#neither is perona probably

[diminuel]

Do you think Crocodile and Mihawk get into a bragging war about their kids and accomplishments?

I'm probably in the minority because I don't really get dad - kids vibes from Mihawk and Perona/ Zoro (maybe I just haven't seen the light yet *lol*)

But for the sake of the idea, I can imagine that neither of them are the type to brag but one day Mihawk might make some appreciative comment on Zoro's achievements and judging it against the accomplishments of his captains. Crocodile is listening without much comment but the moment Mihawk says something that implies that Luffy might not be able to keep pace with Zoro's growth, there's a ringing in his head and he tells Mihawk about what Luffy has achieved, as a person and as a captain.

At the end of the extensive rant Mihawk is left wondering just why the hell Crocodile knows so much about Strawhat Luffy (because Croc has not trusted anyone with the truth yet and while Mihawk might be very observant and smart, the thought that Crocodile could be Luffy's other parent just has not ever crossed his mind.) He feels not even Shanks would be able to give such a detailed account of the boy.

(It will all make sense once he realizes that it's his kid and then maybe they can engage in bragging about the kids that might get a bit too heated from time to time.)

[sanjisboyfie]

∞ SNSTV : first year, first mission

this is the first chapter of my series "sensitive" (SNSTV = sensitive). since it's a series, this first chapter is going to be pretty "boring" in terms of romance, but it still full of satosugu interactions with reader...but probably not favorable ones as you'll see soon lol. anyway ! stay tuned for the next chapters because i will have a lot of fun fleshing this out hehehe

first year satosugu x male reader

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( if u squint )

“since shoko is a very valuable sorcerer, she must refrain from participating in highly dangerous missions,” the only girl in the room smiled at the information, sneakily flipping off her male classmates. satoru was annoyed, suguru was indifferent, and [name] seemed to be the only one with half a mind to care for the woman’s safety.

“her abilities are quite special,” he compliments, making yaga hum in agreement and shoko wink at him in appreciation.

satoru pretends to barf in his mouth.

“that leaves the three of you, [last name], gojo, and geto — this mission is going to be your first one without supervision. it should show to be easy enough. you are to simply monitor and oversea a specific section of the closed down mall and exorcise any curses that are roaming. it has been closed down far too long and kids are starting to wander in there without any idea of what they’re walking into. for the safety of the people and the community, you must exterminate every curse that dwells there. you are all permitted in using any cursed tool, if you wish, but we highly encourage you learn to harness your abilities as soon as possible.”

satoru pretended to barf in his mouth again. doing things for “normal” civilians was never his most ideal way of spending his time. but unless he wanted to hear a nagging from yaga, he had to suck it up. formal missions were hard to dodge, anyway. meanwhile, suguru hummed in understanding, seeing why this would need an urgent team.

and [name] was just excited to finally get his hands on his cursed tool again.

the three were escorted to the abandoned mall via their driver, who told them to call him if anything were to happen and they needed immediate assistance.

“i don’t get why crybaby over here had to come,” satoru huffs, looking at the mall with disinterest. it’s unclear whether or not he’s talking to himself or his other classmate. either way, it got a reaction from [name] who was within earshot.

“why don’t you just go fuck off gojo,” [name] snarled, holding onto the scythe in his hands with a tight grip. he expertly twirled it around, using the weight of it and basic understanding of gravity, to make it so that the sharp blade was pointed right at gojo’s neck.

hiding his surprise at the sudden action, gojo just smirked and glared at [name].

“you’re just scared because you know i’m right. the moment things go to shit, you’re gonna go running with your tail in between your legs like a poor puppy. and i’ll be there to laugh,” gojo said with a taunting cackle, the ugly sound rising from his throat making both suguru and [name] cringe.

“i’ll slice your throat open, i mean it.”

“love to see you try, piece of shit!”

“alright! enough fighting, the both of you! seriously? are we on a mission to exorcise some curses or is it my personal responsibility to babysit the two of you?” suguru sighed, rubbing his forehead in stress, “can we all just do this and go home? i think it’s obvious neither of you want to be here any longer,”

satoru rolled his eyes at suguru’s “nice guy” perona, internally calling bullshit on his entire personality. god, satoru hated those type of guys the most. the ones who think they’re superior just because they’re more mature. it pissed him off that suguru had an ability so strong too...talk about waste of potential!

well, too bad for both [name] and suguru because the one who was most superior was obviously him! he was gojo satoru, after all.

“whatever, weaklings. why don’t you sit back and just let me take care of this? there’s no need for your abilities when i could exterminate every curse in the vacinity,” satoru was confident when speaking his words, but if you were to tell him to actually do that…he might not have been able to.

hey! he was a first year and just recently allowed to go completely “ham” on using his powerful abilities. he didn’t have the bestest grasp on control or output, but he did know that his technique easily overpowered the other twos’.

“hm, to make it interesting, why don’t we have a competition?”

the competitive side of [name] and satoru shone bright after suguru said that. taking their perked up heads and attentive ears as a sign to continue on, he proposed, “whoever exorcises the most curses won’t have to do chores around the dorm for a whole week and all that responsibility will fall onto the losers.”

“a whole month,” [name] bargained, earning a shrug of approval from suguru. and satoru laughed that obnoxious laugh of his again, shouting a “bring it on” before putting on his sunglasses.

“you two are going down!”

“what does cockiness get you besides hateful stares, gojo?”

“geto-san’s right, you gojo bitch! bite your tongue and choke on your own blood, fool!!”

on the count of 3, the three students were setting off into separate directions of the mall and finding as many curses as possible to exterminate. for how vast the entire property was, this could take as long as a couple of hours…if the three students were normal jujutsu sorcerers.

but when you put a narcissist, someone with a superiority complex, and a hot-headed individual in a high stakes competition, you get the mall that was full of curses being free of said curses in under two hours (an hour and ten minutes, to be exact. to cover a 800,000 square feet land full of extremely lower grade curses).

at the beginning of the competition, [name] would lure out the curses by simply baiting them with his “naivety” of them being there. they’d pounce to attack, happy to find an unsuspecting prey, before [name] would slash them across their forms and kill them with his cursed tool. he imagines by the end of the hour, he had already taken care of over a couple dozen very low grade curses.

just as he was about to maneuver around and slice another one up, something had already took care of the problem.

“gonna need to try harder than that, crybaby,” satoru taunts, smirking from a floor above as he easily blew up the curse that was about to attack [name]. the man grits his teeth in annoyance while the white haired individual just shrugs in pride, “you can’t even look out for yourself, need me to save you, huh?”

“fuck off!” [name] sent a strong gust of wind satoru’s way via swinging his scythe towards satoru, creating almost a slash of air. his tormentor only laughed at the attempt in attacking him, flipping out of the way and then walking past [name] with a smug grin.

as he disappeared from [name]’s sight, he felt himself get more and more annoyed and angry at his predicament. of course, he had to be stuck in an abandoned place with his bully and not be able to leave until the ending of their mission. [name] huffed, feeling an unfair amount of tears reach his eyes.

at least satoru wouldn’t be around to see him cry like a pathetic loser, he thought to himself. he shook his head a couple of times, forcing the tears down with a clearing of his throat and rough wipe of his face. it was a pain to live such an emotionally unstable life — as if he had any control over things like that.

“so you really are a crybaby?” suguru’s voice broke his silent sobs, making him whip his head up and glare at the man approaching him. seeing his obvious apprehension to him being there, suguru put his hands up in surrender to show he meant no harm, “there’s no reason for you to be crying, why are you crying?”

“obviously i know i have no reason to cry, idiot, how annoying do you think it is for me to have to do it when i have no reason to?!”

suguru blinked, confusion panted on his face, “you have to cry?” putting emphasis on ‘have’ it was obvious suguru didn’t see a point in such a thing, especially right now.

“you wouldn’t get it, so just leave me alone,” [name] said, waving his hand and turning around to look for more curses. suguru had an odd look on his face as he watched [name] walk away, an unreasonable amount of cursed energy surrounding the previously crying man.

the ravenette truly wondered what his life story was, he was just so intriguing. a sorcerer coming from one of the strongest clans in the jujutsu world was walking away from him with his head held down, shoulders shaking, and tears dripping onto the floor.

“what’s his deal,” suguru hums to himself, flicking his wrist in the direction of a miniature curse that was coming towards him and easily eliminating it from the picture.

[name] continued expertly swinging his scythe around whenever he saw a curse coming towards him, not flinching as it died in front of him each time. it was obvious he was most comfortable with such a weapon, despite it being a couple times larger than his smaller frame. with how easily he handled it, though, it was somewhat obvious that he had been training with the weapon for a long time.

“oiii!!! i finished up on my part of the mall,” satoru shouted, his whiny voice echoing in the empty walls.

“same here!!”

[name] looked down at the pathetic curse that was shyly standing far away from him. it had an odd figure, a spherical body that was being held up by skinny blue legs that were wobbling from the abnormal amount of weight that they had to hold up. it was muttering some stuff about the fitting room and how the clothes weren’t fitting, making [name] believe it probably formed from the stuff people would feel about themselves in the fitting rooms.

he sighed, walking ahead and crouching in front of the curse. the scythe remained unmoving as it was leaning against his shoulder, weakly swinging in the air at the heavy weight of the blade hanging behind his head. he kept it secure with his arm over the handle portion, making sure that it didn’t fall over.

the curse reached its arm out to touch him, but with a simple shifting of his head into the opposite direction, [name] stopped the possible contact. instead, he just put his finger to the pudgy flesh of the curse’s body, grimacing at the feeling. and with a simple “shot” coming from his fingers, the curse began to flail in pain and agony. until it turned into nothing but ash and dust, being blown away by a passing breeze.

“hey, what was your total count?” satoru’s voice taunted from behind him, not really reading the energy in the room. [name] stood up, a completely dead look in his eyes. it almost shocked satoru enough to shut him up, but it would take more than a miserable face to ever make him close his loud mouth.

“i came up to about 60,” suguru said, “a bunch of small insignificant ones, really,”

“and i got to the eighties,” satoru grinned, roughly shoving his shoulder into suguru’s. the black haired man only rolled his eyes, “what about you? i doubt above thirty, am i right?”

in reality, [name] had killed more curses than the two combined. but he susposes that he had an advantage, wielding a cursed tool rather than using his actual technique. well, except to kill that last one. plus his high sensitivity in reading where the curses were gave him an advantage in finding the prey faster than the other two.

but instead of telling the truth and gloating, like he should have done, he just shrugged, “i didn’t keep track — i guess you win, gojo,”

that made the strong sorcerer pump his fist into the air, chanting about how [name] and suguru were going to be stuck doing his laundry for a month. he was too caught up in his celebration to notice how sunken in [name]’s face really looked.

it wasn’t just his eyes that appeared dead, but it was as if the color drained from his face, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he was weakly walking towards them.

suguru noticed, though. and it intrigued him as he peered behind [name]’s subtly limping figure, catching a pile of ashes that was blowing in the wind. he couldn’t connect the dots completely, but he did know that the two things he noticed were connected in some way.

“feeling alright? losing sucks,” suguru asked, trying to talk about more light hearted things in the face of his incredibly sullen classmate.

“yeah, it’s whatever, i guess,”

there was definitely a difference. less colorful choices of vocabulary were being used and suguru thought that was the most noticeable change in [name]’s demeanor. he wasn’t cursing satoru out for being an egotistical piece of shit with the biggest ego in the world. he was just blankly walking past the bragging man with not a care in the world.

suguru bit his lip, stopping himself from asking more questions and instead reaching into his pocket to contact their original driver to tell them that the job was done. and while suguru was theorizing all of these things to himself, it was obvious satoru didn’t even spend a second thinking about it. if anything he welcomed the new, depressed [name]. it made for perfect bullying material for him!

that sadist, suguru grimly thought in his mind as he listened to the phone ring. he informed the driver to come pick them up before turning back around to watch satoru and [name] interact with one another. with how off he was acting, it was a surprise to see satoru still adamant on tormenting [name]. wasn’t it obvious already he was not himself? couldn’t gojo just give him a break? but then again, why wasn’t [name] sticking up for himself? he wasn’t a little kid that needed suguru’s saving, but at this point, he might as well.

“c’mon, gojo, quit it already,” suguru spoke up, lightly slapping the man’s shoulder. satoru didn’t like that, though, obnoxiously stomping over to stand toe-to-toe with suguru.

“hah? c’mon, geto, you’ve got to see that this is a real pathetic scene, isn’t it? he can’t do anything in his life but constantly lose. it makes you wonder how it’s even possible for us to exist in the same world as him; the strongests and the weakest standing to be in the same jujutsu class? what a joke,”

suguru grimaced, pushing satoru backwards to create some space in between them, “that’s not even funny, what’s your issue, gojo? can’t you just shut up for a couple of seconds? would it really kill you?”

satoru pretended to barf, glaring at suguru, “oh, c’mon, don’t tell me you’re one of those righteous folks that sticks up for the weaker people?”

“i don’t have to explain shit to you — i don’t even know you,” suguru mumbles, not wanting to entertain him further. creating an argument would only make their moods worsen and become more bitter towards each other. in the midst of his annoyance, suguru glances towards [name] and scoffed to himself.

it was a bit pathetic of [name] to not even speak up for himself, he’ll admit that. but he wasn’t going to bully him just for that. he just wished that he had spoken up for himself in this moment, it would’ve at least been a sign to satoru that he wasn’t to be messed with. that he was strong, to some extent. but instead the man just stood there and took all the insults.

it made suguru both annoyed and angered.

why couldn’t [name] stand up for himself now? he was doing so before so easily and naturally. but now, it was as if all the energy was sucked out of him…

the ride to the jujutsu high was silent. and [name] seperated from the two the moment they stepped foot onto the school grounds. suguru remained stoic as he watched [name] walk away while satoru next to him only hummed in disinterest.

”i’m telling you, suguru, to not waste your time defending him. he’s got no place in the jujutsu world, weak sorceres like him that prove to be useless have no place standing next to us — or even shoko for that matter. she may not have fighting prowess, but her natural ability is remarkable. with [name]…there’s nothing remarkable about him. it’s as if he’s a normal human, he’s ordinary and dull. don’t waste your breath with him.”

that was all satoru said to suguru before walking off, his hands behind his head as he walked in such a lax position. suguru stood silent for a couple of moments before snapping himself out of his stupor and going to his room.

he looked at the room a couple of doors down from him, [name]’s room, and his lips were drawn into a thin, straight line. he entered his comfortable room without wasting another second.

he didn’t know that behind [name]’s door, the man had his knees brought up to his chest as he sobbed his heart out on the floor. the screen of his small tv was blaring back at him in the dark room, the screen being the only source of light. he was watching his favorite show, one that made him laugh and happy. but tears streamed down his face as he had to choke back on his sobs.

he tried forcing a smile on his face, making an unsettling expression a couple of times before he gave up.

he always hated this part.

but he had to persevere. he moved to his small music player at his bedside, grabbing the headphones that worked alongside them and falling onto his bed. he put the flimsy over-ear devices on, sighing as he looked up at the blank ceiling. soon, a compilation of his favorites songs filled his ears and he tried to be content with the feeling.

