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namis-gf · 4 months

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Just saw that you’re open for one piece requests and thought I’d drop by.

Would you consider writing back rub and back kisses hcs for katakuri or marco please? And best of luck with the come back ^^

anon ur so insane how did u KNOW i was thinking obsessively about katakuri for the past two weeks straight... ur too good. i meant to stick closer to the prompt but the plot kinda got away from me, sorry!

summary: strawhat!reader x katakuri meet again after many years apart during the whole cake island arc. luffy has been trying to convince him to join his crew with no success, but maybe he might listen to you?

word count: 969 words / 0.9k

cw: none? i think?

whoever said katakuri was 48 year-old eldest daughter syndrome is absolutely correct. he has so many hangups when it comes to both physical and verbal affection, most of the time preferring to passively sit by and let people bother him. case in point, your captain. instead of immediately setting sail for zou to meet up with everyone, luffy has taken it upon himself to convince the minister of flour that his presence is desperately needed on his crew. permanently.

and, if you're going to be polite about it: things aren't going well. you've watched for two days straight, luffy yelling either to the gentle giant's face (which is still quite a distance from the ground), or attempting to scale the walls of katakuri's home. neither of those particularly difficult for the rubber boy, considering the house slash castle itself seems to be basically falling apart.

you wait. nami often sits by your side, either grouching about the time, plotting your captain's demise, or napping on your shoulder. chopper and brook have taken to an almost betting ring of sorts, getting the remaining residents of komugi island to guess whether their leader will stay or go. so far, the odds aren't in luffy's favour. as usual, you might add.

at the end of their fourth extra night, luffy returns to the sunny. he looks a little downtrodden, yawning, but has somehow gotten a hold of a handful of mochi. "i think katakuri was trying to kill me again, but he lost. the food he makes is really yummy though, shishishi!"

with a sigh of your own, you offer, "let me talk to him, i have an idea."

"you do?" luffy replies, mouth full of sweets, "go ahead!"

"call if you need anything!" chopper chimes in.

nami only shakes her head. "if you don't come back, we'll assume you got trampled to death or something. so don't do that please."

"don't even worry about it, i'm basically a pro social hustler," you tell them, and begin the walk to the castle.

"so you are not a bard, or a songstress, or a very small jester. your presence here confuses me, you did not seem like someone who would ever become a pirate," katakuri tells you, his tone as solemn as ever.

"is this a roundabout way of saying i don't have any talents?" you mock-gasp with flair, "oh you wound me so!"

he stares at you wordlessly. okay, it looks like jokes are off the table.

"but you missed me right?" you try instead, putting on your biggest smile. "you missed me so bad, must be why you look so grumpy all the time."

"is your captain aware of..." he pauses, considers, "does the strawhat know of your past?"

"sort of?" you shrug your shoulders, shifting forward to adjust like you aren't already lying on one of his legs (truly the world's largest couch). "there was never exactly a good time to bring it up, ya know? like how was i supposed to say 'uh hey guys, i used to work here as the world's worst gardener before i got fired'."

"hm, that does seem difficult," katakuri nods. "i could not tell how much they knew, but you are lucky that none of my siblings happened to remember you well enough to say anything."

"small blessings for sure," you do your best to contain a laugh, however the echoing chambers of an empty castle only make it louder. "anyways, cut the bullshit. you're gonna come with me, right?"

his neutral expression shifts into something like a frown, and yet you can tell he isn't exactly angry at your presumptuousness either. "i would like to accompany you. but my duties to my... mother and the family take precedence."

"and if you left, she'd send the whole gang after you."

he sighs again. "yes, that is the most probable outcome. and i would not wish to put the strawhat crew in danger."

"that's charming," you reply, "but also really stupid. and i know you aren't a dummy, right? you've been hanging around this dreary archipelago for your whole life! don't you want to, i don't know, do something? go on an adventure?"

he doesn't respond immediately, but a large hand clumsily pats your head with his pointer finger. you grin, knowing victory must be in sight. "your totally evil mom doesn't even leave her place that often, so she won't even notice that you're gone! and tell me right now that you don't think luffy would be chomping at the bit to fight her again? be serious, mochi-mochi."

all of a sudden the ground shifts under you, and you make an embarrassing yelp as you're dragged up and up and up. katakuri holds your body by the back of your shirt, and you're only partially worried that he could drop you. death by splat on marble floor isn't appealing in the slightest. you're suspended by a shirt pinched between fingers as he squints slightly, as though looking for a secret in your expression.

"fine," he eventually says, "i will go. but if something goes wrong, do not say i didn't warn you."

"ah, you're bringing me back to old times!" you hum, making a familiar grabby hand motion for him to drop you on his shoulder. "except i think uh, the last time you warned me-"

"you got fired, yes," he says amicably, but acquiesces to your request. "left or right?"

"right! i wanna look like a really mean parrot, mr. pirate," you exclaim, laughing as he drops you gently where you'd asked. feeling mischievous, you press a kiss against his neck and watch as his face goes pink. "we should probably go make sure that you won't sink the sunny, though!"

"... and you somehow did not think to check something like that before?"

FIN (FOR NOW)

#one piece #one piece x reader #charlotte katakuri #charlotte katakuri x reader #gn!reader #requests open

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amevello-blue · 3 days

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Yo back up Donny tried to comfort Raph? This I gotta see

Yes but first of all you have to sit through my rant about this entire scene

They're all standing back to give Donny his space with Leo. They're all worried, hands clenched, tense, but Raph's the only one with his arms crossed over his chest. He's close off right now. They're sharing vulnerabilities, emotions. Raph is not. He doesn't want to. He doesn't want anything to show.

Raph scoffs and jokes "I think you got him hanging on your every word, Don." And Leo stirs. Casey's the one who comments on it, saying, "I think he heard you, Raphy."

Everyone looks kinda intent on this revelation, surprised, but determined. Raph genuinely looks surprised and stunned and almost dare I say frightened? Some of that emotion is leaking through.

Then Mikey does his story, and Raph is... less than impressed. His arms are crossed over his chest again, he's scoffing, he's insulting Leo, saying he's not waking up because he's afraid.

He gets upset. "He got his butt whooped, and now he's too chicken to come back and face it!"

Mikey looks worried, upset, but Donny gets this moment of... Realization. He knows what Raph's doing. He knows Raph's going to say things he doesn't mean. He knows Raph.

Donny says, "that's enough, Raph." He doesn't scold him, or get mad at him about it. Just. Set his hand on his shoulder and says that's enough. That's enough getting angry at Leo when we all know that it's not Leo you're angry at.

Raph's trying really hard. He turns away from Donny. He's squeezing his eyes shut. He's trying not to cry. This is the comforting part I mean.

He shakes Don's hand off, which surprises Donny. Implying this method has worked to calm Raph down before.

"Well I say who needs ya? It's not like we can't get on without you playing fearless leader." Interestingly when Raph says that they'd be fine without him, it focuses on Leo, who is bruised and unconscious and spent hours in the rain trying to escape the Foot because he couldn't bring them back to April's. He knew he couldn't bring them back to April's. He could have gotten help there, but that would risk putting his family in danger.

Then, when you see Raph again...

He's crying. And Donny's shock has turned to genuine concern for Raph.

And he turns away from Donny more, and Donny's expression softens from concern to understanding. The fact that this scene is set up like this, where Raph is crying and Donny is the one watching him in the background, it hits me a certain way. Donny doesn't cry. Not after Kirby, not after Honeycutt, not when he realizes that he's going to have to kill his entire family to stop the Shredder. (In Exodus and in SAINW.) But Raph's here, crying, at their first big defeat. One of them has been defeated, broken, and only lived because their enemy was playing with him like a cat toy.

And Donny is RIGHT THERE.

Anyway, Raph tells the story of how he accepted Leo's leadership when they were kids, that strongest and bravest do not necessarily make for the best leader who makes the best decisions for the team.

And he's struggling again. "I don't even know why I told you that story. I guess I just... What I'm tryin to say is..." And he can't finish his sentence. He just trails off he clutches at his head, his face, he can't look at anyone, can't let them see the expression he's making.

And Leo, who has only reacted to Raph's voice this entire time, is only shown to be reacting to Raph's voice, stirs again.

Splinter reassures him this time. "Your brother hears you, Raphael. He understands."

And Raph, he doesn't say anything. He just. Goes to the window. And imo is processing the fact that he knows they can't survive without Leo. They need their fearless leader (a nickname that Raph gave him in the first place.) That's what that story meant. They need Leo. Raph needs Leo.

anyway the whole scene makes me incredibly emotional. The farmhouse arc wasn't just a Leo arc, it was very much a Raph arc as well. It was learning his brother isn't fearless. Isn't invincible. Leo is breakable. Raph literally helps Leo put himself (and his swords) back together. And I don't think Raph would have ever realized that Leo needed that kind of help if this scene hadn't happened earlier.

Cause the thing is, Leo was afraid. He was terrified of coming back and facing that failure. Failure is SUCH a big part of his character, his fear of it, his fight against it, and Raph... Raph hit the nail on the head. But telling stories of the times Leo was strong, the times that his family has needed him, was what brought Leo back.

And I think Raph realized at that point that. Maybe Leo needs help sometimes. Maybe he isn't Mr Perfect Ninja Son. Maybe Raph can be the one to help.

#tmnt 2003 #ame talks

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vixien11 · 2 months

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BESTIE NEW PROMT JUST DROPPED!!!

Emily gets blackout drunk and writes a 1200 page erotica novel (maybe even longer) that makes her girlfriends (Charlie and vaggie) a mix between turned on and mildly concerned the more they read. The hazbins have a bit of a book club because NO ONE knows what’s in the book not even Emily cause she was completely blacked out. It’s a really good book too, the story beats, the characters, the emotions are all leaving the hotel impressed and gobsmacked.

