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matchadobo · 3 days

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Heyyyy😏 can you write something for Gintoki where you get in an argument with him (cause he’s a jerk) and then he says something so back handed to you (cause he’s a jerk) and you just walk of and like cry or sumn cause it hurt so much and he just tries to apologize and it gets a little emotional idk I just need something that’ll hurt me a little bit 😔😣

A/N: Hi! I feel like Gintoki is more likely to apologize through his action than his words, and so his apology is mostly done than said :p Not sure if this is super angsty, but I hope it's good enough!

Plot: Gin being a piece of shit who never cleans and upsets poor innocent reader with his attitude.

Warning: Gets a bit suggestive with language and some minor angst ig?

Arguing with Gintoki (x Fem!Reader)

(just look at him being disgusting and cute.)

There are many reasons for one to pick a fight with Gintoki. Be it Otose arguing with him over rent delays, or Kagura and Shinpachi demanding their pay, there’s always someone at odds with the Odd Jobs’ boss.

However, when it came down to you, perhaps you had an easier time letting things slip. You’d stayed around long enough to get acclimated to all those wacky situations Gintoki involved himself in, as well as his hectic and lazy persona.

At this point, you’d earned yourself the nickname “saint” from his peers, considering how you seemed to be the only one with enough patience to put up with him. But even a saint’s patience has its limits.

When you walked into Yorouzya on a day like any other, finding an absolute war-zone where his couch once stood, not even that Buddha’s patience of yours was enough to shield your faint heart.

No way in hell would you willingly pick up his dirty underwear off the fan, or clean after the millions of empty takeout boxes residing under the kotatsu (just how much food can a person consume overnight?!), while Gintoki remained idly picking on his nose like a primadonna. This had to end.

“Gin,” you asked in a near pleading tone that went unnoticed.

“Gin?” Your second attempt was too ignored, his attention monopolized by the weather girl inside the little black screen.

Frustrated beyond compare, you threw about the first object your hands could find onto his head, leaving him with no other choice but to face you. The noodle box ended up landing like a party hat, with a string of curry dropping down his forehead. He sported a somewhat disturbed look, though that wasn’t enough to prevent him from turning back to the tv the second the noodle box fell to the floor.

“Gin!” Unable to contain your temper, you jumped to block his view.

“Huh? Y/N?” Gintoki queried as if he wasn’t even aware of your presence in prior, something that only added fuel to the fire. “What are you doing here?”

“Not cleaning your mess, that’s for sure. What’s this?” You paused to point at the underwear and then his leftovers. “And this? Who’s going to clean all this?”

“Quit nagging, it’s not even 12.” He yawned, stretching his limbs across the couch. “Kagura will probably feed them to Sadaharu, or Tama will pass by later. Just leave them be.”

You couldn’t believe in your eyes, or rather your ears. How could someone this irresponsible be running a business, when this was the kind of reception he had in store for any poor soul that dared walk in? It wasn’t as if Yorozuya was ever the pantheon of work ethics to begin with, but this was too much even for him. Feeding the trash to the dog, just what was he thinking?

“Are you for real? Why would…? Who would… ?” One unfinished sentence followed the other while you struggled to find the right words. “Nevermind. It’s no wonder no one sets foot in here nowadays. Only an idiot would choose another hare-brained idiot to handle their job for them.” You spat bitterly.

“Then I guess that makes you into an even greater idiot, Y/N. Or else you wouldn’t be showing at my doorstep to bitch about something this trivial, especially when it’s none of your concern.” He followed in the same tone, bringing the already heavy atmosphere even further down.

“It’s none of my concern whether my boyfriend’s house reeks like a dumpster? Or whether it gets infested with cockroaches? Then whose is it?” You crossed your arms over your chest. “You know, since I too spend the night here from time to time, I would appreciate if the smell of soured ramen didn’t have to compete with that of your underwear.”

Gintoki sighed in response, lazily combing through his disheveled hair with one hand. You’d always been fond of that scruffy appearance of his, but right now, all it did was add more fuel to the fire, providing you with yet another reason to stay mad at his disposition.

“And do something about your appearance already! It looks as if a crow nested in there!”

“Oi, Y/N. Is it that day of the month? I don’t remember you being such an overbearing control freak.”

“I don’t remember you being such a bum.” You argued back.

“If I’m such a bum then why do you insist on coming here?”

“Maybe I shouldn’t.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t.”

The lack of sound succeeding your heated exchange was perhaps even more disturbing than the argument itself. You got so caught up in talking back to him, that before you knew it, such regrettable words came pouring out your mouth.

“What are you standing here for?” Gintoki asked, his otherwise dead fish eyes now beaming with resentment. “The door is right there. Leave.”

Was this really… it? Was he about to forsake everything the two of you had come to be over a silly argument?

With your questions unanswered and your steps heavier than before, you paced outside Yorozuya. This definitely wasn’t the kind of time you’d hoped to spend over at his place. Part of you expected to hear his voice a final time, to receive the affirmation that this was nothing but a silly lover’s quarrel, though silence came to be your sole companion. Silence, and whatever this gut wrenching emotion was.

Little by little, you felt the oxygen within your lungs igniting you whole, slowly burning at your fuse until you couldn’t go on anymore. Crouched near the ground, all you could do was bawl right outside Otose’s bar, meekly hoping that no one was around to notice your muffled cries.

Was it frustration or was it hurt? You couldn’t tell. The only thing you knew was that this was the first time you’d ever felt such uncertainty. Shoes of different color stopped before you, each pair belonging to yet another passerby who felt entitled to shoot his look of pity your way, but not entitled enough to pry any further, to approach any closer.

It was your fault. If only you’d kept your mouth shut, then nothing would have happened. Gintoki wouldn’t get annoyed, he wouldn’t raise his voice, he wouldn’t dare say such horrible things, and he…you…

No. It was his fault for being this messy and unjust. Even if you were a bit too harsh, you acted out of genuine concern. You had no intention to watch as he festered within the four rusty walls of his house. Gintoki had always been the kind to take care of everyone, but when it came down to his own self, he seldom bothered to lift a finger.

What others attributed as mere laziness, you knew better. It was almost as if by wallowing in such unspoken misery, he was atoning for something. As if he was repenting for past sins only he knew of. Either way, his disregard for his own well-being showed in every single aspect of his lifestyle. From the sorry state of his house, to his own unkempt appearance.

You remembered of the first time you met Gin. You recalled thinking how despite his exterior, he bore resemblance to a mirror. A blurred, borderline shattered glass, be it one that let you see an image of yourself clearer than any you’d seen before. The good with the bad, the beauty and the ugliness, the flaws and the imperfections. Everything that made you into who you were was right there, delving in those maroon eyes of his.

Perhaps Gintoki was never meant to shine on his own. Perhaps his strength lied in making others shine brightest, in reflecting not the image you longed to see, but the one closest to reality.

You liked yourself when you were with him. You felt certain and grounded at the same time. That should you ever lose your way, one look at him would be enough to guide you back. You liked that, but more importantly, you liked him. That silver gleam of his was what made you fall for him in the first place.

He was right. You were overbearing and overzealous and butted in his business without thinking twice, and that was precisely why you wouldn’t give up on him. No matter what it took, you’d never quit clearing his soul off the distortions haunting it. Not before making sure that the man known as Sakata Gintoki would never grow dim, that was.

And so, you wiped the tears with the back of your hand and rose to your feet. One by one, you climbed the steps to Yorozuya all the way to the top where you stood still. What would you say to him? Apologies were never your forte and neither his. Showing up to clean his apartment as if you were part of a clean-up crew didn’t seem like a great idea either, especially when one considered the nature of your argument. What if he pushed you away again? What if he demanded that you leave?

No. No, even if he did that, there was no way you’d run. It didn’t matter if he called you names, if he dragged you outside or any of these things, really. You’d made up your mind to clean after his own mess for however long he needed you to. Until he learned to do it for himself. Until he was forced to get a real look at who he really was. That self destruction bullshit of his had to end.

Before you had the chance to contemplate any longer, the door went wide open with Gintoki appearing on the other side, evidently taken aback by your sudden reappearance.

“I-” You said in unison, each stopping at the other’s interruption.

“You-“Another failed attempt.

Taking a deep breath, you decided to blurt out everything without giving him the chance to cut in a third time. Here goes nothing.

“I’m sorry for acting like an evil mother-in-law and yelling at you the way I did. You are right, I am an overbearing control freak, but I never meant to criticize you. I felt as if that was the only way to make you listen, and I honestly can’t stand to see you living life in a swap because, Gintoki, to me you are someone very important and I only want to see you thrive. Why are you so unkind towards your own self? No matter what happened in the past, you shouldn’t let it bring you down.”

You took a short pause. Perhaps giving him a lecture about past trauma would only get him to retreat further in his shell.

“My point is, I don’t intend to stop bitching at you. Whether you like it or not, I’ll keep interfering in your business, until you stop doing yourself injustice. So please, accept my earnest concern and, for the love of god, allow me to clean your house.”

Your outburst imposed a bemused expression on his face, one that was quickly replaced by a forced snort.

“What are you talking about?” Gin leaned against the frame with his index lazily poking past the shell of his ear. “I don’t recall you paying any visits whatsoever.”

“Wait- what?”

“You play weird pranks, Y/N. Did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed? Or is this a dream you are talking about?”

It was your turn to be dumbfounded. Was this a joke or was he simply going to act as if the whole incident never occurred in the first place?

“Why are you looking at me like that? Did I grow an extra set of balls on my forehead?” He asked, patting down his head.

You brushed his comment off, unsure of what to say next. The mood had completely shifted with Gin returning to his usual “charming” self, something over which you were truthfully thankful. Of course his throwing you out meant nothing. After all, this was nothing but a silly lover’s quarrel.

“No… but looks like your wish is granted.” You jested, removing a noodle that was dangling between silver strands of hair. “It’s finally straightening up.”

Gintoki frowned, looking away while you chuckled.

“If you have the time to be running your mouth, come in already.” He mumbled before scooting to the side.

Upon entering the hallway, the first thing to catch your attention was the scent. It smelled like primrose and magnolia, the sweet vanilla essence completely taking over the foul odor previously emitted by his living room. Did someone visit him while you were gone, or did he actually douse it with perfume?

As the two of you progressed to the living room, your surprise only increased, to the point of making you wonder whether you’d entered the wrong building. Rather than encounterig the same chaos you did earlier, you found a spotless table and an even more spotless couch. The noodle boxes, the plastic cutlery, even the half torn underwear; they had all disappeared.

If you didn’t know any better, you’d place your bet on a second Amanto invasion happening, but the moment you took notice in the half concealed mop lurking between the closet’s folds, there was no doubt anymore. He had cleaned. Gintoki had actually cleaned!

“Gin…” His name was cut in half by a sole sob.

“What are you crying for?” He asked, genuinely confused by your reaction.

“I can’t believe you did such a thing.” You went on, feeling truly grateful. “Everything is squeaky clean!”

Perhaps Gintoki sucked at apologies, but when it came to making things right, he never failed to impress. He always knew exactly what to do. A push was all he needed.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Gintoki said as he approached you from behind. “It’s always clean around here.”

You were about to object to that, when you felt a pair of arms snaking around your waist, pulling you closer for him to press his body against yours. Instinctively, you looked up at him, the look in his eyes indicating he was up to no good.

“But if cleanliness is not what you want, I know of a way to make things dirty again.”

On second thought, a bit of disarray never hurt.

#gintoki #absolutely beautiful!#the mirror analogy IS THE TRUEST

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matchadobo · 5 days

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KIDD; hey, captain. may i have this dance?

wc: 2216 summary: where name, the only one who can make kidd blush, asks her captain to a dance and later elicit a confession out of him. warnings: fem reader, very fluff you'd actually melt, nothing too crazy or offensive, NOT PROOFREAD

"hey, captain. may i have this dance?"

it's like the devil made an entrance as everything went downhill when you finished talking. kidd was at a loss letting your words register in his brain. the grip on his mug tightened and it seemed like blood rose to his face. he started choking on thin air and began drumming on his chest.

while being in the middle of a conversation, you approached kidd with a soft smile and an inviting hand. the person he was talking to, killer, raised both eyebrows and averted his gaze from the two of you as he continued sipping on his wine. some of his crew mates sitting near him had heard it and started snickering.

it wasn't really anything new. you were always pretty affectionate to your captain, blatantly expressing your admiration every chance you get. you made it crystal clear that you're interested ever since the day you confessed, sober and intentional at that. kidd didn't reject you, nor accepted your confession. he just ruffled your hair and said, "yeah i know, buttercup.". which was more than enough for you to feel all sorts of butterflies inside.

it's not like you're expecting for him to return it, you just want to let it out. so you didn't act awkward about it. not for kidd though. when you start showing more love for him, he'd be a blushing mess and would curse you out. not that those curses mean something unpleasant, those are just empty words as defense to his emotions.

that's when you started personally sending him food, lots of them, to his workshop when he coops up in there fixing up some weapons for the crew or when he feels like tinkering. those are the times he'd genuinely feel your utter interest in the things he likes.

you'd always be his cheerleader and he loves it a little too much, but he never shows it; not that he's good at hiding it, his cheeks and behaviour are enough to tell you he anticipates it. when he prevails against an enemy, your words always usher that rhythm in his heart. or when he comes up with a new attack for his devil fruit and you want to see it first. and you two end up sparring.

and when you save his ass more than usual. you always watch his six more than the others, it's pretty unfair but it doesn't mean you let your crew mates get harmed. unfortunately, you just have bias. not that kidd needs it. but that one time he did, you kicked a knife aimed at his face and redirected it to his side. you saw the shift of shock to anger in his face, accompanied with a deep red tint on his cheeks.

like when you brush your arms or knees against his when you're seated together, because you always aim for a spot next to him and the crew respects that. and when you always pour him a drink, ordering for him and all that. you ask him what's wrong because he's always so red even with one mug of rum. he'll just grumble and chug even more rum.

but he never tells you how he feels about it, about you. and it's okay. you're content with him allowing you to love him. it's already a privilege to have the permission to love the most notorious.

so when you don that bandage dress in red he got you for the night, the cacophony in his surroundings was dulled. his blood pressure rose and his hands became sweaty as you stood there with the warmest gaze and an anticipating smile.

