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joels6string · 1 year

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Never Enough

Joel Miller x f!reader

Summary: After a long day out on a patrol, Joel returns home to a soft place to land.

Rating: E

Word Count: 2.2k

Content: established relationship, soft, happy fluff, nothing but love and care for the gruffest man, minor wound care, smut, minor nipple play, unprotected p-in-v, oral f-receiving, slight Joel with a praise kink, cockwarming

Here he felt the perfect dichotomy of vulnerable and indestructible, there was nothing that could taint him here, no pain, only the shattering of walls and a warm embrace.

The crickets’ summer song had droned on too long, a melody that was usually so welcome haunting as you sat alone at a dining table that was too large, a plate of uneaten food still set in front of you, a meal made to share. He was late. Too late.

After 2 hours of waiting, panic had tried to convince you to search out Maria and beg her to send out a search crew. You’d go out yourself if you had to. As you entered the third long stretch, busying yourself around the house had proved a dismal distraction and by the fourth despondency had taken over. He was gone. He had to be.

It was closer to midnight than his usual hour of return now, tears dripping into ice-cold tea, your fingers trembling around the ceramic of his favorite mug. Had you taken a sip you’d have wrinkled your nose at the slightest hint of coffee evident over the chamomile, he never scrubbed the dishes well enough.

The ticking of the clock made the slow progress of time an audible horror, the thud of each flick of the second hand like a metronome to the terrifying scenarios playing out in your mind. Bitten. Lost. Dead. Which one was it? Would one be easier to grieve than another? It was always a risk, but that was a fact easier to face entwined in strong arms in the comfort of your bed.

Heavy boot steps had you leaping to your feet, your hand wrenching the door open questioning who would be on the other side. Was it Tommy, here to deliver the bad news? Was it him? Was it someone else tasked with speaking to you and Maria alike?

“Jesus Christ,” you cried out as you crossed the threshold, his pack falling from his hands onto the wooden deck with a thud.

His forehead was still soaked with sweat when it buried into the skin of your neck, your arms pulling him into you as he wrapped you up tightly with his own. The sight of dried blood caked on one side of his face hadn’t been missed, nor was the way he collapsed as soon as the refuge of your embrace had swallowed him, his sigh of relief hot on your throat as his fingertips dug into the plushness around your waist. Tears had begun to fall when your fingers tangled in graying strands, his body still somehow too far away to comfort you.

“M’alright,” he mumbled, making no effort to pull away just yet, “M’alright, darlin’.”

With every attempt to speak your tongue was strangled by relief and fear alike, the sounds battering against your throat giving you away, and despite the fact you were supposed to be comforting him, the tables had turned.

“Don't cry,” he soothed, tugging you impossibly closer, “It’s all over.”

“Go sit,” you finally instructed, releasing him too quickly for both of your liking, “Let me clean you up.”

It had taken time for Joel to relinquish some of his stoicism to you. Years ago he’d have batted your hands away when you fussed or fret, done the work himself while you watched on with guilt and concern. But as time had worn on, he’d slowly started giving in. It started with accepting meals prepped for him when he got too busy carving in the studio, followed by bandaging hard-to-reach areas, and now, he was more than willing to accept every one of your affections.

Your gentle fingers felt better than his own ever could on sensitive flesh, the throbbing side of his face relaxing as your featherlight touch softly turned him at the jaw. You were close enough that he could feel your heat radiating off of you, the faintest hint of floral and earth mingling in his nostrils. You’d been in the garden all day, your beloved blooms and greenery keeping you safe in his absence. Without a word, you pulled his blood and dirt-stained shirt over his head, your hands and eyes assessing the rest of him for damage and thankfully finding none.

“It’ll sting,” you warned as you did every time, his response nothing more than a single nod.

A scotch-soaked rag brushed over his lips first, your own coming to taste the amber liquid lingering with the welcome home kiss he’d been fighting to return for. It was too short, too fleeting, and he was desperate. A palm cupping behind your head redirected you, the way you crashed back into him breaking open floodgates both of you had been doing poorly to maintain. He grunted in approval when your knees trapped him on the couch, your body sliding into his lap as you anchored yourself to him by the hair once again, his tongue sliding along the seam of your mouth begging for more of what he thought he’d never have again.

Lack of food was starvation he could endure, but losing the slight sting of the crescent moon stamps you were pressing into his chest was a famine he would never survive. The way you whimpered as he pulled the will to live right from your swelling lips could cure his melancholy, the tension melting from his weary form as you soothed every ache and pain with nothing more than a brush of your lips and fingers. No matter how many years he was able to swindle away from the grips of death that had stalked him for decades he would never get enough of you.

“Let me finish,” you giggled, breathless and flustered, the smile ticking at your lips easing his guilt for the turmoil he’d put you in.

A peck to the scar marring the bridge of his nose came before the brush of the rag to his temple, a hiss of pain he’d only grant you the gift of seeing coming when you pressed it to the cut decorating his hairline. Meticulously you worked as he kept you firmly in his lap, kneading into the velvet beneath his calloused fingers worshipfully, your body following as he relaxed back into the cushions when the exhaustion became too much to battle against.

“You don’t need stitches,” you informed, the way you brushed his hair ever-so-gently sending a shiver up his spine, “Just some food and a shower.”

“Yes ma’am,” he slurred, the loss of your heat a worse discomfort than the burn of the alcohol still prickling at his wounds.

Despite his protest, you warmed a plate and rushed off to begin heating water, leaving him to eat alone where the sight of your still-full plate wasn’t lost on him. He picked at enough to appease you before trudging up the stairs and stepping into the stream of warm water you’d prepped, rushing through the motions to join you in the bed he knew you’d already settled into.

However, he found you ready and waiting with a clean rag and a towel, the taste of copper dripping into his mouth as you sat him down and pressed against his now throbbing head again. You’d changed into one of his t-shirts and nothing more, a sight that riled him up no matter the state he found himself in. Your thighs were free to explore, he could see your lips lifting into a smirk as he dipped his finger beneath the leg of your panties.

“Aren’t you exhausted?” you asked with a mischievous lilt, inspecting the current state of his head.

“Nothin’ I can’t fight off,” he answered as he roughly grasped each cheek of your ass in his palms, your body responding immediately with a pathetic mewl.

Strong arms lifted you around his waist, his towel falling to the floor without regard as he carried you to the bed, his pillow soft behind your head as he laid you down gently. Your panties were discarded, the loose tee draped over your frame pushed up to reveal your nipples already pebbling in arousal and need. That was where he began teasingly, challenging your already threadbare resolve as he pressed his lips everywhere but the place you needed him. Your spine arched searching for his heat, but every time he denied you, grazing his nose along your skin in a taunt until you were writhing in what felt like agony.

When his mouth finally locked over the hardened bud and you trapped his head in place, your core began pulsing with need as his tongue swirled, his fingers tugging and pulling on the other side until you could bear it no longer. Spreading your thighs wide, you pushed his hand down and pressed his thumb to your buzzing bundle of nerves, crying out loud enough for the neighbors to hear you through the open window as he wrestled his head to your opposite breast. He worked you over in sync, his circles and presses to each sensitive spot simultaneous until you tensed and threw your head back, a wave of white-hot pleasure washing through you.

Choking and sputtering on his name you settled him between your legs, his whispered promises of “I got you” and “I’m here” brushing against your lips and erupting like butterflies in your stomach as he fisted himself. He was here, he was home, he was safe.

Joel liked to be close, foreheads and chests pressed together, breath shared, and tonight was no exception. Your soaked channel took him easily, but he still went slow, enjoying every second of your cunt pulling him in, the softness of your inner walls, the quivering of your thighs as he filled you. Here he felt the perfect dichotomy of vulnerable and indestructible, there was nothing that could taint him here, no pain, only the shattering of walls and a warm embrace. He kissed you when his hips notched with yours, pausing to take in the sensations he’d never tire of. Your heat, the way your thighs parted in trust and devotion and gripped him as if you needed him as much as he did you, the heaving of your chest and the fluttering of your eyes as you stretched around his girth, you would always be his undoing. He’d never fight it, either.

With the first gentle rock of his body into yours, you tangled your fingers into his hair, it was no secret to either of you how much he loved it. You knew he wouldn’t last long, his face was already contorting as he pushed back the heat coursing to his middle, the pressure already bearing down and begging to be relieved. Your lips pressed to his eyes, his brow, his cheeks, his lips, dipping lower to lavish the scars on his throat and over his pulse; if you only you knew his heart beat only for you.

He was whimpering now, weakened further than usual by his flirtations with death and the sheer respite of sharing your body, his pace picking up as he fucked you like it was the last time. In his mind, maybe it was.

“You’re okay,” you reminded him as his face twisted, “It’s okay.”

The loss of him had you gasping on air that caught in your throat as his mouth cinched over your clit. Without shame you lifted your knees to your chest, giving him access to dive into your dripping hole, your juices sweet on his tongue and soaking his beard as he devoured you. It was sloppy and unhindered, he wanted every drop you gave him, each moan into the dark and tug on his locks fueling him as he suckled and lapped until your vision went black and the elastic holding you together finally snapped.

Boneless and spent, you felt him pecking his drenched lips along your inner thighs, the sensation guiding you back to him and somehow craving more. With fingers beneath his chin, you guided him up, his body sliding behind you as his cock slipped into your cunt again. He tasted like you, his beard still damp as your mouths moved tiredly in tandem, your sweat-soaked skin pressed together as he rut into you harder and faster than before.

“Come on, baby,” you urged, reaching behind you to cradle his head, “Come me for me.”

“Not yet,” he grunted, needing this longer, he wasn’t ready to lose it, he needed more.

“Always so good for me, love. So good.”

That did it. The praise, it always sent him metaphorically to his knees. He may have thought it was a deep, dark secret only he knew, but you were well aware. His pace stuttered as he spilled hot and thick deep in your soft heat. He was panting now, his body limp as he fell to the mattress in a heap, your own following along with him. With a sigh, he began to pull himself free until you stopped him, pulling his arm around your middle and pushing your hips back to sheath him once again.

“Just go to sleep,” you said softly, his shocked whine as he thrust his sensitive shaft into you like a reflex, his spendings easing his way, “Just like this.”

“Okay,” he sputtered, burying his nose in the hollow behind your ear.

Moments after breathless I love yous, sleep overtook you both, the crickets outside no longer a haunting hymn, but a lullaby.

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sugarcloudsky · 8 months

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Hghhh I need some pitaya dragon cookie x reader fics where it's basically beauty and the beast, I'm starving for content,,,

Prickly dragon that softens for sweet but strong reader and falls madly in love with them

「The Hunter’s Beast」

character: pitaya dragon cookie

wc: 1.2k

cws: none

im gonna sound like a broken record but so sorry for taking so long to get to this!!!! ive got a lot of requests that have been sitting in my inbox for months LOL hope u enjoy tho!!<3 just a note, reader is a hunter in this (if it wasnt obvious) and established relationship here

The summer evening was cool and quiet. The full moon was already peeking out from behind the mountains, glimmering from up above. The rustling leaves of the trees provided some cover for you and your squad of hunters as you waved for them to follow you. You all kept as quiet as you could, the only sound being the fragile leaves crunching under your worn out boots whenever you moved.

You were all on a mission, to find any kind of edible berries or meat to bring back to your camp located just on the clearing at the edge of the forest. The food supply of your squad’s base back home was running low, so you all headed into the woods to replenish and collect whatever was possible. As of now, your squad had quite the collection of edible plants to take back. The artificial pouch wrapped tightly around your waist was filled to the brim with an assortment of berries and veggies to return home later.

“This will be enough to last us for weeks,” you call to your group, turning to them as they all nod at you. You stand up, dusting your legs as you shuffle your boots in the opposite direction. “It’s getting darker. We need to head back as soon as possible before we run into a pack of cake hounds or something worse.”

“Yes, captain!” They all say in unison, making you chuckle under your breath. You don’t really like the name ‘captain’, but your crew refuses to call you anything else. You were the one who did most of the work back at camp, so what else could they call you? They looked up to you a lot! Even though you wanted to, you decided not to argue with your group about the name again, simply opting to quietly start walking back to camp with them following closely behind you.

As you all walk in silence once more, you begin to ponder about your life back at the camp. It’s been so long since you started living in a small camp by the forest, you don’t even remember ever leading a comfortable, peaceful life. All you remember is needing to run, run as far as possible, because it was no longer safe for you to stay in your hometown. Ever since then, you’ve lived in a camp far away with a number of survivors and lived off wild plants and animals to survive. It was a rough life, but you all managed, and you've all grown to see each other as more of a family than just other survivors.

Your lips subconsciously curl upwards at the thought. You’re about to turn around and say something lighthearted to your group, but something stops you. You pause for a brief moment, before sticking your arm out for the cookies behind you to stop as well. Something isn’t right. It’s quiet… too quiet. Birds and crickets were chirping peacefully just a few minutes before you began heading back, but now it was just eerily quiet.

“…We’re being stalked. We need to hurry back right now—”

A sudden loud roar and the earth rumbling below your feet cuts you off and leads you to instinctively pull your makeshift knife out from your pocket. The rest of the cookies with you pull out their own weapons as well, an uneasy tension immediately building within you all.

A roar… all too familiar. Well, to you, at least.

“We need to get out of the area, now!”

Your voice was full of urgency as you urged your squad of hunters to run away as fast as they could before danger could find you, but alas, sometimes it’s nearly impossible to avoid these confrontations.

The trees around you are suddenly ripped out of the earth one by one, its roots nearly hitting one of your group members in the face. You yell for them to get back, having a certain feeling of who was threatening you and your group.

“Foolish cookiesssss…”

And you were right.

The Legendary Red Dragon’s familiar red scales come into view, their fiery breath causing surrounding temperatures to rise suddenly. They rip out the tree providing the last of any cover you had previously, exposing you and your group to the large beast. When it spots you, it grins widely, its large and intimidating fangs peeking out.

