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alexa-fika · 6 months

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I don't know how but I had these ideas while working out

1- Rayleigh x winged!child!reader (w)

W gets sent back in time and meets his grandpa and Roger Pirates

2- sanji x ghost!child!reader

Okay so the reader is basically Danny phantom and he doesn't die (because he's already dead yohohoho sorry) and doesn't need to eat so a story about that idk

3-law x son!reader

Okay you wrote a story about laws son being able to see dead people so he gets kidnapped by Doffy and ghost Corazon trying to reassures him until his dad rescues him

🐼💕~

Adventures in the past ( Roger Pirates x gn!child! Reader)

A/N here we gooo, Im kinda meh on this one and I ‘ll be honest I din’t even noticed that it was a winged!reader request until I was done so I had to kinda mix it in? But regardless here we goo, I can’t tell you how many times I went back and rewrote it again and again cause I kept getting stuck 😩

Reader here is Replaced by Dokucha which means reader in Japanese

Dividers by @/saradika

Dokucha groans, wriggling their way out of the barrel they had found themselves in, looking around their surroundings, shaking their wings

“Grandpa is gonna be mad that I ruffled them again,” they mutter

They squeak as a knife flies past them, digging into the wooden walls behind them

They slowly turn around, staring at the entrance of what looked to be an office of sorts, spotting two kids, a red-head with a straw hat holding a sword menacingly and a blue-haired boy with a red nose, holding an array of small knives between his fingers

The two seemed to be young but still relatively older than they were

“Um… hi”

“Who is it, Shanks, Buggy?” a voice calls behind the two young boys

“Uh…” Shanks lowers his sword, staring at the scared child in front of them

“It’s a Bird-kid!” buggy, never one to be at a loss for words, exclaims

They stare at the man for a few seconds, their eyes glancing at the familiar marks on his chin and grin, flying towards the man and crashing into him

“Grandpa!”

The boys give the man a side eye from where they stand

“Don’t look at me like that. I don’t know this kid!” he exclaims, looking down at the child who was now holding onto him and hugging him

“Kid, I think you got the wrong person…”

“No! You are Grandpa Ray!”

“How do you know my name,” he says slowly, looking at the child hugging him

“Because you’re grandpa!” They cry

“How old do you think I am, kid.” he frowns at the child clinging to him

At those words, the child pauses, taking a closer look at the man before him; it was their grandfather, that was for certain; the scar and the markings were unmistakable, not to mention the powerful aura their grandfather carried.

But the closer Dokucha looked, the more they noticed something was not okay; the silver-white long hair was now short golden yellow locks. The markings that characterized him, although there, rather than framed by his beard they, were now inked on his chin, the beard nowhere to be seen. And his face that was before marked by time was now much younger

“Um, Granpa Ray…. This joke is not funny. Why do you look so different?” They said, poking the man’s cheek, trying to find their ‘disguise.’

“Wait, wait, you actually think I’m your grandpa?” he asked in disbelief

“Who put this idea in your head?” he asked before letting out a slight chuckle

“Shanks, Buggy, is this your doing?”

“Hah? I didn’t do anything!”

“Not me either.”

Dokucha turns their head at the mention of their names, glancing down at the two teens

“Uncle Shanks? Uncle Buggy?”

The two looked a bit surprised; how did this kid know their names

“Uh, yeah,” Shanks said nervously

“How do you know who we are?”

“Umm, what year is it?”

The two exchange glances before looking back at the little kid in front of them; it was an odd question

“It’s… 1486.” the teen with the hat said

“Uh oh”

The two look at each other again a, very concerned looks on their faces

“W-what do you mean, uh oh?”

“W-Well, Grandpa Ray said it was 1522.”

Dokucha now had found themselves on Crocus's lap, the latter performing a quick examination on the latest visitor of the Oro Jackson

“I'm okay, Uncle Crocus,” they said, inching back at the cold feeling of the stethoscope

“Are you sure?” He asks, repositioning the stethoscope

“Your wings seem fine, no broken feathers or anything embedded in them, no lacerations or damaged blood vessels.”

“No fever, Heartrate is good, breathing is good, the pulse is normal.. they’re good,” he said, giving the rest of the crew his approval as he put his tools away

“Yay! I'm free!” They said hoping off and flying off

“Not so fast, Sweet thing!” laughs Roger, effortlessly picking up Dokucha

“Awe”

“So, what brought you here?” Roger said while carrying Dokucha in his arms

“A barrel did,” Dokucha responded

“You got yourself trapped in a barrel?” Cuts in Buggy

“Yeah, I couldn’t get back out because of my wings.”

Shank lets out a slight snicker at that

“Hey! It’s not funny!” Dokucha exclaims with a pout

“It’s quite funny, you got yourself trapped in a barrel,” Shanks said, snickering harder

“Haha, yeah, it’s quite funny.” Buggy joins, laughing along with Shanks

“Fight me!” They said, lunging at them

Roger lets out a belly laugh, holding back Dokucha

“There, There”

“They’re being mean, Uncle Roger!”

“I think they’ve only teased you lightly; they haven’t really been mean per se,” he responded, patting Dokucha’s arm

“Your future self sure raised a wild one, Rayleigh.”