"a-ah, maybe it isn't your thing, right capta-"

he suddenly stood up, he doesn't know what prompted him to do it. he could just ignore you, snicker at you, or tell you how dumb it is. but he chose not to. if there's one thing kidd does to your feelings, he doesn't step on it. as oppose to others, so maybe he has a bias too.

he towered over you, a scowl scrunched up on his face as he looked down at you. a shocked expression soon changed with absolute joy was now evident on your face. he yanked your hand, only with a little force though, and pulled you closer.

"only for a while, aye?" he lowly whispered on your ear, tone demanding. "i don't really dance."

you were having a goddamn field day. your heart was in an impossibly fast marathon. you were smiling ear to ear, pulling away and looking up at him while nodding with joy. "come on?" you invited, gesturing to the dance floor that was now filled with couples slow dancing.

once you two stand before each other, in an awkwardly far distance. you giggled a little, noticing how he obviously doesn't know how to dance, especially slow dancing.

you reached over to his side to hold his hands, both human and metal. he was surprised, especially by your touch, by the way he stiffened up. but he let you guide him.

"your hands goes here." you placed them on your waist, "and mine goes here." you finished with a smile, placing your arms by either sides of his neck. "and we just sway and change positions on alternating foot. easy enough, yeah?"

he noticed that your eyes were especially radiant tonight, how you exceptionally worked on yourself with the make-up you put on. the ornaments in your styled hair complimented the color of your dress. how the chained, golden necklace he gave you as a 'dumb scrap he never uses and deems it trash' framed your neck and cascaded down your chest. how you smell way too expensive he coulda thought you were someone else. you were all different and it made him feel the same with you, except stronger.

"why are you staring? something off on my face?" you started growing conscious, your hand reaching over to touch your cheek but his human arm caught it and placed it back to where it came from.

"hands off, you might smudge your make-up." he tsked, "nothing off 'round here, short stack. 's quite the opposite actually."

"pft, what does that even mean?" you tilted your head, scanning his eyes for answers. but it's just you fangirling about the yellows that mesmerized you. "if you have time to spout nonsense, maybe think about not bumping on my foot." you rolled your eyes, glancing down at the movement of your shoes.

"ain't it your fault for haulin' a total amateur at this?" his voice raised a little, scowl deepening.

"hm? something so simple like this is giving you a hard time, captain?" you egged him on, and it's exactly what he needs to loosen up. a cocky smile on your face with one of your brows raised.

"oh, so you wanna be like that? this is another one of your games, huh?" he grinned, grip on you tightening as you successfully riled him up. "it's about time i win this thing then."

"win?" you were baffled, soon getting caught off guard from the way he spun you around with his human arm then pulled you closer with his metal one.

"let's switch it up this time, aye? i ain't always gotta be the one blushin', right?" he bent down your ear and whispered a little too huskily. it was a completely different side of him you haven't seen.

you were stunned. your hands was placed awkwardly on his chest, realizing it made you completely nervous and red. "quiet now, huh? come on, where's the loud name who refuses to shut up?" he looked down, grip on your waist tighter.

"w-what are you doing, kidd?" you stuttered, suddenly feeling cold. not sure what to do with yourself.

"dancin'. bet you liked that spin, didn'tcha?" a laugh rumbled on his chest.

"t-that was pretty good for a beginner." you mustered a smile, still hiding your face from the proximity. his metallic cologne more pungent in your nose, amplifying the rhythm of your already rabbiting heart.

"what do i say? i'm a damn natural!" he boasted. but soon notice that ever since that spin, you didn't bat him an eye. "oi, somethin' up?"

when you finally did, he melted right there. your brows were lightly furrowed, your face was entirely red as you chewed on your lip. "i-i'm sorry i was in too much joy from that, you were so, so handsome when you did that." you proclaimed, a hand covering your mouth as you shut your eyes.

a smile slowly spread on kidd's lips and a laugh ticked his throat, eventually bursting into laughter at your reaction. "such a fuckin' darling, you are. goddamn it." he had to clutch his knees from laughing so much, a tear falling down his eye. you soon started laughing too from his reaction.

from an outsider's perspective, you two looked like you two totally lost it.

as the laughter died down, it seems as if the surroundings did too. time felt slower and the crowd felt farther. then you felt him staring a little too long, as if he's watching you.

"i must've had too much to drink because i'm about to do somethin' so damn stupid right now." he pinched the bridge of his nose, wincing.

you tilted your head, puzzled once more. "what- hey!"

he grabbed your wrist and led you out of the ship. once you two are on the port where most of the crowd had died down.

"kidd, what's happening?"

he fished something out of his pocket and dangled a necklace with a tulip pendant before you. "see this?" you nodded. "it comes with a ring." he placed the ring by his palm with the similar pendant.

endeared by his display of trinkets he obviously made, you were more confused to admire it. "w-why are you showing me this?"

"because i had planned, a long fuckin' time ago, ever since you confessed that you like me, to do the damn same. and i was gonna give you these with a stupid fuckin' bouquet of tulips because... you said you love those damn things so much. m-my dumb hair reminds you of it." he was pausing between his words as he tried navigating the right terms. the port light helped you see how kidd was blushing and how his eyes looked everywhere but your way.

"but i didn't and i shouldn't. cuz you don't deserve any of this." he gestured to himself from head to toe. your heart broke and you want to interrupt him. but he has more to say. "you deserve someone who ain't out here killin', terrorizin' cities, and most importantly not an idiot who's too busy to chase one piece than to reciprocate your feelings." he sighed, the jewellery now obstructed and hidden in his fist.

"so, it hurts. to see you do all this for me. give me all that love. i'm startin' to think there's not enough for your stupid ass. cuz here i am, brushing you off for you to, hopefully, grow tired of me. and start findin' a man to treat you better."

the alcohol was legit too fucking strong, because sober kidd would NEVER admit this even at gunpoint.

"bah, this is too embarrasing and stupid. you had to witness you captain in a pathetic stat- ow!" you couldn't contain it anymore and decided to slap him to wake him the fuck up.

"with your cowardice, it sure as hell is pathetic of you, kidd." you replied, voice coated in irritstion. he looked at you with fiery eyes as he stroked the slapped spot on his face.

"i can't believe my captain would say any of that bullshit! you're so fucking dumb, god!" you stomped by the wooden boards, completely vexed.

kidd had no choice but to just stand there. awaiting your next course of actions.

"you plan on getting the one piece as a coward?! hah?!" you pointed at him. "what makes you think i'll choose someone else over a fucking unit like you?!"

"you think so, huh?" he replied, ego getting brushed.

"i'm fucking sure so! i thought i had made it clear that i'm totally, with every fiber of my being, in love with you." you crossed your arms.

"but all i've done is react passively, that ain't-"

you shut him up by pulling on his collar and crashing your lips with his. sucking on his lips before he opened up to his tongue, tasting the rum. he moaned through your lips, prying open your mouth too. his human arm getting handsy with you, feeling up the bareness of your back and the shape of your torso. your hands then traveled on his neck to hold him firmly, the roughness of his scars brushing by your fingers.

you two soon ran out of breath and pulled away. he then took his time squeezing you a little closer to his body, lips soon pressed on the coldness of your bare shoulders. you leaned your head on his shoulder, reveling on his scent and proximity.

"of all the times we got drunk together, all you needed was a dance to come with it so you can let the crazy out in you." your breath tickled his neck.

"just need that one lil push from your sweet ass."

ASJSAJSJAJASJS I DIED AND RESURRECTED

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matchadobo · 11 days

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So excited for the writing event!!! Can I please request drunk prompt #7 with Zoro or Kid? I think it would be super funny for either of them to be really awkward the next morning after drunkenly kissing someone. Or maybe the reader drunkenly kissed *them* and now they don't know if she actually likes them or not.

Eustass Kid x prompt 7 (drunk prompts) - “did i… did we kiss last night?"

HELLO HELLO! thanks for requesting this i love this psycho bitch so much. hope this meets your expectations eheh this was slightly longer than others cause you know i love my characters to overthink everything just like me <333 enjoy!!

gender neutral reader | 913 words.

reblogs, likes, and comments are appreciated ♡ if you enjoy my works, click here to read more or buy me a coffee. -> from this event.

The softness of the blankets was gentle against your skin as you woke up from one of the best nights of sleep you ever had. That, if only the terrible headache that held you hostage in your bed would disappear. Even the tiniest glimpse of light filtering through the curtains was too much to bear - it only made your headache worst. Yet, there wasn't the tiniest residue of energy in your body for you to get up and block out the sun - so you laid in bed, throwing your blanket over your head and waiting for the pain to go away.

Enjoying the quietness of the ship, you closed your eyes trying to remember what had happened the night before - memories of the party came to you in a blur. They flashed before your eyes in a confusing sequences, making it hard to distinguish what really happened from what might have been just a dream. You didn't even remember how you made it to bed - the last thing you remembered was laying against your captain's shoulder, probably too drunk to sit still in your own place.

Yet there was something more to it, a memory that you couldn't quite grasp - a memory that felt more like a feeling, a phantom sensation still washing all over your body. It wasn't the nausea, nor the terrible headache; it was different, it was better.

Grazing your fingers against your lips, memories from the night before became clearer - did you dream it like all those times before? Was it all on your head? Or did you really kiss Eustass Kidd? These questions pounded your head as a subtle anxiety settles into your heart - the room around you starts to spin again, but this time not because of the alcohol. The idea of confessing your feelings to Kidd, to your captain, sent you spiralling - it was only a crush, after all.

Right?

Wrong. It wasn't only a crush - it was shivers down your spine every time his strong hands laid on your shoulders, it was your heart running faster every time he'd fight against an enemy, it was you melting into a stupid puddle every time he'd call you brat or some other stupid nicknames that you really should have minded but never did.

Forcing yourself out of bed, you dragged your body to the kitchen. The insufferable headache you woke up to was now gone, and you definitely needed a good meal and some water. You almost forgot about the whole kiss thing when you heard familiar footsteps made their way to the kitchen. Your fight or flight response was activated immediately, quickly slamming the door of the fridge and ready to leave the room before he could catch you.

"Took your sweet time to get up, uh?"

Kid roared from behind you, making you jump, a small laugh leaving his mouth making him less intimidating. Yet, you could feel his body almost pressed against yours, his taller figure towering you and making you feel ridiculously small even without having to look at him. Nodding in response, you were quick to move away from his trap, taking a few steps back.

"Yes, I.." you stumbled on your words, scratching the back of your head, panic quickly settling into your chest as you try to come up with something.

"Drank too much. I know."

Kidd cut you off, an unusual reassuring smile forming on his lips as he took a bottle of water from the fridge, throwing it at you.

"Don't even know how I made it to bed."

"Anything else you don't remember?"

Kidd asked. What you heard, however, was more similar to the sound of a ticking bomb about to explode.

"Don't think so." You chuckled, praying you were right - that there was nothing else to remember from the night before, that you didn't stupidly spread on top of him and slurred god knows what to him. Kidd only nodded in response, looking somewhat disappointed - there were no jokes, no sarcastic remarks, no angsty comment. Just an uncomfortable silence and an expression that you couldn't quite decipher.

"Kidd?" you called, causing him to turn towards you once again. He only raised an eyebrow in response, waiting for you to continue

"Did I.. did we kiss last night?"

You finally blurted out, your words rolling off your tongue before you could think it all through. Kidd's features immediately softened, his usual cockiness coming back to surface.

"What if we did?", he barked back, staring up and down at you.

