled in renewed question, trying to shake that mental image of you and your tears again. His hand was now running back through his hair. 

Fuck you and this feeling. No one could be allowed to humiliate him this way. So you needed to feel it in exchange, but even harder of course.

“Yes, training in armament.” The vice admiral replied.

“Then put on a lesson for me, Vergo. A decisive one.” But even through his cruel sneer, the warlord still found himself placing extra rules that he normally wouldn’t have. It was maddening.

“But not too far…I just want her to feel this. Go for the sternum, the ribs maybe. At least once hard enough to bring her down to her knees. The rest you can leave to me for later. I’m not done with her yet.” 

“I understand.” Vergo simply agreed in his usual flat tone, no judgment at all towards those heightened emotions still radiating from his master. “I’m sorry you had to experience this. I’ll take care of it.” He did add dutifully as well.

“Thank you, Vergo.” Doflamingo answered with another exhale. Finally sitting back down then at his desk, though still feeling no better for it. 

Yes, he also knew that in a way, this was exactly what he’d asked for. He had wanted to know the extent to which Aokiji may be a future problem. But in his mind, it’d been more him trying to gauge your lingering feelings for the admiral. Not the other way around.

He had truly underestimated your own hold on that man. Doflamingo had underestimated you.

A mistake he would not make twice.

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“She what?” The incredulous, yet fully serious voice came as the large transponder snail on Fleet Admiral Sengoku’s desk now glowered into the room.

“I told you to tell her at the end of the meeting, not the beginning, if you were going to tell her at all.” Vice Admiral Garp chuckled at the predictable response, his big fist full of another round of potato chips before he shoved them into his mouth from the bag.

Sengoku scowled at the loud crunching sounds that followed. Garp sitting across from him in the office and generating a mess of crumbs. It was only the two of them here, plus the now angry female on the phone as Tsuru continued over the snail’s speaker.

“And you were just going to let me find all this out myself weren’t you?”

“The reception in Lyra is terrible, Tsuru-chan.” Sengoku tried. She was still stationed abroad. And even the high powered snails here at HQ had trouble reaching those distant mountainous islands like the one she was now on. “There was no point in-“

“Who brought her to the infirmary?” She cut him off again.

“Kizaru.” Garp answered, just speaking as he still loudly chewed. “Just an excuse to get back out of the damned rain I’m sure. The man bitches about it every time.”

“He’s also a terrible gossip. So this will be everywhere already then.” Tsuru sighed, the irritation from her still palpable.

“I mean, it is pretty goddamned funny.” Garp responded, knowing when he was likely pushing her too far. But he didn’t exactly care either. He feared no one. “Akainu about blew a gasket. If he didn’t want to be puked on, probably should have moved a little faster!”

“It was just his boots.” Sengoku clarified before Tsuru could react further. The fleet admiral was regretting letting Garp in here at all by this point.

This had been a previously scheduled meeting for an update on the rebellion in Lyra that Tsuru was currently addressing. But with everything that had recently happened with her own subordinate, Sengoku knew that Tsuru would want to know.

Firstly, the whole mess in Sabaody yesterday that you had been involved in. Tsuru hadn’t liked that at all of course considering which warlord was present for it. And now, just today some training incident that had gone off the rails. It was still confusing as to why it had escalated that quickly. But Sengoku was leaving this solely to Tsuru if she felt there needed to be any followup on it.

All Sengoku knew at this point was that Vice Admiral Vergo, visiting from base G-5, had moved his haki class outside to the yard to have more room for sparring exercises.

But somehow you and Vergo had taken things above and beyond everyone else. Blame, fairly or not, was also being put more heavily on you for choosing not to tap out when faced with a higher level opponent.

And at some point you’d been hit hard enough to land where two of the admirals were still supervising rookie drills. And you’d thrown up on Akainu’s boots, forcing Kizaru to talk the literal hothead back down while whisking you off to the infirmary.

The only thing Sengoku had heard since then was that you likely had some cracked ribs and a possible concussion. Luckily only that, but the fact that for two days in a row now you’d become the center of some utter fiasco was still worrying.

At least worrying to himself and Tsuru anyway. Garp seemed to find it entirely entertaining.

“She’s just a kid.” The more amused Vice Admiral replied. “You know we did the same shit back in our day.”

“Speak for yourself.” Tsuru grumbled, her impatience with him evident as usual. But she had grown up through the ranks with these two men, and she could also speak freely with them as she worried aloud.

“It’s not either incident alone which is the worst of course.” Her tone was changing the more she thought too. She sounded more troubled now. “The day I left her in Mariejois, I had concerns. And after that day I could tell that something was wrong. I thought it was that stupid boy Smoker. If it was, then you’d be right for once, Garp. Just children figuring things out.”

She sighed again. “But then you tell me he is involved with the auction house now. And that the day after dealing with him alone there, she’s now acting out enough to pick fights with Vice Admirals?” 

“You think it’s related?” Sengoku asked her.

“If Doflamingo upset or humiliated her, then yes. Her risk management falters quickly in those circumstances. She’d fight to her last breath to regain some sense of control or power in times like that. It’s a stress response for her.”

“But by the reports we have, there was no physical altercation between Doflamingo and your captain in Sabaody.” Sengoku offered.

Tsuru made a doubtful sound on the other end of the line.

“I don’t know why you still let that pink shitbird get under your skin so much, Tsuru-chan.” Garp grunted at that.

“He’s not a rookie pirate anymore. And his influence is only growing now that he’s a warlord too. I’ve learned the hard way never to discount him.” Was Tsuru’s rather cold response. “I’ll deal with it though. But please keep an eye on her for me in the meantime. It may be time to ship her back my way. I didn’t expect to be away from HQ this long. Base life doesn’t suit her very well regardless. She needs to get back out in the field.”

“Setting sail and bashing some pirates’ heads together is always the best medicine for all ailments.” Garp could at least agree somewhat to that.

“We’ll look at who has ships heading towards you next and let you know.” Sengoku replied, though fully realizing this would likely not be the last time he’d be hearing your name in relation to all this now.

They were getting too old for these new generation dramas.

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You were essentially trapped now. The nurse on duty had threatened you with strong sedatives if you refused to stay in this bed at least another hour.

Their excuse was the need to continue monitoring you for signs of head injury. But if it was a concussion, you’d had stronger ones. Vergo’s fist had left you briefly seeing stars for sure, yet you hadn’t fully blacked out.

It was only that strike just below your chest that had done you in. Partially off center, and into ribs that Doflamingo had already weakened with his tantrum of yesterday. 

Even with your own armament up at the time, it was like Vergo had pushed energy straight through that barrier. Stronger than a bullet as he’d knocked you from the sparring area to win with an immediate out of bounds call.

Anyone else in your shoes would have tapped out long before then of course. But you just couldn’t. The more he’d hit you, the stronger you’d hit back. The more pissed off you’d been.

But it was still too much. And certainly too much for today as you’d been on your knees in the mud before you’d really known what had happened. Finally losing your lunch right onto those boots then in front of you as Akainu didn’t back away quickly enough.

Of course it was not in that admiral’s nature to move for anyone though. So why would he have? But he didn’t expect that resulting vomit as you’d coughed and struggled to breathe after Vergo’s last incredible strike.

Akainu had never liked you at all either. And for a moment you had felt the mud heating up dangerously below you as his temper had flared. 

Kizaru had grabbed you by the back of your shirt to get you out of the way then. Like picking up a stunned kitten really. An embarrassment in its own way as he’d also then volunteered to drag you to the infirmary against your will. 

And now you both remained here. You laying in one of the infirmary beds, watching the timer the nurse had set, and Kizaru sitting languidly in the chair next to said bed. One of his long legs crossed over the other as he seemed he truly had nowhere better to be.

“You don’t have to stay.” You said for probably the third time now. 

Kizaru’s arms were crossed over his chest, just perfectly unbothered in that almost annoying way of his. “It’s still raining. I’m fine here.”

Why they only ever called Aokiji the lazy one, you weren’t fully sure.

Maybe if he’d stayed quiet it wouldn’t have been so bad. But Kizaru couldn’t do that either.

“So…” His voice started up yet again. “This is what, three for three now of Captain (Y/N) related incidents? And the last two nearly within twenty four hours. You’re starting to outdo yourself.”