“Foolish little cookiessss… you dare trespassss on my land…?” Their loud voice booms across the trees, your ears ringing slightly as they laugh and taunt you. “You will come to regret thissss…”

This isn’t good. You would usually be able to deal with threats like these by yourself, but now you’re more worried for the safety of the others. You don’t care about what happens to you, as long as they can get back safely then you’ll feel alright.

Gritting your teeth, you turn towards your comrades.

“GO!”

The Red Dragon’s grin widens, but you don’t notice as you’re too focused on getting your crew away. Again, you yell at them, “GO!”

They all look at you, a mix of shocked and fearful faces staring back at you. They don’t want to leave without you, they can’t! What will they do without you?!

“Just go! I’ll be okay! I promise! You don’t wanna die, right?! Then go!!”

After a few more moments of you yelling and them trying to argue, your group finally (although very hesitantly) leave you alone with the dragon.

Once they’re completely out of sight, you finally turn your attention back to the large dragon in front of you. Their head tilts as they growl lowly. Their sharp fangs make you falter slightly, but you don’t back down.

“Brave little cookie…”

“Drop the act, Lizard, they’re gone. What do you want?”

They purr, their eyes dilating, “I wanted to ssssee you.”

You huff, “So that’s why you nearly scared my group to death?” as you cross your arms across your chest. Undeterred by your annoyance, Pitaya Dragon Cookie chuckles sinisterly.

“Those cookiessss were weak anywayssss… you are much sssstronger than them…”

You sigh. “So you did all that just so you could see me again?”

“Correct.”

This dragon…

“Well, you’ve seen me now,” Normally, you wouldn’t be so annoyed with the dragon in front of you, but you weren’t happy about how they treated the other hunters. “Now isn’t the best time, Pitaya. I need to head back.”

“No.”

You were starting to get a little irritated now.

They noticed your exasperation, “Little cookie…” they drawled, head lowering to move slightly closer to you, “I haven’t sssseen you in sssso long… sssstay longer…”

You flinch instinctively as they suddenly transform into their much smaller cookie form. They flip their hair, approaching you smugly before gently taking your hand in theirs, in hopes of maybe buttering you up. Their cold armor makes you shiver when you feel it touch your warm skin.

You stare at them for a few seconds of silence, watching as they practically make puppy dog eyes at you, before you let out an exaggerated sigh of defeat.

“Alright… fine. But I've got to get back s— oh!”

Pitaya Dragon Cookie swiftly picks you up bridal style, chuckling to themself as you yelp in surprise. Their ego multiplies tenfold when they notice the undeniable blush on your face.

“Sssstay a while, my favorite little cookie…” They grin, loudly purring at the sight of you noticeably trying to hide the color painted on your face. Their grip on you tightens very slightly as their eyes practically sparkle at your beauty.

“I’ll make our time sssspent together worthwhile, my little hunter.”

#cookie run x reader #cookie run kingdom #fanfiction #crk x reader #cookie run x you #x reader #crk #crob x reader #pitaya dragon cookie #pitaya dragon cookie x reader

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imamotherfuckingstar-lord · 7 months

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what he deserves, chapter 3

Sanji x Reader, a bit of Law x Reader

Warnings: angst, one-night stand, not really a love triangle – law and reader are mature about the situation. Some implied smut.!!!! WANO SPOILERS!!!!!

a/n: this will be several parts. Leave comment for tags.

Summary: Witnessing all the suffering Sanji went through on Whole Cake Island, all you want is for him to be truly happy…even if it means not with you. Set after the fight in Wano, you go through the motions of an endless fight and end up in bed with the Hearts Pirates’ Captain to distract yourself from the one thing you want the most – Sanji.

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The village was lively; Otama showed you around since you hadn’t had a chance since landing in Wano. Her hand was glued to yours, pointing out different homes and who they belonged to. She went on and on about how great her big bro Luffy was and how full her belly had been from the last three days of eating. Her smile put into perspective how vast the world was and how this country, this village, was just one small story among millions. There were more stories like Otama’s, more people to help and when you glanced over to Luffy – who was busy devouring his fifth bowl of rice, you knew he’d be the one to liberate everyone. Leaving her to go to the man’s side, you wandered off toward the edge of the village – where the trees were high and shading. Needing some time alone, you walked further into the forest and then perched yourself down near a small pond. Sitting on the ground, your eyes drew closed.

Moments flashed in your mind, memories flowing like a stream. A smile burned through your heart thinking of the crew…Merry…than Sunny… All the arguing and laughing among the seas you all traveled. The best moments in your life were had on the ship but hidden in the cracks of memories were the ones of your family. Biological family. Pain sears through your soul and for a moment, you thought you could smell your mother’s perfume, father’s cigars. You loved them once and you were sure they loved you, but people can become the worst versions of themselves.

And never come back.

For years, you were always on your own. Fending for yourself – being hurt by others, sometimes far worse than what your parents did to you. The physical scars always heal but damage the heart, that was harder to mend. The pond was still, too still for your liking, so you swat a hand into it. Ripples catered to your needs, and you inhaled the air, lungs filling with relief than the tears fell from your eyes. Body shaking, fingers digging into the dirt, all you can do is just sob. Cry until you collapsed onto your back; eyes stung as you stared up past the tree line. It was getting dark, and you felt sleepy, even though you had slept so much last night. Still, there was an incredible tiredness that came over you and it only took a few minutes before you fell asleep…

Crickets woke you up.

How soft their sounds usually were, you were surprised by how loud they were when no one was around. It was dark, moon high and above the trees. Your back ached from the ground and when you sat up, your head felt dizzy. You yawned, getting up from your feet to tug on your kimono; it was dirtied from your nap. Stretching your arms, you felt energetic and started back toward the village – it was a short ten-minute walk, and the village was quiet. The streets were empty sans a few folks walking back to their homes, Luffy was nowhere to be found.

Shit. Realizing it might be later than you initially thought, you didn’t bother asking anyone if they had seen your captain or gone looking for Otama. Going back to the inn seemed like the best choice but as you moved past the homes, you noticed two young girls in front of their home. They looked no older than sixteen and when you drew closer to them, you saw that one was giving the other a haircut. You stopped and watched, the one getting her hair cut smiled at you. She looked so content and free; eyes filled with a hope of a better future and her hair…it looked good shorter. Asking if you could be next in line, the would-be hairdresser grinned. “Of course.”

An hour later, you stood in front of the inn; your once long hair cut under your chin. It was a drastic change, even a bit severe but losing those inches of hair felt freeing. Being among other women who have been ruled by others, being free by the same man that freed you – it felt electric. You needed this and when you walked into the inn, you hadn’t expected to be rushed by Nami. Her arms flung around your shoulders, and she cursed you under her breath.

“Everyone was so worried.”

Confused, you hugged her back, fingers running through her hair. She pulled back and gawked at your head, asking what you had done to your hair. You laughed. “It’s called a haircut. The real question is why you were so worried, I was only gone for a bit. When did Luffy get back?”

“Eight hours ago!”

She explained that when Luffy came back right before sunset, he said he didn’t know where you were. Everyone figured you were just around. “Or with Law but even he didn’t know where you were! He had gone out to look for you too. Sanji’s been worried, he was the first to go out to find you. Where the hell have you been!”

Chopper rushed into the inn’s entry way and summoned you to the other room for an examination – in tears, asking if you were hurt. Kneeling in front of him, you patted his head three times, just the way he liked it and told him you were fine. “I just fell asleep in the forest.”

Nami scoffed. “Apparently got a haircut on her way back too.”

“Does it look that bad?”

You stood up and looked at the navigator, she glared at you for a long time before giving into a smile. It was cute, she said, and you felt relieved – a bad haircut might set you off again but before you could thank her, Robin and Brook walked in. Both were pleased to see you; the latter urged you to go outside. “The others are on their way; they’ll be happy to see you.”

Following him outside, the rest trailed behind you – Robin noting how pretty your new locks were. Smiling, you walked into the streets and looked in the direction Brook pointed towards. The first person you saw was Luffy and before your eyes could register the figures next to him, his hands grabbed a hold of your shoulders. Knowing what was about to happen, true fear set in as he screamed your name – no doubt waking up every person in the vicinity of the inn. A unison of shouting and pleading from the crew did nothing to sway Luffy’s determination to hug you. All that there was left to do was accept your fate. Bracing yourself, your eyes closed shut and seconds later his entire body seemed to be wrapped around yours. He felt heavy but when you tripped back there were two arms holding you up. Thinking it was Robin, you giggled as you were pushed back into a standing position. Everyone laughed. When Luffy finally released you, the owner of the hands was revealed to be Sanji. He asked if you were alright, chastising Luffy. “You could have hurt her, you moron!”

He slipped his hands away from you, eyes taking in your hair. His heart galloped in a way it never had but he pushed it back the feeling and asked where you had been. You confessed the nap you had taken, and he smiled warmly. A hint of earnestness swept his eyes when you apologized for making him worry. “For making you all go out looking for me,” you added.

“As if we’d leave you behind,” Usopp chimed; you looked to him and mouthed a ‘sorry’. He knew you meant for earlier and he just grinned at you – all was forgiven. Then like the sap you were, tears started to flow alarming everyone. Zoro demanded you to stop crying, but you knew it was only because it was making him uncomfortable. Sanji told him to shut up and placed an arm around your shoulder, asking if you were hurt.

Hurt?

No, you were…happy.

Happy to be with your family and more importantly, happy to be wanted.

Brushing tears from your cheeks, you looked at everyone than to Sanji. “I’m pretty hungry…”

….

The inn’s kitchen was cozy, you sat on a wooden stool watching as Sanji cooked. He had long rid himself of the yellow yukata he had worn for most of his time in Wano; he now wore black slacks and a white, loose button up. Sleeves rolled up his forearm and the first two buttons of the shirt undone. He looked relaxed as he cooked a small dinner for you; neither of you speaking but comfortable enough to enjoy the silence. His hands moved effortlessly, and you studied his every move, moves you had longed memorized. All the times you spent with him in the kitchen, asking questions but confessing you weren’t much of a cook. He smiled when you said that.

“That’s fine, I can do all the cooking.”

Now, he worked diligently – cigarette perched in the corner of his mouth.

“We were all pretty worried when you didn’t’ come back with Luffy.” He spoke but didn’t look up from dicing potatoes for the soup he was making you. “At first, we thought you had gone out on your own, but then it took Luffy an hour to mention that he had lost track of back at Otama’s village. That’s when everyone started to freak out. With everything that’s happened…it seems we’re all on edge.”

“I’m sorry…”

Sanji looked up from his work, eyes a bit sad. “Don’t be sorry for having people that care about you.”

“Then you shouldn’t either,” you snapped back much to Sanji and your surprise. He stopped dicing and placed the knife down. Neither of you knew what to say next, but neither of you could look away from each other. It felt like a standoff with words, both of you trying to figure out what to say next. Then he resided and continued to cook, and for ten minutes no words were spoken until Sanji finally broke the silence.

“Why did Nami lie about you being there when we talked through the mirror dimension?”

Heart racing, you fought the urge to avoid his eye contact, avoid him all together and run upstairs but your feet were frozen to the wood floor. Gripping the edge of the stool, you told him you asked her to lie and when he asked why, you wished lies could roll off your tongue. “Because I was angry at you. Angry that you had no faith in Luffy or us or me to help you.”

“They threatened Zeff, threatened you all.” They being his awful family. Sanji’s head hung low, hands on the small kitchen island. “I couldn’t let them get to him, Luffy, the others…you…. I – I couldn’t…”

Your heart ached for Sanji and all you wanted to do was go to him, hold him, absorb his pain but again, you couldn’t move. A woman frozen. Dread riddled your bones as he looked up to you, eyes pleading for you to understand. God, you did, you did but…

“You were going to go through with it,” you whispered, tears forming. Letting go of the stool, you held a hand to your chest and trembled. “You were going to go through with the wedding because they wanted you to. The family that discarded you. You told me how awful they were to you, Sanji.”

“But I had to…”

“I understand why you did it,” you admitted, wiping away a stray tear. “I do. But you didn’t even give Luffy a chance, give me a chance to help you. Not from the start. Didn’t you realize that we would do anything for each other? Was not that evident enough after all this time? We are your family, Sanji. We are. Not those awful people and not that awful girl.”

Sanji couldn’t comprehend the scene before him – the tears in your eyes, the look of devastation on your face, or the pain in his heart. He couldn’t form words, let alone a sentence but somehow, he managed to speak and the instant he did, he knew it was the wrong thing to say. Even if he had said it out of nerves, trying to ease the tension. It would be something he’d regret until the end of time, but he couldn’t grasp the knowledge that you might feel the same as him – couldn’t be possible.

“She wasn’t so awful.”

His response to the heart pouring you just did stun the nerves in your system and all you could do was laugh. A low, melancholy laugh. Willing the tears away, you stood up from the stool and smiled softly at the startled cook. “Well, then, maybe Usopp was right. Maybe you should have married Pudding. You’re the kindest person I know Sanji and if you couldn’t warm her heart, no one could. I’m not feeling so hungry anymore. Goodnight.”

The cigarette fell from his mouth onto the cutting board as he watched you exit the kitchen; he wanted to call out to you, beg for your forgiveness. Yet, the shame of even mentioning Pudding kept him where he stood. He listened to the sound of your sandals clicking until he could no longer hear it, and when the coast was clear, he allowed the tears to flow freely. He didn’t know if it was possible to even come back from a conversation like this one. Or if you’d ever be willing to speak to him again and he wasn’t so sure he even deserved a second chance.

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HAIKYUU X THE OFFICE AU — EPISODE SIX: SUGA’S GOT A SECRET

pairing: sugawara koushi x female reader

description: now that ukai knows of sugawara’s feelings for you, it’s only a matter of time before the big secret spreads throughout the office, leaving sugawara with plenty of damage control to do.

