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Imagine if Whole Cake Island was a full on musical except Sanji is the only one unaffected by whatever is in the air so he goes around sulking & non harmonizing & being annoyed with everyone because he's the only one aware of it. Not only would it be hilarious, but it would further emphasize how much he isn't supposed to be there. How out of place he is.

Even the strawhats start singing when they hit Totto Land waters. Luffy has a whole song about how hungry he is after he decides to starve himself in protest called "meat" but it's actually a metaphor about yearning for the return of his Sanji. Nami has a whole villain esque song about taking advantage of the Homies & Zeus. Chopper & Carrot have a cute little tune about being in dessert heaven.

There's even a big multi POV song about everyone getting ready for the wedding & how they're actually getting ready for their respective ploys—murdering the vinsmokes & attempting to stop said murder. Sanji is flabbergasted because how is no one else hearing everyone's true intentions? You're literally belting your scheme step by step next to your enemy! Whatever. Guess this is normal here. Anyone who tries to pull him into a song gets a kick to the face.

Brook actually also knows what's going on, but he's in his element and having too much fun so he doesn't say anything in. He has the best numbers in the entire arc & the musical quality of the islands actually give him a powerup during fights. The better the performance the more power radiates off his body.

His power ballad about wanting to see Big Mom's panties is so powerful it's actually able to be heard by everyone in Totto Land. They all stop what they're doing to vibe & enjoy the killer guitar solo. Even the Vinsmokes & Big Mom Pirates pause being assholes to enjoy the song.

When the crew is leaving Big Mom's territory they suddenly become aware of all the singing they did & Sanji tells them how weird it was. Brook accidentally lets it slip he too was completely aware & so Nami beats him unconscious for not telling her. They agree not to tell the others in Wano & make a pact to take it to the grave. What happens in Totto Land stays in Totto Land.

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"you're so cute, captain!"

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We can all agree that Sanji is a virgin yeah? Yeah.

He has touched himself for sure, multiple times by now, but someone else? Ah. No. Not that he minds it, Sanji has bigger fish to fry (both metaphorically and literally) but when you come into the picture? He actually gets anxious and perhaps a bit paranoid about it, especially if it isn't your first time.

It's more so that he wants everything to be perfect. He needs to be perfect. Instead of being like a too horny, anxious, and unsure teenager, he's going to be- but at the same time he cannot wait, he needs to see what you look like underneath all your pretty clothes. Although he fears he might cum just by the sight of it.

But Sanji doesn't mind when you tease him about it, that's for sure. You can tease him about being a virgin or just pushing your body against his, he won't do anything about it. He will just stay there, being all red and almost with smoke coming out, taking whatever you want from him passively, never daring too much; maybe an hand on your lower waist, maybe gently caressing your stomach, nothing never too daring.

When things finally escalate Sanji is overjoyed, he can finally see your body in all of its glory and more importantly, he can finally feel you; how good you feel, how you ache for his touch, how tight you feel. It's very overwhelming for him, and he has to stop from cumming deep inside of you multiple times. Poor poor Sanji, he will definitely cums at least twice for his first time

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one piece saved my life man

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Eepy

Warm fingertips rubbed at stinging eyelids that wished to lower, for even just a moment, but with the ongoing party it would prove to be a bit difficult.

Boa Hancock, yes the same Princess and Warlord who fought against the Navy in Marinefold and ruled over an island of women, had found her way to the Straw Hat ship and thus the party ensued.

But it had been a few days since you slept properly, and the energy of your friends could only charge your social battery for so long.

Voices raised in cheers as Ussop danced on the table, waving an erratic hand at your leaning form in the distance and you lifted your own weakly Only for it to turn inward to smother a yawn.

Every second passing felt like sand was filling your body, one grain at a time.

You pushed yourself from your corner to dip past Boa's crewmates and your own, slipping by a boozy Nami who attempted to pull you into the conversation. "Sorry, what was that?" you shrugged your arms loosely, backward steps taking you farther from her reaching grasp "I can't hear you"

An eepy smile split your lips in two until you near flattened into the Snake Princess herself, she didn't seem too impressed at your dripping form "You're lucky my darling Luffy is your Capitan"

"Yeah, he sure is great" A familiar feeling swelled below your breast as a dopey smile spread across your cheeks. Boa's eyes scanned you until cheerful laughter grew close and tanned hands grabbed onto your shoulders from behind, the rubber noise closing in till Luffys weight smacked against your strong back. Very used to his accidental tackling.

"Hey guys! What's goin' on over here!" Luffy asked, wrapping his stretchy limbs around you and pressing his warm cheek against yours "We playin' a gaaaaaame?"

Oh god, if Boa could she'd probably turn you into stone, grind you up, and sell you on the streets as one of Caesar's newest drugs.

Your hands reached for Luffy's wrists and you released yourself from the Monkey boy's hold "Actuallllyy BOA! Has something really cool to talk to you about!"

