#strawberry witch's bakery ー 🍓

[softlypaintedseafoam]

🍓ー thank you for your patronage at the strawberry witch's bakery! here's your order!

requested by: a lovely anon! 🍓 -> luffy + strawberry milk (i love you)

"Tired," you question for the sake of conversation.

Your lips quirk into a smile when Luffy makes a grunt of agreement in reply. 'Tired' is an understatement. It's no overestimation to say the lot of you are exhausted; Whole Cake Island, Big Mom and her vast array of children just barely behind you.

'Exhausted' is best word to describe the feeling of those present on the ship. It's barely the morning but it still feels like you all should be asleep. It would have been nice if the night could have lasted a little longer. You release an audible sigh, at peace. Even with your exhaustion, you're at peace.

Sanji has returned and even with the crew separated ー miles and miles of sea in between ー it feels as all is once again right in the world. Sans the oddity in part of your crew missing, it's like nothing has changed.

Nami draws her maps, plotting calculated yet safe courses for the crew's trip.

Chopper replenishes his supply of medical goods.

Sanji cooks up a storm of seasonings and aromatic fragrances.

Even Carrot's laments that Brook's bones are too hard to garchu properly has become part of your normal. It's nice to see the rabbit mink in better spirits, all the events that transpired at Whole Cake Island considered.

What's important is that you're all alive.

A lot has been gained, a lot has been lost.

Who knew where Jinbei was. Was he already trailing the Sunny to Wano or was he still within the confines of Big Mom's sea? Your guess is as good as anyone else's. You choose to trust in his promise to Luffy regardless.

Looking at the captain in question, your lap as his pillow, you don't fight the affection bubbling beneath your skin. He's battered, bruised but he's alive and he's yours. In the rare moments Luffy is quiet and not bouncing off the walls, it's almost as if he is in a state of meditation. Pondering things, worlds, you're not sure you entirely comprehend.

"You should get some sleep if you're tired," you murmur, lips brushing against his forehead. Whatever he is thinking, you treasure the moments when Luffy simply wants to be alone together even if not many words are exchanged between you.

"I'm not that kind of tired," Luffy protests softly, brow furrowing. Eyes a brown so dark they may as well be black give you a look too stern for the situation.

"Yeah, yeah," you card your fingers through messy black hair, with a chuckle. You remember distinctly thinking two years ago that his hair must be softer than it looks. You're pleased to tell your younger self that their assumption was correct. Luffy's hair is a texture softer than soft. "My mistake, Captain," your tone has a playful lilt to it, nothing a fraction close to serious. "I don't doubt you at all."

Luffy beams, eyes crinkling at the corners and his smile brighter than the sun. "Good!"He nods with his exclamation. "I love you," light as his tone is, the words he says are never meant lightly. He says it blithely, joyously, like freedom itself has finally been gifted upon humanity. His words are a treasure.

Your index finger and thumb glide continuously over a particular strand of Luffy's hair, a grounding sensation. You have to or you'll float far, far away from the Sunny and back into the realm of the sky islands. I don't think you'd let me, though. It's too easy imagining a stretchy, rubbery arm latching around you after looping your waste ten times over. Wherever you go, Luffy is sure to follow not far behind. "Love you too," you kiss his forehead again.

[softlypaintedseafoam]

🍓ー thank you for your patronage at the strawberry witch's bakery! here's your order!

requested by: @hash-slinging-slasher-trash 🍓-> ace + strawberry shortcake (starry nights)

Laughter erupts from the two you before any words are exchanged. You've spent a fair amount of your life hiding in alleys with Portgas D. Ace, you doubt that will change any time soon.

"Out of all the traits you kept, you kept dine and dashing," you slap your hand over your mouth. A block away you hear the mob of angry restaurateurs; cooks, waiters, hostesses. "If you're not scaring the locals with your narcolepsy, you're pissing them off when you run out."

"We thanked them for the meal, didn't we?" Ace snickers, boyishly charming in the moon's glow. Date nights between pirates aren't necessarily the most unconventional occasions, all things considered.

You find privacy where you can on the ship, enjoy a dinner or two at a restaurant when on dry land… Well, considering you're technically criminals, perhaps dashing after dining is a more common occurrence between romantically-involved pirates than you originally thought.

You snort as your laughter subsides. If you close your eyes, it's easy to pretend the frustrated staff behind you are the ones from Dawn Island. Now that you've gone and Luffy has certainly embarked on his journey across the seas, you're sure they've all celebrated. No more losses; at least not from you three. "If only being polite paid," you lean against the coolness of the brick wall behind you.

Ace sighs, nodding in agreement. "It's a damn shame," he's smiling despite his laments that reality is quite the travesty.

In theory it would have been easy to pay. Typically, you do. There used to even be chance games like rock, paper, scissors to decide who'd be paying off the angry horde next.

Most certainly, in theory, it also would have been easy to stay on the Moby and eat for free.

It's a childish impulse really; one that possesses you strongly from time to time.

Easy as it is to pay ー even with the ungodly amount of food Ace consumes ー sometimes it's more fun to run. It's oddly freeing to laugh and shriek out your gratitude. See Ace's hair tussled by the wind, his hat hanging on simply by the cord clinging to his neck. It makes you feel like a kid again; something only amplified by how freeing the night feels with the moon and stars above.

