#rob lucci come home

[torawro]

meanwhile on my anime twt account.

[sunandflame]

Please do a Rob Lucci x Pregnant reader. What kind of father would he be?

Full of Me

Rob Lucci never expected fatherhood to change him, but the moment he felt the life growing inside you, something primal shifted — and the man who once instilled fear in others now found himself fiercely protective of what was his.

Warnings: nsfw, smut, pregnancy kink, intimacy during pregnancy, mild possessiveness

Word Count: 1382

Pairing: Rob Lucci x Pregnant!Reader

a/n: could be seen as the continuation of 'a quiet hunger'

crossposted on AO3

You weren’t sure exactly when the change happened.

Maybe it was the day you told him.

You had rehearsed it so many times. Imagined his reaction, his silence, your fear. How he would process the fact that you were carrying his child. Rob Lucci — the World Government’s silent executioner, a man more feared than loved — was now bound to something so fragile, so human.

But when you had finally said the words, heart pounding and throat tight, he only looked at you with unreadable eyes. His silence stretched so long it made your lungs feel tight. And then—

“You’re certain?” His voice was low. Careful.

You nodded, and his gaze dropped, briefly, to your stomach — the smallest of bumps then, just beginning to show.

You expected tension. Dismissal. Maybe even anger.

But instead, he stepped forward, slow and deliberate, and gently—so gently—placed his hand over your lower abdomen. Not saying a word. Just feeling.

And that was it.

No declarations. No promises. Just instinct. Just presence.

Now, months later, you noticed the changes in him more easily.

He didn’t speak about it. Not directly. But you saw it in how he hovered closer to you than before. How his movements were slower, more deliberate, whenever he was near you. How his eyes drifted toward your belly more often—especially when you were resting. Like he didn’t quite trust the world not to hurt you. Like he didn’t trust himself not to be too much.

The first time he felt the baby kick, he flinched.

You watched him as his brows furrowed ever so slightly, as if confused that something so small could move with such force.

“...They're strong,” he murmured, resting a palm across your stomach. The way his thumb brushed small circles there—protective, tentative—nearly brought tears to your eyes.

He didn't know softness. But with you…with this? He tried.

Lucci wasn’t a man made for fatherhood. Not by anyone’s expectations. Not by the life he had led.

But somehow… it suited him.

He never said it, but you could feel the shift in the air. He would come home earlier when he could. He brought back things he would never admit were for the baby—blankets with tiny pawprints, soft booties you were certain weren’t standard issue. Once, you caught him lingering over a baby book you had left on the table, flipping the pages as if studying.

You didn’t point it out. You didn’t need to.

And then, one night, after you’d fallen asleep curled beside him, you woke to the feel of something heavy and warm against your side.

It was Lucci’s hand. Large, scarred, and resting carefully over your swollen belly.

You didn’t move. Just listened.

“I won’t let anything touch you,” he whispered, barely audible in the dark.

You knew he wasn’t just talking to the child.

It had been a long day. One of the rare days he’d stayed home.

You stood by the open window, the moonlight casting a silver sheen over your bare skin, hands cupped beneath the round swell of your belly. Lucci had been watching you from the edge of the bed—silent, unmoving—but you could feel the weight of his gaze like a touch.

His voice came low, steady behind you. "You’re beautiful like this."

You turned, heart thudding at the way he said it—not just in the words themselves, but the way he said them. Like it surprised him. Like the sight of you, heavy with his child, stirred something primal in him he wasn’t quite used to feeling.

When he approached, it was slow and deliberate. Lucci always moved like a predator, but tonight, there was something more contained in him. As if he were holding back. As if the sight of you, full with the life he’d created, did something dangerous to him.

He stopped just in front of you, eyes raking down the soft curve of your breasts, the stretch of your hips, the heavy roundness of your stomach. You saw the way his jaw flexed.

"You still want me like this?" you whispered, almost uncertain.

He didn’t answer with words. Just leaned down and kissed you.

It was different. Slower. Hungrier. A deep, unspoken yes that curled through your veins like fire. His hands roamed your body carefully at first, thumbs ghosting the underside of your breasts, down your sides, pausing over your belly with reverent pressure.

When he lifted you into his arms, it was effortless. And when he laid you on your side in bed, curling his body around yours protectively, you felt the tension roll off his shoulders—not fear, but something else. Something more ancient.

He was hard against your thigh already, thick and pulsing.

You guided him in with a small gasp, feeling how careful he was despite the burn of how deep he filled you. His hands cradled your belly from behind as he slid in fully, breath catching low in his throat. He stilled. Shuddered.

"You're… full of me," he murmured, voice rough, unsteady in a way that made your toes curl. "I can feel them. In you. While I’m inside you."

You whimpered. The way he said it—almost reverent, almost undone—made your whole body tremble.

He started to move, slow and deep. Not pounding. Not rough. But claiming. Each stroke was deliberate, angled, grinding into the spot that made you arch. His lips brushed your shoulder as he whispered, "I put life in you. And your body still begs for more."

His breathing grew heavier. You could feel his restraint, the primal urge pacing inside him like a caged animal. "Tell me if I hurt you."

"You won’t."

"You have to tell me." His voice was sharper, but not cold. More like he was fighting something inside himself.

"I trust you," you whispered, reaching back to cradle the side of his face.

Something about those words broke him open.

Lucci groaned into your neck, thrusting harder now—but still measured, still tuned to the shape of you. One of his hands slid down to cup your thigh, hiking your leg up to take him deeper.

"You don’t understand what this does to me,” he rasped, thrusting again—slow, hard, claiming. “Seeing you like this. Full of me. Heavy with me.”

You moaned, fingers curling in the sheets as your body clenched around him. He felt it, the way you gripped him tight, and it nearly undid him.

He fucked you through it, breathing ragged against your skin, until your orgasm took you with a sharp cry muffled into the pillow.

He was shaking by the time he came. Not from effort—Lucci didn’t strain—but from the intensity of it. His hips pressed deep, burying himself as far as you could take him, as if he wanted to feel his seed fill you all over again. His mouth was open against your neck, breath hot and stuttering.

He stayed inside you long after, hand spread across your belly protectively, possessively.

“You’re mine,” he said softly, reverently, with no one to hear it but the child growing within you. “Both of you.”

So what kind of father would Rob Lucci be?

A protective one. Viscerally so.

The kind who doesn’t cradle in public, but whose eyes scan every room before you walk in. The kind who doesn’t speak in sweet nothings but holds your hand tighter when you’re tired. The kind who doesn’t call himself a father, but who jolts upright the moment he hears a cry in the night and reaches the crib before you do.

He’d be terrifying to others—but safe to his own.

And for your child?

He would teach them silence and precision. But also patience. He’d be stern but not cruel. And when they grew old enough to climb onto his lap, to tug at his hair, or pull at the collar of his coat—

He would let them.

He would hold them as long as they wanted. He’d bear their weight in full Zoan form if it meant keeping them amused. He’d carry them on his shoulders without a word, letting their tiny hands clutch his ears.

He would scowl at anyone who stared too long.

And when they asked him one day, “Papa, were you scary before me?”

He would pause.

And say, with complete honesty: “Yes. But not anymore.”

Tagging my gurl @auryborealis because we both crazy for him.

[shankss-magnificent-ass]

How OP men would react after finding out you have an aggressive stalker || Katakuri and Rob Lucci

Katakuri watched you dive into a bush as his chief of staff, Rock, entered the courtyard. He stared at you and asked, "What are you doing?" Only for you to shush him and swat at him to leave you alone.

"Ah, there you are, Katakuri. I just dropped off the list of candidates for new crew members in your office." Rock declared, approaching his superior. "I say..." He added, sniffing the air with his mousy nose, "Do I smell tuberose? Was your assistant just here?"

Katakuri eyed the bush you were hiding in to see you giving him a pleading look. The Sweet Commander sighed, "Yes, they were, but they had to deliver some paperwork to Mama for me. So they won't be back until tomorrow." The large man didn't like lying, but if it was for you, he'd do it, even though he didn't understand why you were hiding from Rock.

Rock's expression turned dour at the news, and he replied, "I see, well then I must take my leave of you, sir, I have a mountain of paperwork to attend to." The Minister of Flour's Chief of Staff gave him a quick bow, and he hurried out of the garden. Once he was out of sight, Ktakuri said, "Why are you hiding from Rock?"

You stuck your head out of the bush and grumbled, "Because anytime he's near me, he tries to smell me. It's so creepy."

"Smells you? Katakuri echoed in confusion, "Does he know he makes you uncomfortable?"

"Do you think I haven't told him to stay away from me?" You snapped as you stumbled out of the bush, "he doesn't listen and thinks I'm just playing hard to get. I've even punched him, but he just enjoyed it."

Katakuri crouched down, pulled leaves out of your hair, and hummed, "I'll look into it."

It took him two days, and quite a lot of resources, but Katakuri had a full background on Rock. The sweet commander could only read a few pages before he had to put down the report. Rock was a despicable man, and Katakuri did not want this vile man around him, let alone allow him a seat of authority. He leaned back in his office chair and sighed, he now needed to find a replacement for Rock, yet another task on his ever-growing list of things to do.

The pensive atmosphere in the Minister of Flour's office was shredded by the racket of someone scuffling up the side of the building. Katakuri got up and looked out the window to see Rock clinging to the gutter pipe by what, he could only assume, was your bedroom window and peaking in. When Rock had one foot on the pipe and one foot securely on your window sill, Katakuri watched in horror as Rock reached one hand into his trousers while peeping into the room. The sweet commander wasted no time using his mochi powers to yank the pervert backward. Rock lost balance and fell three stories to the gravel floor of the courtyard.

