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otaku553 · 1 month

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Straw hat women redesigns :) I was trying to doodle some of the crew and came to the realization that I just Could Not with Nami so I wanted to play around with it a little bit

Some more design notes below:

Nami’s design actually went a lot smoother for me than Robin’s! I think canon post timeskip Nami is a very low bar. While you can argue that to some extent Nami being vain and seductive is part of her character, I do feel that there are many more integral parts of her character that can be highlighted in her design, namely map making and her combat. Though not one of the stronger straw hats, Nami does seem to be well practiced with her staff outside of its use for weather manipulation, and I think her being a physical combatant, even slightly, can be better reflected with more loose clothing for better mobility.

For her mapmaking, I wanted her to have constant easy access to her tools and to information about the locale, so around her waist she has one large pouch at the back for books and scrolls and maps in progress and one small pouch to the side for writing utensils and measurement tools. As backup she also has 2 pens in her bun, which also act as pins for keeping her hair up if she ever needs to move a lot.

I’m not sure how clearly it shows up in the notes, but Nami’s shoe soles are also made from whatever artificial cloud material makes up the weather island she stayed on during the timeskip, so that it both pads her steps to make them soundless and bounces for better mobility. The shoes are naturally shaped like heels but without the actual heel, since she tends to move around on tiptoes anyways- a nod to her epithet as cat burglar and her past as a thief.

I made her shoulders a bit broader because I think they probably get a lot of exercise with her staff, and changed out the bikini top for a more supportive chest wrap, with a loose tank over it for breathability. The compression socks and sleeve are more stylistic than anything, since I like layers, but they might come in handy for her if she spends extended amounts of time sitting down making maps for the crew.

Robin’s was a bit more difficult for me to figure out, and I might go back and revisit it at some point. For Nami, it was a bit easier to imagine what would pair well with her combat methods and her needs as a mapmaker, but with Robin, she’s an academic who fights almost completely hands off, without a specific weapon to her name. Because her strength lies mostly in her devil fruit, she has a bit more room for style over functionality, but I also still wanted her to have something that made sense with what she was. I don’t really think I succeeded in that regard, but it’s also hard to convey what she does visually— she’s more of like a professor than a field archaeologist I think.

I really really enjoy her cowboy hat but I didn’t think it would match with the rest of the outfit so I switched it out for a wider brimmed hat and kept the orange sunglasses on it, as a nod to the revolutionaries with the combination of headwear and eyewear. She deserves a trench coat. I don’t make the rules. And the rest of the fit mostly came down to things I think I would enjoy wearing, haha

The trench coat is partially a nod to the scholars of ohara, who seem to wear white coats like lab coats in some screenshots of robin’s backstory. I think also the reading glasses help to make her seem a bit more academic, but aren’t prominent enough to leave a strong impression. All in all I do wish robin’s design had more functionality in it but I also think that robin is a character who probably enjoys dressing up nicely like this, especially in the comfort and stability of the straw hats.

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eustasskidagenda · 6 months

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Just curious what kid would do with his partner if they had robotic limbs too during their rough love sessions.

If ok fem partner too

Hi hi dear, yes, always willing to write for Kid! And that was fun to write :D I hope the result will match your expectations, enjoy our favorite angry tulip and thank you for requesting. ☆

☆With a s/o who has a robotic arm

CW : f!reader, MDNI, smut, creative use of DF, rough sex, size kink, v!sex, reader has a robotic arm, dirty talk, spanking, hair pulling, Kid has a filthy mouth as always, fingering, slight praises, slight degradation (whore/slut are used), slight choking, let me know if I forgot something

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"Now, that should work." With a satisfied grin, Kid throws his precision tool onto the desk and runs a finger along your robotic limb. His beautiful amber eyes shine with a glint of pride. Your artificial arm is truly a masterpiece. All made by your creative and skilled boyfriend. The design is more intricate than his own, featuring delicate curves and advanced technology. The day Kid decided to replace your old, rusty prosthesis with a new one designed by himself was truly one of the most beautiful days of your whole existence. A gift from a man as tough as Kid is something that means everything. So you love this arm and you crave for this moment when Kid needs to replace some parts or make sure everything is working well. The view of his skilled hands and deft fingers working with the metal is astonishing. Kid may be loud and rude, but his delicacy in working with metal, particularly on your arm, is mesmerizing. Subtle and yet extremely appealing. It makes you eager. Eager for his broad hand to roam over your body, and for his metal arm to pin you down on the mattress. Eager for his talented fingers to trace their way against your soft skin, running along your inner thighs, and eventually sliding inside you.

"Thank you, Kid!" You smile and he just mutters something unintelligible before helping you to fix the artificial limb. "Move your arm." He orders, closely watching if all the metal connections are working smoothly. As it happens, he proudly grins. "We need to test it out in more intense activities." He adds with a shrug. Although his hot-headed brain is probably thinking about a good old-fashioned fight, your only desire is to feel Kid's hands crushing you on the mattress or bending over the desk. So you grab his fleshy hand and intertwine your fingers together. "We can figure it out now." He grins and shakes his head. "Damn Y/N, you're always so horny when I work on your arm, what a whore." It's his fault. "Blame it on that beautiful skilled hand of yours." He sneers, fidgets with his thick, manicured fingers, and pulls you toward him with a gesture of his forefinger. You can't fight against his devil fruit. In all honesty, you don't want to fight. Even without all this metal, you would always be dragged to Kid. Maybe he's a mess, but a beautiful one. Your beautiful mess.

Immediately, his hand finds its way to your ass. He digs his fingers against your clothed bottom, roughly fondling your cheeks with a husky sigh. "You need me so bad, yeah?" You just moan as he slides his hand under you skirt, pressing his digits roughly against your already soaking wet panties. With a satisfied, low grunt, he removes his hand and stand up, his massive figure looming over you. Sadly, you don't even have the time to appreciate his broad chest or the way his hair fall free on his fore-head as he quickly takes off his goggles. You can't even take a look at his large, already hard cock, pressed against the fabric of his pants. With one swift motion, Kid uses his devil fruit to bend you over his desk. Wearing metal rings and bracelets is not a good idea with Kid, and having a robotic limb neither. Because now, your arms are crossed behind your back and all you can do is bend over, helplessly, squirming, so needy for more.

Kid poses for just a second, taking a look at your drenched panties. Wet, so wet and just for him. That makes his heart melt with pride. "Bend more," he gruffly grumbled, crushing his hand on the small of your back, forcing you to lean your upper body against the cold, hard surface of the desk. Your breasts are roughly pressed against the wood. Now, you're so helplessly offered to him. Just the way he likes it. His cock twitches in impatience as he watches your ass presented to him and immediately, he slaps your ass cheek with his heavy hand, enjoying the nice jiggle and the bright red mark of his fingers. "Lemme see how wet you're" Without any consideration, he rips your panties, exposing your glistening wet folds to his eager eyes. "Fuck, you're already a mess." He slightly kicks your ankles, forcing you to spread your legs wider. Then, he slides his middle finger inside you, a low grunt fall from his lips as he feels your tight walls around his thick finger, so hot, so wet, so tight and just for him. He adds two more fingers, circling his thumb against your clit. He's hitting all your sweet spots with each thrust, you mewl, move your hips, and try to impale yourself further. Your body clenches with ferocity.