‘immerse yourself. and you’ll be okay in the morning.’

it was a mantra he repeated to himself until he felt himself fall into sleep.

he really hated his innate cursed technique.

-

sorry if u hate emotional mcs...this guy is gonna be one. but for explainable reason, trust! he's still going to be strong, too, though, so look forward to that! i can't wait to make him go #insane <3 but other than that, really fun to write since it shows the dynamic i imagined satosugu to have in their first years of jujutsu high !!! since the whole incident happens in their second year i rlly wanna focus on building the relationships in the first year and stuff, so things might be a lil slow to start, but when it starts ... it'll start, trust. tysm for being os patient w this even if it is short affa. i look forward to writing longer, more deeeeeep chapters in the future. much love <3

[short-honey-badger]

Peppermint Tea 31 - All Blends 2

Holy crap is this chapter a doozy lol. It's quite a bit longer than my other chapters. Lotta stuff happens. So I hope you enjoy!

Warnings! None this time? Sad stuff happens ofc. We are introduced to someone new.

P.s. I was going to use some random son for Big Mom but like. I did a Lil research and I can't help but like Katakuri. 😬 again. I apologize if Big Mom and Kata seem a bit off. I'm trying to keep myself spoiler free for the anime.

Masterlist

Benn runs through the courtyards of Mihawk's castle, dodging swipes from the Humandrals until he hears the sound of striking steel. He turns that way, picking up speed as he goes until he arrives at a small clearing in the dirt. Shanks and Mihawk are both grinning, a joy so easy to see that Benn thinks he may go blind. Usually, he'd stay and watch, but he can still hear your terrified voice pleading for help.

He slides to a stop, and the two men sparing turn and look at him, brows raised.

“Benn? What's going on?” Shanks asks his first mate. Benn wouldn't come get him unless it was important.

“It's, _ Shanks. They found her.”

The temperature of the surrounding area plummets, and all ambient noise disappears. Neither man can believe what they are hearing. They'd both been so sure that no one would be able to find your tiny island tucked away in Paradise, so close to the Calm Belt that most ships would be torn apart by sea kings. How could this have happened?

“What did you say?” Mihawk hisses and his grip on Yoru tightens to the point of pain, his nails digging into the flesh of his palm. He ignores the feeling of hot liquid dripping down his hand.

Shanks isn't faring much better. He looks ashen, pale faced and nervous. He and Benn share a look, one that Mihawk easily catches.

“_ called the transponder snail. She said that the Big Mom pirates had made landfall,” Benn frowns, one hand running through his graying hair.

“She sounded terrified.”

Mihawk is moving before his mind fully registers what's going on. He speeds through the castle, grabbing his coat and bag he'd packed the other day in case you called them. His haki is lashing, sending furniture falling and making the old stone walls of the castle crack and fracture. The ringing of his snail grabs his attention, and Hawkeye grabs it before loping out of the castle and to the bay.

Shanks is right behind him, Benn keeping up with his captain. It is with a silent, shared look with his lover that Mihawk reluctantly steps aboard the Red Force. He isn't fond of being on another's ship, especially one as big as this one, but like hell, would he let the younger man out of his sight.

While Shanks is barking orders, Mihawk takes the time to answer the still ringing snail that he clutches too tightly.

Ca-lick

“Mihawk! Finally! I've been calling forever!”

Perona’s shrill voice is a little comfort, but fear still clutches Dracule by the heart. She is rattling on before he can get a word in.

“You've got to get back to _’s island. She thinks it might be Big Mom and her crew!”

Mihawk feels a vein pop in his brow with his hard he scowls down at the snail.

“I know! Where are you? How quickly can you go back?”

“I'm three days out! So, two and a half if the sea doesn't hate me. What if she's already gone? What if…what if it's worse?”

Mihawk can hear the thickness in Perona’s voice and knows that the ghost girl is probably crying now, having worked herself up in a tizzy. He sighs heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Perona. I need you to calm down, girl. Listen to me when I say that _ will be fine. We can handle anything that's happened, but I need you to do something for me, okay?”

He hears the pinkette sniff over the transponder, but she sounds like she's gotten a hold of herself.

“Okay. What do you need me to do?”

“I need you to go back to her island. Find out if she's still there, but be safe. If you see her jolly roger, then you sail right to us. You've got your log pose, right?”

Perona sniffs again and nods even though her father-figure can't see it, “Yeah.”

“Good. If the island is clear, then investigate carefully.” He stresses the word, “Call me back as soon as you can, got it?”

“Yes, Mihawk. Will she really be okay?”

His heart breaks at the fear that he can hear swimming in his charge’s voice. He licks his lips. He is terrified in all honesty, but he keeps it together for her sake.

“She will be. Be safe, Perona.”

The ghost girl assures the older man that she will be careful and the transmission ends after that. Mihawk pockets the snail and looks around the ship to try and find Shanks.

The redhead is at the helm, still barking orders at his crew. Dracule picks his way past the pirates until he arrives at his lover's side. Shanks glances at him and then looks away, his haki curling tight around himself as if he was trying to hide away from the other man. Mihawk can't help but feel a little hurt.

Shanks is panicking. How could he tell Mihawk that all of this was his fault? That it had been him That had slipped up, his lips loose with drink and his heart heavy with wistful thoughts of his treasure that night so long ago.

The hawk hadn't trusted him with this from the beginning, and it killed him to admit that Mihawk had been right about Shanks after all? All the trust and affection that his lover had given him would go up in flames so quickly that Shanks wouldn't even be given a chance to mourn it. The redhead had little doubt that Mihawk would spirit you away from him as soon as he was able once he found out about his mistake.

The captain keeps himself busy for as long as he is able, but Mihawk is nothing if not patient, and he stays by his side until there are no more orders to be said. Before he can make a getaway, his hawk grabs him by the arm and practically drags him across the deck and into the Captain quarters. Shanks could have wrestled away, but then Mihawk would have been even more suspicious of him.

Shanks is shoved in a chair, and his lover putters around the room, pouring them both a drink before settling down in the seat across from Shanks. He sips delicately, but Shanks' nerves have him knocking back the glass of rum like it's a shot of whiskey. He jumps when Dracule speaks up.

“Perona is three days out from _’s island. She'll call me with news as soon as she gets there and if the island is clear or not.”

Shanks forces himself to nod. He licks his lips and scrubs his hand through his hair, “Good. That's good.”

Mihawk raises a brow at the other man's attitude. The man was acting more like a scared rabbit than the powerful Emperor that Dracule knows him to be. He sets his glass away and stands, crossing the short distance to stand between the redhead’s legs, and sets his hands on those tense shoulders. Mihawk guides him forward to rest his head against his bare chest, and his hands snake up to thread into red hair.

“How are we going to find her, Mihawk?”

The Emperor’s voice sounds shot, broken and beaten, and it breaks his heart listening to it. His grip tightens in Shanks’ hair, and Mihawk sighs softly.

“I don't know. But we'll search every island in Big Mom’s territory if we have to.”

~~~~~ Tomura ~~~~~

Tomura dashes through the streets of the city, a mischievous smirk on his face when he looks behind him and sees his little sister chasing after him. You look furious, but the expression just looks adorable on her chubby baby face. Tomura had snatched her favorite blanket this morning to try and wake up the sleepy head, and the chase had been on since.

Obviously, he wasn't going as fast as he could. Tomura was older than her by almost a decade, after all, and he didn't want his sister to get lost in the crowds of people. Not that the citizens of their Kingdom would let their only princess get lost.

The people laughed and urged her in the way her oldest brother ran, encouraging her to catch up to him. Their king and Queen had always been kind to their subjects, and in turn, they stayed loyal to the royal family.

Tomura slows to a stop, ducking behind a stall selling fruit and waiting for his little sister to dash past him. He springs out and grabs her by the waist, spinning you around in the air. You shriek in laughter, clutching at his wrists as he turns his lower body into dust and flies back the way he came, back to the castle and to where breakfast awaits.

Tomura opens his eyes, squinting when the sun makes them water. He wonders what you look like now. Had you found a way to survive and flourish after he left you behind? Would you even remember him? The thought of you not knowing who he is made his chest tight with fear and his throat clog with emotions he carefully hid from his men. Could you forgive him for leaving you behind, even if it had been the best course of action?

An angry scowl twists his lips, and Delemur lets out a string of quiet curses, mostly centered around a certain red-headed Emperor who had somehow stumbled across the safe house. Damn Red-Haired Shanks.

“Captain! We're going to make landfall soon!” The voice of one of his crew startled Tomura out of the fond memory and his less than savory thoughts. He rubs his face, sighing as he straightens up from where he'd been leaning on the railing.

“How long?” The white-haired man asks and looks at the lieutenant before him.

“Lookout said we're about thirty minutes out, Sir.”

Tomura nods. They would need to be prepared if some of Big Mom’s crew were there. Same with Shanks and his crew.

“Get the men prepared for a skirmish. Big Mom won't be here, but I'd bet she'd send some of her stronger men to get my sister.”

The news of his little sister being the reason behind his sudden disregard of orders had swept through the ship quicker than scurvy. But his marines were loyal, and technically, they were still chasing after pirates, so the higher ups could be too mad at them.

“Yes, Sir!” his lieutenant snapped, and then he was off, getting the other crew members up and running.

Tomura stalked to the front of the ship, and from here, he could see the outline of your island. His mouth twists in a grimace, and he prays that he's gotten here quick enough to beat Big Mom’s crew.

However, the closer he gets, the more his chest grows tight. There is grey smoke rising into the sky on the east side of the island, and even after so long away, Tomura knows that is where the safe house is.

The shore comes into view soon, and Delemur frowns when he sees a small ship docked at the shore, a large cross on the flag. He's seen that before, but he doesn't understand why Dracule Mihawk would have a shit all the way out here. Maybe it'd been stolen?

They drop anchor in the next couple of minutes, and Tomura flies ahead and drops to the sand, taking a look around with a frown. The beach looked awful, the beautiful sands trampled all the way up to where it became grass. Most of the lush forest had been torn down, most likely caused by the larger members of the raid party. He followed the trail up, picking up the pace until he was in an all-out run.

Tomura slides to a stop, sticken at the sight before him. The entire place is a disaster, the cottage a charred husk of what it used to be. The scent of burning wood is thick in the air, and the once lush and full gardens that you had cared for have been overturned and stomped on. He can see the broken remains of a small pen on the side of the building, but there were no animals in sight.

Carefully, he steps forward, bending down to collect a shard of green sea glass that had survived the fire. The Vice-Admiral flips it end over end then pockets it before walking inside the destruction. The living room is full of burned books and clothes, the furniture broken and ashen like the rest of the house. There is a shelf holding on for dear life, an old record player with a stack of melted records resting beside it.

Tomura moves to the kitchen, taking in the shattered glass of the window and the many planters that take up the majority of counter space, each plant dry and brittle or nothing but ash. A wind chime is still intact, and he reaches forward to brush the pads of his fingers across the metal tube, frowning when the beautiful melody fills the air. That kind of sound didn't belong in such destruction.

Onward Tomura goes, learning about his little sister as best he can through the ruins of her home. Your love for music and books could easily be seen, but how could he ever know what they were? What is your favorite song to listen to now, or what you liked to do on long lazy days. Were you all alone? The pen outside suggested his sister had found animals, but where were they?

Your bedroom was in a bit better shape from the rest of the house since the door had been shut before the fire had started. Tomura carefully sits on the ashen bed, green eyes looking at everything he can as quickly as he can see. He wanted to know everything about you. He had missed so much of your life, and the regret of leaving you behind was suffocating.

Would you have been safer in the military? Maybe, but Sengoku would have taken one look at you and your devil fruit and thrown you into training, just like they did with him. Tomura didn't want that for his baby sister. He had wanted you to live a good life, even if it would be a lonely one.

His thoughts are stalled when he catches sight of what hangs in your closet. His green eyes zero in on the long coat with a high collar decorated with intricate designs. Delemur knows that coat. He has seen it on the occasional times he had run into Mihawk.

The two of them had a mutual understanding to not speak about what had happened between them. Tomura didn't like that the older man had helped Big Mom, but being in the Navy gave him a different perspective. Not to mention his own skeletons hidden away in his closet, and in the end, Mihawk had been the reason that Tomura and his sister got out alive. They were even as far as he cared.

But seeing the Warlord’s coat made him pause. The tiny ship in the bay had already been suspicious, but the coat only added to his rising confusion. All the rumors had pointed at Shanks being the one to have found you, so then why in the fuck wasn't he seeing anything that might belong to the Emperor?

The sound of a bleating goat suddenly grabs his attention, and then he picks up the sound of his men shouting. Delemur bolts out of the house and finds Mihawk's pink charge, Perona glaring daggers at his men, specifically Private Nitchell, who points a shaking pistol at the young woman. Three chickens and an ornery looking goat stand behind her.

“What the fuck is going on out here?” He demands, and glares at the private, “Stand down, Nitchell. Does she look like a threat to you?”

The young man shakes his head, a blush high on his cheeks at getting reprimanded, “No, Sir! Sorry, Sir!”

The Vice-Admiral watches Nitchell stow his weapon and back up from where the ghost girl looks ready to tear his head off. Tomura rounds on the pinkette, cockimg a brow at her.

“Perona right? The hell are you doing here?” He demands and crosses his arms over his chest, unimpressed by the glare that she proceeds to aim at him.

“What's it to you?” She spits at him and floats up, crossing her own arms. He spots several ghosts behind her and prepares to turn himself into dust if one flies at him. He'd seen what those things could do. However, his annoyance skyrockets at her answer, and Tomura is hard pressed not to reach out and try to wring her neck.

“I asked you first,” he snarls right back, and feels like he is arguing with a little kid when Perona sticks her tongue out at him.

“I was coming to visit my friend, Navy Man. You should leave before my dad gets here.”

Tomura rolls his eyes and ignores the threat, “Your friend is my little sister. How did you find this place?”

Whatever argument that Perona was hyping herself up for deflated like a popped balloon when she registered what the marine said. She looks him over, dark eyes flickering from head to toe. The more she sees, the less Perona thinks that this man is lying. He looks like you. His cheekbones and brow are a familiar and comforting sight. But what should she tell him? Perona didn't think that Mihawk would be very happy with her if she happened to spill the beans on everything that he's been doing.

Perona licks her lips and floats back down, dismissing her ghosts and setting a hand on top of Neal's head. The goat grunts at her and butts his head into her hand, happy that the only other person he tolerated had found him and the three chickens hidden away in the intact part of the forest.

“Mihawk found this place a few years ago. After a while, he told me about your sister, and I wanted to be her friend. She seemed lonely, and I know what that's like,” Perona begins and shifts her weight with a sniff. She's been here for two days looking for anything that would help them find out where Big Mom’s crew may have taken you. The only luck she had was finding your goat and chickens. Hank and Sukuna were nowhere to be found.

Tomura's hands clenched into fists at the information. Mihawk had known about you for years, and Delemur was just now finding out about it. How were Shanks involved then? To his knowledge, the redhead and the hawk stayed away from one another. Until recently, that is.

Just what the hell had his baby sister gotten up to?

“She called me five days ago and said that some of Big Mom’s crew had found her island. I came as fast as I could, but I was too late. Shanks and Mihawk are on their way here now.”

Tomura doesn't like the thought of such powerful men working together and all for the sake of his little sister. What had you done to catch their attention? Did he even want to know the answer to that?

“How long until they get here?” Tomura asks after a moment. He would wait here until they arrived. At least he wouldn't have to go tracking the pirates down. He had a couple of choice words to give both of them now that he knows that Mihawk has been here as well. That bastard had looked him in the face not four months ago and had said nothing about knowing you.

Perona shrugs at him, her face morphing into a pout, “I don't know. Another week?”

Shanks and his crew were strong enough to go through the Calm Belt if they wanted to, and that would cut their travel time down by a lot. Gloom Island was a two week trip from here by normal means.

Tomura grumbles at having to wait that long, but he isn't that much of an asshole, and so stalks forward and offers Perona his hand.

“I apologize for getting off on the wrong foot with you. My name is Tomura. Thank you for being my sister's friend.”

The ghost girl blinks dumbly up at him before tentatively taking his hand and shaking it.

“Uh. You're welcome?” Perona has never been thanked for being someone's friend before. It was a little weird, but Tomura seemed genuine and kind like you. Just a bit more…violent it seemed.

Tomura blushes and takes his hand away, rubbing them together before pointing at Neal and the chickens, hoping to change the subject.

“Are those _’s?”

Perona nods and introduces Neal and the chickens. She couldn't remember if you had named the fowl, so she had taken it upon herself to name the rooster Henry and the two hens Harriet and Henrietta. The crew of his ship piddled around the island while Perona told Tomura stories about his little sister, and soon, the sun was beginning to set on the little island. He sighs heavily and invites Perona on his ship for dinner. They may as well get to know one another if they were to be stuck on an island together for the next couple of days.

Those days pass in the blink of an eye, and it is late in the evening on the fifth day when the lookout on his ship announces that the Red Force is entering the bay. Tension skyrockets, and Perona stands away from Tomura while they watch the pirate ship navigate to the shore. She can see two people standing at the bow of the ship, and tears of relief sprout in her eyes when she spots Mihawk's wide hat.

