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katariinasworld · 6 months

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I understand this so much. Armenia is currently having another genocide by Azerbaïdjan and NO ONE see or talk about it. It’s like people as in countries choose what’s going to benefit them when they are covering those.

My heart breaks for all those people that are not seen or heard. I’m not only talking about Armenians but also people in Sudan, Palestinian and so much more unfortunately. The Western countries are closings their eyes and ears AND support the oppressors !

I’m not saying all of that to put Armenia above all of countries or saying that their pain is more than others. Pain and death is not a competition. Just let’s not close our eyes when the same is happening elsewhere.

My prayers are going to all the victims and their families.

I have a some family members in Syria, we are waiting to know about the situation after Israel bombed there.

i had shared what is happening in sudan on a long facebook post last night, but it virtually received almost little to no engagement or shares from the nearly 600 “friends” i have on the site.

this morning, my great-aunt was shot by the soldiers fighting for power, and God forbid, i lose more of my family members before eid this friday.

please read below to understand what is happening and how you can help my country. i hope the tumblr community can show more kindness than the lack of support and advocacy i’ve seen elsewhere.

يا رب اجعل هذا البلد آمناً 🇸🇩

the lack of awareness and advocacy from the African, Arab, and Muslim diaspora and the human rights community has been painful.

while Western media has done little to no coverage of the ongoing conflict in the capital city of my motherland, Sudan, it appears that the rest of the world also partakes in normalizing crimes and violence against SWANA people.

violence and war hurting the SWANA region are NOT ordinary occurrences — no one, regardless of race, creed, ethnicity, religion, and gender, should experience the unprecedented amount of violence that harms my two living grandmothers, aunts and uncles, and baby cousins who live in Khartoum.

your decision to ignore reading or educating and discussing with others about what is likely to be a civil war is complicity in viewing SWANA people as individuals who regularly experience conflict and are undeserving of help.

the silence is damaging, and it is up to us as privileged members of the diaspora (or individuals living in the Western world committed to human rights) to support the people of my country and their dream for a stable, democratically elected government.

what is happening in Sudan is a fight that started on April 15 between two competing forces for power — the Sudanese Army and the Rapid Support Forces (RSF) — neither groups are representative of the needs of our people. The Sudan Army is loyal to the dictator, Omar Al-Bashir, and the RSF is responsible for the genocide in Darfur.

with both power struggles backed by different Arab and Gulf nations, the two parties have been fighting for power for the last few years. While they worked together to try and end the people’s revolution, they lost. however, they are now in a constant power play of who will get to rule the nation.

this all means that war is NOT a reflection of my country — violence does not represent the SWANA people. Sudan is a nation of beautiful culture, strong women, intellectual and influential Islamic scholars, poets, and youth at the front lines of the revolution. we are a people committed to a region of peace for ourselves and the rest of the Ummah.

my family and the rest of Sudan’s innocent civilians are at the most risk, with many currently without drinking water, food to eat, electricity, and complete blockage to any mosques during the final nights of Ramadan, our holiest month of the year.

i ask that you please keep Sudan and our people in your prayers — donate to the Sudan Red Crescent or a mutual aid GoFund Me, email your representatives if you live in a country that can put pressure on either competing force of power, discuss this with your family and friends, and please do not forget to think about SWANA people — our brothers and sisters in Syria, Yemen, Lebanon, and many others need our love and support.

الردة_مستحيلة ✊🏾

#KeepEyesOnSudan

#tw: war #tw: death #tw: violence #keepeyesonsudan #keep eyes on sudan #keep eyes on armenia #keep eyes on Palestine #katarina’s thought #why some gouvernement want to make a war ?! seriously #let people live in peace #take a sit smoke some weed and it’ll be okay no need to kill people #and the fact that in france they are ABSOLUTELY not talking about Palestine is making me mad

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katariinasworld · 6 months

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The fact that my cousin is also like that is more annoying

IT’S ME, NOT HER (SUNA RINTARŌ SMAU) ♡

♡ synopsis after you drunkenly slept with the lead singer of one of your favourite bands, all you wanted to do was forget that it ever happened, despite how wonderful it was. much to your misfortune , the world, and he, wouldn’t. it’s a shame that instead of you, they found your best friend and cousin; the girl they thought was you.