You need more.

You need him to fill you up to the hilt. "Kid, fuck me, please." He merely laughs. "Such a good slut, always so needy for my cock." He takes out his fingers and as you turn your head to the side, you can watch him suck his fingers, glistening with your wetness. "So good." He growls while licking his manicured fingernails.

He unbuckles his belt, and removes his pants, his thick cock leaking in pre-cum springs free, pointing right away at you. He jerks his throbbing member. The way his cockhead disappears in his veiny fist with a slosh and wet noise is so obscene. You need him. "Kid, please fuck me", you whine, and he just slaps your ass roughly. "You like looking at my big cock, little whore? Need me to fuck your tight hole? " You squirm, flushed and flustered by his words. "Please," you just beg and he snarls a sharp 'Shut up. And this moron doesn't stop. He uses his devil fruit, magnetizing your entire body to his robotic limb. Your face is roughly pressed against the desk, Kid doesn't waste any more time teasing. With great force, his hips slam forward, sinking his entire length deep inside you.

"Shit," he groans, feeling your walls clamp around his thickness. He stretches you wide open, filling you up the hilt. Kid wraps his flesh hand around your throat, squeezing slightly while his metal hand roughly holds your ass. With his devil fruit, he keeps your arms magnetized behind your back, and your robotic limb is almost magnetized to his own. "Take it, take it all" he growls, slapping your ass once more, leaving bruises on your sensitive skin. All you can do is shout his name as he thrusts roughly in an out of you.

And he watches.

He watches how you core swallow his large member glistening with your juice. A low grunt rumbles in his throat. "Fuck, you were born to take my cok." The force of his hard pounding makes it impossible for you to answer, speak, or breathe. His throbbing member rubs against your sweet spot as he plows into you. Your legs are feeling so weak, and he keeps going. "What a nice collar you got there, little slut," he grins, squeezing your throat, enjoying how you choke and drool because of his hand and his member.

Because of him alone.

Kid can only grunt in delight as the beautiful, sinful melody of your moans and skin slapping against skin fills the room. You look gorgeous, with your tiny body completely wrapped around his big, metallic hand as he uses it to keep you steady. No matter how much you squirm, you can't even move. All you can do is take it. And you won't complain. Because it feels way too good. The way he holds you, the way he fucks you at a spine-breaking pace, the way he's losing his mind because of your body. That makes your mind dizzy. You're pulsing around his cock while he continues to chase his highs, grunting huskily. You're addicted to this feeling. He uses his devil fruit mercilessly, almost breaking your spine while he grunts and twists your arms behind your back. It's almost painful. Kid, let go of your neck, grab a hand of your hair, and lean your back against his broad torso. With each kiss on your neck, you know he's smearing his red lipstick everywhere. All those marks are showing to everyone that you belong to him, and only to him.

"Kid, I can't hold back" you whine. He smacks your ass. "Shit, you're tightening even more. You won't let me go. Like my dick that much?" You squirm, soaking wet, clenching tightly, desperately around his member as you cum hard, all over his cock. Kid continues to pound away at your cunt, relentlessly, his breath hot against your ears. You whine, struggling to get enough air through your nose as he keeps stimulating your sensitive body. With a deep, hypnotic groan, he cum, filling you up with his hot seed before collapsing against your back, his head buried in the crook of your neck. He continues to give sloppy thrusts. "You look so pretty with my marks" he whispers, running his fingers along the bruise on your hips and ass. "You're always so good to me, such a good girl" he praises, pulling out in a squelching sound. He looks at his semen leaking out of your pussy and stuffs it back with his thumb.

"You're alright?" You struggle to breathe, your legs shaking from exhaustion.Actually, you might even fall appart, Kid always leaves you both exhausted and satisfy. Your dear captain just laughs and slaps your ass. "Alright, come here, pretty girl." He lends you his coat and wraps your body in it to cover your nudity before taking you to the bedroom and laying you down on the bed. Grinning, he gives a playful tap to your robotic limb. "Well, I guess it's proof-tested now."

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frankencanon · 9 months

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One Piece Theory Regarding the Vinsmokes' Genetic Modifications — Specifically Their Eyebrows

(Hopefully this hasn't been done already...)

Hypothesis:

Vinsmoke Judge's research into Human Modification involved Devil Fruits. Specifically, he was trying to give his children Devil Fruit abilities without drawbacks such as a weakness to water and Seastone/Kairōseki.

Evidence:

Please take note of the image above. Notice any common denominators...? That's right, you guessed it — swirls! Every single fruit has swirls on it, whether on the body of the fruit itself or on the stem. And you know what else has swirls? The Vinsmoke siblings' eyebrows. In fact, if you look at certain fruits (such as the Gomu, Hana, Awa, Mochi, Bijo, and Ope fruits) you will notice that the stems look literally identical to the siblings' eyebrows. Coincidence? I think not!

Most of the siblings seem to each possess a unique ability that their fellow siblings do not share, almost as if they'd each eaten different Devil Fruits; Reiju has "Poison Pink" (poison fruit?), Ichiji has "Sparking Red" (spark fruit?), and Yonji has "Winch Green" (winch fruit???).

Thanks to Caesar Clown and his SMILE fruits, we know that it's canonically possible for a person to artificially replicate the effects of a Devil Fruit.

Caesar's faulty fruits lacked the distinct swirls present on actual Devil Fruits; Thus, there is likely a connection between the lack of swirls, and the fact that the SMILE fruits are faulty.

[Spoiler Alert for Chapters 698 and 840] Both Judge and Caesar based their scientific experiments on the "Lineage Factor" (referred to as the "blueprint of life itself, present in all living organisms") that was discovered by both Vegapunk and Judge working together — without it, neither the Vinsmokes' genetic modifications nor Caesar's SMILEs would have been possible. In other words, their experiments are intrinsically linked with one another.

[Spoiler Alert for Chapters 1077-1078] Vinsmoke Judge and Caesar Clown, both previously members of MADS — an illegal scientific research institute headed by Vegapunk himself — have recently joined forces to create their own organization which they have dubbed NEO MADS. Why is this relevant? Because if you consider the previous points of evidence... Caesar Clown has succeeded in creating faulty, mock Devil Fruits that are lacking the swirls characteristic of real Devil Fruits. Vinsmoke Judge has succeeded in creating genetically modified humans with superhuman abilities who possess swirly eyebrows reminiscent of Devil Fruits. Caesar has the fruits, Judge has the swirls... Combine them, and you just might get a fully functional artificial Devil Fruit.