You really couldn’t tell if he was making fun of you or just noting this as interesting enough to comment on. But either way you didn’t like it.

“Well, are you going to write me up for something?” You asked flatly, not knowing what he expected you to do about any of this now. You were well aware that people were still talking about your dust up with Smoker in Mariejois. And of course the auction house yesterday, and now it would be about you, Vergo, and Akainu’s vomit boots today.

Troublemaker was another moniker of yours you often heard in not so quiet whispers. 

But Kizaru’s demeanor never really changed at your attitude. He just answered you with a question of his own. “If Aokiji never reprimands you, then what right do I have to discipline you either?”

Your eyebrows raised a little as Kizaru turned his head to make eye contact with you through those transparent sunglasses before he kept on.

“I don’t know what Aokiji’s dragging his feet for though. You always get him flustered. It’d just be the sensible thing for him to go ahead and admit it right?”

How your body could still have had the energy for that flush of heat to go immediately to your face when you’d just been pounded into the mud not long ago was a feat in its own right. But you didn’t hesitate much.

“Aokiji and I are just friends.” You said with the plainness of someone repeating a legal statement.

“Uh huh,” Kizaru answered, tilting his head a little as if working out a stiffness in his neck brought on by the cheap infirmary chair. “And water isn’t wet.”

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Hours later you’d finally been alone in your room again. The sun had long since set and you were hurting all over as the remnants of mud darkened your shower drain. 

When that was done, you refused to even look in the mirror as you dried off. Your body was a battlefield by this point. Even you weren’t sure which bruise was from who anymore. Unless they truly looked like Doflamingo’s bites or sucks, it was anyone’s guess.

Karma wasn’t something you really believed in. Because you’d seen too many good people suffer and too many bad people win. But if you had done something to truly merit this, you could still only wonder what that would have been. 

Especially when an abrupt knock came at your door.

What in the fuck now? Was your first tired thought as you dropped your towel to grab a robe instead. You did tighten it well and pull the collar high before you went to the door.

There were no peep holes in these doors. Something that wouldn’t normally matter as you cracked the door just slightly, expecting one of your female neighbors at most.

But your breath caught in your chest as you saw that familiar admiral coat at your eye level instead.

And Kuzan said nothing, just looking down at you as you opened the door wider in surprise.

Yet you could smell alcohol again as you heard girls laughing in the distance. They were just entering the barracks from the outside. They’d be coming around the corner into your corridor shortly. They’d see him at your door, and you only in your bathrobe.

So you grabbed that stupid man by his marine tie, jerking him towards you as he did not resist. The door slammed shut as he disappeared into your room. Those girls not even noticing the sound over their own voices before they entered the hallway.

“What the hell are you doing!?” You fussed up at him. You’d already had to argue with Kizaru of all people earlier, likely the biggest gossip on base about these very kinds of things.

And Kuzan was just going to show up unannounced to make this all even harder? 

But he was just staring at you for that moment. He actually looked sad, sincerely so. In a way that had your anger melting away as his dark eyes stayed focused on you.

“Kuzan?” You asked him, more concerned then.

“I’m sorry.” His words finally came. He looked distracted, bothered. It was different things all at once. 

He moved away from you too, going to sit on the edge of your bed as the closest thing to take his weight off of his feet.

“You’ve been drinking.” You stated the obvious. It was much worse than he’d been last night. But you’d seen this before. You knew what it meant.

“What happened?” You asked him carefully, fearing the worst.

He was still watching you. That heavy look, his legs were spread. “I just…I just want you.” But he was almost fighting himself. Changing the meaning with just a few additional words. “I…want you to be okay.”

“You’re drunk.” You tried again, still not understanding at all where this could be coming from. “You can sleep it off here if you need to.” You would still protect him of course.

It wasn’t just about you. You did care about Kuzan’s reputation as well. He’d had his struggles with alcohol as most knew, but normally only when really triggered. He’d be sober by morning and no one would be the wiser. You could sneak him back out of here. It would be fine.

“(Y/N).” He just sounded more insistent.

You watched him carefully. That chilled vapor was coming from his mouth then. He needed to control himself. Your anxiety did increase as the room’s temperature continued to drop.

“Kuzan, you need to rest. Lay down.” You tried to sound more forceful as the chill bumps started across your skin.

“I can’t…because I can’t help you if you keep lying to me.” His eyes were so sharp, even if his voice was not.

And at this you did feel that first real tinge of fear. 

He stood again not long after. And when he did, you saw those ice crystals sparkling across your bedsheets from where his hands had been.

But you stood your ground as his long legs crossed the distance between you so easily. 

This man would never hurt you. Not on purpose. You knew this even as your own breath started to turn to vapor as he came to stand in front of you once more.

And his arm moved around your waist then. The other onto your shoulder. He was steadying himself. But it was so cold. It was as if that touch went straight through the thin robe direct to your skin as he said these new words.

“Doflamingo…what is he to you?”

The world stopped.

Maybe your heartbeat with it. Your legs felt numb. His grip was on you harder. He was the one holding you up now instead.

But you couldn’t make a sound. There was ice on your lips. Even before his own soft mouth had covered yours.

You didn’t even know if you were letting him, or if you really couldn’t move any longer. The taste was so familiar, but masked with the alcohol. That intense cold like drinking him into yourself as you felt the pain beginning in your lungs.

Ice crystals were forming inside your airway as you finally raised your hand enough to grip the side of his face. You dug your fingernails in.

It wouldn’t hurt him, his cheek was more ice than skin now. But he did feel it. 

As soon as his lips parted from yours just that slightest bit, you forced that frigid air back out enough to speak.

“Let me breathe.” But even as you said so, you hadn’t moved away from him at all.

And he understood. Not apologizing yet, but you could feel the ice beginning to withdraw. He was reigning himself back in just enough even as his face remained pressed against yours.

He did let you breathe as requested then. Your body heat reclaiming your lungs bit by bit as you felt his hand wandering up from your waist. He rubbed your back to assist in the gentle thaw as his power continued to recede.

But you still had to answer him. Even as numb and fearful as you still were. Did Kuzan think you were a traitor? Would he hate you? You had no idea how he knew about Doflamingo yet, and maybe even more importantly what he knew.

“We’ve had interactions.” You tried to start. The cold still stung your throat. “But it’s all new...”

Kuzan made a sound. He had lifted his head enough to look down into your eyes again. “So it’s true?”

His voice was different then. And you didn’t like that harshness. You wanted the softer man back from out of all this ice. “My loyalty is to my friends, to my crew, Kuzan. That won’t change.” You promised, but it sounded more like begging. “I’m a marine.” You said, as much trying to comfort yourself as him in this moment. 

“He’s a devil…he really is.” He said. “Why…why would you let him…did you let him?” And it was clear that Kuzan was still so unsure of which answer would be worse.

To live with the knowledge that Doflamingo had taken you against your will, or the equal torture in the realization that you may have actually wanted the madman to do it.

Was this the debate that had plagued Kuzan today as he’d poisoned himself with drink until he could stagger to your door? But still, why? How did he find out?

“It’s a bit of both.” You finally answered, unable to lie any further when faced with this weakened king right before you. Because he was a king to you. Kuzan commanded more respect with his selflessness than the Heavenly Demon ever could through cruelty.

But that logic didn’t make you immune to Doflamingo’s flames and that growing desire for him either. Far from it. It was as if the two of them combined could have made the perfect man for you. Fire and ice.

And what a selfishly deranged thought to think though. Especially when faced with the true pain that your indecisiveness between them could cause.

You didn’t give Kuzan time to reply. You didn’t want him hurting any longer. You resolved yourself to relieve this as much you could for him in this moment. At the very least you could do that as some form of atonement for whatever he’d suffered through today.

You’d had no idea he was still holding onto these kinds of feelings. But maybe so were you. Because this vulnerability was still something that Doflamingo couldn’t fully give you.

If the warlord even had a side like this. If he really did, wouldn’t he have just cut it out as a weakness long ago?

Kuzan had not forsaken any such faults though. You knew he hadn’t in the way his knees weakened as soon as you’d started kissing him again.

He wouldn’t stop you either. He didn’t want to stop as the two of you moved together to fall back onto your bed.