♡ twelve and they said speak now

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★ black = suna pov || white = reader/your pov

-> pls dont hit me for aoi 🙈

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#☆ﾟ smau ー its me not her ◝#haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu!! x reader #hq!! x reader #haikyuu smau #hq smau #haikyuu!! smau #haikyuu x you #hq!! smau #like I love my cousin and we get along fine since #she is in Canada and I’m in france #but I know that when we are together she is ALWAYS showing herself of #always searching for my bestfriend attention or my boyfriend at that time

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katariinasworld · 6 months

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J’adore

My mom just said she thinks men are going crazy nowadays bc they have less gay sex now than they did in ancient times lool. She said she has a feeling it used to just be something guys did n moved on n now it’s a big deal for no reason. And I’m listening along like girl tumblr would love you

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katariinasworld · 6 months

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PTJ said someone really close to Gun will die IS THAT HIM ?! Oh non meme s’il est chiant je l’aimais bien, un peu bizarre aussi mais quand même. 😭

I didn’t even read the new chapter yet

the last time someone smiled this pretty they died so

#lookism #lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #goo kim #lookism 472

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katariinasworld · 6 months

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Jihan’s Interview

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katariinasworld · 6 months

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OMG im in the train and thinking about Lookism (of course) ! When an idea just popped up in my little brain. Idk if someone already has that theory but I didn’t see it anyways !

What if James Lee our love DG is Jake’s brother?

Jinyoung said that it was the son of Gapryoung (I seriously can’t write but that Jake father) who killed him and since it’s not Jake who did it means it’s his half brother and when we saw a little bit of him why not ?

Plus we know that DG did something terrible and killed someone and I think they clearly showed it was Jake’s father. Since then Charles Choi is threatening him to expose his a$$.

So what if ?

Thank you for reading this and pls feel free to comment or just talk about lookism I love this ❤️❤️ (and sorry if I misspelled some words)

#lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #lookism #just katarina ranting #bored in the train #I don’t want to go to work #feel free to comment #feel free to reblog

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Starting the week with this is so good 😌💕

Daddy Cupid

Modern!Various One Piece Men X Reader

-When your father grows weary of your single life, he takes it upon himself to play matchmaker. With him knowing the entire city, he embarks on a mission to find you the perfect match.

Chapter 2: Cupid's Arrow

As you approach the condo, the guard recognizes you and opens the door with a smile and a nod, familiar with your face.

Having a spare key, you simply let yourself in and crash onto the sofa.

"Y/N," a voice calls from behind you.

With your face planted on the couch, all you can manage is a muffled "Heyy."

The man groans, and hearing his footsteps walking away, you finally turn to face upright.

"Smokeyyyy..."

"What?" he replies from the bathroom, where he's brushing his teeth.

"I fell for Dad's tactics again..."

His head peeks out of the bathroom as he rinses his mouth. "Who is it this time?"

"Edward's son..." you sigh, realizing you've been roped into another matchmaking setup.

"Well, that can't be that bad," Smoker remarks optimistically.

"You say that, but all the dates Dad has set up for me so far are weirdos," you retort, listing off your previous experiences.

"They're not weirdos."

"King tried to rope me into his cult. Kuro is obsessed with cats, and his two cats are hideous. Pretty sure he also had a knife play kink. And Cracker plays with his food like he's 7."

"Marco isn't that bad from what I heard," Smoker offers.

"Who's Marco?" you inquire.

"Edward's son. He just moved here a few weeks ago. He's a doctor," Smoker explains.

"Ugh, you're supposed to talk shit about this, don't list off his good traits. Do you not want me to marry at 40?" you complain, frustrated with Smoker's positive outlook.