Luffy turned to the oozing Warlord, the princess raised her hands to her chees and shook her head at the mere coincidence. Her darling must be here to prove his love for her, of course!

The pirate king-to-be could stand still for only so long, and with all that blushing going on it didn't seem like Boa was gonna tell him that cool thing you were talking about any time soon. Speaking of, where did you go?

You were right here, when did he let you go?

Luffy turned on his spot a few times, and then a few times more. Which way?

The door to the Dorms clicked and Luffy's ear flinched.

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Wriggling fingers scratched at the back of your head as another yaw widened your mouth, the heavy breath caving your chest as dry lips smacked against each other "Man, Franky really outdid himself with these walls"

You'd never think there was a party's worth of Pirates littered on the other side. You could still hear their muffled talk but soon you'd be met with silence, just a few more dull steps and you could collapse into one of the boy's hammocks or one of the girl's double beds- whichever door your grasp made it to first.

A cold nob filled the cup of your palm but the flip of flops flapped through the empty hall air, "Heeeey You" Luffy called with a cheeky grin "Where you headin' to? The party's the other way"

"Well..." you hummed, releasing the oval handle and leaning your back against the door "Let's say I'm a little partied out for now"

Your Capitan's head cocked. Suddenly recalling that you'd been on the night shift for a while, yet you still kept up with the crew's manic days and random Marine jumpings.

"You want some company?" The familiar invader of your sleepy time took a sneaky step closer, raising an arm to flatten his palm against the door. Luffy bowed slightly so the rim of his infamous straw hat bumped against your hairline.

The memory of Luffy's long fingers digging into the flesh of your pelvis shocked your insides, a stomach tightened as you recalled how hoarse his breath was. Your Capitan's voice a few shades deeper than his current tone.

No, it was something you promised yourself wouldn't happen again.

"That's alright, Capitan" you pinched his nose "I'm just a little tired tonight"

You missed the curve of Luffy's brow while you turned to reach for the handle again, it wasn't very often when it was just to two of you y'know. He pressed his lips together in a silly face, mulling out his next question slowly "Dooo yooou want... a sleeping buddy?"

Your torso twisted, neck slowly tuning as Luffy moved to stand a little closer behind you, leaning closer with every chance he could get. "Don't you have a Princess to host?" you teased, one hand ahead of you, fingers wrapping around the chilly nob before passing through a shadowy bedroom threshold.

Luffy seemed to think about it, glancing between you peeling off a shirt and the door swinging temptingly at the end of the hall. He could already hear a few distant partiers asking where the Capitan of The Sunny may be.

"Nah" He stepped through the doorway "I wanna be with you tonight"

#franky #luffy x oc #monkey d. luffy #one piece #one piece fandom #monkey d luffy x reader #Fluff #Reader eepy #one piece fanfiction #fluff #lill smut (?)

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baratie arc aka. luffy bothers some guy into being his husband

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Op man and the nickname they give to you

I have a lot of things to write, but the holidays have been a marathon and right now I’m on a holiday 🥲 so a little-little headcanon for now!

character: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Law & Ace

cw: fluff and a little of spicy 🌶️

Luffy: mooncake, sweetie, pumpkin, dumpling

Zoro: woman, babe, little demon , my perfect slut

Sanji: mon cherie, princess, my love, sugar, my lovely whore

Law: menace, dummy, babydoll, my good girl

Ace: sunshine, peach, hotshot, hottie, my good little slut

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𝐈 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ³

𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞, 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞...

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: a ghost from your past makes a surprise appearance, dragging forth all the regrets and wishes you'd spent years trying to drown. and yet, some strange string of Fate keeps you and the future king of the pirates intertwined, for better or for worse.

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: opla!luffy x gn!reader

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 3.6k

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: use of Y/N, gn reader, ANGST, alcohol, an existential crisis probably

𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬: the 1 (long pond), i want to live, son of nyx

part one . part two . part three . part four

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

If someone asked you how many years you’d been a marine, your answer would be uhm, well, less than ten, because the actual number was lost to you. But you knew it’d been less than ten. Being with the marines for more than a decade was a thought that shot nausea straight to your gut.

However long it’d been, things had reached a comfortable norm. You rarely saw Koby those days. Back when you were stationed on the same ship, you and he had grown close, finding something familiar in the soul of the other. Now Koby was a captain, you were just under him in rank as a commander, and the two of you were under different commands. 

You rarely noticed when a day passed anymore. It was all a numbing cycle of chores, reports, and arrests—repeat. Your cohorts had taken to a game they called Make-Y/N-Crack, in which they did everything in their power to draw any sort of reaction from you.

No one had won so far, your deadpan too seeped into your whole being that you’d near forgotten how to smile.

Your main indicator of a passage of time was the wear and tear of Luffy’s wanted poster, one of his very first, and certainly not his last. It was faded in some places and torn in a corner, but you held it close to you wherever you went, including the island your ship was stopped at for supplies. 