Hah! Okay I just have to write this. Sorry I took a while to respond!(Totally not going to base the novel after a project I'm working on) Emily: (Wakes up groggily and rubs her face as she lifts her head away from a hard object) Ugh... I need to stop asking Charlie's aunt for beezle juice... (Looks down at the object her face was resting on to find a hardcover book called Weeping Horizons. After a moment of looking at it, she notices it says she wrote the book.) Emily: What? I.. I wrote a whole book..? It looks long. How did I even make it hardcover while drunk!? (She looks the book up and down) Well.. Better tell everyone else about this. Later, the whole crew is circled up around this book, eyeing it confusedly. Emily: Next thing I know, I'm wake up with this book. I don't even know what genre it is... (The Hazbins were looking at the book with awe as the cover had a feathered woman with long, pearly white hair curling around her face. The golden eyes of the women sparked a little bit off blood that was inching down her face.) Emily: But the cover looks like my art style.. Charlie: Alright. We'll just read it then! Can't be that bad. (Opens the book tentatively) An hour later, Angel is the only one immune enough to the contents of the book to read it out loud. Angel: Silk gasp as Phoenix licked the blood on her neck and drew circles on her collar bone... (Eyes widen) Okay.. Dove.. (Points at Emily) How the hell are YOU the one who wrote this..!? (Charlie and Vaggie are both blushing profusely and Emily is burying her face in a pillow) Emily: I DON'T KNOOOOW!! I WAS DRUNK OKAY?! Alastor: (Ears are back in asexual disapproval) Yet you have not one grammar mistake... (Flinches back with a small wendigo screech as he reads ahead.) Angel: Well at least I got the stomach for this. (Clears his throat before continuing to read) Half an hour later, it is Vaggie who is reading while the rest of the Hazbins are bawling their eyes out. Vaggie: (Wipes eye) Orchid knew she had made a grave error.. She knew her girlfriends despised her for every moment she had lied. Lied about her past. A shiver went down her spine as she watched Silk's eyes darken. A whimper escaped her.. (Her voice catches) Husk: (Lip trembles slightly) What the fuck are you doing?! Keep reading, dumbass! Angel: FUCK 'EM, ORCHID! I STAND BY YA!! THOSE BITCHES JUST NEED TA LISTEN TO YA! (Cries into Husk's shoulder) Cherri: Fuck you talkin' about, Angi? She ruined there relationship because she lied! She used to kill off civilians like it was pest control! Angel: (Head shooting up from Husk's shoulder) SHE CHANGED AND YOU KNOW IT!! Charlie + Emily: (Hiccupping and clutching either side of Vaggie for support) Cherri: Angi, I will go to war over this. HER REDEMTION ARC HAS BEEN LAME AS FUCK SO FAR!! Angel: (Dramatic ahh gasp) How FUCKING DARE you!! Vaggie: Is no one going to talk about how fucking tragic Pheonix is!? Like hello? Cursed to never be taken seriously but also is why everyone is still as mentally sound as they are! Charlie: (Wipes face) I am SUCH a Pheonix kinnie... Husk: Keep reading! Vaggie: (Sighs and mentally prepares to continue reading.) Should I keep writing this? :3

#these bitches gay #vaggie hazbin hotel #charlie hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel #emily hazbin hotel #charlie x vaggie x emily #charlies angels #chaggily #angel hazbin hotel #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel memes #husk hazbin hotel #cherri hazbin hotel #HUSK IS SO MOVED HELP

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in1-nutshell · 3 months

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Can you do the g1 atobots with a human buddy that makes very comfy “nests” around the ship?

YES!

Also I made Buddy a toddler for this one, if you didn't want that please let me know.

Hope you enjoy!

Human Buddy the toddler making 'nests' around the ship

SFW, Platonic, Human reader

Buddy was a toddler whose parents were close friends with the Autobots.

They often brought Buddy to the base while they helped around.

The bots loved seeing the little one around the base.

Buddy was always a little treat to have around.

Sure, they had their tantrum moments as any toddler would, but they were mostly behaved.

Spike looking under the control panels.

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker walk in to see Spike.

“What ya looking for Spike?”—Sideswipe

“Did you loose that pen again?”--Sunstreaker

“I can’t find Buddy!”--Spike

“What!?”—Sideswipe and Sunstreaker

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker start looking for Buddy.

“Buddy! Buddy where are you!”--Sideswipe

“They couldn’t have gone that far, right?”--Sunstreaker

“Not with those tiny feet.”--Sideswipe

Meanwhile on the other side of the Arc…

Buddy on the top shelf of the tool shelf.

“Ready Mr. Warpath!”--Buddy

Warpath at the bottom holding a mattress.

“Let’s go Buddy! When I say BAM! You jump!”--Warpath

“Okay!”--Buddy

“1… 2… 3—”--Warpath

Ratchet walks in.

“Warpath what are—OH PRIMUS NO!”--Ratchet

“BAM!”—Warpath

Buddy jumps off the ledge with a huge smile on their face.

“WWWWEEEEEEEEE!”--Buddy

Ratchet kick drops Warpath and grabs Buddy midair.

Buddy waving their arms up.

“Again! Again!”--Buddy

Sometimes if they were extra good, they were allowed sleepovers at the base, with Optimus’s and their parents’ permission.

The sleepovers soon became more and more common as Buddy’s parents were leaving and coming back home too late from work.

Buddy didn’t mind that too much, they had their friends to keep them company!

They ended up finding many little nooks and crannies on the Arc.

Thank you hide and seek games!

On the times that they did go home, they made sure to stuff their bag to the brim with pillows and blankets.

The bots are confused when they see Buddy with a determined look on their face going somewhere in the Arc.

Powerglide and Bumblebee looking at Buddy hauling three backpacks filled with stuff along the hallway.

“Hey Buddy! What ya got there?”--Bumblebee

“Stuff!”--Buddy

Buddy continues to lug their things.

“You need help with that?”--Powerglide

Buddy looks at their stuff then at the long hallway.

“Yes please!”--Buddy

Bumblebee grabs the bags while Powerglide grabs Buddy like a paper airplane.

“And AWAY WE GO!”--Powerglide

Ratchet turning the corner with his data pads.

“Bumblebee have you seen my—”--Ratchet

Looks at Powerglide holding Buddy like a paper airplane.

“POWERGLIDE! WHAT IN THE NAME OF PRIMUS ARE YOU DOING?!”--Ratchet

“Look Ratchet! I’m a plane just like Powerglide!”--Buddy

“Yes, but a certain plane about be grounded for the next month if he doesn’t fix the way he handles certain people…”--Ratchet

Buddy now has several well-hidden spots for them to nap during the day.

No one notices them for months.

Jazz and Prowl are the first ones to find one of Buddy’s hiding spaces.

“Buddy? What is this?”--Prowl

Buddy patting proudly at the blankets and pillows.

“My nest!”--Buddy

“Your… nest?”--Prowl

“Yep! I have a whole bunch! That when I wanna take naps and play games!”--Buddy

“Hmm…”--Prowl

Jazz recognizes the look of disapproval and tries to help Buddy out.

“You know Prowl, these places are much safer for Buddy to be in than randomly walking around the Arc. And they do like napping randomly…”--Jazz

Prowl pause considering the possibility.

“And if there’s an attack on the ship, Buddy’ll have a place to safely hide!”--Jazz

Prowl pauses before sighing.

Win for Jazz.

“Buddy, can you show us where else you have these ‘nests’?”--Prowl

“No.”--Buddy

“No?”--Prowl

“No!”--Buddy

“Would you tell us if Prowl lets you ring the police siren?”--Jazz

“Jazz!”--Prowl

“Deal!”--Buddy

Jazz gives Prowl a proud look.

Prowl just turns back to Buddy.

Buddy brings out a map of the Arc doodled in crayon.

“These are all the places!”--Buddy

“… Do you think you can tell the others about this?”--Prowl

“No!”--Buddy

“And what if we promise to take you out on patrol?”--Jazz

“Jazz! We can’t—”--Prowl

“Really!? Deal!”--Buddy

The next meeting Buddy is explaining the concept of the nests with the help from Prowl and Jazz.

Some of the bots praise Buddy for their idea.

Some are a little disturbed at how long they didn’t know about this.

The others just want to see these places themselves.

Now with most of the places Autobot knowledge, many bots go and visit any nests they find.

In the case they don’t see Buddy, they might poke around the nest a bit.

Maybe fluff a pillow or move something around.

If they do find Buddy sleeping, they are defiantly taking pictures and fixing their blanket.

Ratchet walks by one of the ‘nests’.

He hears light snore and goes to look.

Buddy is in a tangle of limbs with hair and cloths looking like they went through a hurricane.

Ratchet just chuckles a bit and readjusts the blanket and Buddy’s position.

Buddy yawns quietly before snuggling deeper in the nest.

Ratchet smiles and continues his way.

#transformers x reader #maccadam #human buddy #transformers g1 #g1 transformers x platonic reader

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ryotono · 1 year

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More Upper moons and [Y/N] and quotes and Chaos, curse and whatever the god damnit it's this

Enjoy! :D

[Y/N]: good evening, my only amazing master Muzan, the glorious king of demons

Muzan: what did you do?

[Y/N]: I burned down a city

Muzan: what

[Y/N]: yeah ik I f*cked up but listen-

Muzan: [Y/N] YOUR MISSION WAS NOT EVEN NEAR A CITY, HOW DO YOU BURNT A WHOLE CITY?

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[Y/N]: I will die for you.

Kokushibo: we are demons, in fact we can't just die

[Y/N]: I would take a bullet for you

Kokushibo: It wouldn't affect you

[Y/N]: I WOULD SET MYSELF IN THE SUN FOR YOU

Kokushibo: don't be dumb and kill yourself, you need to serve Muzan

[Y/N]: kokushibo for the glory of akaza tits, pls accept my demonstration of love

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Douma: ngl master Muzan, but [Y/N] is your favorite isn't?

Muzan: of course they are, they can f*ck the whole mission? Yeah, but at least THEY COMPLETE THE MISSION, THING NONE OF YOU DO, Y'ALL PIECE OF DOG SHI-

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Daki: oh yeah, how did you get rid of that group of slayers?

[Y/N]: well...

Demon slayers: We got you demon, there's nowhere to run!

[Y/N]: Guess have no choice, going to use mine Blood Demon Art...

[Y/N]: SHIMMY YAY SHIMMY YA SWALLA LA LA

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Kokushibo introduces Kaigaku to the rest of the upper moons:

Kaigaku: hi

[Y/N]: what the f*ck was that

Kaigaku: It was me, Kaigaku, the new upper moon

[Y/N]: oh, jesus christ! Is that a fucking Gremlin?

kokushibo: [Y/N] no

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Akaza: How are we going to tell Muzan that we failed the mission?

[Y/N]: distracting him!

Akaza: how?

[Y/N]:

Akaza: ?

[Y/N], dancing: tell me, tell me, tell me, you, want me, want me-

Akaza: NO

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After Swordsmith Village Arc events:

Muzan: [Y/N] what do you have there?

[Y/N]: oh, after you sent me to help Gyokko and Hantengu and they failed miserably, I was on my way back and found this doll.

Muzan: doll?

[Y/N]: yeah look! (show Yoriichi Type Zero)

Muzan: FUCK-

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Extra!

X: What's your opinion on [Y/N]?