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author’s note: tumblr keeps playing games when it comes to this au showing up in tags, which may be because of “foul” language apparently, so i’m gonna “censor” this episode and see what happens. it will be uncensored on ao3 though. if you missed episode five, IT IS VERY IMPORTANT THAT YOU READ IT. it’s INSANELY annoying how tumblr keeps messing with me, and that’s honestly why i (along with literally every writer on here) press about reblogs. likes don’t do anything, reblogs do. not to sound like a pain in the ass, but how can you expect your favorite authors to feel inclined to write if you’re not helping them get exposure? anyway… i feel really good about this episode creativity wise (as i reworked the original episode a TON), and think it might be one of the better episodes i’ve written along with next week’s valentine’s episode. i hope you enjoy!

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for the second time today, you returned to your desk with your teapot full of hot water. it was scorching against your hands, but you had to be careful with your steps in order to avoid any spills. you’ve been doing this practically everyday since the office christmas party, so none of your coworkers were phased by it anymore.

“hot, hot, hot.” you whisper to yourself.

you place the teapot down and let out a sigh of relief before sitting down in your chair. the crew watched as you pour the hot water into a mug and pulled out a dish full of sugar of creamer packets, ones you recently acquired so you could be more efficient with your tea. it wasn’t necessarily the excitement the documentary was hoping for, but they kept the cameras on you in anticipation for something with suga to hopefully come up. unfortunately, nothing spicy had occurred.

you stirred everything together before taking a sip, letting out an “ah, that’s the stuff.”

•••

“i’ve been loving the teapot suga got me for christmas.” you say with a grin. “it gives me an excuse to drink more tea rather than coffee at the office, and not the kind you spill, if you catch my drift.”

you give a wink to the camera, but there might as well be crickets as none of the documentary crew laughed at your joke.

“none of you found that funny?” you pout.

•••

out of nowhere, daichi huffed and puffed as he emerged from the break room. “ugh, who in god’s name spilled coffee in the break room and didn’t clean it up?”

not again, you think to yourself. there was always someone leaving a mess somewhere in the office. it was like working with a bunch of children most of the time. you could almost always point your finger on who was to blame, but it’s not like anyone would admit their wrongs, like tanaka, who was responsible for most messes in the office.

“wasn’t me.” he immediately objected. you almost wonder if he spoke up first on purpose so the suspicion would go to someone else.

“you know i don’t drink coffee.” tsukishima said, which was true. you would find him always drinking some sort of strawberry soda, which you tried once and swore it was the most disgusting drink you ever tasted.

“yeah, and y/n has just been drinking tea lately.” suga spoke up. he immediately regretted saying anything as tsukishima, yamaguchi, kiyoko, yachi, and tanaka all collectively eyed each other. his cover was slipping terribly, but suga couldn’t help but feel the need to defend your honor.

“well, whoever did it needs to clean it up because i’m not doing it.” daichi crossed his arms.

“you know no one is gonna fess up, daichi.” tsukishima rolled his eyes. “this happens every time.”

“and i’m not gonna be stuck with the mess again!” he whined. “it’s like how you all expect asahi to reach everything on the top shelf when we invested in stepladders for a reason. those things weren’t cheap.”

the camera panned over to asahi as everyone quickly turned their heads to look at him. “why… why are you guys looking at me like that?”

“well, some of our coworkers happen to be leprechauns, you know.” kageyama said, evoking gasps out of hinata and nishinoya.

“oh, that’s not—” you began to say before covering your mouth with your hand. it was best if you kept out of this one.

“kageyama, that’s offensive to short people!” hinata exclaimed with a pout. “after everything we’ve been through…”

“my point still stands.” kageyama shrugged.

before hinata and kageyama could break out into a fight for the umpteenth time—one where tanaka would definitely yell out “world star!” and pull out his phone to record—ukai came out of his office in order to investigate what his employees were arguing about rather than actually working.

“something the matter? what’s with all the chatter?” he asked, immediately recognizing his clever rhyme. “oh, i rhymed! that’s bars right there.”

“someone spilled coffee on the floor in the break room and left it there.” daichi explained to him. “as if this office needs any more mess, it’s a disaster around here. we need to do something about the cleanliness of our work environment.”

“hmm… let me think.” ukai stood there pondering for a minute, resembling the thinker. some of you wondered if he was posing that way just for the sake of striking a pose. it definitely wouldn’t be a surprise if he was.

“uh, hello? earth to ukai?” daichi waved his hand in front of ukai, thinking he was frozen.

“i’m thinking.” he muttered, trying to stay as still as possible, down to barely moving his mouth. yeah, he was posing just to pose. typical.

everyone continued to wait for ukai to suggest literally anything, but he stayed in his position for far too long. thankfully, yamaguchi decided to speak up, but he would quickly be shut down by ukai.

“why don’t we all just clean the whole office together—”

“let’s all just clean the whole office together!” ukai interrupted yamaguchi, taking all the credit. “yes!”

“i just said that…” yamaguchi frowned.

“it’s spring cleaning, baby!” ukai clasped his hands together.

“but it’s not even spring?” tanaka questioned. he should know better than to question his boss at this point.

“so? who cares?” ukai shrugged. “don’t make me assign you to cleaning the men’s room.”

“no, please! anything but that!” tanaka begged. ukai instantly found joy in this, giving the camera a sinister, yet also off-putting stare.

•••

“i’m such a genius. if you do your spring cleaning in the winter, then you won’t have to do anything in the spring!” ukai said, praising himself as if it were his idea. “only i could think of such big brained ideas.”

“yamaguchi suggested it before you spoke over him.” a crew member spoke up, having documented it on camera.

“who?” ukai furrowed his eyebrows. it was almost hilarious how he couldn’t remember who he was.

•••

while some were assigned to clean certain parts of the office, others were cleaning out their desks, which everyone was mandated to do today. it seemed like “spring” cleaning wasn’t such a bad idea after all as many found random miscellaneous items, having no idea when they were from. tanaka even discovered why his desk had such an odd odor, which was because of an expired donut. everyone gagged at the sight and smell of it as he chucked it in a trash can and ran off.

as you were cleaning out your drawers, yachi walked up to your desk with a bottle of carpet cleaner and a scrubbing brush.

“hey, y/n. here’s that carpet cleaner you asked for.” she said as she placed it down on your desk.

you look up from what you’re doing and see yachi right in front of you. you had been waiting for your chance to use it as there were limited resources to share. thankfully yachi agreed to give it to you after she was done with it.

“oh my god, thank you.” you let out a sigh of relief. “daichi would flip if he saw the coffee stains under my desk.”

“trust me, i know… we’re desk buddies.” yachi groaned. she wasn’t particularly fond of the seating arrangement around here. at least you had your own little space, one where suga could steal pining glances as much as he desired, which reminded her. “how’s wedding planning going, by the way? did you start yet?”

the initial excitement of finally setting a wedding date sent you into overdrive, your mind racing of all the things that needed to be done to prepare for a wedding. as much as you dreamed of this, you didn’t think you’d be stuck doing all of the planning alone. ryo hadn’t made a single contribution yet, and despite your families expecting you to walk down the aisle, some doubts couldn’t help but brew up in your head.

“oh, uh, i bought my veil recently.” you reply. you hadn’t even picked a dress yet, despite having a long way to go, but picking a veil just seemed easier for right now.

“aw, that’s so exciting!” yachi couldn’t help but feel bad that suga was overhearing this conversation, given his eyes were fixated on you as he waited for you to speak, which wasn’t that hard to notice. “how are you gonna do your hair then?”

“well, i was thinking about wearing it down. kind of like—” you take out your hair clip and let your hair down, fluffing it up a bit to show yachi. “—maybe something like this?”

suga felt his heart still for a moment as he intently watched you fiddle with your hair. he wished he’d seen you like this before as you always wore your hair up at work. why were you hiding such beauty? it pained him to think about ryo always being the one to see your hair untamed like this at home. even if you failed to realize it, you were drop dead gorgeous in suga’s eyes.

“wow, you look so beautiful. you’re gonna make people cry.” yachi said, already able to think of one person without hesitation.

as yachi spoke a little too loud, ukai—being the nosy boss he is—overheard your conversation and decided to butt in. with poor timing, at that. “woah, y/n. why don't you wear your hair like that all the time? it's so much hotter than what you usually do.”

you cringe and roll your eyes as you reach for your hair clip. suga let out a sigh, wanting the savor the sight for a little longer. maybe another time, he hoped.

“man, this must be torture for you.” ukai said as he walked past suga. suga’s eyes widen as he looked around to see if anyone overheard that, and thankfully no one did. everyone was too occupied with cleaning to bother, it seemed.

•••

“yeah, on the booze cruise i told ukai about some feelings i used to have for y/n.” suga explained, albeit poorly. “i was just… feeling nostalgic, i guess, and i decided to confide in the world's worst confidant.”

used to have? even the documentary crew could see right through such a pathetic lie.

•••

later that day, suga knocked on ukai’s office door. as expected, he wasn’t cleaning his office one bit. do as ukai says, not as ukai does, apparently. it wasn’t a shock, to be honest.

“hey, ukai.” suga said as he entered ukai’s office. ukai quickly turned down the volume on his computer—seemingly not doing any productive office work either—and looked up to see what suga wanted. “remember that thing i told you on the booze cruise about y/n?”

“boy, do i?” ukai asked. he had been reeling ever since the bombshell was revealed to him. it was more exciting than the lame reality tv he usually watched at home. “of course i do.”

“well, that was, uh, pretty personal, so if you can just…” suga paused. how could he make this sound the least offensive to his boss? “if you can make sure you don’t tell anyone else about it, that would be great.”

“what? oh yeah, my lips are sealed. like the bangles song.” ukai said.

suga furrowed his eyebrows. he didn’t feel confident in that answer. “that was the go-go’s.”

“just get back to cleaning.” ukai scoffed.

“you got it.” suga nodded. it seemed he just had to take ukai’s word for it, but some worry still lingered.

•••

“suga and i are great friends. we hang out a ton, mostly at work, but the fact that he poured his heart out to me about y/n during booze cruise says everything about our friendship.” ukai said. “and because of that, i intend on keeping that information a secret for as long as i possibly can.”

“are you implying that it will spill out eventually?”

“course not. i’m the best at keeping secrets.” ukai then started to sweat profusely. he cannot keep this secret for long. “is it hot in here all of the sudden?”

•••

while suga was cleaning his desk, ukai emerged from his office with what seemed like the sole purpose of bothering him. his careful tiptoeing towards suga was evident, even if he tried to be sneaky. “suga…”

“yeah, ukai?” he looked up, ruining ukai’s opportunity to potentially scare him.

“whatcha doin’?” ukai asked. “you like football?”

“uh, ya know, cleaning. like you asked me to.” suga deadpanned. “plus, i’m more of a volleyball guy.”

“oh, yeah, makes sense.” ukai said before getting to the real point of this conversation. “so, any news on you know who?”

suga initially wondered why ukai would be bothering him like this, especially in the middle of the day, but now it was painfully obvious. of course it would be about you, but here, right on the open floor? it’s like ukai was asking to publicly embarrass suga. the poor lad had been through enough embarrassment these past few months. the documentary has seemingly only made it worse.

“time and place, ukai.” suga shook his head in annoyance.

“i just want to know more about your love life, suga.” ukai pouted. of course, he had some valid concerns. suga was just crying to him about his dilemma not that long ago, after all, but still, why here and now?

“like i said; time and place.” suga insisted.

“but—”

before ukai could plead his case, tanaka interrupted this conversation, seemingly out of jealousy over ukai newfound closeness to suga. “woah, what’s going on here? you guys besties all of the sudden?”

“um, yeah, we’re besties, tanaka.” ukai replied. suga wanted and scream and say that he was wrong. they would never be besties, never. “we tell each other secrets and stuff.”

“secrets? what secrets?” tanaka raised an eyebrow with a smirk. he instantly thought of one secret only a select few knew of, and suga knew he’d be thinking of it. “i know secrets.”

suga had to get tanaka off his back somehow. the combo and him and ukai would be a total disaster when it came to his secret. “deep, dark secrets?”

“wha… what do you mean?” tanaka questioned. it was hilarious how he was falling for this.

“oh, you know…” suga paused for dramatic effect. “the kind of secrets that could send people to jail.”

“oh my god…” tanaka let out a gasp then ran off like a scaredy cat. maybe that award went to the wrong employee on awards night.

that actually impressed ukai quite a bit. he wouldn’t say it out loud as he always had to be the very best, but ukai was definitely impressed.

“welp, back to work.” suga shrugged. this desk definitely wouldn’t clean itself, and he wasn’t sure if he could trust anyone else to go through his things. maybe he could trust you. knowing you, you’d organize everything by what you thought was worth keeping and what wasn’t, then let him figure out if your guesses were right.

“hey, uh, wait.” ukai said, catching suga’s attention once more. “what are you doing for lunch? i could take you out. my treat.”

lunch? with ukai? suga wasn’t sure if he was all too fond out that idea. free food, sure, but having to deal with ukai alone at a restaurant seemed like a bad nightmare. you never know what could happen in such an event.

“ah, no, you don’t gotta do that.” suga said as he quickly tried to think of an excuse to get out of this. “i gotta… ya know… clean and stuff.”

“what about we set up a picnic in the break room?” ukai proposed. “order some pizza and talk about you know who.”

nope. nope, nope, nope. suga knew ukai was just itching to talk about you. the only feasible solution was to get as far away from the office as possible and go out for stupid lunch. the sacrifices suga had to make for the sake of keeping his secret, well, a secret.

“haha, um… you know what? yeah, let’s go out. that’s a good idea, man.” suga stood up from his chair. ukai jumped up and down, overjoyed, which brought more attention to them. suga figured going right now was the best bet, so he quickly grabbed his coat and briefcase in order to leave right away. “let’s go now, actually. what place you thinking of?”

“oh, i know just the place.”

•••

after an awkward drive, ukai and suga found parking in the city before walking over to a popular strip of restaurants. suga assumed being a boss had its perks as there was no way he could afford to eat like this all the time. thank god ukai was paying for this.

there seemed to be amazing places to eat around here, but suga found ukai leading him to the outside of what seemed like a… maid cafe?!