...Okay, that got a bit away from there.

But what I was trying to say is that I believe the swirly eyebrows to be related to Devil Fruits since (1) they both have similar swirls, and (2) because I know that Judge and Caesar have recently teamed up, and the only thing that was missing from Caesar's SMILEs (visually, at least) was the swirls.

Creator of Non-Swirly Fruit + Creator of Swirly Eyebrows = Creation of Swirly Fruit. Yes?

Yes.

Also relevant: [Spoiler Alert for Chapter 1007] Apparently Dr. Vegapunk was able to create a mostly-but-not-totally-successful replica of a Devil Fruit — the Uo Uo no Mi, Model: Seiryu — that was unintentionally eaten by Momonosuke.

He was only able to do this thanks to his knowledge of the Lineage Factor, and access to Kaidou's own.

In other words!

TL;DR:

The creation of artificial Devil Fruits and the genetic modification of the Vinsmoke siblings are intrinsically linked via the Lineage Factor.

Because of this, I believe that Judge's genetic modifications and experiments on his children involved Devil Fruits in some way, shape, or form — and that is why their eyebrows swirl like the stems of Devil Fruits.

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blacklegsanjiii · 3 months

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I keep cutting your name out cuz you're hiding literal gold in the tags and idk if u wanna be named so please feel free to actually just dump on the post. Oh my fucking gods this so good.

Sanji has definitely stolen Crocodile's hook and left a note with Doffy's new number and Xs and Os on it. He's probably tried to light Boa Hancock on fire to see what would happen. Sanji has definitely stuck at least four variations "blow me/glow me" signs on Kizaru. He has definitely offered to give Aokiji a lobotomy cuz of his ice powers he, in Sanji's coced out brain of his, has to have an ice pick on him at all times.

Mihawk showing up to the Baratie before the Strawhat crew and is talking to Sanji and asks him if he has a twin and Sanji is just like "nah, I got three brothers and they're mutants in Germa, your usual wine?" And Mihawk is just trying to deal with that information when he watches Sanji do like five lines after he gets his wine. This fucking kid that used to call him 'bloodsucker' and has propositioned at least every warlord but Croc. Mihawk probably almost took him up on it til he found out how old Sanji was. Mihawk distinctly remembers one warlord party where Sanji managed to convince Moria to let him tattoo him with a seastone needle and it was a fucking artfully done dick that Mihawk actually complimented Sanji on it and he goes "thanks, if they were bad Doffy and the others would beat the shit out of me." And Mihawk is reeling that that is somehow a priority for a man who runs most auction houses and is working on creating artificial devil fruits and shit but is somehow so on point that he actually asks Crocodile if he has any interest in taking Sanji in and Crocodile is like "no, he's a monster, he's a mini Doffy."

Sanji is definitely more suave and put together at 21 but he is just as drugged up as he was and smokes like a fucking chimney if not like Centralia Pennsylvania. Jinbei joining the crew after Fishman Island is just staring Sanji with such concentration. Sanji looks at him and is like "so is the Fishman two dick thing true or????" And Jinbei fucking laughs so hard he can't function. Sanji is like "hey, no one ever took me up on the shit I offered in Warlord meetings" and Jinbei is like "you were a child! You're still a child to me! We aren't doing anything!" And Sanji sticks his fucking tongue out at him.

Law finding out Sanji is Doffy's kind of son when he rescues Sanji during his fight with Doffy and then not being able to find out more about it until fucking Wano when he also finds out Sanji is Stealth Black and has coce on him? He's sold for this blond traumatised man. They're talking and doing lines and everyone is like "are they okay???" And Jinbei is like "ah, so Sanji did not mention his time being Doflamingo's son and trying to proposition men twice his age and height some times, the dick he put on Gecko Moria is still one of the best tattoos I've ever seen" and Robin is like "you should have seen Alabasta when Sanji said he was coming with friends" and Jinbei loses it again.

#black leg sanji #vinsmoke sanji #devil child nico robin #nico robin #trafalgar d water law #trafalgar law #jinbei #jimbei #donquixote!sanji #donquixote doflamingo #one piece doflamingo #dracule mihawk #hawkeye mihawk #sir crocodile #dofuwani

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oh-dameron · 11 months

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Noodling on an "Oops! Back In Time!" story idea where the Straw Hats sail through a Grand Line anomaly or whatever and wake up as they were about thirteen years in the past.

Robin is seventeen, still on the run in West Blue. She'd wake up, run down the list of her nakama to decide who needs help first: Franky and Jimbe are grown men already, they're fine, they can handle themselves. The East Blue crew are all little kids. To the best of her knowledge the tragedies that shaped their lives haven't happened yet and won't for a while. They're safe for now.

Chopper is a baby reindeer, probably hasn't eaten his fruit yet. Brook is currently unreachable to her, without a ship or a crew, but Franky is right there in Water 7 with a fleet of battleships that he needs to get rid of before they can be used to frame Tom. Maybe she can assume he'll take care of it.

Sanji is still in Germa kingdom. He's not safe at all.

Robin, who only looks seventeen, pulls out her mad skills as a spy and top-tier pirate and member of the actual Revolutionary Army and hustles to North Blue in record time, snapping necks and serving cunt the whole way. She infiltrates the fuck out of Germa 66 and is on the palace flagship before you can say Security Clearance. Robin's not stupid enough to dangle the poneglyphs or the Ancient Weapons in front of Judge: that's a carrot he would never stop chasing. No, she claims to have details of Vegapunk and Caesar's work on artificial devil fruits, counting on spite to get her through. It does. Robin was at Punk Hazard and Dressrosa and Wano: she knows enough details to make it plausible, and she's a trained academic to boot. She can make it sound right, even if it's not her field, even if it's made-up nonsense that will hopefully have Judge chasing his own tail for years.

Meanwhile, every night she's sending eyes and ears all over the palace looking for the missing third prince. Officially, the kingdom is still in mourning for the double tragedy of losing their Queen and one of the princes in quick succession. Robin cannot find any trace of grief in Judge or his remaining children, even when she's invited to dine with the royal family (there are still two empty chairs at the table, and she's ushered into one of them as though it was nothing. Luckily, she's had decades of keeping calm in the face of casual brutality to perfectly hone her poker face).

It doesn't take her long to find the stairs going down, down into the dark. And there's a dungeon at the bottom, a barred cell containing an eight-year old child who looks so much smaller than his brothers. He's covered in bruises and there's a metal horror wrapped around his head and casual brutality be damned, there are two wolves inside Robin right now and one of them wants to sit down and weep and the other one wants to snap Judge's neck and then tear this castle down brick by brick. Except. Tiny Sanji is doing a one-handed handstand in the middle of his cell. It's a bit wobbly, and he tumbles off-balance when he sees her, but there's nothing wobbly about the smile on the little she can see of his face when he runs to her.