Muzan: just another lazy pig who works for me (you are his favorite child)

Kokushibo: as longs they serve Muzan, I'm fine (he loves you)

Douma: [Y/N]? I love [Y/N]! Even when I can hear they walking inside my walls, threatening me, almost ripping my head of, and giving me nightmares every night, I love them!

Akaza: it's okay ( he loves you too, especially after you beat his ass in a fight)

yes you're strong as hell here love u

Hantengu was crying a lot, so take it as his opinion.

Nakime: PLEM PLEM PLEM sorry (Translation: she likes you, good job!)

Gyokko: That Satan and Lucifer bastard child, always breaks my pretty pots and calls my art bullshit! (bc it's bullshit, anyway, Gyokko doesn't like you since he gifted you a pot, you yelled "YEET" and threw it away)

Daki: [Y/N] is not like these uglies, they have good taste! She is referring to herself (She adores you and would do anything to protect you, but would probably fail and call her brother)

Gyuutaro: meh they cool I guess (Guess what! He loves when you hangout with him and his sister and you ofc)

You three match nail color

Kaigaku: Terrifies me (In fact, he is traumatized because of you)

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More Extra! (Because I think this post is short, and not that funny)

[Y/N] missions be like:

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That's all for today!

Thank you all for interact with my other post about [Y/N] and Upper moon, makes me really happy, love y'all!

Again, sorry for any spelling mistakes, english is not my first language.

Bye ;)

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queerenteen · 2 years

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Do y'all think the Batfam makes fun of Jason for how dramatic he was after he came back? Like, the Lazarus pit may have made him supernaturally insane but it did not make him a theatre nerd.

Steph: *wheezing* Those are the heads of all of your lieutenants. That took me two hours. You wanna see what I get done in a whole evening?

Jason: Please, stop

Dick: *almost crying tears of laughter* Make no mistake. I'm not asking you to cut in with me, I'm telling you!

Jason: That's it, you're dead to me

Steph and Dick: *look at each other before the laughter intensifies*

Tim: Did you face me at Titan's Tower because it was thematically the correct option for your corruption arc?

Jason: That's it, I'm taking back my apology

Duke: Does the Joker have to be dead because that's the only satisfying parallel for you? Does being sent into the Phantom Zone or something not count--

Jason: *shaking his head* I didn't expect this from ya.

Damian: Decapitation is so messy, there are so many other things you could have done--

Babs: *over the comm line* He just wanted to make a dramatic entry. And also a threat from the Middle Ages. Now can you please focus on catching the robber--

Jason: It worked didn't it?!

Jason: *after Cass steals his leather jacket* Cass please you don't even like leather jackets

Cass: Maybe I don't. Or is this just the real me?

Jason: *bangs his head against the wall*

Bruce: Why did you decide to take on Black Mask by yourself?!

Jason: *scowling with his arm in a splint* I can handle it.

Alfred: It was incredibly foolish of you Master Jason. Your own response on easier ways to die was, "Yeah, like yelling at the guy who's holding the AK-47." Now, would you care to explain why you charged into a room yelling at over a dozen people with AK-47s?

Jason: I give up

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alexa-fika · 4 months

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I’m at whole cake rn and can’t stop thinking about reader who happens to be Sanji’s little sibling he adopted while on the sea going with Sanji to see Germa. Bonus points if it’s winged child reader!

Love you sm!!! 💖💖

Danger Skittles ( Sanji x male!winged!child!reader)

A/N: So proud of that tittle, I havent read this arc so I had the manga next to me as l wrote so I hope it is good, maybe not a COOK but it is a cook, ya know? Sorry this oke took so long as I said Im going trough a hard moment rn. Also I will be taking those bonus point in the form of kisses Pay up 🫴🏼

Btw PISSED CAUSE TUMBLR FROZE WHEN I WAS ABOUT TO HIT POST, HAD EVERYTHING READY AND IT GOT DELETED THIS IS THE SECOND TIME I HAD TO DO THIS, thank God I write my things in grammarly and them I copy paste them here cause other wise I would have rage quit yall. IT DID IT AGAIN

Dividers by @/saradika

“Sanji-nii, I don’t like this; your family sounds scary, and they want to hurt Big Brother.”

“I know…I know…I‘ll get us out of this,” he promises his brother, walking down the familiar hallways he had grown up in, the walls that his brothers tortured him in, walking into the dining hall and taking his seat, placing the young child on his lap, ignoring the talk of his brothers

Reader munches on the food Sanji passes to him as he huddles close to him, trying to shield himself with his wings to avoid the crude commentary of his family

“Just ignore them,” he whispers to the boy, rubbing his wings, gently stroking his hair, shielding him from the insults,

“These idiots aren’t worth it.”

“Okay”

Niji soon notices that his insults are not reaching his brother, so he switches his anger to the head cook, berating her for making them ‘vile food.’

Commanding her to stay still, with a sadistic grin on his face, he aims his plate and lunches it towards her face until Sanji quickly moves Reader from his lap, placing him on their chair, as he steps in front of Cosette to stop the incoming plate.

“Just what do you think you are doing, you bastard?” he hisses at his older brother, protecting the cook and shielding her from harm.

Reader Awe at his brother's actions grin growing when he sees Sanji bend down, turning towards Cosette and complimenting her on the food

Cosette chuckles nervously. She’d seen them react violently to her cooking before, but Sanji’s reaction was one she’d never seen before, his compliment catching her off guard, causing her to turn a faint pink color, her cheeks rosy.

Reader’s cheer soon changed into warning screams, seeing as Niji stomped towards him, aiming a kick his way

“Sanji-nii!!”

Sanji quickly turned around at the sound of the screams, having no time to make a move as his brother’s leg was brought rapidly down only to stop right in front of Sanji as his father ordered him to stop

“Let me go!” The boy screams, flapping his wings furiously, struggling against Judge’s grasp as he takes hold of him

“ Your mistakes keep growing. May I attribute that to this amalgamation here and this man?” he said, shoving a picture of Zeff and Reader for Sanji to look at, the sound of the child’s wings still echoing around the rooms as they struggle against the man’s grip

“I suggest you cooperate with the marriage to Pudding lest you want both of their heads rolling at your door,” he said, dropping Reader, watching him flutter back to Sanji

He walks out of the room, the rest of his children following him, glancing back at Sanji, who by now has kneeled down to comfort The child

“Make sure tomorrow’s ceremony goes without a hitch, you know what we are capable of,” he said, leaving the room

Sanji was left staring at the floor in shock and anger and then at his brother’s teary and fear-filled eyes

After a minute, he had collected himself; he looked back at Reader, his hand petting his wings gently

“ It’s going to be fine, it‘s going to be fine… ” he tells him, placing his arm around him, trying to protect him as much as he possibly could.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry, Sanji-nii!”

“No, there’s nothing to apologize for; I promise you’re not doing anything wrong, okay?” Sanji says softly, brushing his wings and playing with his hair gently to soothe them

“But now, because I’m here, they are making you do things you don’t want to do!”

“ Hey, hey, listen to me, you hear me? “ he says softly,

“This is not your fault, do you understand? This is not your fault,” repeating himself,

“This is not. Your. FAULT! You got that?”

“Bu-

“No buts! Understand?” Sanji says firmly, grabbing hold of his wrists, stopping them from saying another word,

“ I said it’s not your fault. Am I clear?”

“O-okay,” he nods, rubbing at his eyes, trying to rid himself of the tears not cascading from them

“Will Papa Zeff be okay?”

Sanji sighs softly,

“ I promise I will make sure the old fart is okay,” he whispers to his little brother, his eyes shining with determination.

“Do you trust me?”

“Yeah.. but I don’t know what’s going on, im scared. Why did Big Brother fight Uncle Luffy? Why did we have to leave the straw hats? Why did they want you to marry that woman? And why are you wearing cuffs?”

Sanji's heart sinks when he hears his brother start asking questions. He knew it was only a matter of time before he started asking questions, and he deserved to know the truth, but he was not so sure the harsh honesty of reality is something he could take, so he decided to hold most of the facts back.

“It’s… it’s complicated, ” he begins, his tone is serious as he continues,

“ Just know that all of this will be resolved soon...”

“ I promise I’ll answer all your questions later, but right now, we have to stay focused, okay?” he whispers softly to his brother, caressing his chin with his finger gently.

“I need you to be brave, just for a little bit longer, okay? “ he says, his voice a gentle, soothing tone as he takes his little brother’s hand and stands up, placing him on his feet,

“ I know I can count on you, don’t I?

“Yeah”

Sanji smiles, hugging the small boy

“Thank you. This is why you’re my favorite.”

“That’s because your brothers are assholes, Sanji-nii.”

Sanji’s head snaps to the toddler, shocked at his words, eventually letting out a baffled chuckle

“Normally, I would have you in timeout for using those words, but I ‘ll let it slide in this situation.”

He smiles mischievously, his eyes still tear-filled, and his body stiffed with the exchange they had had with Judge

“Im glad Big Brother is not an ass like the skittle men.”

“Okay, don’t push it.”

Maybe part two when Nil takes revenge on Cosette? I know that last part was kind of out of nowhere and a lil bit occ but I had to get that comedy in, I had to its in my DNA

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How Ozzie's Doesn't Matter in Season 2

When Ozzie's came out, it initially seemed like a big turning point for the series; we were all very excited to see how these events would playout in Season 2. Unfortunately, Season 2 completely disappoints when it comes to Ozzie's (just like pretty much EVERYTHING), as, what was once a big turning point for the show feels like it doesn't matter, having little consequences in the season. Let's get into why.

1. Stolas and Blitz's relationship

Ozzie's ended with Blitz cutting Stolas out and telling him he was very upset that their relationship was just about Stolas fucking him and nothing else. Now, you'd think that things would be more awkward after that, that there would be some tension between the two after it....except no.

The next time they see each other in Seeing Stars, they act as if Ozzie's never happened and interact like everything's normal. This set off a lot of fans obviously, as this was very jarring for them to go back to normal after such a major event for them. Then Western Energy came around and made things worse by resolving off-screen with a blink and you'll miss it text message.

So Blitz and Stolas' dynamic does not change at all in Season 2 despite how the last season ended their relationship, there's no tension between them at all and they just pretend like nothing happened, and, to add insult to injury, they made it get resolved with a text message.

Then Oops came along and suddenly things were different? Like, the conflict with Stolas getting the crystal seems to be continuing the feud him and Blitz had when Ozzie's ended...but, when the consequences of the episode have been completely ignored up until this point, having it suddenly matter NOW six episodes in feels like too-little-too-late.

You can't have the consequences of an episode not matter for five episodes and then have it suddenly matter now, it's better to have those consequences matter the whole way through rather than whenever the show FEELS like it wants them to matter.

