#Marshall d teach x reader
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should've been me instead of him | one-sided!van augur x reader x blackbeard (smut/18+)
ao3 link | minors dni!
Summary: You don't realize what you do to him.
Content Warnings: Voyeurism, exhibitionism, vaginal sex, GN reader, just general fantasies involving you and Van Augur (from his POV)
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“Come to my quarters later tonight.”
Those words had echoed in Van Augur's mind all day, distracting him from most of his duties that he had been assigned. He couldn't focus - what could possibly be so important that Blackbeard requested his presence? And in his quarters, no less?
“Hm? Something the matter, Van Augur? You've been purposefully missing your shots today.” Laffitte had appeared suddenly beside him, successfully derailing his train of thought.
The man cocked his head to the side when Van Augur didn't reply.
And after a brief period of silence between the two, Van Augur finally lifted his gaze to make eye contact with his crewmate.
“The captain requested my presence in his quarters later today,” he drawled on. Laffitte frowned.
“Admiral. The admiral,” he corrected matter-of-factly.
“Yes, admiral,” Van Augur responded, stopping himself from rolling his eyes. Did he have to do that every time someone called Blackbeard the captain? It was getting to a point where it became frustrating to hear. “Well anyhow, he asked me to see him later. I'm not sure whether I should think of it as a good or as a bad thing.”
He sighed and lowered his rifle, letting it sit on his lap as he leaned back against the wood of the ship.
“What do you think, Laffitte?”
There was just the slightest upturn to Laffitte's lips, as if he was holding back a smile.
“The admiral wouldn't have requested that of you for no reason. I'm sure that whatever fate has in store for you, you won't have any regrets. You should see what he wants.”
There's a spark of truth in what Laffitte says- Blackbeard wouldn't have personally asked him to show up if there wasn't a reason for the request in the first place.
Van Augur heaves out a sigh, letting his head fall back so that he’s facing the sky now.
“I suppose I should, then,” he murmurs, letting his eyes close for just a moment. And in that moment, one voice stands out above all the others. It’s your voice.
He lets his eyes open and peers out at the deck from his spot behind the stern. Laffitte seems to notice this and laughs lightly to himself.
“Something catch your attention, Van Augur?” He asks, smiling semi-smugly at his crewmate. He’s more than aware of the man’s feelings towards you, which is such a shame given that you belong to Blackbeard.
“No.” The answer is short and to the point, albeit a complete lie. Van Augur’s typical blank expression doesn’t waver, though. He watches as you laugh about something he can’t hear and something twists inside of his chest.
Laffitte follows Van Augur’s gaze, and then lets out a delighted little gasp as if he didn’t already know just who he was looking at.
“My, my, what have we here? Does Vanny have a bit of a crush on the admiral’s little plaything?” The words get under Van Augur’s skin a bit too easily, and it doesn’t help that Laffitte is saying them with such a light and airy tone.
“I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he responds, looking up at Laffitte. “Your assumptions are simply absurd.”
Laffitte laughs, mostly to himself, and taps one of his shoes twice on the wooden deck below. “Surely.”
The conversation ends and the two fall into silence, with Laffitte continuing to navigate the ship through the waters. Van Augur steals a glance back down in your direction only to find that you’re no longer there. Such a shame. He always liked how you looked when you stood directly in the rays of the sun.
...
It’s just before he retires to his room that Van Augur remembers that his presence had been requested at Blackbeard’s quarters. So, instead of turning left down the hallway, he turns right and makes his way towards the single room on this side of the ship.
His hands feel a little clammy from nerves - he still never figured out why Blackbeard asked him to meet him here. Was it going to be bad? Was Blackbeard going to kick him out of the crew after everything?
He had no idea.
There’s some shuffling from behind the doorway as Van Augur raises his hand to knock once, twice, three times on the wood. There’s even more shuffling, and then Blackbeard calls out: “Come in!”
He’s not sure what he should be expecting, but it’s certainly not the scene laid out in front of him.
There you are, face-down and ass-up in Blackbeard’s bed, the captain looming over top of you with his cock buried deep inside of your walls.
Van Augur’s face flares up into a deep shade of red and he coughs into his hand, averting his gaze. Oh god, he’s going to be thinking about you being in that position for him for weeks.
“I-I’m sorry, captain, I didn’t know you were, uh-” Van Augur actually stuttered, embarrassment overwhelming him as he clears his throat. He did say come in... right? He didn’t just walk in on something like this, did he?
“Didn’t think ya remembered to show up!” Blackbeard exclaims, laughing heartedly and confirming that, yes, he did, in fact, invite Van Augur into his quarters while he was in the middle of fucking his partner.
Van Augur doesn’t say anything, instead covering up part of his face with his cape. What is he supposed to say? This situation took a turn he never expected - he thought he was going to be kicked off of the ship!
“C’mon in! Shut the door behind ya there, and take a seat over there.” Blackbeard points towards a chair that’s set up on the side of the room that’s opposite to where the bed is, and Van Augur awkwardly closes the door behind him and shuffles over, taking a seat. He still doesn’t look up, choosing to focus on the floorboards rather than the way Blackbeard’s cock throbs inside of you.
Good god does he wish that could be him right now.
“We’re gonna put on a little show fer ya, if ya don’t mind watchin’,” Blackbeard goes on, laughing a bit as he gives your ass a light smack. You wince ever so slightly, letting out a gasp that shoots straight towards Van Augur’s own dick that he realizes is slowly hardening. He clears his throat again.
“...is this why you requested me to meet you here?” He asks, finally risking a glance towards the bed where the two of you are currently located. The captain laughs again.
“Figured ya wouldn’t mind. I asked Laffitte first but he said you’d be a better option.” Blackbeard sure likes to talk a lot, he realizes. “Somethin’ about you being a voyeur? Ah, who cares. Jerk off, or whatever ya’d like to do. I’ve been lookin’ fer a third party to watch us go at it.”
Yeah, he really wasn’t expecting things to go the way they were going.
Blackbeard turns his attention back to you, stroking your cheek with his thumb.
“You gonna be good and loud for Van Augur over there?” He asks, brushing the tip of the digit against your lower lip. You nod and make a little “mmhhmm” noise, your back arching ever so slightly from the lack of stimulation coming from Blackbeard.
“Good,” he responds, pushing the tip of his thumb into your mouth. “Let’s get started then.”
Blackbeard wastes no time in grabbing your waist with his other hand and picking up right where he left off - fucking you hard, fast, and deep.
Fuck, you already sound so wet too. If Van Augur wasn’t hard before, he certainly was now.
He watches intently as Blackbeard’s thumb disappears into your mouth, drool completely covering his large digit and only getting slicker with each rough shove past your lips. Slowly, he trails a hand down towards his pants, shifting himself just enough so that he can pull his pants down and take out his hardened cock. The tip is already leaking, and he’s sure that he’ll have to do his laundry before going off to bed tonight.
Your muffled moans are getting him all worked up and he hadn’t even touched himself yet.
With a light shudder, he finally takes his dick in hand, fighting back a groan from how much relief he felt with that single squeeze. It was a miracle how he hadn’t blown his load yet.
His eyes trail from your pretty little mouth to the way Blackbeard’s cock is pistoning into you - he can just barely see the outline of it with each rough thrust forward, no doubt fucking into your womb. He’s had his own fair share of fantasies involving you, and he wouldn’t be lying if he said a few of them involved breeding you and making you his forever.