Rob had just returned home from a mission, the sun was shining, and a crisp sea breeze made his hair and cloak flutter around him. He took a deep breath before he spotted you in the crowd. Rob huffed in amusement, you were always so insistent about greeting him the moment he stepped off the boat. Not that he minded, it just meant he could initiate his coming home ritual sooner. Rob scooped you into a tight embrace, taking a deep lungful of your scent, pleasantly noting that he didn't smell anyone else on you. As soon as he touched you, Rob felt eyes on him, some were just the people around the two of you, but one set in particular had his hackles up. These eyes felt like they were piercing him with malicious intent.

"Welcome home," you sighed into his shoulder, eagerly hugging him back.

"Are you hungry?" He asked, looking around for the owner of such a piercing stare. You looked up at him, resting your chin on his chest, and replied, "uh huh, where do you want to eat?"

"I was thinking Star Dancer," Lucci replied as he pulled away from you, "They have garden seating, and it's such a nice day, it'd be a waste to spend it inside."

You grinned at him and laughed, "You're only picking Star Dancer because they are okay with Hattori sitting with us out there."

Rob blushed and huffed, "That's not true, I know you love their food too. Plus, it's the only restaurant nice enough to take a stunning beauty, such as yourself." He kissed your knuckles and grinned at you. "So, can I take you out on a date to Star Dancer?"

You giggled, "Of course," and you allowed him to take your hand, and lead you to the restaurant. Rob tried to shake off the feeling of being watched, but it wasn't until you arrived at Star Dancer that the feeling dissipated.

When you and Rob finally got home, it was around midnight. The moment he stepped inside, Rob knew something was wrong. He could smell a stranger who had been inside. Lucci blocked you from entering and asked, "Has anyone been to the house recently? A workman, or something?" When you shook your head, he gritted his teeth and growled, "Go to the neighbor's house and ask them to call the police, I think there's been a break-in, I'm going to check it out in the meantime." He stood at the door of your home and waited until you and Hattori entered the neighbor's residence, before going in.

All the lights were off inside, but that wasn't a problem for Rob, thanks to his Zoan fruit, he could see quite well with just the pale blue moonlight flooding in from the windows. In agent mode, Rob took in his surroundings, the house was quiet and everything was still except a few of the sheer curtains fluttering in the breeze from the open window. Rob inspected said window, the lock was broken from the outside with a sharpened flathead screwdriver, that was discarded on the floor nearby. Rob sniffed the curtain, and a pungent smell filled his nose, he followed the scent trail to your bedroom, which had been ransacked. The contents of your dresser, closet, and laundry hamper had been strewn all over the room. Your bed was a mess and had a tangy sour smell emanating from it. Rob wrinkled his nose in disgust, who ever broke had made themselves far too comfortable in your home for his liking. He noted that in the heaps of clothing scattered around the room, Rob couldn't see a single undergarment.

Lucci's thoughts were disrupted by a soft clinking in the adjoined bathroom. The large man turned his attention to the door that stood ajar. His sharp ears heard someone distinctly mutter, "Come here, come to Papa, I'll wrap this cord around your pretty little neck before you even know what's happening."

Rob's skin rippled as he transformed into his Zoan form, anger causing his hackles to stand on end. He charged the door with such a force that it cracked in two. A scrawny man threw himself back with a shrill yell. The leopard man towered over him and growled, "Well, well, well, who do we have here?"

The man scuttled backward, and cried, "Don't hurt me!"

"I'd kill you here and now," Rob hissed, lifting a clawed hand that glimmered in the moonlight. "But that would make a large mess, and your blood would undoubtedly stain my tile floor."

"Your floor?... This is your house?" The man stammered.

Rob paused, wondering if this pathetic man had accidentally broken into the wrong house.

"I thought they live here alone?" The man added.

Lucci asked, "Do you mean the one whose photo hangs in the hall?" When the coward nodded, Rob sneered, "That's my partner, and you've fucked up big time."

"I've never seen you here before." The man countered, "If you really loved them, you'd never leave someone so special."

Rob grabbed the man by his collar and threw him into the bedroom. He grumbled, "Not that it's any of your business, but I'm a Cipher Pole agent. Now start cleaning while we wait for the police to show, everything better be back in the spot you found it by the time you're done." When Lucci flipped on the light, the intruder started to shriek at the sight of his Zoan form.

"Stop screaming!" Rob roared, smacking the man upside the head, causing the intruder to fall over. There on the floor, Lucci could see his favorite pair of your underwear, sticking out of this man's pants pocket. Rob could feel a vein throbbing in his temple as he yelled, "Empty your pockets!"

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It's Just For The Mission, Right?: Rob Lucci X Reader

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Poll

Alright we are back with the second short story of my Lucci Poll. And I am so glad this one was saved for last. Why? You may ask. Because I am happy to announce, that this post, is...

SMUT!

Yes, you heard me, dirty, filthy smut! And it may not be my longest fic, but I do think that this is the best smut I've done yet! So please enjoy, and I shall now give the warnings below.

Warnings/Tags:

Gender neutral reader with female genitals

Lucci and Reader in a fake relationship

Vaginally oral

Vaginally sex

Unprotected sex

Lucci goes feral and uses his Devilfruit

Idk if Zoan users count as monster fucking

User gets scratched and bitten

Overstimulation

Backshots

Dictionary/Measurements:

Cunnilingus is an oral sex act consisting of the stimulation of a vulva by using the tongue and lips.

7,5 inches = 19.05 centimeters

8 inches = 20.32 centimeters

2,5 inches = 6.35 centimeters

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It was about a year after Lucci and the rest of CP9 had settled into their fake lives in Water Seven. While everyone each had different roles that helped the mission. Your role... Was unique, because your role was to pretend to be Lucci's stay-at-home girlfriend. You basically mingled amongst the people to find out any information about the island. It was simple, cleaning, shopping, chatting, it was rather nice and you almost could forget you were undercover.

The only weird thing was when Lucci had days off from the Galley-La Company, he'd spend those days with you, pretending to be a good boyfriend. Lucci hated having to be in a fake relationship with you, which led to Lucci did the bare minimum to make it look real, you'd barely go on dates, and only small dinner dates, you were lucky to get a kiss on the cheek, otherwise it was just hand holding, it made you seem like an awkward almost forced couple rather than a real one, but it was fine, everyone beloved it so you kept doing it the same way.

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Kaku had thrown a house party for the members of Galley-La and their spouces. You and Lucci had arrived and were acting as usual, Lucci stayed quiet with his hand awkwardly holding yours and you would talk to everyone about everything while dragging him along. You were talking to some random person that Lucci knew from work, who already seemed drunk and wouldn't leave you two alone, commenting about your relationship and just how "conservative" you two seem as a couple. "I mean, are you two really even a couple? I bet you two haven't even fucked yet!" The man howled with laughter before going back to drinking. For some reason, Lucci's grip on you became tighter and he seemed more tense. For the first time that night, he let go of you and went to go talk to someone else. He left to a different room with Kaku to talk for a bit and when they came back, Kaku pointed to a room and winked at Lucci before going back to mingle, Lucci just stared at you, giving you a look that just said, "Come now" you followed him into the room, and it's when he closed the door you realized that Hattori wasn't on his shoulder, which almost never happened, something must be wrong. Then, also surprisingly, Lucci spoke, using his real voice for the first time in a year, "We need to talk about our 'relationship'." You sighed, "Lucci if it's about hat guys comment, it's alright, there's plenty of couples that don't have a sex life and are doing great! We don't have to-" "They're starting to get suspicious of us, we act like we don't even want to be together, they're gonna start asking questions soon, and if they find out we're spies, the world government would have our heads." He was right, you both were forced to pretend to be in a relationship when you didn't want to, and it showed. And you know you'd be in trouble if anyone found out, "So what do we do?" you asked, trying to come up with ideas, Lucci looked down and clenched his fist, "I think... We're going to have to... Have sex..." Your eyes widened, have sex? With your teammate? Just so people would belive you two were in love? It was a sured. "Lucci, I'm not so sure about that..." "What else would you suggest, huh? You and I can't act like a loving couple to save our lives, and getting married would be too far! But if we have sex, and we do it loud enough, then they'll hear us and they'll think that we're in love."

You looked away, still hesitant about the idea, so Lucci took your chin in his hand and made you look at him, "Hey, this is just for the mission. And you don't want to fail the mission, do you?" "No" "The you'll do anything for the mission to be successful, right?" "Yeah, anything... Yeah, this will just be a no strings attached thing, just for the mission." Lucci smirked and let go of your face, "There we go... Now strip down and get naked, the faster we start the faster we finish." You nodded, stripping yourself down while Lucci did the same, only stopping at his pants and just leaving his chest out. He pushed you o sit down on the edge of the bed and knelt down in between your bare legs, "What are you doing?" you questioned. "I must get you aroused, and the fastest way I can think of doing it is with Cunnilingus. So I can stimulate you into producing arousal fluid, so it's easier for me to slide in and for it to hurt less. So just sit back and let me work." You nodded, leaning back and gripping the sheets in anticipation. Lucci pried your legs open and wasted no time in burying his face between your legs and attaching his mouth to your clit. You gasp and shuddered, the feeling already making you warm. With a lick through your folds, Lucci began eagerly sucking you clit, sending waves of shock and pleasure through your body. With his tongue darting our every so often to lap up your leaking juices, Lucci inserted two fingers and began thrusting them in and out, hoping to make you climax faster. And it did, you squirmed and shake, a knot forming in your stomach and growing rapidly. When your orgasm finally came crashing down on you, you clenched your legs together, squishing Lucci's fave between your thighs as you rode out your orgasm on his face. After calming down, you unwrapped your thighs from Lucci's head and fell back, lean in on your elbows. Lucic let out a gasp of breath after being released from your thighs. He wiped your fluids from his face and looked down it in his hand, before licking it clean. With a predatory smirk, Lucci stood up an and spoke, "You're ready~"

Lucci stood in front of you as he began undoing his pants. Both pants and boxers falling to the ground, you were met with his full glory, 7.5 inches long and 2.5 inches wide, Lucci was packing and he carried it well. He took ahold of his length, giving it a few pumps to bring it to life, his now erect penis pushing 8 inches. He walked over to you on the bed, a new, almost primal look I his eyes. He said nothing and just flipped you over so you were laying on your stomach. He climbed onto the bed, sitting behind you. He pressed his tip right at your dripping folds. He carefully pushed his tip inside and stopped, he let go of his cock and adjusted his position so his hands were on either sides of your hips. With a shuddering sigh, Lucci spoke once more, "Are you ready?" also with a shuddering sigh, you nodded.