"Robin-chwan!" he chirps, hugging her through the bars. "I knew I couldn't be the only one who came back! I'm so lucky to be rescued by such a dashing lady!" He peers at her through the helmet, eyes huge and blue and earnest. "You got here so fast! Who else is with you? Are you OK?"

And it's just so Sanji, who knows as well as she does where the rest of the crew is-better, probably-to think that she'd go to anyone else before coming here. As though his problems could wait while everyone else is taken care of first.

"Now that I've found you I'm quite alright, Sanji. The crew is just you and me for now, but I'm sure we'll soon change that."

He does a little spin of delight at having her all to himself, and it's the simple glee of a small child spending time with a favourite person. Robin smiles, and retrieves the keys, and holds his tiny hand all of the way out of the castle as he chatters about how amazing she is and who they'll go to find next. They sail away, leaving the palace in flames behind them.

#once tiny sanji gets Prison Fit it's all over for you bozos #nico robin #one piece #sanji #one piece sanji #black leg sanji #blackleg sanji #Germa 66 #demon child #ficlet #t minus 13 AU

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quinloki · 5 months

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Doflamingo - Debateable

Reader style - she/her AFAB Time slot - After Hours Client Name - @leakyweep CW: clothed grinding, slight undress

You hiked your skirt up enough to straddle Doflamingo’s thighs without ripping the snug skirt. The action also showed off the thigh high stockings you were wearing, something that was appreciated by the amused man beneath you.

“You do realize your pants are going to get ruined.” You muse as he reaches down and undoes his belt, and zipper, letting his impressive length strain against silken boxers.

“It’s only fair that there be equal… protection.” He replies, amusement thick in his voice, as you settle your barely covered cunt against the stiff length.

“Mm, and the debate ends when you cum, right?” Your question is teasing, and he laughs.

“Once you do, my dear, yes.” He answers, leaving his hands on the arm rests of the chair. “I promise to be on my best behavior.”

You raise an eyebrow in obvious disbelief, before pressing into him and shifting your hips, your hands on his shoulders to help you keep your balance. “I doubt you even know was best behavior is, Mr. Donquixote.”

“Is that going to be our topic, this evening?” He muses, head tilting as he obviously leers at you from behind his glasses.

“Hardly.” You say. “Smile Incorporated has a vested interest in the continued research of artificial devil fruits, so, you’re going to debate against the expansion of such research.” You explain, shifting your hips against him, leaning forward a little and relishing the briefest hint of surprise on his face. It’s gone before you close the distance, but it was very clearly there.

“I’ll take the opposing stance of course.” You emphasize, nearly brushing your lips against his before you lean back a little.

A great devious grin splits his face, and you can hear his fingers tighten on the arms of the chair. “My, my. Devious little vixen, aren’t you?” His laugh rumbles in his chest for a moment before he begins. “Very well, then let’s begin by covering, quickly mind you, the dangers currently associated with the manufacture of the primary ingredient?”

“Ah, we could,” you agree. “I’m interested to hear your points, after the lengthy,” you emphasize your word by grinding against the entire length of his cock, “conversations we’ve had about all the safety measures put in place, I’m sure I can handle whatever you bring up.”

“You think I would’ve given you anything useful in such a short amount of time?” His voice has less amusement in it, and a more dangerous edge. You could tell when he finally decided to get serious with you like this.

“You think you’re the only source of information I have, Doffy?” You retort.

There’s a second of silence before the laugh that beats around in his chest breaks free entirely, filling your scarcely private corner of the main room for a second before he returns his attention to you. “After I win this evenings’ debate, young lady, I’ll be sure to,” he tilts his head down a little, letting his tongue slip across his lip slowly, “coax those sources from your pretty little mouth.”

One Piece Host Club AU drabble event runs through December 2023

#One Piece Host Club AU #December Drabble Event 2023 #One Piece Fanfiction #x reader #reader insert #donquixote doflamingo

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mnemomnemonomi · 7 months

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Zoro x Fem Reader x Sabo : Rivalty In The Air

Hello everyone ! I finished translating another One Shot I wrote on Wattpad. This one was a request I received on Wattpad It’s still in third POV, I might change after finishing all the translation of the “old OS”.

Synopsis : Y/n is from Wano and has joined the Revolutionaries to be stronger while helping them. Her goal : kick Kaido's ass. Hearing about Luffy and Law's alliance, she decided to join them at Dressrosa to be part of Kaido's downfall.

Content : Sabo and Zoro may be a bit OCC but i really tried to keep their original personnality, Zoro still need a GPS, a lot of bickering, friendly rivalties between Zoro and Sabo nothing violent.

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Rivalty In The Air

They had finally defeated Doflamingo and his damn family! Dressrosa could finally go back to living normally, without the oppression of the blond Warlord. At the same time, Kaido had taken a pretty big hit! And Y/n couldn't help but appreciate that, being originally from the Country of Wano, she knew the situation there perfectly. Everything was that damned Yonko's fault! She was ready to do anything to bring him down, but she wasn't blind; she knew very well that she wasn't up to the fight...

However, seeing the Straw Hat crew and the Heart Pirates defeat a Warlord gave her hope. She was perfectly aware that they had individually no chance against a Yonko, but... maybe by forming an alliance with them, by uniting their strengths, they could dethrone the Emperor and thus restore Wano to its former glory.

She had only one regret about this alliance...

She had to leave the Revolutionary Army, with whom she had spent most of her life. They had been so welcoming, open, and adorable to her. She had told them everything about what was happening in her country, why she had fled, and how she had ended up with them by chance. Even though she had other goals than the Revolutionaries, she decided to stay with them for a few years, to help them, but also to strengthen herself for her initial goal.

It was there that she met Sabo, a young blond man with a scar over his left eye. At first, she didn't feel like she belonged, not really sharing the Revolutionaries' ideals, but the blond had welcomed her with open arms and a huge smile.

It didn't take long for the young woman to fall under Dragon's right-hand man's charm. Through missions together, they had gradually grown closer, even sneaking away together to talk about everything and nothing. Just when Y/n had gathered the courage to confess her feelings to the blond, she learned from her colleagues that the Straw Hat crew and the Heart Pirates had formed an alliance. And together they had kidnapped Caesar, who was the inventor of the artificial Devil Fruits known as Smiles, which Kaido desperately needed.

She didn't have to look far to understand the goal of the two Supernova captains: to eliminate Kaido. She knew these two crews very well, one being the crew of Sabo's younger brother and the other still a member of the Worst Generation, just like Luffy. It was hard not to know them... After thinking about it for a long time, that same night, she decided to leave the Revolutionary Army and propose an alliance to these two pirates. If Kaido was going to be overthrown, she wanted to be part of it, if only to get revenge for what he had done to her homeland!