Rayleigh rolls his eyes, walking closer to his Captain and plucking Dokucha from his lap

“Grandpa Ray!”

“Yeah, yeah, you’re back to Grandpa Ray now?”

He chuckled, patting the kid on the head

“Grandpa Ray looked so handsome when he was young,” the child exclaimed, moving Rayleigh’s head around and inspecting the younger version

“I’m not sure if that’s a compliment now and an insult in the future…”

“Don’t worry, Grandpa Ray looks handsome as he is now, too; he got to be with grandma after all,” they said, giving the man a thumbs up

Rayleigh rolls his eyes at this

“You’re something else, kid

“Now-Grandpa Ray says the same!” They chirp

playing around with his sweatband

“I'm sure he does,” he stated, putting the sweatband over their wrist

Dokucha smiles at this, glancing at the new addition and, sliding down his arms and walking to the two teenagers

They observe them for a while until a pout comes on their face

Shanks just stares at the kids as they pout

“What? Is something wrong?” he asks

“I wish I had gone back farther… I'm still shorter than Uncle Shanks and Uncle Buggy.”

Shanks chuckles a little before giving a small pat on Dokucha’s head.

“It’s alright, kid. You’ll catch up to us soon.” Shanks’s voice is kind and reassuring

Buggy just giggles at the situation

“No, I won’t; when I'm as tall as you are now, you’ll be all grown up, just like you are in my time! And then I ‘ll still be smaller.”

“Why do you wanna be tall like us anyways?” asks Shanks with a raised eyebrow.

They shrug

“to make fun of you.”

Buggy lets out a hearty laugh

“That’s the most honest reason anyone could give.”

Shanks snorts at this and lets out a laugh of his own

“I know”

“You are something,” said Shanks

“A lil brat,” says Buggy

They gasp,

“Says the red nose!”

Buggy’s eyes light up with pure rage.

“What did you say, bird-brat?” he growls

They stick their tongue out of them and running of between Rayleigh and Roger, who just observed the situation amusedly

“Are you going to let a little kid get to you, Buggy?” Rayleigh chuckles with a raised brow as he watches Buggy’s rage get the best of him

“Dokucha!” He growls

“Come and get me then!”

Buggy shoots off like a bullet, lunging for the small child

“Come here Dokucha!”

The kid laughs and giggles as Buggy tries to snag them.

Roger chuckles at this scene, watching the two

“Dokucha!”

Dokucha looks around as Buggy’s voice soon begins to shift, becoming echoey and distant, changing into two familiar voices

“Dokucha!”

Dokusha blinked their eyes open, looking around and finding themselves in their room, Their grandfather and grandmother glancing down at them

“Good morning,” smiles Shakky, puffing out a wisp of smoke

“Geez kid, that was one heavy dream you were having,” Laughs Rayleigh

“Grandma, Grandpa?”

“Look like you’re still half-asleep. I'm going to get breakfast going,” Shakky says as she leaves the room

“What did you dream about?” asks Rayleigh, lifting the child from the bed.

“…”

“Still asleep? Hmm? Say, Dokucha, when did you get that sweatband?”

“Huh.” they look down, confused, only to look at their wrist and spot the familiar red and white wristband, a grin growing on their face as they realize what it meant

“Someone gave it to me!”

“Huh... I used to have one just like it; it brings me back.”

“Hey, Grandpa?”

“Yeah?”

“You looked really handsome when young. I can see how you got with grandma.”

“Hah?!”

Here we go thoughts? It’s not kicking your legs type but hopefully you got a chuckle, I will start working on the other one’s now 👀

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@imaginarydreams

@amethystviolin

@h0n3y-l3m0n05

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kacievvbbbb · 1 month

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We should get to see Shanks and Rayleigh be slightly awkward family.

Mostly because I think they have a natural rhythm they’d fall into, they love each other after all theres alway been an easy camaraderie between them Shanks has always been the best parts of him and Roger and it’s hard not to be easy around him. but he’s also got their worst parts so it’d be one of those things where the lightness can never last and they get quiet with the weight of all the unsaid hurt between them. Because their captain was sick and then he died and then Ray abandoned him. And shanks still has so many suppressed issues about that.

Also I think their the type of people to do that cute knocking heads together thing and id pay good money way to see that.

#can you tell my favorite thing to do with Shenks is give him latent anger?#that I want to address all the little ways that Rogers’s death was handled probably fucked him up as a child?#I just that’s the kind they raised from scratch and they left him at the worst moment of his life he was left alone #buggy’s issues with attention and cowardice all kind of make sense in this light #silvers rayleigh #op rayleigh #one piece rayleigh #dark king rayleigh #shanks #red haired shanks #roger pirates #father and son #akagami no shanks #throwing thoughts to the void #one piece #op #red hair shanks #gol d roger #shakky’s bar

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where-does-the-heart-lie · 1 year

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My Modern AU as Vids I Found on Insta and Tiktok (mostly Luffy)

ive always wanted to do one of these. my sign to do one was the laughter and the chihuahua ones.

