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Given that Oda sensei has decided to go on a 3 week break, and what happened after the last chapter, I will gladly answer some of your asks

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Mmmmmmmmmm germas with big sib Y/N:

Platonic Yandere Germa 66 (including Sanji if you can) with eldest sibling reader, maybe reader took care of the 5 when they were younger? They're a lot more caring and better at parenting than Judge is lol.

GERMA DOUBLE-SIX

Germa 66 would be dufferent for sure, if there was an older sibling, Zero, that was completely different from Judge. They were very much like their mother: caring, doting, protective. But Judge couldn't change them. No matter how much he tried.

You see, when Zero was born, they went through all the mutations that a perfect Germa royal would: they were strong, they were perfect. But you can't suppress emotions, not when Judge's genes were only in the hair colour.

So he tried again, but unfortunately for him, the other 4 children that were born were immediately taken under the wing of Zero, who unlike Judge, cared about their emotions

So, the siblings were unbelievably strong, fast, almost untouchable, but unlike the coldness that their father displayed at all times, they were a bit more emotive. Not much, but they weren't robots or mere unfeeling soldiers in a grand scheme of things.

One thing for sure that was better, was their relationship: Sanjji was their little one, and he was the most guarded and cared for out of the 5 of them. Also, his love for cooking was what prompted them to send him out to explore the world and further his passion.

Also, the older ones conspired to make Judge disappear unbeknownst to them, or better unbeknownst to the younger sibling. It wasn't like he did anything good for them anyway, apart from bullying them and trying to let them become a pawn in his grand scheme of things.

When Sanji becomes a pirate, they will support him in a very subtle way, after all, Germa was known very well in the Underworld of crime, and the last thing they wanted was for him to become a bigger target.

Also, there would be no Whole Cake Island marriage, because Big Mama wouldn't even begin to think about marrying off Pudding to Germa, not that now the control was in the hands of Zero.

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Asking for a Sanji x male! reader who is learning to cook, take all the time you need! 🤧

ART 4 ART

Sanji is actually glad you went to him with your desire to learn the art of cooking. He's so giddy that you want to learn new things, and the fact that you chose cooking means the world to him.

He's a very good teacher, he knows that you probably have little to no experience in the kitchen, so he'll start with the basics: that means safety first.

He'll teach you how to handle and use each and every specific knife carefully,so that you don't end up cutting yourself over it. He'll almost have the impulse to hover over you, but knows better ( he will do it anyway, but it makes you giddy to see him so bubbly about his passion)

He starts with the basics: so the first few dishes you'll prepare are something easy. And, to your surprise, you're not half bad at it. You have a lot of potential.

Even if they aren't that good, he'll tell you otherwise. He's big on encouragement when he sees the potential. Though, he's very down to earth when he needs to make a few amends, so you will feel encouraged in becoming better and better

Luffy is a taste tester and it will be one of the few times he's allowed in the kitchen. He doesn't complain, he inhales everything you present to him in record time

Over time, you start to get the hang of it, so he'll leave you alone to cook, but he's nearby if you want to ask for tips or for opinions. He will get emotional if you make his favourite dish, no doubt about it.

Most importantly, he's so grateful that now you have a shared hobby, and he feels a deeper connection to you now more than ever.

You end up becoming a sous chef to him, given that in the time you spent together in the kitchen, you always improve in some way, even if he tells you that you're already excellent at it.

If you take this opportunity to pamper him with some good comfort food that mixes his favourites and yours, he will get very very quiet, almost dazed. To him, acts of service and quality time are some of the ways he shows his love, so seeing them reciprocated is almost as powerful as saying "I love you".

Now, though, you can't escape your place in the kitchen with him, not that you thought of it in the first place. Also, when he's cooking, you're most certainly trying to keep Luffy out of there, so it becomes sort of a comedic scene.

Not that he minds of course, but it's the highlight of his day seeing you cooking with/or for him and the crew.

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Asks are always open btw

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SWEETHEART

Pt.2

Still with your head down, you followed Arlecchino back home. The comment really hurt, but you didn't want to let her see you cry.