But I'm done talking about that, let's get into...

2. Stolas becoming a better person

With Blitz telling Stolas that he doesn't want to fuck him anymore, you'd think this could set up an arc for Stolas where he ends up realizing his mistakes and decides to become a better person...

...except no. Season 2 chucks away any real potential for Stolas as a character and, instead of making him realize his mistakes and decide to grow from them, Season 2 decides to woobify Stolas and coddle him for his mistakes, and demonizes any character who dares get mad at what he's done to them.

Stolas could have been easily the best character in the whole show; somebody who realizes his mistakes and decides to make amends and grow from them, but season 2 completely destroyed that in favor of making Stolas an UwU soft boy who did nothing wrong (despite doing a LOT OF SHIT WRONG but ok). It threw away any potential for an interesting arc for Stolas because it's too busy coddling and woobifying him to do that. Now let's get into...

3. Stolas being found out

In Ozzie's, Asmodeus exposed Stolas for sleeping with an Imp, making it seem like a big deal that would have consequences in season 2...but it doesn't. I already talked about this in my post about Hellaverese' world-building issues but Stolas has not received any real consequences so far for sleeping with Blitz, so what's even the point of making it out to be such a big deal if Stolas was NEVER going to face consequences for it at all?

Stolas being found out doesn't matter despite the show making it out to be a big deal because Stolas has received NO punishment or consequences for this at all despite Ozzie's trying to imply otherwise.

4. Conclusion

So ya, that's how Ozzie's in Season 2 doesn't matter. For an episode that was supposed to be this big turning point for a lot of things in the show, Season 2 completely ignores all the consequences of the episode, making it feel completely and utterly meaningless.

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ramblers-lets-get-ramblin · 10 months

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Linger On- Chapter 10

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Word Count: 3.5k

Rating: E MDNI 18+

Warnings: not much this chapter. Angst, infidelity, allusions to sex, mentions of divorce, Joel Miller Tears TM, Tommy Miller is a little shit

Immersability: reader is able-bodied. can have/has had a child.

Author’s Notes: Y’all this chapter feels so weird to me. It doesn’t feel like it flows at all. I needed to include a bunch of this to transition to the next arc but idk. Any feedback is appreciated. I may be stepping away from the fic for a week or two to clear my head about it. I will DEFINITELY come back to it. But i would spend some time working on some of my other WIPs. I purposely DID NOT leave a cliffhanger just in case. I think its good to step away from when it isn’t working right. Please bear with me if the next chapter doesn’t come out for a bit. I love you all and your enthusiasm for this story really fires me up to write it. New things are on the horizon for Joel and Sweets and also my upcoming fics!

Fall 1999

Joel freezes at the bottom of the stairs. Clad in only his black boxer briefs and with two full glasses of water in his hands, there isn’t much he can do to make this look like anything other than what it is. He turns towards the door and lets out a sigh of relief when he hears Tommy’s voice call out. “Joel? Sweets? Y’all here?”

“Goddamnit, Tommy! You scared the shit outta me!” Joel exclaims forgetting, in his relief, about the compromising position he’s found himself in. Tommy stops in his tracks, eyes wide, with the door wide open.

“Joel? What the fuck, man?” Tommy spits.

“Close the fuckin’ door, Tommy. You tryin’ to give the whole neighborhood a free show? What the hell are you doin’ here anyway?”

“You asked me to help put the finishin’ touches on Sweets’ bathroom. Don’tcha remember? I was knocking but nobody answered. Guess I know why, now.” Tommy chuckles. Joel hangs his head back and sighs. “I fuckin’ forgot. Fuck, I’m sorry, man.” Joel walks back towards the kitchen and sets the glasses of water down on the island.

“Sweets. You, uh, you better get down here.” Joel calls up the stairs.

Tommy has a wicked grin plastered on his face. “Joel Miller, you dirty dog.” Tommy teases.

“Cut it out. I mean it.” Joel says sternly.

Joel sucks air through his teeth when you descend the stairs wearing only his t-shirt. “Joel? What’s going on, baby?” You ask. Joel turns to face you and jerks his head to the side. It’s only then that you notice Tommy in the kitchen, grinning ear to ear.

“Well, now. What do we have here?” Tommy asks while pinching the hem of Joel’s shirt, causing it to rise. You slap his hand away.

“Tommy!” You groan and bury your face in your hands. Tommy roars with laughter. Full on belly-laugh with his head thrown back.

“Oh, c’mon, y’all. I can’t be the only one who saw this comin’ from a mile away?” Tommy looks between the two of you before breaking out into laughter again. “Idiots. The both of ya.” He says with a shake of his head. “I’ll let you two get back to it. I expect to be hearin’ all about this later.” You can’t tell if he’s talking to you or Joel but you suspect both.

As soon as the front door is closed behind him, you turn to look at Joel. He must see the fear in your eyes because he gathers you into his arms immediately. You are comforted by the warm strength of him. “Don’t worry, darlin’. Tommy ain’t gonna say nothin’.” And you know he won’t. Tommy would never do anything to hurt either one of you. You were more worried that getting caught would send Joel running as far and fast away from you as he could. You suppose it will take some time to get over that. The feeling that he’s just gonna walk away from you again. But he might, a little voice in your head says. The voice isn’t wrong. You aren’t his wife. He isn’t yours anymore.

“Let’s go back upstairs, huh?’ Joel says into your hair. You nod and allow him to lead you back to your bedroom. You spend the rest of the morning in bed, relearning each other’s bodies. The finishing touches never end up getting done in the bathroom. Joel joins you in the shower. He moans as you scrub the shampoo into his scalp. You use your shampoos as opposed to Steve’s. You wouldn’t be able to take him smelling like your husband. He helps you dry off and watches you dress yourself. Like he’s taking you all in, committing you to memory. You walk him to the door, your hand never leaving his. He cups both of your cheeks and plants a devastating kiss on your lips. A kiss so full of want and love and hope, you just know in your heart it won’t be the last.

“I’ll call ya tonight, baby. After I talk with her.” He presses a kiss into your forehead and climbs into his truck. You slump against the door and find yourself once again asking, “what the fuck am I gonna do?”

Joel arrives home before Val and Sarah. He takes the opportunity to walk around his house. Even though they had lived here seven years it never really felt like home. The family pictures that covered the walls told the story of his life with Val and Sarah. Unfortunately, the story they told was a lie. Not with Sarah, never with her. But the way he and Val held hands or he wrapped his arms around her, none of that was real. Maybe nobody had noticed that the smile in the photos had never reached his eyes. He knows now, more than ever, that he never had a chance at being truly happy without you. He should have taken you up on your offer to stay in Austin. He could have had ten years worth of genuine happiness. You could have helped him raise his daughter, had a few kids of your own. What Joel wouldn’t give to see you swollen with his baby. To watch you and Sarah chase a toddler around the backyard of his parents’ home. You’d have never asked him to buy anything “nicer” or “newer.” You loved that house almost as much as he did. Joel sighs and makes his way to his bedroom. He goes to his closet and pulls out two duffel bags. He’s packing the last of his necessities when he hears the front door open. He steels himself and heads out of his room to find his wife.

“Hey, can we talk?” He asks. She’s already in the kitchen, rifling through the refrigerator and cabinets, hunting ingredients for dinner. She sees the seriousness in her husband’s eyes and looks over to Sarah at the dining room table.

“Hey baby, why don’t you go do your homework in your room today? You can watch SpongeBob.” Sarah perks up at the idea and runs to her room, pausing to give Joel a kiss. Once her door has been shut, unknowingly sheltering herself from the dissolution of her family, Val nods towards the back porch. She sits on the bench Joel had built, not the one from his childhood home, and crosses her arms over her chest. Instinctively protecting her heart from the man she had unwillingly fallen in love with. She knows what’s coming. She’s been expecting this talk for weeks.

“I’m guessin’ it turned into somethin’?” She questions him. Joel shifts his weight uncomfortably. He knows about her feelings for him. She told him one night, years ago, when they’d both had too much to drink and had fallen into bed together. He knows this is going to hurt her a lot more than him. He’s never felt anything more for her than he had the day they got married. He told her as much that night, and with tears in her eyes, she told Joel she understood. She just wanted to let him know where she stood. Because they’ve always been honest with each other about everything.

“Yeah. It has. I'm sorry-“ she cuts him off with a wave of her hand.

“You don’t need to apologize to me, Joel. I know how you feel about her, how you’ve always felt. She’s always gonna be the one for you.” It takes everything in her to fight the tears she feels in her eyes. but she doesn’t want him to see them. She wants this choice to be his. “Is she leaving her husband?” Val asks quietly. Joel shrugs his shoulders in response.

“To be honest with you, I don’t know.” She can tell that he’s fighting his own emotions. Neither of them feel comfortable being vulnerable with the other anymore.

“Are you gonna be okay with that? Being the other man?”

“If that's all I get, then i s’pose I’ll have to be. I can’t go back to bein’ nothin’ to her.” Joel replies softly. “I’m gonna go stay with Tommy. I’ll call the lawyer tomorrow and have the papers drawn up. Obviously you keep this house and your car, anythin’ you want really.” Val’s shoulder slump, she’s been expecting that something would happen but she really hadn’t thought far enough ahead to even consider divorce.

“What are we gonna tell our daughter, Joel?” Her voice is almost a whisper.

“Well, I don’t think we should tell her tonight. I think we all need a little time to process everythin’. But then, we just tell her the truth. That we love her and we’ll both always be here for her.”

Val nods and hugs herself tighter. “Can you go now?” She pleads. “I’d really like to be alone.” Joel nods and moves towards her. He places his hand on her shoulder and she briefly leans into his touch before stiffening.

“I really am sorry about this. I’ll go say goodnight to Sarah and grab my stuff.” He pauses outside his daughter’s still closed door. The sounds of SpongeBob SquarePants and her laughter fill his ears. With another deep sigh he knocks on her door and pushes it open when she says

“Come in!” He joins Sarah and her forgotten homework on her bed.

“Hey baby girl, I just wanted to come tell you goodnight. I’m going to spend the night at Uncle Tommy’s tonight.” She can barely tear her eyes away from the t.v.

“Okay, Daddy. Have fun with Uncle Tommy.” Joel almost loses the hold on the tears he’s been fighting since the porch.

“Can I have a goodnight kiss?” He asks her. She turns and gives him a million watt smile, the gaps in her teeth making her impossibly cuter.

“Goodnight, Daddy. I love you.” Joel wraps her up in his arms and hugs her tightly.

“I love you baby girl. I love you so much.”