Lucci once again wasted no time and pushed all the way in without stopping. You let out a scream of both pleasure and pain as he burried himself to the base. Barely giving you time to adjust Lucci began moving, thrusting at a pace that wasn't slow, but wasn't fast either. You gripped the sheets again the pleasure starting to overtake the feeling of pain. Lucci grabbed one of your hips to steady himself as he kept the same pace. His fingers dig into your soft flesh as he let out a deep possessive growl as he thrusted particularly hard before going back to his normal pace. You could feel your second orgasm building again, this one feeling bigger than the last. You clenched around his dick as your orgasm came crashing down, more powerful and more pleasurable than before. Lucci stopped as he felt you clench and climax around his dick, the pleasure affecting him too. He threw his head back and moaned, but he didn't cum, he just froze as he felt you ride out your climax and squeeze and coat his dick. As if something in him snapped, once your climax stopped, he lifted his head up to look at you again, his eyes dilated and now showing an inner primal feeling that broke free. He gripped your hip painfully and began thrusting again, but each second he went faster and you felt him grow.. Bigger? Looking behind you, you see Lucci had used his Devilfruit and had gone full leopard, just to fuck you. A growing feeling of pain and overstimulating started to affect you, causing you to scream and whimper more, but the feeling of pleasure still outnumbered all. Lucci let go of your hip and fell on top of you, squishing you under this weight, grunting and growling as he fucked you like a wild animal. Lucci gripped the sheets and sank his sharp teeth into your shoulder as he fucked you hard and fast, forgetting about his previous agreement and just focusing on his pleasure. Your third orgasm was coming fast, and you could feel Lucci was coming too. With another hard crash of pleasure, you screamed out Lucci's name and clenched around his duck again and coating it in another layer of your juices. This sent Lucci over the edge as he let go of you, sat up, and thrusted a few more times before pulling out and cumming all over your back.

Lucci fell back onto his elbows and transformed back into a human, as he caught his breath and looked at the sight of you, all fucked out, when suddenly and the door burst open with Paulie barging inside, "What the fuck is going on I'm here?!" he shouted before freezing, his cigar dropping to the floor. The sight of Lucci, naked and his softening penis dripping with the last of his cum and you, also naked with cum splattered on your back made him turn red. He quickly looked away before shouting again, "L-lock the door next time!! A-and put some clothes on, you're too exposed!!!" he quickly left, leaving you two alone again. Lucci smirked and let out a 'hmph' before getting up and putting his clothes back on. "I'll go grab a towel and some bandages for the claw and teeth marks." He stated before heading to the door, "Oh, and don't expect this to be a one time thing, we still need to keep up this reputation until the mission is over, got it?" you nodded. He turned to open the door when you spoke again, "And this is, still onlt for the mission, right?" "Of course it's only for the mission, nothing else." He stated and left. But you both knew that deep down, that this wasn't for the mission anymore...

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Sorry this took long, I'm not used to writing smut and I'm always just scared I'm gonna get caught😭 But I hope you enjoy this and I'll start with the ideas from the Crocodile poll hopefully soon. Bye bye 👋

Kelly🐸

[tasiawrites]

OP men reacting to their gf getting a makeover by Nami and Robin.

Luffy

Bae he probably didnt notice at first

Goes oh you look nice did you change something?? LIKE SIR I EVEN GOT MY HAIR DONE??

Doest change the fact that he loves you.

Overall 10 minutes before he needs you out of your clothes on onto him

Sanji

Certified munch right here

Bae notices and has a nosebleed immediately

Sings your praises like no other

Has to youch you

May have touched too much because now youre in a mating press

Zoro

Notices but doesnt react the way you expected

Why you dressed like the witch?

Bro please i swear he loves you but he liked you the way you were

He shows you that he likes you for you and not your clothes ifkyk

Usopp

My beloved

Blushy mess

Thinks you look good… real good

Instant boner. He cant help it you look edible

Needs to show you how pretty he thinks you look.

Ace

Oh his little bro's friends are interesting

He doesn't hide how much he likes it

He so smooth when he flirts with you oml

Who jumps on who it is never known

When you leave the room your lace is lifting

Rob Lucci

He sees it but acts like he doesnt care

He very much cares

Cares so much he askes to see you because what are you wearing

Nigga don't play, hes horny so very horny

Yall traumatized the bird…. Again

Do flamingo

He let's you out and you come home dressed like this?

This is why he doesn't let you out the house

Makes you do a three sixty

He likes it

You got your ass ate for the first time in your life so i guess that's a good thing?

Crocodile

Again, he lets you out and this is how you come home?

Actually tells you he likes it straight up.

I mean he was gonna marry you regardless but now he needs you wifed up

He learned how to teleport into pussy.

You might be pregnant now

Shanks

HORKNEEE

sir calm down

Hes so attracted to you all the time so this lil makeover means nothing but his fine shyt rebranded

He shows you why all he uses to fight with is aura

The whole ship is congratulating you on the baby when you leave your room the next day

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Me? Posting twice in 1 day?

I'm clearing my drafts apparently

I'm also rereading one piece

[candycandy00]

Loose Ends - A Rob Lucci x Reader Fanfic

You work as a waitress at a bar in Water 7, and become involved with Rob Lucci.

Fem Reader. Light smut. 18+. Divider by @animatedglittergraphics-n-more!

You met Rob Lucci a few days after he came to Water 7. He and his shipwright pals came into the bar where you worked as a waitress, and to be honest, he didn’t make much of an impression on you. Sure he was handsome and his pet pigeon was cute, but he was quiet amongst a very loud and boisterous group, all of whom demanded far more attention than him. 

The first time you really focused on him was a couple of weeks later, when Paulie got a little too drunk and started complaining about your short skirt. He called you “shameless”, and though you knew his quirks, you still felt insulted. 

Before you could even respond, Lucci, through his pigeon, called Paulie out for his behavior. “You’re being rude,” Lucci said. “Apologize.”

Those simple words seemed to work. Paulie said he was sorry and then avoided looking at you for the rest of the night. Later, you brought Lucci an extra drink on the house as thanks.

Over the next few months, you became friendly with Lucci, or at least as friendly as you could. He was still more quiet and reserved than his friends, but occasionally he stayed a little later than them and had one more drink before leaving. 

It was during these times that you talked to him most. You got the impression he was a very private person, so you stuck to casual chitchat - questions about how work was going or about his pigeon. 

You began keeping a few crackers in the pocket of your apron to feed his pigeon, and it reached the point that the bird would fly over and land on your shoulder sometimes. 

One night, nearly eight months after you met the man, Lucci stayed far later than usual at the bar. He seemed to have something on his mind, but you knew better than to ask. You brought him an extra drink and told him you’d be closing up soon. He’d only nodded as he lifted the mug to his lips. 

After you cleaned the place up, you headed for the door. Lucci walked out with you, and on a whim you asked him to walk you home. 

He seemed mildly surprised by the request, but he ultimately agreed. As the two of you walked down the street toward your small house, his pigeon remained on your shoulder. If Lucci felt anything about this, he didn’t show it. 

When you reached your front door, you both stood there silently for a moment. Lucci lingered, as if he were trying to kill some time. You thought you could help him with that. 

“Want to come in?” you asked. 

His eyes met yours. He knew exactly what you were offering. There was a bit of hesitation, then he said, “Sure.”

Thus began your casual relationship with Lucci. A few nights a month he stayed at the bar until closing time, walked you home, and then came inside after being invited. 

The sex was incredible. Lucci was a primal, yet generous, lover. He always left you completely satisfied, and exhausted. You tried to return the favor. 

You didn’t hear his real voice until several weeks into your relationship. It came out as a low pitched moan when you were sucking him off while he sat on your couch, his head tossed back and his hair spilling over his shoulders. 

He didn’t mention it when it happened, but the cat was out of the bag, so to speak. From then on he used his real voice when the two of you were alone. Even so, he remained a quiet man. You never asked him why he spoke as the pigeon around others. That felt too much like a personal question, and he didn’t like those. 

Rob Lucci was a mystery, even after years had passed. You knew every inch of his body, the sounds he made when he came, what his mouth tasted like, but you ultimately knew nothing about him. You didn’t know his favorite food, where he was born, or if he had any siblings. 

You didn’t mind at the time. The two of you had sex occasionally and that was the extent of it. You never went on dates or hung out, so what would be the point of getting to know each other better? 

The sex was good enough to keep you content. The way his taut muscles moved beneath his skin as he thrusted into you was a marvel to behold. 

One night, while he had you pinned under him, fucking you in a mating press, one of his hands slid up to rest on your throat. He applied no pressure, there was no grip, no choking. But you got the distinct impression he was fully capable, both physically and mentally, of snapping your neck in an instant. Even though his hand was gentle, you felt like there was a strange, unspoken threat lingering in the air. 

An extremely brief spike of fear shot through you, gone as quickly as it arrived, because you climaxed at that moment and then all you could feel was searing hot pleasure. 

One night, nearly five years after you met him, Lucci showed up at your door. The bar had been closed the past few days in order to prepare for Aqua Laguna, so you hadn’t seen him lately. It was strange for him to appear out of the blue that way, even stranger for him to ask to come in. He always waited for an invitation before. 

He was uncharacteristically affectionate that night, fucking you in a more intimate way than usual. He almost seemed… needy. 