Once home you went straight to your room, hiding. Only there you cried.

Meanwhile, Pulcinella asked Arlecchino what happened, usually you would have greeted them all at home.

"Nothing much, somebody argued for some pies. I told him I didn't see why he would do that for some ungrateful people" she said, shrugging.

Pulcinella took a moment to ponder the phrase, before shooting her a scalding look.

She was lightly surprised, never she had been on the receiving end of it. "You better think about what you said, if you know what's good for you" he said, before going on about his business.

The change was felt through the whole mansion. They wondered why you haven't yet brought them a new dish or something, you loved spending your free time in the kitchen.

"Where's y/n? I haven't seen him around as of late" said Dottore. The others too were disconcerted. They asked a guard to go and fetch you, but you refused to come down. "I'll go and see what's happening" said Childe.

He knocked gently on your door, before coming in. You were so sad it hurt him, "Doll, how are you feeling?" he asked, but you simply looked at him before going back to stare out the window.

He came closer and hugged you, be could feel you shaking and sobbing so gently. "Shhh, let it out" he said, rocking you back and forth.

You would tell him, in due time. And you did, some time later.

He couldn't believe it. "I'm so sorry doll. You know, I really do enjoy your cooking and I missed it so much" he started, looking at your eyes sparkling ever so minutely.

You agreed to come out of your room, and he was glad. He did really miss you.

Even the others were happy to see you back, though they noticed your mood. "You have some apologies to give Arlecchino" he said, leaving no room for arguments, as he told them what you said.

"I didn't think it was that big of a deal. But nonetheless I am sorry y/n. I didn't mean to hurt you" and that part was true.

Well, you wouldn't go back to cooking immediately, but you appreciated her saying sorry. Although you didn't know if even the others really liked your cooking or just went along with it for the sake of it.

Pulcinella, sensing your hesitation, stepped forward and motioned for you to come closer. You did, reluctantly. "Dear heart, we missed your cooking you know. I, for one, really enjoy your creations " he said, noticing how you slightly perked up at that. The others soon joined in, expressing their love too. Still, Arlecchino's dismissal hurt still.

"I guess, I could try" you mumbled, "we'll gladly have what you want us to try whenever you feel the need. You know we love you right?". Your hesitancy and silence was worse than any wound they had ever experienced.

"I see. I apologise for making you feel this way, dear heart", clutching you tight, he sighed, disappointed.

The others too quickly made sure to let you know how much they cherished you. "You are very important to us, love. Remember that" said Pierro, while you were safely nestled in his arms.

Leaving you with Childe, he called for a meeting. They had to talk. Especially with Arlecchino.

"why don't you go to see the new toys brother Childe bought you, darling?" suggested Pantalone. Childe got the cue and took you with him.

The atmosphere quickly morphed into a somber reminding. "Arlecchino. Your behaviour was unacceptable. You know better than to say some things directly to y/n" said Capitano, "and you are extremely lucky her Majesty the Tsaritsa didn't get wind of it. Yet" continued, being only too aware of the possibilities.

"Children need to hear the truth sometimes" she said , but Pierro quickly stopped her, "that may be the case, but you know how much we enjoy his cooking. You know how passionate he is about that. It's simply unacceptable to say that, especially when in public. Even more so when he was having fun doing what he loves. Refrain from ever doing that again. Am I clear?". His chilly gaze didn't leave room for misunderstanding.

"Yes sir" she said, before going her way.

They almost came close to breaking that little trust you had in them.

Too close.

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A LOVE LIKE A FAIRYTALE

A/n: the kids adore their grandfather, Ash, in every way. The family adores him, despite the challenges he faces everyday. But they will not tolerate people trying to disrupt his quiet life.

It was a slow night, most residents of the mansion were either out for work or asleep. The butlers were finishing their task.

Nighttime was always a beautiful time to walk on the premises, breathing in that crispy air, enjoying the few moments his body allowed this. He closed his eyes, feeling the gentle breeze passing through his locks.

He felt a presence, he knew who that was. He simply smiled, not turning back. He watched the moon,full and white, shining an almost ethereal light on the woods below.