Given that the ship would be there for a few days, you and your fellows had one night to yourselves to roam the town and do as you pleased. 

“Commander—”

“We’re off duty, Nia. Call me my name,” you said evenly, cutting off the soldier girl. Nia burned bright red, mouth snapping shut. You sighed. “What do you need?”

“Well, I was just wondering why you’re going that way?” she asked, jutting her chin at the side street you’d been headed toward when she called you back. Behind Nia, a rowdy crowd of fellow marines waited for their friend to join, each casting you a contemplative kind of glower. “We’re all headed to the bar, if you wanted to come?”

They all hated you, for reasons you didn't bother to fathom. All except Nia, who was possibly too gentle to be a commissioned marine, in your opinion. “I’m fine. I know where I’m going.”

She nodded once and turned tail, jogging after her friends who nudged her shoulder with a tease you didn’t catch. You stood for a moment and watched them go; you watched their easy smiles and close camaraderie, and you missed that.

Koby flourished in this line of work, setting out everyday to make this world better. You felt you should be doing the same—that you were doing the same—but it all felt so useless. So mundane. Worthless.

You had yet to cross paths with the pirate Monkey D. Luffy. It hadn't yet been a decade, but what if ten years did pass? What then? Would you continue as you are, mindlessly walking a path you’d carved for yourself?

“I need a drink,” you muttered, turning back down the dimly lit street. 

You were somewhat familiar with the town, having been here once before around a year ago. Koby had been with you then, that being one of your last weeks together before he was promoted and moved to a different ship.

It was your intention to find the cozy tavern once again to maybe mull over some of your less-bitter memories. That thought had you running a hand over your face. What’s become of me?

Sometimes you forgot why you’d joined the marines, and then the poster tucked into the pocket of your coat burned with the reminder. Other times, you wondered why you stayed after all this time (you hadn't found a decent answer for that yet).

You found it was easier to get drunk than to wonder where your decisions had led you.

The moment you stepped into the tavern a wave of warm air hit you, along with the odor of sweat, alcohol, and bread. Not the most pleasing combination, but you trudged inside and beelined for the bar anyway. 

The bartender shot you a tight grin, stress lining her forehead. “What can I get ya?”

“Surprise me,” you muttered, setting some money down on the counter. She swiped it up and made to fetch a drink, but her eyes found your messy uniform first. She hesitated, glancing up at you, before warily continuing on her way.

You threw your head into your hands, heaving a sigh. You really should have changed before leaving the ship. Being a marine didn’t make you popular with a great many people. You liked it when town’s smiled at you even when they saw your uniform, but those occurrences were growing fewer and farther between.

If only you had Koby’s optimism. If only you had the guts to stand up. If only you’d gone with Luffy. If only, if only, if only…

He’d probably forgotten all about you, moved on with the sea in his hair and light in his eyes. 

“Here you go.” The bartender placed a drink to your right. You cast it a glance and pulled it closer, peering into the dark liquid. “Strong stuff. Ya look like you need it.”

You nodded through a huffy laugh. “Thanks, miss.”

After cracking your neck you tipped back your drink, grimacing at the sting and just plain awful taste. She chuckled as she walked away. “Told you.”

“Yeah, yeah,” you mumbled into the cup, taking another swig and slamming it back down with a cough.

A figure plopped into the seat beside you, the ruffling of their coat meeting your ears. They let free a hefty sigh, and you swore you felt their exhaustion just radiating off their skin. 

“Brandy, if you please.”

You choked into your cup, this time not from the rancid burn. Stiff as a board, you stared daggers into the bar, hands tight around the cup. The bartender handed over a glass to the person beside you.

“Thank you, sweetheart.” That voice was gruff with a sly tilt to it. You knew that voice.

You didn’t want to turn, but you did anyway, wide eyes landing on the profile of a one armed, red haired pirate you thought for certain you’d never see again.

Shanks swirled around his liquor before taking a drink, slamming the cup back down a moment later. Really, you should have fled the site and gone to spend a miserable night with the other marines. But your whole body was seized up, eyes locked on Luffy’s idol.

“I—” you squeaked, cupping a hand over your mouth an instant later as Shanks cast you a side eye.

Immediately, he was curious, wondering why exactly this kid looked so familiar. He turned his head, disturbed by how you stared at him like you’d seen a ghost. scrutinizing your face, it hit him like a punch to the gut; in his mind’s eye he shrank you down a few feet, gave you a set of buck teeth, and placed you next to a little curly headed boy.

“Y/N?” He laughed. “What—You’re so big!”

Though he smiled, you couldn’t help but picture his face in a wanted poster. Your uniform felt all too hot and heavy all of a sudden. “Uh…”

“What’re you doing here, kid?” He clapped you on the shoulder and nearly knocked the breath out of you. “Where’s Luffy? I never thought I’d see one without the other.”

You hated to spoil his excitement at the prospect of seeing the boy, so you avoided the question altogether. “I’m here for work.”