After it was over, he sat on the edge of your bed, putting on his boots. You laid behind him, staring at his back and wondering for the hundredth time how he got such distinguishing scars. Another question you’d never ask. 

“I’ll be leaving Water 7 soon,” he said, abruptly breaking the silence in the room. 

You sat up. “How soon?” 

He didn’t look back as he pulled his white tank top over his head. “Probably a few days.”

You couldn’t stop the questions spilling from your lips. “Why? Where are you going?”

He glanced back at you, some unfamiliar emotion in his eyes that you’d never seen before. “Don’t ask me anything. I don’t want you to become a loose end I’ll have to take care of later.”

A chill ran down your spine. You understood what he was saying very clearly. You always suspected Lucci was dangerous, but now he’d basically confirmed it. 

At the same time, you realized he was giving you a warning he most likely never gave others. He was allowing you a tiny glimpse at who he truly was. 

You smiled at him. “I guess this is goodbye then. I’ll miss you, Lucci.”

He looked at you for a long moment, then headed toward the door. Without looking back, he said in a quiet voice, “I’ll miss you too.”

And then he was gone. 

In the following days, chaos erupted in Water 7. You heard stories about Lucci and his fellow shipwright Kaku being involved in the attack on Iceberg, and though it hurt to think he could do that to someone he seemed to respect, in your heart you knew it was true. 

Lucci was still out there somewhere, probably doing very dangerous things. But he said he’d miss you, so you liked to believe he thought of you sometimes. Perhaps he remembered being in your bed, in your arms. Maybe his mind drifted to the streets of Water 7 as the two of you walked from the bar to your home, his pigeon riding on your shoulder. You hoped they were fond memories for him. 

They were for you. 

[count-alucard-tepes]

Op hotties get a sudden call from this estranged S/O…😅

S/O: “I’m pregnant and you’re the father…”

Kizaru ✨: he is surprised by the whole situation but he is civil about it and doesn’t question his S/O. He asks them how they feel and when he could come over to see them so they could talk more about it in person. He definitely would be involved now that he knows he has a child on the way.

Akainu🌋: he immediately takes time off to go and see his S/O, he tried to tell them to come to him…but they’re stubborn. He wants to know how his S/O and their baby is doing.

Ryokugyu 🌱:

Fujitora 🐅: he is relived to hear from them and even happier to hear that they would now have a child. He immediately wants to be with them.

Sir Crocodile 🐊: he’s like ‘look what the cat dragged in…and are you sure it’s mine…’. He’s gonna be an ass about it and get a paternity test because he doesn’t trust anyone really. Once he knows the baby is his, he makes sure his S/O gets whatever they need but he’s not gonna be the supportive partner…however, he’d be the best dad ever.

Doflamingo Donquixote 🦩: he doesn’t question his S/O at all and asks them to come back to him. I mean no one is gonna openly lie to Doffy about something serious like this. He cannot wait to be a dad.

Benn Beckman 🔫: it’s a lot for him to take in at first but he immediately sets off to see his S/O so they can talk in person and he can be there for them. It takes him some time to accept that he’s gonna be a dad.

Katakuri Charlotte 🍡: he’s beyond excited but he contains himself and asks them to come home soon so that they could reunite.

Killer🔪: he choked up the moment he heard their voice and the mention of a baby made him even more excited. He always wanted to be a dad.

Kaido🐉: he’s the happiest he’s been in days and demands that they come home immediately. He wants to pamper them and love on them.

King 👑 : he is shocked by the news and only says, “…I’m on my way, angel”. He just wants to be with them and rekindle the love they’ve had. He’s excited to be dad.

Queen👑: he cannot stop crying because all his freedom is gone, he knows he needs to be there for them though.

Izou🔫🔫: he’s concerned about where they are and wants to be with them, he needs to know they’re okay. He’s beyond excited to have a baby with them.

Dragon D Monkey 🐉🐒:

Oven Charlotte 🍞: he’s so happy and demands that they come home so that they can be a family.

Buggy🤡: he’s literally is crying happy and concerned tears, he doesn’t know how to keep it together and begs his S/O to come back to him.

Marco the Phoenix 🦅: he’s beyond excited and immediately sets out to find them. He cannot believe he’s going to be a dad.

Eustass Kidd🤘🎸: the responsibility of it all slaps him in the face and he goes silent for the first time ever. It takes him a few days before he can contact his S/O to say he wants to be involved in his kid’s life.

Rosinantè Donquixote aka Cora-San💕: he literally is crying the moment he hears their voice and wants to know where they are so he can come and see them. He is so happy that he’s gonna be a dad.

Who’s-Who ❤️‍🔥👹: he’s arrogant at first but he knows his S/O isn’t lying to him and makes his way to see them and talk about what they plan next for them and the baby.

Gecko Moria🦇: he’s taken back by it all but after it settles in, he asks them to join him so that they could be a family.

Iceburg💜: he’s surprised as he didn’t think he’d be a dad but he’s happy anyway and invites his S/O back home with open arms.

Gild Tesoro⚜️🏅: he’s arrogant and wants to know if they only contacted him because they wanted his money. After getting cursed at and the line going dead, he starts to panic that he might not be able to see his child if he loses contact with his S/O so he tries to find them and apologizes for being a dick.

Rob Lucci🐆: he’s pissed off that his S/O contacted him after a while of not seeing each other but then sets off to see them. He wants to know if the child is his but deep down he knows it is.

Karasu🐦‍⬛: he immediately sets out to see his S/I as he wants to be there with them and take care of them.

Koby🦸💘: he’s already crying since he heard his S/O and when he heard he was gonna be a dad, he lost it and was sobbing on the floor. He’s just so happy.

Douglas Bullet🚅: he’s annoyed at first but then he hears that he’s gonna be a dad and beyond excited. He tracks his S/O down and automatically assumes they’re back together since they’re having a baby now.

[quinloki]

Birthday Request Event v2024

"It's my birthday and I'll write what I want to \o/"

Gift Details ♥ Reader Style: cisfem Character: Rob Lucci Vibe: NSFW Consensual AU: Soul Mates Prompt: Erotically Charged Fight Gift Giver: @jintaka-hane

Summary: You've experienced the worst side of Soul Mates being a reality - your long term relationship had found their soul mate and left you. So you dove into martial arts as a means of distraction.

Lucky (?) for you, it's what causes you to finally meet your soul mate.

Content Notes: canon levels of violence, oral, rough sex, mentions of blood, cream pie,

This birthday party is 18+, consensual unless explicitly stated otherwise, and BYOB

There wasn’t a protocol for this, but even if there was, Lucci wasn’t certain that it would do him any good.

His initial attack failed. Whether by dumb luck, or your own skill, he’d missed. That had become a problem. In this world, with its rules, and his job, he had to eliminate his target with the first strike. Anything less invited a terrible risk, and of all the statistical possibilities, that risk came true with you.

Your eyes were wide with fear as you tumbled away. The way you got back to your feet left him with the distinct and sudden impression that you hadn’t been merely lucky.

Realization marred your beautiful face, as he was sure it was twisting his.

Soul mates.

Lucci hadn’t given the concept much thought. With his job, with his skills, with the blood on his hands, what right did he have to consider something as pure as love? And beyond even that was the very laughable idea of soul mates.

He’d never loved anything save himself, and even that love was cruel.

All of his arrogance, all of his sureness - everything was used for the government. There was nothing of him to be concerned with. Nothing to stop him from doing the tasks required of him, whether it was years under cover, or a few days spent stalking some poor hapless fool.

Looking at the man who had invited himself into your home, you feel a powerful conflict of emotions. How dare he come in uninvited! How dare he mean to kill you!

HOW DARE HE BE YOUR SOUL MATE!

Everyone had one. The curse of this world, as far as you were concerned. Because while everyone had at least one, no one was promised to find theirs. There were no red strings of fate to guide people, no services provided by the government to help you find yours. Nothing but the cold hard truth of it, and nothing to protect you from simply falling in love.

It was your broken heart that had distracted itself by learning how to fight. It was sorrow of a love lost to the very concept of soul mates that you had honed your skills with all the fervor of a desperate monk. That you could dedicate yourself to a love that would never find another damnable soul mate.

That love had saved your life when the chill of death ran up your spine moments earlier and bade you move.

And it saved you for this? For your soul mate?

“You bastard!” You growl, charging at the stunned assassin. You knew he was reeling just like you should be. Whatever state he was in, he didn’t have your rage, and it shook off the powerful desires threatening to crack your bones.

He dodges the strike, but barely. You feel strands of his hair slip through your fingers as you pivot. Shock twists to something akin to confusion on his face, and he bats away another swing. He seems ready to attack you, but his body stutters, and the confusion on his face turns to anger as you lash out again, forcing him to take another step back.

“How?!” He growls, grabbing your wrist at the end of a series of punches. His grip is locked like iron, and you can’t escape it, but somehow it’s still gentle. You understand he could break it easily, but he’s not even trying.

“Why now!” You roar. “Why years too late?! Bastard!” You repeat, stepping in and driving your free hand into his stomach. Whether the words, or the bold movement, something caught him off guard enough to force the air from him.

His grip on your wrist loosens and you pull it free. “You asshole!”

You hear him growl, more like a beast than a man, and as he straightens there’s no more confusion in his eyes. He matches your strikes, knocking your blows aside and dodging your attacks with a fluidity he hadn’t shown in his shocked state. Irritation is written plainly on his handsome face, and anger swells in you again as you start to realize you can’t best him.

Anger, but no fear. You’re not sure why. He tried to kill you - he can kill you! You should be afraid.

Once he sorts out the rhythm of your fighting style, he draws you in. Lucci’s too experienced to be concerned about someone with just a couple years of fighting under their belt, but there’s a strange feeling of pride in his gut. You’re not bad. At the very least your instincts make up for what you lack in skill, and that’s what put you both in this predicament.