“ukai, what is this place?” suga asked, hoping and praying it wasn’t what he thought it was.

“it’s my favorite spot.” ukai said, noticing suga hesitate. “i go here all the time. come on.”

“if it’s what i think it is—”

“it’ll be fine!” he interrupted suga. “don’t be shy now.”

suga let out a sigh before he followed ukai inside. it was exactly what he thought it was. he was at a maid cafe.

“no… no, no, no.” suga shook his head. this couldn’t be happening to him right now.

suddenly, a pretty woman in a maid outfit walked up to them, greeting ukai first as he was a regular. “mr. ukai! come, come have a seat wherever you’d like.”

“sana!” ukai greeted her. it was even worse that he knew the employees by name.

“there’s no way…”

•••

“ukai took me to a maid cafe.” suga said through gritted teeth. he was being interviewed outside the cafe, other cameras filming what was going on inside as ukai was being pampered by the waitresses. suga was lucky to have a chance to rant. “he took me to a F*CKING maid cafe.”

“you know you’re—”

“god, i’m tired of you guys scolding us over language. you’re just gonna cut most of this sh*t out in post anyway.” he cut off the crew member. he wasn’t necessarily wrong, but the poor editors had a lot of work cut out for them with the way the employees of japan pulp and paper act. maybe they were better off documenting another branch…

•••

meanwhile at the office, tanaka walked up to your desk unannounced, digging his fingers into the bowl of jellybeans you always had out for everyone. you don’t even wanna know where his hands have been. now that you think about it, does he ever wash his hands? you wanted to gag.

“tanaka, can you not shove your hands in the bowl like that?” you ask with a disgusted look on your face.

“whatever. all the good flavored ones are gone.” tanaka rolled his eyes as he continued to dig into the bowl.

“it’s a communal bowl…” you sigh.

“am i not bestie material?” he asked you out of nowhere. “i thought me and ukai were besties.”

you weren’t sure why he was asking this all of the sudden, but if validating him meant he’d leave you alone, then you’ll do it. “yeah, you’re bestie material, tanaka…”

“would you ever consider me to be your best friend?” tanaka questioned.

now, tanaka was a terrible worker, but he wasn’t necessarily a bad friend. he would definitely do crazy things for the sake of his coworkers. you remember on your first day tanaka told you he kept ninja stars under his desk incase of intruders and he would defend you in an instant. sometimes he was a little dumb, but he had a good heart, shockingly enough.

“sure?” you shrug.

“excellent.” tanaka said before walking away all of the sudden.

while he wasn’t looking, you quickly grab the jellybean bowl and throw away its contents. you stare at the camera for a moment as they’ve captured what you’ve done before panning to ukai and suga returning from lunch. you instantly smile upon seeing suga’s face.

“hey.” you greet him.

“hey.” suga said as he hung his coat up.

ukai eyed the two of you before going into his office. you wondered what that was about, but you shook it off and went back to talking to suga. “so, how was lunch?”

“oh, you know, pretty productive.” suga then held up a printed picture from lunch, one with him, ukai, and a bunch of waitresses in maid outfits posing together. it was worth the money. “got a lot of work done.”

you blink for a moment as you soak in the picture in front of you. never would you have guessed that out of all places. still, it was hilarious.

“you’re the worst.” you say jokingly. “there’s no way.”

“ah, but there is.” suga replied. he blushed as you began to uncontrollably laugh. it was adorable. he found it to be one of his favorite sounds in the world.

you manage to control your laughter after a few deep breaths. no more joking around. “pretty sure you’ve got more cleaning to do.”

“yes, ma’am.” he jokingly saluted before going back to his desk.

suddenly, kiyoko stormed up to ukai’s office. you couldn’t remember the last time anyone ever saw her so angry like this. you even feared steam would come out of her ears, and since she was knocking on ukai’s door, you knew it wasn’t anything good.

“ukai, takeda and i need to talk to you.” she barged in.

ukai raised his hands defensively, acting as if he were getting arrested. “i didn’t do it, your honor!”

“what?”

“…what?”

kiyoko didn’t have time for nonsense. she was livid. “ugh, come on. you’ve got some explaining to do.”

before ukai could try to protest, kiyoko dragged him away from his desk and led him to takeda, the last person ukai wanted to talk to right now. it didn’t matter what the matter was, he hated talking to human resources.

“specs, what do you have the female specs dragging me here for?” ukai groaned as kiyoko forced him to have a seat.

“uh, a new charge appeared on the corporate credit card—” takeda began to say as calmly as possible.

“you spent a hundred bucks at a maid cafe! you didn’t even get approval for this!” kiyoko interrupted him, yelling over takeda. if there was any good cop, bad cop action happening, it was clear who fit which role.

“it was a business lunch!” ukai argued. “who said i needed approval?”

takeda let out a sigh. there was a reason ukai couldn’t be trusted with anyone’s money, even his own, for that matter. he felt like he had to treat him like a child, despite ukai being the one in charge.

“ukai, you just got your corporate credit card back.” takeda scolded him. “do you really want me to take it away again?”

“what am i, a five year old? this is ridiculous!” ukai exclaimed.

“corporate is gonna be so angry!” kiyoko argued with him.

“look, suga needed a relaxing lunch.” ukai explained. “he’s been depressed and it’s been affecting his productivity. how is that not work related?”

kiyoko froze. now she’s wondering if ukai knows what she knows. does he know what she knows? takeda didn’t seem to budge by ukai’s explanation.

“he seems fine to me.” takeda shrugged.

“you're not his friend, you don't know what i know.” ukai said. “he is in love with a girl he works with who's engaged, so just cut me some slack, okay?”

unbeknownst to them, nishinoya overheard the whole thing as he walked by. “are you talking about y/n?”

no way that just happened. ukai is at a loss for words, same with kiyoko. he messed up big time.

•••

“this is bad. so bad.” kiyoko said frantically to the camera. it was safe to say she was freaking out. “did suga tell ukai? or did he figure it out? god, suga! you’re such an idiot! i can’t stand this madness!”

•••

thanks to ukai’s big fat mouth, suga’s secret had spread throughout the entire office like the plague and he had yet to figure it out, but he would soon enough.

the first person nishinoya told was asahi, who didn’t really have much of an opinion on it as he was merely a temp. once word got to hinata, however, that was when the train really started rolling. suga had no chance to swear nishinoya to secrecy, so his secret was finally spilled to everyone. well, everyone except you… for now.

hinata rushed to kageyama’s desk. had he gone any faster, he would’ve crashed and knocked over all of kageyama’s things, even his computer. it certainly wouldn’t be fun having to pay for a new one.

“jesus, hinata!” kageyama jumped out of his chair. “what are you tryin’ to do to me?!”

“nothing, nothing!” hinata exclaimed. “guess what? suga has got it bad for y/n.”

woah. even kageyama couldn’t pass up hearing such juicy information. he was rather impressed in suga’s taste in women too. you were a rather attractive woman, after all. “what? really? not bad, suga. not bad…”

ukai walked by as hinata spilled all the beans to kageyama. as hinata noticed ukai’s presence, he just had to get his opinion on the matter. after all, it was ukai’s fault the secret was revealed to everyone.

“hey, ukai. do you think suga is gonna try to break up the wedding?” hinata asked.

ukai was put off by such an outlandish question. he felt so guilty about this, as shocking as it was. suga actually put his trust in him, and he blew it in less than a week. some boss he was.

“hinata, suga is my friend, so the only people that this crush really concerns is suga and y/n...” ukai said. “and also me.”

of course, ukai had to make some of this situation about him. no surprise about that.

as suga tried to get some cleaning done, he felt as if there were more cameras on him than usual. to test the theory, he got up to go to the bathroom. the crew dared to follow him, but suga stopped before entering. there was no way he could let them film him doing his business.

“did the production value go up or something?” he furrowed his eyebrows. “what’s going on?”

before the crew could respond, nishinoya appeared, asking suga the last question he thought he’d have to hear. “suga, why didn’t you tell me you had a crush on y/n?”

his heart dropped instantly. it’s happening.

•••

suga had to carry out this interview in the calmest way possible. he was livid, sure, but there also was a bit of relief. the burden of his secret was so hard to carry most days. but the only way he could make it out of this alive is if he played it off like he used to have a crush on you.

“well, the cat’s out of the bag. i used to have a crush on y/n and now i, uh…” suga hesitated. “don’t. how thrilling...”

the poorly fabricated lies continued.

•••

now that suga got that dreadful interview was over with, it was time for him to talk to you about the newfound elephant in the room. as he discovered everyone was talking about this crush behind your back, suga decided he was better off confronting you about it. besides, it was either you find out through suga himself or ukai.

suga found you alone, knowing this was the only time and place he could get through this conversation. he didn’t need anyone else hearing in on this.

“hey.” suga spoke up. you look up and see his face, your calming smile putting him at ease.

“hey.” you say. “did you find anything good in your desk?”

“oh yeah, i found a coupon for a free sandwich.” he said. there had to be a way to bring up his crush somehow. “it expired in august, but i did find my phone charger from two years ago.“

“wow, big day.” you reply. big day was quite the understatement.

“i don’t even have that phone anymore.” suga chuckled.

“even better.” you grin.

“yeah.” he blushed.

thinking that was the end of the conversation, you began to leave the room, but suga quickly stopped you. this was his only chance, he couldn’t let it slip away.

“hey, uh, listen…” suga said as you stop in your tracks. you look up to see what he has to say. shockingly, this was harder than he thought it would be. “um, i told ukai on the booze cruise—it’s so stupid—but uh, i told ukai that i had a crush on you when i first started here.”

you felt your heart skip a beat. he had a crush on you when he first started here? now your mind raced back to suga’s first day at japan pulp and paper. he seemed so nervous, so you were the one to welcome him with open arms as you had only been with the company for less than a year at that point. you knew what it was like to be the newbie, so you wanted suga to feel more at ease. you didn’t think anything more of your kindness back then.

“oh…” is all you manage to muster out. you can’t believe you were so blind to it all. now you felt silly for only just now developing a crush on him within the past couple months. it was wrong on so many levels now.

“well, i thought that, uh.” he stumbled with his words. “i figured you should hear it from me rather than, you know, ukai of all people…”

“right…” you nod. even you could agree with that. that would result in a much more awkward interaction with your boss.

“and seriously, it's totally not a big deal, okay?” suga insisted. “and when i found out you were engaged, i mean, you know…”

right, of course. that cursed ring on your finger. no wonder he didn’t see you that way anymore, right? at least that’s what you thought was the case.

“no, yeah, i get it. i mean, i kind of…” you pause. lie, just lie, you thought to yourself. “i thought that maybe you did when you first started.”

“oh, you did?” suga questioned. now he felt a little stupid.

“well, i mean, just cause we got along really quickly…” you shrug. it was the best excuse you could think of on the spot, really. you clicked with suga faster than you did with anyone else. maybe there was a reason to that, now that you think about it.

“oh, so you saw right through me, great.” he forced a laugh.

“yeah.” you giggle. you were thankful suga fell for your sham, him feeling the same. “so are you going to be like totally awkward around me now?”

“oh, yeah, yeah... hope that's okay.” suga replied with a hint of sarcasm.

“mhm.” you nod.

“and y/n?“

“yeah?”

“it was like three years ago, so i am totally over it.” suga said. even if he was far from over it, he had to lie for the sake of saving face. he didn’t want to give up since ukai told him not to, but suga couldn’t let you know the truth just yet. this was merely dipping his toes in the water.

“yeah, cool.” you say before finally leaving the room. suga figured he kept you for far too long, anyways.

“alright, cool…”

•••

“so… suga had a crush on me, huh? emphasis on had, i guess.” you shrug. “more reason to move on from my own silly crush, right?”

the crew share a collective look. you wonder what they’re all thinking. was there something you still didn’t know?

“right..?”

•••

suga was thankful his conversation with you went rather smoothly. all he had to anticipate now was ukai’s explanation for the mess that’s been made. who knows what ukai will manage to do, he was so predictable yet unpredictable at the same time.

ukai jumped when he heard suga knock, even worse when he saw his face. he knew exactly what this was about, so ukai had no choice but to motion for him to come in.

“hey.” suga said, closing the door behind him. no way could anyone else hear this right now. suga would lock the door and board it up if it had to.

“i know, i know, i know.” ukai sighed. “i messed up.”

it was actually a surprise to suga that he was owning up to his mistake. he figured he should go a little easy on ukai for the time being, depending on his future responses. “yeah, i was kinda wondering what happened with that…”

“i um… you know, expense reports.” ukai said, frantically trying to explain his way through this. “and then stupid specs! he’s such a goody two-shoes, disgusting. he got all on me about our lunch—”

“the one at the maid cafe.” suga interrupted him. the puzzle pieces were coming together.

“yes, the one at the maid cafe! said corporate was gonna be mad about it, and…” ukai began to tear up, not even trying to fight back his emotions. “i ended up spilling the beans! it was an accident, honest! god, i hope this doesn’t affect our friendship, suga!”

wow. and to think suga was just crying to him merely days ago. now the tables have turned. suga didn’t know whether this was sad or hilarious. would it be wrong to think it’s both? he sure thought of it to be both ways.

as much as suga wanted to totally flip out and scream his head off, he just… couldn’t. for one, he’d probably lose his job, but this situation was inevitable. secrets can’t stay secrets forever, no matter how much you want to hold them close. they always make their way out of your grasp somehow.

“hey, hey, hey. relax, man.” suga tried to calm ukai down. “it's… it’s not a big deal.”

ukai wiped away snot and tears, which was quite disgusting. “it’s not?”

“yeah, it’s fine.” suga let out a sigh. “it was bound to come out one way or another, i guess. everything’s gonna be alright, okay?”

“yeah… okay.” ukai nodded. he was thankful to not be on suga’s bad side, which he‘s never seen at its fullest potential. no one has, really. suga is far too patient for this disastrous company.

“good… good.” suga said. “see ya.”

man, ukai was such a violent crier.

as suga left ukai’s office, he eyed you for a moment, seeing you were walking over to where he just was. you would have no choice but to see ukai crying like a toddler, which no one should ever have to see in their entire life.