#my post #one piece #asl brothers #sabo #monkey d. luffy #portgas d. ace #roronoa zoro #tony tony chopper #op rayleigh #curly dadan #cat burglar nami #op nami #op garp #op koala #trafalgar law #op yamato

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fanaticsnail · 4 months

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today being children's day we will have the pleasure of something thematic? 👀My dog really wanna know (but 0 pressure of course, just curious)

"0 Pressure", you say - but all I hear is "Dad Shanks and Baby Uta fic ASAP please."

I had no idea it was Children's Day today, and I had to pump this out because it lives in my head rent-free.

What do I do?

Masterlist Here

Word Count: 1,100+

Synopsis: Uta is going through a leap week and Shanks is an overwhelmed teenager. He does his best to soothe her, but becomes overwhelmed by the wailing cry of his daughter. He calls the one person he knows has hands on experience with a situation exactly like the one he's found himself in.

Themes: Not an 'x reader' fic. Baby Uta, teenage parent Shanks, supportive crew, uncle Rayleigh, parenting things, parenting advice, Shanks is a dad, fluff.

Notes: I hope you enjoy a little bit of a cathartic fic based on parenting experience. I cried writing the end. Happy tears.

Tag List: @mfreedomstuff @daydreamer-in-training @gingernut1314 @i-am-vita @indydonuts @feral-artistry @since-im-already-here @sordidmusings @writingmysanity @jintaka-hane

Down the hall in the dimly-lit corridor, the Red-Headed captain Shanks had his eyes hanging half-lidded and surrounded by a puffy purple hue. He attempts to soothe the inconsolable infant in his arms with a gentle rocking motion, and marching from one side of his quarters to the other.

Why did he think he could do something like this? Why did he think it would be so easy to care for a baby he found at sea with his crew? He knew better than to go back to Beckman for help: his first mate had finally asked for a week off from “Uta-Duty” after doing nights while Shanks charted the courses he laid for the next destination.

The wails of her shrill cry carry on through the rocking and swaying, and tears begin to pool in the teenager’s eyes. Shanks feels so overwhelmed and helpless, wanting nothing more than to aid Uta through her ailment so he can finally get some sleep. She arches her back and straightens out her limbs with her face red and brows furrowed.

“Shh, sweetheart,” he hushes in a soft tone, attempting to cradle her back into his arms and rock her, “Daddy’s here. Daddy’s got you.” Uta’s cries turn to whimpers, her vibrant purple eyes widened and looked up into his brown orbs. Both the teenage Shanks and the infant Uta held mirrored expressions.

Wide globes of vulnerability stared into each other with a glossy sheen threatening to spill over their lash lines further. Uta’s reddened face scrunched up once more, her whimpers becoming a wailing cry with her eyes clamping tightly shut. Shanks sighed, his own tears finally spilling over his waterline, staining his cheeks with a trail of emotion, and trickling down to his chin.

“I-I-...” Shanks began slowly sitting down at his desk with Uta continuing to cry in his arms, “...I don’t know what to do, sweetheart. What do I do? P-Please, Uta. What do I do?”

He looks at his desk, noticing his Den-Den snail glaring at him with equally sunken eyes over his features. Shanks sighed, reaching for the snail and beginning to chart in the digits for the one person he thought would be able to help him. He lifts the receiver to his ear and sniffs back another sob into the mouthpiece.

The Den-Den on the other end of the call rattles, a male voice picking up and giving a lazy “Kid, that you?”

“...Uncle Rayleigh?” Shanks stuttered into the mouthpiece, the cries of Uta floating eagerly into the transceiver with his cracking voice. Rayleigh sighed into the mouthpiece, a soft smile growing on his lips.

“That my favorite grandbaby cryin’ there, son?” Rayleigh’s easy drawl called through the receiver, “How many weeks old is she now, Shanks? About seven months or so?”

“Y-Yes,” Shanks’ voice whimpered into the mouthpiece. Rayleigh hummed in contemplation, and Shanks could almost picture the soft bob in his head.

“One o’ them wonder weeks, I think,” his rumbled tone relayed back to him, “All I can tell you is it’ll pass. You’re in the thick of it based on her cry, but it won’t be forever. Okay, kid?”

Rayleigh waited on the other end of the call, his duvet slipping off his chest and falling to his lap as he spared a glance at the clock at his side. No sounds other than the cry from Uta reverberated in the mouthpiece.

“You still with me, son?” Rayleigh asked the young captain, who only granted him a choked whimper in response.

“How’d you do it, Uncle Rayleigh?” Shanks’ cracking voice and quivering lip physically depicting his distress with Uta’s cries only growing louder. “You were my age when you found me. How did you do it? Because I-I-... I can’t-... It’s-... Sh-She-... She doesn’t stop.”

After a deep sigh from Rayleigh, he pinched his brows and turned once more to the snail.

“Lean on your crew for a few days,” he hummed thoughtfully, all truth and full of well-practiced patience. “Get your chef to prepare meals for you in advance. You sleep when she sleeps, you wake when she wakes, and you lean on your crew, boy. Trust them to guide you, give Uta to Beckman for a bit while you get a more lengthy rest, and do your best.”

Shanks allowed his tears to flood his face, heavily sobbing as he listened to the first-mate of captain Roger.

Both Roger and Rayleigh raised him aboard the Oro Jackson from toddlerdom. Shanks was found by Roger exactly the same as Uta was found by him. If there was anyone with sound advice and sure experience, it was this glasses-wearing, blonde haired, ex-first mate to the King of the Pirates. His Uncle Rayleigh.