Crossing his arms across his chest, he laid against the doorframe of the kitchen as the most annoying smirk appeared on his face - this was fun, seeing you blushing like a teenager without being able to look at him.

"I don't know. Sorry, stupid question."

You tried to brush it off, faking a smile and waving him goodbye - you just wanted to run, wash off the horrible wave of embarrassment and just forget about the whole thing. Kidd, however, was not really thinking about letting you go. His hands were quick to grab your wrist, pulling you closer to him. In a fraction of seconds he had you trapped in his embrace, your body pressed against his muscular chest.

"Want to give it another try?" he whispered, one of his hands already cupping your cheek whilst the one lazily slid down to the small of your back.

"If it wasn't that memorable, I must make up for it."

#sooo well written #probably late to the party but this is gold!#eustass kidd #very in character i shakened

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matchadobo · 15 days

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TBoTE - #3 Florian Triangle

wc: 1604

intro w/ chapter list

On the stretch of the ocean's raging waves, Yvi's ship swayed back and forth like a pendulum. There were signs of an oncoming typhoon from the way the clouds enveloped a strong color in grey. Thunder weaved on the edges of the ashy clouds as the only source of light in the skies.

“I’m hungry~” Luffy leaned his torso by the ship railings, his arms hanging down to brush by the rampant billows.

“We’re about to be gobbled by the damn cyclone and you’re hungry.” Law pinched the bridge of his nose, sarcasm thick in his speech.

Yvi and Kidd had a different angle though, moreso because they’re inherently curious about each other. Constantly trying to probe details brought by fascination. But one would think their interaction would smooth sail into something like a friendship. Unfortunately, their fascination would be fostered by their endearing snarks and passive-aggressiveness.

“Got any idea what to do about the storm?” Yvi started, sitting a few feet away from the male. She sized up the storm and saw a tornado in the far East, it was so formidable she had to sit down.

“Nope, shoulda listened to me when I said storm’s comin’. We wouldn’t be in this damn predicament if I led with it, aye?” He rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. Yvi tried to avert her eyes from sight of his sinewy arms.

“The Pixies were chasing us, smart guy." Yvi didn’t miss the way Kidd avoided her eyes when she looked over his way; she thought that Kidd deems her insufferable if that were the case. “Why’re you so snappy?”

Kidd shook his head and tsked, a grin on his lips. “Get used to it, cupcake. Unlike you, I ain’t exactly the friendly one.” He stood up to tighten the ropes on the mast behind him, his feet propping his weight up by the bottom of the pillar.

“Liar.” Yvi stood up and made her way to Kidd, helping him with the ropes. Kidd stopped and looked at her puzzled with the deepest frown in his face.

“Fuck you mean?”

“You said you ain’t the type to be friendly, yet here you are with us. That automatically means you’ve made friends.” Yvi smiled, it was so contagious Kidd had to bite his lip to stop his smile too.

Kidd was astounded. She had the gall to smile at her amidst the animosity he displayed. And by that she felt like the most genuine person out of the bunch he was with. He’d normally be pissed with outgoing people but seeing her like that made him feel things far from being pissed off. Those pearly blue eyes that held sincerity each time they locked eyes, how she tucks her stygian locks by her ear, the bonny smile she always shoots back despite his snarks, and the light tint in her cheek when she ran out of things to clap back at him. He was finding every little thing so damn interesting and it’s an adventure for him.

“I was forced.” He clarified, giving one last tug on the rope before leaving it be. “Don’t get any wrong ideas, doc. I ain’t your friend.”

Their conversation was cut short due to the colossal gush of waves that flooded their ship as it rocked back and forth. A huge sea monster in silvery green suddenly emerged, a Leviathan. It faced them with might akin to its colossal size, its crimson eyes shone with the bloodlust it held.

“What the fuck happened?!” Kidd bellowed out, looking over Luffy and Law who were in the frontlines. The two of them looked like they weren’t even in the act, they held the same amount of confusion Kidd and Yvi had.

“I don’t know, I was just fishing!” Luffy cried out, now holding the half-broken fishing rod. Its other half could be seen in miniscule as it hung from the leviathan’s mouth.

“T-that’s the fish you caught?” Yvi stuttered, overwhelmed at the fiend before her. “Are you mad?! So that's the Cirein-Cròin.” She ran her fingers through her hair, falling on her knees in utter distress. She mumbled, almost slurring in utter fear. “The largest living creature… larger than nessie.”

“Believe me when I say that it was a fish when it resurfaced and soon, it transformed into that monster!” Law retorted with fervor, unsheathing his kikoku to ready himself for battle. But it was clear as day to all four that they don’t stand a diddly fucking chance to this beast before them.

The ship seesawed as all of them were drenched when the monster flapped its tail before biting off a portion off the ship railings where Luffy was. If it weren’t for Law hauling his ass from there, he would’ve been cut in half by the Aberrant’s spiky teeth. Its four deadly eyes glared at them from above with the same hungry glint of an infected, scaly and luminescent skin glowing amid the dark clouds. Its destructive talons had a grip of their ship, swaying their vehicle. Kidd lost his footing when Yvi trajected to his direction, swiftly catching the lass in his grip by her waist.

Her yelp was interrupted by Kidd’s grumbling. Their clothes stuck uncomfortably against their skin, soaked from head to toe. “You down to fight that thing?” Kidd started.

“W-what?! Even if I could, I have no means to get up. Plus, I don’t think my power’s enough to kill that-”

“Just answer the damn question!”

“I think I can do some damage to stun it just enough for us to get away, but you guys have to jump in too, okay?” Yvi sized up the beast, her grip on Kidd’s wet shirt loosened as she studied how sloppy the monster moved.

“Aye.” Kidd tightened his grip on Yvi, nailing one foot to the ground to prepare his stance for an attack. “Why don’t you lead the way then, short stack.”

“Woah woah, what the fuck are you doing?!” Yvi clung onto Kidd tighter, wiggling uncomfortably as Yvi deemed the other foreboding on what he was about to do. “You’re not gonna-”

“You’re a pretty good fighter, aye? Show me what you got, buttercup.” After stabilizing a good grip on her, Kidd threw the screaming Yvi with much power; she actually made it on top of the leviathan. Her trajectory was so swift and fierce it made a shrill sound.

With options limited, Yvi composed herself and composed her position midair. Cursing the redhead under her breath, she took a deep breath and let out a battle scream as she spiraled in the air like a wheel raining down on the monster’s head. She delivered the brute impact of her heel at the crown of the beast’s head, successfully dizzying it when it lost its grip on their ship.

“Now!” Yvi shouted to the others who immediately got the message. Soon realizing that she had no means of making it back to the ship, she now fell into the pool of blues near the behemoth.

Luffy was first to take action as he boosted himself upon climbing the mast to deliver a sharp uppercut on the beast’s chin, its cries of pain reflected the damage done to its skull on both poles. Law followed after, taking the same launch mechanism as Luffy’s to stab one of the monster’s eyes and drag the blade down its jaw. Kidd then delivered the final blow, launching himself to swing his axe down the monster’s throat, slicing laterally throughout its front.

With simultaneous and equal amounts of damage, the monster was sure to be stunned. Despite its colossal and serpentine being, it was sloppy and proved that its size was its only threat. It was immobile for a bit, enough time for the group to swim back up to the ship and steer it away.

“What was that for?! Throwing me into a fight without giving me notice?!” Yvi stomped across the deck to where Kidd was, her boots heavy with irritation. “Think you can just haul me just cuz you can?!”

Kidd turned around, unfazed at the smaller’s attitude and irritation. He bent down to her height and snapped a cocky grin, “Aye. If I hadn’t done that, we’d be chewed up in that thing’s stomach. Don’t get your head in a flurry cuz we all had to get outta there. What? Too shaken up?” His sharp eyes were studying her furious ones, satisfied at the aftermath he left in her.

“Not cool,” Yvi poked Kidd’s chest, her brows knitted together and her eyes did not hold the kind glint it always exudes. She walked past Kidd, bumping on his shoulder on her wake. Kidd met Law and Luffy’s eyes, Luffy was shaking his head while Law still remained indifferent as usual.

The rest of the journey was quiet and everyone had their own businesses to deal with. Yvi settled on the bow of the ship with her feet hanging loosely on the air, it met the sea ever so often. It was serene and everyone cushioned on the momentary blanket of peace after the chaos they’ve gone through.

It may not seem like it, but Kidd was observing Yvi from the other side of the ship. Surprisingly, their last interaction bothered him greatly. Kidd’s not one to dwell on how other people react to him, he doesn’t give two shits about it. But Yvi’s left a bitter taste in his mouth. Yet confrontation is nothing but a thought fading from Kidd’s mind, he’ll carry the guilt until his death. That’s just the kind of person he is.

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TBoTE - #2 Skypeia

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With a batch of idiots who knew nothing about navigating as each of them was too occupied to establish himself as the “leader”, progress was a running joke Kidd and his group made for the span of six months.

“Where the fuck are we? I thought New World was the destination?!” Kidd grumbled, shuffling through the tall green leaves that spanned across the lush terrain. They’ve been aimlessly wandering land after land, this is their fifth town this time.

“Skypeia. This’d be the last town and New World is just around the corner:” The only brain cell of the group, Law, was leading the way and he’s just using his rough estimation of the landscape. Getting around on residual maps is their only hope right now.

“Eeeh? Torao, that’s what you said in the past towns!” Luffy whined, panting as he desperately lied himself flat on the pavement in a starfish position. “Just wanna sleep on a bed for once.”

“Maybe if you two idiots did things other than goddamn complain, we would’ve been there by now.” Law inhaled a deep sigh of frustration, taking in the petrichor of their new environment. “Let’s set camp, this town is pretty big. Traveling tomorrow would be the best.”

The three of them got the fire started, Law stayed behind while Luffy gathered firewood and Kidd hunted for dinner. With Kidd’s bloodlust and weapon, he’s already hauling a wild boar in no time.

“We’re gonna have a feast!” Kidd rejoiced, dropping the boar he had been carrying above his shoulder. Its impact on the floor had blown some ash on the dirty pavement.

“Ooh! Meat!” Luffy was delighted as he pumped his fist in the sky in excitement at the sight of raw meat.

“No biggie, took it down and brought the damn thing with ease. Thanks to me, we’d all be full for the night, aye?” Kidd puffed up his chest with both hands on his hips, standing with much ardor.

“You also brought that one?” Law stood up and sighed, gesturing with a nod to the figure afar Kidd’s direction. Luffy and Kidd looked at each other puzzled, glancing behind at the same time. Only to see an infecte- no, a human, running with full fucking speed towards their direction.

“What the fuck?!” Kidd squinted his eyes and his hands immediately grasped his axe from behind, ready to take combat. “I-is that… that ain’t an infected is it?!”

Law walked passed him, greeting the stranger with his long blade who stopped right in her tracks with her hands raised in full surrender. Her soles grazed the soil before she reached solid footing, her arrival threw dirt at the nearby bonfire causing it to die down. She was panting and her throat approached the tip of the blade precariously with each exhale. “You are?” Law raised a brow candidly, the other two completely on guard on either side of him.

“N-No time! A swarm of Aberrants is after me, we need to run!” She said in utter panic, her eyes and the sweat trailing down the sides of her face proved much evidence that there is indeed Aberrants chasing here and she just escaped near death.

“A swarm? What?!” Law’s heart dropped when he saw a loud buzzing from a mile away, the fear he saw in the girl’s eyes now crawling on his skin in an unholy pace. A swarm of unidentified little creatures were evidently unfriendly as they beelined to their direction.

“Shit!”

“Torao! This is bad!”

“T-the boar! Throw that it’ll slow them down! They’ll feast on it before us so we can run.” The scarved lady ordered, eyeing the huge boar by the floor. They all looked at her for a while at her crazy suggestion. So she took matters to her own hands and escaped Law’s grip. Surprisingly, they all just watched her; maybe fear took over, or the display of rationality was enough to keep them stunned.

She positioned herself a bit far behind the boar before running at full speed to kick the dead animal while aiming at the swarm a couple of feet away. And it worked! Whatever swarm that was, it devoured the huge thing in just an entire minute from every fiber of the flesh until it was only bones that were left.

While each of them was processing the freak show before them, Kidd was mesmerized by the lady in the mauve scarf that had just saved their lives. She made one hell of an entrance all right, and Kidd liked it. Kidd likes them flamboyant, has a certain air around them, and most of all; she’s got the damn face for it. But it doesn’t eliminate the fact that she brought that devil spawn in here, so Kidd dealt with that before his infatuation.

“H-hey our dinner…” Luffy pouted, shoulders dropping.

“You fucking idiots, what are you waiting for?! let’s go!” Law picked up his stuff and ran deeper into the woods. The others soon ran after him.

“First of all, why the fuck did you lead it to us, woman?!” Kidd grumbled, starting a fight with the lady amidst the life-threatening chase of the swarm on their tail. Each shuffle and crush of the leaves beneath their feet acted as a deterrent as it loosened their footing and sharpened the swarm’s perception of their location. “Second, what is that?!”