“good luck.” he quickly whispered to you as you walked past him, confusion written all over your face.

huh?

shrugging off suga’s random comment, you head into ukai’s office anyway, not even bothering to knock as the door was already open just a bit. nothing seemed out of the ordinary to you yet, as if ukai isn’t unordinary anyway.

“hey, here's your schedule for next week.” you set the paper down on ukai’s desk before noticing he’s wiping away tears. “woah, are you okay?”

“yeah, i'm fine.” ukai sniffled. “look, about you and suga—”

“oh no.” you shook your head. was that what he was crying over? woah, did suga make him cry? nice. “ukai, you don't have to—”

“no, i feel like it's my responsibility as your boss and also your friend.” he cut you off, but you didn’t see any need for this. you and suga cleared the air already, right? plus, ukai considering himself your friend was quite a stretch.

“no, really, it's okay.” you insist. “i know that suga had a crush on me when he first started or whatever. but that was a long time ago, so…”

“what? no. it wasn't that long ago. it was on the booze cruise.” ukai said.

what the heck could he possibly be talking about?

“suga had a crush on me on the booze cruise or he told you about it on the booze cruise?” you furrow your eyebrows.

ukai very quickly realized he messed up once again. he figured he was better off shutting up for once in his life. “ahh… yeah… i’m just gonna… shut my mouth. i’m clocking out.”

“oh… okay.” you say quietly as ukai stood up and walked out of his office so he could leave for the day. it was about five o’ clock, after all.

you follow ukai on his way out and see suga packing up, putting his coat on before grabbing his briefcase. he can detect your presence, even when leaning over for his briefcase as he could see your mary jane’s in his vision. black and shiny, just the way they always were. you never, ever left them scuffed.

“you need a minute?” he asked as you walked by.

“yeah, just need to get my coat on.” you reply.

suga waited for you to pack up before you walked out together, both heading towards the elevator. you and suga enter, just the two of you, stealing glances while the other wasn’t looking until your eyes inevitably meet. you can’t even deny how often he makes your heart race, it was almost a nuisance.

you didn’t know how long this song and dance would last, but you needed this feeling to go away before june. it simply can’t go on any longer.

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๑ keep safe : we made it! (23)

one piece x male reader

fell on hard times a year ago,

was hoping you would let it go.

and you did.

『 prev 』

by the time [name] got back on the surface, chopper was already treating the person that dragged them under. [name] had to be held back by zoro since he very badly wanted to beat some sense into the chestnut headed man.

he was still fuming even when chopper was explaining his condition, clicking his tongue in annoyance before walking off. unfortunately, just as he was going to walk off outside to cool off from his annoyance, two monkey brothers slammed into him.

their sudden appearance sent him tumbling backwards. usopp and chopper began shouting as they recognized who it was instantly, while the rest of the crew was just staring in intrigue. in luffy’s case — confusion since he didn’t recognize the creatures at all.

“what the fuck is going on with everyone?! i’m so pissed!!!” [name] shouted, rushing over and slamming his fist down onto each of their heads. they immediately groveled to the ground, muttering apology after apology as they could sense how angry [name] was.

chopper and usopp began singing praises of [name] for dealing with their enemies, but then their personalities switched when they found out that the monkeys began thanking them.

“seriously, this is all giving me a headache,” [name] muttered to himself as he listened in on the explanation.

apparently the two were very close with the chestnut head guy that was currently passed out. and they were both very thankful of chopper for saving the guy’s life.

when the old chestnut guy did wake up, though, luffy wasted no time in berating him for answers to whether or not the sky island was real. he began to explain that he was a descendant of noland the liar, the character from the picture book, and that there was no way of knowing if the sky island was really real.

[name] wasn’t really paying attention to what he was saying. but he heard the gist of how he was actually a pirate for a couple of years until he reached the island they were standing on. his crew abandoned him and he spent the rest of his time on the island searching for the gold. to set the record straight with his descendant.

“and those two out there?” usopp asked in interest, looking at the man, who they learned was called cricket, for some sort of exciting answer.

“they’re just fans of the picture book!”

“hey, are they really monkeys?” [name] asked out of nowhere, making cricket only laugh in amusement.

it seemed luffy was beginning to get impatient now, pressing for more answers in an annoyed tone, “how do you get to the sky island!!”

cricket provided them with a logbook, leaving them to listen to the past adventures of the liar, making [name] smile softly. he was sat at the table with sanji, looking at nami who was telling the story with such passion it was hard to not listen.

sanji perked up when he heard the mention of skyfish, immediately looking to [name] — knowing that they shared an interest in seafood.

“so they do have seafood, sanji?!” [name] excitedly asked, making the blonde break out into a wide girn.

”man, now, i really wanna get to this sky island!”

“it must be so yummy!” [name] moaned, falling onto the table in exasperation, “we gotta go now! now! now!!!” sanji laughed at his exclamations, taking a drag of his cigarette as he imagined cooking the food that was on the sky island. a dreamy look was on his face.

after reading a good portion of the logbook, the crew decided to head outside where they could all gather without it becoming too stuffy. and then cricket began explaining everything he knew about sky island. [name] was kind of nodding off, right next to the chronic napper that is zoro, but woke up instantly when he heard the mention of food from sanji.

he darted up and ran inside, making the blonde curse him under his breath, and began getting ready for a feast. he laid out all of the plates and took the booze out from the fridge. his eagerness and efficiency to prepare the table for a feast earned him praise from nami.

and soon everyone was digging into the food. [name] was sitting right in between cricket and nami and across the table from him was luffy. the both of them were demolishing any dish that was placed in front of them, grinning ear to ear as they relished in sanji’s delicious cooking.

“hey, girlie, why don’t you come sit over here?”

[name] perked up at the question, seeing nami wave her hand at the invite. and seeing that she didn’t want to, [name] turned and shoved another bottle of booze down cricket’s throat, “instead of bothering nami, how about you give some lip service to this bottle of sake, old man?” he passive-aggressively asked with a seemingly innocent smile on his face, successfully distracting the man from nami.

she shot him an appreciative look, which he genuinely grinned at. out of nowhere, a hand sprouted from the table and wiped the messy crumbs off of his face.

“thanks, robin!” he shouted out to the woman, who didn't even lift her head up in acknowledgment and merely flipped the next page of the logbook that she had been catching up on.

“yes, thank you robin, that look on his face was frankly disgusting,” nami added in, making [name] dramatically fall over into her lap, clutching his chest.

“oh, nami-san, you wound me with such mean words! oh!! but you’re still so beautiful!!! even when you’re so mean!” he said, adding the respectful ending to her name and familiar love sick mannerisms in reference to their cook. it seemed everyone got his joke, beginning to laugh and poke fun at how accurate his depiction of sanji was.

the chef, however did not like it, and began trying to stomp on [name]’s head. this caused more laughter to erupt from everyone as they saw the two chase each other, like a cat and mouse.

the only way the two settled down was by sanji wrangling [name] into his arms and choking him out, making the rest of the crew continue laughing.

but in the blink of an eye, their celebration had to come to an end since the monkey-duo and chestnut head cricket remembered something rather important. something they definitely should have remembered earlier in the morning.

the crew needed a specific bird that was almost like a compass, in order to know where knock-up stream even was. and the only way to find them was in the southern forests.

“why didn’t you tell us this sooner?!” [name] shouted in annoyance, having to once again be restrained by zoro to not jump and attack the trio where they stood, “now we have to go out in the forest with full stomachs — don’t you know!!!! that!!! doing exercise after eating causes stomachaches!! do you want us to have stomachaches until we reach sky island?! assholes!!”

“that’s really not the main cause for concern right now, dumbass!! we need to get this bird or else we are never gonna reach sky island!” zoro said, struggling to keep [name] controlled in his arms.

the h/c haired man puffed out a breath of air and groaned in annoyance, “but zoro!!! my stomach is gonna start hurting!”

“quit bein’ such a baby- and why am i even still carrying you?!” zoro exclaimed, chucking [name] into the air the moment he realized he was being used as a free ride for him. this made [name] land, barely, on his feet and cross his arms over his chest in annoyance.

“this is really terrible!” [name] said in exasperation, looking around the pitch black forest, “not to mention that i can’t even see anything. there’s too much wildlife around to even differentiate if something is a bird or not!”

“wait?!” nami and usopp scurried over to hide behind [name], trembling where they stood, “what do you mean, wildlife?! too many wildlife?!”

“like i said, there’s a lot of creatures surrounding us now — i can’t make out their proper shapes and i can’t even tell if they look like that golden thing we saw back at circket’s house,” [name] sighed, unknowingly making their worries worse, “this is a pain,”

just as he finished saying that, a weird calling came from in the forest. nami and usopp grabbed tight onto his waist and torso, shouting in fear at the sound.

“if we have three nets, let’s split up into four teams and try out luck in finding the bird,” sanji said, making the rest of them make sounds of agreement.

the groups were designated as usopp, nami, and [name] since the two didn’t want to leave his side. robin, zoro, and sanji were together, the blonde had gruffly put his trust in [name], but refused to let zoro be left alone with a woman. and that left luffy and chopper to be on their own.

“if anything happens to me, [name], your debt increases by 50,000 beri,” the man sweatdropped at the threat, looking around in a hurry to find the bird, “and if— AHHH!”

[name] turned around in an instant in worry, but when he saw that nami was simply yelling because a spider landed on her, he eased up. and instead he had a mischevious look on his face.

”oh, nami, you don’t like spiders?” he asked her, even though the answer was obvious. behind the duo, usopp was crouched down and picking up a different spider of the same species.

“of course i hate them! get it off, [name], get it off!!” she screamed, covering her ears with her hands as if to stop the spider from crawling any closer.

”if you deduce all my debt i will protect you from all the bugs!” he challenged, a proud thumbs up being thrown in her direction. she glared at him, about to spit out some venomous comment, but stopped when she felt the spider on her back beginning to crawl up.

“fine! fine! all your debt gone, but that means zero bugs coming in contact with me, you got it?!”

[name] grinned, slapping the spider away and grabbing her by her waist, “if you stick close and don’t run off, i can guarantee your safety!” he said confidently. this made usopp shiver where he stood, hearing the words “guarantee your safety” making him worry for his own.

“and me?! what about me, [name]?!”

“what? you weren’t scared of the bugs a second ago?” [name] asked, slapping another spider that fell from a branch away from him and nami.

“that doesn’t mean i’m not scared of everything else in this forbidden forest!!” usopp cried, running over and latching onto [name].

nami shoved his face away, growling in anger, “hey! this is my spot, i’m the one that actually is here for a reason! why don’t you be a man and defend yourself, usopp?!”

”the only reason [name] decided to protect you was because of his debt to you!! unlike you two, me and [name] have a very solid bond and understanding of friendship of one another, right [name]?! tell her i have every right to be here as she does!”

“you guys are arguing more than searching!” [name] bit back, eyes glaring at them over his shoulder and teeth sharp, “if i’m gonna be making sure nothing comes our way, you two need to be on look out! we can’t leave this forest without any stupid bird!”

“alright, count on me, [name]! i won’t disappoint!” usopp determinedly said, bringing his goggles down to cover his eyes.

“if i feel even the slightest feeling of an insect on me, [name], i’m never letting you eat any of my coffee beans ever again!” nami threatened, as she continued to hug his waist to make sure she didn’t get separated from him, aka her human shield to the disturbing forest around them.

there were all sorts of sounds in the forest, but none were sounding weird enough to be that bird they were searching for.

“[name]! [name]!!” usopp cried out in fear, shaking as he latched onto [name]’s back like a backpack, “they’re right behind us!!!”

looking over his shoulder, he saw that a bunch of pigs were running after them — hunting them. and maybe they more-so resembled boars. nami let out a shriek, “kyah!!” as she saw that they were gaining on them. and now [name] had to carry the two of them as if they were backpacks.

“hey! this is seriously unfair!!” he grunted in the pain of the two of them strangling the hell out of his neck.

“just keep running!! look, there are even cockroaches!!! quick run faster!” nami shouted in fear, her legs now wrapping around [name]’s waist and holding on as tight as possible.

“hey, nami! quit it!! you’re taking up all the space, move over, woman!!” nami shook her head violently, not giving up on her tight hold on [name].

“i’m telling you both to get the fuck off right now!!!” [name] screamed, kicking one of the pigs that were close to his heel away and cursing in annoyance as he felt his balance tipping at their uneven weight.

out of nowhere, a huge swarm of flying insects came towards them. and since [name] had lost his balance and footing there wasn’t much that he could do in terms of dodging. so instead, he resorted to attacking.

they were coming in a horizontal, straight line towards them and he unsheathed the dagger on his hip, slicing them all. even though he had dealt with the annoying bugs, he was still free falling down the hill and had to quickly put the dagger back into its protective sleeve.

he turned around, grabbing usopp and nami and hugging them to his chest as he roughly slid down the hill on his back, gritting his teeth at the sharp prickly feeling that pierced through his skin.

“wait! wait! we just came from this way! we can’t go all the way back!!” nami shouted, gripping onto the front of [name]’s shirt and ducking as she noticed a branch was coming their way.

“[name]!! are you alright?! what the hell is wrong with this forest?!” usopp screeched, seeing that on their trail was a huge crowd of overgrown lady bugs tumbling their way.

“i’m sick of this shit!!” [name] grunted, deciding that he had no other choice but to bear through the pain until they stopped at the bottom of the hill.

and when they finally came crashing down, they were all laid out for the rest of the crew to witness.

“huh? it seems [name] was unsuccessful too,” sanji said in a bored tone.

this made [name]’s eye twitch as he shot up and began shaking sanji back and forth, “i want to throw you down the hill and make you go through what i just went through, you shitty perv!! where’s your find then?! huh?! were you even able to see it!?”

sanji growled in annoyance at the confrontational front [name] was putting on, butting his head against [name]’s and glaring at him, “don’t even think about raising your voice at me, i’ll teach you a lesson right now!”