She taps his arm several times. “Too tight, Daddy!” She says in a mocking groan. Joel releases her with a kiss to the crown of her head. He takes one last look around her room before he grabs his bags and walks out the door.

By the time he arrives at Tommy’s house, he’s given up holding the tears back. Tommy just opens the door and wordlessly invites him in. Joel sits on the couch and Tommy brings him a beer. He sits on the coffee table across from the couch and looks at his big brother. The man who’d been a father to him for longer than their own father had a chance to. Who raised him to do the right thing, and taught him how to be a man. Who’d saved his ass from more run-ins than Tommy could ever keep track of. Tommy could count on one hand the number of times he’d seen Joel cry. He wanted to know what was going on so badly. But he knew Joel wasn’t in the place for it at the moment. So he just sat there, watching, waiting, in case Joel needed anything. He eventually swapped the beer out for whiskey, and carried Joel’s bags into the spare room. Tommy figured he could clear the junk out of his gym by the weekend and they could start fixing it up for Sarah. Tommy knows without needing to be told that his brother is home for good now.

You keep your promise to Jamie that afternoon and call Steve at his office. You have to choke down vomit when Natalie answers and says he’s busy. “This is his wife , and it is an emergency. Put my husband on the phone, now.” You demand.

‘What’s wrong?’ He asks in a worried tone when he finally gets on the line. You excuse yourself to the ground floor office that is full of your paining supplies so that Jamie can’t overhear you.

“What’s wrong is that you haven’t been home in three fucking weeks. What’s wrong is that our son cried the entire way to school this morning because you haven't bothered to call in almost two weeks. What the fuck is wrong with you?” You’ve never spoken to Steve this way. He’s never seen even a hint of the fiery girl you used to be. But you’ve had just about enough of this shit.

“Sweetheart, I am so sorry. I’ve just been up to my eyeballs at work here.” He tries to defend his behavior.

“Yeah, I’m sure you have.” You snap.

“How is the bathroom coming along? Did Joel come by to finish today?” You can hear the worry in his voice. He’s waiting to find out if Joel told you or not.

“No, actually. He called this morning and said that something had come up with his family. He’ll stop by tomorrow to finish up.” Another lie. But this time you don’t feel so bad. Finding out that Steve had been telling his own lies made yours a little easier to swallow. You hear him breathe a sigh of relief. What an asshole. You think.

“Honey, can we just-“

“I don’t really have much else to say to you right now, Steve. I’m going to put your son on the phone. You are going to resume your nightly calls to him. If you miss even one night I will drive to San Antonio to find out what’s been keeping you so busy you forgot that you have a wife and child.” You yank the phone from your ear before you can hear any of his protestations.

You walk back to the kitchen and hand Jamie the phone while you fix him a snack. You cringe a little when you hear him tell his father about helping Joel. Jamie’s mood seems much improved from this morning. He eats his snack and the two of you happily walk hand in hand to your parent’s house. He doesn’t hesitate to climb into his regular spot in grandpa’s lap. You notice that your father doesn’t seem as enthusiastic as he usually does. He mostly just listens. You phone the night nurse to see if she has noticed any change in his condition. She says he just seems more tired than usual and that it is normal for bedridden patients to go through bouts of depression. She assures you that Jamie’s visits have kept his spirits high and that your father tells her every story that Jamie tells him.

When you return home late in the evening you find that your worries about Steve and Joel have morphed into worry about your father. You aren’t ready to lose him. Not when you just got him back. You mentally kick yourself for staying away so long. You want to blame Joel for that but you can’t. It was your choice to stay away. You had wasted 10 years. You had stolen 7 years from your parents and your son that they could have had together. The phone ringing interrupts your thoughts. The called ID shows Tommy’s number and you answer the phone with a laugh. “You’re gonna have to get your gossip elsewhere, Miller. There’s no way in hell I’m telling you a thing.” You answer the phone with a laugh.

“Hey, baby. It’s me.” Joel replies instead of Tommy.

“Joel? Are you at Tommy’s? You ask.

“Yeah, I…moved back in over here. Val and I are gettin’ a divorce.” You gasp in surprise. You don’t know what you were expecting but it certainly wasn’t anything this drastic, this quickly.

“Are you sure that’s a good idea, Joel?” Suddenly your chest feels tight. You aren’t sure you are prepared to make the same move.

“Yeah, I’m sure. It was time. Hell, its been time for years, now.” Joel sighs heavily into the phone. “I’m gonna come by tomorrow so we can talk properly. I just wanted to let ya know where I’m gonna be in case you need to get ahold of me.”

“Are you alright?” You ask.

“I will be. I’m just sad for Sarah. And Val. But this is absolutely the right move for me. For us .” He adds quietly.

“As long as you’re sure. I support you in whatever you need to do. If you can’t come work tomorrow I understand.”

“Darlin’, I think seein’ you is about the only thing that can make me feel any better about all this. I’ll see ya in the mornin’. I love you, sweets.”

“Goodnight, Joel. See you the morning.” You hang up the phone. You notice that Joel has said “I love you” to you several times over the last day. You haven’t said it back but he hasn’t mentioned it. Joel is a patient man. Especially when it comes to something he wants. You do love him, of course. But everything is happening so quickly. It was just this morning that you found out your husband is being unfaithful to you. It was just this morning that you broke your own wedding vows.

Joel’s marriage is ending. Because of you. Does he expect you to divorce Steve? Jamie has been through so much recently without the added stress of a broken home. Although you aren’t sure if it’s possible for it to get anymore broken than it already is.

Once Jamie is in bed for the night you find yourself back in the office downstairs. You go through all the bags your mother had given you, taking the different painting supplies out. Canvasses and even an easel are joined by nearly every size paintbrush and probably a hundred different paints. You look around the unfurnished room and are struck with an idea that might make everyone a little happier.

When Joel arrives the next morning you let him into the house and as soon as the door is closed he sweeps you into his arms and his lips crash into yours. You thread your fingers through his hair and pull him in close. He finally breaks the kiss to come up for air. “Good morning to you too, Miller.” You laugh against his lips.

“Been waitin’ to do that, Sugar.”

“Well I hope it was worth the wait.” You reply.

“I’d wait for you forever, darlin’.” Joel says sincerely. You can hear what he isn’t saying. He’s not going to pressure you into making any decisions right now. You would have thought it was impossible to love this man anymore than you already did.

“Come on!” You tell him. “I’ve got a brilliant idea.” You lead him towards the first floor office.

You open the door and the both of you step inside. “I want to turn this into a studio where I can paint.” You tell him.

“What did you have in mind?” He asks. You run through all of the ideas you had stayed up late the night before coming up with. He agrees with most of them and suggest changes to others. You defer to him on those. He’s the professional, after all. “Do you need to talk to Steve, first?” He asks.

You scoff. “I don’t think I need Steve’s permission for anything, anymore. He wanted the house fixed up and the checking account has my name on it, too.” Joel raises an eyebrow at you. “Besides, I know a good contractor. I’m sure he’ll cut me a deal.” You throw Joel a wink and a smile.

“Guess I’ll have to get used to puttin’ up with ya, in that case.” He chuckles before wrapping you up in arms once again.

You finally pull yourselves apart so that you can go relieve the night nurse. She informs you that your father seems to have perked up since the night before, much to your relief. On her way out the door she stops and turns to you. “Your son is seven, right?” She asks.

“Yes he is. Why?”

“Well, my son is also seven and I had an idea. Your father seem to love the time that he spends with Jamie and I was wondering how you would feel about a sleepover. I’ll bring my son Friday night when I come to work and you can just leave Jamie here with us. I’ll set them up in the living room with Paul, and they can eat junk food and watch action movies. I think the boys will have a great time and it’ll do Paul a world of good too.”

“That sounds like a great idea, Stef. Thank you so much for all you do for him. We really appreciate you.” She gives you a quick hug and heads out.

When you and Jamie return home that evening, you find a note from Joel on your bathroom counter. “Be by in the morning. Be ready to go.” Go where? You wonder with a smile. You can’t wait to let him know that you will have a whole night together.

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The Paladin and their Succubus frenemy - 3.5

Still at the tavern, our team of heroes decide to formally meet their new teammate who has suddenly appear out of the blue. Everyone is intent on knowing who she is and how she got into contact with their group, and most importantly, what does she bring to the table besides the word of their leader.

And the champion and very keen on finding out why she was so close to the leader, both in sitting right next to him and...whenever he slides alil further away from her, she'd slide closer to him. And why was she looking at him like that? All of this just made Pyrrha question if Ren was telling the truth or a misfortune. Could it be that Jaune has been seeing someone behind her- er, their team's back?

???: Pyrrha?

She would not have it, for all she knows, this mysterious woman possibly put a spell on her Ja- leader...making him fall in love with her. Or has some blackmail on him so he is forced to love her! She must know the truth.

???: Pyrrha!

She'll interrogate the girl when their alone, and if she shows her true colors to her, she won't hesitate to dispatch the foe. For their safety, and for her Jau-

Jaune: PYRRHA!

Pyrrha: AH! Y-Yes Jaune?

Too bad for Pyrrha, she has been staring and giving Ruby a deathly glare ever since they sat down. While Jaune was concerned about the whole situation, Ruby just looked back at Pyrrha with a smug look. Nora and Ren we're sitting beside Pyrrha on each side...but further away in their seats to not get in the way in case she instinctly pulled out her weapon.

Pyrrha: Ahem, sorry. Uhm, so Ms. Ruby...where are you from again?

Ruby: It's quite already first off. I am from an...eventful place lets call it.

Ren: And where is this 'eventful place' you speak of?

Ruby: It's an island called Patch. As soon as I became old enough to travel by myself, I did just that. Although coming here wasn't the nicest welcome as I was attacked by bandits...

Ren: Ah, there has been rumors of bandits becoming more frequent as of late, hopefully they didn't take much from you.

Ruby: Actually, they didn't even take anything. I took care of them myself.

Ren: Really?

Nora: Oooh, how? How?!

Ruby: With this beauty~!

Ruby pulls out a bulky stick that was latched onto her back, and as the others took a look at it, Ruby clicked a button and it became the same scythe Jaune saw.

Nora: WOAH!

Ren: That is...something,

Pyrrha: Indeed, it seems to be masterfully made to.

Ruby: Hehe yeah. It's a gift from my mom, uh...'gods' rest her soul on that remark. But uh, I am quite proficient in it. Always have been after my dad figured he couldn't keep me tied to home for much longer...so now I'm here. And I want to join your team if I can.

The rest of the team just looked at her with skeptical looks, making both Ruby and Jaune a bit tense at the moment. However, Pyrrha stood up and walked towards where Ruby was sitting. The small girl looked at Pyrrha with a anxious look, preparing for the worst...until she saw Pyrrha extend her hand.