“Thank you, Uncle Rayleigh,” Shanks whimpered into the mouthpiece, feeling Uta beginning to settle in his arms and bury her face into his chest, “She-... She’s calming down a bit now. I think I’m gonna try and get some sleep.”

“You do that, son. And know this…” Rayleigh spoke into the Den-Den quietly, prompting Shanks to lean his ear into the shell while cradling Uta into his arms.

“...You’re doing great.”

Shanks sniffed back more emotion from escaping him as he hung up the Den-Den shell and slowly walked Uta to her crib at his bedside. Slowly placing her onto her back, Shanks looks down at her peaceful face and lays down at the very edge of his bed. Slotting his hand over her crib, he gently places his index finger within her balled fist.

“You are so precious to me, my daughter,” he sniffed, his lip quivering the longer he stared at her smaller face, “We’ll get through this together. I promise, sweetheart.” He slowly retracted his arm and placed his hand beneath his face while lying on his knuckles.

“I love you, Uta. My little song,” he whispered, his body finally giving in and prompting his heavy eyes to finally shut, “My precious daughter.”

The night carried on, the gentle swell of the waves shepherded both Shanks and Uta into a heavy slumber. The teenage captain never once regretted the decision to claim the child as his own, his decision to raise her aboard the Red-Force being one of the better decisions he had made.

Before he woke, Rayleigh had already called Beckman’s Den-Den and filled him in on the interrupted night, and gave him several orders to follow to best support the young Captain. Beckman took Rayleigh’s word as law, barking orders to the crew to give Shanks all the time and space he needed to usher Uta through this stage of childhood development.

Shanks remained ever grateful that he chose this assortment of sailors to travel with, his crew being the crutch he could lean on in his time of need. He loved each member of his crew so much, especially the small bundle laying soundly asleep in her crib beside him.

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sanjisblackasswife · 1 year

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I was excited when I saw you were doing the older men but I was very tired last night and forgot to write a request, but I'm gonna ask now! Can I please request some cuddly, lazy sex with Rayleigh in the middle of this night?❤

“𝙻𝚊𝚣𝚢 𝚂𝚎𝚡 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚁𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑”

Black Fem Reader in Mind

CW: Soft!Ray, Cockwarming, Fingering, Reader is in her early 20s, Reader is chubby implied, A bit of fluff, Twt link mentioned

Steering in your sleep, you try to not wake your lover that sleeps peacefully behind you, you sigh.

All day. All damn day you have been…

in need to say the least.

Today you barely stayed focused on your daily tasks because seeing Rayleigh walking around in his tight v-necks, with every muscle so perfectly defined always made you distracted.

UGH! It was annoying how much power he had over you, his scent when he brushed past you, his strong arms that caught you when you tripped over yourself, his beautiful long hair, everything about Ray had you in a (horny) chokehold.

“Sleep.” You heard his deep groggy voice hit your ear as he pulled you in tighter, you squirmed “Whats wrong.”

You softly explain the “itch” you have been having all day and from that very moment you felt his smile grow,

Man, he loved you.

“‘Told you to always come to me when you’re feeling like that…remember?”

He didn’t give you time to answer his hands squeezing the bottom of your tummy before creeping down into your panties to feel the damage he already caused you, “You’ve been this wet all day, pretty girl?”

Rayleigh knew your dilemma, he knew about your past boyfriend, how he never allowed you to freely express yourself. He was a dumbass(Ray’s words), so from that point on he knew he had to fix what your ex lacked.

Sexual attendance.

His thick long finger tips swirled at your slipperly clit a few times before plunging inside you. Immediately squeezing down on him and arching your back he sshh’es you,

“Not too loud, pretty girl…it’s late. Don’t want anybody else to hear you, hm?”

You felt him pull down his boxers from behind, gripping the sheets in anticipation, you felt his dick slap against your ass, you bit your lip at the weight.

“Ray—mmmph!”

Your boyfriend turned your head to land his lips on yours, even in the dead of night his mouth was so soft and sweet to your taste.

You were eager to say the least, latching your lips around his tongue to suckle on, Rayleigh felt his hips snap into your lower behind almost as if he were slowly rutting against you.

The old bed began to creak back and fourth slowly to the rhythm of both of your movements,

“Y’ready?” He pulls away from you, smirking at your whines for more, you nod.

He knew his size was still way more than you’ve ever had to take so he braced you by kissing the back and side of your exposed neck, as he moved your leg upwards for more access, he was poking and prodding at your lower lips, before sliding his way inside you.

You gasp, “Ray~.”

With no more patience he throws your leg over his and fucked you from the side.

Each grind and thrust had your jaw slacked, his public hair rubbing against the top of your ass whenever he grinds against you in a circular motion, he swallows your moans with a kiss.

His large hand dwarfing your breast and giving it a squeeze, “Fuck, pretty—-girl…cum…cum for me.”

The creaks of his bed grew louder under you, the covers that were laid over your bodies were thrown off due to heat, he landed his lips on your neck, leaving a pretty mark on you.

You felt your orgasm wash over you both to the point you tried moving away due to how much you were shaking—it was always an overwhelming feeling to be filled up by him, Ray didn’t care though, his ponytail loosening and his body moving against you to help further your high.