The idea of his cum filling you up makes his head reel, but this? It was absolutely dizzying to him how he’d even been allowed to see you this way. The expressions he thought about you making were never quite right, but now he’s seeing those same expressions personally. And they were better than he could have ever imagined.
Blackbeard takes his fingers out of your mouth and pushes your head down into the bed, drawing a whimper from your lips that causes Van Augur to squeeze his hand around his shaft again. If he concentrates hard enough, he’s sure he can replace Blackbeard with himself.
The strokes of his hand get a little faster as he imagines it - you, bent over just for him, whining and whimpering and begging his name, his cock being the one driving you over the edge.
He gets so caught up in his own fantasies that he hadn’t noticed you switched positions.
You were on your back now, your wrists being held together above your head with one of Blackbeard’s hands while the other cupped your chin, forcing you to look up at your lover as he continued to ravage your audibly wet cunt with his oversized cock.
Blackbeard leaned forward and kissed you, speeding his thrusts up as he squirms his tongue past your lips to tangle with your own. Your hands clench and your whole body trembles, a loud whine escaping from you as the man undoubtedly fucked up against your G-spot.
Van Augur squeezes the base of his cock, feeling it throb in his hand as he pauses his strokes just for a moment so that he can last a little longer. He can’t cum yet- not when he hasn’t yet seen how pretty you look when you fall apart.
When Blackbeard pulls away from the kiss, your tongue still chases after his lips, lightly protruding from your lips. Van Augur has to know what they’d feel like against his- how they’d feel wrapped around his dick while you knelt in front of him.
The captain says something to you before he lifts your chin up and raises his voice.
“Go on, doll, tell him how you feel.”
Van Augur’s heart nearly stops beating in his chest as all the blood in his body seems to rush straight to his cock.
“I-I feel good,” you quietly whimper out, embarrassment evident on your face.
“Yeah? You feel good?” Blackbeard teases, once again thumbing your bottom lip before he roughly tugs your face to the side so that you’re looking directly at Van Augur. “Tell him.”
“V-Van Augur...” He bites his lip as you cry out his name, his movements completely halted. His name. You said his name.
He’s not going to be able to ever stop thinking about it.
“His cock f-feels so good inside of me,” you slightly fumble over the words, Blackbeard’s thrusts getting visibly rougher.
He’s not going to last much longer and he knows it.
“Maybe we should have him join us, hm? Would ya like that? Taking two large cocks instead of just one?” Blackbeard continues rambling on, a low groan escaping him as your walls clench around him. You hum in agreement, your breaths getting shorter.
“Then why don’t ya ask him?”
You’re still being forced to look at him and for just a moment you bite your lip before the words come tumbling out of your mouth: “I want you to fuck me, Van Augur.”
Your voice came out so breathy, so whiny and submissive that his back arches, his head bumping back against the wall of the cabin as thick ropes of hot, white cum spurt out from the tip of his cock, staining both his hand and his clothes as he shakes from the force of such a sudden orgasm.
It seems that just seeing Van Augur get pushed over the edge forces you to your own limit as well, a soft cry escaping your lips as your thighs lightly shake. Blackbeard forces you to look back at him as he brings you in for a kiss, feeling you milk his cock as he spills into you. Van Augur watches, face flushed and hair sticking slightly to his sweaty forehead as a few dribbles of Blackbeard’s cum drip out of you, dribbling down your gorgeous thighs.
He wishes he could be in between them, holding your hips still as he laps greedily at your cum-filled hole. He’s always loved your thighs.
Blackbeard pulls himself out of you, his dick now limp and spent as he sits back, legs hanging off the side of the bed as you catch your breath. He catches Van Augur’s gaze just for a second before smirking wickedly at him.
“I’m gonna get cleaned up,” he says. “Take care of ‘em while I’m gone.”
With that, he gets up and exits the room. You look over at Van Augur, a tired smile gracing your features as he himself stands up and makes his way over to you.
You scoot aside just enough for him to slide into the bed next to you and you pull him close, wrapping your arms around him to bring him in for a cuddle before you start to doze off.
It takes everything in him not to freeze up right then and there. He’s never been this close to you before, and even if he had been, it was never without so little clothes covering you.
He doesn’t know what to do with his hands, but ultimately decides to pull you into his chest, holding you even closer than before. His thumb traces circles against your back as you close your eyes and finally allow yourself to sleep.
Your breathing starts to slow and your body relaxes with each passing second.
Oh fuck.
He’s really in too deep now.
#van augur x reader#blackbeard x reader#marshall d teach x reader#marshall d. teach x reader#gn reader#smut#van augur#marshall d. teach#my writing
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What do you think the punishment for willingly going with teach is when they’re hunted down, caught and brought back to the moby dick?
Its getting me thinking, it would definitely be a lot greater because someone almost died
Would thatch be the main one dishing it out? (Pun intended)
Oh Nonnie wants me to go dark dark, huh?
Cw: dark themes, sensory deprivation, gas lighting, mentions of amputation and torture as possibilities, referring to reader as a toy or thing,
I feel like there would be a lot of depravation - and Thatch would definitely be the one who would decide when it was over, considering his near death experience.
I feel like you’d be isolated, some small interior room with no windows, no clothes. You get food when they give it to you, and maybe a bucket.
The irony being it wouldn’t be all that different from being consumed by Teach’s Devil fruit power.
If they do let you out of the room, your senses are still bound - blind folds, ear plugs, hands and feet bound, etc. you still need sun and exercise and such, it’s a punishment not an execution.
But you lose all rights for a while. No one will speak to you. No matter what you say or how you beg or apologize it won’t matter. There’s no safe word to spare you, no apology you can offer.
Once you’re near to breaking from it all, the binds will come off. They’ll have a conversation with you, tell you how they forgive you, how good you did enduring your punishment, how they know you’ll never abandoned them like that again.
And you agree.
The next few days you’re tangled up in all of them until you pass out. You’re sure things don’t end at that point, you’re always clean and bandaged the next day, if not sore to your bones. It’s only when Marco’s powers can’t quite heal you that they start to let you truly rest.
Now, admittedly, I can see punishments being far worse - actual torture, possible mutilation, branding, even amputation (not gonna run away without legs, no matter what you promise, etc.) but I personally don’t see any of them being *that* kind of yandere or dark.
Honestly, they’re just too powerful to feel a need to go to such an extreme. Izou and Marco are too strategic to let someone push them to that point. Thatch probably wants his sweet little doll completely unmarred as well. They wouldn’t risk anything Marco couldn’t heal, and gratefully his healing for others is limited.
Yandere Doffy, or Teach too. Buggy even. I can see them being that kind of twisted. (Doffy promises you won’t miss your legs, he can string you along so easily.)
Crocodile… nah, he’s too much of a planner and a controller. He doesn’t like breaking his things either.
Yandere Akainu would be terrifying. That’s a real body horror story if ever there was one. Yandere Shanks would only be less extreme cause that observation haki of his gives him so much control.
Yandere Kid could get ugly - he doesn’t mind breaking his things. I just think he puts effort into avoiding it because it feels like he did something wrong if he’s forced to break a toy.