Getting both your wrists this time he turns you, folding them behind your back and pinning you roughly against the wall. You try to kick yourself away from it, but he forces your leg to the side and puts his knee right between your thighs, using his height to nearly lift you off the floor.

“Ahhhhnngh ❤️!” Your euphoric cry causes both of you to freeze.

“…”

“The hell was - nnnnnnngh!!” He pressed his knee into your crotch again and you couldn’t supress the jolt that went through you.

“What a pleasant sound.” He leans against you, cheek pressed against your head as he holds you in place. His breath is hot against your ear. “Far better than before.”

He pulls you up enough to tease his lips against your neck, making you shiver and moan softly. Letting go of your wrists he puts his hands on the wall on either side of you, keeping you effectively pinned.

You have enough space to turn and face him, and maybe it’s a mistake to do so.

Grabbing the collar of his shirt you pull him in, or he allows you to, or you will him to allow you. Who cares, his lips against yours are a flood of pleasure and heat. You don’t let yourself think about it, about everything leading up to this. The rollercoaster of emotions was too much and you let your desires guide you.

He pulls his shirt off when your hands tug it up. The shift of his muscles, the lines of scars, the deep ink of tattoos, everything was known to you, and everything left you wanting more. You pulled at his belt as he tossed the shirt aside. He interrupts your attempts, pulling your shirt off and tossing it aside.

Your clothing is barely shed enough to be out of the way. He pulls you into another kiss, unhooking your bra and leaving you to take it off as he yanks his troublesome belt free.

The metallic clatter barely registers. Heavy, heated kisses are trailing down your stomach as he crouches down in front of you. You weave your fingers through his hair while he tugs your pants down and away. One leg, and then the other, he hooks your thighs with his arms and lifts you easily, pressing your back into wall as his mouth dives into your pussy.

Your fingers tighten in his hair and you cry out into the air. Trapped between him and the wall there’s no escaping the demanding man between your thighs. Heavy searching licks note every sound and twitch and it only takes him a couple minutes to have you shivering from his actions.

His tongue’s buried in your pussy and you don’t even know his name yet.

Holding onto his hair you push yourself into his face as your pleasure crests. There’s no reason to hold back, and he laps up every second of your messy pleasure. Sharp eyes cut through your hazy gaze and he brings you down slowly, keeping your ankles at his shoulders as the tip of his hard, thick cock pushes against your dripping hole.

“Say it,” he commands, pressing against you. He’s desperate and half mad, but he seems to be holding back as much as he can.

You shift, looking at the beast between your thighs before looking back up at him. “Please.”

He pushes in, just the tip, and you moan, hands against the back of his neck. “Lucci,” he says, and you gasp, groaning as he pulls back out.

You don’t have to be soul mates to know what he wants.

“Please, Lucci,” you mean to say more, but apparently all he wanted on your lips was his name. Pushing into you he devours your gasp of pleasure, kissing you deeply. Hands gripping your ass, he holds you steady as he  takes you, barely giving you time to breathe or think.

Heavy thrusts, rough husky gasps falling from his lips that crash into your skin, hot and deep as the cock threatening to split you in half. There’s little more than pleasure in the harsh treatment, the pressure of the wall against your skin is a dull, useless ache you can’t be bothered to recognize. The sting of sharp nails digging into your ass as he fucks you against the wall are ticklish compared to the dizzying heat of his hungry and demanding kisses.

Lucci nearly bites into your neck when he finally releases your lips. You’re sure the frantic hold you have on him is trickling blood down his back, as the second orgasm slams into you. Every brush of his skin against yours feels amazing, every brush of his breath against your sweaty skin has you nearly crying for relief. Your orgasm causes his, and you can feel him twitching deep inside you, pressing you shakily against the wall as a few final, wet thrusts leak your combined pleasure down the curve of your ass and onto the floor.

Soul mates.

You collapse into a pile of bones and exhaustion on the floor when he pulls out of you and eases you down. You regard one another in the haze of the sweetest afterglow you’ve ever known, and you wonder idly which is stronger.

This new bond?

Or his devotion to the government?

[everlasting-rainfall]

So for a request what about a Imu and Gorosei (together or separate) in the Fiction into Reality AU or Time travel AU, I think it would be a intresting concept and with the way you write I know it would be awesome, also I hope you get better l

Hey, thank you so much for this ask! Honestly oddly enough, the Gorosei are kind of comfort characters for me which probably sounds weird, but that makes me really happy to receive this request!

I don’t think anything will ever surpass Figarland Garling in terms of romantic comfort character though. The only one who’s close enough to surpassing him is probably Joyboy honestly.

Anywho, I’m starting to ramble, but I genuinely do want to thank you for sending this in so thanks a bunch! And thank you so very much for the compliment as well!

Now let’s get into it, shall we?

!-MINORS DO NOT INTERACT AT ALL-!

!-POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNINGS-!

Celestial Dragon Bullshit, Removal of Rights, Implied Mass Death, Being Accused of Cheating, Reality Changing around You, Gorosei being the Gorosei, Time Travel Stuff, Rainfall Probably Sucking at Time Travel, Forced DNA Test, Becoming Someone Else Against Your Will, Fusion

!-POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNINGS-!

!-MINORS DO NOT INTERACT AT ALL-!

I HAVE NEVER, AND WILL NEVER CONDONE THE ACTIONS OF ANY CELESTIAL DRAGON

📜-Gorosei (Fiction into Reality)-📜

Genuinely I’d like you to imagine for a second, the five Gorosei of all people coming out of the One Piece world into the real one. Imagine how absolutely horrifying that would be.

Like imagine that you were like reading the latest chapters of the manga, or watching the latest episodes. You’re pretty tired so you decide to pause it, and leave it for tomorrow.

You go to bed, and in the middle of the night, you wake up to sound. Of course you probably assume burglars, so you pick up the nearest object to use as a weapon and peek out of your room. There are five well dressed men in your living room.

They’re all absolutely gigantic too like if you don’t have high ceilings, they probably have to bend over a bit or a lot. Let’s not forget how big these old men are… Seriously… Rob Lucci is 6’11, and only comes up to Shepherd’s waist…

Anywho they’re more than likely talking about where they are, and what happened as they don’t know how they got here. I feel like the first one to notice you would probably be Ethanbaron, he spots you and points you out to the others.

Saturn probably demands you come out. If you do refuse, and lock yourself in your room out of panic then I hope you have five seconds of peace of mind. That’s how long it will take for them to get in. What door? You had a door? There’s no door anymore…

Proceed to being dragged to the living room, and now you’re being questioned by the Gorosei themselves. I feel like either Marcus or Warcury would be the ones asking most of the questions. Once everything is all figured out, and they realize that they can’t get back on their own plus you can’t send them back. Your home becomes their base of operations while they work on finding a way back to their world.

Living with the five of them definitely isn’t the best thing… They’ve completely taken over your home like Warcury straight up tells you one that all decisions about the household are to be run by him, if not all of them before they’re made…

You might think that means like “Oh the window broke? I need to talk to Warcury before I have it fixed”, and that would be ideal. But nope. You need to ask before you do literally anything…

Need to go to the store? Talk to Ethanbaron so he can set a budget, and tell you what to get. Heading to work? Talk to Warcury so he can tell you what you can’t tell your boss. Going on a walk? Talk to Marcus so he can tell you where you’re allowed to be. Gonna go for a drive? Talk to Saturn so he can join you for research about your world. Need some alone time? Talk to Shepherd so he can decide if you can have it.

Really the only things that you can do without talking to them about it first are housework, and basic human functions. It’s honestly exhausting, and you wish they would find the way home already…

It’s already bad enough that they’ve taken over your bedroom, and anytime that they demand to come with you when you go outside. You get stared at because of how tall they are, and how they won’t let you get too far away.

Like seriously, you took Shepherd shopping with you once and while he was looking at something. You wandered off thinking he was following you, the man proceeded to hunt you down and threatened to put you on a leash if you ever tried to leave him like that again.

That threat became a reality when you got too far ahead of Marcus while on a walk… The next day, you were wearing a makeshift collar with a leash attached to it…

Trying to explain that you couldn’t go out in public like this didn’t do any good. The only thing that they allowed was that you could cover it because it could be seen as very sexual.

It’s safe enough to say that living with them is an absolute nightmare half of the time. The other half is migraine inducing, but as time goes on. They almost seem to start rewarding you.

You get your bedroom back, you get the privilege of having an hour of uninterrupted alone time, Ethanbaron allows you to buy one or two things that he didn’t tell you to get.

Now this might not seem like much, but considering what you’ve been putting up with? These little rewards might as well be a dream come true…

Continue on with this life for a good long while, and you might even notice that the five of them might be trying to court you in their own subtle ways. It definitely doesn’t seem like much though.

It’s things like holding the door open for you, offering you an arm while you’re walking in public together, joining you whenever you’re indulging in something that you enjoy like a show or book or game, and listening when you talk.

It might not seem like much, but they are interested in you… For them, they can’t figure out why you aren’t noticing their advances… They’re doing things they don’t normally do…

Eventually the five of them will start to become frustrated, and even trying to show far more of this behavior in hopes that you’ll notice.

Honestly as well, they have found a way home by now… They just refuse to leave you, and are giving you a chance to come willingly…

Of course you don’t, and simply continue on with what you’re doing. Maybe even talking to someone over the internet in a romantic sense.

None of them have any idea how your phone works beyond that you use it to talk to people, and this thing called the internet. So you might be able to hide it from them for a good while.

How they’d find out? I can imagine that would go one of two ways…

One is that Ethanbaron tracks you down when you’re gone longer than allowed from the home which causes to be caught. I’d hope that you aren’t kissing the other person either… Immediate death…

Or the other is Saturn reads your messages on the screen while sitting next to you. All he needs to see is one hint of romance, and you’ve got a pissed off Ushi Oni who is demanding you explain…

Either way though, a meeting is called and you feel like you’re being interrogated for a horrific crime. They’re demanding every single detail about this person.