~~~~~~

The fear and anxiety that Shanks has felt during the entire trip explodes the moment they spot the navy vessel docked at his treasure's island. Of course, the rumors had reached your brother. Shanks should have known Tomura would be on his way here to see you. He curls his haki close to himself, refusing to let the older man feel just how manic he is right now. He needed to keep his head clear for this.

Next to him, Mihawk's haki lashes like an angry snake, golden eyes wide and full of fire when he sees the ship. He recognizes who it belongs to and cuts his eyes over at Shanks, who won't even look his way. Dracule had been silent about his concerns with just how Big Mom had found out, and he doesn't like the picture that has been painted for him. He doesn't want to accuse anyone of anything until he has all the knowledge he needs.

Mihawk and Shanks flash to the shore, and the warlord gets an armful of sad ghost girl the second his feet touch sand. Perona buries her face in his chest, arms wrapping around his waist and holding the warlord tightly. Tears sprout and run down her cheeks, and Mihawk can do nothing but sigh and hold the young woman close, one hand stroking the back of her pink hair.

Shanks steps up beside him, a kind smile that he forces on his lips as he pats Perona on the back, “It's alright, kid. We're here now.”

Mihawk shoots him a grateful look, and thankfully, Perona decides to pull away, reaching up to wipe her eyes free of smeared makeup.

“It took you two long enough to get here,” She grumbles and takes a step away, turning to look over at the Vice-Admiral, “Tomura has kept me company.”

Dracule looks up and catches the Navy man's eyes, the green dark and full of suppressed rage. He doesn't expect the younger man to bypass him almost immediately, instead, aiming that almost familiar glare at Shanks. The tension deepens, and sand is kicked up by the haki that coils between the three men. Tomura wasn't anywhere near the pirate's power level, but that wasn't about to stop him. The Emperor was the one responsible for his baby sister getting taken.

“Did he, now,” Mihawk murmurs and carefully maneuvers Perona to stand slightly behind him. He didn't want her to get caught in this, and the Warlord could tell that whatever was about to happen wasn't going to be very pretty.

Tomura isn't here to beat around the bush and cuts straight to the case, “Did you have any fucking plans to tell me that you knew my sister, Mihawk? How the hell did you even find her?”

Mihawk keeps his face free of any kind of expression that may give away his true feelings. Brother or not, Mihawk wasn't in the mood to deal with this right now. Not when you were obviously still missing. What he doesn't expect is Tomura rounding on Shanks, his tone dropping and turning dangerous.

“And you, you son a bitch. You're the fucking reason my gods damned baby sister was found.”

The silence that blankets the shore of the island is deafening. Tomura grins meanly when he sees that panic that pools in Shanks’ dark eyes and stands taller, pointing an accusing finger at the redhead. Mihawk follows the gesture, his heart seizing in his chest when he catches sight of the look of devastation that paints his lover's face. He takes two steps back, bringing Perona with him, away from the man who had promised Dracule that he could trust him.

“You promised me, Shanks,” Mihawk remarks and tries to keep the hurt out of his tone, but the younger man easily picks up on it, making him feel worse than scum stuck to the bottom of his shoe. The hurt quickly turns to anger, and the warlord reaches for Yuro, the blade swinging around to point at Shanks.

“You promised me that you would keep your mouth shut! You drunken, lying bastard. I never should have put my trust in you again.”

His ringed eyes blaze with a rage Mihawk hasn't felt in decades. Not since he was young and impressionable. His heart feels shattered, and out of everything, disappointment rings through his body like a live wire. He shouldn't have allowed the redhead to pass his walls.

Shanks’ eyes widen at the threat, and he takes a couple of steps back from the wicked blade. His own hand curls around Gryphon, and Shanks braces for the fight that would no doubt happen because of his mistakes. He didn't want to fight Mihawk, but he would defend himself if the older man made the first move. He quickly began to explain before Dracule could try and take his head from his shoulders.

“I know, and I'm so sorry, Mihawk. I was drunk that night, and I missed the two of you so much. I didn't know I was being so loud until Benn told me to shut it. I never meant for any of this to happen.”

Shanks is pushed back when Mihawk's haki lashes out, his face flushed red from how angry he is at the lame excuse. How dare he.

“When are you not drunk off your ass, Shanks? There is no excuse that you can give me that will make any of this okay. _ is gone! Most likely slated to be married off to one of Charlotte’s sons because of your inability to keep your mouth shut!”

Perona grabbing him by the arm is the only thing that prevents Mihawk from following after Shanks. He glares at her, about to snap at the girl to let him go, when he sees the unshed tears and fear in her dark eyes.

“We need his help finding her, Mihawk,” Perona says, voice thick with emotion. She doesn't like seeing them fight, and it hurts seeing what she has begun to call family fall apart in front of her eyes.

Her words seem to bring everyone back to the situation at hand, and the wild haki from the three men is pulled back and settled. Tomura relaxes his shoulders, shifting his weight and glaring at the two pirates.

“She's right. Big Mom has a lot of territory. It'll take months for us to search each of her islands if we don't work together,” Delemur frowns even as he speaks, disliking the idea of working with the men who'd found his sister. What even were the three of them?

“What is she to you?” Tomura demands and regrets it the second both men look at him like he was an idiot.

“We,” Mihawk begins and then swiftly corrects himself. He didn't want anything to do with Shanks right now, “I love her. She had no idea who I was when I found her, and it was…refreshing to have someone like that. We should move quickly. _ is in a delicate state.”

Tomura doesn't even want to think about what that means and glances at Shanks for the redhead’s answer.

Shanks shifts his weight, his hand falling from his sword once Mihawk had sheathed his own, but he keeps his distance. He gives Tomura a helpless shrug.

“My crew and I drifted close to her island one day, and we got to know one another. I can admit I was jealous of what Mihawk had with her, so we made it work. The three of us.”

Tomura doesn't know what to say to that, so he keeps his mouth glued shut. How the hell had his little sister pulled not one but two of some of the most powerful men on the Grand Line. He would ask once he found her.

“I'll use whatever resources the Navy can give me to find her,” Tomura says after a moment of rather awkward silence. He reaches into his pocket and takes out two mini transponder snails, and hands them to Shanks and Mihawk.

“I'll ring you if I find anything. I hope the two of you do the same.”

Mihawk dips his head in agreement, handing the snail to Perona and Shanks pockets his. They would work together to find you, even if none of them wanted to.

“I'm going to take a look around and see if we can't find something that'll lead us in the right direction,” Shanks says and whistles loudly to signal to his crew that it was fine to disembark from the ship now. He chances a glance at Mihawk, but the dark-haired man refuses to look his way. He frowns, guilt eating him up from the inside out before he lopes away without a word.

“Perona and I will head to the New World and begin our search,” Mihawk says and then he struts to the ship Perona had taken from his island, not bothering to look back at the Vice-Admiral. He can't bring himself to search the island. Dracule had seen the smoke curling into the sky, and seeing whatever remained of his home away from home would only make the hurt worse.

Tomura is left standing alone on the white sands, and he sighs heavily, looking out over the crashing waves. He smooths his white hair away from his forehead, and he murmurs to himself.