With a heavy heart, she said goodbye to her precious friends and especially... to Sabo. There were not many possible outcomes: either she succeeded in the alliance and managed to kill Kaido, or... Well, they would all be killed, or she would be killed by Law, thinking she might be a spy or something... He seemed like a paranoid guy to her but well, she didn’t have a choice. She just had to convince him.

To avoid worrying her friends, she lied about her motivations and simply announced that she was taking a break, just to rethink her main goal. Of course, Sabo, who already knew the story between Kaido and Y/n, immediately became worried, but he only had time to panic before the young girl had taken him aside and planted a kiss on his cheek as a farewell.

That's how she sailed the seas, gathering information about the alliance between the two Supernova captains, and eventually arrived on Dressrosa Island. There, she met the famous pirates and explained the reason for her visit. Of course, Law was not very happy to hear this; he even kept his hand on his precious nodachi, Kikoku.

Quite the opposite of Luffy, who welcomed her without any suspicion and with a broad smile. Apparently, that 10,000-Watt smile ran in the family! Well as a matter of speaking. She didn't mention Sabo to Luffy, remembering that Sabo would soon see him for himself. She wouldn't want to ruin their reunion! From then on, she was officially welcomed into the alliance between the two pirates and the samurai.

The alliance was divided into several groups, and Y/n ended up in the group responsible for destroying the Smile factories. She tried to be useful to her group, but Zoro made a point of arguing with her every time, claiming she was up to no good. That's when someone took one of Zoro's swords, Shusui.

"Damn it, Shusui! Hey! Give me back my sword!" the swordsman exclaimed, rushing to chase after his katana.

"You're quite the great pirate," the young woman laughed, staying still along with the rest of the group, except for Kinemon, who followed Zoro.

"This is all your fault!" Zoro retorted, still managing to hear the young woman.

-"How is it my fault?!" she replied angrily, running towards the swordsman to confront him.

-"You distracted me!"

-"What? That's ridiculous, do you realize that?"

-"That's enough, we need to catch that thief and get Shusui back-de-gozaru!" Kinemon interrupted, redoubling his efforts in the chase.

It took several minutes for Kinemon to get lost during the pursuit, while Zoro and Y/n resumed their bickering. Despite their less than favorable condition, they managed to catch up to the thief and retrieve the katana. They met Wicca, a dwarf or fairy belonging to the Tontatta Kingdom. She explained that the situation was getting worse, and the Don Quixote Family was preparing to attack the Sunny, which was guarded by a group from the alliance.

Despite this, Wicca begged them to take her to the Flower Field, where she could inform her so-called "Commander." This took longer than expected due to Zoro's legendary sense of direction and the pointless quarrels between the former revolutionary and the swordsman.

"For goodness' sake, we should have been there already! And can you two please stop arguing? You sound like an old married couple! Oh, but maybe you are married..." the fairy exclaimed before taking a curious look at the two humans.

The reaction of the two young adults was immediate, and both blushed instantly, although the young woman with e/c eyes had a more intense blush than the swordsman.

"What nonsense are you spouting, dwarf?" Zoro retorted, lowering his head to look at the fairy nestled in his costume.

"That's right! Me, with this... swordsman... Nah."

"Was it supposed to be an insult...?" the confused fairy muttered.

"What do you mean by that, huh? You... you woman!"

"Their insults make no sense!" Wicca thought, completely overwhelmed by the idiocy of these two humans.

As Y/n tried to respond, she stumbled during her run but was quickly caught by Zoro, who pulled her towards him with one of his arms. They remained close for a few seconds, but it was long enough for everyone to understand that they should have moved apart sooner. They quickly pushed each other away, and Zoro, slightly red, raised his voice.

"Don't get close to me, I already have the dwarf for that!"

"You dare complain when you were the one who pulled me towards you?!" Y/n replied.

"Don't you complain either! You were about to fall headfirst, you idiot!"

"As if I needed you to regain my balance, and I wasn't going to fall!"

"Yeah, well, next time, I'll let you fall and laugh at you with your broken nose!" the green-haired man continued.

"Like that's ever going to happen! There's as much chance of that happening as you are finding your way on your own!” the young woman with e/c eyes replied.

Zoro's face turned even redder, but it was Wicca who eventually stopped their "dispute" and sighed.

"Seriously... These two really think they can't stand each other... Attraction really makes people stupid," the dwarf thought, then resumed giving directions to Zoro, who grumbled.

And so, the mission on Dressrosa continued. Everyone had a role to play, and Y/n helped the crew eliminate the Don Quixote Family. After all the chaos, Luffy's victory over Doflamingo marked a new era for Dressrosa. The pirate alliance was then welcomed into Kyros's house, where everyone rested. For once, Zoro and Y/n weren't bickering, too busy trying to find sake for one, and the other was trying to recover their strength.

Indeed, Y/n had returned quite battered, covered in dust and debris on her clothes. She hadn't bothered to clean her face, as she was too tired. Zoro, unable to find sake, complained once again before taking Wado Ichimonji in hand and staring out the door's window, casting a shadow. Everyone's eyes were on the door, which slowly opened. After a few seconds, Y/n stood up and rushed toward the newcomer. She embraced the silhouette, which could finally be identified by the rest of the pirates, especially Robin, who smiled as she pronounced the name of the newcomer.

"Sabo!"

"Sabo? Who's that?" Zoro asked, squinting while watching the young man held in Y/n's arms.

"He’s Luffy's brother." Robin replied.

"Another one...?" thought the swordsman.

"Sabo, are you okay?" asked the young woman with h/c hair, releasing the blond just after.

Sabo smiled at her before looking surprised and then tender. A slightly tired Y/n didn't understand why until he raised his hand to her face and gently placed it on her cheek. The young woman blushed easily while looking at the blond. He then gently rubbed his thumb on her cheek, removing some dust from her face.

"You had some kind of stain on your face," he said with a gentle smile.

"T-Thank you..."

"Tch!"

"Sabo, what are you doing here?" Robin asked after smiling at the swordsman's behavior, who seemed to be irritated.

"Oh, I just wanted to see Luffy before leaving. Some troublesome people will be arriving soon. You should also leave while you can."

"Troublesome people?" repeated Franky.

"The CP0. They're not innocent in Doflamingo's downfall, they played a role in the shadows."

"CP0?" repeated Y/n, starting to doze off and sway towards Sabo.

"Hey, you idiot, don't fall asleep, you'll fall. Come here, just stay there. I mean, stay over there and fall, maybe I'll see your broken nose after all," Zoro announced with a smirk.

"Dream on, I told you... I told you it wouldn't happen," she replied, yawning between each part of her sentences while moving closer to Zoro to point her finger at him reproachfully.

She paid no attention to the arrangement of buckets filled with water on the ground and stepped into one, causing her to lose balance and fall towards Zoro. She managed to catch herself and fell on all fours while framing Zoro's bent legs with her arms.