“Just like that…” He huffed slowing down, your body was quivering, he chuckled seeing your face in the pillow gripping the sheets, so much to take in but yet you ass still softly moves on his cock. “There you go, pretty girl…c’mere.”

He laid you on his chest, still full you shiver to the feel of his cum oozing out of your pussy down his dick still inside you.

“Better?” He hummed rubbing and kissing your head, you nod weakly the weight of your eyes taking over to drift off asleep.

Rayleigh smiles, he’s so infatuated with you, throwing the blanket back on you both he pushes you upwards in his neck.

“‘Love you, doll….sweet dreams.”

#one piece #black reader #one piece headcanons #one piece x female reader #one piece smut #silvers rayleigh #op rayleigh #one piece rayleigh #rayleigh smut #rayleigh x female #rayleigh x reader

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wildgirl86 · 4 months

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Rayleigh:” What the *bleep* are you doing?! 😳”

Shanks & Buggy:”We’re posing for our wanted posters 😎”

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kaluksis · 2 years

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Just young Shanks with Gol D. Roger :)

I totally mess up his hand and sword but ignore that ☠️

So I was reading a post talking how Roger probably carry Shanks during a fight when he was a baby, so here we are !!

the pose reference is from pinterest :) !!

here the first steps 🫶 with the grey idea and the flat colors

And yes Rayleigh is a reference of Captain America, I just imagine him doing this 😭✋

#gol d roger #one piece fanart #one piece #fanart #shanks #op rayleigh #shanks fanart #gol d roger fanart #silvers rayleigh

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owlwithanapple · 7 months

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The Light and The Dark

Chapter 03. Dance

Night Restaurant

You were deeply immersed in the beautiful singing voice of the female singer. Everyone stayed quiet and listened to her . You like the atmosphere of this style very much, as if you are intoxicated by the beautiful voice and your own world.

Not only can listen to the singing, but you also can watch some people dancing with their partners to the music. They are very elegant and beautiful. You are not familiar with dance. After all, you have never been exposed to this kind of high-level culture.

When your eyes were full of longing, Rayleigh noticed it. He stretched out his hand invite you to dance together, and your thoughts were actually noticed by Rayleigh.

You happily held his hand accepted his invitation to be his partner for the night. You both looked at each other with a smile on face, you weren't good at expressing but he always saw what you were thinking.

"It's my honor to dance with you." Rayleigh held your hand walked slowly.

"I should have said this." You smiled at him.

He led you to the center of the dancing crowd. You were a little nervous but relieved because Rayleigh held your hand never let go of you. The female singer took a sip of water and adjusted her voice to start singing the next song.

You hold half of his palm with your right hand. Your left hand is raised and placed lightly on his shoulder. He takes a small step back with his right foot, and you take a small step forward with your left foot.

With the rhythm and melody of the music, he guides you step by step to follow his dance steps. Sometimes you will look down to check, worried that you might make a mistake or accidentally step on his foot.

"Don't look away from me." Rayleigh looked at you and said.

"I'm worried about stepping on your foot." You said softly.

"It's okay, just take it step by step and enjoy it." Rayleigh said with a chuckle at you.

"I will. Thank you for inviting me to be your dance partner." You looked at him and said.

"I am very willing to be your dance partner." Rayleigh said teasingly.

"We're both lucky to have each other," you said shyly.

Under the warm light, following the melody, the two of you have become immersed in the world of two people. You take the initiative to get closer to him, and he has no intention of alienating you or rejecting you.

He closed his eyes gently rested his forehead against yours. You also closed your eyes and enjoyed the good time with him. Rayleigh's warmth made you feel extremely happy and sweet.

You were once kidnapped, so you were afraid of being touched by people. The one holding and being gentle to you now is Rayleigh. You don't hate having any physical contact with him. You hope to keep such beautiful memories.

Roger and others saw you from upstairs. Roger was very relieved to see you and Rayleigh so happy. Every moment since you joined has been healing.

They are always experiencing hardships in the outside world, and you will exude a warm scent when you appear. You are a light that shines in the darkness and warms their hearts.

Roger had noticed that Garp and Sengoku were also dining in this restaurant. He wanted to stop you two from attracting so much attention, but he admires you two and doesn't want to disturb.

Garp and Sengoku sat watching the performance. Garp saw your back and spotted you dancing in the crowd. He was surprised to find that your dance partner was Dark King Silvers Rayleigh.

He stood up try moved to pull you over but was stopped by Sengoku. After all, this is a restaurant, and if there is a crowd and a fight breaks out, even ordinary people will be implicated.

"Rayleigh is here, which means that damn Roger must be here too!" Garp said to Sengoku.

"I know. Don't be impulsive yet." Sengoku pulled Garp.

"Damn it... why is that little girl dancing with Rayleigh! I gave her flowers!" Garp was very annoyed when he saw you leaning into Rayleigh's arms.

"You didn't invite her..." Sengoku complained helplessly.

The nights you danced with him brought you two closer together, and you cherished this time in Rayleigh's arms. How wonderful it is to be able to spend this moment with him in peace.

As soon as the woman finished singing, the end of the singing means it's over. You feel a little regretful that time flies by so fast, but Rayleigh is reluctant to let you go.