“Where the hell did they take you, Princess.”

~~~~~~

Thousands of miles away, you are escorted past hallways full of mirrors that make you feel dizzy if you look too closely. You cast your eyes back to the floor, one hand tangled in the fur of Hank's shaggy coat and the other holding Sukuna close to your chest. Your pets had chased after the men who had dragged you kicking and screaming from the tiny cave you'd forced yourself into.

Surprisingly, once they had seen that you were pregnant, the men had handled you with much more care and had even allowed you to take the cat and dog with you. Despite not wanting to leave, you had been much more willing once they assured you that you could have them. Hank and Sukuna were the only two things keeping you sane right now.

Sukuna wouldn't stop hissing, a constant low growl echoing in the hallway. His tail was poofed, and he glared at everyone with furious golden eyes. Hank fared no better, his hackles raised, and his ears pulled up. He stayed pressed against his human’s legs as they walked, unwilling to let you out of his sight.

It wasn't long before your group stopped at massive double doors that creaked open. You waltz inside, relieved at the lack of creepy mirrors, but that relief disappears the moment your eyes lay on who hovers in the middle of the room. She is the biggest human you've ever seen, sitting atop a cloud that glares down at you.

Beside her, another massive man stands. He has deep purplish hair, and the bottom half of his face is covered in a black and white scarf. He wears an open vest, and you can see a tattoo running down his exposed chest.

“It's about time you showed up,” Big Mom’s booming voice startles you, and you cut your eyes up to look at her. She grins down at you, her smile wicked as she looks you over.

“Such a pretty young thing. You'll make a nice wife for my son Katakuri. Don't you think so?”

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[dfastback68]

Failed to think up modern goth fam scenarios, but this one’s for @kacievvbbbb anyway because I do blame them for the concept of post-canon Mihawk’s Home for Displaced Pirates. (Building off of this fic)

Besides King, who else might wind up there? I don’t really know what’s going on with him in canon, but the answer is obvious: Moria! Perona’s already living on Kuraigana part time/most of the time, so eventually she’d drag her original adoptive dad there.

Of course she wouldn’t tell him it’s Mihawk’s island. Just that there’s this great spooky island with plenty of room and huge graveyards and she loves it and she knows he’ll love it, too. Moria doesn’t put it together that it’s Kuraigana until they’re already there. Perona has absolutely done this on purpose. He really should have seen it coming.

Mihawk isn’t thrilled but he doesn’t object. There’s plenty of room, after all (and he knows Perona will be insufferable if he said no). He does enforce pretty strict rules about fighting among the inhabitants. They can leave their past grievances behind if they want to stay here. No one really wants to mess with Mihawk (or Zoro when he's around).

The first few days go fine, but Perona has forgotten a very crucial aspect to the side of the castle Moria is living in: King. Objectively she knows Moria suffered a crushing defeat from Kaido, and that King was certainly by his side, but it’s not like it’s personal, right? There’s no fighting allowed on the castle grounds, except where training and sparring is permitted. Nothing could ever possibly go wrong.

It’s probably dumb luck that King and Moria don’t run into each other at first. Then one morning Moria walks into the study to find Perona and King in the middle of one of their hair braiding sessions, and all hell breaks loose.

Moria is shrieking, King is yelling, Perona is screaming. She’s never seen Moria so motivated to actively harm someone when it breaks out into an actual fight. Her negative hollows won’t work on them.  Moria simply cannot stand the sight of someone like King being anywhere near Perona. That’s his daughter!!!!

Mihawk has to break it up. Mihawk, all 6 foot something of him, getting between King and Moria, both 20 feet tall.  

He throws them outside and essentially puts them in time out. Perona is sobbing. Mihawk is seriously reconsidering this entire operation. Neither of them really have anywhere to go, though, so he has to think of consequences to quell this sort of behavior. Exactly what he’s been hoping to avoid.

I figure Mihawk’s brand of punishment is just manual labor, but most of the castle residents already pitch in with gardening and farming… so he probably puts them on kitchen duty together. It’s the one room best equipped to handle King’s flame if he gets pissed, and Moria hates doing any kind of menial work at all. 

Forcing them to peel potatoes and carrots and wash grapes (under Perona’s supervision) until they’re united in their anger against Mihawk instead of each other works pretty well, actually. Crisis averted.

(Also wondering if we should throw the Seraphim in there somewhere, too, since again Kuraigana is just a big chill island where they could maybe learn to be people and not live under scrutiny. And let King suffer a mental breakdown over them in privacy. Moria has no idea what to do with a kid murder robot version of himself. Perona treats them like her minions and then eventually like little siblings.)

[shanks-the-wino]

Shanks X CisFem Reader

Date

"F/N," your cousin drew your name out into a long whine, "please just give this guy a chance."

"I told you I don't like being fixed up P." you replied sternly, "Zoro please talk some sense into your sister."

"It's not like you have to marry the guy." the greenette muttered from the sofa.

Perona grinned mischievously; Zoro almost never took her side, "See it won't be bad. You need to get out more. Plus you get a free meal. Just say yes already."

You dragged your hand down your face, "I hate both of you."

"Yes!" Perona cheered whipping out her phone, "You won't regret it."

*ping*

Sake8zero: How's the night?

"Doubtful." you smirked at your cousins.

Pyt07: ugh

Pyt07: and I'm not even at work

Sake8zero: so what's so ugh?

Pyt07: I'm with my cousins and the oldest is trying to set me up

Sake8zero: in what sense? Are they plotting a murder or some kind of heist?

Pyt07: you have quite the imagination

Pyt07: a date.

Shanks frowned at his phone.

Sake8zero: Blind dates aren't all that bad

Sake8zero: if we ever met it would sort of be a blind date right?

Pyt07: that isn't even close to the same

Pyt07: we at least talk, minus names and you not having a profile picture. The point is I feel like I know you at least a little.

Pyt07: Perona is awful at matching me with people.

Sake8zero: Well, if it turns out to be bad at least you won't have to deal with it again.

Pyt07: You're awfully supportive of this Mr. WeShouldMeet

Sake8zero: Feel free to stop brining that up.

Sake8zero: Also, it's just a quick meeting. It won't hurt.

He was being too nonchalant. Not knowing what else to say, he somehow managed to come off as if he didn't mind you going out with another man. He minded he minded very much.

Pyt07: sigh

Pyt07: you guys are killing me. I'll try to be open to this but based on past experience I don't have much hope.

Sake8zero: What was so bad about the last time she set you up?

Pyt07: It ended up being my ex's best friend. She didn't know the six degrees of separation I guess and neither did he. It was only a few weeks after Killer and I broke up so it just made me look really sad.

Pyt07: Not to mention he and I never got along so our personalities weren't even compatible.

Sake8zero: That is troubling.

Pyt07: See?!

Sake8zero: You can always text me if it goes South and I'll send you a 911 message.

Pyt07: My knight is shining armor

Sake8zero: I try.

Sake8zero: when is the fated date?

Pyt07: two days apparently. We're supposed to meet at some bar downtown.

Pyt07: She's literally squealing.

Sake8zero: you're such a good cousin.

Pyt07: Shut up.

Sake8zero: I have to get back to work so I'll stop interrupting your date planning

Pyt07: I didn't know you ever worked this late.

Sake8zero: We took on a new client recently. I'm just getting things in order.

Pyt07: Oh I'll catch ya later then.

Sake8zero: Talk to you tomorrow.

                                                                                       __________________

You sat at a two top in the back corner of Shaky's Bar. Tapping your phone anxiously on the table you glanced around the busy room. Your date was late, by a half hour. The only thing worse than a blind date is being stood up by a blind date.

"F/N?" a breathless voice rasped pulling your attention from your phone.

"Bartolomeo." you replied looking over the incredibly tall greenette.

"Sorry for being so late." he took a seat in front of you, "My roommates ...well it's a long story."

"It's alright," you held back a sigh, "I hope you don't mind I started without you." you gestured toward your drink.

"Ah...no." he flagged down a server to place his order.

You didn't want to be there and he could probably feel it. He was attractive but face tattoos and septum piercings weren't exactly your style. Plus being late regardless of reasoning didn't leave a good impression either. After getting his drink you continued to sit and awkwardly chat. It was blatantly clear that you had nothing in common. Soon the conversation dwindled and his attention shifted to his phone.

Pyt07: you said I could request an emergency...

As you pressed send on your messenger a small group of men pushed passed your table bumping into you dumping an entire glass of merlot down the front of your lavender dress.

"Oh my," a familiar voice piped, "I'm so sorry... F/N, right?"

Something about the redhead's genuine smile brought a flush to your cheeks.

"Hey!" Bartolomeo called rising to his full height, "Watch where you're going asshole."

"I'm apologizing to the young lady." Shanks calmly replied before turning back to you, "It seems I've ruined your dress."

You had been too busy staring to do anything about the spill.

"Ah...uh...yeah." You stammered grabbing napkins from the table and patting yourself dry, "I think this is my cue to call it a night. Thanks for the drinks Barto."

"Uh, no problem?" he looked on confused as you stood grabbing your purse.

"I'll see you out." Shanks chimed.

Bartolomeo watched the two of you walk through the crowd completely puzzled by what just happened.

"You should at least let me replace the dress." Shanks offered for the third time before you even made it to the entrance.

"Don't worry about it. I didn't like this dress that much anyway." You raised your hand in front of you, "I should thank you actually. He was a nice guy but it was a terrible date."

The redhead chuckled, "Well then you're welcome. Need a ride?"

"I'm not far from here." You shivered not realizing the evening had cooled down so much.

"I'll walk you then." He suggested shrugging out of his jacket and slipping it over your shoulders.

"Sure, thanks." You snuggled into the residual warmth that swathed you, "I'm surprised you remembered me. My customer service couldn't have been that great."

"On the contrary, you made an impression."

There was that smile again.

"Quite the charmer." you smirked.

Another exuberant laugh rumbled through the man beside you. It was a pleasant sound that even in this short walk; you were convinced you'd never grow tired of.

Shanks was practically floating down the sidewalk, completely ecstatic that you allowed him to accompany you. He'd initially fretted that you'd find it creepy but it seemed your personalities meshed well no matter the platform. The conversation continued playfully to the entrance of your building.

"This is me." You jabbed your thumb toward the stoop behind you, "Thanks for the walk."

"It was my pleasure really. Maybe we'll run into each other again sometime."

"We'll see I guess." you held back the bold urge to ask him for his number, not knowing he was doing the same.

"Have a great night." the redhead murmured turning back the way you'd come raising a hand to wave.

You entered the building not realizing you were still wearing his jacket until you reached your apartment.    

[pippin-pippout]

HOW THE FUCK IS PERONA HERE? Does that mean Zoro is here?

Because now Luffy - Genuinely doesn’t remember her.

Boa - thinks he’s lying so she won’t be jealous because this random girl called Luffy straw hat and clearly knows him and helped them (which she probably did for Zoro stop lying perona).

Buggy and Mr 3 are like why is HEEE here!? He’s gonna take the credit. And they wouldn’t think that about Zoro which means Mihawk is here.

Which means perona just tagged along on Mihawk’s single person boat for shits and giggles.

Unless Zoro also tagged along, my money is on neither of them telling Zoro they saw Luffy.

[louiesselfshipramblings]

Assorted Selfship Lore!!

Normally, I post the "main" selfship lore in posts of their own with a commissioned work, but since that well is a lil slow atm, I just gonna ramble on some lore nuggets I have for current f/os I have. Nothin in depth, but the general ideas.

Purah, as kinda my secondary main f/o, has a good bit. We actually knew each other before the events of BotW, though our relationship was a lot different back then. I was a doctor who worked under the crown, so we met up quite frequently. We were going strong for a few years, with plans to marry, until the Calamity happened. I was studying cryogenic preservation up in Hebra when it happened, and the ensuing chaos led to myself being frozen in suspended animation for nearly a century! Purah has bigger fish to fry and kinda lost her memory a bit when she went baby mode, so I wouldn't be found til about a year after Link defeated Ganon and search parties began to be sent out, when I was found frozen in the ice. Purah kinda laser focused on me for a good while, staying by me day in and day out til I fully thawed, and of course oversaw my rehabilitation. She felt a bit awful for the whole thing, but I assured her it was not her fault, and she did the best she could. What mattered most was that were were together again ❤️

I actually have a story with Odessa that takes place after her episode of the show. For backing, I was a elastic powered thief who traveled the world stealing what I wanted. I found out about Odessa during my time in New York, and fell for her. She initially just humored my advances, but she soon fell to my villainess charms and returned the feelings. After I broke her out, she became committed to joining me in robbing the world of whatever we wanted. I even helped rehabilitate her public image, so we could be out in public together yet again eheheh >:]

With Perona, I feel we met up during the two-year time skip. Probably one time when she left the island Zoro and Mihawk were at and explored the surrounding area. She found me alone, silently working on clothes of several varieties thanks to my Cloth-Cloth Fruit abilities. We had a rocky meeting, but things went on an upswing when I made her some new outfits. We got talking, bonding over our similar styles, and then one thing led to another, and we ended up dating :] I visited her and the others frequently, though neither Zoro nor Mihawk were the most...welcoming. I did at least supply Zoro with his new garb before he went off to Sabaody, and did tag along with Perona when she made sure he got there. We stick pretty close to one another, mainly cause, ya know, we're that kinda couple, heh 🩷

For Sombra, we met as Talon agents. Similar vibes, though I was more focused on "physical" hacking, so to speak. Started as a bit of a flirty rivalry that turned to actual flirting that turned to actual dating. We never stop being bad, but we do lay low several years down the line cause, wuh-o, she ended up pregnant with my kid! No idea how that happened...👀

D. Va is a similar case! Freelance agent who encountered her on a few missions. Rivalry started cause I called into question her skills, and that rivalry eventually blossomed into a romantic relationship. We're very open about it too, bothers everyone on the team lol.

Roz I'm kinda here and there about. It's def a kinda AU from the main film, with like anthro versions of the animal cast, cause ya know I def want Brightbill and Fink there. Question is do I wanna be anthro? Or just human? Prolly be a raccoon, cause that's my Mobian-sona. Then again, Roz has a history with raccoons, heh. Regardless, I am very much a robot kisser and I love being co-parents with her :]

Sybil is fun cause, I'm casting myself as a similar "dream warrior", known as The Oni. Cowl, Blue Spirit-esque mask, large ogre-like mace. Tanuki-Possum kinda creature. We're both busy people, but when we meet up, we make it count. We haven't committed to anything, but we are life partners, so there's that!

These next three, I think I made a post earlier about em, or at least the general idea. So, with Toy Chica, I'm introduced as like the new addition to the Fazbear cast, specifically as Chica's partner. She's a bit unsure about the whole deal, but when I turn out to be a lovable guy, genuinely kind, and a good cook, we form a genuine bond which slowly grows to be romantic. Might AU this a bit where like, they're still animatronics but doing that is there "job"? I dunno, sorting the deets.

Roxy is similar. Same fictional in-universe character, now reintroduced in the Pizza-plex era as Roxy's race partner for the double go-kart track. We hit it off incredibly well, and kinda just go with dating from the get go. Helps I'm super supportive of her being the best :]

Rambley is, again, much the same. My character was introduced to be his close friend—if Rambley is Mickey, think me as Goofy, but designed to be as Minnie. Our relationship is very close, so close that over time, when it came time to introduce a proper love interest for Rambley, they just decided to use me because people already assumed we were meant to be a couple. And so we became canon :]

Other bits!:

I was with Mariah when she worked with DIO, and helped fished her out after her battle with Joseph and Avdol. We retired after that.

I was probably some misc god or being in Viridi's pantheon when I met Phosphora.

As the Ultimate Butler, I was placed to work alongside Kirumi. Our relationship started as a tense bout of one-ups-man-ship that eventually boiled over to romantic desire.

[gellavonhamster]

One piece for the ship tag?

(disclaimer: I'm about 1/3 into the Wano arc in the manga and have watched the live action; haven't watched the anime)