It felt so old and so new all at the same time. You knew just how to undo his tie. Your fingers remembered every button in his vest and his shirt. All those prestigious layers of that marine uniform cast to the floor one after another.

He wasn’t sobering up by any means, but he was more focused then. Wanting something too and controlling the ice so much better now, letting your hands move freely across him as you finally reached bare skin.

His broad chest, breathing for you as you kissed across it. But that milder cold still remained, assisting you even as it now dulled all the aches and pains across your own body. Your bruises, your cracked ribs, all these things that were meaningless to you in this moment.

When your hands ran down his flat abdomen to his belt, you did glance briefly back up to him. You saw that briefest hesitation in his eyes, but then he nodded.

You had his permission to go further. And you didn’t waste it, unbuckling the belt to open it, along with the button and zipper of his white pants soon after.

When it was all loose, he raised his hips to help you in sliding them off. His shoes had already come off sometime at the beginning. Socks now joining them with his pants on your floor.

He was just in his boxer briefs then. Not the instant nudity of Doflamingo who seemed to like nothing between his cock and the open air but those ever tight capris pants.  

You couldn’t help but keep contrasting the two men even then as you gently started to massage Kuzan through his boxers. 

But were you taking advantage of the weakened admiral in the same way that Doflamingo would so gladly have done to you now? And how could his hold already be this strong for you to even be thinking these things? The warlord was still in your bed in your own mind even as another man now laid down into it.

“It’s been a while,” Kuzan breathed out as you felt him beginning to tighten beneath your touch.

And at first you thought he meant since the last time you and he had actually been together like this. Because yes, that’d be years ago now.

But something in the needful way he still looked at you made you second guess that. Did he mean the last time since he’d been intimate with anyone at all?

“How long, Kuzan?” You asked gently then, realizing he may have neglected himself entirely. Which was completely unnecessary. Kuzan could have about any woman on this base if he actually tried. And he could be a complete flirt when he wanted to be. 

“Almost five months.” He admitted honestly. “A girl at a bar. I didn’t know she was just trying to get back at her boyfriend though.”

“Ouch,” you said affectionately before admitting your own previous record. “Smoker made me wait three months then dumped me.” You half smiled. 

It was something how quickly you could both tell each other almost anything again. Just like it used to be as you fell back into those old rhythms. But there was still that massive shadow hanging over you both. And he hadn’t forgotten it either.

“Did you and Doflamingo…” Kuzan started, even as his abdomen tensed, he was hard beneath those boxers now.

And of course he had a right to know. You could imagine that getting seconds from a pirate was not on any admiral’s wishlist to be sure. Also with the extra baggage of it being unprotected sex as well unfortunately. 

You hadn’t been in the position to demand a condom in either instance of course. Just praying that the pirate was wealthy and intelligent enough to have the right medicines on hand to keep himself clear of STD’s. Your marine issued birth control pills were a necessity you’d always kept to the daily regimen of as well.

Why Doflamingo had insisted on going in raw and not pulling out either you weren’t sure about yet. Whether that was just his reckless nature, or something more specific to you was far too soon to tell.

“Me and him? Twice…” You answered quietly, not without guilt still in your tone. Even if Doflamingo hadn’t gotten to finish you that second time in Sabaody.

Kuzan groaned. You knew if he was sober the reactions would have been so much worse. So maybe the alcohol was still a blessing in its own way. As it was now he just looked somewhat miserable again even as ice crystals still sparkled across the mattress around you both. “I just…don’t understand.” He told you.

“I don’t really either,” you admitted too. “And I don’t even know if I can…well, take you right now because of that. I don’t have any condoms here anymore.” You and Smoker had been together long enough to trust that each other were clean. And you were just trying to be up front. Plus you were still torn anyway. You probably couldn’t have endured him without serious ice to numb you again anyway.

But your hands worked fine. Your mouth worked fine if he wanted that. All he had to do was show that it was still okay.

“You don’t have to do anything for me.” He breathed instead as he reached for you then. “That’s not why I’m here.”

And he was then kissing you again, disregarding his erection as you felt him loosening the belt of your bathrobe. His cold hands slipped beneath it as he so gently pulled that last barrier from your shoulders.

You saw him lean back enough to look at you as it fell away. A light frown downturned his lips as he looked across all the damage. 

Kuzan sighed, fingertips tracing some of it with the cold growing a little more around you again. “Of you and me, I was always supposed to be the more self destructive one…when did that change?” 

Probably around the time that he’d first left you you thought to yourself. It had been so hard then. You had to get even tougher to keep going. But when you didn’t answer him, he just shifted you both so that you were now on your back in the bed, him above you as he straddled you. 

And in some way, being under him made you feel so young again. Like true innocent affection despite still being nude in bed with him right now. How those two things could coexist made about as much sense as anything else right now as he started kissing your collarbones.

You knew he was being so careful with you too, even as his lips moved lower to suck one of your breasts gently. His chilled mouth teasing you unintentionally as your hand reached up to stroke through his hair and down the back of his neck.

Kuzan had always joked about really liking breasts whenever he flirted with girls. Doflamingo had focused on yours a bit too. But not in the same way that Kuzan made them a real priority as soon as they were available to him.

If you had to pick a part of your body that Doflamingo had seized on most, well it was just the main attraction at this point. He just wanted to fuck you and nothing else as far as you knew. Whether by cock, tongue, or fingers, that man wanted to be inside.

Kuzan had never been that way though. He wouldn’t say no to the privilege of course, but he’d never been in a hurry. He would get there when he got there. It wasn’t about any specific endgame. It was just about being together.

And yet…even now as Kuzan’s mouth worked your chest and his hand slid protectively over your hip, you didn’t feel like this reunion changed a thing between you.

It didn’t feel like tomorrow would be any different than yesterday or the day before that. Maybe he had missed you. Maybe this was his own form of penance if he thought in any way that his prior actions had put you on a road to falling into the grasp of a man like Doflamingo.

But somehow you still knew that when the sun came up this ice would be melted again and he would be gone. Back to only being your friend.

“Kuzan…” It may be your only chance to ask, the alcohol dropping enough walls for him to answer you once and for all. This question that had plagued you even on the nights that it was Smoker instead who would have been above you like this.

“Hmm?” The admiral turned his head, just resting it against your chest then to listen to you.

You knew he could hear your heartbeat too in that position now as you brought your fingers back into his hair.

“Why did you really leave me…why wasn’t I good enough for you then?”

And he made another sound and you realized he had closed his eyes. But his expression looked somewhat miserable again. He didn’t want to talk about this.

“Kuzan.” You raised your voice a little. 

His eyes opened slightly. He was using your chest as something to rest against all the same. “I’m sorry…I’m just an asshole.” He murmured. “I couldn’t stay. I can’t have a family. None of it. My path doesn’t allow that…it’d just end only one way. I’d lose them…lose you.”

“And nothing has changed now, has it?” You knew the answer already. But you both needed to say it.

“No. It hasn’t. I can’t…”

“You can’t love me.” You finished for him.

“No.” He breathed. “Not that way.”

“It’s okay…” You heard yourself saying. Even with the pain that went through your chest at the final confirmation. “Nobody can.”

He lifted his head, just enough to look at you again. His eyes looked so tired. “That isn’t true.”

You smiled just barely. “It doesn’t matter. Doflamingo isn’t capable of it either I’m sure.” And before he could interrupt you for saying that name that he still didn’t want to hear, you asked something else. 

“So are you going to out me about him? I am still a marine like I said. He put me in a bad spot, but I did what I had to so that I was the only one he hurt. I don’t know what’s going to happen next, but I’m not a traitor, Kuzan. And if it does go too far, I know you can stop me. Is that what you really came here to tell me?”

And for the first time Kuzan had a trace of fear in his own eyes. But he was also too tired to do much more than interlace his fingers in yours then, with his head still on your chest.

“Hina is the only other one that knows. That boy told her what he saw and she told me. She won’t out you.” He took another breath though. “But I went and saw Doflamingo in Sabaody this morning…”

And an additional streak of fear cut through you at those words. But the most terrible thing of all was that you actually felt a concern for the demon himself. You had almost asked if Kuzan had hurt Doflamingo, if he had frozen him before you bit your lip to stop such insane words from coming out of your mouth.