"You're hopeless. Come on, I'm on duty," Smoker insists, pulling you up.

"Can't I just stay hereeeee...." you whine.

"No," Smoker says firmly, pushing you out and closing the door behind you both.

You pout as Smoker escorts you out, and you protest, Smoker sighed. "If you want someone who'd shit on people, go visit Buggy or something."

"Fine, maybe I will!" you stomp away, and Smoker follows you silently.

Before you part ways, he ruffles your hair and says, "See ya later. Good luck on your date," with a smirk. Leaving you more upset.

As you mumble under your breath and scrunch your face in frustration, you become distracted and fail to pay attention to where you're walking.

"You're in the way!"

In a moment of carelessness, you accidentally get hit by a bike, causing you to stumble and fall to the ground. As you and the man on the bike fall, you quickly look up to see who it is. Your eyes meet his, and you both take a moment to assess the situation. You find yourself face to face with a tall and imposing figure. The man had a considerable stature, with a strong and well-built frame. He has black, curly hair cut to chin length that fans out at the tips, tanned skin, and an altogether lean, long build.

Your upsetness quickly takes over, and you glare at the man who bumped into you.

"This was a sidewalk, why are you even here!" you snap.

"Bikes are allowed on this sidewalk. Why weren't you paying attention?" he grumbles in response.

"You ruined my clothes!" you exclaim.

"You ruined my bike."

"No, I didn't!" you argue, pointing at the perfectly okay bike that was just on the ground.

"Fine, maybe my bike is fine, but you're still at fault," he concedes, getting up and dusting himself off before picking up his bike.

You hurriedly get up, not wanting him to divert from the issue at hand. However, you wince when a sudden pain shoots through your wrist as you try to push yourself up, causing you to clutch it in discomfort.

The man looks at your wrist and, despite his grumbling, takes your hand to examine it. You wince in pain and pull your hand away from him.

He then pulls out his wallet and hands you a paper. "Calling card. Get that checked, then call me. Sorry for the trouble," he mutters, seeming somewhat remorseful.

"Shouldn't you take me to somewhere I can get checked instead of telling me to go alone?" you glare at him, frustrated by his lack of assistance.

"I'm busy. Anyways, just call me," he says as he starts to leave, showing little interest in staying to help further.

You trudge to the closest hospital or clinic you can find, nursing your injured wrist. The nurse at the front desk helps you fill out the necessary paperwork, and you take a seat in the waiting area.

After a while, the doctor emerges from his room, the doctor was a tall, lean, muscular man with blond hair and a rather sleepy look on his face sporting some stubble around his chin. The doctor briefly speaks with an elderly lady, cautioning her to be careful, before turning his attention to the nurse and inquiring about the next patient to see.

The nurse calls for you, and you make your way to the doctor's room. The doctor, with a sweet smile, welcomes you inside.

"So, Ms. L/N, for a broken wrist?" he reads from your paperwork.

You nod and reply, "Y-Yeah, an asshole bumped into me..."

He chuckles sympathetically and looks at you as you cradle your injured wrist. "May I?"

"O-Oh, right," you say, realizing he needs to examine it. Slowly, you hand your hand over to him, and he gently takes it, carefully inspecting your wrist. He proceeds to move it and perform various examinations.

"Well, I'll just wrap it up and keep it on for two weeks. You can't let this get wet, and I'd suggest you remove it when you sleep," he advises, outlining the treatment plan for your broken wrist.

"Also, from your paperwork, it said you got hit by a bike. You might have bruises or something, would you want me to check those too?" the doctor inquires.

"Uh, sure..." you agree, realizing that it's probably a good idea to make sure you haven't sustained any other injuries from the accident.

The doctor carefully examined you, paying attention to any potential injuries beyond your broken wrist. After a thorough check, he pointed out, "Well, it seems you have an abrasion at the back of your thigh, and there's another one on your ankle."