otp: Mishanks, because I'm from the ASOUE fandom Sugar Bowl Generation subfandom and characters of the older generation having vaguely hinted-at relationships that are mostly presented in the form of fleeting mentions, subtext, and parallels are my jam (and what is vaguely hinted at regarding these two looks poetic as fuck to me). Frobin, because while I always appreciate a gen story where romance subplots do not detract attention from adventures, their dynamic has all the foundation for a perfect love story (fates intertwined since childhood and long before they met! freak4freak relationship! "existing is not a crime"! he literally took bullets for her when they've known each other for such a short time!) and I like to imagine it's actually happening behind the scenes, we just don't get to see it because it's not relevant for Luffy's journey or whaveter. Namivivi, because it's the classic "the princess and the scoundrel" trope, but with lesbians - what's not to love?

favourite canon pairing: Usopp/Kaya - they're very sweet, and I like that they could've easily been this tragic sad story about being forced to leave your loved ones behind, but instead it's more of a bittersweet narrative about having to grow up and move on if you want to fulfil your dreams, and maybe come home to each other someday.

worst pairing ever: not a fan of shipping Mihawk with Zoro and/or Perona romantically - I should've been less surprised that it's a thing, but it's definitely not my thing

guilty pleasure pairing: putting it here because it looks like an unpopular opinion (I think?), but after Punk Hazard I looked up Smoker/Tashigi on ao3 and a lot of fics were so good that now I really dig the idea 😶 battle couple but also the most awkward workplace romance ever.

a pairing you want to see more: I treasure every mention of Sai/Baby 5 in the manga but probably less because I ship them hard and more because I just need to know she's finally happy

that pairing everyone likes but you’re like “lol no”: I don't think I have any "lol no" ships so far, it's rather that there are popular ships I have no negative feelings about, but also don't really care about either. For example, I definitely understand why people ship Zosan and Zolu (especially Zolu, they're peak king and lionheart), but neither of these ships interests me enough to look for fic/art, create headcanons, or just rotate them in my brain.  

favorite non-romantic pair: the Straw Hat Crew collectively (+ Nami and Usopp specifically); the Addams-Family-but-make-it-pirates of Mihawk, Zoro, and Perona; Zeff and Sanji; Franky and Iceburg; Sanji and Reiju; Law and Corazon; Luffy and Bon Clay... there are so many great friendships and (adopted) family dynamics that I could go on and on and on

[shiftingrn]

Incorrect quotes as me and my family in my One Piece Dr

For reference I am the daughter of Mihawk and a woman named Cassandra, and my siblings are Perona, Lynn (oc), Zoro, and Jason(oc)

Dracule: If you bite it and you die, it’s poisonous. If it bites you and you die, it’s venomous. Sam: What if it bites me and it dies!? Perona: Then you’re poisonous. Jesus Christ, Sam, learn to listen. Lynn: What if it bites itself and I die? Zoro: That’s voodoo. Jason: What if it bites me and someone else dies? Sam: That’s correlation, not causation. Lynn: What if we bite each other, and neither of us die? Zoro: That’s kinky. Dracule: Oh my God.

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Dracule: Time for plan G. Sam: Don’t you mean plan B? Dracule: No, we tried plan B a long time ago. I had to skip over plan C due to technical difficulties. Perona: What about plan D? Dracule: Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half an hour ago. Lynn: What about plan E? Dracule: I’m hoping not to use it. Zoro dies in plan E. Jason: I like plan E.

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Jason: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast? Sam: Several traffic violations. Perona: Three counts of resisting arrest. Lynn: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks. Zoro: Also, that’s not our car.

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Jason: I’m an idiot. Sam: Perona: Lynn: Zoro: Jason: Sam: If you’re waiting for us to disagree, this is going to be a long day.

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*Everyone is standing around the broken coffee maker* Cass: So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know. Everyone: Sam: ...I did. I broke it. Cass: No. No you didn't. Jason? Jason: Don't look at me. Look at Lynn. Lynn: What?! I didn't break it. Jason: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken? Lynn: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken. Jason: Suspicious. Lynn: No, it's not! Zoro: If it matters, probably not, but Perona was the last one to use it. Perona: Liar! I don't even drink that crap! Zoro: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier? Perona: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Zoro! Sam: Okay let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Cass. Cass: No! Who broke it!? Everyone: Zoro: Cass... Jason's been awfully quiet. Jason: rEALLY?! *Everyone starts arguing* Cass, being interviewed: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it. Cass: I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Cass: Cass: Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.

[ikkaku-of-heart]

@waxgentleman asked: “ When you love something.... you protect it, ga ne! ” Says the butler when he's with open arms in front of the last chocolate & caramel popsicle from the fridge. “ you had 2 already! I HEARD YOU STEPS AT MIDNIGHT, GA NE! ” (But would be funny if was Mihawk was the one that ate all popsicles) 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬. (Still Accepting)

"Oh for the love of-" Ikkaku snarled, glaring at the sculptor-turned-butler. "That one's mine! You're the one that's eaten more than his fair share, bub!" Tired, cranky, and craving a sweet treat after having spent most of the night and morning working on the motor for Mihawk's improved boat, Ikkaku was in no mood for Mr. 3's shenanigans. She just wanted one of the popsicles from the freezer as a reward for pushing through her need to sleep before she collapsed into bed until dinnertime.

An unhealthy plan? Sure, but while Ikkaku might serve under the world's best surgeon, that didn't mean she had to be healthy when she was off doing her freelance work. And he wasn't around to lecture her this time anyway.

Crossing her arms, she glared at Mr. 3, the bags under her eyes almost as pronounced as her captain's. "And don't think you can gaslight me on this; I'll have you know that I didn't eat any of them last night. I was out by the docks, working by moonlight and lantern to get my job done. So it was probably Perona or one of the humandrills." The thought of it having been Mihawk who pilfered the popsicles never even crossed her mind. Perhaps she was too tired to consider if the man even liked sweets.

Of course, the discarded sticks in the trash bin sitting in his chambers would prove otherwise, but neither Ikkaku nor Mr. 3 were in a position to discover that smoking gun.

Back in the kitchen, however, a staredown over the last popsicle was taking place. "If you want that last popsicle for yourself, Mr. Butler, you're going to have to put your money where your mouth is and fight more for it. Or, you'd better have something to bribe me with so I'll be generous enough to let you have it without turning your body into one big bruise."

[apollo41writes]

Still gonna blame this on the fever if this post is gonna get even longer.

I realized that I didn't even think about Zoro and Sanji's ages! But it's actually an important detail since in this setting in particular it's acceptable for older male to still be unmarried, while women after they reached their mid twenties are considered on the shelf and destined to become spinsters.

And while I do like the idea of an age-gap with Zoro as a younger "girl" at her debut (so probably 17) and Sanji as maybe in his early 30s, my brain just keeps getting back on option B. (And yes I know that kind of age-gap is problematic, but it's consistent with the setting, so please don't take this as me condoning that shit.)

So, Perona in this one is younger than Zoro, and it's her debut year (honestly Persona would probably want to debut at 16 but that's neither here nor there).

Zoro, who's like twenty-four, is sure this is gonna be his last season. And it's absolutely wonderful that he's gonna become a "spinster" in his eyes; like, he has a plan that once Mihawk dies, he's just gonna sell all of the Roronoa estates, and just move far far away. So he can finally start a life where nobody knows who he is, and he can stop pretending that he's a woman when he's not.

Still, for at least this one last season Zoro must be on his best behavior, to ensure Perona can get a perfect match. Mihawk is not happy, but he kind of accepted that maybe it's the best situation for Zoro.

As for Sanji, I still like the idea of him being in his early 30s. And he had crushes in the past obviously (a lot of them), but he's always bouncing around with Zeff, so he never stayed long enough to manage an actual complete courtship. And it's still Sanji! He would never rush things or intentionally break a woman's heart by having to leave them behind with empty promises.

Basically, Sanji accepted that he wouldn't get married for at least 10 more years, when he plans to have his own established restaurant. He wants to give his future wife and kids a comfortable life, after all.

Of course Judge ruins everything, but it just makes Sanji more motivated to destroy both him and his brothers for being so unbearably selfish, manipulative and evil basically.

So imagine Zoro, just trying to avoid some creepy old man from filling his card and groping his ass while dancing, and instead literally falling in Sanji's arms! And everything just goes to shit!

There's so much potential for Zoro being so pissed off at Sanji and blaming him for bumping into Zoro! But then they manage to get a bit of private time just before the wedding and Sanji explains that while he still finds "Azura" extremely attractive, he does not intend to force "her" to do anything.

Like, Sanji wouldn't say immediately that he plans to ruin his father and shit like that. But just by saying that he won't force Zoro to actually be his wife in anything but a contract, it's enough for Zoro to actually at least have normal conversation with Sanji and getting to know him during their courtship (that is still too short for Sanji's standards, but Judge is being a nightmare and Sanji is still pretending to be obedient at that point).

Then right before the wedding Mihawk is insisting on being the one responsible for the staff at the new house Zoro and Sanji are gonna live into, and the whole "I am a man, stop calling me Azura" happens.

Sanji is very confused, but the marriage is already a farce at that point, so it's not like it's gonna be relevant, right? (Wrong, it's gonna become extremely relevant once he realizes that he wants to actually be married to Zoro.)

That's it for now. I might come back to leave more random bullshit since my brain is on a roll.

I am sick but I came up with this idea and I need it out of my brain so I can finally sleep in peace!

So random prompt I guess. A fake/pretend marriage between Sanji and Zoro, but set in a Bridgerton-like world!

I promise it works! Grab a cup of tea and hear me out.

About Zoro:

First of all, Zoro is a trans male AFAB. But because society still sucks the only place where he can be himself is at home with his sister Perona and his adoptive father Dracule.

Plenty of space to add things about Zoro's backstory as well! Even Kuina as the catalyst of Zoro coming out to his family as trans, and the whole drama of her dying and promising that he would shape his life however he wants.

Zoro obviously loves and respects Mihawk because he did save his life and gave him a home and a family when Zoro lost his (yes, Zoro still keeps the Roronoa family name because they are another influential family or something). But Zoro also hates him, because Mihawk forces Zoro to debut in society like a girl, hoping he would find a husband for his "second daughter". Hopefully a husband that will understand that "Azura" is actually Zoro, and that will not cause a scandal when he realizes that it will be Zoro he will be married to.

Zoro also loves Perona, because once Zoro told her that he was a boy and not a girl, Perona immediately respected his wishes and started referring to him as a male. But Zoro still hates that after that he basically was still forced to participate in Perona's fake tea parties or make believe stories, this time as the prince or, when she was in a particularly grim mood (which is quite often) as the evil guy in one of her overdramatic fantastical scenarios. Also, as soon as Mihawk told them that Zoro was gonna debut as a girl with her deadname, Zoro went back to being Perona's favorite doll to dress up before a ball/party in high society.

(Zoro all dolled up and being the angriest looking wallflower ever is just an image that will be stuck in my brain forever.)

About Sanji:

So picture Sanji, the third heir of the (in)famous Vinsmokes and a man that everyone thought was dead, that suddenly pops up out of nowhere and becomes immediately the most talked about bachelor and the dream match for every meddling mama in high society. After all, they see Sanji as an extremely attractive man with perfect manners, which is absurdly galant with women and has the whole mysterious aura that attracts people like flies. Also, you know, there's the Vinsmokes name and fortune for whatever lucky girl manages to marry him and give him a male heir. (Sanji is still Sanji, so he is still gonna melt and simp over every woman. Which just means that after a while he does get the womanizer/pervert reputation.)

There is obviously a lot of gossiping and speculation about Sanji's past, but nobody knows what actually happened. Most people believe the story Judge spins: Sanji had been lost at sea during a storm while they were traveling on a ship, and that he must have washed ashore somewhere far away. That a kind man found him and took him in, but that Sanji had amnesia and didn't remember anything about his family, so he stayed for years with that man. Judge also kind of spins it to his favor that he told everyone that Sanji died because he wanted to spare the pain to his wife, who was already sick. But when his wife was on her dying bed she made him promise to look for their lost son, and Judge did so to honor his wife, that he says died of a broken heart because of Sanji's supposed death. (Sanji is ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTED by this narrative, of course.)

The reality is that Judge disowned him when he was in his early teens (like 11 or 12) for some stupid reason like "you are too sensitive" (idunnow, just Judge being Judge), and tried to kill him by making it look like an incident. So Sanji really almost drowned, but he was saved by Zeff that saw the attempted murder, and decided to take Sanji in as his own child. And everything was alright for a while; Sanji travelled around Europe with Zeff, who was a renowned chef that cooked for rich people and even royalty. Years after that, Judge comes to him with blackmail/a threat: he either comes back to the family and find a good influential girl to marry, or Judge is gonna kill Zeff. Reason for this is that Judge considers his daughter as his own servant, and plans to never let her marry anyone not to squander the family money. His other sons are pieces of shit that think women are only good to be fucked and broken, so they refuse to marry because they want to abuse whores, duel people for petty reasons and get drunk all of the time (still pieces of shit, but of little use to Judge for anything other than running the weapon family business empire). And even when Judge tried to force a marriage to get at least one heir, the poor woman was so severely abused that she killed herself three days after the marriage.

Then Judge found out that Sanji was still alive (maybe from a society paper with a portrait and "his protege" after they got invited to cook for the King) and had him spied on for a while to get some leverage to blackmail him into being his obedient "long lost son" and give him a fucking heir.

Sanji loves Zeff way too much to let anything happen to him, and he decides to sacrifice himself. But he's not a child anymore, and while he's still scared of Judge, he still plans to destroy him once and for all, so he can live peacefully and as he pleases. So he will fake compliance, but will find a way not only to save Jeff, but to ruin the Vinsmokes name once and for all. He just has to carefully move through high society while he does that. While also making sure that he doesn't break a poor woman's heart or ruin her reputation.

Here comes the actual "plot". (I know this post is super long already. Sorry not sorry.)

Judge obviously wants a politically and economically convenient match, so he tries to force Sanji to marry Pudding. And while Sanji thinks that Pudding is perfectly lovely, he also doesn't want to marry her on principle, not only because he wants to disobey Judge, but also because he doesn't like Pudding's family and doesn't want to drag her in all of the familial drama. (Plenty of space for the whole Charlotte family bullshit as well, but I'm not gonna delve into it rn.)

Judge obviously has a whole scheme for trapping him in marrying Pudding (and yes, she is a "willing" part of the scheme). Like, one of those almost fake scandals where the two are found out in a compromising situation and are forced to marry not to ruin the family name bullshit. Which would absolutely work with Sanji since he would never hurt Pudding's reputation.

Everything is ruined by Zoro's abysmal sense of direction. While trying to hide from "Azura's suitors"/getting the fuck out of there, he ruins Judge's carefully planned fake misunderstanding by being the one that accidentally falls into Sanji's lap in a "secluded alcove" and is found out by gossip prone mamas in the compromising situation. Judge isn't happy about it, but still agrees to it because of Zoro's own family name and fortune that will become Sanji's, and the reputation of the Dracule himself which can still be useful to Judge.

Zoro doesn't really care for his own reputation, he almost thinks this is just perfect: if he's ruined nobody will want to marry him and he can live as he pleases. But Mihawk makes it plainly clear that if he does that he will ruin any chance for his sister to have a good match. And Perona is a romantic that hopes for a soulmate to have kids and a happy family with, so Zoro sacrifices himself for her sake.

Sanji thinks that this is just perfect. Judge was played by his own scheming! Now, he just needs to deal with his soon to be wife. She doesn't seem to want the marriage at all, so maybe if he explained the situation she would accept a marriage of convenience, and once Judge is finally dealt with, he can get an annulment for the marriage without ruining Azura's reputation.