“We didn’t fight. It came close.” Kuzan said, though his expression didn’t say how much he may have noticed your near slip. “But I thought about it the rest of the day. All day at the bar until I finally realized…”

He’d closed his eyes again. There was a new defeat in the way he’d draped across your body now. “I still don’t understand why it has to be true…but I realized he’s just the kind of man you like to fight with. And you love to fight so much…you always have. So he didn’t just choose you. You’re choosing him. Aren’t you? You wouldn’t give that rush up even if I begged you to…”

You were speechless. 

Kuzan nuzzled further into your bare chest however. He somewhat clumsily reached out to pull the blankets around you both as well.

“I’ll leave in the morning. I trust you…whatever you do.” He murmured. “But I’ll kill him the moment he goes too far. Don’t let him hurt you again…if he does there’s nowhere that pirate could hide from the ice age I’d bring.”

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Late into the night, the rains had finally moved on. But the stress in Doflamingo’s mind had not. He knew that Vergo had carried out his orders just as asked. They hadn’t gotten to talk about it any more as he’d had to go into phone meetings as Joker the rest of the day. But no news was good news. It meant that everything was completed as expected.

The warlord had decided to let the hours pass by even further after that too. Trying to think out his next plans before he’d make any other move.

He’d busied himself with readying to sail for Dressrosa in the darkness. The Sabaody house would be out of play for a while as he’d gathered the things from his office. 

Even this morning’s threats from Aokiji hadn’t been enough to fully deter him though. He was apparently willing to risk it all as the longer the day had gone on, the more he’d realized that he wanted…no, needed to see you again.

He would absolutely still be holding you to that agreement of staying with him a few nights in exchange for the release of those slaves as well. Just not at Sabaody as things needed a longer pause there now.

The warlord had other houses though. Plenty of them that he could choose farther from Marineford. Somewhere more difficult for unwanted company to interrupt everything he wanted to have all the time in the world to finally do to you. He was sure his opportunity would come.

He hadn’t been boarded on his ship long at all, navigators setting course for Dressrosa as he’d headed below deck and away from the now clear, starlit skies. He’d actually considered just getting a quick nap in as he entered his captain’s quarters to sit alone on his bed as well.

He was more than tired after such a long day. He had more work he could be doing instead of sleeping though. The door was already shut and locked as he removed his glasses to rub the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes. 

The right eye was dry, the left stung even more than usual.

He sat in silence, opening only his right eye after another moment. He rubbed at the left eye, then blinking it to see only shadows and haze through it as always before closing it again to lessen the stinging. 

Leaving his glasses on the nightstand, he laid back onto the bed regardless. He’d kicked off his shoes and put his arms behind his head, probably falling asleep within a half hour at most.

At least until one of the snails rang anyway. There were always several wherever he slept. Different snails for contacts all over the world. 

Doflamingo actually just rolled over for once though, burying his face in his overstuffed pillow. Maybe that nap needed to be a few hours after all. But the snail just kept ringing. 

And with that amount of persistence he finally had to lift his head up to look. His right eye trying to focus on which snail it was before that eye did widen in realization.

A specific marine snail that hadn’t rang in quite some time was now vibrating among its peers. Doflamingo’s hair was still messy from rolling around in the bed as his strings brought that receiver quickly to his hand. And the snail with it as he pulled it onto the mattress beside him. Hurrying to catch the caller before they might finally stop.

“Well,” He said, already feeling that bit of adrenaline starting to rile him back fully awake too. It really had been a while. “What am I in trouble for this time?” He asked, with his hand partially going over his eyes in habit, as if to hide them even over the phone as he lay on his back again.

“Doflamingo.” Tsuru’s voice carried over. Not angry, not pleased, just fully Tsuru as she answered him. “I had thought you’d outgrown this childish fixation. You’ve been bothering one of my crew again.”

“Do you mean short skirt?” He smiled at her usual bluntness, but it actually wasn’t a harsh expression on his face. There was a little nostalgia here. It’d been years since he’d said that older nickname in front of Tsuru.

“I told you not to call her that again.”

“Captain is a lot more boring of an honorific, Tsuru-san.”

Of course, he should have been far more upset at this surprise. Because the moment that Tsuru would become involved between the two of you was inevitable, but also an entire new difficulty level that he may not currently be prepared for.

And yet, it wasn’t at all like being confronted by Aokiji this morning. Doflamingo truly didn’t mind hearing her voice again. Regardless of the circumstances.

“So what accusations am I facing then?” He actually yawned as he stretched within his bed, even without removing his hand from his eyes. “Apologies if you’re going to have to be more specific.” 

He could hear Tsuru’s resulting frown even without looking back to the snail, himself always irking her whenever he insisted on being so purposefully informal in their interactions. It was such an old game he never tired of. 

“Firstly, did you misbehave in Mariejois?” Her tone was sharp.

His lips parted slightly. If she was asking, then she was already quite sure that he’d done something. And she was even a step ahead of what Aokiji had been then. But of course he’d expect nothing less from Tsuru.

“She sat with me at the meeting while she gave her little report on the war for you. So professional. I did try to trip her, but that didn’t even work.” He admitted with another rare, genuine smile.

“Brat.” Tsuru grumbled. “But that can’t be the whole of it.”

“You’re the one that had to dangle her in front of me. I don’t know what you expected.” He dared to taunt a little without actually admitting more.

“As I said, I thought you’d outgrown that stupid fixation. You’re too old for this nonsense. Keep to your harems in Dressrosa and leave my crew alone.”

He laughed abruptly. Tsuru actually still saw this as a boyhood crush that he refused to release? He had teased her before about you in the North Blue days, yes. So he knew where she was coming from with this. But it was still something else entirely to hear her say it.

“But my pool girls at the castle can’t fight like she can. They can’t send you or even admirals to gut me like she can. It’s a completely different game. You know how much I like a challenge.”

“You can feel challenged all the way to Impel Down, boy.”

“Feh,” He was still smiling. “You’d miss me and you know it. Besides, we’re on the same side now like you always wanted. Why can’t it just finally be water under the bridge?”

“You’re still a pirate. And you don’t take care of your toys, Doflamingo. You break them and then you discard them. That girl has been with me since she was a teen. And unfortunately, I know you’ve had your attention on her since then too. But it doesn’t give you any right to her. You think everything belongs to you. That’s not how this works.”

He did frown a little then. But he wasn’t afraid to dig deeper, maybe even complaining to her actually about the injustice he still thought he’d suffered this morning. “You know you aren’t even the first marine to give me this speech today. Though it sounds a lot less patronizing coming from you.”

And there was a pause there. Which actually delighted him a little, with him having even a rare sliver of information that she did not.

“It was your Admiral Aokiji. I guess that’s her new marine beau again already? He came to my house in Sabaody this morning to bitch at me about having that little skirmish with her at the auction house. I suppose I must have made him jealous. He really was an asshole about the whole thing.”

But he couldn’t catch that woman off guard for long, as she absorbed this revelation easily. “Then I hope his ice gave you a wake up call. Just stay out of it. He’s not someone to be trifled with.”

“Neither am I,” The warlord’s pride did force him to remind her then, but he still wasn’t cold in tone. Not to her. “All I’m hearing though is that you all think I’m not good enough for her. It’s insulting. But let’s talk hypothetical since you took your precious time to make this call about her anyway. What happens if she falls for me instead? Do you excommunicate her from your little sailing brigade? Again, per the World Government, you and I are allies now. No matter how much you still call me a regular pirate. There’s nothing regular about me, Vice Admiral.”

It really had been some time since they’d conversed for this long. But Tsuru was always his match and more when it came to verbal debate as she responded without hesitation. “You’re fantasizing about things that can’t be. I have no doubt that you could hide behind your charms for even months or more if you chose to. But she’s not as ruthless as you’d require. And if it did become public, her rank would be frozen at best. She’d lose all credibility. And she’s worked far too hard to throw that away for a man who can’t even love her.”

Doflamingo felt his teeth grit. It was simultaneous to that slight twist in his chest again. Yet he didn’t lose his temper. “You’re so practical as always. But tell me the truth then. If I said I wanted to at least try, would you still do everything in your power to stop me? I don’t care what the world thinks of me. A kingdom of my own was my goal for so long. And now I have one thanks to Riku’s madness. So I’m chasing my next treasure. And I’m starting to think that it’s time for Dressrosa to have a queen. I could give her everything. You know that I could. Would it really be so terrible for her?” 