You blinked in surprise, realizing you hadn't even noticed those injuries. "Oh, I didn't even notice."

The doctor chuckled at your response. "Perhaps its the adrenaline from the accident must have masked the pain. It happens more often than you'd think. I'll clean and dress these wounds for you, so they don't get infected."

After the doctor dressed your wounds and provided you with the necessary care, you paid for the medical services and expressed your gratitude before leaving the clinic.

With your wrist securely wrapped and your minor injuries tended to, you made your way to Buggy's place.

You knock on the door, and it's answered by a slim, well-endowed woman with dark-green eyes and long, wavy black hair. She greets you with a scowl, clearly not pleased with your presence.

"Who are you?" she scoffs, crossing her arms defensively.

"Don't worry, I'm not here for you," you reply dismissively, pushing past her to enter the room. She gasps at your audacity.

She quickly runs to the couch, where you spot a familiar redheaded figure watching TV. She jumps into his arms, and you roll your eyes at the dramatic display before knocking on Buggy's room, eager to get this meeting over with.

As you knock on Buggy's room, the redhead inside turns to see who's entered. His eyes light up with excitement when he sees you, and he quickly pushes away the woman who was in his arms.

"My love! Y/N~ You couldn't help but come for me, hmm~?" Shanks exclaims, trying to pull you closer.

"Is Bug home?" you ask, trying to keep the conversation on track.

"I am~ Do you still need him~?" Shanks sings, pulling you closer once more. Annoyed, you grab his ear, causing him to hiss in pain. "Ow owowowow!!!"

"Yes or no?" you demand.

"He's asleep!!!!" He finally answers, albeit reluctantly.

Pushing Shanks away, you roll your eyes and decide to call Buggy directly. You pick up your phone and dial his number, not wanting to deal with any more unnecessary drama in the room.

In the background, you can hear the woman and Shanks starting to argue, but you pay them no mind as you patiently wait for Buggy to answer your call.

Buggy picks up the phone after a few rings, and you quickly inform him of your presence.

"I'm outside, open your door," you instruct.

You hear some commotion and noises from inside the room, and then the door swings open. "H-Hi!" Buggy stammers.

Without wasting any time, you push him back into the room and close the door behind you, not wanting to deal with Shanks or the woman any longer.

"Bug, Smokey didn't comfort me," you complain, turning your attention to Buggy.

"Comfort you why?" Buggy asks, looking genuinely confused.

"Dad got me another date..." you sigh in exasperation.

"Again?? Didn't he promise not to?" Buggy questions, clearly surprised.

"I know, right?! He never keeps his promise! I told him I'm moving to mom's if he doesn't keep this promise."

Buggy raises an eyebrow. "Who's your date this time?" he inquires, curious about the latest candidate your father has selected.

"Smokey said his name is Marco. I don't know him, though..." you explain.

Buggy chuckles and says, "I bet he's an ass too."

"THANK YOU!!!" you exclaim, rolling your eyes. "Smokey said he's amazing," you mock, emphasizing the word 'amazing' with a sarcastic tone.

"Oh, I bet he also said how this one might be the right one!" Buggy adds, catching onto the pattern of your father's matchmaking attempts.

"EXACTLY OMG!!" you reply, the frustration evident in your voice. It seems both you and Buggy share a similar skepticism about these setups.

"Why not just ask your dad to help you with Hawkeye," Buggy suggests.

You flush and retort, "Shut up, you clown."

"It was just a suggestion. You want him anyway," He insists.

"He has kids," you remind him.

Buggy smirks and teases, "What a dilf, am I right?"

"You're the worst, omg! I have a date tomorrow, hellooooo!" you exclaim, exasperated by his antics.