Pyrrha: Then, let me be the uh...second to welcome to our team. A friend of Jaune is a friend of ours and we'll do whatever we can to make you feel welcomed here.

Ruby gave a small smile back to Pyrrha and shook her hand tightly.

Ruby: Thanks, I hope to be by your side till the day we all die.

Ren: Speaking of, how did you and Jaune meet?

Jaune: Uhh...

Ruby: Uhm...funny story about that.

P+R: ?

...

Nora: BAHAHAHAHA! OH MY SIDES...THEY HURT~! HAHAHA

Ren: So you thought Jaune was a threat when you both crossed paths at said village he was sent to survey...and nearly killed him?

Ruby, who was looking down at the floor embarrassed: Y-Yep...that's the story.

Nora: HAHAHAHAHA, OH I REALLY NEED ANOTHER DRINK FOR THIS SHIT! BAR KEEP~! POUR MAMA ANOTHER MUG WILL YA?!

Pyrrha:

Jaune: Uhm, you alright Py-

Pyrrha: We're gonna have a talk when we get back to home, Mr. Arc.

Jaune: Oh gods...

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sanjisboyfie · 8 months

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๑ keep safe : the cursed orphan enters! 彡 alabasta arc begins (2)

one piece x male reader

evil,

i've come to tell you

he's evil, most definitely

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despite being world news, reaching famous and rookie pirates, [name] himself was an enigma. not much was known about him to outsiders, all they knew was that he was powerful and a hefty amount was put on his head.

his wanted poster didn’t even reveal much of what his abilities were, the sword that was strapped across his chest to rest on his back wasn’t even being used in the still photo.

the world knew he was young, dangerous, and surprisingly, not in any popular or well-known crew. this garnered some attraction to him as people began approaching him in hopes of recruiting him onto their crews.

really, the only memorable person, however, was this odd guy that he did help out for a couple of months. but it was agreeably temporary for both parties. [name] didn’t have any trouble assisting him. it wasn’t like he was causing any particular trouble either.

“there’s no point in asking if you want to join my crew, i’ve already heard all the stories,” the man said, leaning against his ship’s hallway, making [name] grin in glee.

“thank god you weren’t about to go on a whole lecture of how you need me here,” [name] said with a light sigh. the man in front of him only smirked, shrugging his shoulders.

“maybe in the future,” he said, his husky voice echoing in the hallway.

[name] crossed his fingers over each other, creating a small ‘x’ shape, “highly doubt it, handsome,”

the man clicked his tongue, pushing himself off of the wall and ruffling [name]’s head. he was a tad bit taller than [name], which he took to his advantage several times.

“i’ll see you too, spots,”

“mhm,” the man hummed, watching as [name] walked off with a grin.

other than that, though, [name] was never seen sailing with any companions. it was just him, his sword, and that same fish boat that he left windmill village with as his methods of transportation.

3 years later —— he was sitting in a bar with a hefty meal in front of him. he smiled in glee, licking his lips and beginning to dig into his food. it was as delicious as it looked.

“you’re a real saint, y’know that?!” [name] grunted, swallowing his food first before speaking. he bowed his head deeply for a couple of seconds before sitting back up and ravenously digging into his food.

“uh-huh,” the chef said, not fazed by the man’s eating habits. if anything, he had seen worse. after all, this was a popular restaurant and bar for pirates to fill their stomachs in.

“coffee, too, please!” [name] exclaimed, grinning even wider when he saw a barista behind the chef beginning to work on his order. “just black!”

[name] eagerly waited for his hot beverage, finishing his food and then pushing the empty plate forward.

“here ya go,” the barista said, sliding his cup over and then positioning herself ot stand in front of him on the other side of the counter. “now, pirates are usually choking down booze. and you want coffee?”

“acquired taste,” [name] shrugged jokingly, “i just don’t like booze that much,”

she whistled, to show that she was impressed with his restraint.

as she was going to continue on the conversation, there was a rough tap on [name]’s shoulder that made their chat be cut short.

“you [name]?” the voice asked before [name] could even turn around.

“yeah, that’s me,” [name] said, wiping the side of his mouth as he looked at the figure standing behind him. it was a burly man, tanned skin, and his other muscular arm was already resting on one of the three swords that were on his hip.

“odd they want you only alive,” the man gruffly said, holding up a wrinkled piece of paper.

“not the greatest pick up line i’ve heard,” [name] shrugged, already aware of what was happening. “wow, look how torn up that poster is, have you just been staring at my photo whenever you’re bored?”

“you’re a rookie pirate, but the marines want 200,000,000 beri for your head,” the swordsman spoke, looking the man up and down. “let’s go outside,”

“if you insist,” [name] said in a sing song voice, already knowing how this was going to end. he rummaged through his pockets and brought out a handful of beri to drop on the table.

the moment that they were outside of the little shack, the man had his three swords already drawn. interestingly enough, he had one in his mouth.

“oh, that makes sense,” [name] said out loud after that observation, “i suppose you wouldn’t kick it around,”

“what are you talking about?” the gruff man said, “do you really want your last words to be something stupid as that?!”

“who said that they were gonna be my last words?” [name] mused, “i’m sorry, but i’m not really taking you seriously right now…i mean, your hair is green. you look like a sea moss,” [name] said simply, “that’s why i can’t take you seriously,”

and instead of replying, or inciting a furthering of the argument, the man rushed forward. he brought his two arms down to slash at [name], but each time, [name] swiftly dodged. interestingly enough, a swift jerk of the man’s head sent the third blade coming to close contact with [name]’s hair.

“planning on giving me a haircut, sea moss?”

“i’ll cut your head off!”

[name] chuckled, leaning every which way to dodge the attacks that the bounty hunter was sending his way. after a couple moments of just allowing the man to lay his offense on him, he decided that he had grown tired of dodging.

so he ducked down, kicked his foot out from under the swordsman, which caused the offender to jump back. and using that to his advantage, [name] rushed forward with immense speed and jabbed his finger into the man’s abdomen. that successfully left a gaping hole in its wake.

the swordsman sputtered, the sword in his mouth dropping onto the grass beneath them.

[name] knelt down, wiped his bloodied fingers onto the grass and picked up the sword. he looked at it in interest, humming, before dropping it back in front of the bounty hunter.

“i win, you lose,” he pulled the bottom of his eyelid down while pointing at him in mockery. this only aggravated the bounty hunter even more, who tried slashing him across his chest.

but he jumped backwards before the blade could even be considered a danger.

“what the fuck was that?!” the swordsman said in annoyance, looking down at the gaping hole in his abdomen that was bleeding out onto his pale white shirt.

“now, i don’t go around asking how you balance that sword in your mouth, don’t ask me for my secrets either,” [name] said, rolling his eyes in annoyance. “can’t you just give up? i have places to be…”

“liar, you’ve been sailing with no destination in mind for the last week.”

“you’re my stalker?” [name] said in disinterest.

“not a stalker! i want that price on your head and i’ll get it!”

“sure you will, you’re doing oh-so great now, obviously,” [name] said sarcastically, only urging the man to charge forward again and try to attack him.

this time his blades were moving faster than before, perhaps fueled by annoyance and frustration. [name] chuckled, making funny sound effects - which only made the bounty hunter try even harder.

“i fought monsters more difficult than you when i was half my age,” [name] teased, jumping more than a couple of feet backwards to give a pause in the fight. “okay, but seriously, i need to go. i just ate, i couldn’t finish my coffee-”

“i could give less of a shit!”

he charged once more and [name] decided that this would be the last time. he grabbed his sword from his back, but still kept it in its sheath and disarmed him, with ease. he grit his teeth when he felt resistance, but easily overpowered him.

now, two of the three swords lay out on the grass and the man was staggered.

“what’s your name?”

“roronoa zoro,” the green haired bounty hunter responded.

“wait…where are we? i’ve never heard of you,” [name] said after a moment of silence, a sheepish looking coming onto his face. “wait, i thought i was in the north blue…”

“what do you mean you don’t know what sea we are on?!”

“i just lost track…”

zoro opened his mouth to argue to call the man stupid, but simply shut his mouth, dropped the sword from his hands, and glared up at him.

“how did a stupid guy like you get a bounty so high?”

“the world government just hates me,” [name] shrugged, not thinking much of his reply or the question.

“aren’t you supposed to just be a rookie pirate?”

“i guess so,” [name] said indifferently. “do you usually get beat by rookie pirates? or is this the first time you’re tasting defeat? it seems by the look on your face, it’s the latter,”

zoro glared only more intensely, refusing to vocalize an answer. but instead, he spoke on a different subject, “this isn’t defeat,”

“just cause you’re not dead doesn’t mean this is not not a defeat,” [name] said, furrowing his brows, “or is it, ‘doesn’t mean this is not a defeat…’ this is all too confusing,”

“you’re the one making it confusing!” zoro cried out, feeling his headache coming from how annoying this pirate was to deal with, “this is not a defeat!”

“you can’t just make it not a defeat by saying it’s not a defeat. you lost,” [name] said, once again his tone irking zoro to infinity.

“did not.”

“did too!” [name] jumped up, pointing an accusatory finger at zoro.

“did not!” zoro shouted back.

“did too!”

“did not!”

“did too, loserrr~!”

“i’ll kill you!”

“you already tried and guess what? you failed and lost! hahahaha!”

zoro almost cut [name] up into millions of pieces, but refrained from doing so because - [name] did land more than a couple of hits on him and he was still bleeding from his abdomen.

“you give up fast,” [name] commented nonchalantly, looking at zoro who was now trying to go to sleep. “and you have zero self awareness, don’t you know that sleeping outside isn’t normal?”

“did you know that being an annoying fuck that talks too goddamn much is also not normal?” zoro shot back, his eyes still shut as he tried to focus on really blocking out the noise ([name]’s voice).

“it’s normal from where i’m from,”

“and where is that?”

”the east blue! windmill village!” [name] said proudly.

“never heard,”

“you suck,” [name] said, beginning to get bored with the conversation. he got up and made sure that the strap of his sword around his chest was secure. he looked around, wondering which direction it was that he left his boat and finally decided: to just walk until he found it.

“maybe i’ll see you another time roronoa zoro! and then maybe you’ll finally be able to collect my bounty!”

“yeah, it’ll be sooner rather than later too,” zoro said gruffly, glaring at [name]’s figure as it walked away.