She finally sounded more irritated then, maybe even surprised for a single moment. This was of course the first he was confessing these new intentions to anyone. But it was only natural that she’d be the first to know as Tsuru answered him. “And the moment she does anything at all to challenge your ego, or your ideas of people only existing in tiers beneath you as your servants at best, would you kill her, boy? Because I don’t think you understand how to function any differently than that. A woman is not a toy, not a puppet, not a pet.” 

But she still took another breath, and here showcased the real reason why Doflamingo had tolerated this old marine mother for so many years. “I know you’re lonely. I know it hurts you. But forcing more people into your family against their will is only going to lead to another Minion Island. She’s a marine. She’ll always choose to save others even at the expense of herself in the end. Because that’s what we do. Even if you can only see that selflessness as betrayal to your own aspirations.”

His smile was fully gone as his hand slid away from his eyes then. If the snail copied the look in them now, it was what it was. Tsuru had seen these eyes before of course, and the pain that lived inside them.

“Rosinante never loved me, Tsuru-san. It’s not the same. And I know when things are worth risking and when they aren’t now. I’m smarter than I was then. She doesn’t have to be involved in anything unsavory.” And that was of course putting it lightly. “I don’t need another soldier. I already have plenty.”

“How long has this been going on then?” She asked, seeming to start to accept how very deep into this obsession he already was. How serious he really was.

“Since you recruited and flaunted her in front me years ago.” He responded, as if still blaming Tsuru for all of it too.

“That’s not what I mean and you know it. I made sure she was oblivious to your leering and your dirty comments back then. Because she had a right to grow up without that burden on her self worth. She was still a child.”

“But you still let Aokiji have her.” He retorted, and it was more spiteful there.

Tsuru sighed. They had already been through this too. Years ago when it had first happened. “Don’t you dare lecture me on morality, boy. I’ve raised enough daughters. There does come an age where they’re going to go out and find a partner whether you approve of it or not. And if you don’t let them, the rebellion and self destruction they’ll choose instead would be even worse. I knew he wouldn’t hurt her. Just as much as I knew it wouldn’t last. And it never will now either as long as he’s still wishing to remain an admiral. That’s his own choice after what happened to Zephyr. Kuzan doesn’t want to be close to anyone.”

Doflamingo’s eyebrows lowered. This didn’t make sense to him. And Tsuru had never divulged that extra tidbit before. Aokiji was afraid? “He was ready to try and kill me this morning if I so much as sneezed. He wants her that bad and yet he still chooses to be without her?”

“He chooses distance because he does care about her. You wouldn’t understand. And the only reason I’m telling you this at all is so that you don’t resent her for someone she’s not even going to have. I know how that mind of yours works. You’re the most jealous thing that ever breathed.”

He sneered a little. “Sometimes I think you lie about which devil fruit you really have. You see through everyone don’t you?”

“Not everyone. I know you commit far more crimes than I can put evidence to at this point. But if the question is just how you’ll react to something? Please, you haven’t changed at all.”

“Why do you always have to be so difficult?” He exhaled, even as that tension faded again. “What do I have to do to convince you? You talk about your daughters, but what about me? You keep telling me ‘no’ over and over, you know it only makes things worse on this side too. Let me pursue her, even if you think this will never work. Fine, I’ll walk away when I’m done. Just like Aokiji did. But if you keep blocking me, you know it just makes me want to tear right through those walls.”

“You still never answered me on how long this has been going on. You hadn’t asked me about her since you’ve been a king. Now all the sudden you’re fixated more than ever. Why?”

“It was Mariejois of course.” He confirmed. “The very moment you left her alone with me, Tsuru-san. Can’t you at least commend my patience? It only took that many years for you to think I’d forgotten about her.”

“And then Sabaody.” She said, taking her own deep breath, seeming to accept this as her mistake. Obviously she didn’t know the extent of what had happened in either instance. She only knew that his desire for you had been fully rekindled because of it.

“So, I answered you.” His voice was fully serious now. “You do the same. What do I have to do to prove to you that I can play house with her without any casualties? You never know, she might even like it enough that she decides being a queen is a better gig than being shot at by pirates all day long as a marine.”

Tsuru still scoffed. “I can’t hand her over to someone whose going to inevitably destroy her. I don’t know how more plainly I can say that. You’ll never have my blessing.”

And there was a deeper desperation that must truly be there for him to use this comparison now. “But I’ve never truly hurt you. We’ve argued, and we’ve pitted our soldiers against one another like pieces on a chessboard over and over. But I never have gone for your throat, have I? And I won’t. And you know why.”

The silence in that moment made him smile again. Aokiji had been such a prick to think he was truly lying about this this morning. “I didn’t force you into my family.” Doflamingo kept on. “All those years ago, when you took that wounded boy you so pitied into your heart willingly. So let me do the same for her. I have room for you both in what’s left of mine. Because a boy will always need his mother figure. But now this man wants his queen as well.”

“I don’t think there is a heart there anymore, Doflamingo. Even as remnants. But, I’m not going to waste more breath on what you clearly have already decided. So I’ll say this. I can’t stop her. But I will tell her the truth. Everything I know about you. And unfortunately, it doesn’t break any written protocol we have for a marine to fraternize with a warlord given your government immunity. So I can’t formally punish either of you. But as I said, it absolutely would be a social stigma that could ruin all she’s accomplished. And I’ll warn her of that too. In short, I’ll do all I can to show her the terrible choice you would really be.”

“I can accept that challenge.” Doflamingo did smile again then. This was the best it would possibly be then. He was realistic enough to know that. So honestly, it almost did feel like a victory. 

And Tsuru always had the perfect read on every situation as long as she had enough information to do so. The ‘Great Tactician’ they still called her.

So Doflamingo also believed her when she said that Aokiji would not take you back. Not fully or publicly anyway. And the warlord could live with this too. Because it meant that you’d never truly belong to Kuzan, even if he still wanted you. Because half measures weren’t enough for you. You were an all or nothing kind of woman.

And Doflamingo would now be the only one of the two of them willing to go all in.

His grin had stretched from ear to ear once more. 

He’d won.

“Well anything else to berate me with before I hang up? I think I’m actually going to sleep well for once tonight. So thank you. I do enjoy these late night chats. We should get them back on a regular schedule again shouldn’t we?”

“Mind yourself, boy. Nothing’s changed. Slip up and I’ll have some nice chains for you on your way to Impel Down.”

“Love you too, Tsuru-san.” Doflamingo laughed, that word of course sounding so unnatural just by the nature of the man it came from. But he still liked to say it to her for how much it pissed her off each and every time that he did.

And as she immediately hung up on him to prove her reaction indeed remained the same, he just smiled into his pillow as he buried his face again. There was a large weight off of him now. He’d be back to sleep very soon.

He’d actually let you sleep uninterrupted tonight as well, wherever you were. He could call you again tomorrow and start this chase all over again.

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CONTINUED

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Thanks for reading!