He felt alive.

He continued his walk, appreciating these moments even more. He had everything he needed: a loving family, a loving husband and a good house. He couldn't complain, well he could but he chose to cherish the time he had.

It wouldn't do him any good to fall back onto the past. Brutal as it was.

But, he did it for his family, and he would do it again in a heartbeat.

The corridors were almost deserted. He found relief in the stillness of the night. Sitting down in their massive king size bed, he got ready, putting on his night mask. The medications working to keep his pains at bay.

Well, until he saw a familiar face back in the mansion. He knew his husband had a meeting with a client, but he didn't expect that particular person to appear.

Fear seized control of his body. He couldn't stop, he couldn't breathe. Especially now that he had been seen. That smirk, that harrowing smile that had haunted him for years to come after that dreadful encounter.

Running away was extremely hard, after all the tortures he'd been through. His body was so exhausted, in pain and frail. But he ran and ran and ran. He made it far and far away. But he was so far away from home. Gosh, Zeno and the kids must have been worried sick.

They were, they had been searching above and beyond. But nothing.

He managed to find a phone booth, but it was just a fleeting moment before he was back on the run. He couldn't continue no more. He was so tired.

He was so close to the gate. But he knew he couldn't open them. Non in his condition. He fell to his knees, breath so worryingly erratic and shallow. He was losing consciousness. A face, black hair. Ill...

Killua was passing by, when he noticed his Pop standing still, shaking. Until he noticed it: the client his grandfather was supposed to meet. "Pop, breathe. We're here for you" said Killua, keeping his trembling hand in his. The client was slowly inching closer and closer, but Killua's murderous glare was enough to keep them at bay.

"I'm just here for business. But I thought I could catch up with your grandfather over there. It has been quite some time since we last saw each other. The circumstances were a bit... different " they said. But they looked maliciously amused by the situation.

Ash was even paler than his usual complexion. Killua, catching sight of his older brother, motioned for him to come closer. "Well, my grandfather is a little busy at the moment, why don't you talk about business with my brother Illumi" said Killua, not needing to tell hid big brother any word.

Killua swiftly took his Pop far away, but the shaking never ceased. Gosh, he must have been exhausted now. His eyes were vacantly staring at nothing. Taking matters into his hands, he called a butler, telling him to fetch his grandpa Zeno urgently.

"We'll take care of it, Pop, don't worry. Breathe deep with me. You're safe here" he said, while doing some breathing exercises with his Pop. Gradually, Ash calmed down, but he was so drained and achy.

Zeno came rushing. Concerned etched into his face. Killua, while keeping a steady hand on his Pop, explained the situation. Zeno listened intently, cataloguing each information. Well, he was about to discuss a business proposal, but scums didn't deserve his time. Not if they were the one who almost took away his pride and joy.

"I'll let Silva and Illumi know to take care of this" he said, voice tinted with an edge of bloodlust.

Killua, seemingly satisfied with the conversation, hugged his Pop before going out.

Grabbing his ringed hand, he kneeled down, drawing small circles with his thumb. "It's okay, you're safe here" he said, before gently guiding him to their bedroom.

What Ash needed was a quiet place, away from anyone. They sat silently on the bed, Ash burrowed under a heavy quilt. His stare still vacant. But he stopped shaking, while gradually lying down.

Zeno took the cue to start reading a book out loud, filling the silence with his low steady voice.

He was glad he had chosen this part of the mansion, far away from the lower levels.

The screams wouldn't be heard. And his husband could sleep soundly and safely, knowing that nothing would come close to him.

A bit of blood never hurt anyone.

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TREAT, BUT THERE AIN'T NO TRICK

Halloween was by far your favourite holiday. You could dress up and go trick or treating with your peers. Or so you hoped.

This year's Halloween night, due to unforeseen circumstances, could not be held. And for security reasons, you could not go out to ask for candies like you normally did.

It left you sad, incredibly under the weather. It was that time of the year where you could interact with your peers and be a social child. Instead, you spent it at home.