#quin answers#anon asks#cw yandere#reader insert#x reader#eustass kid#marco the phoenix#izou one piece#thatch one piece#sir crocodile#donquixote doflamingo#red hair shanks#marshall d. teach#admiral akainu
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Blackbeard's Pirates x You
Something quick, because I was bored and haven't posted anything in a long time.
I hope you enjoyed it (: Again, I apologize for the mistakes.
Box Opened <3
── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ.── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . : ── ── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ.──
Marshall D. Teach: *Eats a Cherry pie and sips it with alcohol*
You: Can I have a piece of cake?
Marshall D. Teach: No *slices of cake fall from his mouth*
You: 😩 I won't bake you any more cherry pie.
Marshall D. Teach: What!
You: Bake it yourself *stands up and walks away*
Marshall D. Teach: *Has already given you a piece, but you leave. (The sad admiral will no longer have a delicious cake from you)*
Jesus Burgerss: *taps his muscles/shows off in front of you*
You: your vein is about to burst old man
Jesus Burgers: 🙁 *sad_puppy.exe*
You: *sighs*. Come on give me a hug *spreads arms*
Jesus Burgess: *hugs you* Thank you! *happy child child.exe*
(You are in the stork's nest)
You: I want to eat...
Van Augur: Then go eat
You: No
Van Augur: *looks at you with this look on his face 😐*
You: 😩 I don't want to go down
Van Augur: I'll drop you and you'll be closer
You: 😐
Van Augur: 😉
Laffitte: *stabs you with grace*
You: Tap me again and I'll shove this stick up your ass
Laffitte: *stabs with a smile*
You: I'll KiLl you you whore!
Laffitte: *runs away screaming like a little girl*
You: *takes a kitchen knife. And you run after him*
Jesus Burgess in the background: 😬
Doc Q: *is as sick as ever and lies on the floor*
You: Are you dying?
Doc Q: Yes for many years, I was born in the wrong body
You: Whatever, more important question *you look at him* Can I take your body after death?
Doc Q: What-
You: Body, your, I will take, after, garbage?
Doc Q: ...No....
Shiryu: *smokes a cigar and wipes his sword clean*
You: Fucking smoker *whispers*
Shiryu: *looks at you* Did you say something?
You: Nooooo~~ *Innocent eyes*
Shiryu: I heard what you said
You: 😇 Well what are you addicted to and you will die, plus you are poisoning my precious air 😇
Shiryu: I'm not an addict, if I wanted to I would stop
You: Then you have a challenge, stop smoking
Shiryu: ...
Avalo Pizarro: *Playing with a cat*
You: *looks at him*
Avalo Pizarro: *starts purring like a cat*
You: I knew he was Furry *whispers*
Avalo Pizarro: *continues to play with the cat unconsciously*
You: *Takes pictures of him with the cat from hiding*
Vasco Shot: *Drinks alcohol like water*
You: *looks at him, ponders something*
Vasco Shot: *feels your gaze on him. I look at you* Topu~ Topu~ Topu~ what are you looking at me like that? *cough*
You: *folds hands in front of you*
60% of the mass of the human body is water, but in your case it's Alcohol.
Catarina Devon: *Reviews herself in the mirror*
You: *sits politely beside her*
Catrina Devon: God~ how I wish I was the most beautiful woman in the world
You: You are beautiful, the most beautiful!
Catrina Devon: *you say right away*
Catarina Devon: Oooo~ how lovely!*Hugs you to his chest*
You: *You try to breathe into her ample m breasts*
Sanjuan Wolf: *sleeps*
You: *sleeps on him*
Kuzan: *sleeps*
You: *touches him on the cheek*
Ey are you sleeping?
Kuzan: *tries to ignore you*
You: Ey don't sleep. *continues to poke him*
Kuzan: Let me sleep. *takes you in his arms and buttons you to sleep with him*
You: 😊
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#one piece#one piece x reader#marshall d. teach#van augur#Laffitte#doc q#jesus burgess#shiryu#kuzan#catarina devon#vasco shot#avalo pizarro#sanjuan wolf#one piece shiryu#blackbeard pirates#Blackbeard pirates x you#aokiji kuzan
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Drabble [Gender neutral reader] : Insomnia - Marshall D.Teach
Oi oiiiii ! Hope y'all doin' alright ! :D , i got some bad sleep theses day... Soooo, i've made a lil' something with a guy who need more love... :x I know... I did the irreparable... Y'all can hate me 😏
Word count : 488
The thunder, the sound of waves making the wood creak, the boat pitching a little too much... for many, it's the dream life of a pirate. In your case, it was your nightmare of too regularly. Life at sea has never bothered you, but... When you can't sleep because of the sea, that's a real problem for you. It was one of his nights where you couldn't fall asleep fast enough, here you are in this vicious and infernal circle, trying to change your position in your little bed. To read to try to fall asleep… Before getting upset, hitting your pillow. Knowing you will not fall asleep, you decide to get up. Putting a little wool on your back to avoid having the evening chill on deck, bites you. Then, avoiding catching cold is always good. Then if you can avoid crossing Doc Q... It's a chance.
You cross the mazes that are the corridors of Xebec's Saber, arriving on the bridge. Putting you on one of the railings, lighting a cigarette to calm your nerves. Casually... even if it prevents you from sleeping, you find the landscape super beautiful. Worthy of great action movies...
But a heavy step makes you turn around. To see the imposing stature of your captain, Sea Emperor Black Beard. His eyebrow rising.
“Oi… It’s late, what are you doin’ here? ''
“Ahem… can’t sleep Captain. ''
'' Can't sleep? Zehahaha! C'me here. ''
Now it's your turn to raise your eyebrows, as this imposing mass turns rushing through the corridors of the boat. You follow him, with a little distance, you don't feel very reassured all of a sudden. The further you go, the more you know you're going to his private quarters. He open you the door, like a gentleman, letting you pass first. You sit down, the Captain pours you a drink.
Before a surreal thing happens, you start talking. As if you've known each other for years. The subjects are also varied… From stories that he has read and that he tells you, to philosophy. Speaking in particular of the destiny of men. Until the moment when... You feel yourself going more and more into sleep. Before you fall asleep. Waking up in the morning. Remembering the night before, you scan the room to see if the captain is not there. Even coming so far as to call her, with no answer… You get up, going out to come to the main deck. The Crescent, speaking with his commanders. Teach's gaze comes to plant itself in yours for a moment, the latter comes to give you a wink, accomplice. To which, you respond with a smile, to thank him for helping you fall asleep.
#one piece x reader#fluff#one piece#gn reader#drabble#reader insert#marshall d teach#black beard#bad sleep#insomnia#gn s/o#s/o
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deal or no deal
portgas d. ace x reader
making deals with a pirate is a dangerous thing
"we have a contract!" + ace
2.5k words
a/n. i did not intend for this to be so long, but i always forget how easy it is to write for my favourite loveable boy ♡ anyways, this takes place during ace's great blackbeard search cover story hehe
cw. angsty ending and goodbyes (but there's a small epilogue!)
day 1.
this isn't what you signed up for.
chasing down mountain bandits and patrolling streets? sure. chasing down pirates at sea? absolutely.
what you didn't sign up for when you joined the marines was discovering pirates within your own naval base — a peculiar situation that you find yourself in at the moment.
"start talking now." you stare daggers at the tied up pirate in front of you. "what are you doing here?"
he squirms, doing his best to avoid your gaze. "i'm just looking for someone."