You can try to lie, but I don’t think it’d work in all honesty… You’d have an easier time achieving world peace than lying to the Gorosei…

Once they have sufficient information, one of them will remain behind. I can imagine it might be Warcury to ensure that you go absolutely nowhere. Meanwhile the other four leave the home.

Proceed to a breaking news broadcast about the four others wreaking absolute havoc on the area where you claimed the person lived. They’re describing it as a real life Godzilla or Cloverfield movie as they show no mercy.

You can try to plead with Warcury to get the others to stop, but he isn’t listening. Telling you that you’ve brought this on yourself for committing adultery, now you must watch.

”Adultery? We aren’t married!” “Enough of this nonsense… Yes, we are… Nothing you say can change that…”

So you’re forced to watch this news broadcast, Warcury might attempt to provide comfort if you begin to cry. But it’s probably just a hand on your shoulder, or forcing you onto his lap.

Either way, you’re still forced to watch until it’s all over. The four leave, and return home now that they’re sure they got the person.

The television will be turned off, and they’ll probably talk for a bit before it’s time to go. You’ll be dragged through the television with them into the One Piece world. Your body changing, and warping to fit the One Piece art style.

There’s no way back now, and as you sit in the room of authority with your partners. You’ll watch as the One Piece world changes things to make you fit in, your outfit changes and five different rings appear on your finger.

None of them will come off, no matter how hard you try. And you’ll soon notice as well that each of the five has a matching ring to go with one of the rings on your finger.

For example. If a ring has gemstones formed to look like a wing pointing right, Marcus has the same ring but the gemstones are a different color and the wing is pointing left.

The five of them will be pleased as they know that there’s likely no chance for you to escape. They were just in the room of authority doing average everyday things for them when they got transported.

So unless the same thing happens to you which they honestly doubt it will. You’ll be here forever, and there’s nothing that these old men like more…

I’d honestly recommend that instead of thinking of a way to escape, you should start bracing yourself…. With the way they’re looking at you, it’s safe enough to say that punishment is imminent for your “adultery”…

🖤-Imu (Time Travel AU)-🖤

So there is actually a good few ways that Time Travel AU can go, as I play around with it quite a bit in my head. You travel back to the actual One Piece world, you travel back to some kind of warped caveman or some other warped time period version of the One Piece world, or the first one but the character follows you back to the future and won’t leave.

For conveniences sake, let’s say it’s the first one. Now let’s get into it for real.

So let’s say that you’re someone who’s been working on building an actual real life Time Machine. You finish it, you test it with like a random object or something, it works! Now why not try it out yourself?

When you do, you wind up in Marie Geoise. You’ve never read anything about this sort of thing in the history books, so you start looking around at everything and documenting what you can.

Maybe you run into a problem with a few Celestial Dragons who think that you’re someone’s slave. Proceed to what’s probably the biggest headache of your life dealing with these guys…

Celestial Dragons being Celestial Dragons will probably try to punish and/or kill you for disrespect. And of course, it’s very much an “Oh fuck…” moment with you trying to reach for your return to the present device.

Don’t worry though! Because before anything can happen, you’re suddenly being arrested… These people are far from gentle with you as they drag you off.

Proceed to having all of your items confiscated especially whatever item you could have used to return to present day. Once you’ve been sufficiently searched, the interrogation begins.

Who are you? Where did you come from? How did you get here? How long have you been here? What was your intention in coming here? All sorts of stuff like that…

But then there are the weirder questions… Are you a natural (hair color)? Do you wear contacts, or have modified your eyes in some way? Do you have a birthmark in this specific shape? Do you enjoy wearing clothes of this style? If I say butterfly, what do you think of?

You might feel like you’re being watched during this interrogation as well, and not by the people with you. Trying to ask if they feel the same thing gets you nowhere as you’re simply told to quiet down, and answer the questions.

Once the questions have finally ended, they take a few things from you… They cut your hair, they make you fill a tube with saliva, they take some blood from you, they even have you bite something to leave an imprint of your teeth…

And then you’re left alone in the interrogation room for an incredibly long amount of time… They do feed and water you, but that’s really it.

You might think that this is a prison sentence, but you’re just being held while they check your DNA… If it doesn’t have the results they’re looking for, they’ll dispose of you.

But when it does result in you having a match with the other person. That’s when they’ll come back to you, they’ll haul you off somewhere but much gentler this time.

You’re brought to a restricted area, and you’re left in a room with a lot of greenery. There are a few butterflies going about, and some flowers. Alongside a sword in the floor.

What you don’t notice at first is the dark shadowy figure watching your every move. Bright red eyes watching how you do every single little thing from sneezing to just turning your head.

This is Imu, and they’re conducting their own personal test to see you’re really who they think you are… So far, you’re passing…

You’ll start to feel that same feeling of being watched so you’ll look, and finally spot Imu. Of course, you have the only normal reaction to seeing Imu… Fear…

And honestly the way that you react to them is all that Imu needs to see to know that it’s you. They’ll come close to you, and reach out a covered hand to almost lovingly caress the side of your face.

They’ll touch their forehead to yours in contentment, and welcome you home in their own scary Imu way.

Proceed to living with Imu, and them refusing to let you out of their sight for even a moment… It’s downright unnerving especially when they watch you do simple mundane tasks like you’re a movie or television show…

Imu blames your behavior towards them on memory loss so they’ll do their best to remind you. Recreating moments the two of you shared, allowing their skin to touch yours in hopes that’ll bring some memories, occasionally speaking to you.

They’re honestly doing more right now than they ever have when it comes to you. Imu believes that they’ve already lost you, and they’re not intending to have lost you for even a moment longer. They intend to do whatever it takes to remind you of who you are.

From telling you about “yourself” to far more extreme things. Did Imu have an island wiped from existence before they seemingly lost things? Imu will find a reason to wipe out another to hopefully click something in your head…

The entire time that this is going on, you’re likely trying to find a way back to your own time. You can try to ask Imu for your things back, but I’m unsure if Imu will let you have them.

Can you use them to leave them? What are they for? Why do you want them so bad?

Your relationship did start off quite rocky in the beginning with you being terrified of Imu until Stockholm Syndrome set in… “They could use these items to leave me forever this time” is what Imu tells themselves… So no… You can’t have your things back…

And just for good measure! Imu has them destroyed!

So now that your way back to the present no longer works, time is all out of whack for you… You’ll become sick as time destabilizes for you, and it tries to figure out what to do with you…

You’ll look and feel like you’re at deaths door until time figures things out, you won’t die but Imu will be convinced that you are going to.

Imu will probably pull Saturn away from his duties as a member of the Gorosei to identify what’s wrong with you, and hopefully fix you. Of course, he can’t figure it out.

This is the most stressed that Imu has ever been, and it shows… Saturn’s inability to fix you is stressing, and angering them… If Saturn wasn’t so useful, and also your one chance at survival then Imu might off him out of sheer frustration…

Imu doesn’t leave your side for even a minute during this either. Does Imu need to sit on the throne, and address the Gorosei? Not now… They can wait, and if it’s really important then they can come here…

Imagine the visual of that scene where the Gorosei bow to Imu as they sit on the throne, but instead Imu is sitting on a bed with you.

Eventually though, your illness passes when time finally figures out what to do with you. You rapidly recover, and Imu is so happy that they could kiss Saturn. They won’t, but they could…

As you can probably guess, the reason that you’re recovering is because time has decided what to do with you. It’s decided to completely cement you into this time, and turn you into the person Imu thinks you are.

Where Imu is so happy to see you picking up old habits of yours, you couldn’t feel more horrified as everything is changing. You can’t stop it either.

Imu simply thinks that you’re recovering from your memory loss finally.

They watch in absolute joy at how you’re picking up mannerisms that they claim you used to have, you start to want dress in the clothes that you apparently used to wear, all that sort of stuff.

If you realize as well what’s going on with you, there’s probably only way to fix it which is going back to your own time. Which can only be achieved by telling this terrifying being the truth.

So you work up the courage, ask Imu to talk, and once you’re sitting down with them. You’ll try to explain everything.

It’s definitely no surprise that Imu likely doesn’t believe you…

But if they do? I can imagine that Imu reaches for you, takes your hands, and looks directly into your eyes. You can probably feel your soul getting sucked out the more that they stare until they speak…

“You may not be them… But with your explanation, you will be soon… And I shall have them back…”

Imu doesn’t care at all as if time is truly cementing you here, and turning you into their partner. That’s just a blessing in Imu’s opinion.

Whatever took Imu’s S/O in the first place is being wiped away by time as it does what it thinks is best. It’s making it so that you become Imu’s S/O.

Was there some sort of memorial, or wanted poster out there for Imu’s S/O? There isn’t now… It completely disappears…

With you being turned into said S/O, there’s no reason for that to exist. And if the S/O is still out there somewhere? Time might just fuse you together, and let you melt completely into one person.

Freaky, I know. But it’s the only explanation I have.

During this time as well, your memories might even start to be altered as well. The present will become harder and harder to remember as they’re all replaced with memories of your time with Imu.

A memory about relaxing on the couch, and watching a movie? Now it’s a memory about lounging on the couch with your head in Imu’s lap as they play with your hair.

Imu will watch as you try to fight these changing memories, and remind yourself of who you truly are. If you make any reminders then Imu will personally dispose of them.

They probably wont be too aggressive with you during this time honestly… They know that you’ll be “back to normal” soon, and everything will be exactly how it should be…

Imu gets their sweet dear S/O back. All they have to do is comfort you, and prevent you from making this take any longer than it needs to.