He saw right through you, his smile losing some of its genuineness. “And Luffy?” You turned and tipped back the last of your drink, and Shanks finally noticed your attire, particularly the familiar emblem. “Shit—the Marines? Really?”

Annoyance crept up your mind. You held your cup in both hands, gaze hung. “Commander Y/N, at your service.”

“Commander… wow.” He shifted to completely face you, a grin working up his face. “That’s amazing.”

You had expected a shout, maybe the retrieval of his pistol. Not whatever that was. You faced him warily, catching pride flashing in his eyes. “You’re not angry…”

“Why would I be?” He waved for the bartender to bring him another drink, motioning two fingers at her. “You’re successful. Always knew you would be, Worm.”

A childish part of you fluttered at the mention of that old nickname. Bookworm. Hah. You hardly read these days, always too busy. The bartender put down two shot glasses and swept away. “But… My job is to catch pirates like you.”

He scoffed, nudging your glass toward you. “No offense, Commander Bookworm, but you’re not catching me anytime soon.”

“I wasn't going to try. Just saying.” You picked up the glass and watched him reach to clink his to yours. Letting slide a scant smirk, you accepted the cheers and shot back the liquid in sync with Shanks. 

You nearly gagged again as you set the glass back down, laughing. “God, I hate liquor.”

Shanks nudged you as he called for yet another drink. “Can’t say the same.” The conversation fell short, and Shanks cast you a glance as you fiddled with the fabric of your coat. “Mind if I ask how you got here? I mean, I figured for sure you’d be with Luffy. You’ve seen his poster, right?”

“Of course,” you snapped back, your hand passing over your pocket. “I, uhm… A while back, Luffy escaped…”

His eyes held a misty sadness. “And you didn’t.”

You found yourself shaking your head, hands closing into fists. “I chose to stay behind.”

Shanks waited for you to elaborate, blinking blankly. And when you didn’t— “Why the fuck would you do that?”

“Excuse me,” you startled.

“Why the fuck,” he enunciated incredulously, “would you stay behind? He’s gotta be beside himself.”

Straightening up, you narrowed your eyes at him. “Even if he was, it’s been years, Red Hair. He’s gotten over it—”

“Have you?” The question was instantaneous, no hesitation behind the dagger-like words.

“What?”

“Gotten over it. I doubt you have.”

You gaped at him. “You know nothing about me. Don’t think you’ve got me all figured out just because you ruined my life by giving Luffy all those stupid dreams—” You choked, huffed, and attempted to make a quick escape.

Shanks’ hand found your shoulder, gentle yet firm, and you plopped back onto your seat, eyes closed tight. “Let me go.”

“I’m sorry,” he said slowly. “Okay? I’ll back off.”

Without asking or saying anything at all, the bartender set another glass of that awful drink in front of you. You took a sip, shaking his hand off and taking a moment to breathe. “It was for the best, all right? I would only hold him back. Look how far he’s come. He couldn’t have done that with me lagging after him.”

“Why would you be lagging?” When you didn’t answer, only turning your face away, he nudged you with his shoulder. “Worm?”

That name made it hard to take anything seriously, but somehow, you managed, hissing out a sigh through your teeth. “It’s much easier to read about other people being brave.” Chewing your lip, “I like to read about heroes, mostly to remind myself why I’m not one.”

“You’re a marine. Surely sometimes you’re a hero.”

“Sometimes.” Throwing caution to the wind, you drank your whole glass in one swig, letting the alcohol simmer through your blood and turn your mind hazy. 

“What did you mean,” he asked. “When you said I ruined your life?”

“Oh. It’s nothing.”

“Tell me.”

You tried to slide off the stool again. “Goodbye, Shanks.”

He didn’t stop you this time, only shifting to watch you slowly trudge away. Shanks scoffed. “C’mon, Worm. What’re you so afraid of?”

Lots of things. You were afraid of spiders and falling, though not of heights themselves, and you quite liked the daddy-long-legs. You were afraid of losing, of failing, of being wrong. Of seeing Luffy again and having him be completely disappointed with what he saw. An all consuming fear that you can’t change what you are, that you’re too far down this road to ever think of turning back.

You hardly realized you’d stopped walking until Shanks was at your side, moving to catch your distracted gaze. “Kid?”

You swallowed thickly. “I was always content with my fate. Luffy wasn’t, and a lot of that has to do with you. The rest was his own passion.” That incessant burn resurfaced in your throat. “So I stayed because I wasn’t about to drag him down with me. He’s too good. I…”

Dammit. You’d been doing so well. You hadn’t cried in months. Trying to glare, you spat, “Goodbye.”

You made to walk past him and actually leave the building this time, but he caught your wrist. Whirling around, your curses were cut off by a quick and dangerous offer: “Come join my crew.”

Shanks was so sincere, nearly hopeful as he stared into your eyes. You wondered if this is how your father would look at you if he knew how to be kind.