“then i guess you really weren’t defeated,” [name] hummed, “we just have to find out next time who the real victor is!”

zoro nodded, “until then,”

[name] nodded, waving goodbye, “you give in really easy! bye zoro!”

a tick mark appeared on zoro’s forehead as he tried not to continue the fight from where he sat.

and then that same day, [name] did sail off of that island. finding the next thing to keep him entertained.

most days of travelling was really just island hopping until he was unsafe from the marines or bounty hunters, like zoro. at this point in his journey, he’d lost count of how many islands he had visited.

unfortunately, since he didn’t really have a map he could use (the ones he used to navigate before were proven useless and tattered, but still kept in his trusty safety chest for safe keeping). he sighed when he realized that there was no course of action from here.

he leaned against one of the seats on his boat, allowing the boat to rock back and forth with the current of the sea and sail with the wind. then he shut his eyes and thought of all his past adventures over the three years.

— flashback, 2 years ago

[name] had only been on the sea for one year and he already felt worn down. almost every other day he was either fighting bounty hunters of going against a fleet of marines.

it didn’t help that every island he touched land on only saw the bounty on his head and refused to open their doors for him, which included restaurants as well.

so not only did he have to fight people on an empty stomach, but the fact was: he had an empty stomach.

“i’ll let you guys take me in if you give me some food,” [name] bargained, showing his hands for them to cuff. the marines in front of him looked more than confused, exchanging glances with each other to see if he was being serious.

“come on, 200,000,000 beri and it’ll all be yours if you just, clasp the sea stone cuffs on me and let me into the marine base…with food! but only if you have food!”

“is it okay to offer pirates food?-”

“who cares?! put the cuffs on him now before he changes his mind!”

‘hm, this shit doesn’t really work, right?’ [name] thought to himself, lifting an eyebrow as he decided to test it out. he flicked his finger, watching as one of the marines very slightly tripped over his foot. ‘well, it seems like the lower headquarter bases just aren’t given the right information,’ he mused, smiling in glee.

as the two marines dragged him through the base, he was humming a tune to himself, occasionally singing joys of getting food in his stomach. he was suddenly thrown into a cell room, the bars being made of sea stone.

he turned around the moment he was pushed into the cell, “hey! remember our deal! food, in my stomach, soon!”

they flinched at his loud and demanding voice, scurrying away, resembling dogs with their tails in between their legs.

he sighed, taking a seat against the wall and waiting for a plate of food to be submitted in front of him.

in a couple of minutes, the captain of the base he was in was standing in front of him.

“the world government has been notified of your holding here, The Cursed Orphan, and have sent their fleet to have you escorted for a public execution. A vice admiral will arrive shortly to keep watch over you, but you will only step out of this building when an admiral is here. You will not-”

“oh! since I’m gonna be executed, you’ll let me choose my final meal, won’t you? It’s kind of really mean if you make me die on an empty stomach, a guy like me can’t take that kind of torture!” [name] pleaded, perhaps revealing too much about his weaknesses to the poor captain who just wanted to not fuck up having such a highly wanted individual in his base.

“what food…what food would you want to eat?” the captain couldn’t believe his own words. but if it meant [name] was to comply and not try escaping, he’d do anything. especially now with the pressure of a vice admiral soon joining their presence.

“i want…at least three whole chickens to feast on, some really good duck breast, oh- if you have alligator or octopus, i really like those dishes. but you can’t forget - the rice, cold noodles, hot noodles, soup, and vegetables for my sides. i like anything green, but no olives in any of my food - i hate olives! i like salad too, but no dressing, it just drenches the lettuce in a disgusting way,” his face screwed up at the memory, “all soggy by the time it gets in my stomach…hm, i feel like i’m forgetting something…”

“well, i’ll see what the chefs can do with that information first! remember, don’t get too comfortable!”

‘god,’ the captain thought to himself, ‘no wonder he’s got a high bounty - he’s a psychopath…just learned he was going to die and the first thing he wants is food…’

it was obvious that the captain was trying to establish some dominance to the situation, but it only made [name] grin in glee. finally! food! also watching the captain try proving himself to him, a pirate, was also amusing enough to smile at.

in an hour, straight torture for [name]’s hungry stomach, there was finally food presented in front of him. but it was a shaking cadet who slid it into the cell with nothing but fear in his eyes.

“we only had chicken, no duck. there was no salad available either. only cold noodles were capable of being served, there are no olives on any dishes. and a vegetable selection is all in the bowl beside the main…feast,”

the cadet was going to say, “main dish,” but with how much food was overflowing the two plates, it was basically a feast.

“thanks! i appreciate this!”

within a seconds’ notice, [name] began scarfing down all the food in front of him. it took him about ten minutes to finish everything, which was impressive considering he was barely even taking breaks to breathe in between bites.

“i’ve just been so hungry lately, not even an apple was seen anywhere i would go!” [name] said suddenly, shocking the guard that was on duty. “i mean, when you have 200,000,000 million on your head, i guess locals do tend to get scared. which is ridiculous because, hello! i haven’t ever hurt a citizen, it’s only ever been marines. ugh, i just hate people that judge a book from its cover!”

it seemed that [name] had simply given up breathing in between bites of food ebcause now he was also rambling. and he didn’t even sound out of breath, as if this was normal. to singlehandedly almost finish a feast in 10 minutes, while also rambling on about random topics.

when [name] licked the plates clean (literally), he sat against the wall of the cell once more.

“say when do you think the admiral is gonna be here?”

the cadet looked shocked to hear that he was being addressed. so he tried giving his best estimate, “maybe a couple of days, three or four days?”

“oh…well, if that’s the case, i wanna eat like this everyday until they get here with updates on their locations!”

the cadet simply looked at him as if he were crazy for such a request. not particularly because he was a pirate in a marine base cell, awaiting his execution. but rather, how [name] was so ready to eat that much food over the next couple of days.

it was truly an obscene amount it was almost unbelievable.

but nonetheless, [name] continued to eat like a king for the next three days. and then on the fourth day in his cell, he heard the outside bell ringing in greeting of someone important. no doubt whatever poor admiral had to escort [name] out of the base and to any point they could publicaly execute him the fastest.

however, the moment [name] heard those bells he knew his plan was in action. he had to pick the lock on his door, find wherever they’re hiding the keys to his hand cuffs and then get the hell out of there. before the admiral came and really whooped his ass.

he easily got the door to unlock, walking through the halls in a hurry. every now and then he’d run into a marine that’d try yelling for an authoritative figure, but he’d headbutt them before they could get a scream out.

he went through with his headbutt method throughout the entire marine base. and it worked. because now he was in front of the captain’s office. another easy door to get through considering he simply kicked right through it.

and he circled around the desk, calling the captain an idiot when he saw the keys to his cuffs were sitting right in the first desk.

he took off the restrictive cuffs and walked towards the window and deciding that that would be his best escape plan.

as he was falling from the sky, he felt nothing but glee as he realized that his stomach was now full, he was free from the marine base that fed him the entire time he was captive, and now he gets to run away from an angry band of marine soldiers.

maybe even see an admiral if he’s lucky! maybe fight an admiral if he’s unlucky!

he sighed as he remembered the good times, when he could easily freeload off of marine bases. but ever since that incident now, the bases are commanded to do a swift and easy execution, even if it isn’t public.

and now they were equipped with special cuffs that really did work in draining him of his strength. the sea prisms cuffs, the marines had revealed, were simply normal cuffs to [name]. it seemed that the higher up marines were finally letting the bases that were less important in on some of the secrets regarding the infamous orphan. they let the public think they didn’t know much about his existence or powers, but it was frankly the exact opposite.

[name] shook his head at the thought of one of his mortal enemies, the marines and world government, deciding to think about how unfortunate he was today. unfortunate in the sense: he couldn’t freeload off of innocent marine bases anymore.

which is a shame because now he can no longer sit in a cell for four days and eat delicious food whilst being unbothered. he truly was living the life.

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blacklegsanjiii · 4 months

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Okay but- I'm not the same asl+sanji brothers au ask but I'm thinking about this a lot

Like, is said that Sanji run away when they were in the East Blue so, what if be accident the sea makes he go to Goa? Like, Luffy and Makino finds him in the beach, hurt and with a metal thing in his head and Luffy calls Ace and Sabo, and when they see how this boy is they are horrified.

The first weeks are hard, Sanji is always scared and flinchs at everything. Until Sabo mention something about a sea creature or cooking and Sanji is, for the first time, really talking with them and not flinching much.

Some time later, during the night when Luffy is already asleep, the 3 start to talk (more Ace and Sabo since Sanji don't really talk unless 'necessary') and Sanji ends up telling them everything he went through and- both older boys are so mad.

After this, Ace and Sabo start to be more protective of him since, well- their 'little brother' suffered as hell and still is really traumatized.

In this, Sabo don't lose his memory (he still has the scar and meet Dragon, but he ask to go back to his brothers and end up saying something about 'Makino' and Dragon drops him in the place without anyone notice) but has 3 brothers hugging him while the two younger cry their eyes out.

Since Sanji is raised with these 3 feral boys who he started to call brothers, he is more feral than in canon. But I also think he wouldn't be the way he is in canon with women, in truth, probably he would fight one just like Luffy.

In Marineford, Sabo still has his memories and manage to enter and help alongside Sanji and Luffy (I hc that even if Sabo don't go with Dragon he would still be a Revolutionary bc of like, discovering about and liking it). All of them are hurt but if it's to save one of them, is worth it.

(Zosan bonus: when the strawhats first meet Ace, he is always with Luffy and Sanji, and for Zoro who already has a small crush in the cook just make him jealous)

(WCI arc bonus: when everything with the Vinsmokes hapoens, there's no way Ace and Sabo don't go to drag their brother back, because after all the Vinsmokes did to Sanji, they aren't letting him go with them – even if to save his crew)

That's a whole timeline split. Damn. Alright. For Sanji to show up on the beach with the fucking mask??? And no one knowing where he came from having someone have to pick the fucking lock to get it off would traumatise everyone around. He's skittish and jumpy and they quickly learn to tone down the violence. This twirly browed kid who mumbled his name is 'Sanji' and is so quiet even with Makino.

When they mention having to cook that's the first time Sanji starts talking with them. They managed to convince Sanji to cook for them and it's over from them on. Sanji is theirs, dammit! Sabo, Ace, and Luffy are all about protecting Sanji and Sanji is weirded by that and Luffy is fucking rubber so ya know. They're better than his blood brothers that's for sure.

And yeah one night Luffy is asleep so the elder three are talking and at some point Ace asks about the helmet and why Sanji was wearing it when he showed up. Ace has no tact and the look Sabo gives him as Sanji's eyes well with tears that freely fall as he explains he'd been in it for two years in a dungeon in his kingdom. That his father did it to him when he failed to kill him, that his blood brothers would hurt him constantly, that he was the shame of the Germa kingdom and of Vinsmoke Judge. Ace and Sabo are crying too and holding Sanji and claiming him to be their brother and they seal it when Luffy wakes up with a drink.