"Thank you for spending a long time with me." You smiled sweetly.

"I'm willing to spend more time with you than now." Rayleigh approached you slowly and gently touched your face with his hand.

"Is your mouth so sweet?" You chuckled.

"Want to taste it?" Rayleigh hugged you and brought you close to him.

"You're blushing." You held his face in your hands.

"Hahaha. Really? Maybe I'm drunk?" Rayleigh held your hand.

"I can't tell whether you are drunk or not." You took his hand went back to find Roger.

You both returned to Roger's seat. Roger smiled at you both, you were both confused as to why he looked like this. Several others also had the same expression as Roger, which you felt was a bit baffling.

"What are you guys doing with these weird expressions?" Rayleigh refilled glass of wine.

"I just think the scene of you two dancing together so beautiful." Roger said with a laugh.

"One light and one darkness coexist." said Crocus.

"Hahaha! Crocus is right. Y/N is the light, and Rayleigh is the Dark King, so he is called dark." Gaban took a sip of wine and said.

"When I grow taller, I will definitely be sister's dance partner!" Shanks swore seriously.

"Me too!" Buggy came over and said.

"I'll wait and see." You stroked the heads of the two children.

"The troublesome guy is here too." Roger said with a smile.

"Who is it?" You looked confused saw Roger's smile was different from usual.

"Marine's Garp and Sengoku." Roger said seriously.

"They are so good and doesn’t make trouble here." Gaban said with a smile.

"If there is really trouble, Roger will never let them go." Crocus took a sip of wine.

"Why?" you wonder.

"This restaurant is Roger's favorite. Some people who were not afraid of death made trouble and were beaten up by Roger." Rayleigh said with a smile.

"Hahahahaha! If they don't come to our door, we don't have to make trouble with them." Roger slapped the table and laughed.

"Be careful, those two in Marine are the most difficult to deal with." Rayleigh warned seriously.

"It's okay! If anything happens, I'll take care of it!" Roger said with a confident laugh.

"Indeed, Roger and Garp are enemies and besties." Crocus said calmly.

"Which means that Garp and Sengoku are very powerful people, they can actually compete with Roger." You knew that Roger was very strong, but you didn't expect anyone to be able to fight him.

"Hahahaha! Y/N, listen up! There are endless possibilities for you in the future! After I die, you will meet a new generation of more powerful people and even enemies! Your adventure is not just about seeing the world with me ! More people will invite you to go on adventures together!" Roger's words made you feel weird but exciting.

"Roger, why are you saying strange things? But thank you." You smiled.

Everyone suddenly looked serious and started laughing after hearing Roger's laughter. You noticed that the atmosphere was extremely tense for a moment, but no one said anything and you just kept smiling.

In fact, you had already noticed in your heart suddenly became cold when Roger said something strange. You held back the tears it’s felt like Roger was disappearing.

"Umm... I'm going out and relax first." You realized something was wrong and quickly got up left the restaurant.

"What a perceptive little girl." Roger looked at your leaving.

"Is it necessary to mention it now? She has just started and you are adding insult to injury like this." Rayleigh pulled Roger's collar unhappily and said in a serious tone.

"There are many things in the world that must be overcome, including one's own heart. I pulled her out of the bottom let her see the world. After I die, at least she will not go back to the bottom and continue move forward bravely to pursue the future world." After Roger finished speaking, he immediately took a sip of wine.

"Idiot, you can't read people's faces. She is still a girl and has just started. You will hurt her if you say this." Crocus slapped Roger in the face.

"Hahahaha! She is very smart! I believe her!" Roger slammed the table said loudly.

"Roger...you." Roger interrupted when Rayleigh was about to speak.

"She is a good girl, and her appearance has illuminated us. From now on, you will take good care of her for me when I am gone. Especially you, Rayleigh." Roger said with a smile.

"It's really difficult." Rayleigh sighed and drank a glass of wine.

"Are you willing? Rayleigh." Roger smiled.

"Of course." Rayleigh took a sip of wine.

"Stupid." Gaban said with a smile.

Outside the restaurant

Realizing something was wrong, you ran out of the restaurant to get some fresh air without saying a word. You knew there was something in what Roger just said, but you were afraid if you continued to ask, you would have the consequences you didn't want to hear.

You know that Roger is an ambitious man. You have read the articles published in the newspaper over and over again. You admired him before you even knew him.

You longed for him to be as strong, confident and free as he was. Unexpectedly, you actually met him by coincidence. Not only he was willing to help you, he also warmly invited you to take adventure with him.

At first you were very hesitant about it because of Ria. In the end, after Ria frees you, you no longer hesitate to choose to follow him. Your fate is so wonderful. You obviously only worshiped him but now you have followed him.

What if one day his time comes to an end, what will you do?

"It's easy for a little girl to catch a cold on this cold night." A rough voice came from behind.

"Sengoku..." You turned around looked at him calmly.

He walked slowly and you stood still waiting for him to come. You knew he was an important person in Marine, but now it felt like he was just here to talk.

"You and Gloria really look alike." Sengoku said looking at your face.

"Do you know my mother?" you asked curiously.

"Yes, she helped me once. I owe her a thank you." Sengoku said.