All will be well soon… At least in Imu’s opinion…

[roguelov]

Dearest Depraved and Wicked Ones,

Come, please, gather around my fire and allow me such the honor to take you on a journey full of your finest and most lewd fantasies. Unfortunately to start, I need a hand. Please tell me your most sinful desires so I can fulfill them. Now, do we have a deal? Take my hand, there is no catch I promise. No? Still weary, I understand. Perhaps, we shall discuss some rules and boundaries so to speak:

My stories are wicked and vile, true, but they will be short. I have many customers to attend to

I have a list tacked on the wall in the back telling all the juicy kinks and tropes I allow in my home, do pick one or a few from the list. If you do not see a kink or trope you may ask about it but do know I have the right to refuse

I have curated a taste for certain characters which are also listed. Do pick one of them, however, if one character is not on the list you may suggest someone I may be persuaded

And finally I urge patience. I have a full schedule, but do enjoy your stay while I’m temporarily away

If you follow these rules and provide some context, I will be happy to provide. So? Do we have a deal?

I see you agreed to our terms, excellent. Now, take your time perusing my list, I do hope you find one to spark your wildest imaginations

Kinks and Tropes:

My current fandoms and fixations:

The Sandman

Morpheus

Hob Gadling

Calliope

Corinthian

Death

Desire

Lucifer

Lucienne

Johanna Constantine

One piece (both live action and anime)

Trafalgar Law

Donxiquote Rosinante/ Corazon

Roronoa Zoro

Vinsmoke Sanji

Portgas D Ace

Sabo

Red Haired Shanks

Nico Robin

Dracule Mihawk

Silvers Rayleigh

Smoker

Rob Lucci

Crocodile

[fictionthorn]

Hiii. How is it going? :)

If it doesn’t make you uncomfortable, could you please write for an SFW ABC for Rob Lucci or Brook?

I love them but I never find so few fanfictions/headcanons about them :(

Thanks!!!

SFW Alphabet: Rob Lucci

CW/TW: None Word Count: 1.0k

Activities - What are their favorite things to do with you? How do you spend your free time?

He likes training/working out with you. Whether it be you training/working out with him or just keeping him company while he does.

Boo! - How do they feel about surprises, giving and receiving?

He doesn't like surprises. Giving or receiving them. He finds them pointless.

Comfort - How do they comfort you when you’re upset? When the tables turn, do they come to you, or do they try to handle it themselves?

He’s not good at comforting you. Honestly, Hattori is better at comforting you when you’re upset. It’s mostly because Lucci doesn’t really know how to comfort.

Lucci knows he doesn’t like seeing you upset but he doesn’t know what to do about it other than take care of whatever or whoever is upsetting you. It might not be perfect, but he tries.

You’ve never seen him upset. Either because he doesn’t get upset or he doesn’t show it. Despite that, you still make sure to check in with him every once in a while. He appreciates how much you care.

Dance - Do they like to dance with you? How good of a dancer are they?

Lucci will not dance with you publicly, but there have been a few moments where he’ll dance with you at home. Usually in the evenings if you have music playing while the two of you clean up dinner.

You’re not sure where he learned but he is a very good dancer.

Excitement - How do they act when they’re excited? What excites them?

For the most part, Lucci acts the same when he’s excited. Aside from maybe a smirk.

He mostly gets excited over successful Cipher Pol missions. He also gets excited to see you when missions are over.

Future - What are their plans for the future? Do they see themselves getting married, having kids?

Lucci never planned on having a relationship. Even after he met you it took him a while to admit his feelings to you.

Now he plans on marrying you. However, he doesn’t plan on having kids.

Gifts - What do they give you as presents? How often do they get you gifts?

Lucci is the type to give you practical gifts. He doesn’t like the idea of getting you something that is just going to sit around so he’ll get you things you can use.

Normally he’ll get you gifts for special occasions like your birthday, holidays, etc.

Hold - How do they hold you? Cuddling, sleeping, holding hands…

When the two of you are out walking around together he’ll usually have an arm around your shoulders.

If your at home hanging out on the couch or something he likes when you sit between his legs.

In bed he tends to have his arms wrapped around your waist.

Ideal - What’s their ideal date like?

He’s a fan of coffee and breakfast dates.

Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they handle it?

He doesn’t get jealous often but there has been a few times someone has gotten a little too close.

Needless to say it didn’t end well for those people.

Kisses - How do they like to kiss you? How frequently do you kiss?

He doesn’t kiss you too frequently but when he does it’s always a passionate kiss.

Love - How do they show you that they love you?

He protects you. He makes sure you always feel safe.

Melt - What do you do that absolutely makes them melt?

You love him for who he is. He’s considered to be a killing machine by the Navy but that never bothered you.

Nicknames - What do they call you, and what are their favorite things to be called?

He’s not a fan of nicknames.

He likes your name and he likes hearing you say his name.

Obvious - How obvious do they make it that they like you?

Not at all. Lucci’s general personality is cold and distant making him next to impossible to read.

You didn’t know until he told you.

Pets - Do they have pets? Do they want them?

He has Hattori.

Quiet - How are the calm, quiet moments with them?

Most of your moments with him are calm and quiet but it’s comforting. You both just really enjoy each other's company.

Romance - How romantic are they? What are their go-to ways of being romantic?

He does his best on the romantic front.

His go-to way of being romantic is having breakfast ready by the time you wake up in the morning.

Safe - What makes them feel safe and comfortable around you?

The way you care about him. He doesn’t have a lot of people that genuinely care about him.

Tend - How do they act when you’re hurt or sick, and vice versa?

If someone hurts you it angers him to no end. One because you got hurt but also because someone was dumb enough to think they could get away with hurting his partner.

If you get hurt on accident or you’re sick, he’ll make sure no one bothers you so you can get plenty of rest.

He rarely gets hurt or sick but when he does he’ll insist that he’s fine even if it’s obvious he’s not. He doesn’t want to make you worry.

Unique - What’s an unusual thing about them that’s oddly charming?

His ventriloquist act with Hattori. You’ve gotta admit it’s kind of cute.

Variety - Do they prefer to keep things the same, or spice it up?

He likes to spice things up every so often.

Wash - What’s it like taking a bath with them, or helping them wash up after a fight?

It’s one of the few times you can fully get him to relax.

XO - How do they show you affection? How much PDA are they willing to show?

He isn’t a big fan of PDA. The most PDA he’ll show is having an arm around you.

Yearn - What do they do when they miss you?

He tends to miss you when he’s away on Cipher Pol missions.

He’ll do his best not to think about it and focus on his job.

Zzz - How do they act when they get sleepy? How is it sleeping in the same bed?

When he gets tired he’ll just go to bed.

He usually goes to bed before you. When you come to bed he’ll wait until you lay down before pulling you closer to him.

[shankss-magnificent-ass]

Imagine Rob Lucci trying to make up with you after an argument

Rob: [just got home from a long day at work and immediately sits down on the couch]

You: Oh, hey hon, did you just get home?

Rob: [sighs] yes

You: How was your day?

Rob: long

You: [notices he's being really kurt with you] That sucks. Since you had such a long day, would you like to pick what I cook for dinner?

Rob: Brandy.

You: [chuckles] I knew you would say that. That can be arranged, but what food would you like?

Rob: I don't care; you can make whatever you want.

You: right, how about something low-effort, like a charcuterie board?

Rob: [runs his hand over his face to try and tamp down his growing overstimulation] Fine by me.

You: hmm, I'll have to pop out to the market real quick, we're running low on cheese. I'll buy some cured meat while I'm out, probably prosciutto.

Rob: fine [gets up and tries to create some space for himself]

You: are you mad at me?

Rob: [tenses up as his temper flares, but manages to tamp it down] No. [doesn't know how to properly express his frustration and the need for space from his problems and people in general] I just... Want to be in space.

You: I might be able to help with that. Do you get drugs tested at work?

Rob: yes?

You: [ shakes your head and turns back into your seat] Then I can't help you.

Rob: [throws up his hands in frustration] Great, just leave me alone for a while.

You: Fine

Rob: [Snaps] Do you always have to have the last word?!

You: [gives him a warning look]

Rob: oh, now you have nothing to say!

You: just go into your study, before you say something both of us regret.

Rob: Don't you take that tone with me.

You: do whatever you want, Rob, I'm done with this. I'm going to the market. [Grabs your keys and wallet/purse and leaves without slamming the door]

Rob: [huffs and looks over at Hattori]

Hattori: [giving him a judgmental stare]

Rob: What are you looking at! You don't have a partner, you don't get to judge me. You single-feathered fuck.

Hattori: [shakes his head]

Two hours later

You: [comes into his study and aggressively puts a charcuterie board, and a glass of brandy down in front of him and storms out of the room without saying a word]

Rob: [realizes that he ruined your evening by being a dick and feels bad, so he gets up and follows you] I'm sorry, I took my frustrations about today out on you, and that wasn't okay.

You: [clearly still steaming mad at him]

Rob: I'll be more mindful of that in the future.

You: [deflates] Fine.

Rob: [knows you're still stewing] Why don't I draw you a bath? Hot baths pair well with charcuterie boards and wine.

You: Just a bath?

Rob: I'll put milk, honey, and oatmeal in it, so your skin is nice and soft.

You: a bath alone?

Rob: if you want.

You: I don't know

Rob: I can join you if you want? I'll even rub your shoulders.

You: and we can cuddle?

Rob: {smirks as he pulls you into his arms] yes, we can cuddle. [Kisses the top of your head]

You: Alright, you're forgiven then.

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[boa-h]

【Rob Lucci】 Lucci-san

Maybe it was because you had the Donquixote blood in your veins, you are quite kind for a Celestial Dragon. You didn’t like to speak much, nor did you have a lot of opinions on certain things. The only thing you were quite stubborn about was him. You first met Rob Lucci at a Reverie, what caught your eyes was the pigeon on his shoulder that had a matching outfit with him, and the funny looking goatee he has.

“Um…” You went up to him, tugging lightly at a corner of his suit. “That pigeon…” You pointed at his pigeon as he looked down at you.