"to do what? rob them? assassinate them?"
"no," ace sighs. "i'm just trying to deliver a letter."
your surprise is quickly replaced with skepticism, ingrained into you by your hours of marine training. you lean in to study him, peering into his eyes to gauge whether he's telling the truth or not.
he has really cute freckles.
you blush at the intrusive thoughts, a wonderfully adorable sight that ace will surely tell you about later.
your eyes land on his arm tattoo, far too familiar for your liking. you recall a conversation you once had with vice admiral garp.
"you're one of whitebeard's men!" you gasp. you narrow your eyes at him. "are you trying to smuggle communications to blackbeard?"
his face hardens. "talking is the last thing i'd be doing if i found him."
disappointment floods you. gathering intel is your specialty, but it's been much harder to find information about blackbeard's coup than you'd like to admit. it would've been too easy if this pirate was in kahoots with him...
"look," he says, straightening up. "maybe we can help each other out."
you raise an eyebrow.
"if you help me with my letter, i'll tell you anything you want to know about marshall d. teach."
"including where he is and what's he's planning?"
"okay, maybe not that" — your face falls — "but only because i don't know! if you're looking into him, we can look together?"
you cross your arms.
"that hardly seems like a fair deal to me - you get your letter delivered and you get information about blackbeard? i'm going to need more than just some outdated background info."
"i'll have you know that i'm a commander under the most powerful pirate in the world," he huffs. "but i'll tell you what - after all this is said and done, you can arrest me."
at this, you stop to think about it. it would do very well for your career to bring in one of whitebeard's big shots. on top of that, imagine if you also had intel about blackbeard's whereabouts! surely, you'd get that promotion you've been vying for.
and while you're fantasizing about the rewards for ace's capture, he smiles to himself. having someone on the inside will help him stay undercover and, if he's lucky, he'll get some answers about teach before he goes on his merry way.
for ace has no intention of being caught by any marine — no matter how cute they are.
"alright," you finally say. "you've got yourself a deal."
he grins, and you falter for what will not be the last time at how handsome he is when he smiles.
"nice t' meet ya, partner."
day 5.
"holy cow, look at the amount of food on that guy's plate!"
"i told you the rumours about the new guy were true."
"where does all that food even go?"
"what a freak..."
the gossip of your peers gets drowned out by the screech of a chair being pulled and the loud thud! of a plastic tray barely supporting the mountain of food on top of it.
"man, don't you love dinner time? you guys have it made!"
"what are you doing?" you hiss.
ace can only offer you a look of confusion, too busy stuffing his face with a drumstick in each hand.
"'you guys?' you're supposed to be one of us, remember?" you point at him with your fork. "and for a guy who's trying to stay undercover, you sure are calling a lot of attention to yourself."
"i can't help it," he says — or tries to say. his voice comes out muffled from the food he's shovelling into his face. "i have needs."
for what it's worth, there is something adorable in the way that this uncouth man looks so happy with his cheeks stuffed like a squirrel. you can't help but giggle, and it makes ace smile.
he thinks to himself,
what a cute laugh.
day 8.
ace yawns, stretching his arms before his hands land on the back of his neck.
"is this where taxpayer money goes? to pay two marines to go for a stroll when they could be doing that for free?"
"it's called patrol, and everyone has to do it," you nudge him with your elbow. "especially non-tax paying criminals disguised as law enforcement."
"y'know, being a marine isn't so hard. boring, but easy enough."
"easy, he says! it's only easy because i'm the one busting my ass to try and keep your cover under control."
ace gives you a sideways glance, flashing a lazy grin. "tomato, to-mah-to."
you roll your eyes, but ace knows you well enough by now to distinguish your seriously-pissed eye roll from your endearingly-annoyed eye roll.
he can say with 99% certainty that this one is the latter.
and to make up up for that missing 1%, ace waggles his eyebrows in the way that made you laugh yesterday. to his delight, you giggle again and he swells.
walking down a line of shoppes, your arm brushes past his as you point to his left, "see that parlour over there? they have the best ice cream in the world."
"that's a ballsy proclamation, officer."
"yeah? what makes you say that, officer?"
"you're talking to the ice cream connoiseur on this side of the ocean. i don't know if i can just take your word for it."
"so you're saying i'm lying?"
"no," he grins at you, devious, dazzling and dashing. he nods towards the store. "i'm saying that we should go get some ice cream."
15 minutes later, ace has to agree that this was, in fact, the best ice cream he's ever had. he laughs at your boasting and your "i told you!" and your sermon about the fruit-to-cream ratio, and he wonders if you know that the reason why he's enjoying this ice cream has nothing to do with the flavour and everything to do with you.
day 16.
"ace? what are you-"
"quick! run!" he grabs your hand and practically drags you down the hallway at lightning speed. you nearly trip over your feet as you run behind him.
"hey! stop right there!" booms a voice behind you.
"we gotta hide!"
like any well-trained soldier, it's answers first and questions later. "there's a closet on your right around the corner!"
ace darts around the corner with you in hot pursuit. he thrusts open the closet and quickly pulls you inside.
"who-"
"shh!"
you hear running getting louder, and you decide to question ace later. in this tiny broom closet, you do your best to discern what's happening on the other side. both of you press an ear to the door and listen carefully.
footsteps approaching. footsteps slowing down. footsteps stopping just outside the closet.
you hold your breath.
it feels like an eternity that ace's pursuer stands on the other side and you don't dare to make a single peep. you lock eyes with ace, who stares back at you with an exhilarated smile.
a voice mutters, "i could've sworn-"
"commodore, sir!"
you gape at ace with wild incredulity.
commodore? you mouth with wide eyes.
he winks at you, holding a finger to his lips.
"they're looking for you in the grand boardroom, sir."
a pause.
"alright, at ease. let's go."
the two men walk away, but neither of you dare say anything until a solid minute after the footsteps fade away. and then-
you smack ace across the chest, "what-"
"ow!"
"-did you do?"
"that hurts!"
you shoot daggers at him.
he smiles sheepishly at you, "okay, i deserve that. but look what i found in his office!"
he holds up a sheet of paper with excitement. in the darkness of the closet, you can't make out the words and only look at him with confusion.
"there's a scout ship coming from the green shores. as far as i know, that's where teach was last seen!" he rushes through his words. "and comil's going to be on that ship! we can kill two birds with one stone!"
he looks at you expectantly as you process what he says.
"if vice admiral comil's on that ship then they'll definitely have detailed notes of their observations... there's no way they wouldn't have gathered intel!"
"that's what i'm saying!"
"ace, that's great!" you throw your arms around him. "this is it!"
it's not until ace instinctively wraps his arms around you that you realize two very important things.
one. if vice admiral comil truly is on that ship, that means that your adventure with ace is coming to an end soon.
your heart sinks.
two. you and ace are alone, hugging, in a very, very dark and cramped broom closet — and you don't want to stop.
your heart races.
you look up at ace and he's never looked more earnest. mischievous, startled, impressed, hungry, and even flirty — you've had the privilege to learn what each of these expressions look like on ace's handsome face.
but this — his eyes boring into yours with an intensity that burns as hot as your cheeks — is a first.
you swear that you can feel his heart beat against your chest. he feels warm, even in an open vest, and you realize that he felt just as warm when he was holding your hand.
he brushes hair out of your face and, for a second time in this room, you hold your breath.
do it.