“Hey, you were in the way and I had no way of knowing that your little gang was there.” She answered with much grit and a sharp glare in her eye while dodging the curbs on her trail. “And those are Pixie Aberrants. Careful with the fairy dust they leave in their trail, it can turn you if you ingest it.”

“Pixie? I heard they’re the lowest form of Aberrants, is that monster a mutation or something?!” Law started, ducking down the large branches that obstructed his path.

“Not quite, they’re just deadly when in swarms. They pose minimal threat individually but when they increase in numbers, it’s fatal. You’ve seen it first hand.” Yvi explained while jumping over some logs and rocks that barricaded a path to a distant ruin.

“Who are you? Some kind of aberrant groupie?” Kidd snickered, bitterly laughing through his nose but followed her lead.

“Doctor Yviskos Vesalius, Chief of R&D Department of the New World.” She asserted, looking at every one in the eye. But a stone cold glance lingered on Kidd. “What about you guys?”

Yviskos is someone very friendly and gregarious, she rarely had conflicts with all types of persons but resolved them by adapting to their personality. But this particular asshole with voluminous vermillion locks sitting on his pale fucking head was getting on her nerves and she ran out of rationality to play into his goddamn game. Something about his face with that scar spanning from his temple to his neck and arms, minacious golden eyes that observed her way too much, build that overwhelmed her exponentially, and foul tongue that said more harm than good icked a particular fiber of her being in a manner she’s too embarrassed to admit.

“Luffy. Law’s the sword guy and Kidd’s the axe guy.” The youngest greeted with a bright smile, by far the most welcoming to Yvi ever since she saved their lives.

“We ain’t here to make friends nor do introductions, Luffy. Especially to little miss doctor over here who nearly got us killed.” Kidd scoffed, rolling his eyes as their trail came to a stop when no signs of the swarm were showing. Their tiny screeches were now far away and they were nowhere in sight.

“Wait, New World? As in THE community refuge?” Law cleared up, a wee bit of his interest showing with his tone.

“Yes! You seem interested?” Yvi retorted with a smile. “And for the record, I saved your ass there, Kidd.” She replied with a bitter smile, Kidd’s intimidation was invalidated as he stared her down with a glare and gritted teeth but she returned the same demeanor in a much calmer way, moreso a sweet grin.

“And if you hadn’t gone to us, no saving nor running will be happenin’ to us, aye? Thought doctors were supposed to be smart?” Kidd bent down, tilting his head in a mocking manner. His smile forming when he saw how irritated she finally was with how her irises rampantly looked at him in disbelief as she sucked in an offended breath.

“Ah, so you wanna talk smart, big guy?” Yvi measured up to his audacious behavior with an irritated simper as she cracked her knuckles and gritted her teeth.

“Okay, this is not gonna work.” Law came between the two of them, placing his sword in the middle to push Kidd away and Yvi after. “If you’ve got somewhere to be, you should go now, Yviskos. Our group plans to stay.”

Yvi composed herself with a deep sigh and said, “Unfortunately, I can’t go wherever I have to now because it’s too dark.” Yvi looked around for a possible place to stay, because she’s aware that those three will be taking dibs on the ruins.

“That’s fine, Yvi. Just come with us!” Luffy suggested like it was the most obvious and logical thing to do. The remaining three looked at him in utter disbelief.

Yvi and Kidd had one response in unison. “Hell no.”

“Luffy, that’s really sweet of you but… I’d have the worst time if I agreed to that.” Yvi laughed nervously with droopy brows. “I’d rather revisit that swarm to study it than choose that option.”

“Great. Was thinkin’ you’d have this huge ass sleeping area just outside the ruins. You’ll have the entire forest to yourself, doctor.” Kidd opened his arms with a demeaning smile, brow raised as his cockiness took over. Completely amplified by the fact that he is attracted to this beauty before him.

“Man, where have your gentleman etiquettes gone?” Yvi was displaying a spurious glee as she clapped her hands together, leaning on one foot as her hips shifted in her position. “What a sorry excuse for a man you are.” She said in a clear, aggrieved tone that caused a vein in Kidd’s temple to throb in wrenching ire.

Kidd was about to fight this woman if it weren’t for Law walking past them, “Whatever, kill each other I guess. I’m too damn sleepy.” He sighed, heading straight for the ruins as Luffy followed after him with a shrug.

Yvi and Kidd were left outside, an atmosphere of hostility and displeasure blanketed their distance.

“Whatever, by all means, I don’t give two shits wherever you go.” Kidd grumbled, heading inside as well. “I ain’t responsible if you got a cold or some damn thing.” He tsked, his expression masked by his actions of walking away. That last bit wasn’t necessary but it showed a hint of curiosity and care on the redhead’s end.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be sure to stay a mile away from you, mister jackass.” Yvi soon followed after him, heading the different direction as the trio, on the other end of the room.

They both went on their separate businesses; lighting fire, eating, cozying up, then sleeping. It was quiet and no more skirmish was prompted by either parties, a sign of fatigue and respect maybe. And in the dead of the night, all of them dozed off in the warmth of their blankets.

Only that in the middle of the night, Kidd was awoken by a lone thunderclap. He soon felt like taking a piss outside and go back to sleep. To his surprise, when he returned to the entrance, he heard a buzzing.

Bzzt! Bzzt!

Kidd looked around if it was the Pixies but no signs of them were there, it was only cicadas and that buzzing. Besides, it sounds mechanical; Kidd knew that all to well. Kidd followed the sound and it led to Yvi. He scrutinized her, damn she’s beautiful, Kidd thought to himself getting too deep into watching this complete stranger sleep. He shook his head to return to his focus and now noticed the mini walkie clinging on the end of her shirt neckline, half of it was being obstructed by her scarf. He leaned forward in an attempt to have a look at it.

“Yv-bzzt-Yvi? Do you bzzt read me?”

Kidd almost fell towards Yvi with utter surprise from the voice if it weren't for his sturdy reflex to place his hand on the wall above Yvi’s head. And now, he was leaning very close to the sleeping Yviskos. Pretty fucking questionable if someone saw this.

But Kidd was not interested in any of that, maybe a little bit for now, because he shivered at the voice on the other end of the walkie. Is it really his best friend? Is he alive? With Heat and Wire? How does Yviskos have access to them?

Kidd wanted to wake her up because he wanted all of these questions answered immediately, it’s the hope that pushed him to keep fighting. But he couldn’t, for the life of him, because he was too drawn by her tranquil face and the darling little snores she let out. As much as he wants disruption and absolute chaos, he wants the calm of this one. God, it’s been so long since Kidd had a crush. Or is it just fostered by curiosity? Because Kidd normally doesn’t give a fuck even if you’re a fucking temptation. But Yviskos wasn’t a temptation, she’s a deviation; with her patience and how she irritates him. Kidd was fascinated.

That explains a lot on why he even pursued pissing her off. Yet Yviskos played her cards in a manner that irked Kidd off more with her cute little smile. So he just went outside, kicked some rocks, and went back to sleep to relieve himself. But he made it his primary objective to ask Yviskos about it in the morning and he won’t take no for an answer, he never does.

“I was under the impression that I just stayed in the same place with you guys because it was night and I had nowhere to go. Aaah really, shall you guys know private details about me?” Yvi sighed, fanning herself in exaggeration of her response. The sunlight peeked through the huge holes of the ruins, almost as if Yvi was in the spotlight with these strangers interrogating her.

“Okay woman, you’re making this hard for the both of us. Just answer the damn question, hah? Who was that talking in your walkie?” Kidd ran his fingers through his hair, growing frustrated by the minute.

“Why do you wanna know so much? And why didn’t you wake me?! That may be the only time I caught a signal.” She huffed a pouty sigh, avoiding the question once more.

“You know what, I’ll get straight to it. Was that Killer? A blonde dude with a helmet?” Kidd had a somber tone, he wasn’t acting irritated but he was earnest. Although he felt like exploding, he is acting genuine in hopes of affirming his gut feeling. And Yvi saw it, she ought to stop playing around now that the reason Kidd really wanted to know it so bad was because he knows Killer.

And it clicked! How could she forget? The three of them had always talked about him back then but randomly stopped since they rarely see each other.

She snapped her fingers. “Ah! Eustass Kidd, huh?” A smile of clarity was evident on her face and Kidd was puzzled.

“Y-yeah, how did you-”

“Yes, that’s Killer! He, Wire, and Heat are back in the New World. They were supposed to back me up but they had another mission.” Yvi explained and immediately, Kidd had his head hung low as his eyes stung. His hand covered his eyes as he couldn’t force his tears back. “How long was it? Half a year, huh? Oh- hey,”

Yvi reached over to place a hand on Kidd’s shoulder, but he recoiled and raised his hand. “I’m gonna need a minute.” He said without looking at anyone, standing up and leaving not far from the woods.

“Hey, Kidd!” Yvi called out and Kidd stopped on his tracks. “Wanna hold onto the walkie in case a signal comes on?” She waved the walkie, the other nodded and raised his hand to catch it when Yvi threw it his way.

“So he could cry.” Luffy nodded, rubbing his chin. “I wonder if my gang’s there.“ He traced the soil beneath his feet with a lone stick.

“There’s a high chance there is. Mind giving me a name? Maybe I know them.” Yviskos’ tone was sincere, she really wanted to help.

“Zoro, Nami, Sanji, and Usopp.”

“Their names are really familiar, though. But it’s not ringing any bell.” Yvi rubbed her temples to remember. She had no luck, she’s always cooped up in the lab and would only see the streets when coming and leaving work.

“Maybe you know mine? Bepo, Penguin, and Shachi.” Law started, his tone a bit aloof but you can hear the hope it carries.

“Hm, I don’t wanna get your hopes up but, they might be in the maintenance department that I work at.” Law’s demeanor changed, lowering his hat when his breath hitched.

“What do you guys say we head over there? Or maybe you guys have some other route-”

“I’m in.” Law and Luffy said in unison, their tone desperate. “Don’t know about grumpy over there, but it’s likely he feels the same.” Law added, standing up to find where the redhead was.

Kidd was sitting at the back part of the ruins, he sat on the cold tiles littered with dead leaves. He clutched the walkie firmly, near his chest. He had hoped, though almost impossible, that Killer would speak again. It’s been six months since he had heard from them. He grew up with them, lived all his life with them, gone through the apocalypse with them, and now that their absence has taken a huge chunk out of him, hearing Killer’s voice was a major tug at his heart.

“Hey” Yvi started, standing at the far side of the ruins by the entrance. One foot was shifted to prop her up while the wall supported her weight as she crossed her arms. “We’ve decided to head onto New World. You coming?”

Kidd stood up to fix up the axe strap on his chest as he readied himself to face her, his other hand clutching the walkie. “Damn right I will.” He said with curled lips, his tears long gone. He tossed the walkie back to her, catching her off guard. Yvi fumbled over it before having a stable hold, glaring at the taller. “You can have it back. I don’t need it.”

Kidd walked past her and that’s when Yvi saw the tender little smile on his lips. It was like time slowed down when Yvi looked up to see his expression, it was soft and Yviskos wanted to see more of it.

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hi hi!! hope you're doing well 🫶🏻 i've been absolutely eating up all the fics you've released for the past few weeks, they're INCREDIBLE.

also i just wanted to share this random thought i have about kid where he would stay far FAR away from you when you're sick because he didn't want to get sick too and just let killer do all the work to take care of your sickness while he just stand on the doorway watching like🧍🏻 but then you wake up in the middle of the night and found him all snuggled up on your side because apparently he got too lonely the whole day and just decided to give up and climb on to the bed to sleep next to you 😫 UGH i love him sm

so sorry if this is super random i just couldn't get it out of my HEAD😭

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haiii 🌱 thank you always for your support! it means the whole world to me that someone loves my works this much <3 your asks always make my day🥰

AWWWW that made me smile so much it's crazy 😫 imagine finding that hulking man awkwardly standing far by the door it's too adorable istg. restratining himself so much with that scowl in his face but all is inside him is how he feels bad for you and wished he could do something about that damn sickness. ughh i imagine him to be all quiet and alone the rest of the day bc kil's taking care of you and you're gone so who's he gonna be with, right? big ol' captain all alone started exploring the damn ship 🤣 he gon start talking to the rookies he ain't been talking to before. imagine their scared ass when kidd comes and asks them what they be doin, the fear i swear LMAO. so when night comes and he couldn't take it anymore, he'd just snuggle up gOD :3

but i imagined it differently, he'd be like that at the first but soon grumble at killer and say kil's doing it wrong and he'll show kil how it's done 🥺. in the first time he did that, you'd tell him to wear a mask, but he'll say "that fever ain't so great like i am, who the hell you think i am? i ain't getting infected, baby. now shut it and rest up, so you can get all better. 's all lonely without your cute ass buggin' me." 🫶 so you two end up getting sick. big man ain't so strong now huh JASDHAHA

and hey, don't worry about the randomness. i love itttt <3 let's be delulu together 🫣

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KIDD; wedding headcanons

warning/s: partial nsfw but no occurrence of the actual thing, super fluff i died and alived

i'll fix the formatting lateeeerr >:) red ones are individual bullets while white ones are subheadings of the previous red one (hope that makes sense)

* when you bring the question to him he'll be like:

* "me? you wanna marry me?" he'd point to himself.