[shanksbaby]

Aokiiji\Kuzan x reader- Kidnapping you

you were part of a small village in the mountains, you were not born there though: you moved when you were only 5 years old because the marines had attacked your hometown. So together with your uncle you arrived in this small village, well hidden from the outside world.

your life has always been monotonous and quite predictable, every day the same routine until he arrived: Kuzan, the former admiral. Among the young people of the village he was unknown but the older ones and your uncle knew him, he was much loved by the marines but after a battle with another admiral he was forced to resign…or at least that's what they said.

he wasn’t wearing his Marine uniform and yeah he wasn't an admiral anymore butin your eyes didn’t make him any less a part of them...he still wore their weight. Make your hatred very visible by brushing off any time he approaches you, trying to avoid him as much as possible.

what pissed off you more it was that lazy manner: as if he were a simple traveler and not the one whose story was stained by the very organization that had destroyed your family and other people, those who allowed the celestial dragons to enslave people. Kuzan was always around, a quiet fixture of the town, his former life trailing him like a ghost only you seemed to see.

you even shouted insults in his face once, saying that he should be ashamed of what he and the marines did, and to your surprise he didn't retaliate but listened to you, and you could see a hint of shame in him.

he replied that he doesn’t know who he is anymore, that he’s lost his way, in short he’s not that marine anymore. And surprisingly you believe him, you notice his kindness hidden by that aloof manner, Kuzan wasn’t like the Marines you’d come to fear and despise.

and so over time you learned to appreciate Kuzan, to love him, to love his stupid jokes, his stupid flirtations. He got you out of annoying conversations with the cashier, kept you warm during the winters with his heat-emitting body, and kept you cool in the summers with his devil fruit.

you started dating, kissing and cuddling on your couch, you made love to him for the first time. He shared with you all his adventures and all the fights he defeated but also the beatings he received, and you couldn't help but be enthralled by his story.

yet, happiness frequently feels too proper to last, and someday he confessed that he needed to leave. You noticed the ache in his eyes, the reluctance in his stance. But you knew him sufficient through then to recognize he wasn`t leaving out of indifference. He feared bringing troubles for you.

the days have become united again for you and above all you felt a loneliness that you didn't feel before Kuzan, damned ex-admiral for making you fall in love with him!

one night your little village is attacked: chaos erupts as ships with black flags sail into view, and then you see him...Kuzan, your former lover. You freeze at the sight while everyone tries to run away from the pirates that have arrived.

before you can make a move to escape or reach him, you feel strong arms wrap around you, lifting you from the ground. You look up and see Kuzan’s face, filled with a fierce determination. “What the hell are you doing, you brute?” you ask angrily. “Leave me alone, and get out of my village. Stupid me for thinking even marines could change.”

he calmly replies “I can’t let anyone hurt you, now you will come with me…You will be safe.” and in the meantime he slowly walks towards the exit of the village while the pirates plunder the village.

"What about the others in the village? You let them get hurt like this?" you ask as you wriggle out of his grip.

he holds you tighter so that you can't leave "don't worry, they won't enslave them, my subordinates will just take something from them. After all I had to give Teach something in return" after five minutes he arrives where his crew's camp is and puts you on a wagon

"So you sold them in exchange of what?"

"In exchange of you being protected. I couldn't protect you alone, but now that i know the others will protect you, now we can finally being togheter" he tells you as he comes closer and hugs you tightly while placing his forehead on your shoulder

"That doesn't make it right!" you yell "You shouldn't have sold the lives of those people of yours, especially for someone like me."

"Oh sweetheart, for you I would do anything, I would even kill for you"

[mikoyamisheadcanonblog]

Ex Admirals (Frist Date)

Current Admirals

🧊Kuzan (Aokiji)🧊

🧊When he asks Reader out, it is more passing by in the hallway. Reader is probably hurrying about somewhere while he is out napping in the garden. He will call Reader to him, before asking them out just causally while his pinky is cleaning his ear.

🧊He always found Reader to be interesting and cute as they were always running around taking orders or helping fellow marines. Or even helping citizens, he finds all that charming and the heart of the Marines.

🧊On the date is very casual clothing with a beanie and his night mask on his forehead, it isn’t like he put much thought into the date, or dressing up. In fact, he did think about it for a while trying to figure out what Reader liked and planning on the date.

🧊The date itself is very casual as he takes Reader around the village both trying new things before going to the park and taking a nap. He finds a very comfortable spot for both of them to relax of course he brings books for Reader if she doesn’t want to sleep.

🧊He will wake up every so often and chat with Reader before sundown and help Reader head home. It is a very relaxing date and if Reader hints they want another date he will offer a second date already planning for it.

Sakazuki (Akainu)

🌋Reader will have to ask him on a date, he is obviously too busy for much of a date or even think about a date but when Reader asks it does take him much by surprise a bit. He will stop scribbling on his paper to glance at Reader removing his cigar from his lips and staring at Reader before he nods in agreement giving a specific date and time.

🌋He will meet the Reader at the marine base dressed in a traditional Japanese kimono showing off his tattoo. He will walk with Reader in one arm sitting in his kimono. There isn’t much conversation he and Reader will walk back to his place.

🌋While Reader did ask him out, he planned the whole date and as expected it is a simple but traditional Japanese date. He would take Reader to the hot springs where they would shower in separate tubs or together depending on how close of relationship is and share conversations about the latest events going on in the world and what to do with removing the pirates.

🌋He will later take Reader out for some tea, enjoying green tea with traditional Japanese sweets. He is the one that makes the tea for  Reader and shows off his bonsai tree and while they sit in silence he will show Reader how to take care of the tree and such.

🌋The date ends with him showing Reader a personal room of their own after all it be too much of a hassle to have Reader walk back to the base. There is a long silence as the date has long ended and he stares at Reader only to be surprised when Reader gives him a kiss and walks away to their room thanking him for the date. He will smile ever so slightly.

[zaimta]

Hey hey~! First things first - I absolutely love your headcanons and your writing style have me believing everything you say - it's pretty great ♡ if you were taking requests, could I ask for maybe Law, Kid, or Aokiji and the furthest they would go out of their comfort zone to do something silly to make their S/O happy/smile?? :3c

making their s/o smile

parings: law, kid and aokiji x gn!reader

a/n- TY FOR THE KIND WORDS <33

LAW-

when he noticed you were upset at first he would give you some space not being the best at talking about these kinds of things

but after a while he just wanted to see you smile again because you’ve been glooming around the ship and isolating yourself from the rest of the crew

so what did he do?? switch the bodies of saichi, penguin, and bepo!!

they were scrambling around the ship trying to find law to get their normal bodies back and flailing around

you were holding back a laugh but you failed ended up laughing at loud at their distress

“ITS NOT FUNNY Y/N!” they all yelled in unison but it was hard to tell who was who

law came up besides you and nudged you with a barley visible smile on his face

“i see you’re smiling again y/n.”

KID-

an actual meance like i don’t know what to tell you

when he sees you’re upset he beats up various people and he’s like “WAS IT THIS ONE Y/N??” when you shake your head he goes off to beat up someone else “OR WAS IT THIS ONE??”

you have to stop and clarify that it was no one’s fault because he will end up beating up the whole village

he makes you laugh on accident, he was grumbling about something walking into your room and hit is head on the door frame and proceeded to curse at it but it was a longgg string of em

it made you laugh because he was really arguing with a doorframe like

he looks at you with a slight smile because your smile was back “what are you laughin at?”

“oh nothing” you said with a grin

AOKIJI-

like any mature middle aged man he should be talk out his problems and the same goes for you allowing the two of you to have smooth communication and get to the root of the problem

key word here is “should”

horrible dad jokes about his devil fruit!

he’s such a calm and collected guy so sumn like this would get you laughing right away because it’s not like him

“oh come on y/n don’t give me the cold shoulder” badum tssss

you eventually laugh at one of his jokes and he stops once you laugh because he knows they’re bad too but your smile was definitely worth it to him

[oneprompt]

Hello!! I apologize if you aren't taking requests atm, but if you are, could I ask for Kuzan, Law, Kid, and Mihawk - and how they go about make-up sex after an argument? I thank you for your time and energy and please take cars of yourself uwu (p.s. I love your writing so much!!! )

authors note : don't fret , im eager to have more requests aimed my way ..! i'll do my best .. please enjoy .. !

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Note : Reader is described as afab

Aokiji x Gn! Reader : Make-Up Sex Hcs

- Aokiji isn’t the type to get in fights often with his partner but when he does, boy, they are fights. Not that they escalate over shouting at each other, no. They just cause an overflow of tension in your relationship. He’s the first one to forgive, trying his best to apologize to you. Yet, he’s only met with your disgruntled attitude, refusing to accept his apology. 

- He knows just the way to fix your image on him, returning himself to your sweet side. Aokiji targets your breasts, cupping them mid conversation with his enormous hands. He’ll act just as composed as before as he’s groping your tits from behind, his pelvic area pressed flush against your butt. “I think you’re being a bit unreasonable, Y/n.” Aokiji mumbles against the shell of your ear, ignoring how embarrassed you seem to be getting. He can tell your protests are insincere, with the way your nipples stiffen in between his fingers, leaning yourself further against him. Aokiji’s got you right where he wants you. Perfect. 