If Sabo keeps his memories and comes back with Dragon, Luffy's dad who all the boys tilt their heads at because what the fuck but also Sanji and Luffy are crying because Sabo's home! He's home but Sabo explains he talked to Luffy's dad and is going to join the revolutionary army but he'll visit, a lot! So much! And he does! He's there for every birthday and event and stuff. When Ace sets off they're all happy and waving.

Also basically if Sanji isn't raised by Zeff/only by Zeff he's fighting anyone and everyone. Also imagine a Sanji who's still just as good of a cook as he usually is but just as feral. Sabo gave him a bunch of cook books and normal books so like Sanji's got the book smarts for the Strawhats and Luffy's got the emotional intelligence because if they weren't together it would be chaos and truthfully it's probably best that Sanji and Luffy set off together.

In Alabasta everyone is like laughing cuz that's Luffy's brother how cool! Why is he also hanging off Sanji? And Zoro is getting insanely jealous and Sanji, the flaming bisexual that he is like, "oh I'm Luffy's other brother! There's a fourth one of us too but he's with Luffy's dad rn! No need to be so jealous, Moss!"

Marineford shows Luffy, Sabo, and Sanji showing up. Garp is staring at his three grandsons and he's with the fourth one on the execution platform. Sabo, Garp and Ace see Sanji catch his legs on fire with no fruit and it's all. And then when they save Ace and escape with the White Beard fleet.

WCI is going to be a fucking threat if Sabo, Ace, and Luffy are all descending on to Tottoland to get Sanji back. I imagine Koala and Nami are having constant heart palpitations, Brook can't cuz he's dead and he can't even bite his finger nails, cuz, ya know, he's dead.

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cat3ch1sm · 1 year

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Alright, first things first, I hope you are doing fine and stay positive for anything in your life, I don't know you but stay safe and healthy^^

I kinda feel bad bc I have already requested from you and I don't want to pressure you.

But I need more Kurapika context bc I have already read everything about him on here and I wanted some more

Okay, onto the actual thing now😅

I still remember that scene when Kurapika comes in the hotel with the scarlet eyes on gift package and that idk-remember-his-fucking-name rich dude which he punched later (or before?😅) started talking shit and then he said "Idc who I kill right now".

So like, what if the Reader, who has no moral compass or anything( like a Zoldyck), gets seriously enraged and starts punching and kicking him until Kurapika tells them to stop (I love the clueless with morals x no morals and entirely devoted to them)

Take your time, I don't mind, and stay safe and sound ^^

Love ya🦋

🌿~ hello, my lovely insect hashira! don’t feel bad for requesting again, you can send as many requests as you’d like. here’s your request, ily<33

☕️~ also sorry if some things aren’t totally accurate to the actual scene and stuff😭been a minute since i watched that particular arc

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ gender neutral reader (may be fem!leaning), mentions of violence and blood ahead

It was a dark night- literally and figuratively. The sky was a deep shade of blue, and it was almost midnight. But Yorknew City was far from at peace. The notoriously terrifying and powerful group of thieves known as the Phantom Troupe, or the Spiders, had just unleashed a brutal attack on the city’s largest underground auction, resulting in the disappearances and the deaths of hundreds. The whole city was in a state of chaos and panic, and the mafia group you worked for’s job was to be in the center of it- despite the state the city was in, you still had a job to do, and against all odds you’d managed to pull it off- along with your colleague, Kurapika.

Regardless of the success of your particular task, the walk back to the hotel was silent, the mood between the two of you grim. You were shaken by the loss of several your coworkers and the carnage you’d witnessed, while Kurapika, walking beside you, carried the item you’d won at the auction close to his chest, his eyes not even visible behind the shadow cast over his face. Inside the small box he held were the Scarlet Eyes- one of the only pairs left following the massacre of his family, the Kurta Clan. Despite how you may have been feeling, you knew for a fact he felt worse, knowing he was carrying the eyes of a dead family member, their memory disrespected and tarnished by the greed of the mafia.

Neither of you said anything while you were walking, the mood so heavy it seemed to weigh down on your throat, preventing you from speaking. You wanted to say something to soothe Kurapika, but you knew that really, there wasn’t anything you could say to help him, and you felt very sad for him as you watched him with his head low and his aura despairing.

It was then, though, as you two were crossing a bridge, that you saw a silhouette in front of you. It was Zenji, the short, pudgy man with a big nose and glasses that had been pestering you and Kurapika earlier as Nostrade’s bodyguards, appearing over and over again just to criticize you two and mock your skills and how young you both were, calling you both incompetent. It wasn’t necessarily a surprise that he was there all of a sudden, but you knew that it was absolutely the wrong time for him to be here. You stole a glance over to Kurapika, wondering if he saw the man in front of him, but his dark demeanor didn’t change, and he simply continued to walk.

As you two got closer to Zenji, neither of you acknowledging the man’s presence, he lifted his beady eyes and fixed them right on Kurapika. “Bastard.” He scoffed, his eyes narrowed. “You think you can just walk away?”

You figured he was talking about Kurapika’s blatant dismissals of Zenji’s insults earlier, and how Kurapika had punched him after he got a little too cocky. You guessed Zenji’s ego (and nose) had been injured, and now the idiot was here to get even. But Kurapika just kept walking, still ignoring Zenji. You knew he was in somewhat of a catatonic state after gaining the Scarlet Eyes, and you didn’t want this guy to agitate Kurapika further. So you chose to not engage simply for Kurapika’s sake, even though every muscle in your body screamed to beat this man to the ground.

He turned his attention to you now. “You too. Neither of you are getting off easy tonight.”

It took everything to not reply to Zenji, but you knew more drama tonight wouldn’t be good for you or Kurapika. So you didn’t acknowledge him, either.

Zenji was clearly agitated by being ignored, his jaw clenching as he let out a growl. “Tsk…”

Still no response from either of you.

Zenji, reaching his limit, finally reached for a gun strapped into his belt and pointed it at Kurapika, then you, then back at Kurapika. “Stop before I blow your heads off!”

“Move.”

The sound of Kurapika’s voice seemed to startle both you and Zenji, both of you turning abruptly to look at Kurapika. His voice was low and ominous, sending a chill down your spine when you heard it.

Zenji’s eyes widened with fear and fury, and he cocked the gun at Kurapika. “Don’t be-“

“Just stop.” Kurapika spoke again. Just then, you noticed an odd light from the corner of your eye- and when you hesitantly turned your gaze to Kurapika, you felt your stomach turn at the sight. His eyes were glowing a menacingly deep red, his hair hanging in loose blonde strands over his shadowy face. There were no words to describe the raw fury in his expression, and Zenji stumbled backwards in surprise, letting out a fearful gurgle.

“I don’t care who I kill right now,” Kurapika intoned, the glowing of his eyes only getting brighter and brighter as his rage increased. “And it might as well… be you.”

Zenji’s whole body was shaking now from pure fear, the only thing leaving his mouth incoherent croaks. The aura Kurapika was radiating was so intensely foreboding and malevolent that, even if it wasn’t directed at you, you couldn’t help your blood from running ice-cold. But once the trepidation settled in your stomach, you felt the anger begin to bubble up in your own mind. For someone to drive Kurapika to want to kill without cause… to awaken his fury like this- as Kurapika moved closer and closer to Zenji, who was frozen in his place, you knew instantly that you couldn’t let Kurapika go down like this. Zenji simply was not worth it.

And before you knew it, you found yourself flying at Zenji, fists raining down onto the man like a merciless hailstorm and your feet slamming into his doughy body with as much force as you could manage. Both you and him crashed to the ground, Zenji grunting in pain with every hit you delivered to him. You didn’t even really know what your goal was; all you knew was that you wanted to hurt him, swinging at the most painful areas you knew of: pummeling at his mouth, eyes, nose, and kicking at his crotch. Blood and saliva flew from his mouth as you managed to knock out a tooth, and his already injured nose began gushing blood like a waterfall. You clawed at his clothes and shattered his glasses, everything but a blur in front of your eyes.

Then, abruptly, you felt someone grab you from behind and yank you harshly from Zenji’s battered body, but you were still swinging, not ready to let him go. Zenji scrambled backward on all fours, blood staining his face and tie and his suit full of rips.

You struggled violently against the hands that held you back, twisting and thrashing in every way possible to try and break free, falling to the ground and taking Kurapika with you. “Y/N! Y/N, stop!” Kurapika shouted, keeping his grip on you despite how much you fought him. “Stop it!”

For a moment the words didn’t register, the only thing on your mind being Zenji, but when your rage-clouded mind cleared you remembered Kurapika’s voice, finally stopping your struggling. Kurapika let out an exhausted sigh. “There you go. Y/N, it’s just me- restrain yourself, alright?”

When you finally looked up at Kurapika, breathing heavily and body still heated with fury, his expression had faded from his previously seething one to a more melancholy expression. The anger was still there, of course, his eyes still a luminescent scarlet- but as he looked at you, you didn’t feel the anger as you had felt it earlier. You allowed your body to relax, slumping over a bit with your head resting on his chest. You both were sitting in the middle of the street, Kurapika behind you.

“Why did you stop me?” you asked, sounding exhausted yourself. Your fists were bruised, achy, and stained with Zenji’s blood. “I thought- I thought you wanted to kill him.”

Kurapika exhaled again, breaking eye contact with you and staring straight ahead. “It was just a warning, really. I couldn’t kill him because the repercussions would get in the way of my goals for the future.”

“So why didn’t you let me do it?” you pressed, genuinely perplexed. “I have no such compunction. I could’ve just killed him.” Your jaw tightened. “God knows he deserved it.”

Kurapika looked back down at you, the storm in his eyes settling a bit. “I’m not letting you kill anybody, Y/N- and certainly not him. He isn’t worth it.”

“Well, I don’t care,” you protested. “I still could have killed him. He doesn’t have any right to do anything he’s done to you.”

Kurapika didn’t say anything for a while, but when he looked back down at you, he had a smile on his face. Not quite a happy one, but not quite unhappy. “If I let you go after everyone who’s ever caused me pain, you’d be dead. So… just don’t worry about me, alright? And don’t do that again.”

You frowned, but reluctantly nodded. “Fine...”

Kurapika sighed again and wrapped an arm around your shoulders from behind you, letting his arm rest there. He didn’t move, the box containing the Scarlet Eyes sitting beside you. You just let him rest his chin on the top of your head. It seemed to help.

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