* "yes, silly! who else?!"

* "i-i mean," he'll instantly become red and start fumbling over his words. "i-i was supposed to pop the damn question out..."

* you best bet it'll be a full blown steampunk wedding! he'd want it to be in the victoria but it's also fine with him if you'd want a beach or garden wedding so long as the theme stays. this i what i think he'll be wearing, the aesthetic of the event, and what your gown'll be.

* during preparations, he'd mostly leave it up to you so long as you follow his color palette: red and blacks. but when it comes to foods, he'd be keen on having an attendance while you taste test and choose out stuff.

his and your fits

* before your wedding day, he'd be soooo anxious. i have this thought that when you two are individually out on your bachelor/ette parties, he'd be calling you by the end of it just cuz he can't sleep.

* "it's pretty late, kidd. did your party just finished?"

* "yeah, every one's knocked out of their damn minds. and apparently, i can't fuckin' sleep."

* "hmm, nervous?"

* "like the fuck i am." he'd try to deny it but eventually give in. "i wanna see you before i sleep."

* "but you know the superstition-"

* "fuck that shi-"

* "no! i don't want any bad luck!"

* "luck? baby, we defy all odds, don't we?"

* he'd insist but you'll also insist. so he just settled on an overnight call where you two slept in.

* during the wedding day, you two'll be tired as fuck because the only sleep you guys got was 2-3 hours because of talking and comforting each other until 5 😭. while getting ready, kidd will be more impatient and irritated than usual. but it's just due to the combination of weariness and anxiety. mostly anxiety. he never felt this anxious when it comes to you, he'd always be confident about how you two felt about each other. but right now, all he thinks if he's sure or not. if you're sure with him. eustass kidd never doubts, but he feels so deeply for you he'd never want to hurt you and that brings him to a wall. the people involve with him that day had a hard time working with him because his attitude is extraaa mean 😔

* but when he sees you at the end of the aisle as you donned a dress that looked way too good on you it was insane to him, all his worries left his body through a tear that cascaded down his eye.

* "you crying?" killer nudged kidd, noticing the taller to reach over his breast pocket to fish out the hanky.

* "shut up, you ain't the one doing the marryin'."

* i imagine his vows to reflect the kind of person he is, passionate and brute about it. he'll be soooo poetic it'd surprise you.

* "where do i even start fuck-" you'd giggle along with the audience. "i do lotsa damn declarations but this is makin' me shy, jeez."

* "name," he'd sheepishly look at you. "you are my dream and i honestly curse the seas that i'd only found you nos and not at the time i needed you the most. and now i, for the life of me, can't imagine how i'd live without you."

* "i, eustass kid, will put hands on anyone who mess with my wife, if those fuckers think they're so big, well so am i, aye?! if she cries i'll cry with her, and trust me when i say i will kill any bastard who dares do her wrong, because that's my wife, they better not look at her cuz she's taken, she's mine. got it?"

* "you've learned to love me, an insufferable asshole, in ways i never thought possible. you've seen the worst and the best, the weak and the strong, the ugly and somehow the pretty in me. you make me a better man."

* "you conquered all my fears, seized my pride, and built my strength. you are the reason i became the way i am today. you crawled your way in 'ere and took control over my heart, you little monster."

* "from the start, i haven't exactly been kind to you. i mean, i've been rude, and disrespectful; but you grew on me, you were patient and measured up to my irritated ass... so much that I don't know what happened, you really snuck up on me... so may you forgive me my past dumb mistakes. because even if I am stupid and mean, and I may not show my love properly, I love you and will do anything to give you what you fuckin' deserve. you know that."

* "name is a great woman, one who stands and always fights for what she wants, and I want the honor of being your husband. we'll conquer anything, yeah?"

* "okay i'm very fucking embrassed now so i'll just come out and say it... I need to marry you, not because I love you, not because I like you, but because I have to to... yeah, I said it, I don't like you or love you, i need you in my fucking life."

* man he'd end up crying while saying them. but his voice wouldn't waver, it's eustass kidd come ooooon

* he'd be dramatic and give you the bridal kiss where you kind of hang mid air and he supports your back.

* reception would be firrrreee it'd be an absolute rave! you'd have your wedding dress be modified where you can discard the tulle or some shit to make the dress shorter.

* your guests and dearest friends each made a speech about your craziness with each other

* "kidd was so damn insane for this girl. one time, he asked me if he should get her an otter or dung beetle as a christmas present. bro doesn't even celebrate christmas until she came along!"

* "kidd stood out as one of name's partners, he was the first jackass she fell for that was actually a keeper."

* "i'm telling you, kidd became so self-conscious when he met name! he started worrying if his lipstick was the right shade or if his eyeliner looked neat!"

* "what confuses me was whenever they talked to me about each other, the word 'i hate' always comes first and them being whipped follows after. it was annoying."

* drinking games come after, trivias about the couple and between you two after. and as expected, it was competitive because neither of you wanted to lose and give way 🤣. kidd as a man, will never go easy and let you win tho. he respects you like that.

* but what prompted me to make this hc is the wedding garter tradition 🫦. this will be his favorite part. he'd be very extra tho,

* he'll take off his suit jacket and roll up his sleeves when you two are in front for the act.

* he'd maintain reaaaally strong eye contact and will be feeling himself while you burn red and start fanning yourself from laughing or actually feeling flustered under his gaze.

* he'd get under your dress, have a long whiff of that 🐱 and his breath'll tickle you bc he nasty like that, lick your thigh a little, give the flesh on your hips a squeeze, and drag the garter off with his teeth very very languidly

* he'll be very pouty when it's time to give it to the bestman tho

* then the actual rave comesss! blasting music and lights at the victoria, it didn't seem like a wedding reception. but you and kidd were in the center of it all, dancing with each other the same way you two met in a bar.

* "wanna get out of here?" he whispered with his hands on your hips, bending down to your ear due to the deafening beats.

* "hmm, ain't this familiar?" you giggled.

* "aye. this is the part where you come with me and we kiss at the back."

* "eh? that's different from what i remember. your mean ass was angry at me for stepping on your shoe." you poked at his nose while he laughed subtly.

* "shh shh, we both know how bad that ended. bar got fucked up real good." you two broke out in laughter, reminiscing at old times.

* kidd would inevitably drag you to his quarters, man's hungrryyyyy

* he'd be so desperate to take off your clothes, with how beautiful you look today and how he was deprived of you for a couple of nights

* you'd leave the deck making out, walkign sideways, backwards, u name it

* "it'd be pretty weird if the bride and groom's gone on their reception, right?" you broke out of the kiss.

* "and we don't give a shit about it, don't we?" he'd grin, tugging at your lips

* aaaand stuff thst happens in the honeymoon happened 😏

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Coorie doon, Coorie doon, Coorie Doon, my darling, Coorie doon the day. Coorie doon, Coorie doon, Coorie Doon, my darling, Coorie doon the day.

Lie doon, my dear, and in your ear, To help you close your eye, I'll sing a song, a slumber song, A miner's lullaby.

In a chase with the undead, Kidd shuffled through the decaying building as a small horde of the infected hunted his trail. He switched between corners, trying to lose those on his tail while scanning the building for anything useful. It was a rundown mall and he was a floor closer to the rooftop. The damaged speaker from a music stall was loudly playing a spooky lullaby that irritated Kidd more than it scared him.

Your daddy's doon the mine, my darling, Doon in the Curbly Main, Your daddy's howkin' coal, my darling, For his ain wee wean.

“Thought lullabies were supposed to sound calmin’, shit’s a goddamn cult hymn.” Kidd fished a molotov from his satchel which was latched on his thigh and threw it at where the mindless infected were after igniting it. The group was too big to be left alone and he had nowhere else to go but here and the floor on top.

Your daddy coories doon, my darling, Doon in a three foot seam, So you can coorie doon my darling, Coorie doon and dream.

After kicking the radio that played the lullaby in an aggressive manner to shut it up, Kidd scurried across the building to head to the gun shops nearby. Just when he was about to open the metal gate obscuring the entrance of the shop, a loud shriek resounded in his vicinity. The impact made him kneel from the sheer pain in his ears that shot up his head.

It was ringing in his ears, all he did was run far away wherever his legs carried him. To find a place where there was cover, to find any means to distance himself as the pain slowly tore in every fiber of his being. If it weren’t for the hastening of the infected that darted across the mall, he wouldn’t have come back to his senses. It was peculiar to him that they didn’t even bat an eye at him despite his openness.

After waiting out a whole minute, the silence was too deafening when the shriek dissipated. The first thing Kidd did was run to the rooftop to inspect whatever freak show was happening. He immediately thought about his friends, if they were affected.

A thunder of fear electrified his being when he saw the daunting horde that had gathered a few miles away from the building he was in. Moreso the hideous creature that stood at the center of it all. It mimicked that of a human which made his skin crawl.

“How the fuck do I make my way back then?!” Kidd kicked at the residual stones of the pavement he stood on. Going down the building to try and find another exit.

When he descended down the stairs, he thanked the gods that he didn’t flinch and went straight down because there was a kikoku placed precariously on his throat. The thin blade grazing his skin lightly, one move and he’ll fucking die.

“Told you it was a human!” A young man who donned a red shirt, denim shorts, a funky looking straw hat, and flip flops greeted him with his arms reaching out towards the ceiling. “Yo!” His fine but messy raven hair bounced with his gesture as he extended his hand to him in a peace sign.

“That’s a unique way of greeting someone, hah?!” Kidd growled, teeth grinding against each other as he referred to the sword on his throat. The audacity of this punk to smile at him while he’s at the mercy of a big fucking sword. Oh, these punks pissed him off.

“Relax. We didn’t wanna associate ourselves with you either.” The man revealed himself as a tall, lean fellow that donned a dark coat, denim spotted pants, boot heels that clacked with each step, and a spotted fur hat atop his head. His tattoos were prominent and raised Kidd’s sense of security as he judged him as someone who’s nothing but trouble. “We thought you were an infected. If you feel the same way and want nothing to do with us, we can all forget about this.” He turned his heel and started walking away.

The man in tattoos sheathed his colossal sword and rested it on his shoulder while his other hand buried itself in his jean pockets. The smaller one had his arms crossed behind his head and started following after the taller. “See ya.” The one in red farewelled.

“Oi.” Kidd called out lowly, his deep voice rang with nothing but peril. “Think you punks can just walk away from this situation? You almost killed me!” He barked, stepping down the stairs to chase after them. His towering figure loomed over them and they stopped in their tracks. “I know one way to settle this.” Kidd’s tone invited skirmish and trouble, his hands were settled on the stem of his double-headed axe holstered on his back.

“I wouldn’t recommend that.” The tattooed asshole calmly retorted, the once resting kikoku on his shoulder was now gradually unsheathing at the redhead’s gesture.

In a weird course of events, the three of them were now in an intense back and forth battle to see who’d fold first. A completely unprovoked combat by the other party that was all stirred up by Kidd, a completely him thing to do. Each one would not dare to back down as they showed their might to one another.

The straw hat lad was a martial arts fighter, Kidd was on a sticky end with these two tag-teaming him. But it was no problem, Kidd was so strong and vicious enough that the two struggled.

“Nice, Jaggy! Your axe is cool!” The straw hat boy mused at his weapon while lunging strong punches, the air that came with it can almost cut. “Come with us!”

“You can’t just invite someone, Straw Hat-ya! There’s no us! You dragged me into this!” The tattooed man was dodging Kidd’s swings while berating the younger one who was keen on convincing the redhead. “Especially someone like him, you’re already insufferable enough.”

“So you chose death, aye?!” Kidd grew more feral and his attacks were sharper, more direct at the older male. “I ain’t joining your skimpy gang, got men of my own.”

As the tattooed man retaliated, swinging his sword to parry Kidd’s axe. He raised a brow with a grin, “men? What men? You’re all alone.”

“Fuckin’ lost them, bonehead!” Kidd’s block forced the tattooed man into the other side of the room. His distress was evident and the other realized he touched onto something sensitive.

“So that’s your weak point.” The tattooed guy fixed up his hat as he picked himself up. “Forget this, let’s go our intended ways. I’ve got no time to waste on you.” He dismissed, fixing up himself. He continued walking away while the straw hat boy followed after his tail.

“Hey, Jaggy!” The straw hat idiot called out, “I ain’t changing my mind about that offer! You’re pretty cool and I want ya!” He grinned wide and it pissed Kidd off, what’s he so fuckin’ happy about?!