In the end, Zoro, sitting cross-legged, saw Y/n's face up close as she used her arms to catch herself beside the swordsman's legs. He smiled arrogantly before saying,

"You see, I was almost a witness to your fall," Zoro teased. "It's like you enjoy falling when I'm around," he added more softly so that only Y/n could hear.

She blushed before trying to respond, sitting back in the Seiza position (kneeling, sitting on the legs, like in Japan). Zoro eventually smiled kindly and gave Sabo a smug grin. Sabo wasn't as happy to see Y/n so close to the pirate so quickly, to the point that he didn't realize he was frowning until he saw Zoro's smirk.

Sabo felt a wave of jealousy, but he restrained himself, wanting to avoid letting his flames out and burning down the house and its residents. He finally smiled kindly, approached his former comrade, placed his hand on her shoulder to gain her attention, and asked,

"Y/n, we should go, the others are waiting for us."

"Hmm?" responded Franky and Robin, who were watching the scene unfold with satisfaction.

"Why would Y/n follow you?" Zoro suddenly asked seriously.

"Well, because she's done what she wanted to do. Now it's time for her to return to the Revolutionaries, with me," Sabo replied with a forced smile.

"In what way is she done? She said she wanted to kick Kaido's ass. He's still in Wano, as far as I know."

"Did you tell him everything?" Sabo asked, slightly disappointed that he wasn't the only one who knew Y/n’s goal.

"Well, actually, they all know," said the woman with h/c hair.

"Yeah, and so what? Does it bother you that I know?" Zoro interrupted.

"I don't see why it would 'bother me.Y/n can do whatever she wants. After all these years together, I don't see why I shouldn't trust her. I'm more doubtful about the others," the blond replied.

"It's funny to hear that from the guy who wants to take her against her will. It gives the impression that he's afraid of something or... someone," Zoro retorted.

"That's enough, both of you! I'm tired of hearing you talk as if I'm not here! So now, the three of us are going to get out and have a talk. Robin and Franky don't need to endure your childishness!"

Both young men widened their eyes and turned to Robin and Franky, who were smiling. They both felt somewhat embarrassed that their friends had witnessed their not-so-subtle dispute. Zoro, Sabo, and Y/n left the house and walked away a bit so that prying ears wouldn't hear them. Even though Robin could easily listen in if she wanted...

"Alright. I'm going to be very clear, okay? You two are going to stop bickering by talking about me as if I'm your property!"

"What? No, that's not what I meant, Y/n!" Sabo immediately apologized.

"I didn't say that either. It's not my fault if you don't understand," Zoro replied, avoiding eye contact with Y/n.

"I never told either of you what I was going to do now. So, speculating like this is pointless! Besides, you're on the same side; it's really stupid to argue like this!"

"... It's true... You're right," Sabo acknowledged while sighing.

"Zoro?" the young woman called.

"What?"

"I'm waiting," Y/n added with a somewhat stern look.

"... Aaah, fine, I get it! I may have been a bit... protective..."

"Protective? Are you kidding? You were clearly je—" retorted th blond man.

"Sabo," Y/n cut him off.

"Sorry," he apologized.

"Now that it's settled, I'm going to bed, and I don't want to hear from either of you, understood?"

"Of course, Y/n," Sabo confirmed with a smile.

"Yeah, yeah," Zoro replied evasively.

With that, Y/n dropped her serious expression and gave them a tired smile. She approached the two young men, kissed each of them on the cheek, and then turned around to head back to Kyros's house for some rest. Not only were the battles exhausting her, but their argument had literally drained her. Those two were like children...

On the other hand, Sabo watched Y/n with a surprised expression, blushing. Y/n certainly knew how to push his buttons. He eventually smiled and then looked at Zoro. He was blushing slightly too and stared at Y/n with his sullen expression, which, in his opinion, made him look constipated, but well, he wasn't very objective...

"Don't get carried away, she just kissed you because she did it to me," the blond announced, now looking at the swordsman.

"If it makes you feel better to hear it, go ahead," Zoro replied, starting to head towards Kyros's house.

"What does that mean? And what are you doing?!"

"Use your imagination, you saw that Y/n and I were... close. And now, I'm going to sleep, not that it's any of your concern," Zoro replied.

"That concerns me when YOU sleep in the same room as Y/n!"

" -"I won't jump her, okay!" Zoro replied, slightly exasperated. "... At least, not with others in the room," he added with a predatory grin.

"I don't like that grin! How about we both sleep outside so that no one takes advantage of the situation?" Sabo suggested, slightly panicked.

"You're really getting on my nerves, but yeah, if it'll shut you up and let me sleep, fine. Anyway, I don't need an advantage."

"Ah, you'd need one though," Sabo teased. Zoro turned around and started raising his voice, prompting Sabo to retort. After only a few seconds, they heard a loud crash, and both understood that it was time to be quiet, or Y/n would come back and kick their butts. Even though they weren't afraid of her, it was more the fear of "losing points" for her affection.

#sabo x reader #sabo x you #sabo x y/n #one piece #one piece scenarios #sabo one piece #fluff #one piece fluff #mnemo mnemo no mi #roronoa zoro x y/n #zoro roronoa x you #zoro roronoa x reader #roronoa zoro #zoro x reader #straw hat zoro #one piece x reader

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foralternateuniverses · 1 month

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The forces of evil:

There are four main branches, Heart, Spades, Clovers and Diamonds.

They create monsters and dark magical girls with the fake devil fruits created by Ceasar.

Rosinante as head of Hearts (with a circus theme, Buggy and the Charlottes belong to this branch), he's also, obv, a double agent.

Doflamingo is head of diamonds.

Mihawk used to belong to the spades.

Moria is head of clovers.

Rosinante, Buggy and Law live together.

The transformations:

Their jolly roger charms, which hang from their (flip) phones, are used for transformation.,

They all have to do this. They call 66, the charms falls as they pull their phones to their ears, saying "Calling! G! Double 6!"

The skull detaches from the base.

Ichiji - drags each diamond to where the clothes and accessories are, setting them like time bombs until they're all in their places and detonate together into light.

Niji - touches each lighting and as she does so they run through her like electric current and transform (individually).

Sanji - grabs the spiral's edge and drags it like a string around herself, slowly turning invisible, until she finishes and the spiral goes back to its original shape, turning invisible at the same time Stealth Black turns visible.

Yonji - turns the screw as it grows in size until it's so big it barely fits in her arms, she throws it above her and when it falls, she passes through the hole.

Sora - the halos "thorns" go out flying to her, landing and wrapping in light everywhere that changes, finally transforming when she puts the halo on her head.

Reiju and Zeff are artificial magical boys so they don't have charms, however, they have other means.

Reiju takes out a vial with a pink-purple liquid and drinks it to transform into Poison Pink.