They couldn't stand to see you so beaten down. So, they decided that an indoor celebration was in order.

Quickly putting everyone to work, they decorated the palace, putting up spooky decorations and candies hidden almost everywhere.

They used this opportunity to dress up as well, with eleven of them you would have the time of your day going trick or treat.

Meanwhile, Childe was keeping you company, cheering you up. "Baby, look at me" he said, tilting your head up. Kissing your forehead softly, he said "Go change, we have somewhere to go" and you were confused, why would you need to dress up if you couldn't go out? He urged you on, and nonetheless, your costume was ready.

Surprisingly, the palace was decorated, and your eyes lit up. Well, if you weren't going out, Halloween was going to come to you.

It was so funny seeing your family dressed as funny and spooky characters. But most importantly, you were having a ball looking for candies and trinkets around the building.

The night was filled with laughter, and finally they could see you smile. It was blinding.

You ended up falling asleep against Childe and Columbina, while Pierro was on his third story.

It was a good night.

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If you receive this, you make somebody happy! Go on anon and send this to ten of your followers who make you happy or somebody you think needs cheering up. If you get one back, even better! <3

Well I love all of my followers, so I shall spread love to all of them💓💓

#mel says #reblog

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Next fic is probably going to be about Little fox going trick or treating, or something along those lines

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Ask btw are always open, but I don't promise punctuality on them

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY FIREFLY

Your birthday was coming, but you were surprised to see him so…quiet. It was suspicious. He studied your every move, and whenever you asked him about that staring of his, he simply countered with “ Why? Can’t I stare at my beautiful lover?”, leaving you blushing. Smooth bastard, he was.

You gave up on asking that, but sure, if he was happy that way.

He was studying you, he wanted to catalogue every reaction, preparing himself for how you would act when it was your birthday. He roped everybody into helping, even the Pops was on board. He scavenged the world for a special necklace that you said reminded you of him, a little firefly.

Sure, it took time, a fair bit of adventures and a close encounter with one grumpy snake, but he found it. He created it himself even, personalising it for you.

All he needed to do was wait: the day was close.

You knew that the day of your birthday, you would’ve been ambushed for a party. And it happened, but you were laughing so hard, that you could forgive them for it. After all, what was a bit of fun and joking around, if not pissing you off?

You were enjoying it, thinking that a simple things as eating together was already a blessing for you. You already opened a lot of gift: some new clothes, new shoes, trinkets and so on. You were humbled and overjoyed that they went out of their way for you, but you weren’t prepared for his.

He waited the night, when everyone was already asleep, to give you his little box. He encouraged you to open it, and the gasp of surprise, the fondness spreading in those big eyes of yours, told him everything he needed. “Thank you, babe” you said, a bit teary. He hugged you tight, swinging you around. You laughed, but how could you not, when everything he did brought you joy and love?

If people noticed your new necklace, they teased him for being a sap, but you cherished it.

Well, you were his little firefly, and he was your flower. You paired so well together, that even oceans apart, simply touching it brought you his warmth.

“Happy birthday, my firefly “

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so...i Need Ruffy in my Life and can He Share good With me😩

You need to be more specific doll. It's a smut fic, it's an angsty fic, what's it about?

#mel says

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At the moment I'm re - writing the Charlotte saga for Ao3 (_The_Lost_librarian) , probably some changes will happen to the saga here too. It's a work in progress.

I may also start to write for Honkai Star rail ( mainly Traveler, Dan Heng, Welt, Himeko and Herta for now) but we shall see

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A GOD AMONGST MEN

A/n: as a kid, you knew you were always special. Being a god among mortals made you inexplicably happy. And so did your family. But you never understood why men and humanity in general had to be so…hypocritical.

A forgotten god, one that watched over death and the underworld. A being that could turn the tides of a soul with the drop of a hat. But you wanted to see why people forgot the old ways, why they forgot you.

You reincarnated into a young kid, in a family that was surrounded by death. The name Big Mom rang a bell in your head: during her youth she had been one of your champion, among many. She had always brought you offerings, and you always accepted her pleas.