- Aokiji’s a bit of a tease, once you finally admit how much you want him. He’ll take an eternity, being so agonizingly slow while pulling your underwear down to your ankles. He just wants to hear you beg a little, exclaim how much you missed his touch. What can he say? Every man loves a good stroke of ego. 

- After he’s had his fun teasing you, he is all up on you. Aokiji makes sure to spoil your cunt, applying periodic pressure to your clit, his tongue diving into your warmth. Aokiji is a master at giving cunnilingus, and it’ll only get better whilst he’s trying to win you over. He can’t stop kissing, licking and feasting on you.

- Aokiji is praising you to the moon and back. He’ll fill you with his fingers, applauding you for taking them in with such ease while he stretches you open, staring at your adorable cunt. “Oh, baby... you’re doing so good, but... I wonder if you can fit something even bigger..”

- Creampies you during makeup sex 100%. Aokiji wants to fill you up with his love, blasting his hot semen into you as a token of affection. He loves watching your eyes roll back as his cum spills out of you, your eyes glistening with tears from how full you are. Once again, he praises you for how well you did, shocked that your womb could take in so much of his cum.

Trafalgar Law x Gn! Reader : Make-Up Sex Hcs

- Law isn’t the type to forgive easily. So, it’ll be you who has to seduce him. If you two fight, he tends to overwork himself instead, doing all he can to avoid you. You try to just say sorry at first, explaining how you acted irrationally. But you don’t hear a single peep out of your boyfriend, you just earn a slight glare before he carries on with whatever he may be doing.

- Before you hold a more dirty approach, you try to apologize one last time. Yet, Law blew up as soon as “can you forgive me?” fell from your lips. And all of a sudden, you’re pushed down against his bedroom desk. Needless to say, it turns out to be less of mushy, cute make-up sex and more of aggravated make-up sex. Law’s pushing your shirt up, flashing himself with your breasts. And so begins a long, sensual day with your boyfriend.

- He doesn’t really get off to seeing you please him after a fight. Law prefers to do that to you, seeing how much your body needs him, hearing you cry for him. Knowing that even after a big fight, you still desire to be with him... Well, that’s more then enough for Law.

- Law tries his best to act standoffish, only delivering strict blows of foreplay to you, making sure not to spoil you too much. But his body doesn’t keep up with his mental image, his hips desperately grinding against you, his hands never leaving your flesh.Even if you notice how needy he’s being, it’s best to not say so... or else you’re getting the cold shoulder once again. 

- Expect a ton of kissing. Nothing cutesy, though. Just sloppy, hot, opened mouth kisses. Law can’t get enough of your mouth, repeatedly trading saliva with you while he thrusts into you, your legs bent into a mating press. His thrusts can grow inconsistent and disorientated, due to how distracting your kisses are. You’re his greatest weakness, even when he wants to be mad at you. 

- Law tends to pull out when you two have sex but on these types of days, Law tends to cum inside of you. You assume it to be some sort of teritorial thing but no, it’s so far from that. Law does so in hopes of breeding you. Not as a form of branding but for the more tender side of it all: to have a family with you, Regardless of how upset he was with you at the beginning, his heart always crumbles to that sweet, delicate spot. Of course, Law would never admit that to you or anyone, in fact. It’s a thought that lingers in the back of his mind, imprisoned there for only him to know. 

Eustass Kid x Gn! Reader : Make-Up Sex Hcs

- Kid is usually the instigator of your couple conflicts, as well as the one to expect forgiveness immediately. It’s no secret that he holds a fiery temper, one that holds no bounds, not even towards his partner. If you deny his apologies (which are often half assed...) he’ll fuck you till you forgive him. Kid may seem angry about having to do so but is he really? The more stubborn you are, the better. 

- Kid isn’t much of a service dom, like the other men discussed on here. He’ll have you teary eyed, your endearing lips wrapped around his girthy shaft. “Cmon Y/n. You’re really still fighting my apology? Tsk. You just wanna be fucked, dont’cha?” He’s not gentle with you. Kid will yank your hair, fucking each and every one of your holes until you come around, finally accepting his apology. He doesn’t care how long it’ll take, he’ll spend hours upon hours fucking your cunt. 

- But don’t get me wrong, he’ll still pleasure you.. just not in too much of an empowering way. Kid will have you bent over, recklessly eating you out, leaving lip stick smears all over your pussy. Or he’ll have his calloused fingers toying with your clit, picking up the pace till you see stars. Degrading to your pride or not, it’s definitely worth it. 

- Kid refuses to risk you two having some brats. So, he sticks to covering you in his semen. But hey, Kid’s not complaining. The sight of your body glistening with his cum is definitely a vision he favours... Not only is it the safest route, but it’s also the sexiest one. 

- With how brutal he is to you, Kid has mastered the powers of aftercare. He’ll carry you to the bath with him, rubbing his lipstick stains off of your sweet body, watching them cease to be. Kid offers you whatever you need, even if he doesn’t say it in the most proper way... “Hey, want a massage? I really blew your fuckin back out.”

-- Kid expects you to calm down afterwards, avoiding any form of conflict. But it does the opposite, making you act more cheeky in hopes of him recreating that moment. And he always ends up doing so, meeting your expectations. You make sure it’s just a teasing quarrel, never escalating to a true fight. The moral of the story is Kid is the king at angry/make-up sex

Mihawk x Gn! Reader : Make-Up Sex Hcs

- You two don’t fight very often. The most it’ll get to is mild annoyance, something that can easily be resolved. It’s always you who’s bothered. But can anyone blame you? Having a boyfriend who’s never home to satisfy your needs is a pain, especially when it’s to go canoodle with the other Warlords. You can’t help but let your jealousy fester, letting it blow up one day. 

- Mihawk is unbothered by your sudden outburst, simply apologizing for his busy nature. You want to remain mad, go on a tirade on why he needs to stay home with you more often but you’re cut off by Mihawk’s sudden touch. With your buttcheek in his palm, Mihawk gives you a polite kiss on the cheek. “Let me make it up to you tonight, my darling.” Who are you to deny his gracious offer?

- Mihawk refuses to let you service him. A man who neglects his adoring partner doesn’t deserve that. Plus, he finds more pleasure in being all over you. Face between your thighs, Mihawk lets his fingers spread you open, moving inward and outward at a perfect rhythm. It seems so simple but with such strong fingers, he knows just where to hit. 

- He’ll do whatever you desire him to, just say the word and he’s ready. For a prideful swordsman like himself, he’s shockingly obedient. But of course, that’s a side of him that's reserved for you and you only. Mihawk will take you in any position at any strength, any speed. He can hold his own lust back quite well, not going overboard with his own desires. Don’t expect him to be this vocal under any other circumstances... He’s just acting that way to cheer you up. 

- Mihawk is full of praise while he’s fucking you, bouncing you up and down onto his cock, fingers digging into your love handles. He spews endless apologies, going on and on about how lucky he is to have you. Whenever you show a reaction to his words, he just amplifies them, never shutting up. 

- He makes sure that you’ve orgasamed before he does. Mihawk loves watching you cum, the way your voice pours out, legs shaking. It’s a true sight to behold, one that’ll relish in his mind for the rest of his life. Lets just say that Mihawk will definitely take time to be home more after tonight, wanting to see make even more lewd faces for him. How romantic, isn’t it?

[clumsyexpression]

⤺ All in a Name⤻

Some nicknames that One Piece Men find to be terms of endearment, much to your dismay ❤

also interpret some of these...however you may ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Ace: Hot Pocket

His favorite and most delicious go-to snack that he could have 17 times a day every day and never get tired of because he loves them so so much. He doesn’t discriminate on any of the flavors nor does he care how long its been in the freezer aka doesnt care if it's freezer burnt to oblivion when he has to reach super far back in his secret stash and when he accidentally overcooks one in the microwave, it still tastes just as good – having a super hot, goopy mess makes it all the better ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Corazon: Y/N, Y/N, bo-banie, Bonana-fanna fo-fanie, Fee fi mo-manie ~ Y/N!

He loves cute names and he loves passcodes so it kinda works in tandem. Yes, he sings the whole song, depending on how much of it you allow him to finish

Crocodile: Alligator

You deadass came up with this yourself and he’s never used it once. I mean, yeah, he still sees you later, but never will you be able to make this man say this, or ever call you a gator.