"you're right," he says quietly. "this is it."
and then, as if he heard your prayer, he kisses you.
day 23.
"are you okay? are you hurt?" you look for any sign of harm under all the soot on ace
"relax, it's just fire." he grins, "they do call me 'firefist ace', y'know."
finished with your examination, you reach up to brush away a bit of ash on his cheek. given any other circumstance, that smug smile on his face would make your heart flush.
right now, though, all you can think about are his words, sinking into your skin like lead.
"i know who you are, ace. the problem is," you do your best to erase any emotion from your voice. "so does everyone else now."
ever impulsive, the implication of ace's actions doesn't hit him until now. silence settles between you for a moment, and in the background, the commotion becomes audible. between the ship fire and ace's identity reveal, you've never heard so much chaos happen at once.
"they're looking for you," you say quietly. "they'll find you soon."
you wish you had more time. in the past 3 weeks, you've realized — on more than once occasion — that this is not what you signed up for. this had started out as a purely transactional relationship between a criminal and law enforcement, i.e. the bad guy and the good guy.
but it's been so much more than that.
in all his smiles and stupidity, his companionship, and his kind, kind heart, ace has proven to you over and over again that he's more than just the bad guy that your training manual has made him out to be.
you thumb the seastone cuffs hanging from your waist, completely lost in your thoughts. your stupid agreement looms over you; you know this is your only chance to arrest him.
it's not until he says your name that you remember where you are.
"did you say something?"
ace takes a deep breath, looking far more serious than you've seen.
"the deal's off."
huh?
"but we have a contract," you cling onto the very thing that you were just cursing. "you can't just do that! you got everything you wanted, you- it's not fair-"
he takes your hand, and the small act of affection is enough to quiet your protests.
"will you listen to me for a second?"
his voice is gentle, careful, loving. you manage to nod.
"i think," he intertwines his fingers in yours. "we both knew that my arrest was never going to happen."
you say nothing, waiting.
"i have no intention of getting captured here," he takes your other hand. "and i don't think you want to do it either."
a pang in your chest. he's right, and you know it. deep down, you knew that you were never going to be able to hold up your end of the bargain. the idea of putting an end to his adventures is something that you could never do.
he presses his forehead against yours, and it's so, so warm. it makes your heart ache. you close your eyes, focusing solely on the warmth that blooms from where you and ace are connected — from your foreheads, from your fingertips — as if it might make this any easier.
"hey," ace's voice is barely a whisper. "look at me."
like a good marine, you do as you're told.
you look into his dark eyes, and they look into yours.
"here's what i want you to do," his breath fans your cheeks.
"you're going to tell the captain that i'm going after blackbeard. tell them that you have information on his defection from the whitebeard pirates for the murder of a crewmate, okay?"
you nod again, willing the tears that are building in your chest to stay where they are.
"and thank you," he says. ace's voice breaks, and that's when the dam cracks. tears fall onto your cheeks as he does his best to continue.
"thank you for your help," ace says, knowing that he's running out of time and conviction to leave. "and for giving me everything i wanted."
he tilts your chin up to wipe away your tears, "you are everything."
and he kisses you for what feels like a millisecond and a lifetime all at once. he tastes like unfinished stories and goodbyes come too soon — like the sweetness of ice cream on a summer afternoon, like the warmth of breakfast on an autumn morning, and the richness of hot cocoa on a winter night.
he tastes like what you imagine love to be.
"wait for me," is the last thing he says to you before he leaves.
and like a good marine, you'll do as you're told.
epilogue.
"mail for ya, sarge!"
you take the letter from the young postal worker, thanking her for delivering your letter. you inspect the letter, curiosity growing as you do. there's no return address or sender, just your name and what looks to be a burn mark.
you smile.
ripping open the envelope, you find a photograph of a freckled pirate in his orange hat in front of an ice cream shoppe, eyes smiling in that way that makes him look like a little kid.
there's a sign in the background that reads "best ice cream in the world!" and you laugh. flipping over the photo of ace, you find a short message.
gonna need you to come verify their claims - let's go together next time.
it's a deal.
#portgas d. ace x reader#portgas d ace x reader#one piece x reader#one piece scenarios#one piece fanfiction#¡! ❞ [ fics ]
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Headcannons for yandere Jonah x Gn reader x Adam (poly love) with a reader who's often very chaotic and enjoys exploring (they cannot sit still for the life of them and will often escape just to be outside to see the stars or something of that sort.)
Yandere!Adam and Yandere!Jonah w/ a chaotic Reader who often escape
Summary: Literally the title
Pairing[s]: Adam Murray × Reader × Jonah Marshall, Romantic.
Warning[s]: yandere tendencies, Implied kidnapping, thoughts of violence from Adam, fights, yells and implied be locked at the basement at the end.
Word Count: 784(oh gosh, I will never get out of this number-)
A/N: This one request it's actually pretty cool!! I like to think about it too when I read some headcanons :D
In the first place, it's better we don't ask how you enter into this romance. The less you know, the better it is. All we know is that you and them,somehow, got together.
In this relationship it's not a good duo for you because Adam can be manipulative, possessive and can be a little bit violent while Jonah can be dependent, obsessive and clingy.
Just a short resume because this is not an individual headcanon of both of them being yandere.
Honestly, I don't think a chaotic Reader would be a good one to this duo. Like, at the first meeting, they genuinely would like that characteristic of yours because it matches with their vibes. Plus: maybe they liked you because of it!
Are you the kind of person who likes exploring places? Yay! They like it too! And since you like to explore both, or one of them, are always in your company. They just want to make sure nothing bad happens to you.
Look how sweet this is!
But, as I was saying: I don't think a chaotic Reader would be a good one after they kidnapped you.
After the kidnapping, Adam and Jonah still want to go to places with you but after some things that you did they, mainly Adam, start to have second thoughts.
The first time you escaped, you just wanted to look closely at a thing you saw outside, in the garden, so you decided to check it out by yourself. What harm would it do?
With you out of sight, the two boys freak out. So they start to search for you all around the house until Adam sees you, through the window, a little bit dirty of mud and clay. Adam wants to teach you a lesson so that you'll never be able to leave a room again without the help of a doctor, but Jonah ends up interrupting those thoughts.
Jonah would be the most understable with you between them two, because he has the same chaotic energy as you. Then he tries to calm down Adam trying to explain that all you wanted to do was explore a little thing but then got lost about the time. Adam didn't even like it but all he does is just mumble some swears. And it is what it is like the most: You ran away, they freak out, Adam wants to take a basketball and break your legs and Jonah changes his mind right after. Jonah always changes his mind claiming that every time you ran over, you never actually ran away too far from home, you always were close to or even in the house. Adam always listened to his affirmations because he was right…until one day.
It was night and everyone was sleeping. At dawn Jonah starts to move in bed and slowly begins to notice the absence of a third person in bed. Still with his eyes closed, Jonah tries to find you with his hands and realizing that he would not find you through physical contact, he ends up opening his eyes and seeing that you are no longer in that place, just Adam.
Moving his head around, he couldn't find you anywhere either and that's when he decided to wake Adam from his sleep to tell him you weren't anywhere. Adam ended up being woken up by Jonah and hearing the same utter the words: "They're not here." Adam is the first to get out of bed.