Furthermore, who is going to stay on the Moby when Swiftshell is new and uncharted land? Autumn islands have always been your favorite; you have to enjoy it while you're here.

It isn't until the coast is clear that the two of you disembark from your hideaway in the alley, fingers snugly intertwined.

"That worked up my appetite," Ace sniffs. You can't help but wonder where everything he eats goes. You're sure you've seen your boyfriend eat more food combined in one sitting than what a man of Whitebeard's stature should consume. "We should grab some local specialties from the souvenir shops before we set sail tomorrow. I really liked those spicy chips they have. Pops'll need something light on the stomach though…"

You airily nudge your side into his, "alright, but we're paying that person, at least." Ace makes a noise that's a cross between a snicker and something agreeable.

With that sorted, you swing your hands between you both, enjoying the warm-tinted breeze. True autumn may be your preference, but an autumn island's spring is quite pleasant when mixed with the natural heat Ace exudes. You give his hand a squeeze, lips curling pleasantly when you feel a squeeze in return.

[softlypaintedseafoam]

🍓ー thank you for your patronage at the strawberry witch's bakery! here's your order!

requested by: @babygurlenthusiast 🍓-> blackbeard + strawberry galette (long distance call)

"Enjoying the Dressrosa?"

Your lips quirk into a smile instinctively at the throaty voice projecting from the transponder snail. "Possibly," there's a lilt to your tone.

It is a beautiful country; you'll give the Warlord that commands the country that much. The fragrant smell of paella in the air, the dancing women and the stunning flora. It's easy to forget why you're in Dressrosa, although you've already relented in letting Burgess handle the affairs concerning the battles taking place in the Colosseum. The country seemingly has romance woven into its soul.

Certainly a stark contrast from Hachinosu, which is ragged around the edges filled with many a character. There may be no grace to be seen but it's still home.

The snail rumbles from Teach's distinctive laugh. "You're not planning on running off and staying there are you?"

"Don't tempt me, I just might after the stunt you've pulled," you reply smoothly, side stepping a rambunctious group of children passing by. There's no real stunt you can think of but the banter is too fun to pass. "You know the women here apparently like stabbing their lovers? Maybe I should take a page out their book when we get back."

Despite your mischievous words, Teach's next words come in a panicked frenzy. "I did something?" Teach has done many things, some of which have admittedly annoyed you, but there's nothing the man has done that would lead to that sort of phone call. "I already replaced that wine you were aging, so you can't keep holding that against me!"

"Don't worry, just a joke," you chuckle. Teach had certainly been given a strongly-worded talking to when the Wine Incident occurred. "And that wine better still be there when I get back," there's an audible sigh from the other side of the line and a pout-filled grumble. "I'm serious. Have Kuzan guard my wine with his life if it's necessary."

Contrast to when you initially joined the Blackbeard Pirates, shortly after the Summit War, there were plenty more in the fleet. It's hard to believe how much the crew had grown in two years. In certain ways, it makes you nostalgic. You miss when there weren't as many of you, it made the crew feel a touch more homey.

There's something to love about Hachinosu, however. The community of scalawags that call the place home never cease to make you laugh. There's Teach, whose vision of the world you believe in and whose luck never seems to run out. There's comfort. Burgess needs to hurry and grab the devil fruit you've come for, your skin itches with anticipation. "We should do something nice when I get back," you smile to yourself, giddy. "I'm not sure what, but we should. No goons or schemes; a classic and fun date. Like in the books I read when I was younger."

"We're short on candlelit restaurants here. There's no shortage of goons either," Teach counters but there's no bite. "We'd have to go off island for that. There's no place good enough for the future rulers of the sea."

Your cheeks are warm and your smile large at his words. Whatever future he envisions, you're in it. "Well we don't have to do all that," you cede with ease. "What if I cook something; just for the two of us? You supply the candles."

[softlypaintedseafoam]

i am a strawberry witch! my magic is centered around strawberries, plants and all things sweet! i use my magic to make lovely treats in hopes of making people smile!

ー welcome to the strawberry witch's bakery!

welcome to my first event, just in time to celebrate the month of love! whether it's cold or warm in your hemisphere, hopefully you're able to snuggle up with your beloved. submit a character with a treat of your choice in my ask box and a sweet drabble will be sent your way! -> fandoms: one piece, jujutsu kaisen, wind breaker, our life 🍰 -> closes: february 8, 2025🍓

SWEETS

🍓strawberry shortcake -> starry nights

🍓strawberry tart -> making up after a fight

🍓strawberry galette -> long distance call

🍓strawberry cobbler -> anniversary

BEVERAGES

🍓strawberry-infused water -> fox's wedding

🍓strawberry milk -> "i love you"

🍓strawberry lemonade -> secret relationship

🍓strawberry green tea -> love notes

PAST ORDERS

one piece

strawberry milk。ft. monkey d. luffy

strawberry shortcake。ft. portgas d. ace

strawberry galette。ft. marshall d. teach

strawberry tart。ft. trafalgar d. water law

strawberry shortcake + strawberry milk。ft. trafalgar d. water law

strawberry lemonade。ft. vinsmoke sanji

strawberry lemonade。ft. buggy the genius jester

strawberry cobbler。ft. sir crocodile

jujutsu kaisen

strawberry lemonade。ft. gojou satoru

*links will be added as each request is finished. thank you all so much for participating, i've been having fun working on each request!