After Sanji explains, Zoro is elated: he doesn't actually have to be a wife! And he even admits to Sanji about how he is actually a man and would like to be called Zoro. Sanji is obviously a little bit confused at first, but Zoro kind of implies that he will agree to the farcical marriage only if Sanji treats him like a man, so at the end of the day he agrees that at least in private Zoro can be whoever he wants and Sanji won't bother him.

Obviously Sanji gets rid of all the staff Judge picked for the "happy couple"'s new home, and he replaces them with both people that he trusted from his previous life with Jeff and that will never betray him by spilling his secrets to Judge, and with people picked by Dracule Mihawk's staff that already know about the whole "Zoro, not Azura" thing. Judge doesn't like it, but has to compromise because Mihawk insists that the house (the Roronoa estate maybe) and staff are his gift for the happy couple and he won't budge on it. (Zoro asked for it obviously, and Mihawk agreed since Zoro doesn't ever ask for things and he does feel a bit guilty for forcing Zoro into the marriage.)

After that there is obviously the slow burn of Sanji and Zoro actually falling in love with each other, and probably lots of shenanigans with the rest of the Strawhat crew that are members of high society as well. Or part of the staff, don't know... Not gonna do a deep dive on them as well, but they are there and crazy like always.

My brain is stunk on the idea of Sanji and Zoro riding horses together (with Zoro being dumbstruck by how pretty and carefree Sanji is; also lots of bickering because Zoro almost gets lost in a property he's supposed to know better). Sanji and Zoro having a sparring fencing match (and Sanji is both pissed and turned off when he realizes that Zoro is A BEAST when it comes to fighting and he's absolutely a better swordsman than Sanji); Zoro and Sanji getting super drunk after getting home early from a party (everyone thinks they are rushing home because they are still in the "honeymoon" phase, instead Sanji dragged Zoro home because Zoro was about to punch one of Sanji's brothers after they made fun of Sanji & made inappropriate comments on Perona); Zoro insisting that Sanji let him try smoking (and promptly making a fool of himself by choking on the smoke, while also questioning why the smells if smoke has become so comforting when the taste of tobacco sucks so much). Also Sanji cooking for Zoro until he finds out all of Zoro's favorite dishes (and being appalled by Zoro's lack of decorum when eating something he likes). Literally just these two dorks falling in love in the most domestic way.

Of course at first Sanji is still reluctant to let Zoro do manly things, since he struggles to see Azura as anything other than the lovely lady he transforms into for balls and parties. But slowly things start to change and he gets to know Zoro for real and, "Zoro has such terrible manners! How could he be anything but a man?". He obviously has to deal with the whole "does this mean that I am attracted by a man?" thing as well once he realizes that he doesn't mind being married to Zoro. And then he thinks that he doesn't even mind the idea of calling Zoro his husband and not his wife! Wtf is wrong with him?! And on and on with the crisis.

Zoro isn't doing much better because he never thought he could find marriage such a bearable ordeal. Sure, he constantly bickers with Sanji about almost anything, and he doesn't get the whole "women should be cherished" and all. But Sanji is also respectful of his boundaries and not once has he called Zoro by his deadname in private; rather, he almost slipped and used "Zoro" at parties as well multiple times. Zoro also knows that Sanji finds him attractive when he's all dolled up as Azura for whatever high society event they have to attend. But Zoro is not Azura and doesn't want to pretend he is; so will Sanji ever actually love him as a partner, an equal, a man, or will they just split and go their separate ways when they finally deal with Judge?

And in the meantime they still have to find a way to get Zeff to safety and destroy the Vinsmokes (which, Sanji realizes is quite more complicated that he thought at first, since he actually hopes to save his sister somehow after she shows how much she still cares about Sanji; not his brothers tho, they are still assholes).

The rest of the gang obviously helps Zoro and Sanji (lots of trying to actually get them together as well, since they see the love grow between them).

As for the smutty part, they get there eventually. It's for sure more of a slow burn thing compared to the usual Bridgerton vibe.

And that's all I have. I'm gonna go to sleep. Do with this damn thing whatever you want, cause I sure am NOT gonna write this monster.

[clumsyexpression]

Some One Piece Men and the Fast Food Restaurants they remind me of

A recommended read if you are super bored and have a good handful of time to kill

[[ This is me being very biased and a little nonsensical but also kinda serious in a goofy way =u= ]]

Law - Starbucks

I feel that you have to have a lot of patience and really know the menu with how specific people may request their coffee and how batshit crazy they can get if there’s even the slightest thing wrong with it. You have to have patience and high tolerance for annoying ass people, and even though Law lacks both of those qualities I think he’s perfect to be a barista. Law does actually tolerate a lot of craziness though fr fr cause sometimes I don’t think I could last 6 minutes being around Luffy if I’m being completely honest lol

Kuzan - Cookout

They always have it together despite the line going around the entire parking lot and into the street and being the only restaurant open after 8:30pm until 3am AND the food is always on point AAAND the employees are never rude. Kuzan for sure, because he’s such comfort kind of guy, and Cookout is also comfort food to the max and neither really disappoint, so

Smoker - Wingstop

They gave me undercooked chicken one time and it honestly ruined my excitement for them. I like them a lot even though everyone else thinks they’re really gross. I dunno how to really explain it further than that but.. this had absolutely no relevancy whatsoever to Smoker but really, when you think about it, people clown him for getting his ass handed to him all the time but that doesn't take away how he's still cool..welp, there ya have it - this is relevant after all pffft

Buggy - Long John Silvers

Yoooo they are trifin as hell and they could care less. If only that cod wasn't bangin, I wouldn’t give them another dollar of mine. If you told me Buggy was the manager, I would believe you. I am super amazed that they haven’t been shut down yet, but here we are in 2022 and they are still somehow thriving.

Doflamingo - Dairy Queen

The one Dairy Queen that was around when I was growing up was shut down repeatedly and the management had the nerve to plaster a sign on the window stating how they had to close down but will re-open when the staff learns how to be sanitary and clean their hands. Sooo out of pocket. So is Doflamingo. These two walk hand-in-hand in that respect.

Mihawk - Checkers (or Rally’s)

I bet he would ‘treat’ himself to some Checkers to get away from Perona the castle a little bit, just as a small change of pace. Just sitting in the car, eating some burger and fries and funnel cake fries. A small and super secret guilty pleasure is all.

Sanji - Chipotle

I never had a  bad experience here, and the food doesn’t taste bad. Because of the ‘’’’healthiness’’’’ of the ingredients and just the nature of the business, I think Sanji would probably work here and maybe even hook you up with some extra ingredients. Actually, he would totally be that guy who would give all the girlfriends extra stuff and probably overcharge the boyfriends and argue when he tries to dispute. I guess I should feel bad..but I would get extra queso..so that’s tough for those of y’all who get overcharged.

Killer - White Castle

I only had the White Castle cheeseburgers they sell in the freezer section at Sam’s Club and if I’m not careful I will legit eat all 36 burgers cause they're so amazing and I can only imagine what a fresh, ready-made White Castle cheeseburger would taste like. That’s how I feel about Killer. He’s so amazing but I only really know a little about him. Anyways, his mask matches the White Castle color scheme and he could totally man the grill with no problem – he is totally a slider kind of guy.

Basil Hawkins - Little Caesars

I’ve actually never had Little Caesars because I don’t hate myself that much to where I want to ever put it into my body, and that’s kinda how I feel about Hawkins. I really don’t like him but I don’t really have anything to really base my dislike of him on..ya feel me? Either way he’s gross and low-tier.

Bege - Five Guys

The food is typically really good though a tad on the greasy side and I’m almost certain that like, 2 of the closest locations near me have some type of shady side business going on, so. I can tell you it certainly is a crime for the amount of money you have to pay for fries – JUST fries – before you even get to the sandwiches lmao Bege is aight but not a favorite. Same with Five Guys.

Franky - Sonic 

I’m pretty sure everything on the menu just came out of the freezer and straight to the deep fryer and probably soaked in the grease 20 minutes longer than necessary but that’s why I pay them to do it instead of wasting my own cooking oil and getting mad about it. Okay so I made this sound (probably) as disgusting as it sounds but the limeades are banging and the service is always great. Franky is great, too. I’m fairly positive that he would tear Sonic up.

Marco - Burger King

Chicken fries are the only reason. That is the only acceptable reason anyone should ever go to Burger King. And whenever i see his talons, it makes me hungry. For chicken fries.

Crocodile - KFC

They don’t even know what they're doing anymore, man. Hate to see it. This…has nothing to do with Crocodile but I often imagine how if his businesses failed, he would go bankrupt and have to start at entry level and I just picture him in a garish chicken costume- oh shit nevermind I got the perfect restaurant for him-

Crocodile - Bojangles

Every time I pull up to the menu, I never order anything because its always more than im willing to pay for some fast food fried chicken but I absolutely LOVE when the employees do their Bojangles schtick and let me know ‘IT’S BO-TIME!!’. This. I wanna see Crocodile do this with his Bojangles uniform to boot.              

Usopp - Subway

I’m really not trying to be funny but Subway is really gross and I loathe it with a passion but for some crazy, inexplicable reason out of nowhere, I will start fiendin for a meatball marinara and end up eating  three of them within a week’s time. All of this to say that I think Usopp would love working there since he would wear the title of ‘Sandwich Artist’ like a badge of honor and unironically enjoy the food. Food is trash but Usopp isn’t. I mean, he can make some very trash decisions, most definitely, but he’s aight.

Luffy - McDonalds

I’m sorry lmao but McDonald’s is just something I can only have in small doses cause they’re such a mixed bag of experiences. If that isn’t Luffy to a T-

Rosinante - Dominos

Best pizza franchise ever, love the garlic crust even though I don’t ever eat pizza crust and it makes me feel happy.

Zoro - Popeyes

Once upon a time I used to say that KFC will always be better than them, but that was before I actually gave Popeyes a chance and when the Popeyes employees would argue for the sake of arguing and I guess because they had the time for it lmao I think Zoro would be the perfect candidate for drive-thru because he would be the absolute worst at it; and even though it wouldn’t matter if the manager sides with him or not, I feel like he would enjoy the altercations pffft - especially since Popeye’s overall reputation kinda gives him the license to be himself

Scratchmen Apoo - Panera Bread

I bought a small drink from here once and it was like, $6, and then the line came to a stand still for 15 minutes, only for me to get to the window and wait another 20 minutes because someone left midshift and then be informed that they didn’t have what I ordered so I had to pick something else which was a little more expensive and a lot less tastier. Honestly it wasn’t really anyone’s fault. But it was an exceptionally hot, summer day, I had my dog in the car, and I’m 100% behind the sentiment that Panera is glorified hospital food. Sorry I really just wanted to vent about that, but anyways fuck Scratchmen Apoo I feel like he’s lame, too.

Ace - Taco Bell

I can go months without wanting to ever see a single Taco Bell establishment ever ever ever again but then they bring the toasted chalupa back and it’s a game changer..until they change the menu again. Have a feeling that Ace would feel the same. I think he would have a love/hate relationship with Taco Bell, even though his stomach is a bottomless pit and he probably doesn’t discriminate on the arrangement of how his 4 Taco Bell ingredients hit his stomach lmao

X Drake - Chick-fil-A

Waffle fries are bangers when fresh and the only way to eat the chicken sandwiches are spicy. Tame. Just tame.

Blackbeard - Arby's

From my experience with Arby’s, if you were to tell me that Teach was the manager of this establishment, I would 100% believe you without a shadow of a doubt because the parallels are uncanny; no one like Arby’s except for 1 person that I know, no one really talks about it,  and the most seediest of characters are always hanging around the building doing, uh, not very savory things. So both are very forgettable until it’s dredged up again in an unwanted conversation.

Penguin - Dunkin

I don’t care what anyone says but Dunkin is actually really good and I consider them my best friend and it’s always just…there. I feel like that’s Penguin. He's just...there but you can tell he's ride or die. What? What about Katakuri?

Katakuri - Krispy Kreme

Sure we’ll take it. Super cliché but whatever. A tad bit overrated, and the closest one is still an hour away and I just can’t justify the gas for that. But not Katakuri – he’s totally worth it ehehe ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Kid - Wendy’s

Better than Burger King and I could eat the chili every single day but wouldn’t because I hate beans and picking the beans out gets tiresome after the third cup. Same goes for the chili cheese fries but I wouldn’t mind as much. Since the food is a little more on the ‘’’’’spicier’’’’’ side of things, it reminds me of Kid, and also because this one lady was soooo rude for no reason other than I guess she could get away with it?? Yeah. The closest Wendy’s around here always has a terrible line around the building and equally terrible customer service but the food is worth it sometimes. Oh yeah, Kid would fit in perfectly as the window drive-thru employee

Urouge - Zaxby’s

He’s always smiling but kinda scary but also seems pretty cool. So are the people at the Zaxby’s I go to. Never had a bad experience and the food is always good and they never forget the Zaxby sauce. Don’t know a whole lot about Urouge to be fair but I have a feeling he’s a solid dude.

[aceopmari]

If the Straw Hats Had a Reality Show Dedicated to Pirates Headcanon! Ft: Law!

With how infamous the pirate crew gotten, it was only natural that they were soon granted the rights to have their own reality show, like other famous pirates in the Grand Line and the New World.

Get ready for Keeping Up with the Straw Hats!

Luffy: Whether it was his strength, or his childlike innocence, Luffy was a fan favorite!

He often ignored the producers suggestions to make the show more interesting.

Luffy didn’t like when the producers told him to punch a random person on the street when they were visiting an island.

Was not getting paid, as he owed the producers over 10,000 berris for punching the camera one time in anger, when the director attempted to take his meat away. The director was only making a suggestion for a much healthier diet for the star of the show.

Luffy also skipped out on a lot of confessional sessions. Mainly because he really didn’t have much to hide to begin with. But if he did go, it was mainly to either show appreciation for his crew or to make public declarations:

“Sanji’s cooking the BEST!”

“Do we get free meat with this show?”

“I’m going to kick Mingo’s ass!”

Zoro: The viewers found Zoro amusing! Whether it be him constantly getting lost, or his heated arguments with Sanji. The producers would rush over to him, cameras and all whenever they caught the two together.

Zoro was surprisingly popular with female viewers. They enjoyed watching him sweat whenever he would work out in the crows nest.

Zoro didn’t care about the show really. Just as long as he gets to work out, drink booze, and sleep, he’s good.

The producers always looked forward to his confessionals after he fights with Sanji:

“That damn shitty cook! Just who the hell does he think he is?!”

“That curly brow dumbass is gonna get himself killed one of these days!”

Sanji: Was angry that Zoro was racking in more views from the female viewers than he was!

Why him?! Why not me?!

He kicked the camera man straight in the chin when he told him that Zoro was naturally more popular than he was.

Sanji desperately tried to win over the female viewers by showing off his fighting skills or his culinary expertise.

He was excited when he finally got some fan mail from the fans!

It turned out to be from the okamas though…

If Sanji went to the confessionals, it was usually to cry about why women weren’t interested in him…or to talk shit about Zoro:

“Just what does he have that I don’t on this show?”

“Why aren’t all the beautiful ladies watching me?”

Little did Sanji know, he caught the eyes of Violet and Pudding.

Nami: An absolute slut for the camera! The producers LOVED her!

One couldn’t tell who was using who more. All that mattered was what would bring them more views and more money.

Whenever it was filming time, Nami would purposely wear a bikini without the jeans to draw in the male viewing audience.

Add the extra seductive act she would put on, and nosebleeds would cover millions of transponder snail television screens.

Loved to give tours of the Sunny and show off her designer clothes.

Would parade around the islands, using Momonosuke as an accessory to manipulate the fans into loving her more.

Nami LOVED to take advantage of the fanbase, often subtly asking for gifts mainly money through the fan mail she receives. Next to Robin, she had the most.