They start to search the whole house inside, because it's late at night, there was no way you were leaving. Plus, the doors were locked and the key was hidden. When he finished tossing the entire house, Jonah started to get anxious because you really weren't in any of the rooms in the place. So they decided to leave the house and call your name and you didn't answer. Jonah was still close to the house to see if you were around it while Adam walked out a little further.
Adam ends up finding him in a far corner watching the stars. Adam goes mad.
The end is practically Adam pulling you by the hair all the way home and when you get there the first thing he does when he lets go is punches you right in the face and yells about you never doing that again. Jonah, hearing the screams, ran to where you were but it was too late because Adam had already locked you in the basement. As much as Adam and Jonah had fought badly that night, Jonah couldn't help you because he didn't have the key.
Maybe sneaking out at night wasn't such a good idea.
#tw yandere#the mandela catalogue#mandela catalogue#tmc#romantic#mandela catalogue x reader#the mandela catalogue x reader#adam murray#adam murray x reader#jonah marshall x reader#adam murray x reader x jonah marshall#poly love
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Heart of Gold
CisFem Reader x Trafalgar Law
CW: ptsd, trauma, depictions/implications of suicide and suicidal ideation, language, violence, blood, canonical character death, mature themes and events 18+
Chapter 11: Communication
Law exchanges money with the bird and opens up the news. Skimming over the events, his frown darkens as he reads about the death of Edward Newgate.
Marshall D. Teach was a completely different variable to be worried about. Kaido and Big Mom were enough of an issue on their own. He was grateful, via Luffy, that Shanks wasn't going to be a wrinkle in any of their plans, but the other three Emperors were always a concern.
Whitebeard less so due to his failing health, and the powerful connection between Luffy and the 2nd Division Command, Portgas D. Ace. It was still plausible that the Whitebeard pirates would've come to blows with their own alliance, but it was less likely the end result would have had casualties.
"What's new?" You ask, coming out onto the deck. Law hands over the paper and you scan it. He didn't give you much to work off of anymore, making sure that you were building up your own understanding of the world.
"Oh." You say quietly. "That's..." You pause and shake your head. "I'm not sure. One less emperor, but it mentions someone I haven't really heard anyone talk about before. Who's this Marshall D. Teach?"
"He used to be part of the Whitebeard pirates. Killed one of their crew and stole and devil fruit." Law explains, letting you sort through the rest of your knowledge to connect the dots.
"Betrays the crew to steal a fruit, builds his own crew, and then starts a fight with that same crew... in a bid to become an Emperor?" You question.
Law shrugs. "Hard to say. He was – maybe still is – a Warlord. The world Government might support him in a false Emperor capacity."
"Oh, that would mess up the whole balance." You mutter and Law nods. "But... maybe not that much."
"Yeah." He agrees. "Warlord or not, Teach is still a pirate. The World Government isn't going to trust him as much as they would one of their own, and he's certainly not going to trust them that much either. Someone with a treacherous streak like his probably isn't trusting anyone. His own crew is probably a matter of transactional alliances."
You look up at Law. "Is he even after the One Piece?"
Law tilts his head. "I... don't know."
"The assumption is that everyone that's a Warlord, or Emperor, or part of... sorry, it's really called The Worst Generation?"
He nods.
You shake your head. "I understand the intended connotation, but it makes you all sound like you're bad at being pirates."
Law grunts.
"You're doing your first class today, right?" He prompts.
"Yes. Ah... on... on land." You look from the newspaper and look over the island. Something made you feel dizzy, like there was a weight on your chest. Some part of you was afraid of leaving the submarine, but you didn't know why.
There wasn't anything concrete. Just a steady, unrelenting feeling that if you left the ship you would be in danger. As though the very ground would give way beneath your feet and swallow you whole.
"Would it be okay to... to host it on the deck?" You almost feel dizzy asking the question.
"... What's wrong?"
You shake your head a little tearing your eyes from the island and looking back at your captain. "I... don't know. I just don't want to leave the ship."
"Have you been to this island before?"
You look back toward the island, trying to see if any part of it, a scent, or sound, or landmark triggered any memory. Nothing came to mind, and you shook your head. "I don't think so. It's... it's not the island itself."
"The ship feels safe." He states and you nod.
There's a silence between the two of you for a long moment and he puts a hand on your shoulder. "You can give instruction on the ship for today. But... you can't stay on the Tang forever. Maybe after the sun goes down we can go ashore."
"F-for?" You ask, voice a little shakier than you mean.
Law pauses for a moment, before looking at you. "Maybe you'd feel less anxious at night?"
"Ah... yes... per-perhaps." You nod a little in agreement, but the anxious feeling wells up in you again.
"Take a few deep breaths." Law instructs, standing with you as you breathe in deep and let it out slowly. He has you repeat the process a few times until your body starts to relax. "I'm not going to throw you on the island, or leave you behind."
"Oh, yes, no, I... I... don't know what it is exactly." You admit, looking down at the deck. "I just feel afraid, when I think about my feet on dry land."
"Is this a new fear?"
"N-new in what way?"
"Did you have a fear of dry land before you were imprisoned?" He questions but shakes his head before you could answer. "No, probably not. You were so forward at first that you would've said as much."
You chuckle a little, and nod. "You're not wrong. I... I don't recall being anxious like this before now."
Law puts a hand on your shoulder. "We'll work through it, don't worry about it for now, just focus on your lesson."
You nod, taking another deep breath and steadying yourself. You had a bit of time before the "class" would begin, and used that time to center yourself as the crew slowly gathered onto the deck.
Law sat separately from the rest of the crew as you walked them through your instructions. You decided to start with Observation Haki since you weren't ready to go to the island, and armament haki could get out of hand if you weren't careful.
You started out with the basics, building up from what the crew already knew and stepping beyond. Invoking future sight took a lot of practice and focus, and the capacity for how far you could see varied from person to person. Duration was also a matter of need.
Energy spent to see a full day could result in being exhausted for a week – and unable to do anything about the next seven days, never mind the one you were concerned about. It was a tool, not a boundless capacity to view the future like a proper seer. The best application within combat was to look ahead a second at a time, so much happens in a fight within a second, that the information provided was both useful and not overwhelming.
After lecturing for almost thirty minutes, you transitioned into practical applications.
Tying your hair back, you roll up your sleeves.
"This exercise will be easy enough. No using armament haki, especially since we're on the deck of the ship." You explain, pointing to Law and motioning for him to go stand with the others. His eyes narrow a little, but he secures his sword and hat against the railing and goes over to the others. "No devil fruits either." You add as Law waves his hand dismissively.
"The exercise ends, when one of you touches me." You announce with a smile on your face. "I can touch you, and grabbing a fistful of cloth doesn't count." Your foot slides back and you set your weight into your hips, holding your hands up in front of you.
The crew look at one another a little unsure, but Law steps forward first. You see him take in a breath and focus – he's at least using his observation haki, but he's not focused enough.
Yet.
When he grabs for you, it's neither lazy nor slow, he's at least putting effort into the move, but your haki skills are sharper, and you sidestep his arm, back to his body as you step and turn into his space. One hand around his wrist and another on his shoulder, your lower center of gravity gives you leverage, and you toss him over your shoulder smoothly.