Barely breathing, you shoved every word and every notion down to the pits of your mind, retracting your arm to wrap it around yourself. A singular tear fled your eye and was wiped away in an instant. Shaking your head, you backed away from him, trying not to stumble, and bolted out of the tavern. 

The worst of it was Shanks’ sad sigh you caught as you fled, like he’d expected this, like he was wondering why he bothered to ask.

Later, you found Nia and the others waltzing back up to the ship. Your face was dry and your expression a void, and Nia smiled as she raced toward you. 

“Commander!” She skidded to a stop, backtracking, “Sorry. Y/N.”

“What is it?” you said a little too harshly.

She wasn’t perturbed, grinning up at you. “Did you find what you were looking for?”

Your heart held this odd numbness you had come to equate with acceptance. Luffy’s poster burned like hellfire in your pocket. “I think so.”

Nia invited you to join the rest of them in the ship’s galley, promising good conversation and cheap wine smuggled on board. You told her you’d think about it, and she chased her friends up the gangway and onto the ship. 

The sea licked at the wood of the docks and the wind bit at your skin. And you stood solemnly, watching that crumpled wanted poster become saturated by murky water till it sank out of view.

You regretted it instantly, a recurring theme for you, apparently. 

How easy would it be to walk away from the marine vessel and find Shanks again? How simple would it be it to ditch this marine’s coat and set off on your own? Your hands started to tremble at the very notion. Not easy and not simple at all. 

Casting a glance up at the starry sky, you bit back a sob, and you made a wish on the first star you laid eyes on. Please, please don’t hate me.

Stiffening, you set your jaw and cursed yourself. You had to get a hold of yourself. Being a marine was hell for you, but you’d been doing it for years. Seeing a ghost from your past and having him give you a chance shouldn’t be so crushing. Honestly, you should be cursing Shanks for giving you an offer you didn’t deserve. This was all his fault, all Luffy’s fault—

And you broke, breath seizing as a silent cry fled your lips. 

You loved him—of course you still loved him. You would until you died, you think. And that was the problem. With your arms wrapped around yourself, you thought back to the day everything changed.

Luffy’s little broken boat, disappearing on the horizon, Vice Admiral Garp leering at your shoulder. Your first moments entrapped by fear. You’d been proud of that day, once upon a time. Now you weren’t so sure.

Was there any room to turn back, with years of running from your past behind you?

“Oh, Luffy. What have I done?”

A cord in your heartstrings snapped, and your feet scrambled away from the marine vessel. A gasp ripped from your chest, eyes aflame, and your fists tightened desperately around this bout of courage.

Back down the road, back to the little tavern, you burst through the double doors, certain you looked insane as your eyes sweeped the dim room. The bartender’s eyes snapped up from where she was cleaning the many glasses you and Shanks had left behind. A fistfull of beri had been left in his wake.

“Keep going left,” said the bartender. “You might catch him.”

A thank you slipped past your lips as you raced outside, raising your hands in two L’s to pinpoint the right direction, taking off down the street that faded from cobblestone to dirt under your footfalls. 

Over twigs and leaves, under trees that grew thick further down the path, your heart thundered against your ribcage. The sloping road grew thin before it gave way to a secluded beach lit only by the moon. Your chest heaved as sand kicked up behind you.

“Wait!” you cried. “Shanks! Wait, please! I'll go with you! Shanks…”

A little lantern illuminated the dingy too far away to hear you as it rowed closer to the ship anchored out in the bay. A whisper of his name fell off your tongue, throat suddenly dry and stomach sick.

You hit your knees, fists grabbing at grains of sand that slipped through your fingertips. “Come back. Please…”

For the second time in your life, you watched a ship sail away carrying with it the chance of freedom, leaving you on the sand empty and helpless.

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Luffy rarely dreamed when he slept. When he did dream, he never remembered it, the wild scenes fading seconds after he woke. 

Which is why he startled awake, hands clawing at his hammock, straw hat falling off his face and into his lap. He clung to the sound of your laughter, of your touch grazing his cheek, of the feel of your skin under his hands—

He didn’t dream often, but when he did, he often dreamt of you. 

He rubbed at his sleep crusted eyes and ached for the quickly fading memory. The finer details of the plot were soon lost on him, but he knew in this dream you were happy. Luffy liked those dreams much more than the more common ones where you cried, too far out of his reach to comfort.

“Luffy?” spoke Chopper, his voice hazy with sleep as he yawned. “Are you okay?”

“Huh?” Confused, Luffy realized he was gasping for air. “O–Oh, I’m fine, Chopper.” He glanced down from his hammock to offer the reindeer a trembling smile. “I’m good, really.”

Not buying it, Chopper huffed and stood from his own hammock, making quick work of climbing up to Luffy’s. He sat across from his captain, worry all over his furry face. “Did you have a bad dream?”

“Nah, don’t worry ‘bout it.” He reached over to ruffle the tuft of fur between Chopper’s antlers. “Sorry for waking you.”

He smiled softly. “It’s okay.” Chopper started to snuggle into the fabric of the hammock, obviously having no intention of climbing back down. “I was having a bad dream too.”