Nami became very vain and strict with the crew on how to present themselves for the camera and had to keep members like Luffy in check to make sure he didn’t do anything stupid to cause the show to be cancelled. But just in case, as a backup, she could always start an Only Fans.

One might say that the fame and fortune was getting to her head, as she would purposely start up drama whenever she was out on an island. Would probably steal from a city mayor if it meant she could get the fans taking for weeks.

Whenever she was in the confessionals, it was mainly to complain about Luffy’s or Zoro’s antics.

Would probably shit talk about Robin, although faking it the whole time, to get some drama started:

“Honestly! I wish Luffy would just use some common sense for once!”

“Robin thinks she’s all that! But everyone knows, I’m the prettiest girl on the show!”

“I’ll let you film me in the bath. It’ll cost you 1 million beri!”

Franky: Loved the camera! One sided on the producers part since they didn’t enjoy Franky’s sense of…ahem…style.

He would dance, be loud, or show off his cool body.

If he was in the confessional room, it was to complain openly to the producers on why they did him dirty.

“Hey! I saw last weeks episode! Why did you cut my scene out, bro?!”

Ussop: Although not nearly as popular as Nami, Ussop was interesting enough to get some viewers watching the show, even unintentionally.

Ussop used the show to make himself seem cooler, mainly through the confessionals.

The lies he told caught the attention of viewers worldwide, though very few could sees past his lies.

The producers didn’t care, so long as there were viewers.

“Yes it was I! The Great Captain Ussop who defeated CP9!”

“Wait wait! Cut that out! Cut that scene out! I meant SniperKing!”

Chopper: The Worlds Favorite Cutie Pie!

Choppers looks alone were enough to win the hearts of viewers! Mostly the female reindeer mink.

Combine that with his child like innocence and he’s instantly a popular household name!

On top of that he already has many sponsorships from multiple sweet brands. (Mainly cotton candy ones.)

Choppers pretty shy on camera and often does his usual dance when he’s nervous. The audience eats it up.

He doesn’t gossip. When it comes to confessionals, he’s usually talking about Zoro’s recklessness when it comes to bandages, or Sanji’s nose bleeding habits.

Jimbei: Not particular interested in TV or fame, but used being on TV to his advantage to spread his word and try stop discrimination against fishmen.

The producers found him boring and didn’t look forward to filming him, especially at confessionals…but at the very least, he was able to bring in views due to his former status as a warlord.

Robin: Had many admirers! She enjoyed being on the show. Often is seen on screen on a lavish shopping trip with Nami.

She does her part to make the show more interesting, whether it is be her dark sense of humor or putting her devil fruit powers to good use.

She once used it on a producer when he asked her to do something suggestive for views. After that, the producers never messed with her again, out of fear for their lives.

Not much for confessionals though, except when she’s expressing how amused she is at Luffy’s antics.

She may appeared to be calm and quiet but you better believe that the rumors she would stir up, would get the people talking!

Piers Morgans was having a field day with the headlines:

“Did Cat Burgler Nami Get Breast Implants?!”

“Roronoa Zoro: Honorable Swordsmen or Man Thot?! Gets Caught Sleeping with Wano’s Most Beautiful Woman!”

“Is Monkey D Luffy, Secretly Seeing His Crewmates Sister From the Germa Kingdom?!”

Brook: Fans loved seeing Soul King on screen. In some episodes he’s either playing music or he’s attempting a panty raid in Nani’s room. Which often results in him getting beat up by her every time.

Anything he says in the confessional‘s ends up with his signature laugh.

Law: Made a special guest appearance since starting hiw alliance with Luffy.

You can imagine his look of surprise, when the crew showed up on Punk Hazard with a camera crew and all.

He wasn’t at all interested in being on TV. His famous “I hate bread” made him an instant fan favorite. And meme along the fanbase.

He didn’t like that…

Law hated being followed around by the camera crew on the Thousand Sunny or when he simply just wanted peace. He frequently scolded the producers to stop or told Luffy to call off the cameras, but neither listened.

He only wanted to discuss the alliance plans in private with the crew and didn’t want the producers to catch any of it for the world to see.

As time went on, and Law was getting sucked into the Straw Hat shenanigans. He found himself wandering into the confessional where he would frequently complain about the crew. Mainly the captain.

“Mugiwara-ya will be the death of me…”

“Rorona-ya has no sense of direction…”

“How has the crew survived this long? They don’t ever strategize when it comes to making a plan!”

Viewer Reactions:

Sabo: Enjoys watching his little brother on screen, and always has a good laugh. Koala would often scold him for abandoning his duties to go watch the show.

Hancock: Would briefly abandon her duties as Pirate Empress for the whole day if it meant, she could watch Luffy on screen.

Took up most of his fan mail, and gifts that had meat.

Hancock would be envious of Nami and Robin on her screen, wishing she was their with Luffy.

Mihawk: Reality shows weren’t his usual choice of television entertainment, but he did watch, soley to watch over Zoro’s progress as a swordsmen. He would lie if Perona asked him if he found what he saw the slightest bit amusing.

Ace: He got a kick out watching his little brother on screen. Often laughing at Luffy’s antics. He saw that Luffy’s crew was slowly riding in more views on the reality show The WhiteBeard Pirates had. Ace wasn’t too worried but he knew he had to step it up.

Shanks: Often shaking his head and smiling in amusement at the sight of Luffy on screen. Would sometimes watch the show with Ace as the two spoke fondly of him.

Big Mom: Was furious that Luffy was racking in more views than her crew combined. Everyone used to love Big Mom’s wedding cake special episodes.

“MUGIWARAAAAA!” *Smashes TV*

Garp: Nearly choked on his crackers at the sight of his crazy grandson invading his screen.

“LUFFY NOOOOOO!”

Smoker: If any marine soldier was caught watching, Keeping Up with the Straw Hats, you better believe that he’ll would be raised at HQ. in secret though, he would watch it. Not for entertainment, but more so to study the Straw Hats moves.

Buggy: Screeching out in jealously seeing Straw Hat Luffy was popular enough to be given his own show and not him.

Kid: Was sitting at a bar one night and spat out his drink in anger at the sight of Straw Hat on his screen.

Nearly popped a blood vessel when he saw Law on screen.

“The hell?! Even Trafalgar?! How come those bastards get their own show?!”

Killer remained silent. He knew the reason why the Kid Pirates never picked up the rights to a pirate reality show was because of how scary Kid was.

Dragon: Used the show as a way to keep up with his son. Although in secret, since he didn’t want his army to notice.

Germa 66: Mixed reactions.

“That’s no son of mine.” Judge would say.

Reiju giggled at the sight of the screen. After a mission, she would look forward to watching the show to see her brother.

Ichiji, Niji, and Yonji expressed annoyance and criticized Sanji. Although would never admit that they were each jealous that Sanji got to be on a reality show instead of the Germa Kingdom itself.

Yamato: Wants to be on the show. Not for the fame, but mainly to spread the word and tell the world what a horrible father, Kaido is and spread Oden’s legacy to the world.

[gildedmuse]

Room For One More

I wrote this just off the cuff, for no reason. It was inspired in part by conversations with @jhaernyl and @babblebuzz so I encourage you to blame them, even though neither of them asked for this, wanted it, or suspected they were about to get 1000+ words in their messages. 

It’s suppose to be Mihawk.x Law x Zoro, but it never got so far. It features Mihawk x Law as a married couple, Zoro as Mihawk’s too young and too cute and too sexy assistant that Law finds just suspicious... And also really fucking hot.

PS: Sorry for the requests I haven’t filled, especially Go To War For You. It’s coming, I swear! I just got out of the hospital and straight back to work, and I lost my train of thought there. But I’m slowly writing it out. Because obviously I love me some MiZoLaw

PPS: See people this is what you message me/converse with me. I just write up 1000 words of nothing. You are to blame.

Room For One More: Get Him Out

Ooohh... Au where Law is married to Mihawk and one day he comes home to find his husband leaning over and around this green haired.... KID (that's what he is, he is a goddamn kid, Law thinks. He may be all of 18. Barely.) Law just stands in the door, utterly unacknowledged as Mihawk continues speaking in that low, sexy voice of his and Law is too upset to even hear what he's saying, but he sure as hell can see the way his husband's mouth is so close to the boy's ear the three gold bars hanging from it jingle together. Like a fucking alarm bell as far as Law is concerned.

Law coughs.

Twice.

That finally does it. Both of them turn as if they just noticed Law when he'd come in mid rant about a patient who just won't take his damn meds and paperwork and yet only know have they managed to notice his existence.

Mihawk smiles even as Law glares him down. "Law, you're home early."

"Actually, I'm home precisely when I was supposed to be."

Mihawk nods, brow furrowing for a mere second, thrown by the snippiness in Law's voice. Oh sorry I sound upset about walking in on your clearly private session with school boy jezebel here, honey. "Which in your case, is early. I can't name the last time you did not stay late at the hospital for one reason or another."

"I had a frustrating day, I wanted to call it an early night. I wasn't aware that we'd have... guests." Law's eyes not so subtly fall to the boy, unable to see him completely since he's still sitting there between his husband's arms. Plus he's gone back to whatever is in front of him on the table. Sure, now he feels a sense of shame.

When his gaze goes back to his husband, Mihawk has an eyebrow raised. Law knows that look. The "I am older and wiser than you and do not understand at times why you behave the way you do" look. Law hates that look, but right at this particular moment it makes him want to stab something.

Preferably something green, cute, and sitting in between his husband's arms like it's no big deal.

"I informed you earlier. Red-Hawk offices are under going heavy renovation and will be unusable for the next two weeks, forcing me to work from home." Yes, Law remembers the conversation. Although, admittedly, only barely. He'd had just gotten off two major surgeries and countless troublesome patients and a 12 hour shift. Mihawk himself had apparently been forced to run meeting after meeting, and all alone thanks to the newly wedded Shanks and Benn having both come down with some undescribed illness, that was on top of his normal work overseeing product development, speaking with potential clients, whatever he did at that office of his, the very description of which always bored Law. He knows it's something sports related, that it makes incredibly good money but also keeps Mihawk constantly busy and nearly as exhausted as Law. Just the other day he ended up sleeping over at the office and...

Oh. Oh, fuck, Law has been so stupid and naïve. And he supposes this boy's name just happens to be At-the-office.

"This is Roronoa Zoro," Mihawk continues, ignoring the narrowing of Law's eyes. "He's one of our interns. He's acting as my temporary assistant while Perona is on vacation."

Right... The pink haired gothic doll that acts as his husband's right hand.... Lolita (that wording had never sounded so wrong to Law. He'd met Perona plenty of times. While the girl gets on his nerves, she is apparently incredibly effective. He's also seen her with Mihawk and there is absolutely nothing going on there.) Her absence is part of what's been adding to his husband's recent stress at work.

Stress he's apparently found a cure for. A very new cure, apparently. Barely old enough to be out of testing.

The boy glances back at Law since the first time since he first interrupted them. His husband stands up, freeing the boy to sit up a little straighter. Law had been right. He is cute. Annoyingly so.

"Hey there," the boy says in such an incredibly causal tone it actually throws Law for a second.

"Roronoa," Mihawk's already low voice seems to dip a little deeper, more authoritative. Usually sexy as hell, goes right to Law's cock. Unless he's exhausted. Or it's being used on his fucking boy toy.

The kid actually rolls his eyes! "Sorry. How do you do, Dracule-san," Zoro says, using his schoolboy on his best behavior voice which, who knows, he may actually still have use for. His voice is lower than Law had assumed, almost expecting him to sound like a child not yet through puberty.

"It's Trafalgar, actually," Law corrects him, and it's a pointed correction. Instead of being relieved that at least the boy knows he is indeed the husband here, he's more annoyed than ever. So Mihawk told him he was married and the boy came anyway?

Zoro shrugs off the mistake, apparently entirely unaffected by Law's rather legendary bad looks. "S-- My apologies, Trafalgar, I was unaware."

Law can't help but notice that despite the still formal language, Zoro has already thrown away the honorific. Much like he already thrown away any respect for the sanctity of Law's wedding vows.

You know what, no. Law's day had been hell and this is simply too much right now. "Excuse me. I'm starving," he mutters. He moves by Mihawk without stopping for their usual kiss, not even looking at his husband as he goes to open the fridge.

It doesn't mean he misses the way his husband's striking golden eyes follow him, just like a hawk's would as it studies its prey. Nor does he miss how eventually the feeling burning into the back of his neck drops away. He hears a low sigh, almost neutral except he knows his husband. He can hear the frustration.

Good. Let him be frustrated..

"Roronoa," Mihawk says, sounding almost as tired as Law feels. "Do you remember when I showed you the study earlier, where I keep all the file logs."

Law is too busy trying to ignore the goddamn child in his kitchen to care what he replies. He does, however, get out some vegetables right at that moment, and so sees the way Zoro turns his head up, exposing a long column of his neck, stretching it above the collar of his undone dress shirt, as he gives his husband a sort of searching look, pausing before he nods.

"Could you take the papers up there, please, and finish the form as instructed. Law is trying to dig out a damn chopping block but does hear the boy say, "Yeah, sure." and the scratch of chair legs along with shuffling papers.

Just as Law has finally found what he needed, right where it was supposed to be but that's not the point, he hears Mihawk approaching. Before he even makes it halfway to Law he's stopped. "Wait."

Law looks up on instinct. Mihawk's deep voice also attracts Zoro, who had finally almost been gone. "Don't start the next form until I am there. Simply file what we've completed."

"Yeah, okay."

"That will be all, Roronoa." Zoro actually has the nerve to roll his eyes before he turns to start leaving again. Not that he gets far. "Roronoa," his husband adds with another sigh. Frustrated still, annoyed and... endeared. Yes, damnit, Law knows Mihawk too well.. "It is the other door." Zoro's shoulders go very stiff. He huffs but says nothing, making a quick turn and marching out of their kitchen. At least.

Law slams the chopping board down on the counter so hard he's surprised neither of them breaks.

"Law.." Mihawk places a heavy hand on Law's shoulder which is quickly dismissed. He picks up a knife - perhaps not the best choice at the moment... For Mihawk - and starts chopping away at some peppers. They are nice and green and easy for him to slice apart. "Law... Darling," Mihawk tries again, this time not attempt to touch him. He is watching Law chop apart the pepper, which is good. One of them should probably be paying attention to the way he wielding a sharp blade around his fingers while exhausted and enraged. "Very well, I can see that you've come to certain conclusions, but let me assure you those assumption are entirely incorrect, likely the result of your long shifts and lack of sleep.

Law ends up embedding the knife in the board. He turns to Mihawk, an aura of pure darkness. Honestly, he loves the man, bit is this the time for one of his "be sensible, I'm right" speeches? Law glares up at him, temped just storm out only that would just make Mihawk feel more confirmed in his believe that Law is over reacting.

Instead, after a deep breath, Law starts in on him, his voice low and logical while still with an edge of danger. "I walked into our kitchen to find you leaning over some boy BARELY out of high school - hopefully! - whispering in his damn ear.... Don't think I don't remember you doing that to me. I believe you later admitted to loving being able to watch my face as you slowly worked me up into a frenzy. Was the boy getting hard for you? Or had you only just started?"

Law's voice is laced with some much bitterness and maybe... Maybe some heartbreak but Law is burying that deep right now. Yet Mihawk's face gives him nothing. His husband leans against the counter with his arms crossed, watching him go off on this rant with neutral and yet somehow analytical expression. That just drives Law temperature even further. Even more than Mihawk's utter lack of an answer.

"Your reaction?" Law's voice is raising with every word, furious that Mihawk is giving him so little when Law has every right to be mad. "Once I get you attention, at least. You're very first comment when I come home exhausted and stressed and find you with some green haired, rude little brat? Surprise that I'm home early."

"I apologize, Hawk-ya, that in interrupted your time with-

Mihawk pulls Law in for a kiss. It's not sensual or deep, but it's sincere. Which... Law can't even understand. It makes no sense. It makes Law want to cry and as that realizes comes Law realized he already has been.

Why is Mihawk doing this to him? Just tell him the truth.

When he pulls back, Mihawk appears at least somewhat contrite. Still, when he finally nods it feels like like an agreement and more like he's acquiescing. "Perhaps it would have given the circumstance to give you more time to adjust to this change, but let me assure you that Roronoa is only here in an official, business capacity. "