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@nykie-love-anime @gayer-than-the-gayest-gay @angstylittleb1tch @valen-yamyam16 @melodyidk @anicega @littlegreekgirl1 @rebeccawinters

HI GUYS I'VE WRITTEN AND ALMOST FINISHED DOFFY'S STORY BCUZ UHM I KNOW I SAID THIS STORY WAS SUPPOSED TO BE OWNED BY MARCO BUT I FELL IN LOVE WITH DOFFY AGAIN

I'll be writing either Marco, Katakuri or Aokiji next I'll let you know who ill write

im letting you guys know in case you want changes and as ive said before characters thats been written are not receiving change of tropes

to clarify stuff too i wasnt going to make this a harem but perhaps some people got the wrong idea

these are separate stories sharing the universe where Y/N will go down the route of romance for this character sometimes they'll make references from the other stories if i can think of funny ones but yes

i hope you guys enjoy this story thanm you so much for all your supports!!

-kookiedoughs

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#x reader #fanfiction #y/n l/n #one piece #one piece x reader #one piece shanks #dracule mihawk #one piece mihawk #mihawk x reader #shanks x reader

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katariinasworld · 7 months

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DESCRIBING THE PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES OF CHARACTERS:

Body

descriptors; ample, athletic, barrel-chested, beefy, blocky, bony, brawny, buff, burly, chubby, chiseled, coltish, curvy, fat, fit, herculean, hulking, lanky, lean, long, long-legged, lush, medium build, muscular, narrow, overweight, plump, pot-bellied, pudgy, round, skeletal, skinny, slender, slim, stocky, strong, stout, strong, taut, toned, wide.

Eyebrows

descriptors; bushy, dark, faint, furry, long, plucked, raised, seductive, shaved, short, sleek, sparse, thin, unruly.

shape; arched, diagonal, peaked, round, s-shaped, straight.

Ears

shape; attached lobe, broad lobe, narrow, pointed, round, square, sticking-out.

Eyes

colour; albino, blue (azure, baby blue, caribbean blue, cobalt, ice blue, light blue, midnight, ocean blue, sky blue, steel blue, storm blue,) brown (amber, dark brown, chestnut, chocolate, ebony, gold, hazel, honey, light brown, mocha, pale gold, sable, sepia, teakwood, topaz, whiskey,) gray (concrete gray, marble, misty gray, raincloud, satin gray, smoky, sterling, sugar gray), green (aquamarine, emerald, evergreen, forest green, jade green, leaf green, olive, moss green, sea green, teal, vale).

descriptors; bedroom, bright, cat-like, dull, glittering, red-rimmed, sharp, small, squinty, sunken, sparkling, teary.

positioning/shape; almond, close-set, cross, deep-set, downturned, heavy-lidded, hooded, monolid, round, slanted, upturned, wide-set.

Face

descriptors; angular, cat-like, hallow, sculpted, sharp, wolfish.

shape; chubby, diamond, heart-shaped, long, narrow, oblong, oval, rectangle, round, square, thin, triangle.

Facial Hair

beard; chin curtain, classic, circle, ducktail, dutch, french fork, garibaldi, goatee, hipster, neckbeard, old dutch, spade, stubble, verdi, winter.

clean-shaven

moustache; anchor, brush, english, fu manchu, handlebar, hooked, horseshoe, imperial, lampshade, mistletoe, pencil, toothbrush, walrus.

sideburns; chin strap, mutton chops.

Hair

colour; blonde (ash blonde, golden blonde, beige, honey, platinum blonde, reddish blonde, strawberry-blonde, sunflower blonde,) brown (amber, butterscotch, caramel, champagne, cool brown, golden brown, chocolate, cinnamon, mahogany,) red (apricot, auburn, copper, ginger, titain-haired,), black (expresso, inky-black, jet black, raven, soft black) grey (charcoal gray, salt-and-pepper, silver, steel gray,), white (bleached, snow-white).

descriptors; bedhead, dull, dry, fine, full, layered, limp, messy, neat, oily, shaggy, shinny, slick, smooth, spiky, tangled, thick, thin, thinning, tousled, wispy, wild, windblown.

length; ankle length, bald, buzzed, collar length, ear length, floor length, hip length, mid-back length, neck length, shaved, shoulder length, waist length.

type; beach waves, bushy, curly, frizzy, natural, permed, puffy, ringlets, spiral, straight, thick, thin, wavy.