"She has passed away." You said calmly.

"Really...I'm deeply sorry." Sengoku bowed to you.

"Is there anything else?" you asked him.

"I just didn't expect you to know about me." Sengoku said.

"Of course. You are a well-known figure in Marine, a good friend of my mother, and the person who has been taking care of me silently since my mother passed away." You said with a smile.

"How do you know it's me taking care of you?" Sengoku asked.

"After my mother passed away, I’ll received letters and support payments from you every day." You said with a smile.

"Hahaha, but I didn't expect to meet you here by chance. I couldn't find you when I went to your hometown." Sengoku said.

"I was kidnapped and sold to other places. I was rescued recently. It was the trafficker you caught recently." You said.

"What!" Sengoku was surprised to hear you say was kidnapped.

"I don't want to bring up this topic after all, it's not a good memory. But how do you know my mother?" You asked him doubtfully.

"Before your mother became an explorer, she was a subordinate of mine. After, she chose to leave Marine and become an explorer." Sengoku told your mother's experience.

"I see, thank you for telling me." You thanked him for letting you know your mother better.

"But, how could you..." The two of you were interrupted by the noise.

The noise came from the restaurant, and many customers ran out. You followed Sengoku quickly ran in to find out. You see Roger and Garp having an arm wrestling match, they've smashed several dining tables.

"What's going on now!" Sengoku shouted to Garp.

"Ha! I feel so bad when I see this damn guy!" Garp shouted.

"Hahaha! Come and have a fight if you dare! Garp!" Roger said with a smile.

You saw that the scene was very chaotic, and there were many tables and chairs smashed by them on the ground. Everyone is trying to stop Roger, but that Garp is forcing Roger to challenge him to the end.

"Garp! Don't make trouble here!" Sengoku pulled Garp.

"Shut up! This guy is the only one I will never let go of!" Garp shouted.

"Interesting! Come over here!" Roger shouted.

The scene in front of you has gradually gotten out of control, and you smell a strong smell of alcohol on them. Not only did they get drunk, but they also met their sworn enemy, and they almost went crazy with alcohol.

"Oh! The one who was dancing just now!" Garp pointed at you with his finger.

"The one who gave me the flowers!" You pointed at the drunk Garp.

Rayleigh heard it realized that it was Garp who gave you the flowers. He was dumbfounded. Garp pointed at you drowsily and started talking nonsense. You were confused as to why this guy was talking to you.

Sengoku was speechless seeing him drunk. Except for Roger, everyone else found it funny and speechless. You knew he was drunk, but you were helpless to keep listening to his ramblings.

Rayleigh pulled you to his side stood in front of you to prevent you from getting close to Garp and Roger. Shanks and Buggy stood on either side of you to protect you, you just hid behind Rayleigh.

"What should we do?" you asked Rayleigh in a low voice.

"Just stop it!" Sengoku knocked Garp violently.

"Hey, hey, hey! Sengoku! I haven't played with him enough yet!" Roger said with a laugh.

"Can you two stop causing havoc? One cause trouble and the other follow suit." Sengoku said impatiently.

"Hey! Little girl, you're back! I thought you had fallen out with me!" Roger said with a smile.

"How is it possible? It's not like that." You and Rayleigh quickly supported Roger.

"Y/N...don't tell me you joined them...?" Sengoku looked at you doubtfully.

"That's right! She is a flower in our Roger Pirates! Remember it!" Roger laughed.

Gaban and Crocus took over and helped Roger lead him back to the ship. Shanks and Buggy caught up with them. Rayleigh was waiting for you but he vaguely noticed that Sengoku looked at you with a different expression.

"I really didn't expect you to be more difficult than your mother." Sengoku chuckled.

"Hahaha, we will be enemies from now on." You pulled Rayleigh and left the restaurant quickly.

"Gloria...your daughter is more wild than you..." Sengoku sighed.

Everyone got back and quickly set sail left the restaurant. You sat in one place to rest while the rest dragged Roger into the room. Unexpectedly, we were just having dinner and ended up meeting Garp and Sengoku. Fortunately, they didn't catch up.

"Do you know Sengoku?" Rayleigh gave you a bottle of drink then sat next to you.

"My mother's friend. I didn't expect to meet him." You took a sip of your drink.

"Those two are quite difficult to deal with in Marine. You have to be more careful in the future." Rayleigh said with a smile.

"Okay. By the way, where are the others?" you asked curiously.

"They are all asleep. They are tired after having fun." Rayleigh took a sip of drink.

"Rayleigh." You looked at him.

"What's wrong?" Rayleigh held the drink bottle and looked at you.

"Thank you for being my dance partner. I was very touched and happy at that moment." You said shyly and looked away.

Rayleigh liked your shy look very much. He knew you were beautiful and lovable. After hearing what you said, he put down the drink bottle. He knows very well that he would like to be your dance partner, he kneels in front of you and holds out his hand.

"Y/N, the night is still long. Would you like to dance with me again?" Rayleigh is waiting for your reply.

"There's no music." You looked at him with a blush.

"Who said need music? The two of us are enough." Rayleigh chuckled.

"I do." You held his hand with a shy expression.