“why are you two even fighting if we all came up empty handed?” usopp said, standing up and brushing the dust off of his clothes, “what a predicament we are in.”

“oh, right,” [name] released sanji from his grip and walked over to nami and usopp, his eyes shadowed, “i don’t mind you guys using me as a human shield, i really don’t — but how about actually searching for the bird while we run for our lives!!!”

nami and usopp shivered as they were now subject to [name]’s wrath, “we’re sorry!!”

“sorry might not cut it this time around, you twerps!” [name] said, bringing his fist down to their heads. they flinched and cowered away, but at the last second [name] changed the amount of power in his punch and only lightly tapped their heads with his fist.

the two cried in fear of [name]’s, muttering apologies under their breaths. the h/c haired man only sighed, roughly pressing on their heads and messing up their hair.

“don’t do it again,” he easily scolded them, making them cry out in relief that he wasn’t going to seriously lecture them that hard. “now, we just really need to focus on seriously finding that stupid bird,”

“we only have a couple hours left before we have to catch the knock up stream, i don’t think we will even be able to make it,” chopper said, sighing in fatigue as he too was running through the forest the entire time with luffy.

“no, we can’t get to sky island without it!! we need to find it!!” the captain stubbornly fought back, kicking his feet back and forth as if he were a kid throwing a temper tantrum.

just as he said that, a bird that resembled the gold bullion that was at cricket’s face landed right above their heads. he began speaking in that weird calling of his, which chopper translated, “you really think you can catch us? idiots!!”

[name] clicked his tongue in annoyance, about to take care of the stupid bird and bring him down using his powers, but robin had easily taken care of him too. she wrapped her arms around his wings so that he wouldn’t fly away and threw him down to the ground with another sprouted arm.

“all i needed was to see one,” she explained easily, shrugging her shoulders.

zoro walked over to the bird and held it up like it was a prize, “well, let’s go back then,”

this made everyone sigh in relief that their running from the dangerous and odd forest was finally done and they were free to go back to merry and the old man cricket’s house.

as they ventured out to the forest though, some picked up on how something was seriously wrong. cricket was resting on the ground, blood dripping from all his wounds, masira was also beat up, and shojo was floating in the ocean equally beat up too.

not to mention the state merry was in was truly terrible. luffy went to question cricket about what happened and [name] walked to the inside of the house along with nami.

the two barged inside and looked around for clues as to what happened, but the only thing they could deduce from the wreckage of the home was that someone had come to steal all the gold that the three had collected.

[name] walked out of the house first, tightly holding the handle of his sword to calm his anger. nami announced to the rest of the crew what they had found, making luffy’s eyes darken in realization.

“oi, luffy,” zoro called, pointing his thumb to a pirate marking that was on the wood of the home.

“bellamy’s mark!” nami said in shock, imagining the blonde pirate that they had encountered earlier.

“need any help?” zoro asked simply, looking at his captain for answers.

“no, luffy! don’t be stupid!! we set sail in only three hours,” nami shouted in exasperation, but the look on her face showed that she was conflicted as well. she hated what that captain and his crew had done to humiliate them earlier, but to be logical: there was no time to waste.

”if i run along the coast, will i reach the town?”

“yes, you will,” robin answered without wasting a breath.

cricket was very obviously opposed to the idea, going to argue that luffy had to focus on his crew, but the captain wasn’t having any of it. he went running off, leaving the rest of the crew to work on repairing merry. now that there were more than three people fixing merry, it should be done by the time luffy was supposed to come back.

they worked tirelessly, not even sleeping or resting for a moment. also everyone was on edge about luffy coming back in time. especially nami. she was rambling on about how they were going to miss the current and [name] couldn’t help but feel dejected at hearing all of her negativity.

“c’mon, nami, being a downer isn’t gonna make luffy come here faster,” he pestered her, shrugging his shoulders, “how about we adopt a more positive mindset! it might even blow off some steam,”

at his suggestion, she cleared her throat and spoke in full confidence, “if that stupid captain of ours doesn’t come back very soon, i am positive i’ll beat his ass into the ground!”

“that’s obviously not what i meant!”

as if he knew they were talking about his disappearance, luffy emerged from around the forest lining and was holding up in his hands, “look!! a hercules!! it took me forever to find one!!”

everyone else turned to become angry at their captain, unbelieving of his antics. but [name] only had stars in his eyes, “LUFFY! NO FUCKING WAY! A HERCULES!!”

luffy and [name] danced around, the captain holding the beetle up as if it were his most prized possession. they celebrated the finding of the rare insect, wooping and shouting in delight.

“you idiots!! come on deck already we need to set sail now!!”

nami dragged [name] off. luffy, on the other hand, dropped the gold off to cricket very quickly, shouting a thank you, and then was running off to the deck of merry — who was now dressed like a chicken.

“thank you guys!!” he shouted, this time it was directed at masira and shojo, “as thanks you can have my hercules!!”

“wait! luffy, no!” [name] objected immediately, but his mouth was covered abruptly by nami, who had no more patience in either of their antics.

“just hurry on board already, luffy!!” she shouted, making the rubber man hurriedly throw the beetle at one of the other two ships and hop on their deck.

everything started moving so fast from there. the ship now desperately chasing after the current that would send them up to the air, the crew looking ahead in hope. apparently, their journey would amount to a total of four hours. in that time, [name] decided to take a nap on the side of the ship, feeling exhausted at his lack of sleep.

zoro was slumped next to him, another person on the crew who didn’t see the point in anxiously awaiting for something bad or good to happen. zoro leaned his head onto [name]’s shoulder, uncaring as he was lulled away to sleep.

the two were napping for a good amount of their trip, but were suddenly awoken when the ship started shaking uncontrollably.

“what?” [name] yawned, sitting upright and making zoro lose his human pillow. this then woke up the swordsman, who too blinked awake as confused as [name].

“the both of you, get ready for something to happen! the clouds are just up ahead!” nami directed them, making [name] eagerly get up while zoro sluggishly leaned against the ship in fatigue.

“it’s way earlier than we expected!!” masira shouted in panic, sending their divers into the ocean to see if there was a current that they could find.

[name]’s eyes sparkled as he knew that they were closer than ever in finding the sky island. apparently, though, in order to reach said sky island, the entire ship had to allow itself to get dragged into whirpool beneath them.

the h/c haired man cringed at the realization, clutching his stomach, “i might be sick,”

“now is not the time for that?! why so sudden?”

“whirpools give me tummy aches,”

“GET SERIOUS!”

“i am serious, shut up!”

in front of merry, there was a giant whirlpool with nothing to be seen at the center of it — it was all just a darkened abyss. he tried matching luffy’s excited energy because he truly was excited to go, but the state of the water surrounding them made him feel sick to his stomach.

“can we just shoot up in the sky already?! i can’t handle this!”

“why are you so eager to see merry torn apart?! i beg of you to stop this, [name]!! don’t you have the power to do that!!” usopp begged, getting down on his knees and into a praying position as he stood beside [name].

“usopp, if you come any closer i might vomit on you!” [name] said, pushing the long-nosed man away and rushing to the railing. “and of course, there’s a sea king right in front of us!”

“a sea king!!” usopp, nami, and chopper all shouted in fear. they were sent into a state of begging and panic, turning to luffy as a means of begging for an escape out of the whirlpool before it was too late.

luffy declared that they were going to stay on this course, not even thinking of escaping as an option.

and just as the ship fell through the center of the whirlpool, it completely disappeared. [name] was too busy trying to not vomit everywhere that he didn’t realize that another ship had come into close contact with them.

“strawhat luffy, roronoa zoro, and you — cursed orphan! i’m bringing in those bounties of yours as mine!”

”i’m gonna kill myself,” [name] said in exasperation, tired of fighting his seasickness.

his image right now completely erased all intimidating that his high bounty had done for himself. his face paled, almost turned blue from how seasick he was getting. how he was sweating uncontrollably and drool pouring out of his mouth. yeah, he didn't look at all like the so called demonic pirate that the government wanted so badly back in their grasps.

“and now that…you’re fucking with me!”

“what? what’s going on?! use that power of yours and tell us what’s going on!!!”

“just hold on tight to something or else you’re goners!” [name] said, resting his entire body on the railing and holding on tight.

and in a single second, the water beneath them shot up and sent them flying into the air. [name] breathed a sigh of relief, the sickness in his stomach settling down almost instantly. plus the view around them was pretty remarkable. they were higher than he’d ever been before — including when he was in alabasta.

“go, merry!!” luffy shouted in glee, finding that they were getting closer and closer to the sky island.

“hold on, just a second! we can’t get too excited now! look, the front of the ship is lifting off of the sea! if we don’t do something about that, we are going to be crashing down and this will all be for nothing!” sanji shouted, sending panic into everyone on deck.

“well, what do we do?! we’re so high up in the air, this is something out of our control!” zoro said in return, arms crossed as he tried to wrap his head around their situation.

nami snapped out of her daydream, looking at the current they were riding and then began shouting orders, “spread the sails, right away!!”

“huh?” [name] asked, still looking around in amazement.

“this is the sea we are dealing with!! not just a pillar of water, it’s a rising current! and the wind blowing from below is a rising air current oduced by a geothermal heat and steam explosion!! if we’re dealing witht eh wind and sea, i can navigate it!! whos’ this ship’s navigator?!”

a confident grin washed onto [name]’s face as he shouted in unison with sanji, “you are nami / nami-san!!”

[name] roughly patted nami on the back before continuing on to follow the rest of her orders. she smiled at him, a cheeky grin on her face as she commanded the entire crew around. none of them questioned her, following her orders obediently.

after all, she was right. if this was just the sea, all their trust should go into her as their ship’s navigator.

“catch the starboard wind and pull the helm to point! align the ship with the current!”

[name] cheered in relief and glee, taking nami into his arms and swinging the both of them around as they celebrated their success.

the going merry was flying up the stream with no resistance. he held her tight to his chest, hugging her entire body with his own to show his immense gratitude and happiness. he had an arm wrapped around her shoulders while the other held onto the railing, making sure that they didn’t fly off.

“you did it, nami!! thank you! thank you, we get to see sky island now!!” he cheered, earning a chorus of agreement from everyone else on board.

“are we close nami?! are we close?” luffy excitedly asked, hugging the head of merry as she flew through the sky.

“if the sky island exists, it’s right on the other side of the clouds!!” she answered, her one arm wrapped around [name]’s waist while the other pointed ahead.

and when they did break the barrier of the clouds, the whole deck was soaking wet with water as everyone was catching their breaths. [name] still had nami tightly held in his arms, sitting the both of them up to take in the sight.

when he saw that the only thing around him was pure white, he jumped up and down — the navigator holding onto him for dear life — and chanted over and over, “we made it! we made it! we made it!!!”

nami laughed into his shirt, pushing her wet hair aside and looking at their beautiful surroundings.

the crew all took in a deep breath of relief to see that their journey wasn’t for nothing.

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lowkeyrobin · 2 months

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Wholesome sibling antics with cricket crew? Like them getting reader on video/streams alot to play games (actual siblings) or maybe reader is a streamer and is very close with them, making people think you're siblings!

— 🦈 anon

oooo okay okay! I see the vision mwhahahahah ; and welcome to the family 🦈 anon! thanks for joining us :)

HANDSOME BROS ; sibling antics

includes ; tommyinnit, tubbo, ranboo & badlinu

warnings ; language, talk/jokes of killing, use of sibling!reader but can easily be skipped over/offered alternatives

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

siblinginnit goes crazy (if you're adopted or not/you're just that tight with him that you're basically siblings. I'm being inclusive I swear 😭🙏 maybe you just have different dads who knows)

you're also a streamer 💀💀

lots of fans came from your brothers' rise in fame, but most of them actually see you for your own person and not just Tommy's sibling

(or tommy's very close friend if you don't wanna imagine you're related that's totally cool)

you stream pretty frequently together

lots of your streams feature Molly because you gossip and make crafts together and shit

when you're streaming with Tommy, the yelling at playful fighting never ends

jack, freddie, tubbo & molly act as your peacemakers LMAO

board game streams once a month so you can gossip and shit

people making fanart of you two >>>

"siblinginnits 🔛🔝"

("I wish they were real siblings so they could share horror stories of each other growing up 💀💀")

vlogs go crazy when you're there istg

at least 3 mins of each video is you two just bickering and barking over dumb shit

TUBBO

"are tubbo and y/u/n siblings?"

"no but they act like it"

if he's not streaming for tubbathon or on the qsmp bc he's a suffering addict, he's probably making videos or streaming with you

you just have that clear dynamic that even tho you're not related, you're found family in every universe

late night board game streams >>>

or chill mc smp streams where you two just argue over what to use and complain about each others builds LMAO

you arguing with him that he needs to eat real food

him arguing back saying you should help him then

you made your qsmp selves be twins so...

somehow you're worse than cellbit & bagi

usually tubbo doesn't have sunny around to see but you guys are so violent to one another 💀

"wdym siblings don't threaten to kill one another?"

"my brother in christ"

but then comes the amazing fanart and fanworks 🙏🙏

sibling duo for the win

RANBOO

you're just that cool and tight with him yk

the fact that you're credited in the end of genloss s1 as creative writer 372828 or something, people started speculating maybe you were siblings??

you really don't look alike at all but alright chat

but yeah, you're very close and tend to talk/stream/record a lot together

you make a whole vlog channel and it's mostly you two going on adventures and stuff

helping them out with the rebrand too

you'll often play games together all night and half the stream is just you guys fighting over the best yogurt flavor

"Ran, I will come to your house and beat you up"

"I'm just saying I think I'm in the right here"

charlie and sneeg are like your uncles

the peacemaker uncles because there's no way you can be out in public without causing a scene 💀

you guys take .5s of each other EVERYWHERE

your insta stories are just spam .5s 💀🙏🙏

and dumbass roasts of each other

the fanart is cool tho, often they dress you guys in "I love my sibling" shirts LMFAO

FREDDIE BADLINU

you're actually adopted (much like Tommy /j)

but obviously, with Freddie comes the pain of him not getting your charger downstairs for you

LMAO but fr, uno and monopoly streams are very normal

lots of trying each others wardrobes out as well

hackett siblings fanart (as little as there is) goes hard

you guys do a little soldier march whenever Tommy mentions America, and he notices but doesn't connect it for a solid 3 months 💀

average sibling pranks as well, considering you're so close in age

your main victims are usually ranboo, tommy, and jack

djing with tubbo>>>> making bangers up in here

the amount of .5s you have of each other is worrying

you're both too lazy to delete them so you have the ugliest pictures of each other 💀💀

"my brothers leaving to go on a tour. what do I do to prank him when he gets back?"