Luffy leaned back, doing his best to calm his nerves enough to go back to sleep. “Yeah?”

“Mhmm. Nami was angry at me. It wasn’t fun.”

The captain laughed, promptly shut up by a voice from the hammock underneath. “Shut up, would ya?”

Chopper squeaked, “Sorry, Zoro.”

The swordsman sighed and rustled in his hammock. “It's fine. Go to bed.”

Soon Zoro’s snores filled the mens’ quarters, and Chopper’s calm breathing soon followed. Sanji and Usopp snored in tandem as well, till only Luffy remained awake, staring at the ceiling, trying desperately to recall his dream.

You couldn’t be happy, wherever you were. How long had it been? Far too long, though he wasn’t sure exactly how much time had passed since he last saw you on the beach of Foosha Village. 

Would he recognize you? Would you recognize him? Luffy had to hope the answer was yes, and he had to hope one day he’d have the chance to rescue you, to set you free just as you freed him.

“I’ll find you,” he threatened the silence. “You can’t hide forever.”

Miles and miles away, kneeling on the sand, you swore you heard a familiar voice in the wind, but it couldn’t have been. You were halfway near drunk. That must've been it.

Luffy turned his head to look out the window of the cabin, and you tilted your chin to stare at the stars. The stars twinkled down on the both of you, promises and threats hung on the wind and sea that separated you. 

Some endings are always meant for tragedy. Some loves are meant for doom. It was how Fate worked. 

But Fate favored you and Luffy—forever working to save the other, forever aching for the day that would bring you side by side once again. 

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @its-not-too-late-for-coffee @khaleesihavilliard

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He just really loves his crew ♥️

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Monkey D. Luffy — By Keo Chu, permission to re-upload was given by the artist

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She Hates Pirates! Pt.8

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Alba stood before a rocky mountain and held the map before her sight to double check "This is it... there's gotta be a hidden entrance somewhere" The Explorer held a hand to her chin in thought, seemingly not noticing the band of men who surrounded her, holding their weapons and grinning for a fight they picked the perfect moment for… or so they thought. 

"I suppose.... I'll have to beat it outta one of you guys" She turned to the wide-eyed ambush with a blank stare.

The Capitan and his teammates forced their way through tangled bushes and mean vines, Zorro bubbled and hissed before unsheathing one of his unreplaceable blades to attack the grabby vegetation around them "How much longer do we have to stay in this hell jungle?" he groaned, earning a side glance from the straw hat chef who stood behind him. 

"We'll stay as long as it takes, I'm not leaving without Alba by my side" Sanji gazed into the sunset dramatically with a cigarette pinched between his fingers. The pair to busy grumbling at each other to notice Luffy as he forced a boulder out of the way with an angry strength, with his lips upturned childishly the pirate let out a huff. 

Kicking a small pebble the monkey boy continued to shuffle his way through the thick forest "Dumb Alba, leaving me behind... didn't even wait for breakfast..." he kicked another stone "Dummy...!" 

At his grumbling the bright-haired pair glanced at each other as they followed his footsteps wordlessly, all appearing fine until the island shook gravely, the trees almost coming uprooted from the force while crumbling rocks fell from a nearby mountain. The shaking rocking of the island grew more violent as smoke began to build from the mouth of the elevated peek, shooting out in a group of ash before the breeze above swirled its dancing fumes in a threatening spin around the exit. 

"No way!" Luffy giggled at the sudden reveal as his men yelled at the development "First Marines and now this?! Just what the hell is wrong with this island!" the swordsman flailed around as the trembles eased, the back of his red striped shirt was grabbed by Sanji.

The chef kicked himself to safety with an angry sword fighter in hand while their giggling Capitan swung from branch to branch, seemingly filled with a new sense of life since the white-haired 'Explorer' left him behind. 

"You really think a girl like that is making this much racket?"

Sanji let out a grunt as he dodged a particularly large and dangerous boulder, taking a moment to think about the kind of people Luffy seemed to keep around him, beautiful girls or not, everyone touched by the friendship of their Capitan would be strange one way or another. 

"Guess we can't rule out anything at this point" Sanji mumbled as he followed the bouncing rubber man. 

Alba huffed and puffed inside the cave she had bullied her way through, the entrance crumbling at her epic arrival while piles of men littered the hideout, her fists trembled at the sight of four larger fighters standing before her. Each with their own nasty grin and weapon. Large guns filled the back of one big body while his friend- who allowed his large sword to hang from the left side of his hip- leaned on a shoulder, careful not to add pressure on his countless grenades. 

The third fighter stood on the other side of the Marine he followed, a large cement hammer was held in one hand easily while the other gripped a huge shield which could easily cover the prepared men, awaiting for any sign of danger or violence. 