After Law lands on the flat of his back you step back, watching him and the crew. You can feel the air shift. You've been little more than a prim and proper noble woman this entire time, slowly changing into a prim and proper regular woman, and just recently an official member of the crew. You hadn't even so much as raised your voice.
All you had done was said that you'd been formally trained, and pirates probably didn't put much stock in formal training. Which was fine – experience could often be a far crueler and more effective teacher than anything else. But the bruises and fractures you had endured at the hands of your teachers were long since faded, and your position meant you received the best care.
Your skin was smooth as silk – and so were your moves.
"... I still didn't hear the bell." Penguin says softly.
You jump in place, making the bell under your shirt jingle.
"Welp." Shachi resigns himself, rushing at you full force. You sidestep him easily, letting him nearly run himself into the railing as you return to your stance.
Chaos erupts.
The entire crew moves, and you slip through them like water through rocks. Gently you knock hands aside and step over feet. Your observation haki is refined enough to show you several minutes into the future, and not just several seconds. The crew are little more than back up dancers for your choreography, but the difference in skill lets you teach them gently.
"Focus!" You say sharply, knocking Bepo's paw into Jean Bart's hand before switching Penguin and Shachi's hats as you moved between them. "Reach out to the seconds beyond what you can see."
Grabbing Ikkaku's wrists, you twirl with her, listening to the surprised gasp as you waltzed her into Hakugan, sending them both backward. "You anticipate your adversary's movements as a natural part of your fighting already." You duck under a grab from Uni and shove Clione back with your hand to stop him from running into Uni's hand.
"Trust your instincts." You twist away from Law without looking at him, stepping low into his space as he's still moving toward you. Your shoulder goes into his thigh as you stand, heaving him up over your shoulder again and putting him flat on the deck – again.
The crew fought well together. The flurry of hands that kept after you didn't intersect with one another unless you moved them into one another's path. The longer the "fight" went on, the more the crew worked together. You could feel the haki coming off them, in different waves and focuses, but they were all trying.
The more they managed to focus, the better they worked together. The better they worked together, the more you had to work to evade them. You weren't dodging a single person, and the collective group made your openings smaller and smaller as time went on.
But that's why the first practical application was a group effort.
The third time you tossed Law over your shoulder, Bepo was nearby to catch him, and both recovered faster. You grabbed Penguin by the shoulder, turning you both around before you released him toward Jean, reaching out and grabbing Ikkaku. She expected you to waltz her around, so instead you lifted her up and put her in Jean's hands.
Both of them looked fully surprised, as you continued to dodge the flurry of hands around you.
"It's like... trying to catch... air." Shachi huffs, taking a second to catch his breath after nearly a half hour of everyone trying.
"The BELL." Penguin nearly sobs.
You smile, stepping aside from Bepo. "Will it give you more energy if it rings?" You question, grabbing Law's wrist and almost dancing with him for a step, giving him a wink and trying to ignore the flicker in your heart as his cheeks dusted pink for a second.
Penguin breathes in and lets out a frustrated grunt. "Yes!"
You set down your foot and the bell rings. There's a harsh light in your eyes, and an uncomfortable turn in your smile – at least as far as the crew is concerned.
"My apologies for any bruises." You say evenly before you move.
The soft jingle of the bell is easier to hear, than you are to see, as you forego grace for speed. The coordination of the crew falters for a moment, and you hear Penguin nearly whimper as Ikkaku swears.
The air on the deck shifts again, and the moment of uncertainty from the crew crumbles to dust. No one approaches you recklessly. There's a circle around and crew members come in one at a time, and you can feel the ones on the edges focusing.
Reaching.
Trying.
Not just to hone their haki, but to really take in your fighting style. The placement of your feet. How your arms and hands move. What parts of you tense as you move. The differences between grace and speed. The watery dance at the start is a sharp exchange of heat as you give them the fight they're finally willing to give you.
You're not a noble in their eyes. Not anymore. Not even residually. There's no ingrained hesitation in their movements. No fear of harming you.
You remember the stern man from Wano. A towering fellow who was more scars than skin, who had beat and bellowed forms into your bones for years. He often shared the philosophy of his homeland along with his more practical lessons.
There is no language more universal –
Stepping in you had to move more forcefully, gripping Shachi's thumb and turning his arm, bringing him to his knees as you stepped on him to vault over Clione.
No words more efficiently understood –
You redirected Bepo's attack toward Jean, and heard the mink apologize before he pulled the punch short. Shachi and Penguin stepped in, to box you in place, but you used Jean stepping back from Bepo's punch to pivot him and send him into the other three as you stepped away.
Then those exchanged in combat.
You bat Law's hand away before turning toward him. The way he moved, the smile on his face – a full smile – reveling in the challenge, hair stuck to his skin from exertion, the glint of tenacity in his eyes. The stoic captain was fully alive, haki flaring from him in barely restrained focus, skin bright with sweat.
You switched to the defensive, knocking aside the attacks that came from him. You could move away, you could toss him again – did you do that just to feel him against you? – you had options. But just a moment.
One moment more.
To see that smile, and the light in those eyes.
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Imagine being a member of the red haired pirates and getting captured by one of the other yonko crews part 3
Blackbeard pirates
Blackbeard: *calls Shanks*
Shanks: hello?
Blackbeard: Akagami
Shanks: *groans because it's Teach* what the fuck do you want?
Blackbeard: now now, that's not how you talk to someone holding one of your friend hostage now is it dear? *Pulls you into his lap* they look so soft
You: *jerks away as he tries to move a strand of your hair behind your ear* don't touch me!
Shanks: (y/n)! TEACH I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU SO MUCH AS TOUCH THEM I'LL KILL YOU!
Blackbeard: yeah yeah *shoves you out of his lap*
You: *yelps*
Shanks: TEACH!
Blackbeard: let's talk hostage return fees, Burgess take the brat to the brig
Shanks: Teach I'm warning you now if anything happens to them I'll kill you and everything you hold dear
Blackbeard: I don't hold anything dear, now I want a million berries for your little bird's safe return. If you fail to get me the money, I'll pluck every feather from your little bird and leave her to die on a deserted island.
Shanks: yeah I can get you the money. *Planning on just beating the fuck out of Teach when he gets you safely back*
Two days later
You: *takes all the Blackbeard pirates' money in poker games*
Blackbeard: *leaves you on an island but takes all your money*
You: *calls shanks*
Shanks: why the fuck is everyone calling me so damn early in the morning!
You: Captain, Teach left me on Porgy island can you come and get me?
Shanks: wait... (Y/n)?
You: yes?
Shanks: isn't Porgy island my terf?
You: yes, that's why I'm not exactly concerned with hiding, are you going to come get me?
Shanks: yeah, I'll go tell Benn to set course for it... I don't understand, what happened?
You: I won too many games of poker and they kind of got mad about it and dumped me here.
Shanks: *starts laughing* you cheated didn't you?
You: what makes you think that?
Shanks: because you're terrible at poker
You: ... Yeah I cheated
Shanks: we'll be there in two days to pick you up.