"y/n this isn't the private account"

"damnit"

#lowkeyrobin #mcyt x reader #mcyt preferences #mcyt oneshot #tommyinnit x reader #ranboo x reader #badlinu x reader #tubbo x reader #freddie badlinu x reader #cricket crew #cricket crew x reader #gn reader #gender neutral reader #they/them reader

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imaginemcyt · 2 months

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being childhood best friends with cc!ranboo would include...

synopsis: what it was like growing up best friends with ranboo

tw: none!

listen to: count on me by bruno mars, twin size mattress by the front bottoms, the best day by taylor swift

you probably met in your early school days, most likely first grade or so (you'd be like 6 for those of you who don't go to american public school!)

you'd become friends pretty fast, always picking each other during partner work time and playing with each other on the playground

you probably poked at worms and drew each other little pictures 😭😭😭😭😭

growing up your parents knew him and their parents knew you, so you'd always spend time at each other's houses

summers were always the best because you got to spend nearly every day together, always swimming at his house or riding your bikes around your neighborhood

when you were twelve, you got into a pretty big fight and didn't talk to each other for almost a month. it was the longest you'd ever been apart, and you both cried when you finally made up. your parents were extremely worried about the two of you

when you got to be about 13, your body changed quickly, and they were always the first to hype you up when you felt down about yourself, and they always stuck up for you if you got bullied or received unwanted attention

he became a personal guard dog for you 😭

they'd literally just intimidate people with their height and that's all it took

you were his support system when discovering his gender and sexuality and they will never ever forget that

you're genuinely their soulmate. even if not romantically, you're two halves of one whole, and you both know it deep down

you're the first person he goes to when he blows up online

you're in full support, but you want to remain completely anonymous and uninvolved

you don't want their clout, and they love you for that

everyone around you thinks you guys are dating, and you don't make a big deal out deal of denying it, just a simple "no, they're just my best friend!"

as ran continues to grow online, you remain entirely out of the public eye for a couple years

in late 2022, he introduces you to his fanbase and they love you!!

after that you still stay pretty private, only really joining for a couple streams and videos here and there

chat always asks about you

they love to tell stories about you on stream

when he moves to the uk, you cry harder than you ever have, but you understand that he sort of needs to for his career path, and you're in support

they promise to still call and text you every day

before he leaves though, you guys kinda have an "oh, duh" moment where you're like,, wait. you're an adult, too,, you could literally just go with him.....

so you do! you move to the uk with them!

your parents all see you off and you all cry together, but they know you'll be alright because you have each other to lean on

eventually you're introduced to aimsey, bill, tommy, tubbo (im delulu), freddie, and others such as wilbur, james, ash, phil, and charlie

you are an official member of cricket crew

sometimes you guys will go back to america and visit your hometown in california, driving together down your old town's streets, windows down and music up, reminiscing

they will cuddle you or hold your hand (/p) if you ever want or need them to

ceo of piggyback rides.

he knows you so well that you don't even have to ask

tesco trips. y'all never have to argue about who is going to do the shopping, you always go together because it's fun. hanging on the shopping buggy, riding it through the aisles, buying a bunch of things that you most definitely do not need

they 100% spoil you. they will buy you anything and everything, just because they wanted to. you try to do the same as much as you can, but he always wins because they have that streamer money 😔

you both have so many stories and so much blackmail on each other

and photos... my god, the pictures yall have........

birthday gifts are never serious, you always get each other gag gifts and inside joke related gifts

christmas is when you literally spoil each other

they always bring home your favorite snacks when they're out

if you're a gamer, they're introducing you to new games they found and learning how to play them with you

if you're not a gamer, he's teaching you how to play his favorites just for fun!

if they get too scared playing a horror game they'll call you into the room and make you sit with them and be scared too :P

you guys have this sixth sense, when something is wrong, you just... know. ran's upset? you don't even have to talk before you're already hugging him. you're sad? he's leaving tommy's house right now because he can't explain it, there's just a disturbance in the force

whenever anyone asks how you guys met/how long you've been friends, he always sounds so proud when he says "oh, i've known them my whole life!"

y'all are so sweet i swear to god

#mcyt #mcyts x reader #x reader #ranboo headcanon #ranboo x reader #ranboo #ranboo mcyt #cricket crew x reader #cricket crew

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silkythewriter · 1 year

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May I please request a one shot of Yan Macaque x Fem reader x Yan Red Son one shot where they are team up together to catch y/n either for escaping or just to capture them? (You can choose! I like the two scenarios so I can't decide sorry :') ) Thank you so much ☆

Yan!macaque x reader x Yan!Redson

꧁𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬꧂

𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲: silkythewriter, formally known as weirdowithahat

𝐀𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐲/𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: macaque picture: Jossy Rodriguez on Pinterest. Redson picture: unknown. Art produced by: Flying Bark Productions!

𝐁𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝/𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: sublieu

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: Simon Lucas

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: yanderes, Obsession, stalking, toxic relationship, OOC macaque, OOC redson. ALSO JUST WANNA SAY I LOVE ALL THE LMK REQUEST IM GETTING THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH IVE FOUND MY PEOPLE!!!!!

𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝:

Your hum’s filled the empty streets as you walked down the side walk not paying much attention to the closed buildings and some destroyed ones. Another demon attack fell on the city, clearly due to all the small chucks of buildings and trees and other such things covering main roads, blocking anyone from coming in or out the city. Usually on days like this you’d stay home but as luck has it you ran out of food and other needed supplies, you could only let out a bored and tired sigh as you stepped over what seemed to be the 100th branch covering the side walk. “Jeez, when are these cleaning crew getting here?” You asked yourself as your eyes scanned over the most mess parts of town. Finally after what seems like hours, you made it to the only open store, it was a bit rundown from the looks of it, you took note of the sketchy street it was located at before walking in, making the small bell on top the door ding alerting the old lady behind the counter. She gave a small but warm smile as she waved at you. You gave a small smile back before wondering the isles looking for the supplies you needed.

Once you put the last needed item into the small plastic basket you held, you made your way to the counter before carefully laying out the few things you picked out. “Will that be all?” The elderly woman said as she scanned your items and placed them into small plastic bags. You only nodded as you took out your wallet and paid as she handed you the bags. Once the exchange was done she waved you good bye as you headed out, you heard her voice in the distant warning you to not stay out late for to long, you could only chuckle and nod while doing the same before finally stepping out the store, with grocery’s in hand. “Sunsetting already huh?” You said with a small hum before walking off, a bit faster then last time due to the growing unease of the usually bustling streets now empty. By the time you made it to the second turn leading to your (whatever you choose to live in <3) the street lights already dimly lit the streets as the last bit of sun disappeared. You only held the grocery’s bags tightly in hands as you nervously speed walk down the streets, even if you were or weren’t powerful it was never a good idea to stay out this late especially with all the demons popping up randomly. You continued walking trying to avoid any allyways, but then a small rustle came from the small alleyway you were passing, you stopped in your tracks, before shaking your head in disapproval of going to check, and kept walking.

Silence once again took over as you could only hear crickets and owls making their usual noise. But something broke that silence very soon as two foots steps were heard behind you. A pit formed in your stomach as you quicken your pace, but so did the foot steps causing panic to set in. You quickly whipped around trying to get a good look at who ever was following you, yet nothing came into eyes view. You let out a shaky sigh, one you didn’t even know you were holding in as relief washed over you. You shrugged it off before whipping back around, only to see a smirking face, you let out shrilled scream as you jumped back in surprise. Oh how redson loved that face you made when you tariffed it never failed to send shivers of delight down his spine. He watched as you scrambled backwards trying to make some distance from you and him, to only back up against a hard but furry chest, making you confusedly turn around before seeing the six eared macaque. You let out a small squeak in surprise as you backed away from him, now cornered in against a wall as they both snickered at your shaking form “no need to be scared” macaque said in a teasing voice redson only chuckled along before crossing his arms with a smirk before speaking “I’m afraid you’ll be coming with us now” he said. You only dug your nails into the brick wall you were against as your mind raced with ways to escape from the two powerful demons, but your mind came blank, as one thing over took your senses. RUN, you mind shrilled at you, as you legs began to move by themselves. You quickly shoved both of them. Enough for you to squeeze by and run off you screamed for help, begging for help yet no one came to your cries. People only closed their windows tighter not willing to danger their lives by going outside. Your tears ran as you desperately banged at doors trying to get people to answer yet no one seemed to give mercy. You gave up on getting people to save you and opted to run, hopping you could book it to your place before they could catch up to you

Macaque hopped from building to building watching you like Pray, while redson stalked the allyways watching you desperately running. It was musing to see you like this, all scared and disparate when they haven’t even begun with the real fun. “My love, why are you running away?” Redson asked as he appeared in front of you after emerging from an ally way, and in the process startling you making you trip on a fallen stone from the clasped building you were running by. You groaned in pain as blood trickled from your forehead, and a stinging pain in your ankle. Macaque finally appeared behind redson and put his hand on his shoulder as they both took in your beautiful form. “Who even are you two!” You screamed out as pain coursed through you making you sob. They only looked at each other before back to you “why your lovers of course” redson answered as he walked towards you, making you desperately try getting up but failing miserably “I suggest you don’t fight it” macaque said with a smirk as he watched redson carrying you bridle style. You started pounding at his chest, making him only roll his eyes and hand you to macaque, he threw you over his shoulder as he began to speak “you have no idea how long we’ve waited for today” he said sighing happily “so much planning done just for you, now aren’t you a lucky thing?” He hummed as redson walked over and behind macaque to take a look at your face, he grabbed your face roughly as he made you face him “you look so lovely my dear” he said planting a kiss on your bleeding forehead “now lets get a move on you’ve already made enough of a disturbance tonight” he said as macaque began to summon his portal and walking in leaving redson to trail behind you with a pleased look on his face

Tap

The tapping of rain against a window became apparent. Making your eyes flutter open, white bright lights blinded you, making you slap your sore arm over your face, making the badge wrapped around your fore head brush against you skin. You grumbled slightly as your fingers light ran across it, making you confused are you in a hospital? You questioned in your mind as you sat up slowly looking around the room. No…no… this isn’t a hospital, the oak bed frame and to nicely decorated room said so, no hospital would look like this. You began to question yourself as you tried to think to what happened the night before. Your eyes widen in realization of the danger you might be in currently. This thought makes you scramble out the bed in hurry as you made you way over to the door and swinging it open, revealing a long hall way, you poked your head out the room and began to scan the area before you quietly made it down the hall only to bump into someone’s chest, not redson or macaque, no this was a robot, you could tell by its metal chest. It only gave you a pitiful look before grabbing your arm and dragging you along with it, you fought with all you had yet it didn’t seem to budge.

After it came to a halt in a big area covered in luxurious future ones you swore you’ve never seen. Out of the Conor of your eye you could spot redson bickering with the six eared demon, as macaque only rolled his eyes while chuckling. But he stopped once he spotted you, causing you to try to hind behind the bull robot but it quickly moved out of the way revealing you “well,well,well what angel fell from heaven?” Macaque laughed as he stood up and walked over to you, taking your hand and leading you to the velvety couch they both sat on, and forcing you down to take a seat between them. Macaque brought you to his chest, as he made your back lean on him while resting his chin on your head. By now you’ve given up at least for now, as you finally fully realized the little chance you had against the both of them. You needed a plan, but that would have to wait due to your weak and healing body from the day before.

Redson sensed your body becoming soft in macaque hold. Making him quirk an eyebrow “Giving up I see” he hummed in amusement before snatching you from macaque, making the demon scrawl at him. But redson payed no mind as he made you lay your head on his chest “you should continue to get some rest my dear, you have no chance of escape now. But it was fun while you had I suppose” he said laughing as he held you a bit tighter. You only mumbled in hearable words as your eyes grew heavy once more. Maybe getting up from that bed wasn’t the greatest idea, but oh well, you should already come to terms with your current situation

There is no chance getting alway from them is there?

ミ★ミ★ミ★ミ★ミ★ミ★ミ★ミ★ミ★ミ★ミ★

AHHH TYSM FOR REQUESTING I LOVED WRITING THIS!!! <//3. Also redson is like my third favorite character in lmk outta swk and macaque SO I LOVED WRITING THIS!!!! Thank you guys so so so so so so much for letting me write for fandoms I love!!! EEEEE!!!! \(^ヮ^)/

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an-otterly-adorable-being · 5 months

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Hi! I'd like to ask for a Rocky x reader oneshot (female or gender neutral works), where him and the reader were childhood best friends, and still are close. Basically since he joined Lackadaisy, he's been talking the reader up, and telling the group about the amazing stuff they've done, and telling them about how he'd like to take you on this date, then laying out said date.

Basically, he's simping hard. Then the reader comes down to Lackadaisy for a drink

How it ends could be up to you. Maybe the crew asks the reader outright, or states that he likes them, or maybe they force him to confess. Whatever you feel is right.

Aye aye cap'n!

Rocky Rickaby x GN!BestFriend!Reader

A little tired today so I will keep my little prelude short. Hope yall enjoy!

Today was rough. Work sucked, the rain sucked, etc.,etc. Everything was just...blah. Luckily, you had a surefire way of cheering yourself up.