Zeff eats a white pill to become Blinding White.

And the villains only need to take a bite of their fake devil fruits.

#one piece #magic girl au #magical girls au #magical princesses vinsmoke au #germa 66

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picavecalyx · 2 years

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thinks about silva meeting more artificial pokemon, thinks about silva meeting more artificial pokemon, thinking about silva me

#ooc ;; pterodolphin has no devil fruit #she's an artificial pokemon it counts #technically

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whumpbby · 11 months

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Vergil coming back to Nero's life and deciding that yes, the offspring is strong and smart, he is proud. He will try to be a father.

Except he has no idea how to start, because memories of his own father as hazy and indistinct, and what he remembers of his mother doesn't seem to fit the situation.

He looks to Dante for pointers, but Dante is not a father material with vengeance, desperately trying to stick to the role of a fun uncle, because emotional vulnerability is a dirty word for him. Even though Nero is visibly desperate for a genuine familial bond with the younger Sparda twin, to the point even Vergil can see it (he may not be emotionally versed, but he's goddamn observant, had to be to survive). No help there.

But then, he notices... The children.

Nero's little gaggle of orphans.

The kids Nero and Kyrie took in and care for, ostentibly as caretakers, but anyone with eyes can see there's more to it. The kids are theirs. They are a family. A small, strange family made up of broken pieces, but more cohesive and caring that anything either twin has experienced in their life. Dante seems terrified of it.

Vergil is intrigued.

When on a job, he watches his son on the phone with the girl, and then inevitably some of the children, listens to his voice and the way it softens around the edges into something gentle and careful. None of the brash roughness, none of the swearwords, just - care and softness and emotion.

He watches the boy around his family, the first time Kyrie's request to finally meet him bears fruit. As difficult as it is with a human, Vergil admires her resolve to seem brave, because the girl is smart and knows how devil power tastes like in the air, and when she finally sees him Vergil can hear her heartbeat stuttering. Still, she steps in closer and reaches out to shake his hand, and it dawns on him she's doing it for Nero and the children. Her bravery, artificial as it is, feeds theirs, settles something in his son's eyes. It's easier to admire her after that realisation, so brushing his lips on her knuckles in an old-school greeting is no mockery.

Well, just a little. She giggles, bashful, and his son's hackles raise against his batter judgement. Amusing.

Thankfully, the children keep their distance and Vergil is glad for it. He's not comfortable with things so small, with sticky fingers and snotty noses. The oldest boy is in his teens, weedy and wide-eyed, and at his age Vergil already had blood under his fingernails and knew how it feels when his heart stops. The littlest one barely toddles behind it's adoptive mother and smells sweet enough for his teeth to ache and his instincts stir.

Children unnerve him and vice-versa. Maybe he should be blinking a bit more often?

("Blink, goddamnit!" The weaponsmith told him once, high on nicotine and new research materials, forgetting herself enough to stop stuttering. "It's like I'm talking to a fucking lizard!")

No, too much effort. The children will either shore up their courage or not, no point in condescending to them this young.

But his son doesn't seem to share that outlook - again, this softness. His step shortens, his eyes grow soft, his hands gentle as he brushes hair and cleans little mouths, and allows little hands to hang off his fingers. His voice drops an octave when speaking to them and Vergil wonders if the boy knows it's not a human trait. Demons don't care for their young like humans do, but strong offspring is coveted (either as legacy, potential opponents or food). Physical affection is always dangerous when instincts to care and feed are joined at the hip, so vocalisations take it's place.

The children respond, surprisingly. Young minds are easily trained, he knows, but Vergil never expected that instincts could be adjusted alongside. Not in humans. But it seems it's possible, because the pups flawlessly and haplessly follow every cue given by their caretaker.

Interesting. He's pretty sure his son is unaware.

A devil enough to follow his instincts, but human enough not to realise. Keeping himself between his brood and his father, regardless of his seeming eagerness for them to bond - somewhere under his skin he has to know how tasty they look, easy pickings for any demon around.

Vergil would never - well, not human children at least. Not his future kin (as soon as they prove themselves to him that is).

(But his son doesn't have to know for sure as long as it's amusing. Sue him, he's vindictive by nature.)

It gives him an idea, though.

He had no hand in raising his son, quite the opposite in fact (heh, Dante was rubbing off on him) and so he has no idea what sort of a parental care his son craves. Asking is out of question - his pride would never let him. Nero's pride would never give him honest answer. Explosively honest as he is, the boy guards his heart almost more than Dante.

Trial and error is also not viable - when the error carries danger of breaking the tenuous bond they have. Distastefully, Nero has a family to sate his emotional needs and a place to retreat to, if hurt enough he will not bother to stick around his awkward terror of a father. And it doesn't sit well with Vergil. Not now, when he's decided to claim his offspring as worthy of his attention.

No, it has to be a flawlessly executed plan without a chance of failure.

Luckily, he has a perfect example to follow that will get him into his son's good graces.

Nero.

The boy acting like a father to the strays under his care. Without an example to follow, he's still a good parental unit - in both human and demon sense. It's not instinctive to their breed of beasts, Vergil knows, thus it stands to reason his son built himself to be an ideal he wished for himself.

A caring father-figure appearing in the life of an orphaned child desperate to belong.

So, Vergil studies what he sees. It's not above him to take the easy path, he will use any and all advantages in battle. It's only fitting that Nero did his homework for him on this occasion too - just as he managed to somehow solve the age-old conflict between two brothers, regardless of their opinion. As if it was easy, as if he didn't pay it off with blood and heartache.

Still, a good example begs to be followed.

Before daring to put his plan into action, he tests it. Slowly and softly, out of sight of anyone with keen ears. The test material is right there after all, already primed - all three of them, his son's pups.

Dropping his voice is easy. It takes a couple tries to find the right tone - he never had a need to learn, but finds it as satisfying as any other type of research. The right combination of dominance and coaxing is fairly easy to find and hone.

He might have visited Kyrie a couple times to test his options behind his son's back - easily explainable by slowly growing interest in the weaponsmith's research tomes stacked in the mess of the garage-workshop. The fact he choses to visit at the least convenient times of the day, when the children are high on energy after returning from school and Kyrie is distracted by preparing food, is never mentioned.

The girl is always happy to see him - after her initial fear subsided, she exhibits the same desire for companionship as his son. She's also an orphan, after all, too young by far to be a mother of three. It doesn't hurt that his presence brings a steep decrease in the noise-level around the house.

Yes, the pups are responding well to his presence and verbal cues. Soon enough a low hum is enough to stop the boys running full-tilt in their tracks and quiet the youngest one's wailing.

Vergil tries not to feel accomplished at the last one, a paltry feat as it is compared to his other successes, but it still touches something within him when the child's eyes grow wide and glassy, staring at him in startled wonder.