Hands; calloused, clammy, delicate, elegant, large, plump, rough, small, smooth, square, sturdy, strong.

Fingernails; acrylic, bitten, chipped, curved, claw-like, dirty, fake, grimy, long, manicured, painted, peeling, pointed, ragged, short, uneven.

Fingers; arthritic, cold, elegant, fat, greasy, knobby, slender, stubby.

Lips/Mouth

colour (lipstick); brown (caramel, coffee, nude, nutmeg,) pink (deep rose, fuchsia, magenta, pale peach, raspberry, rose, ) purple (black cherry, plum, violet, wine,) red (deep red, ruby.)

descriptors; chapped, cracked, dry, full, glossy, lush, narrow, pierced, scabby, small, soft, split, swollen, thin, uneven, wide, wrinkled.

shape; bottom-heavy, bow-turned, cupid’s bow, downturned, oval, pouty, rosebud, sharp, top-heavy.

Nose

descriptors; broad, broken, crooked, dainty, droopy, hooked, long, narrow, pointed, raised, round, short, strong, stubby, thin, turned-up, wide.

shape; button, flared, grecian, hawk, roman.

Skin

descriptors; blemished, bruised, chalky, clear, dewy, dimpled, dirty, dry, flaky, flawless, freckled, glowing, hairy, itchy, lined, oily, pimply, rashy, rough, sagging, satiny, scarred, scratched, smooth, splotchy, spotted, tattooed, uneven, wrinkly.

complexion; black, bronzed, brown, dark, fair, ivory, light, medium, olive, pale, peach, porcelain, rosy, tan, white.

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Can’t wait for the next chapter !!

If Rayleigh want grandchildren I can adopt Luffy and Sabo with Usopp since Yasopp is always drunk ✌🏼😌

Daddy Cupid

Modern!Various One Piece Men X Reader

-When your father grows weary of your single life, he takes it upon himself to play matchmaker. With him knowing the entire city, he embarks on a mission to find you the perfect match.

Chapter 1: Cupid's Bow

You sat alone in your cozy apartment, the dim evening light casting long shadows on the walls. Typing on your computer, paying no mind to your surroundings, each passing minute was marked by the distant ticking of your wall clock. The silence was broken only by the occasional honk of a car horn from the street below.

A sudden buzz interrupted your work, and you sighed as you picked up your phone. It was another message from your father, a message you had been dreading all day. "When are you going to settle down?" it read, the words in bold and accompanied by a string of emojis, including hearts, wedding rings, and not-so-subtle hints at grandchildren.

You rolled your eyes, knowing that your dad's matchmaking mission was about to kick into high gear again. You love your father dearly, but his obsession with finding you a husband had reached legendary status in the city.

Leaning back in your chair, you gazed out the window at the cityscape beyond. Grand Line, the bustling city you had called home for as long as you could remember, stretched out before you. Its streets were filled with endless possibilities and countless bachelors, all waiting to be vetted by your father.

But you weren't quite ready to dive into the world of love and commitment. At thirty, you were content with your career, your independence, and your circle of friends. Marriage and settling down seemed like a distant future, one you weren't in a hurry to embrace.

Figuring your dad was not going to leave you alone, you shut your computer down and got up. Yawning and stretching, you walked to your closet to get changed. You opted for a plain white t-shirt, distressed blue jeans, and comfortable sneakers. As you stepped out of your apartment and onto the bustling city streets, the vibrant energy of Grand Line unfolded before you, promising another day of adventures and surprises. Your dad held a high position in the city, his name known through out the city. He had dedicated his life to various community initiatives, charity work, and local businesses, earning the admiration and trust of both young and old. His presence in the city was like a reassuring anchor, and despite the city's considerable size, it felt like a small, interconnected town where everyone's lives were intertwined in some way.