“His name is Hattori, my lady.” He responded politely

“Can I pet him?” You blinked at him

“Of course.” Lucci gestured to Hattori to fly to your opened hands. He could’ve sworn he saw your eyes sparkle the moment you held his pigeon.

“Ah! I just remembered! Father-sama wanted me to go home for lunch!” You exclaimed, “I have to go, but hopefully I’ll see you again! Mister…”

“Lucci.”

“Mister Lucci.” You smiled as you returned his pigeon.

Lucci stared at your running figure, a Celestial Dragon addressed him as ‘mister’, how weird.

You never saw him again during the next few months.

Today, you laid on your bed, bored out of your mind. Until a knock on your door was heard.

“Come in.” You said, looking towards the door as someone opened it. Your eyes widened as the familiar white suit came into your view. You immediately sat up. “Lucci-san!”

“Glad to meet you again, my lady.” He bowed, “Saint Donquixote asked me to bring you down to the human world for an experience. I wonder if you’re ready?”

“Eh? Father-sama never told me this.” You tilted your head in confusion. “But it doesn’t matter! I’m sooooo bored. I’ll get changed, do I have to bring anything else?”

“No, my lady, we have it all prepared.”

“Great!” You clapped your hands together

“I will wait outside, come out whenever you’re ready.” He bowed again before exiting the room.

You quickly changed into a dress your father bought when he was in the human world, and also shoes that matched with the dress.

Lucci was a little shocked when you came out to meet him, he would’ve never expected a Celestial Dragon to wear human clothes.

“Shall we get going then?” You asked

“Of course.”

You two traveled down the Red Line and boarded a marine warship as you refused to go on the ship with the gold lion head, you didn’t want to attract that much attention.

Lucci brought you to a spring island where a lantern festival will be taking place. Night fell sooner than you expected, the festival started in no time. You and Lucci walked on the streets.

“Lucci-san, what is that?” you pointed to a food stand

“It’s Tanghulu, a candied fruit snack.” He said, “Do you want one?”

You nodded, “I want the strawberry one.”

He paid for the snack and handed it to you, your eyes lit up as you took the first bite.

“Yum!” You exclaimed, “Do you want some, Lucci-san?”

“I’m okay, my lady, I shouldn’t be sharing with you.”

“Aw, okayyy.”

The night went on, you two walked through the streets and across the bridges. You ate things you’ve never eaten before and seen things you’ve never seen before. You two ended the day by letting a few paper lantern boats into the river while making wishes. The fireworks lit up in the sky, you’ve never laughed as much as you did this night, just like he hasn’t smiled as much as he did.

For the next few days, he brought you to different islands for different festivals, and then it was time for you to return Mariejois.

“I had a lot of fun with you, Lucci-san. Thank you.” You smiled, bidding goodbye to him in front of your house.

“It was my pleasure.” He bowed again, using this advantage, you planted a kiss on his cheek

“I look forward to our next meeting, see you!” You exclaimed before running into your house, shutting the door behind you.

Lucci straightened his stiff body, touching where you kissed him, “Gotta marry her.” he murmured.

[myonepiece]

Masterlist 3

✿ Marco NSFW Alphabet A, D, N, O

✿ Sanji, Zoro, Law, Ace reaction to S/O doing an ahegao face

✿ Mihawk NSFW Alphabet B, F, I, K, M

✿ Shanks, Mihawk, Katakuri comforting his S/O dealing with the loss of someone close to them

✿ Kid, Killer, Law reaction to S/O drinking from a caup they’re holding between their large breasts

✿ Smoker, Crocodile when his S/O sprays him with water when he lights his cigar

✿ Killer, Kid reaction to crush saying she’s accidently not wearing any panties

✿ Zoro catching fem!crewmate who likes him kissing his cheek while he’s napping

✿ Doflamingo, Shanks, Law reaction to crush saying she’s accidently not wearing any panties

✿ Thirsting for Killer pt. 8

✿ Strawhats reaction to new crewmate patting their head

✿ Buggy, Usopp, Doflamingo fluff HCs

✿ Vinsmoke brothers cold S/O likes pink

✿ Ace, Luffy, Sabo reaction to S/O using her large bust as a storage compartment

✿ Kid Pirates reaction to strong and tough S/O crying in front of them for the first time

✿ Killer, Hawkins, Buggy, Mihawk when his S/O hides behind him because they see a celestial dragon they were supposed to marry

✿ Katakuri relationship HCs

✿ Vinsmoke brothers reaction to S/O with a plant power df that likes to make flower sculptures of him

✿ Kid songfic- Only You

✿ Smoker, Law, Ace when S/O greets them with sleepy cuddles when they come home late at night

✿ Rob Lucci honeymoon scenario

✿ Sabo relationship HCs

✿ Sanji, Shanks, Usopp when he tries to drop hints about his crush on you but you’re oblivious

✿ Kid Pirate going on the strawhat ship with their shy crewmate/crush and Brook asks to see her panties

✿ Killer scenario when his strawhat crush sees him in Wano after he loses his mask and eats the smile fruit

✿ Zoro with touch starved assassin S/O

✿ Zoro, Kid, Ace reaction to finding out their S/O is known for being merciless and has a high bounty

✿ Kid, Killer, Law when his witch S/O is taken to be burned at the stake

✿ Sanji, Kid, Ace nicknames for his S/O

✿ Katakuri, Killer, Mihawk, Luffy fluff HCs

✿ Sanji, Law, Ace with! touch starved assassin fem!s/o

✿ Kaku, Sabo when you flinch during an arguement

✿ Sanji scenario with naive S/O

✿ Vinsmoke brothers with clingy S/O

✿ Thirsting for Killer pt. 9

✿ Sanji, Kid, Killer aftercare HCs

✿ Zoro, Law, Franky fluff HCs

✿ Gif interpretation of Kid Pirates vs Strawhats after Sanji/Zoro hit his S/O who is part of Kid’s crew

✿ Sanji, Ace, Zoro scenario when they slap you

✿ Kid, Killer, Heat with badass fem!s/o

✿ Sanji, Ace, Law, Kid platonic relationship with reader HCs

✿ Kid, Killer, Law finding out his S/O is a witch

✿ Vinsmoke brothers reaction to emotionless S/O patting their head and telling them I love you before a mission

✿ Vinsmoke brother emotionless S/O only shows affention through violence and murder

✿ Sanji, Ace, Marco reaction to S/O being an ex slave who refues to talk about it at all

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✿ Masterlist 1

✿ Masterlist 2

✿ Masterlist 4

[theunderneath]

Mink asker here and Ikinda want headcanons for Brook, Usopp, Lucci and Kaku (you can decide if it's gonna be Mink S/O or not) also I don't judge you for simping to Fujitora and Perospero glad to know I'm not the only one fufufu

I'm gonna mink since I can't really think of anything else RN, sorry! Also, we're done with Usopp already, so I get to choose another character!

Brook

“Such a lovely creature! Though I can't see you that well... because I'm DEAD! YOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!”

Brook would kindly prefer it if you're not a dog type, for obvious reasons. He dose really like your hair, because he also has great hair and knows how hard it is to take care of something like that. He does enjoy your speed and strength, mostly because it is useful. LOVES full moon form, because more lovely hair he can look at.

He would not kidnap you, like at all. He a gentleman skeleton. Might really REALLY try to convince you to come with him on the ship. If the doesn't work he’ll beg, might even get the other involved. The other straw hats will kidnap you, not him.

Charlotte Cracker

“You remind me of one of my brothers, but... Weaker.”

He has seen Minks before, which is nothing new to him. What gets him is your strength, he’s always liked that. Your speed is a nice touch but he truly admires strength over all things. During the full moon, he’s on cloud nine. Just wants to watch you beat someone to death.

Kidnapping would be definite with him. It’s just too easy for him. He doesn't have to put work into making you, his. He just needs to convince his mama and then boom. You two will be married and his mama will have her wedding cake.

Rob Lucci

“Did you eat a zoan-type? No? Your a Mink?”

Great now there are two furrys. I feel like he would be very interested in you seeing how I don’t think he’s seen a Mink before. I could be wrong though. Anyways he mostly admires your strength and speed. He does like your knowledge of animal fur since you have a lot of it. Helps him out sometimes.

If he has to kidnap you then he'll take you by force. With his devil fruit, it'll be easy if he plans it right. He'll jump you at night when the sky is full of clouds and without a moon. He'll win, against you at least. He'll have everything ready for you at home, so don't worry.

Kaku

“A mink? Still kinda cute through."

First, again correct me if I'm wrong. I'm pretty sure he has never seen a mink before, but I don't know. Anyways he likes you and, overall finds you cute. Likes how strong you are, especially when the full moon rolls around.

Kidnapping you would probably be hard. He's strong don't get me wrong. It's just that he wouldn't want to hurt you, like at all. He'd probably drug you if anything. Slip a sleepy drug into your drink when you're not looking, probably.

[count-alucard-tepes]

O/p comes home to find S/o sleeping soundly in their bed with their baby.

What will the O/p's do?

Gently takes the baby and places them in their own bed before cuddling up into bed with his S/O:

Kizaru ✨

Akainu🌋

Fujitora 🐅

Sir Crocodile 🐊

Benn Beckman 🔫

King 👑

Izou🔫🔫

Gecko Moria🦇

Rob Lucci🐆

Karasu🐦‍⬛

Cuddles with his S/O and baby happily:

Katakuri Charlotte 🍡

Killer🔪

Queen👑

Buggy🤡

Marco the Phoenix 🦅

Rosinantè Donquixote aka Cora-San💕

Who’s-Who ❤️‍🔥👹

Gild Tesoro⚜️🏅

Koby🦸💘

Oven Charlotte 🍞

Wakes his S/O up and then cuddles with the baby, “…hey…I’m hungry…go make me a snack” :

Ryokugyu 🌱

Doflamingo Donquixote 🦩

Kaido🐉

Dragon D Monkey 🐉🐒

Eustass Kidd🤘🎸

Iceburg💜