“No thanks, not third-wheeling whatever freakshow you two got going on.” Kidd teased, raising his palm in refusal.

The tattooed guy shivered in his tracks, stopping immediately to plan and beat Kidd’s ass. “On second thought, maybe I should’ve killed you.” He growled, unsheathing his kikoku again.

“Oh, yeah. That’s what I’m talking about.” Kidd licked his lips, grinning ear to ear.

Kidd was brutal. He always picked fights because he was stubborn and forward, even before the apocalypse started. And by that, he always got into fights. So those skills paid off during the apocalypse. He used to do underground boxing so he’s pretty good with hand-to-hand combat. But his weapon of choice was one he developed himself, he’s pretty geek about tinkering and making stuff. As a former mechanic, he’d always have new things in his arsenal. And in this case, weapons are what he always developed.

As the fight went on and each of them tired themselves out, their swings became pretty pathetic and they opted to stop. They are now all on the floor, catching their breath. “So you guys are fuckin’ idiots too, I take it?” Kidd chugged on his water after muttering his remark with pants.

“Spoken from a true dumbass himself.” The man with tattoos replied with the same fatigue.

“So you're still up with that offer?” The straw hat boy persisted, earning looks of annoyance from the two. “What? I still welcome you.”

“We got separated from our group too.” The man with tattoos started. “That’s Luffy, I’m Law.”

“Kidd.”

“Luffy here used himself as bait to lure the infected out from his group and I was in the same place he ended up in. But my group had to run away because a horde was chasing them and I was too far to catch up.”

“Trauma dumping, huh?”

“Can you fucking listen and let me finish?” The tattooed man asserted, his tone somber.

“Didn’t ask for your life story, but o-fucking-kay.” Kidd rolled his eyes, his foul mouth always got him somewhere violent. But they were all too tired to instigate something.

“But they’re both headed to the same place. That’s why I partnered up with this idiot.” He gestured to the straw hat who was checking out the mall shops eagerly. “Ever heard of New World?”

“Saw it on some streets but shit seems like a damn bait.” He tsked, his forearm stretched out and was supported by his knee.

“There’s no way of knowing for sure. I suspect your crew is heading there too, it’s the only refuge here in Scotland.” He claimed, and Kidd was making sense of it too. “The only reasonable way to meet up again is to go there. Unless you guys got some walkies.”

“Looters got the best of us.” Kidd retorted. “Then fine, count me in your pathetic, little group.”

“Really?! I knew you’d agree! We’re gonna have so much fun!” Luffy laughed, asking for a high five with the red head.

“Yeah. Fucking totally.” He gave Luffy a hard punch in the shoulder, laughing silently at how the smaller whined.

“Alright, comrades! Let’s head out!” Crows littered the air as they exited the building on the other side, a flock spreading on the sky with the sudden disturbance. The moon was bright and foreboding, and the thought of Kidd’s comrades stayed at the back of his mind. Worried as it maddened him to an extent where he had to pair up with these idiot strangers.

“Not comrades.” Both Kidd and Law replied in unison, monotoned and irritated.

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Can ye no hush yer weepin'?

A' the wee lambs are sleepin'.

Birdies are nestin', nestin' the gether,

Dream Angus is hirpin' O'er the Heather

Year 3001, zombies have plagued the stretch of the planet humans used to call home. Sleepless nights sung by the snarls of the insatiable undead. Roads painted with ravened blood and rotting guts. Oceans polluted with corpses and hordes of infected humans and animals.

Dreams tae sell, fine dreams tae sell,

Angus is here wi' dreams tae sell.

Hush noo my bairnie, and sleep without fear,

Dream Angus will bring you a dream, my dear.

It had been three months since the outbreak, the first months were the fastest decline in the human population ever since the second world war. As of now, 40% of humanity had miraculously survived. The virus was a parasite that swiftly proliferated across the globe, one bite and it would all be over. The infected transformed into an absurdly starved creature with cloudy eyes and moldy skin, almost rotting. Devoid of any sentience, most of the infected maintained an appearance similar to their human ones except from the beings that transgressed into an unfathomable ferocity that wreaked havoc tenfold of hordes, or the Aberrants.

Hark noo the curlews cryin'-o

Faint the echoes dyin'-o.

A' the wee birds are noo lyin' sleepin',

But my bonnie bairnie's weepin', weepin'.

The Aberrants are the infected that transgressed mindlessness and have returned to their sentient form with a burning need to terrorize and persecute the human race. A true form of absolute danger with varying appearances and omnipotent abilities. One would shiver and opt to stay the absolute fuck away from these lifeforms of evil, but not Yviskos.

The lullaby faintly resounded from a lone music box in an abandoned store Yvi was just passing by. She did a double take and walked a few steps back to observe the spinning ballerina in a small, pink music box adorned with ribbons. It wasn’t too loud to attract the undead nor was it too quiet to be unheard.

The moon was bright and mystical, dark clouds were sparsely passing by the gleam of the celestial body. Crows were rancorous but the silence of the fearsome night was evident. The roads were damp from the previous pour and the petrichor was pungent, an effective tool to mask one’s scent. The interruption of the soft jingles of the music box was akin to the single drop on a window of the shop, cascading sadly.

It wasn’t long before her attention was nicked by an unknown yet fearsome shriek. A noise of terror shattered the glass of the store beside here and the cars that surrounded the vicinity. It was of a woman’s and it was not melodious, it was nothing but an object of fright.

Yvi noticed a bizarre event unfolding before her, the infected in her perimeter had stopped right in their tracks for a moment before swiftly running towards a certain direction in the south of her position. Some of them have even walked past her in an odd manner, as if the ear-splitting yell was calling out to them.

Now, Yvi was no infected but she HAD to follow them, it’s more of a need than a want in her concerning case. So she carried her feet lightly and ran at the focal point of the scream where it sounded the clearest.

There stood at the center of it all was a deviant-looking creature, inhuman and powerful. It manifested the appearance of a woman despite its inhuman nature, its red eyes were glowing and its mouth full of spiky teeth were widely open as it bellowed out a scream Yvi could clearly hear amidst her earplugs.

It was akin to a creature familiar to Yvi, a similar if not the same being that mirrored the shrieking the Aberrant was doing several feet away from her. It was the Banshee. Similar in a way that brings death upon sight; as the bodies that were still evident to be alive not too long ago from their normal complexion and clean clothes now lie before the creature even in the absence of zombies. Not until a massive horde colonized the highway, Yvi had to enter a building to hide.

She entered the building with much caution and less fright. Amid her eccentric nature brought by genuine curiosity, Yvi was a smart fighter due to the fact that she had to fend for herself for the entirety of the plague. Unfortunately, she was the only survivor out of her colleagues back in the lab.

It was an establishment that seemed to be a rundown convenience store judging from the blinking lights of the refrigerators in the far back. Most of the shelves were empty and what was left were women’s hygiene and diapers. This place had been ransacked clean of the food and beverages.

Yvi was meticulously inspecting the shelves in hopes of finding anything useful to help her on her journey. She was interrupted by the shuffling of soles on the dark, far corner where a closet room was settled. Yvi opted to leave it alone and move to the next building as it may be an infected and she wouldn’t risk making a ruckus with a horde a couple of feet away from her. Just as the shrieking had stopped, bile rose up her throat when the door flew open; literally, the hinges trajected to her direction she had to dodge.

“I thought we would be less problematic without Kidd and now you two want to replace him?” A tan, burly blond who donned a blue shirt and a helmet obscuring his face emerged from the dark room that now had no door. He was irritated but he maintained a calm voice and tacit composure.

“Heat was rubbin’ on me, what am I supposed to do?!” An awfully tall and lean man had to duck quite low to fit by the door so he could be seen, he had olive skin and straight, brown hair whose bangs had extended into two spikes at the middle of his head.

“Says the one who kept squeezing the shit out of the three of us because you’re huge as fuck!” Another exited the dark, cramped room with the same ire the previous ones held. He had wavy, arctic hair, pale complexion, and stitches all over his body.

When completely basing off their demeanor and appearance, they spell one word: danger. Yvi was hiding the entire time as the tall shelves obscured her, but of course, her dumbass knocked over some bottles and they rolled right by their feet. The menacing silence as one pet bottle had stopped their conversation when their eyes trailed to the point where it came from.

“A rat?”

“More like an infected.”

Yvi was hiding for her dear fucking life, she didn’t know she’d be killed by the fellow living in a world populated by the undead. She heard their impending footsteps approach her, slow but foreboding. Once they came face to face with her, she immediately threw her hands in the air as a sign of surrender as she shut her eyes awaiting her fate.

Hidden behind the shelves was a woman who donned a red sleeveless top which flaunted her toned, tawny stomach paired with cargo pants which carried belts with pouches and small sharp objects. She had long, black hair that cascaded down her figure in a silky manner and bangs that sparsely covered her forehead. Her dusty mauve scarf was loosely wrapped around her neck and its ends ran down until the floor. A beauty mark underneath the corner of her right eye. Piercing blue eyes held no ill intent as each looked at them with genuine hope and fear, as she raised her arm to beg for her life. Her fists were wrapped in thick, white bandages; it seemed more than a guard than a dressing for a wound.

“I’m alive!” She blurted out while falling to the floor under the men’s mercy.

A sigh of relief escaped one of them, the arctic haired. “Jeeeesus, I thought we had one of those crazies in here.” He followed after.

“My guess is you’re hiding from the freakshow out there, huh?” The blond shifted Yvi’s attention to him, a gentle voice as he lowered down his hand scythes.

“Yeah. It was a desperate escape.” She tried easing the atmosphere, laughing awkwardly. “I-I assume we’re cool now and not gonna kill each other?” Yvi smiled nervously, picking herself up.

“That depends.” While both of them put their weapon down, the brunette seemed to still suspect her. “If you’re up to somethin’ funny we might as well do.”

“Wire, give it a rest.” The blond spoke up, raising his hand to lower the brunette’s weapon. “Name’s Killer, this is Heat and this is Wire.” He pointed to his right on the former and to his left on the latter.

“Yviskos.” You smiled.

“Well, we’ll be on our way when that freakshow stops. Take care out here.” He gave her shoulder a little brush before turning their back away.

A sigh of relief escaped Yvi, Killer’s benevolence really saved her there. It made her think of clinging onto this group to save herself because they seem to have held themselves off pretty good up until now. Yvi can handle on her own but it’s always nice to have new sets of heads to survive.

“H-hey, I… Do you guys have a particular destination in mind?” You instigated, hoping they’d answer as they showed no interest in her business.

Killer turned around to face Yvi. “Not really, someone got separated from us and unfortunately, he was our leader. So we’re trying to find our way back to him. Aside from that, we’re pretty damn lost.” He rubbed on the back of his neck and that’s when she saw the marks on his left arm, but she didn’t dare to ask. “Why are you asking?”

“Ah, it’s nothing. I’m pretty lost too.” She chuckled bitterly after. “Only that I was the only one alive between my colleagues and I’ve been alone for the entirety of the plague. You were the first humans I’ve ever encountered since then.”

“That’s…impressive.” Wire praised. “You were the first human to not kill us when you met us, that's for sure in our case.” He followed after, laughing sardonically.

“You wanna come with us?” Heat addressed the elephant in the room, it was very obvious between the four of them that it’s a topic to be discussed. All of them looked at him funny. “W-what?! I mean, we have this camaraderie right off the bat. And she’s- would you men leave her alone especially in this era?” He shrugged his shoulders.

Killer sighed, he does have a point. It’s in the back of his head that if they left her, it’d haunt him that they didn’t do anything to save her from the imminent brutality. “I don’t see the reason why you should and shouldn’t join us…but Kidd wouldn’t be pleased if we decided on this.” Killer rubbed his chin. “Don’t get me wrong, Yviskos. I have nothing against you. It’s just… our group had been on our own since the plague started. And our leader is gone so…”

“Hey, it’s fine.” Yvi reassuringly brushed on his shoulders. “Don’t worry about me, I’m pretty strong, okay? And I don’t wanna be a stick in the mud between your group, so it’s fine. Let’s just see where your conscience gets you if you leave me-”

“Oh my God, duck!” Yvi interrupted her own sentence, the men read her expression as her eyes held panic, suspecting that an infected was behind them. So they followed as she said.

Yviskos abruptly moved to roundhouse kick the infected that loomed behind each of them, their bodies soon got thrown across the room from her impact. She was the only one who noticed it since everyone was facing her and had their backs turned from the window.

“So that’s how she fights,” Heat nodded, his fist hit his open palm together as if he had an epiphany.

“At this point, I want you in our gang.” Wire broke out in laughter as they stood back up and saw the mangled infected at the corner. “We would’ve been zombie food if it weren’t for you.”

Killer heard that last bit of her sentence pretty well even if she didn’t finish it. It was guilt-tripping him and eating at him and he knows it’s true. He’s just worried about what Kidd would think and what he would say to him when he just decided to add someone in their group. But it was a debt of gratitude and as a man, he had to repay it.