"And what's his business? Sucking my husband's cock?" Law bites back, no longer wanting Mihawk to try and disguise what is obvious, like he thinks Law is an idiot or, more likely, so overworked and so rarely home he simply would never notice the indiscretion and would be too exhausted to bother caring if he did.

Is that... Is that how Mihawk sees their relationship?

Mihawk reaches for him again but Law has had enough. He jerks away before Mihawk even gets close to touching him, eyes fire and challenges as he stares up at the older man. “Where did you pick him up? A damn kindergarten?”

“He’s an intern for RedHawk, as I explained earlier,” while Mihawk’s words are still rather simple, straight forward in many ways, his tone is patient. Like he’s dealing with a damn child. “And he is nineteen.” Well, he probably has practice since he’s sleeping with one. “Please, Law, you are clearly exhausted. Let me finish instructing Zoro on some final matters and we’ll both of us lay down. It’s been a hard week and-”

Oh, he’s sure his husband will instruct the boy on all sorts of things. Law swings around, hunger completely forgotten. “You’re right, Hawk-ya,” he spits the old nickname with a venom, storming from the kitchen, his hunger completely forgotten. “I do need rest. And frankly I think that is more likely to happen if I don’t have to share my bed with two other people.”

[hello-satan-speaking]

1) Brook, I can’t fully explain why I just feel like I’d have a better time with him.

2) Neither, I am very broke. But uh, I guess Luffy’s tab? Idk seems like he’d need the help but Zoro can figure it out on his own 😋

3) I’m not a very good cook and I think Killer would be much more patient with me sooooo Killer💙

4) Oof it’s a toughie either way. I feel like Whitbeard would be more willing to learn and would be easier to teach? Like Roger would just kinda be like “We didn’t need these back in my day,” and just ditch it but Whitebeard would want to learn to stay in touch with his sons hehe

5) Rayleigh, he’s hotter (argue with the wall) and I simply don’t trust Shanks 🐀

6) Probably Perona. We have a more similar style so we’d want to shop at the same places but we’re different sizes so we wouldn’t be fighting over the same piece🖤

7) Awkward small talk. I feel like Mihawk and I have relatively similar levels of “I don’t need/desire socialization” and we’d both just be hoping the other wouldn’t speak first the entire time.

8) I wanna bond with Chopper, I think they would both have a good time but idk it feels like it would be more meaningful/sentimental to Chopper🦌

9) Either or, but I do love weddings so probably Shachi hehe

10) I feel like there’s no way you’re getting out if you marry Big Mom until she gets rid of you but I feel like you have more freedom under Kaido (once you gain his trust). I guess I’d be adopted by Kaido ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

11) Chick flick with Koby for sure. Shirahoshi would be crying very loudly the entire time and I wouldn’t be able to enjoy it but I feel like Koby and I would silently cry together lmao

12) Paint Marco’s nails I guess, idk I just like him better than Drake🔥

13) Kid hehe, it would definitely fit my personal style more and I’d try to steal a kiss hehehehe💋

14) Hmmm, I think I’d have more fun with Ace. I think we’d be more likely to get away with it too🏎️

15) I’d like to give Hawkins eyebrows. I feel like no matter how much I brush his hair, it’d never be good enough for Buggy.

16) Extra limbs from Robin for sure, we would have a good time 😉

17) Corazon breaking my shit so I guess I’d clean Daddy Croc’s shoes

18) I’m not very artistic sooooo shop class with Franky🤖

19) Well I’m definitely not telling Izou he’s wrong😳

20) Barto 💚 It would be funny to watch also I’m madly in love with him so I’d just watch him lovingly☺️

Thanks for these prompts friend, they were so fun! (I’m interested to hear you answers as well)

This Or That

Just a silly game I thought I'd make for people. Basicly I have written a bunch of 'would you rather' and feel free to reblog this with your answers, I am super interested in reading! Silly and fluffy ones.

Go to a concert with Brook or Uta

Pay Luffy’s food bill or Zoro’s bar tab

Cook with Sanji or Killer

Teach Whitebeard or Roger how to use a smartphone

Go drinking with Rayleigh or Shanks

Go shopping with Nami or Perona

Make awkward small talk in an elevator with Mihawk or ask Smoker for a day off

Go to build a bear with Chopper or Bepo

Be Shachi’s plus one to a wedding or Penguins date to a school reunion 

Marry Big Mom or be adopted by Kaido

Watch a chick flick with Coby or horror with Shirahoshi

Paint Marco’s nails in phoenix form or Drakes toenails in dinosaur mode

Let Kid or Boa give you a  total makeover

Comit GTA with Ace or arson with Sabo

Do Hawkins eyebrows or brush Buggy’s hair

Have Law borrow your heart or have Robin give you extra limbs

Let Corazon help you move house including breakable things or clean the sand out of all Sir Crocodiles shoes

Art class with Usopp as teacher or shop with Franky as teacher

Have to tell izou he’s wrong or beta-read Deuce

Listen to an hour of bread puns and jokes from Thatch or Barto fanboying over Strawhats for an hour. [He’d be screaming and crying and pulling his hair out]

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NSFW Alphabet, Mihawk: A-Z

Reposting all of these together for convenience and to save space. Alphabet requests are still open, but remember, I don't accept requests to do the entire alphabet for someone all at once. You have to stick to the guidelines of 1 character per ask, and 5 letters per ask, and once I finish the alphabet for a character with requests like that, I will repost it all together.

A: Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Mihawk’s aftercare is exquisite. He likes to lightly traces his fingers along your body as he gives you slow, light kisses while the two of you cool down. He’ll tell you how amazing you were, and then he’ll go run a bath for the two of you before coming back and carrying you to the tub. He’ll give your body a good rubdown while in the bath, making sure that you’re loosened up so you hopefully won’t be too sore later on.  

B: Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite part on partner would be their neck, and no, it’s not just because of his vampire aesthetic. He finds necks to be one of the most elegant parts of the body, and Mihawk is a sucker for elegance, and you can be damn sure that he’ll be paying a lot of attention to your neck during and leading up to sex. His second favorite part would be your shoulders, and he loves to run his hands along them while you two are lying together in the aftermath of your coupling.

On himself, he’s torn between his mouth and hands, since he can please you so well with both. He’d probably like his hands just a little bit more, though, because they allow him to wield his blade so elegantly.

C: Cum (Anything to do with cum)  

Is it possible to describe someone’s cum as perfectly gentleman-like? Because if so, then that totally accounts for Mihawk’s cum. There’s a perfectly average amount of it, it’s got a perfectly moderate consistency, and the taste is so mild that it’s damn near pleasant. He really prefers to cum inside of you; he feels like it’s more intimate, and he’d rather not taint the beauty of your skin with something so profane (you could convince him otherwise, though, so long as you’re persistent enough).

D: Dirty Secret

You’d think he’d be far too sophisticated and in control of himself to have any dirty secrets, but there was one night back in his younger days that he doesn’t remember much of thanks to an ungodly amount of alcohol. Not only did he wake up with the worst hangover of his life, but he also woke up next to Shanks. He never bolted out of a room so fast in his life, and he took it easy on alcohol after that (other than his wine, of course, but he’s very careful to not drink too much around Shanks). Thankfully, Shanks didn’t remember a thing from that night; there’s a chance that nothing happened, but since he can neither confirm or deny that, Mihawk would much rather just not think about it.

E: Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Have you seen him? As intense as he may be, he is still one suave-looking guy. For every person that ran away in fear from his harsh gaze, there were at least two more that didn’t because of how alluring he was. So yes, he has some experience, and you will never be in doubt that he knows what he’s doing as he easily brings you to the peak of ecstasy.

F: Favorite Position

He generally prefers face-to-face positions, but he occasionally likes to take you in the Plain position. Even though he’s taking you from behind, there’s still a lot of body contact involved in this position, and he also likes how you have to lean your head back to kiss him (he thinks it’s cute, but he’ll never admit to that).

Missionary is his go-to position, and he will definitely not be idle as you lie under him. He will constantly be moving his way around your body, especially during foreplay, and with the access that this position gives him to your body, he’s sure to leave you breathless.

Whenever you’re on top, he prefers the Watering Can position because of the close contact that it offers.

He’s also a sucker for the Thirst position. He loves how the two of you can cling to each other in this position, and his mouth will practically be glued to your neck because of the great access he has to it.

G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)  

He’s definitely more serious in the act. He’s all about giving you gentle smiles during more romantic bouts, but when it comes to humor, there just won’t be a whole lot of that during sessions with Mihawk.

H: Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He’s not the type to let things get too unruly down there, so everything is definitely trimmed up and well-kempt. Even if he didn’t keep everything trim, it wouldn’t get that wild, anyways. The carpet is also just as black as the drapes are.

I: Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Romance and intimacy are not strong enough words to describe what Mihawk does during sex. The way he kisses you, the way he worships your body, that smoldering eye contact, those whispered sweet nothings, the ease at which he can take your breath away- sex with Mihawk is quite an experience, one that could very well make you achieve enlightenment.

J: Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He rarely masturbates. His self-control is a thing of legends, and he can keep his needs at bay for a very, very long time if he needs to. He would much rather save all of his attentions for you, but on the off chance that he does get so riled up that he needs to give himself some relief, he’ll take care of it in the bath or shower. The clean up is easier and he knows he’ll have privacy there. He doesn’t particularly enjoy getting himself off, but he also doesn’t want to seem like some brute who’s purely controlled by his hormones, so he’s torn between making it a quick session or a more prolonged one.

K: Kink (One or more of their kinks)  

He loves the aesthetic of blindfolds, and he loves for you to wear one while he’s worshiping your body (another one of his kinks).

He’s also really into mirror sex, since it lets him see even more of your body as he makes love to you.  

Nyctophilia (or some fancy term like that)- he loves to take you at night, when all other lights are out and the only thing illuminating the room is the light of the moon.

L: Location (Favorite places to do the do)

The bedroom. He’s a private guy, and he’d really rather not take a chance on someone interrupting the two of you. He used to enjoy taking you on the dining room table whenever the mood hit, but Zoro and Perona kind of messed that up when they invaded popped into his life. He’s also fond of you riding him while the two of you are in the bath together.

M: Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Mihawk has an eye for beauty and grace, and since he thinks that you’re already the most beautiful and graceful thing in the world, just wear something elegant to accentuate those traits. You don’t have to get too fancy (unless you want to), just put on something flowy that shows just a hint of skin and he’ll be all over you. Bonus points if you wear black or red (I bet he’d really be into it if you wore something white, too).

His favorite part of your body is your neck, and that’s where his mouth will be working the most during sex, so if you do or wear something that accentuates your neck, his eyes will be glued to it and it won’t be long until he creeps up behind you to plant some kisses along your neck and shoulders, and things will escalate from there.

We’ve already mentioned his love for the night in his ‘Kinks’ section, so on clear nights when the moon is really bright, just keep the curtains open. Whenever the moonlight makes its way through your window and cascades over your body, Mihawk will be dying to get his hands on you.

N: NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He won’t do anything that involves bodily fluids other than cum. That’s just not his style, and the very mention of anything like that kind of makes his nose curl.

O: Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

The only thing more exquisite than Mihawk’s aftercare is his skill at giving oral. It’s a bit of a long process, but with how amazing the reward is, you won’t regret letting him have his fun. He’ll start at your neck, the first puff of breath that you feel against your skin there sending shivers down your spine, and then he’ll start working his lips against your skin, moving his way down and around your chest, before moving on to your stomach. He won’t go between your legs right after that; instead, he’ll move to your inner thighs, going all the way down your legs before he comes back up, giving your thigh one last kiss before he goes to get a taste of you. He’ll take his time bringing you to orgasm, savoring in your taste and the moans that you gift him with, and once you do reach that peak of ecstasy, your orgasm will be positively divine. Needless to say, he enjoys giving more than receiving, but he greatly appreciates every blowjob that you give him.

P: Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)

Slow and sensual is his typical pace, since it allows him the time to properly appreciate and worship your body. He’ll speed up for you a little bit, but he’ll never go so fast that it takes away too much of his time with you. When it comes to going harder, though, he’ll pound into you as hard as you want him to, especially if you two are in a position that has him penetrating you deeply.

Q: Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)  

He is not a fan of quickies. If he can’t take the time to truly worship and appreciate your body, then sex just isn’t really worth it to him. He doesn’t think that quickies allow for much intimacy, either, and that really doesn’t work for him.

R: Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)  

Risks are a definite hard ‘no’ with Mihawk, while experiments are more of a ‘maybe’ depending on what you want to try. Mihawk is a refined man (as refined as you can be while you’re a pirate, at least) with a reputation to uphold, so he’s not going to sleep around or have sex somewhere where he shouldn’t and put that reputation at risk. Plus, he’d really just like to keep his sex life on the down-low, and risks aren’t really conducive to that. As for experimenting, as long as it doesn’t cross any of his boundaries, he’ll be willing to try it, once you give him a proper rundown of everything, at least.

S: Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last, etc.)

He prefers to only do one round, but that round will be super long as he takes his time worshipping your body and bringing you to ecstasy time and time again. He’s a master at holding off his own orgasm, so he will make sure that you are thoroughly pleasured before he even begins to think about his own end.

T: Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

They aren’t really his thing; he’d much rather the two of you be completely focused on each other during sex, while he only used his own body to please you. That being said, he doesn’t mind you having them for when he’s gone. He knows that his voyages can be rather long at times, and he’s not cruel enough to want you to be dissatisfied the entire time that he’s gone.

U: Unfair (How much they like to tease)

He’s not much of a tease. He is all about giving you pleasure, and he just doesn’t think that teasing is conducive to that (unless you convince him otherwise). He does like to take his time with you, though, so that could probably count as teasing if you’re just dying for him to hurry up and fuck you while he’s kissing his way around your body and worshipping it.

V: Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He’s usually too busy whispering sweet nothings into your ear to make any other noises. When he gets close to his orgasm, though, he will falter in his speech and make a few really quiet groans that are bound to send shivers down your spine.

W: Wild Card (Random Headcanon)

Unfortunately, your love life was a little stunted when Zoro and Perona came around. Mihawk just wasn’t comfortable with having you in such an intimate and vulnerable state while two other people were lurking around, especially when one of those people could freely move through walls. Once he realized that they wouldn’t be going away any time soon, he worked to move past those discomforts, mainly by threatening the freeloaders with death if they ever went anywhere near his bedroom, especially when you two were in there together.

X: X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants)  

He’s a bit above average length-wise (about 6-6 ¼ inches), and his girth is closer to average at about 4 ½ to 4 ¾ inches. If a dick could ever be described as sophisticated, then that would definitely apply to Mihawk. It’s not too veiny, and it has an ever-so-slight upward curve to it that he knows full well how to use.

Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive is pretty average, and he’ll want to have sex around 1-2 times a week if possible. If your sex drive is higher than his, he can throw in an extra session or two, but if you still want go more than that, then he’ll try to convince you to hold off for a bit. It’s not that he can’t keep up with you, he just thinks that abstaining from any sexual pleasure for a bit between sessions helps to increase the intensity of the next go around. He won’ hold out on you too long, though; he’s not that cruel.

Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He won’t fall asleep for a while afterwards. He likes to stay awake until you fall asleep while you’re curled up next to him, and then he’ll watch your peaceful expression for a bit before he finally drifts off to sleep himself.