The largest of them all laughed at the state of his men, all beaten and bruised yet still groaning from the pain. His fat lips circled into a nearly toothless grin as he took a handful of stomps forward "Nice job you did here, lill fish" 

Alba's eyes widened at the nickname and a glow quickly snapped through the darkness of the cave. Her skin grew a pale light which expelled every shadow from the cave, as the furious Alba grew brighter the largest of the group chuckled and pointed a finger to the roof of their hideaway. 

"I wouldn't go and do that now- after all... one more little explosion from you and this whole island sinks" the marine chuckled as her wide stare trickled to the space behind the evil doers which had begun filling with steam and building heat. Following their seductive wisps of smoke her light dimmed as the Explorer had realised why this was their chosen battleground. 

Her knuckles popped at the strength of her gripping fists as her angry stare made one of his lackeys glance at his friend, wondering if fighting her in a place like this was really a good idea. What if she, like their captain, had some sort of unfinished death wish?

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I saw a post about Zoro saying weird stuff during battle and it gave me an idea…

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uh.. ghost hunter Roronoa Zoro?

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She Hates Pirates! Pt.5

The Straw hat pirates and revolutionists sang, ate, and danced, watching the men finally enjoying themselves after suffering for so long brought a smile to Alba's lips. Sitting aside from the party she opted to watch the celebration rather than joining it, lifting her eyes to the dark sky the stars above twinkled in a language she was sure she'd never learn. Of course, it wasn't long till a bouncing rubber man came over with the widest grin "What're you doin' over here Alba?" He giggled, already reaching out for her palm "The party's this way!"

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The next day came, and the town's men who protected their home were either wide awake and ready for work or still reeling from last night's shenanigans, a handful of Alba's men had survived and continued on with their duties while others rested, but standing before the bright and bushy tailed Straw hat crew she sweat. 

"Heeeeeeey! Albaaaa!" Luffy's chuckle came from the distance as did the screeching of his crewmate, the Sniper, Ussop! The poor man clung to his energetic Capitan for dear life, tears ran along his face along with rivers of his own snot and sweat "NOOOOO Luffy! Don't Do It!!" he seemed to warn although he was the one in a predicament. 

Though his beggings fell upon the wrong ears as the straw hat-wearing male fell before his white-haired friend who laughed delightfully at the pair's tomfoolery, the sniper on the ground in his own babbling as Chopper attempted to decode the message "Talk to me Ussop!! Don't go to the light!" the mammal listened earnestly to the chocked up male but once again was interrupted by their loud mouthed leader "So when will you be ready to leave with us?!"

Ussop's corpse writhed in pain for his Capitan's stupidity naivety as his carer gasped at the idea of a new crewmate. 

"C'mon Luffy, you already know what I'm gonna say" Alba rolled her orbs before dipping into a now busy market filled with fresh produce, the further she made it into the street the more of her men surrounded her with questions and tasks. 

"Hey!!" Luffy huffed over the crowd, not exactly happy that they were split apart the rubber boy frowned before noticing a certain railing on a window he could grab, with a mysterious giggle and no second thoughts Luffy launched one palm to the window, as he swung over the ever growing group the red vested teen grinned at his friend who already knew what plan he had concurred "Oh no.." she mumbled moments before being snatched from the bustling men, the rubber limb pulling its captive in the air before twisting itself around her waist.

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Island Visit

"Thank you for coming to Endroit Romantique, we'll see you next time!" you waved as a happy couple left your place of work arm in arm, none really taking the time to notice much other than each other, but that was the amazing effect of Endroit Romantique! The most romantic cafe in the New World, perhaps in the whole wide world! And there was nothing more satisfying than a job well done, the more they the made kissy noises and goo-goo eyes at each other, the better the reviews! Reviews that would draw celebrities from all levels of stardom!

Taking a moment to glance around the quiet room you thought it best to help out the waiting staff, leaving your place from behind a golden pedestal you grabbed at a cloth from your apron and threw it over your shoulder "Hm, left quite a mess today" you mentioned, picking up empty wine cups and sauce covered plates until a fellow worker came up with a question in her eyes "May, is everything all right?" you assembled the last of the plates into a neat stacks as the blue eyed girl held out a note to you "Some kid dropped this off at the front desk, he said to bring it to you right away"

"Since when did some kid know my name?" you thought, picking a folded note from May's long fingers. Though it didn't take long for you to recognize the handwriting "Oh um, May could you take this into the kitchen for me, please? I'm gonna head outside for a quick break" You smiled politely before leaving, not giving the poor girl a chance to deny your request but there wasn't much of a chance of that happening anyway.

Leaving the tinted glass door of your livelihood behind you glanced down each side of the street, perhaps the boy who delivered the note was still around, or... maybe he was in a nearby alley?

With that idea in mind, you sprinted across the busy road and headed into the mouth of the nearest narrow space in the middle of tall buildings, but even with such little time passing between the note being given to May and then delivered to you... no, Rosinante wouldn't tell you he's here just to up and vanish again.