“For the meantime, you can join us because we owe you one.” Killer said, firmly crossing his arms. He didn’t miss how a wide smile tugged across her lips. “But the second you cause problems, you’re out.” He approached her in a demeaning manner, his size threatening her security.

“Sounds like a plan.” Yvi picked her stuff up and followed after them, leaving the premises of the dilapidated building. The lot passed by the aftermath the Banshee zombie had cost, the once fresh bodies that Yvi saw earlier were now infested with hordes of infected. The group all took it as a chance to leave the highway as fast as possible. But the Banshee zombie was not in sight.

“What was that thing?” Heat asked with utter disgust as he referred to the creature earlier. “It gathered that horde, didn’t it?”

“Yeah, its shrieking lasted a whole thirty seconds.” Killer answered, looking at Yvi after.

“Almost like a Banshee, yeah? I take it that as Scots you’re very familiar with it?” Yvi each looked at them as a sign of clarity dawned on their face. “It even looked like one. If I hadn’t put my earplugs on, I’d have no hearing by now at how close I was back there. Last I saw it was back in Mull, never thought there’s another here in Glasgow. Aberrants like that may evolve to something greater if they stay alive for long.”

“That’s freaky as hell.” Wire retorted, shivering at the thought. “How’d you know so much?”

“I encountered her before. And I’m also a biologist, well was.” Yvi shrugged, chuckling at that last bit. “I’ve been keeping track of Aberrants as a precaution and … a hobby. That profession ain’t mattering now, I’ll at least use what I know about species to make do.”

“It’s bizarre that you make that a hobby but… Yeah, we definitely need a brain in this group.” Killer bitterly chuckled, nudging her a little.

The group had passed by the highway and was now heading north to find shelter, since the entire north was the connection of the earlier highway. They thought that maybe they’d stumble upon another town. Only that along the way, they found a sign that pointed to an alleged community where human life exists and hoped to exist.

“New World?” Yvi read the wonky looking sign with a puzzling tone. It was a wooden board that seemed to be spray painted with black ink, an amateur work with botched handwriting. The group was bent down near the board that stood on the floor to inspect it closely.

“How are we sure this isn’t bait?” Killer inspected, reading the other contents of the sign. There were arrow signs across the road that pointed to a certain direction where a batch of trees obscured a huge wall that stretched across the span of wherever the eyes could see.

“I’ve seen this before but I didn’t bother checking it.” Yviskos stood straight, surveying the surroundings to check more signs. “You guys can fight, right?” Yvi looked at them. “Heat’s got a machete, Wire got a sword, and Killer has some scythes. Unless you’re bad fighters?”

“We can fight alright, wanna test it out?” Heat bent down to a fighting stance, taunting Yvi.

“You wouldn’t wanna do that if you don’t wanna be like the zombies earlier.” Wire interrupted. “We can fight, Yvi. But if it’s a whole community we’re fucking toast! Especially if Kidd ain’t here.” He flung his arms around to emphasize his statement.

“I keep hearing about this Kidd, what happened to him?”

“There’s originally four of us and we’ve mentioned he was our leader, decisions boiled down to him. He was the most skilled when it comes to fighting but he ain’t the smartest in judging situations.” Killer started, continuing on walking along the vicinity. “We got separated because he was surveying weapons and we were out to get food. We haven’t found our way back to him ever since the Banshee Aberrant.”

“You think he’d be the type to go to communities?” Yvi suggested, thinking he might be in this New World.

“God, no.” Heat snickered, “If we’re out of the picture, he’s a solitary motherfucker. Even before all this, he refuses to work in groups.”

“Sounds like a pain in the ass.” Yviskos blew air, “So, what plan are you guys thinking? Wanna check the New World out?”

They all looked at each other, waiting for others to answer. “We can always leave if it ain’t legit.” Wire blurted out. “We can judge it from a mile away, right?”

“Yeah! We need some restocks anyway.” Yvi motioned for her empty water bottle, shaking it open to show that it’s thirsting of water.

“Then it’s decided, we’ll head to the New World.” Killer led the way, following the arrows across the roads. Killer having no assurance whether Kidd was alive or not, slowly ate away at him.

intro w/ chapter list | next -> ch. #1.2-loguetown

i won't be providing any summaries bc i want it to be a surprise ><

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The Beginning of the End

PREFACE

A plague has now weaved its way through civilization. This is a story that took place in the mystical town of Scotland where Aberrants take after the mythical creatures derived from legends of the land. In the world of the dead, a tale of romance may unfold between the living.

Yviskos Vesalius strives to find all the zombie variants. On her way to do so, she stumbles upon Eustass Kidd who’s on a mission to return to his group. In the grim aftermath of a devastating plague, Yviskos and Kidd found themselves navigating the treacherous remains of civilization with Law and Luffy, their paths converging in a world overrun by the undead as they discover the Aberrants that parasitize humanity. Drawn together by a shared sense of curiosity, Yviskos and Kidd find themselves growing closer with each passing day, their bond deepening amidst the ever-present threat of danger. In a world where survival is paramount and love seems like a distant dream, they discover that sometimes, the most unexpected connections can blossom into something warm.

CHARACTERS

from left to right: character in combat, character in default outfit/stance, character in prev/current job

CHAPTERS

#1.1-LOGUETOWN | #1.2-LOGUETOWN | #2-SKYPEIA | #3-FLORIAN TRIANGLE | succeeding chapters are TBA

AO3

okay, i've planned everything in this story. the outline and romance progression, all i need to do is execute it >:). that's what i lacked in my first oc (i'm so sorry margaret my baby). i hope my enthusiasm stays and i finish this with you guys. i have already written chapters until #4.1 but chapter 1.1 and 1.2 are the only ones ready to be published TT.

regarding the drawing representations, i plan to color thoseeee someday HAHDHDSABHA LMAO but i really do /srs. this is just a reference for you guys. i just want to give something to you guys since i was absent and inactive for so long.

i've been wanting to flesh out a zombie apocalypse au for so longgg i'm so happy to be incorporating this wish to my craziness for kidd <3 but that's basically the point of this story HDASJAJASJ just wanna write sumn for kidd in a zombie apocalypse soooo if there's anything sloppy here pls be gentle i welcome criticisms and appreciations <3

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matchadobo · 1 month

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hellooo my bbs c:< still alive ACK

for those wondering, i have not forgot/abandoned this account AHSHASHA i've just been so busy with school that's why i haven't been able to flesh somethin out. same old same old </3

buuttt! great news! i'm working on something BEEG, i'm planning a full fledged fic with kidd and i'm very excited to release it. i created another oc for this universe, yes i know i abandoned my previous oc but that's bc i ran out of ideas for her TT. it has more worldbuilding and it's chapter-based. i did A LOT of planning for the events and idk when i wanna release it, i just hope i don't grow out of it AJAJADSADHASJ :,)

u can look forward to it bbs <3 sorry for the absenceeee i won't be spoiling anything for huge now. but ok, maybe one word: undead uWWOOOOGHHH

#cha rambles

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matchadobo · 2 months

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thinking about a modern au kidd fic where he brings you to scotland, his homeland, and he introduces you to his big ass family 🥺❤️ bc my knowledge of scottish families come from brave and i know next to nothing about the country😭

and the other half is kidd taking you to nostalgic places in scotland, showing you around and bonding with his family. just imagine how cute that would be 🥰 he'll tell you all about where and how he grew up. seeing his house and his old room 🫶 looking theough their family photos and watching him grow up 🥺 his family teaching you customs

you know i'd do that... but i don't wanna be offensive or get the wrong info about scotland especially the customs/tradition part. and the dialogues and slangs, gooooood 💀 natives woulda cook somethin betterrrr 🙈🙇‍♀️

pls i've been thining about makin it for so loooong but maybe i'm just too lazy or somethin 🫥

#cha rambles #eustass kid #eustass kidd #eustass kid x reader #eustass kidd x reader

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matchadobo · 2 months

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not an hc ✌️🥺

but uwaaaah pestering y'all again with my art acc 🥺

if i could take a litttttle bit of your time in having a look and/or giving me support! here is my attempt on fem kidd my baby munchkin pop 🫶 i'm really happy with how it turned out and i'm very proud of it 🌷 just wanna share my creation with my fellow kidd cultmates 🙇‍♀️❤️

fem eustass captain kidd 🧲🌷

i finally got to draw my wife, my hubby, my mommy, my daddy, my babygirl, the father of my kids, my gumdrop, my cream puff, my loml

next time, i'll focus on the weapon showcase 🧲

#eustass kidd #art #cha rambles

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matchadobo · 2 months

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KIDD; hockey player kidd x figure skater reader

summary: title says it all

warning/s: none, very fluff, gn reader

* thinking about hockey player kidd who's been exceling since high school as that athlete kid and figure skater name that was also unstoppable in ice.

* kidd is an absolute monster at the rink, as aggressive as hockey players are; kidd was perfectly suited to this. the team's ace and is totally the most jackass member; nobody can say shit about it because he carries the team. he's a good team captain but not a good senpai, he'd enjoy making the rookies suffer and would entirely destroy them at initiation, he says it'll only make them stronger

* just imagine kidd in a jersey 😩 that big angry man who's as pale as snow with his fiery red hair standing out in the rink. would probably have 1 as the jersey no. cuz he boastful like that. and oooooh when he raises his jersey to wipe off cold sweat during practice and that sculpted fucking body just oooooh

* you know i fight fire with fire so figure skater name who has the same amount of feist, skill, and stature in the field minus the arrogance

* so when you and him met, imagine the absolute pandemonium. it'll happen on one winter olympics where the only thing you two agree about is how each other ticks you off. you two'll meet at the bleachers by the rink because you both plan on using it at that time

* "got here first." he'll say, tone assertive as he fixes up his shoes. "and?" you'd reply walking closer to him with both hands on your jacket pockets. "i, will be using the rink. and you, should go." he wouldn't budge, would instead stand up and try intimidate you. "nah," you'd clicked your tongue, taking off your jacket. "don't wanna. you don't even own the place." you left your stuff by the bleachers to enter the rink and left him fuming

* he'd then watch you on your competitions to get to know the jackass who messed with him.

* "since when were you interested in figure skating?" killer would ask and he'd receive a glare from the other. "was just checkin' if the rink is big enough." then he'd leave 🤣 killer will look at the screen and immediately knew why kidd was acting like that

* since then, you two will somehow bump into each other a whole lot. and each time you two see each other, kidd would either avoid you or scowl at you. that's why your impression of him was really, really bad. you thought of him as a local athlete asshole.

* so when his match finally came and you were there to watch him, you saw how much of a different person he was. he was his team's ace and captain. how he carries himself in the ice was reason enough why he was the captain. you studied him thoroughly: no matter the vulgar shit that comes out of his mouth with all the curses and insults, he radiated an attractive kind of leadership. his kouhais and mates listened to him and once the game plays out, next thing you know they're winning. his kouhais looked at him with much admiration, and it looks like you are too.

* when the game finished and you went outside to get some food and to your surprise, he was buying the same burgers you were eyeing.

* "i swear, you're following me aren't you?" kidd barked, clicking his tongue. "i'll have you know that i'm a regular here. if anything, you're the one following me." you rolled your eyes, fishing out money from your wallet. "tch, i better fuckin' leave then." he started walking away as you waited for your food. "h-hey wait," you called out, contemplating if you should continue. "congrats on winning, you were pretty cool back there."

* he'd scowl again, start to blush profusely as red as his hair, and leave 😭 you'd be kinda hurt but what else can you do about it? he started avoiding you since then

* little did you know he'd be watching you at your next match at the farthest top of the bleachers just so no one would know. kil would 🤪

* kidd would be so in love with how you move, would go crazy about the fact that you two shared a rink to victory. he never appreciated artsy and dramatic shit and that's exactly what youwere doing, but you might've just change that. as someone who would only be interested in aggressive cool shit, this was a first for him. he'd watch you earnestly: how your expressions change, the shape of you, or how your body twists and dances gracefully on ice. he wouldn't be able to sleep that night especially on what you told him after his match.

* so he visited the rink once more to clear his head and figured he might see you there again, in a very unlikely chance he did see you. he figured you seem to be practicing for finals. "it's midnight." he'd greet you, his deep voice echoing in the hall. "yeah. and you're here." you stopped, skating towards the bleachers. "gotta practice for finals too?" you added. "nope, don't need to." arrogance once more, it pissed you off but now you're amused. "of course you don't," you smiled. "then what're you doing here? you must be tired from today, right?"

* he'd take a while to answer, as if thinking if he should honestly answer. kidd would always speak his mind, he was blunt and that's what he was known for. so right now, as the glass of the rink was separating the both of you in the cold ambience of midnight, he was too lost in you to think properly. he'd just brush you off and say, "'s none of your damn business. i can't sleep, maybe the ice'd fuckin' help." he dismissed, crossing his arms and looking the other way.