He didn’t expect that you would still be willing to dance with him, and he felt very happy. It seems that this night is the longest between you and him. He held you tightly, your head resting on his shoulder.

Maybe he already has feelings for you since first met. But whenever he touches you, you don't reject him.He always insisted that he thought it was right to maintain a normal relationship.

You always smile when you are around him,sometimes he thought wants to be your lover and protect you for the rest of your life. Maybe you don't have this idea, but at least he wants to protect you as a light in the darkness. If conditions permit, maybe friendship can stay with you longer.

You spend time with Rayleigh on a full moon night. The two of you are immersed in this stage that belongs to both of you. Although the night is neither long nor short, take advantage of this night to feel the happiness of having each other.

The next morning on the ship

Roger woke up with a headache from drinking too much last night, and Buggy and Shanks were sleeping on the floor in Roger's room. Roger saw how cute the two of them were sleeping, but he still woke them up and left the room to have breakfast together.

"Are you okay?" Shanks yawned.

Roger scratched his head and put his hand on the back of his neck, "Hwahh~ It was so fun."

"Hehehehe, it's so exciting!" Buggy jumped while walking.

You wake up and sit on the bed in a daze. The dress hanging behind the door reminds you of the time you spent with Rayleigh, as if you were back last night. You are fascinated by that dress. Last night was particularly long and short.

"Rayleigh..." You covered your cheeks and closed your eyes, reveling in the memories of yesterday.

"Sister, yo sister~" There was a knock on the door and Shanks' voice.

Several knocks on the door brought you back to reality from your memories, thinking that you regretted that the time with Rayleigh last night had become a memory. When there was another knock on the door, you realized that you quickly got out of bed, put on a coat and walked towards the door.

After opening the door, you saw Roger massaging his temples, Shanks and Buggy smiling. The three of them seemed to be having a great time. They were all smiling when they woke up early in the morning. There was also a captain who was having a headache.

"Sister! Let's have breakfast together!" Buggy held your hand.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't pull sister like that." Shanks slapped Buggy's hand away.

"It hurts! It's you who is making trouble!" The two children started fighting again.

"Hahahaha! Fighting early in the morning is so enjoyable! Y/N, let's have breakfast together." Roger praised the two of them and invited you to have breakfast together.

"I'll go there after I change my clothes. Roger, does your head still hurt?" You care about Roger.

"It's a small thing! It'll be fine soon! Then we'll see you later!" Roger carried Shanks and Buggy and left. Looking at the backs of the three of them, it looked like Roger was carrying two bags of things.

After closing the door, you took off your pajamas and hung them in the closet. You chose a set of casual clothes to change into. You took another look at the dress fell into deep thought, but you quickly arranged your appearance and mood then leave the room.

The moment you opened the door again, Rayleigh, whom you were thinking of, was standing outside the door, raising his hand preparing to knock on your door. For the first time, you felt the urge to beat faster in your heart. Your eyes were too shy to look directly at him, and you felt a warm feeling on your face.

The Rayleigh you know is the vice-captain of the legendary Roger Pirates and Roger's first partner. He is powerful and well-known as Dark King Silvers Rayleigh.

In front of outsiders, he always appears very majestic and powerful. He is an important role in the Roger Pirates and an indispensable part. However, such a powerful person is always gentle and considerate towards you.

Maybe you expect his kindness only belongs to you, and only you can possess his kindness. But how could he let you be the only one? There must be countless women chasing after such a strong man.

His gentle and considerate attitude towards you may be because you are his friend and the only woman. Why did you suddenly have such an uncomfortable and strange thought in your heart?

"Y/N."

"I'm here!" You replied in a panic as he called your name.

"Are you okay? You've daze for a while." Rayleigh touched your cheek.

"I'm sorry, I was thinking about something didn't pay attention what you said." He touched your cheek, which made your heart beat faster.

“Look at me and talk, Y/N.” He raised your chin with his hand so you looked directly at him.

He told you in a very serious tone, and you followed his instructions and looked, your eyes were looking at each other. You have a strong crush on Rayleigh, but when you think about the thought just now, tears suddenly flow down your face.

"I'm sorry! Did I scare you? What happened to you!" Rayleigh held your face in his hands.

"I..." You didn't know how to answer him.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here. Tell me what happened." He held your face in his hands and gently wiped away your tears with his thumbs.

Your affection and concern for him make you conflicted. You may have fallen in love with Rayleigh or it may be purely friendship love. You hid this feeling deep in your heart and decided not to understand it in depth. The only thing you wanted now was to maintain a long-term friendship with Rayleigh.

"Help... I, I, I have a stomachache. Maybe I ate too much last night." You covered your stomach, but you were just looking for an excuse.

"What! Why didn't you tell me earlier!" You were held in his arms.

"Rayleigh?!" You were suddenly picked up by him, and you were so frightened then put your hands around his neck.

Rayleigh started to get nervous when he heard you say feeling unwell. He carried you back to your room put you on the bed to let you rest for a while. His nervous actions make you feel a little overwhelmed and guilty, as if you shouldn't use your health as an excuse.

"Rayleigh, I..." you tried to explain.

"I'm going to call Crocus, don't move!" He covered you with a quilt to comfort you and then ran out quickly.

"What should I do..." You sat up began to worry and muttered to yourself.

The End.