Not unless he was in serious danger, but if there was an even slight chance of his dear elder brother or anymore in existamce finding out about you and the bond you two share... he wouldn't even be able to bring himself onto the island, but as you held the note in the sprinkles of rain that slipped between various clothing lines and balconies you couldn't help but wonder where on this lump of an island could your Rosinante be hiding?

'I'm Here'

The note reads simply and you couldn't help but chuckle at the mysteriousness of it all, raising your head to watch as the sky's droplets grew heavier and began to soften his short letter but as the pitter-patter of rain grew in noise footsteps echoed in their collision and you glanced behind you, further into the alley only to see a short boy with rather dead looking eyes but still his brows quirked with a curious narration from within "Are.. you... the Person Cora wants to see?"

"You.. know Corazon?"

The child thought about his next words but still, all the thought process and intelligents in the world couldn't save him from childish anticts "Yeeeeah I do, he's my Dad" he gave a mean grin as your jaw hung as if it were carrying the weight of a thousand bricks "A S O N? Since When?!"

The small stranger gave a loud laugh as he ran away, disappearing behind a nearby corner and you were quick to follow, a lie or not this kid might know where Rosinante could be but he was way faster than you thought should be possible and the youngster vanished into the mist building up in the empty brick hallway "No he's... gone" you whimpered, gripping the white sheet in your frustrated fist but you could only try to hold back the hot tears daring to slip past strained eyelids "Rosinante.."

It took a moment but you were able to pack away this awful trick and ready to leave this shitty adventure behind, aiming to make it back into the warm the embrace of routine and sustained income, away from all this nonsense Pirate-Mafia-Undercover tomfoolery! AND secret children too!!

A couple of steps more and you'd make it to the exit which would lead back into city life, but those couple of steps can wait. Perhaps if you hide away in this mist for a little longer you'd catch a glance at Rosinante's so-called 'Son'

"You didn't really believe him, did you?"

You held back a sob in your throat, swallowing the tumult of emotions down into a hard cold stone as sweaty palms were held tightly over your mouth as you attempted to hold back the questions and the crying, as if your hands were holding your very soul together. The large male stepped closer, looming over you like a kind tree who decided that your beautiful form shan't be disturb by the moisture in the air "Wouldn't want your uniform ruined, would we?" he smiled, baring his teeth in rejoice for finally being able to see you again. He couldn't wait to hold you close, tell you about Law and their plan to run away from the problems of all four seas and let his brother fight it out with the Marine's until the very end of time, he hopped you'd approve. And you ask to come along and you could all become one big happy family, at least- that's what he hoped for in his silly fanfic fluff filled mind.

"Gah!" you flinched and held your arms in the air from fright, that is- until a familiar clown-clad face grinned at his litrle prank "But, I guess if I were to have a son, I'd want him to turn out just to be just like that lill shit head. Ugly face 'nd all"

An eavesdropping Law growled at the insult.

The scruffy child watched from afar, peeking his beady eye through a hole in the wooden fence he hid behind, watching keenly as Cora slowly held a hand up to you though he couldn't tell if the wirdo was using his Devil Fruit abilities or not, but you seemed unresponsive either way until the very tips of Rosinante's fingers brushed your jaw, and every emotion came crashing like a downpour of the heaviest rainstorm you could ever find yourself in.

"I missed you... so much Rosi" You held onto his large palm and pressed his skin into your soft cheek, like lightning to the creation Frankenstin he brought a shine of life back in your eyes and the blonde's smile faded into a soft curve of his lips before he brought his damp head to rest on yours "I've.. missed you too" he confessed with a certain ooze in his eyes, a certain ooze the clever little Law gagged at before recalling hiw his parents would gaze at one another no matter the years passed or time they spent apart for work.

You couldn't help but fall further into the warmth of his palm, collapsing into his body Rosinante surrounded you with his long arms and black feathered coat and you wished to stay here forever, but with a hand at your back you raised your warmth-filled orbs to the flushing criminal who could only think about literally kidnapping you and taking you away with Law, but like, not in a toxic way.

"Rosi" you held his reddend between damp palms, rubbing at his cheekbones with your thumbs and laughed "Your makeup is smudging"

"It's fine" he dragged a finger through the dark blue makeup under his right eye "I can always repaint it!" he laughed throwing an arm around your shoulders and walking you down the alley.

"Let's get you back to work, and then!" Rosinante's grin seemed to try and leave the sides of his face "I can introduce you to my new best pal, LAW!"

"Oh, you mean your son?"

"Yeah sure, whatever" he nudged you, and you smiled up at the blonde till he slipped on the most smooth texture known to man; Concrete and his black feathers are surrounded by hot fire.

You scream, local pedestrians scream and then buckets of water are thrown over his crispy corpse in hopes he survived the unfortunate ordeal, you knelt down and reach to swipe away Corazon's burnt locks as he forces a smile and a peace sign "Check me out, I'm burnin' with passion for ya"

You shook your head pared with an eye roll and infectious chuckle, calling the spy a fool as you both stood from his trip.

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