Franky: Jane

‘It’s just like that one Jim Carrey movie if you think about it!’ Everything is like a Jim Carrey movie to him. And if you were his partner-in-crime, your name – personality notwithstanding – is automatically Jane…..like in that one Jim Carrey movie.

Katakuri: Lofthouse Cookie

It’s a highly controversial topic for the both of you. He claims that they do indeed taste good, you say they are the abomination of the dessert world – if you could even really call it food. I dunno, that’s between yall. But the sentiment is there lol

Kid: Socket Wrench

Very handy and capable of doing many jobs ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Killer: Ravioli-Ravioli-Give-Me-the-Formuoli

It doesn’t get much better than pasta nor does it matter what kind. But ravioli is stuffed with good stuff and is more filling, as are you to him.

Kuzan: Bazoongas

‘Why? What’s wrong with that? Everybody loves bazoongas. I love bazoongas. I love you. Bazoongas.’

Law:  Dihydroxyphenyl

Because he’s not very forthcoming with his feelings, he likes to make you figure it out. Will vacillate between cholecalciferol and the other obnoxiously named chemical compounds that compose Omega-3 Fatty Acids. They’re all good for the heart, and even though he may not outright say it in layman’s terms, that’s what he means. ‘Cholecalciferol-ya, I need another dose.’ ‘I could use some of my Eicosapentaenoic acid-ya right about now.’

Luffy: Number 9

Cause a Number 9 on any menu never disappoints and will always make him happy, regardless of what life brings. Even if y'all somehow end up in a fancy schmancy restaurant, the 9th item on the menu is the go-to though most of the time he doesn’t even count lmao

Marco: Berdst Friend

Totally just a cute punny name, absolutely not what it actually references

Mihawk: Jalapeño Popper

You’re very spicy and what’s better than you to complement a glass of wine?? Can you guys tell that I don’t drink or smoke pffft

Sanji: Egg

They are supposedly aphrodisiacs and like, people eat them in everything. You have the same effect on him, so there’s no better nickname that’s more fitting ♡ according to him

Smoker: Marlboro Lights 100s

His first love before cigars. Will always hold a special spot in his heart. But forreal tho – why do people by these up?? Really don’t miss those days having to sell’em lmao

Usopp: Hacky Sack

Hacky sacks would make perfect ammunition for his slingshots, but he could never because he couldn’t bear to cast something so personable and cozy like that away – even against an enemy maybe – and that’s the same regard he has for you.

X Drake: Sarah, Plain and Tall

Not so much a nickname rather than something he has to mutter under his breath to keep it together. Just..try not to flash any more skin than you already are and everything should be gravy.

Zoro: Swiss Army Knife

He doesn’t really call things cute or adorable, but you know what he means when he calls you his little Swiss Army Knife cause they’re super cute and have so much going on, but you would never know it at first glance..unless..you know…show all your goods and what you can do by bearing it all ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[murasakispace]

One Piece characters with a playful S/O who is deep down a merciless badass

TW : none.

A/N : This won't focus entirely on the relashionship with any of the characters.

Characters : Mihawk, Ace, Aokiji

Mihawk

At first, your way to be so lively, bold, untamed and uncaring about everything kinda annoys our dear Warlord.

Then, he finds out about your piercing glare, your powers if you have any, your talent at using your weapons or just your style in general.

He is amazed, honestly.

Won't show how surprised he is, though.

But still. He will wonder how he could have been so blind when it comes to your talent for fighting.

The way you kicked those noisy bastards' asses ? Mihawk wouldn't have done better. Well he was able to, but, you know...

It's mostly your eyes and your expression that he will remember. He so used at seeing that little smirk of yours while you are eagerly awaiting for a poor fool to fall in your little traps. And yet, here we are. There's no trick this time.

Mihawk won't say anything immediately but he will appreciate if you accept to tell him more about your training and mostly your past because he wants to know what or who made you become such a badass.

As obvious as it sounds, Mihawk won't go full fangirl about you. But he respects you even more from now on. +100 points of charm for you.

Although, your cheekiness comes back and our dear Mihawk finds it both endearing and slightly upsetting.

He didn't know you were doing all these jokes more for him than yourself and had no idea about it. But the black-haired man will find it endearing when you will tell him.

Just to make it clearer, it happens almost like the following drabble.

"If I had known you were smiling like that, I would have slaughtered thousands of people already" you state with a smirk on your face. Mihawk just stared at you, his brows furrowing.

"No no. Don't play pretend. I've seen it, my dear" you continued, passing in front of your beloved swordman.

The latter was a little bit shocked and didn't know what to answer. Even though he remained stoic, you noticed his unease. You got closer to him and almost kissed his cheek. Yet, you remembered you were in public and just withdrew before embarrassing Mihawk.

"You wanted to make me smile ?" inquired the latter.

"Yeah. Why not? You look like you're always far away. Even when you're with me. That's why I keep trying to attract your attention towards me" you admit, blushing and your head slightly tilted to the side.

"I... Had no idea. I apologize if you feel like I am ignoring you, my dear" replied Mihawk after a short time and almost as equally flustered as you were, he was just better at concealing it.

You felt him take your hand and raise up to his lips. He just kissed it lightly as he was used to do. You nodded and here was the end of the story. Although, it didn't stop you in your kidding habit.

Ace

Will find it incredible. Like his eyes are glittering with delight. Goes full fanboy about your strength.

Of course, he loves your little tricks. And mostly the ones that aims the others *Marco suddenly feels as if he is called somewhere on the ship's deck*. He always find it really funny as well as the crew who asks you where you find all these ideas.

You would never tell them by the way. You just shrug then walk away.

But you like to make Ace's heart lighter with jokes and he knows this.

Although, once a Navy ship took a liking in saying bullshit to your crew. You didn't even wait for Pops to give an order and by the time he did, all these soldiers were lying on their deck, bathing in their own blood and their body cooling down as nature intended.

Ace was seriously taken aback. Where was his little childish cat who messes around with the people of the crew?

"Hey Y/N... You okay?

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"You have just kicked all of their asses in 3 minutes, that's why. You could've left me some by the way!"

"Sorry?"

Ace just hugged you after that and showed off slightly, claiming all loudly "that's mah gurl bitches" or something alike.

All of this to say that Ace is super happy when you're all bold, joking around and just untamed with people. But he also likes that merciless side of you that crushes everything which doesn't go the way you want to. Although, he mostly prefers that smiling and childish side of you even though he accepts you as a whole.

Aokiji

Let's go for our lazy Admiral of the Navy.

When he meets you, you have some reputation among the soldiers for being quite an unconventional servant of the holy Justice.

There are some bottles of milk which apparently exploded in the kitchen, some bubble invasions when the day for laundries came and all the Marine capes went pink instead of the immaculate usual white. All these kinds of small things that brought smiles to the soldiers and made them look just human as much as completely unnerved.

Fortunately, Aokiji has never been touched by such pranks. The pink coats was your most famous joke. Even Sengoku didn't manage to keep his laughter for himself.

In the meantime, you were slowly constructing your legend with that gentle smile of yours always plastered on your face. A smile which made Kuzan fall for you.

One day, Aokiji was required for a mission in some places and you were of the party. Everything was going well until you had to fight random pirates. Nothing strange until then since it was your job.

It turned out to be something else when you literally dashed in the first line and just killed your ennemies without a care in the world. You were a little bit like a bull smashing everything in its way. Your crewmates had barely the time to see the pirates flying lifeless behind you.

The rumor that spread after that was that apparently, the soldiers of your crew just needed to sit on an empty trunk of a tree observing the pirates landing - or more likely royally wallowing - at their feet and applauded while giving you a score of ten out of ten for having masterfully fallen like shit on the ground.

Anyways, all that mattered for Aokiji was if you were okay first. Then, when he noticed a blood stain on your cheek that wasn't yours, he felt relieved. You mercilessly butchered those pirates and you weren't injured.

Aokiji doesn't overly appreciate your habit to just go before anyone in battles and can't say he is 100% for it. Your style is too unstructured. You will get killed if you are not careful and since you are unleashed during this time without any immediate back-up, he will ask you at least to wait to have some soldiers at your side. Losing you is never an option and he can't be always behind you to save that ass of yours he was so fond of.