But seeing first hand the reason of so much destruction and death, warmed your cold little heart. His children, now your brothers and sisters adores you.

You were different, colder, sharper. They loved your dedication to the family while praising your skills in battle. You were young for the human standards, but you had been around a long time. With other deities, once upon a forgotten time.

But now, you understood why people had forgotten the old ways. Greed fueled the search for an unknown treasure, the so called rulers and emperors did nothing but play into this big scheme. There was no time to pray for a good harvest, for health and blessings.

Not when the main objective was to survive, one way or another. If it wasn’t for the so called “pirates” enforcing they life, pillaging, stealing and destroying every land upon which they set sail towards, the protectors of justice, the WG and their dogs, the marines, will do the rest.

In the end, there was only survivors among predators.

Yet, you felt no need to change the way things were now.

You were a god amongst men, you had your flock to tend to, and they offered you praise daily. They prayed to you with such fervor, that would have frightened a normal being. But you were no mere mortal: you were the god of death and destruction, of chaos and terror. You lived to watch the chaos unfold.

You were overjoyed when a catastrophe happened: it meant more power to you.

Even if they didn’t know, you weren’t a forgotten god. In every heart, every minds and souls of those who brought pain and suffering, you were there. They prayed to you in different ways, but you heard them all.

And you granted them hearings whenever they needed.

For you were not a forgotten piece of history.

You were the one who started it all.

And your name… has forever been forgotten.

You are the one who shan’t be named.

Your name rang fear even in the heart of the shadow that ruled the word.

You were…

Imu

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Was reading some of the new little fox lore and stuff, the ideas are definitely there

I’ll be sending smth in at some point lmao

-Simon

Well, I’ll wait here for you without problems.

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OUR LITTLE FOX

They saw you gradually grow, becoming ever more independent. They were proud, of course, but a part of them couldn't help but linger for your little self, depending on them for everything.

And they longed for it, begging for someone who could love them unconditionally. But you were growing up, and that wouldn't do.

Dottore was of the same idea, he had already begun researching for a way to keep you from aging, both mentally and physically.

He spent hours and hours, pouring over a scrap of theory, research or information he had ever had over that. He achieved immortality, and he would crack this.

He did, one year later.

You were barely 7, and you were still their cute baby, who would look upon the world with wonder and beg them to explain why the stars were standing still in the sky, or asking them to cuddle in front of the fireplace, while they worked.

He talked with them, but they were all sure about this: even your mother wished to preserve your purity from the corrupted world that surrounded them, to guard you in an eternal frozen bubble.

It was simple, really.

A drop every time you drank something was easy to conceal, and you didn't notice.

Day by day, they would notice that your mind stopped at that of a 7-year-old, and your body didn't age, nor grew.

But they were waiting: it could be simply a genetic factor.

But the years passed, and you were still that cute little cuddly child, who would try to impress them with a paper mache of a swan, and they would be.

Their dream finally came true.

You were in an eternal limbo, unknowingly playing into their hand. Never to grow old or young, trapped in a limbo.

They felt...relieved but they couldn't help but wonder: what if you grew up into a wonderful adult? Would the world make you forget about them? Or would you remember your roots, bringing you back to the people who you loved and loved you in return?

They couldn't afford to lose you.

Thye prevented your corruption.

They made you...perfect.

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DOUBLE STANDARDS

Strange, he thought. After everything that's been happening. Borsalino going to fight Vegapunk and the satellites, the Gorosei scheming, him setting foot in Marie Geois to fight off a rampaging Kuma, before he teleported to who knows where. He thought about Egghead, where supposedly Bonney is.

He was reflecting about it all.

How did they end up in this situation?

How come the Gorosei started now with their damage control act?

Something was fishy about it all, too fishy for his liking. But he couldn't do anything else. Not until he had his people back, Borsalino back and they were somewhere far away.

They...were shady individuals. And he was sure something bad was about to happen.

After all, they did cancel an entire island for seemingly no reason.

But, they were the protectors of the world, upholders of Justice. They were Justice.

So what could the marines do, if not wait?

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