Figuring your dad, and you yourself, would appreciate coffee before another session of nagging and proposing potential husbands, you went over to the coffee shop close by.

"Hey, Law. Good morning!"

Trafalgar Water Law, or simply "Law" as he preferred to be called, is a part-timer at the neighborhood coffee shop. Despite his perpetually tired appearance and the assortment of tattoos that adorned his arms, Law was a young man who defied expectations. Law had ambitions to study medicine in college, a path that seemed entirely unfitting for his appearance.

"Dad's favorite and my usual, please. Thank you," you say, offering a warm smile.

Pressing the items on his cashier monitor, Law efficiently processes your order and writes your name on the cup.

"Grandpa Rayleigh came over a while ago," Law speaks up as he begins crafting your coffee.

You can't help but grumble inwardly, fully aware of the purpose of the visit. Law was adopted by one of the most powerful families in the city, the Donquixote family. Doflamingo and Rosinante Donquixote were two of your father's potential sons-in-law.

"Please tell me that your dad was the one home... please," you implored Law with a hint of desperation in your voice.

"No," Law replied with a sympathetic shake of his head.

You took a deep breath and screamed silently, clenching your fist in frustration. It seemed like everyone preferred Rosinante, Law's adoptive father, and honestly, you couldn't blame them. Rosinante had always been kind, considerate, and genuinely caring. He had a warmth that drew people in, including you.

On the other hand, Doflamingo was a completely different story. As much as he might excel in his role as a family person, he was a crazy and obnoxious individual. He embodied the stereotypical rich bully, and from elementary school through high school, he had made your life miserable. You had no idea why your dad considered him a candidate for marriage, and the thought of being tied to someone like him sent shivers down your spine.

Law hands you your two coffees, and you accept them with a sense of resignation before making your way out of the coffee shop.

"Y/N!!" A child's voice calls out, and you inwardly sigh, thinking your day couldn't possibly get any worse. Turning around, you see Shanks with his wide grin. Beside him were three children: Zoro, Usopp, and Luffy.

"Sweetheart!!" Shanks starts to come toward you, ready to wrap his arms around you in a warm embrace, but you extend your arm and gently push him away. Instead, you kneel down to Luffy's level.

"Hey, kids~ Do you need help? Why are you with him?" You smile sweetly at the three youngsters, curious about their presence with Shanks. "Did he take you away?"

Shanks grins broadly and attempts to charm you. His hand on his chest presenting a faux offended look. "My love, I can't believe you'd think that!! I'm just being a nice citizen here, and I'm bringing these brats home! Aren't you falling for how great I am yet?" He bats his lashes, trying to win you over.

Usopp points at Shanks, "He was drinking with Dad, and they lost us."

"SHUT IT YOU BRAT!!!" It seems like the day's events had been just as chaotic for Usopp and the others as they were for you.

You hit Shanks on the head with a glare, your frustration evident. "Take them home and tell Yasopp to stop drinking or else!"

With a huff, you turn and stomp away, ignoring Shanks' calls as you make your way back to your initial destination. The events of the day had left you exasperated, and you needed some peace and solitude to clear your mind.

You arrive at your dad's place, already exhausted from the day's events. However, your frustration only deepens when you find him drinking with his friends Oden, Roger, and Edward.

"Hey, Dad," you say with crossed arms, glaring at the group. "Can you three go back home? None of you guys should be drinking."

Edward laughs heartily and gets up, stumbling over to you. He puts his arm on your shoulder and pulls you closer, his words slurred, "I have a son around your age. Gurararrara! Rayleigh told me you're looking for someone! I ca-"

Before he can finish his sentence, you interrupt him, your patience running thin. "Edward, go home. We can discuss this when you're sober." You give him a stern look, hoping he'd take your advice seriously.