Rocky Rickaby was an odd guy, to say the least, but you grew up with him. You knew him better than most other people, and that made being around him for extended periods of time fun instead of life threatening. Sure, you played the straight man in this comedy duo, but it felt good. Plus, Rocky's a sweetheart. Well, at least when he's not causing property damage.

The Cafe was empty, which was pretty standard. The crew was probably down at the bar. Maybe Zib and the band were playing. Maybe Rocky was up there too. First thing first though, you needed to dry off. It was pouring rain outside and you were drenched. Plus, you could always sneak something from the kitchen.

After a while of drying off and raiding the cafe's fridge, you headed down to the Lackadaisy. Horatio was sitting down by the door. It was more common for him to sit down when business was slow. Oddly enough though, the door was cracked open. Horatio put his finger to his lips, telling you to keep quiet, before motioning to sit down by him. You were confused until you heard Rocky's distinct voice carry through the opening.

"--and then I'd take Y/N on to the bridge overlooking the Mississippi and serenade them long into the night. I'd get down to them and finally ask Y/N out, and then we'd cuddle by the tracks until the sun comes up and the crickets go home."

"...wow Rocky, that's, um..."

"Excessive? Agreed. Just tell Y/N you love them and stop going on for hours about how you would ask them out."

"That's not what I was gonna say Zib, but I do agree a little. Why not just make ot simple."

"Oh Ms. Pepper, you know I can't do that. I just have to wait for the perfect moment, and then..."

That was...a lot to take in. You wouldn't deny that you did have some feelings for Rocky, you just weren't sure how to act on them. Although now, you had a few ideas. One definitely stuck out to you.

Getting off the ground and dusting yourself off, you headed towards the door, shooting Horatio a sly wink on the way out. Carefully, you maneuvered through the entrance, careful not to make a sound. Rocky was too busy talking about you to notice everyone looking over at you. Luckily, none of them said a word, letting you get up right behind him.

You tapped him on the shoulder, making Rocky turn around. As soon as you got the chance, your grabbed him by his lucky tie and pulled him in for a kiss. A mix of quiet cheers and exasperated "finally"s accompanied the two of you as Rocky wrapped his arms around you. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Zib handing over some cash to Viktor too, losing a secret bet betweenthe two. As your lips parted, Rocky leaned into your ear, and whispered to you.

"Y'know, I think this was better than my idea."

#lackadaisy #one shot #lackadaisy x reader #lackadaisy rocky #lackadaisy cats #rocky x reader #rocky rickaby x reader #rocky rickaby #lackadaisy oneshot

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jessnotfoundd · 1 year

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𝐁𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐲?

Pairing: cc!Wilbur Soot x reader.

Masterlist here!

When the door was closed behind me, I slipped out of my vans and left my tote bag in the door. The entire day was full of boring classes and endless orders and papers in work. I didn't have time to even check my phone, so a few messages from Wil were there unread.

The warm and delicious smell captivated me, so by the time my shoes were off, I walked fast, almost rushing to the kitchen, where Wilbur was cooking, listening to some tunes, and humming the melody, a glass of wine half empty was there with his laptop.

I take a few steps more, and put my arms around Wilbur's waist, hiding my face on his back, laying a kiss there.

-Hey there.- his voice is soft and it calms me in that exact minute.-Bad day, huh?- I nod and he turns around to face me.

-Stupid boring classes and a jerk-ass boss are not the best combinations.- my face is now at his chest. His hands are on my waist and his thumb doing circles there.

-I'm really sorry you had a terrible day, I figured it out because you didn't text me back.- he smiles and I do so, he knows me so well.

-'m sorry.- my eyes are now closed, almost helping me to fall asleep there.

-Don't worry, I made some pasta, as you love it, and I bought the wine I know you absolutely adore.- he kisses my forehead and I can't help but melt.

-I love you, my dear.- my chin resting on his chest, so I could make eye contact with him.

-I do love you more, but we can argue about this later, because, the food is ready.- my eyes light up, and move to set the table.

-What about you? how's been your day?- I hand him the plates and take the glass of wine he was using and bring a clean one for me.

-Went to Tommy's, we discussed some ideas to help each other, then went to the studio with the boys to record some songs we are unsure about in the new ep.- he leaves the plates on the table and holds my waist, leaning for a kiss.

-I wish I could finish work earlier to see you play in the studio with the boys.- I pout.- ash told me that he was going to tell me a secret about hair growth.- I smile and he does so.

-I guarantee that's a lie, his hair its been the same length for a year now.- he smirks.

-Maybe he cuts it regularly to keep it that long.- I sit and he nods sarcastically.

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As You Wish (Part 1): Vergil x G/N Reader

Summary: Vergil loses a game of darts

Beginning Notes: Saw a post on Tumblr about how much people want to touch Vergil’s hair, so this was born. Did this get kinda skewed? Maybe, but I like it--I dunno lol. For dart games, I only know how to play 301/501 and I kinda understand how Cricket works; so, sorry I used something so basic lmao 🎀💙🎀 Vergil x G/N Reader Unestablished relationship; however, the two of you being in love is obvious to everyone besides Vergil and you. You live at the DMC with Dante and Vergil. Stupid Fluff

“Alright, I’m headed out!” Dante smiled widely, “Need anything?”

“I’m good,” you reached up and ruffled his hair a bit, “Thanks though.”

The red devil nodded, “Try not to burn down the shop while I’m gone..?”

You clicked your tongue as you jested, “You sure you’re telling that to the right person?”

The two of you shared a laugh as he walked to the front door, “I’ll be back later.”

“Bye, Dante!” you waved as he left and left you alone in the shop’s foyer.

With a delighted hum, you waltzed over to the jukebox, turned on a random track, and grabbed a drink from the fridge. A loud huff left your mouth as you slumped onto the pleather couch.

As you tried to relax, you mindlessly wandered through your thoughts when a certain blue devil popped into your mind, “Mmn, wonder what Vergil’s doing…” a warm smile tugged at your lips at the thought of the suave man.

When the twins came back from the Underworld, you were enamored with the eldest son of Sparda. The contrast between the brothers was enough to pique your curiosity. As time went on, there was more than just your interest in their dynamic, something deeper than that.

At first, Vergil was enigmatic and frustratingly difficult. You felt he was purposely being insufferably insolent towards you; which he definitely was. After receiving a rather difficult contract, it was decided that said elder brother and you were to work together; much to both your irritations. However, as the two of you did more and more jobs together, you began to tolerate one another. Never in a thousand years would you have thought he would be your friend; let alone extremely cordial and, dare you say, kind.

Nowadays, the blue devil is always with you: in or out of the shop, recreational or job-related; it didn’t matter, he was right beside you. Admittedly, you found that Vergil’s presence had become extremely comforting.

A distant part of you wondered if he felt the same about you; if someone like him could find the same unending solace that you do. If you asked the other members of the DMC, Vergil definitely does. It became a regular thing for the crew (especially Dante and Nero) to point out how personable the eldest son of Sparda is with you and how uncharacteristically gentle he is when it comes to you. Your smile grew as you toyed with the idea of your secret feelings being returned.

“Where is Dante?” a serene voice pulled you from your thoughts.

At the bottom of the staircase was Vergil, standing with folded arms, “Oh! Hey- Vergil, I-” you stumbled over your thoughts, “Uh, What did you ask?”

The eldest twin raised a brow at your jumbled words and dropped his original question, “Are you alright?”

“I uh,” you shook your head and sat up straight, “Yeah, I’m good,” you set your drink on the coffee table.

Vergil squinted at you for a moment before moving to the fridge to get some water. Then he turned to head back upstairs.

“Hey, wait,” you stood from the couch and Vergil turned to face you, “Did you maybe wanna shoot some darts? Bet I can beat you.”

A small smirk adorned his lips and he upturned his brow as he responded, “Are you challenging me?”

“Yeah, you can’t be any harder to play against than Dante or Nero,” you playfully winked at him.

He shook his head with a small happy sigh, “Fine, I will be right back,” he turned around and headed up the stairs to his room.

You grabbed the darts from the desk drawer and pursed your lips in thought, “Yeah, sure, as if I have beaten Dante or Nero before… Vergil’s gonna wipe the floor with me…”

Vergil reappeared downstairs shortly after, “So, what game do you have in mind?”

“How about… uh,” you stood there, not knowing what to say since you had only played one type of game before.

Vergil noticed your odd response and softly chuckled, “Let’s do something simple then. How about 501?”

“Sure, that works,” you awkwardly smiled, “Especially since it's the only game I know how to play…”

“Perhaps, if you'd like, I could teach you different games at some point..?"

“I think I'd very much like that,” you smiled at Vergil and failed to notice the light pink that dusted his features.

The two of you finished the first game rather quickly. Despite Vergil’s confidence, you weren’t too far off of his score.

“Wanna play again?” you were practically beaming, even though you lost.

He was standing with his arms folded and leaning against the edge of Dante’s desk, “I don’t see why not,” that’s when Vergil got an idea, “Why don’t we raise the steaks?”

You raised a brow at the man.

The eldest twin stood up off the desk, “Whoever wins gets to ask the loser to do one thing for them,” he had a large smirk and was radiating confidence, “No questions asked.”

You flashed him a wide grin, “You’re so on.”

The game was tense, to say the least. You were nipping at his heels the entire time and it was now down to the wire. Vergil had fifteen and you had twenty points left.

It was his turn. The blue devil had an expression that was akin to the slight frown of concentration he got during a fight; apparently, he wanted to win just as much as you do. In a manner both forceful and delicate, Vergil shot his dart. A triple fifteen. You could see the frustration in his eyes as he went and pulled his dart from the board. He went and leaned against the wall with crossed arms, carefully watching you.

It was your turn. You decided to shut your eyes, hope for the best, and throw your dart. Single twenty. A small huff of disbelief left your parted and upturned lips--Vergil doing the same.

With a large beaming smile, you turned to him, “Guess I win, huh?”

He eyed you coldly.

“Come on,” you slightly pouted at his reaction, “Don’t be like that.”

With a soft sigh, he avoided your gaze.

You walked over to the board with a slight spring to your step, “Now,” you pulled your dart from the board and looked over at the sulking devil, “About that bet~” you playfully placed a hand on your hip.

He regained his air of confidence and folded his arms, “Best choose wisely, I assure you this won’t happen again.”

“Hm…” you went to put your darts away in the desk drawer, Vergil following suit, “I know,” you moved to the stairs and beckoned him to you, “Come with me.”

The eldest twin raised a brow at your request but did as you asked. The two of you went into your bedroom; making sure to lock the door behind you in case Dante came home.

“Sit, please?” you gestured to your bed.

He gave you a confused look but did as instructed.

You pursed your lips and took a deep breath before moving to straddle his lap.

A shade of pink decorated Vergil’s face, “Now what, wanderer?”

A small laugh left your lips, “I didn’t know you remembered that,” you draped your arms over his shoulders.

“I remember many things,” Vergil cautiously set his hands on your lower back.

“Oh?” you hoped he would elaborate, however, he did not.

He gave you a warm smirk, one reminiscent of V’s, “Is this really all you want from me?”

“Yeah…” you gave him a sheepish smile, “Is that alright?”

“I suppose, although,” he gently pulled you closer to him and lowly whispered, “you could have just asked.”

Your face became flush as you felt his head rest against the side of your neck, “Then can- can I ask you something else?”

“Hm..?”

“Would it be okay if I… touched your hair?”

His brow furrowed as he let out a laugh followed by a smokey whisper, “You are sitting on my lap… and you want to know if you can touch my hair?”

“Is that a no?”

He chuckled, “You may do as you wish.”

With a joyful hum, you ran your fingers through his pomaded hair. Vergil was unable to hold back a loud purring from your tender soft touch. The blue devil nuzzled further into the crook of your neck, attempting to silence the unwelcomed happy noise. You knew better than to point it out, however, you let out a small laugh at his odd reaction.

After a few minutes, you removed your hands from his hair. Vergil pouted a bit at your action as he leaned back. The both of you stared into one another’s eyes. Despite Vergil’s assertive nature, he couldn’t have been more nervous and unsure of what to do now.

Slowly, you placed a hand on his cheek and thumbed over his soft skin as a loving smile adorned your lips, “Can I tell you something?”

Upon seeing your half-lidded and warm expression, Vergil’s face became a few shades redder, “Of course.”

“You’re gorgeous, Vergil,” you noticed his brow upturn, “I mean that in the least insulting way, of course.”

He broke off from your stare and had a sheepish smile, unsure how to respond.

You gently placed your thumb and forefinger on his chin, “Vergil..?” you turned him back to face you.

His eyes met with yours once more, however, this time there was an odd shyness to them; one which made your heart flutter. The blue devil’s eyes occasionally broke from yours to look down at your lips.

Your voice was barely audible as you leaned in, resting the side of your nose against his, “May I?”

With a low husky whisper, the blue devil lightly smirked, “Didn’t I tell you to do as you wished?”

Carefully, you placed a sweet peck of a kiss against his lips. Before he could reciprocate, you shot back up from his face in a panic that you had just crossed a line. However, when you tried to stand, you found yourself flipped underneath him.

“Is that what you call a kiss?” he gave you a face that conveyed a mixture of confusion and light disappointment.

“It is,” you pursed your lips before giving him a meek smile and whisper, “Care to show me yours?”

The blue devil dipped down and connected his lips with yours. His lips were warm and oddly affectionate. A small moan left your lips as you felt his fingers dig into the sides of your hips. A smirk adorned his lips as he continued to give you slow fervorous kisses. The blue devil made sure to steal your breath and not allow you to break off from him. You took your hands and ran them through his hair, making him let out an unintentional moan.

Vergil stopped his kisses and pulled back up to look you in the eyes, “Careful, you might not like what happens if you do that…”

You gave him a salacious smirk, “You told me to do what I wished, and right now,” you leaned up to kiss the side of his neck, “All I want is you.”

Ending Notes: Did Vergil let you win? Who knows (He totally did). Might write a part two that is smut. I don’t know. Let me know if you want to see that or not. Also ngl, writing smut has been kinda hard for me to get in the groove as of late, not sure why lmao.

HERE'S PART 2

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