* so an idea popped in your head, "if you wanna take your mind off of something, maybe skating would help. go put on some skates." you skated away, continuing on your practice. not thinking about if he'd ignore you or agree. he gave no response but left, it saddened you a little

* only that he returned and is now skating with you with a mild blush on his cheeks, he said it's due to the cold and a pale ass like him becomes red as hell in those times 🥺😞. playful insults turn into snippets of your backstories then into little things about each other as you both glide across the ice. he can speak normally without insults after all.

* you two didn't mind the time at all, nor the press camping out the venue catching some pictures of your little adventures with the scotland's hockey team captain as you two snag foods from 24hour food places within the vicinity. nor does kidd give a fuck about the articles that resurfaced the next day about the rumored relationship with you

* "so you two hit it off, huh?" your coach asked you and his teammates interrogated him. you two just dismissed them with flushed red cheeks.

* after the olympics, you two didn't even try to hide the fact that you are going on dates.

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matchadobo · 2 months

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AHH thank you so much for taking my request Cha! it definitely made my day 🥹💞 the fic was SO ADORABLE and it's exactly what i had in mind, your writing never disappoints 🫶🏻

hope you're having a great weekend bby! 💕💕

-🌱

helloooo baby 🌱 you're always welcomeee! i enjoyed writing it ty for requesting 🥰 bc when it comes to kidd i never shut uppp

your words always make my day 🫶 i'm happy it was up to your expectationssss

#cha rambles

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matchadobo · 2 months

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foaming at the mouth

Really Really

Breaking news: local cryptid @quinloki was found guilty of leaving tasty treats in my ask box. Feeding the thot after midnight. I let the whoremone monster out and it was feeling some type of way♥

Man worth 3 billion berri is still a virgin, so I threw him in the blender. Warnings: spicy; post-time skip Eustass Kid x AFAB Reader; it doesn't go all the way in :) WC: 1.2K

inspired by this gif

Impatient.

Not a word typically used to describe yourself but after six long months aboard the Victoria Punk, the fierce Captain Kid had once again overlooked your playful flirting as he stormed to his workshop; a hint of red on the tips of his ears were the only sign he’d heard what you said.

You weren’t sure what his deal was – you’d never seen him hook up, not with anyone on the crew and not with anyone on islands the crew landed at. Sure he’d go into strip clubs or make out with random people at the bar from time to time but not once had you seen him spend the night off ship. Or seen a one-night stand stumble from his cabin.

It was puzzling.

A devilishly handsome, well-toned man like him had women and men swooning over him, flirting and spoiling him with compliments, drinks, and food to gain his favor. Kid didn’t always accept the tokens and he almost never accepted them from you. Food and drinks yes but flirting? Almost like it went over his spiked hair; a blush, smirk or scowl the only response he gave you.

It made you…desperate.

Was he really that disinterested or was there something else?

Someone else?

So you did what any rational person could do – you got Killer drunk and tried to weasel out information. But the son of a bitch was like a sealed vault, refused to give up anything about his best friend. And he teased you for it.

“D-you like him or something?” the blonde finally asked.

“I—” you stuttered, “I’m just wondering why! Does he not like sex or?”

Killer didn’t answer right away, swirling his cup before taking a contemplative sip from his straw. “It’s not that, so much as…” he took another sip, “He prioritizes his ambitions and dreams. That’s all.”

“What does that have to do with fucking?”

“Absolutely nothing. He just hasn’t.”

“…Hasn’t? As in had sex?”

Killer shrugged, neither confirming nor denying. That stunned you into silence.

“Really? A guy like him??”

“If you’re so interested in finding out – you should ask him yourself.”

“I’ve tried! I flirt with him, wear revealing clothes, he usually ignores me!”

Killer began coughing, putting his drink aside as he shuddered between suppressing laughter and trying to breathe.

“F-ff-ff- ahh no he doesn’t. He just pretends to.”

“WHAT?!”

“He’s not an idiot, he knows what you’re doing. But he won’t do anything about it since you’re his responsibility; unless you were to, well, be aggressively transparent.” With that, Killer left you alone in the galley.

Transparency.

And Kid’s known the whole damn time and not even acknowledged it. That was frustrating. So much so you decided to try again the next day and be as blunt as possible.

You knew his schedule by heart, you skipped breakfast to hide in his workshop. Wearing a short skirt and oversized sweater, you took a pair of scissors and got creative. Carefully snipping away at the fabric, you cut away at your outfit to expose your bra and panties, not quite getting naked, enough to be as blunt as possible about your intentions.

The sound of thudding boots growing closer suddenly made you nervous but you swallowed your anxiety and snipped the strap of your bra before tossing the scissors and turned away from the door.

“The hell are you doing in here? Why weren’t you at breakfast?" stunned to find you in his sanctuary, a place he expressly forbade anyone from.

You turned your head to the side with a pout on your face, “Didn’t want to eat. I want something else.”

Slamming the door shut, Kid removed his coat and threw it on the table before roughly grabbing your shoulder to face him. His face turned bright red as his golden eyes traveled up and down your body. Studying the way the slit up your skirt gave him a view of your panties, the way your breast threatened to spill over the edge of the cup of the destroyed bra.

You heard his breath sharply release from his lips, “What the…the fuck happened to you?”

You narrowed your eyes, “You did. This is what you’ve driven me to.”

He backed away from you with shock and surprise on his face, “I did what?!”

“I want to fuck you,” you walked towards him, hips, thighs, and breasts jiggling with each step, “I’ve tried flirting with you, dropped hints, given you a share of my loot, and literally hand fed you and you’ve NEVER reciprocated in any manner. So, is it me? Do you find me atrocious? Unfuckable?” your voice became gravelly from the internalized resentment and embarrassment you felt from the efforts you’d put in all this time. “Please, tell me. It’s killing me. If you don’t want me, I’ll stop. But just say something. Am I making a fool of myself for wanting you?”

Kid’s back hit the door, eyes wide as he listened to your rant, “I-wha-no! It’s not you, it’s…”

You stopped a few feet from him, so desperate to hear his answer. You could see the bulge outline in his pants.

“FUCK!” he snarled, smacking his own face to cover his flushed expression, fingers digging into his skin until deep red crescents marked him. “I’ve never had sex!” he finally confessed.

“Really?” you asked, not at all expecting that response. “But…why not? You’re hot as fuck!”

“I JUST HAVEN’T OKAY?!” he lashed out, making you step back from him, a little intimidated by his embarrassed rage. “I’ve got more important shit to do than fuck around and spawn a bunch of bastards,” he spat through grit teeth.

“…Condoms exist…”

“I KNOW THAT!”

Your hip clipped the table’s edge and you stumbled backwards. Before you fell, Kid grabbed your arm and pulled you up, in doing so you fell right into his bare chest. You could feel the goosebumps ripple across both your bodies from the touch but he didn’t move away.

“I’m sorry,” you whimpered, a bit ashamed from the confrontation, “I just needed to know if you found me attractive, at all. I’ll leave you alone.”

Still holding on to you he barked out, “Have you fucking seen yourself? Who wouldn’t be into you?!”

“Well, you? Considering you keep blowing me off,” you mumbled.

That made him laugh, “REALLY? Shit and here I thought I was being a decent Captain by not sleeping with my subordinates.”

“Really? You parroted in shock, that was surprisingly mature and unexpected. “But I’ve never seen you fuck around with anyone so I just thought—”

“Does this seem like I’m not interested?” he huffed, using his metal arm to grab your waist and pull you into him. Felt his erection against your lower belly. “Fuck me for trynna do the right thing.”

He made you walk backwards, still pressing his body into yours, “I get hard every day just looking at you. When you say cheeky shit, I have to come here and jerk off so I can fucking think clearly. You’re my biggest distraction but—” his hand ghosted up your arm to caress your cheek with surprising gentleness, “—I’ve never not been attracted to you.”

“Oh,” you hummed, still as stone to preserve the moment.

With a click of his tongue, Kid grabbed your chin and planted a wet kiss on you.

Your eyes were crossed from the feeling, lost in a haze as you felt him swing your body around until you were pushed back on top of his coat. The withdrawal of his touch brought you to reality, mouth gaping as he stood in front of you but did not initiate further contact.

“Show me what you like,” he rasped out. “Touch yourself. Teach me what to do.”

#eustass kid #op #good shit right here #kidd blushing is so cute lemme make you flustered #canon event

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hi Cha!! i was just thinking about Kid (it's part of my daily routine at this point) and how hot he would've look like when he's focused on a particular project in his workshop 🥵 so i was wondering if i can request for Kid getting pampered by reader after literally locking himself in his workshop and working non stop all day because that man deserves all the love and attention 🥹 of course no pressure at all! hope you're having a lovely day 😘💖

-🌱

KIDD; pampering kidd after a tired day

wc: 760

warning/s: none, gn!reader, fluuuuff, minor sexual innuendos like 5%

"still working?" you snaked your arms around his neck, peeking to see what he's working on. "can't it wait for tomorrow? look, your shoulders are stiff." you stood upright to massage his back gently, feeling him relaxing into your touch with every pressure you apply.

"don't go too hard, aye? shit hurts." kid grunted lowly, leaning his head to your stomach. "why you still up?" he looked at you with tired eyes.

"couldn't sleep." you reached over wipe grime off his face with your hanky.

"just a little more and i'll stop. crew's been needing their gear fixed." he picked up the wrench once more, cracking his neck to get started again.

you let go of him to not get in the way of his work but he pulled you to stay. "where're you going?" he looked up again, hopeful eyes for you to not go.

a soft smile crept across your face, you held his face tenderly in your hands. "i thought i might get in the way so..."

"pft shut it, says who? sit here." he tapped on the space between his legs. "plenty of space 'ere you wouldn't be so much as a bother."

you blinked at him before doing so. you hesitantly sat down only to be pulled closer, his legs tightening on either side of yours and his bare torso pressing on your back. "why? you shy about it?" he said pressing cheeks with yours.

"maybe if you stop flirting and start finishing things up we would be resting now." you rolled your eyes, clasping your hands atop your lap.

kidd snickered, pressing his lips together and opted to shut up as much as he wants to fuck with you; he sees how tired you are and he too wants to hit the sack.

silence soon enveloped the room, a comfy one. only the periodic metal clangs were heard. you silently observe what he's doing, he was tightening some bolts and magneting some tools across the room in a jiffy.

you soon watched how skillful he worked by the way his gaze was sharp and how he was utterly focused. you moved a little to the side to get a good look at him, alternating between his eyes and lips.

"you're starin'." a grin adorned his pale, scarred face. "just a little more, love. you'll have me all to yourself." you looked away, face heating up.

soon enough he finished. you wasted no time grabbing his hand and leading him to the bathroom.

"get naked." you commanded, locking the door and crossing your arms.

"oh," kidd let out a mischevious chuckle. "i like this side of you."

"don't get any wrong ideas, okay? i plan to wash you up, that's all." you rubbed your arm, a blush creeping on your cheeks as you avoided his gaze.

kidd stared for a while before taking his garments off. he sat down the bath where you ran water for him. you grabbed a stool beside the tub as you carried a caddy of bath essentials, mostly yours.

"'m gonna smell like strawberries tonight, huh?"

you start off by rubbing his torso with a loofah and foamy soap while he rambles about his day, mostly telling you about jargons in his metalworks. you were just listening and he didn't mind at all, he just needed to ramble because he hasn't had any contact for a long time this day since he voluntarily locked himself in his workshop.

when you got to his hair that's when he shutted up. he always enjoyed how you massage his head, how your fingers dig by his scalp in the most stimulating way possible. you'd end up complaining how your hands'll get tired for him to stop requesting for you to keep going.

once he's all rinsed up, you'd get a towel to dry his hair off. and when you are finally done with him, he'd grab your waist and kiss you by the forehead as he mumbled a 'thanks' on your skin. he'll invite you to go to bed and sleep afterward.

you'll know that he'll be begging to get spooned, his muscles were sore and your embrace somewhat made them less miserable. you'd caress his thick, crimson hair that was handsomely messy and down, the scent of his shampoo lulling you to sleep while he continued to ramble. he'll slowly realize when you become quiet and you started snoring.

"tch, now you beat me to it." kidd whispered, "sorry for keeping you up, baby. i really needed that pamperin' though, love you."

hello bbyyyy 🌱 thanks for the request! this is really simple i hope i delivered?? 🥺

aaaaah finally right

so sorry for the delaaayy i really had no idea and no drive how to post for kidd requests or his hcs in general 😭 i'm too lazy to do so?? i hope this one could make u guys smile at least <3 wasn't really my best rn

also for the anon who's waiting for the law hc, i promise i'll get it done as soon as i think of a witty way to construct it. it's a reaaaally good request that i wanna write for buuuuut i just dk how ffs 😫

thank u for being patients bbys 🫶

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