Edward smirks and exclaims, "I'll tell my son to pick me up! Gurarara!!!!" His laughter rings through the room, and you can't help but shake your head at the drunken antics of your father's friends. Dealing with their overzealous matchmaking attempts was becoming a routine you'd rather do without.

Roger, clearly affected by the alcohol, sobs and clings onto your dad. "My son is 10... I want Y/N as my daughter-in-law too!! Rayleighhhh!" he exclaims, his emotions running wild as he joins in on the matchmaking fervor. You roll your eyes at the absurdity of it all, feeling like you're stuck in a never-ending loop of potential suitors.

"Ooh! Ooh!! What about my son!!" Oden cheers enthusiastically.

You grumble in exasperation, "Oden, your son is 16."

"It's close to your age!!" Oden insists, seemingly undeterred by the age difference. "Aren't you like 17 or something?"

"ODEN, I'M 30!!! Can you three drunkards please just go home!" You sigh defeatedly, feeling the weight of the matchmaking chaos weighing heavily on you.

You sigh with relief as you successfully manage to drag the drunk grown men out of the house and usher them into a cab that you've hailed. With the chaos outside resolved, you return to find your father slumped in the living room, going through his phone. You take a moment to clean up the mess they've made, trying to regain some semblance of order.

Your dad suddenly strikes up a conversation, "How was your date with Linlin's son?"

You shake your head and reply, "That date with Cracker is never happening again." The memory of that disastrous date still lingers vividly in your mind, making it clear that some potential suitors were better off left in the past. "Our deal was if I went on that date you'd leave me alone, remember dad?"

Your dad continues to express his concerns, lamenting, "I know, dear, but what am I supposed to do? You're 30 years old and single. How am I going to have grandchildren this way? I need at least 3 of them, you know!"

"Dad, I'll figure it out, please," you implore, feeling the weight of his expectations pressing on you.

"What about that clown? His circus is booming from what I heard. You grew up with him," your dad suggests, trying to be helpful.

You shake your head firmly, saying, "I'm not dating Buggy, Dad. C'mon, can't you just leave my relationships to meeee?"

He persists, "I would if you just go on a date with that Donquixote boy. Or Shanks, I hear he's doing great."

"Doflamingo is crazy. And Shanks is dating practically the whole city," you counter, exasperated by the suggestions.

Your dad's matchmaking attempts continue as he suggests, "What about that boy you used to like? The one that's in the National Kendo team."

"D-Dad, I liked Mihawk back in college! And he has two kids!" you exclaim, trying to put an end to this.

"And no wife!!" your dad interjects, clearly undeterred.

With your patience wearing thin, you warn him, "If you don't stop naming everyone, I'm gonna leave you to clean up yourself."

Your dad continues his relentless matchmaking efforts, suggesting, "What about just one date with Edward's boy? Hmm? What'dya say? Do it for your dad, c'mon. This'll be the last one, I swear."

You raise an eyebrow and reply skeptically, "You said that about Cracker. And also Kuro. And also King, not to mention Crocodile."

He tries to defend himself, "You dated that Croco-boy back then, though!"

"Yeah, so you'd get off my back!" you retort, the frustration evident in your voice as you remind him of your past attempts to appease his matchmaking desires.

Grumbling and realizing your dad wasn't going to stop his matchmaking efforts, you finally sighed in defeat. "Fine, I'll go out with Edward's boy! But you have to swear this is the last one!"

"Fine, fine, fine! I'll text Edward," your dad agreed, somewhat reluctantly.

"Swear on Mom, Dad," you insisted firmly. He flinched and looked at you, hesitating. You crossed your arms and raised an eyebrow, waiting for his response.

"Do we have to involve your mom?" he asked, trying to avoid the commitment.

"I'm moving to Calm Belt if you don't stop," you threatened, not willing to back down.

"FINE! I swear! But if you end up not ruining the date on purpose, I'm gonna keep pestering you," he reluctantly agreed, realizing he had no other option but to give in to your demand.

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