He might have allowed himself to touch the little thing in a moment of weakness. A slight gesture, a brush of fingers across the soft, reddened cheek. A small reward for compliance, he explains it to himself, exchange of favours. A demon's rare tenderness for a moment of quiet.

It would last longer if it wasn't witnessed by the wide eyes of his son's girl, but may as well, no point in overindulgence. The child still smells too sweet, but at least now that sweetness doesn't make him salivate.

He knows Kyrie will tell his son of that short scene, of course she will. She'll want the boy to know his father is able of gentleness, she'll want to give him hope. Vergil is okay with that, if it makes the boy more open to his attempts.

He never refused an advantage in battle, after all.

#vergil & nero #DMC #vergil #headcanon #please be normal for onceTAT

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erii-ya · 3 months

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‘If it’s you….’ Part 2

Killer x FemReader

Part 1

Content Warning: Violence, mentions of blood, bloodshed, death, void of emotions, killing

WC: 1,149

A/N: One Piece is the beautiful creation of the genius Eiichiro Oda-sensei. It has heavy *spoilers* for the Wano Arc since the context revolves around Udon Prison. Please remember that the flow of the story is just a fantasy in my head, and English is not my mother tongue.

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Hitokiri Kamazo, a criminal who worked under Orochi, assassinates people the Shogun deems punishable. His wanted posters were everywhere, especially at the Flower Capital. People were made aware to take extra caution at night when he’s lurking around any corner—a ruthless killer who finds joy in bloodshed. At least, that’s what the rumors said. Little did you know that the criminal would turn out to be someone you know. A person dear to you. Your thing of obsession.

Killer wails while laughing hysterically. He didn’t answer Kid, but tears streamed down his face uncontrollably. You’re even sure you saw him peek in your direction, but it happened too fast you couldn’t catch his gaze.

“What?! He’s the guy with the mask that was always with Jaggy?!” Luffy exclaimed. Oh yeah, you’re with your captain. You got so invested in what’s happening that you forgot your current situation.

Old man Hyogoro moved closer to you and Luffy, “You know him?” he asked no one in particular. Without skipping a beat, you said, “Yeah.” glancing over to the old man. “As you may already know, the redhead is also a captain of another pirate crew like Luffy, and the blonde guy…” musing back to Killer, “is his vice-captain.” You choked a bit on the last part. It felt like your throat ran dry. To be honest, a looming headache grows by the minute the longer you watch. You’re too confused, in rage, and keeping these intense emotions at bay is torturing you. It makes you wonder how you can still stay calm and collected when all the fibers in your body are screaming murder.

“Jaggy possibly tried to save him and their crew,” Luffy concluded. ‘Well, obviously.’

Eustass Kid may be known as a vicious pirate, but he’s a compassionate captain to his crew. Not that you’ll see it in public, but you’re one of those people who knew, if not the only one. Kid will do anything to protect his people, especially since his crew was with him in his highs and lows.

Hyogoro shakes his head sympathetically. “How cruel.” he started. “He was forced to eat the SMILE fruit that takes away one’s emotions. Only to be given a mask of laughter that can never be taken off.”

After hearing that, you swiftly turn towards him. “…the hell do you mean?! What – What Smile fruit?! What is this ‘being devoid of emotion’ thing about?! Explain!!” With an intent look in your eyes, you literally growled at the old man.

A sudden silence filled the air, and you weren’t even aware. Everyone in the area who heard your outburst is now looking in your direction. Your reaction made the old man so taken aback that he was speechless. Probably because he wasn’t expecting you to react that way. You grab onto his shoulder, practically shaking him too hard while you insist he answer you. Even Eustass Kid and Killer, who made a scene a while ago, focused their eyes on your direction.

Standing tall in front of your group, Queen decided to intervene and answer you instead. “Let me do the honors for you, boy.” smiling devilishly. “SMILEs are artificially made devil fruits. It intends to grant the consumer the power of animal transformation, much like a Zoan-type Devil Fruit.”

‘Artificially made devil fruit? That was possible?’ you thought.

Still, he continued, “However, the success rate of achieving the desired outcome of gaining animal powers after consuming SMILE is only 10%, thus considering those who successfully did as ‘Gifters.’ The other 90% who ate a dud…” Queen points at Killer as though to make his point.

“I mean, it’s not that bad, yeah? He may not gain any powers, but he gained an everlasting HAPPINESS!” as if to add salt to injury, roaring with mocking laughter.

All the other beast pirates guffawed at the remark.

You remembered what you saw on the light-scroll snail earlier about the citizens who laughed at the person who was executed. “So you mean to say those people laughing at the dead earlier was…” you spoke, waiting for him to say the obvious.

“Uh-huh, they ate a dud, too. Orochi probably did it; how he did it is beyond me, as if I care.” It wasn’t apparent before, so you thought poorly about the citizens, who also turned out to be victims.

Now it’s all clear...

....and that was your last straw.

Forcing people to eat a defective devil fruit, voiding them with emotions but constant joy, and capturing innocent people for them to do hard labor in this prison. You thought you already saw the unthinkable.

In Punk Hazard~

In Dressrosa~

But it seems evil exists in any other country. Not only is it constant, but the level of evil only escalates from one country to another. The longer you and your crew journeyed, the more you realized how revolting the world is.

You had your share of a dark past, and your soul may be frying up good in hell, but at least you don’t pretend to be good.

The emotions you struggled to constrain are now raging more than ever.

Hands shaking, you clenched your fists.

Resisting is futile, and you know that.

Now, all you see is red, and you’re already raring to go.

You took a deep breath, exhaled sharply, and then snorted, followed by a boisterous laugh. You laughed so hard you’re tearing while clenching your tummy. Queen and his men were stunned at your action.

On the other hand, Luffy…

“No good. No good. No good.” He hurriedly reached out to grab you, "Y/N!!" but it was too late.

Your right fist jabbed Queen’s stomach, sending him flying to the other end of the arena, dragging some of his men who were caught on impact. The next thing happened after another, and most of the beast pirates went down one by one.

Blood splattered all over the place as you go on a rampage. Blinded by rage, you walk the path of destruction. With everything you’ve learned and heard, you let your emotions get the best of you.

Luckily, Luffy quickly evacuated the prisoners. He was wary that this might happen after you discover Kamazo's true identity and what had happened to him.

In fact, he felt the same way as you, though not as intense to the point of killing. But that was a part of who you are that Luffy accepted with open arms. Your captain is not one to judge people; he also knows how deeply you care about Killer.

In reality, it’s not only because you care about him but because your deep affection towards the man becomes an obsession.

No one messes with your Milý and gets away with it.

Alive.

You swear, in the name of all things holy and on your damned soul, you’ll make sure to sweep this place clean.

Colored in red.

Continued in Part 3...

#one piece x reader #MassacreSoldierKiller x reader #eustass kid #op killer x reader #Killer x FemReader #One Piece Killer #OnePiece

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