Big mom pirates
Beast pirates
Blackbeard pirates (here)
Strawhat pirates
Whitebeard pirates
#akagami no shanks imagine#one piece x reader#one piece#akagami no shanks x reader#akagami no shanks#shanks x reader#red haired shanks#shanks#red haired shanks imagine#red hair shanks#red haired shanks x reader#red hair pirates#marshall d. teach#blackbeard#one piece blackbeard#from the depths of the dragon's hoard#tma original#9/25/21#no beta we die like men
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Could you write some angsty headcanons with Marco, Ace and Thatch? Maybe something around: their S/O is heavily wounded in a fight and dying? Or their S/O got lost? Anything you may come up with, but I am needy for something angsty
I will split this request also in two or maybe three parts because I escalated a little bit... Also my ask box is still open, so if you want write me some requests :D
Time for some angst! So here is a little TRIGGER WARNING: The following writing contains BLOOD, DEATH and WOUNDS!
Thatch - A horrible night
It was late at night when Thatch woke suddenly up. Something was different.. He looked at your side of the bed, it was empty.. Did you have to go to the toilet?
He didn't know, but slowly he got a bad feeling and stood up.
Maybe some fresh air would help him, so he went out of his cabin and looked around..
The Moby Dick was silent.. It was a very calm and cloudless night at sea, yet Thatch just couldn't shake off the bad feeling.
He stood at the railing and took a deep breath while gazing thoughtfully into the starry night sky.
A few minutes passed, but Thatch couldn't hear anything.. How much time has passed since you got up? He didn't know.. But some feeling told him that it was too long..
Concern rose in him and he went quietly on search for you.
Dressed only in a white shirt, black pants and a pair of loafers, Thatch walked across the dark deck of the Moby Dick.
„No trace of s/o“ he whispered and looked around..: „Where could they be?“
Suddenly he heard a little sound like a clap below deck. Immediately Thatch went in the direction of the sound and when he went downstairs he heard a dark voice..
„You should not have meddled in my affairs, s/o. Then you wouldn't be in this predicament now and could go on sleeping in peace zehahahaha.“
Thatch froze.. This laugh.. The voice.. He knew both all too well.. A comrade he thought he would know very well.. After all, they had spent several years together at sea..
Another sound of a hit was heard followed by the whimpering of a person.
Now there was no doubt, Thatch knew that voice.. He could probably hear it among thousands.. It was your voice!
Without any hesitation he opened the door, took a broom as his weapon and yelled: „TEACH!!! What are you doing here?!“
Completely surprised, Teach stared at Thatch, blood dripping from his fist..
You looked at Thatch, tears were running down your cheeks. Thatch was here.. All would be good now!
Thatch stared at you.. He saw the blood which was running out of your nose.. Teach had shackled you and even worse he must have broken your nose... Anger rose in Thatch, how dare he hurt you at all? What the hell had gotten into him?!
„I'm here.. You don't need to be afraid any longer..“ He said with his calm voice and smiled a little at you.
Then he turned back to the completely surprised Teach: „I asked you, what are you doing here, Teach?“ He asked the bigger man in front of him and grabbed his broom stronger. It wasn't a real weapon, but hopefully he wouldn't need it.. They were still comrades right..?
„Zehahahaha I should have known that you would search s/o.. But the situation turned out pretty good for me!“ - „Damn you Teach! What the fuck is going on?! Tell me now or..“ - „What?! Do you think you could win against me, Thatch? Just weaponed with a cheap broom? Zehahahaha I don't think so!“
Without any hesitation Thatch attacked Teach with the broom. He wasn't such a good swordsman like Vista, but he was still skilled and knew how to fight with two swords. Of course he wasn't without any reason the commander of Whitbeard's 4th division.
His hits were fast and accurate, any hit was a strike and Teach couldn't do anything against him. Thatch hasn't felt such anger for a long time, but now the calm and friendly man was filled with hatred.
How could a long lasting comrade hurt his family?! How?! Everyone of them had accepted Teach as a brother.. Oyaji called him his son.. How could he betray them like that?!
„AHHHHHHH“ Thatch cried and rammed the broken broom through Teach's breast. Blood poured from the taller pirate's mouth, he gasped once and then toppled over.
Thatch stood panting and looked down at his opponent. Suddenly he heard a soft whimper and immediately ran to you and quickly began to untie the bonds and the gag in your mouth.
When you were finally freed, Thatch immediately wrapped you tightly in his strong arms. Tears were running down your cheeks and you snuggled close to your Thatch. Finally the nightmare was over.. Teach wouldn't harm anyone on the Moby Dick.
„Can you walk?“ Thatch asked with his calm voice and you nodded: „It's okay..“ You whispered and you two went slowly out of the cammer and upstairs.
The cold, fresh air of the night was wonderful after this cruel experience and you both took a deep breath.
Thatch looked at you with eyes so soft, but also filled with sorrow: „Why did he do this..?“ He asked while softly stroking your cheek: „I heard him while he was talking with someone at the Den Den Mushi.. He was talking about the devilfruit we have found.. And that it has finally happened.. The beginning of his era..“
„Strange.. Is this devilfruit so special?“ The chef asked: „But it's over now.. Teach is dead.. And Oyaji will hear about his betrayal.“ He smiled a little bit and kissed your forehead softly. You also started to smile: „Yeah it's over..“ You whispered.
You looked up into Thatch's face, but suddenly his smile stopped and his eyes widened in shock. Blood spitted out of his mouth and when you looked down his breast the blade of a knife protruded from his body.
A loud scream came out of your mouth and you caught Thatch's body when he fell down. „No no no no please no!! Thatch, Thatch stay by my side! Please!“
„Zehahahaha that wasn't very nice Thatch and it hurt! But now you know how much that hurt my friend! You two thought you had won? Pah, as if I would die from such a small broomstick!“
You looked up to the other pirate, your eyes were filled with hatred, but even though you wished to kill this damn bastard immediately you also panic because of Thatch. So you pressed his weak body against yours and thought about any solution for this bad situation. What could you do?!
Suddenly Teach looked around and made an angry face: „Damn it, they have woken up because of your damn scream!“
He looked at you and for a moment he seemed to think about killing you too, but then he seemed to decide to flee: „Whitebeard's era is over!“ He laughed before he disappeared into the darkness of the night.
Finally some other crew members came outside and you heard the voice of Marco who came running towards you.. But all of that didn't matter... You didn't care..
Your eyes were focusing on the empty eyes of the love of your life... You would never see his wonderful smile again.. Would never hear his calm, friendly voice...
Thatch was dead.. He died in your arms.. Tears were running down your cheeks again and you heard the other crew members who were shocked about the sudden death of one of their crew members.. Some also cried.. Some got angry..
But no one besides you was so shocked like Whitebeard.. A son of his were murdered on his own ship.. Murdered by his own comrade.. By a man he had called his son for more than twenty years..
This incident was the beginning of the new upcoming era.
#whitebeard pirates#thatch one piece#whitebeard crew#one piece#op headcanons#thatch x reader#op imagine#one piece scenarios#op scenario#one piece scenario#one piece x reader#thatch x y/n#thatch#one piece x y/n#blackbeard#marshall d. teach
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Hi there, may I have a scenario with Shiryu has been getting dreams of his future s/o? (nsfw or sfw) He's really something 👀💦 Thank you~
Hey Anon, thank you so much for requesting!! First time writing for him! I don't know a lot about him so I'm sorry if it's not what you were expecting. Also, I wasn't sure what you meant by "future s/o". Does he know them? Is it like a some magic shit happens and he sees the future? Either way, I decided to use the first one. They know each other but are not dating.
I also left it open if reader actually likes him or not sooo....hope you're not mad.
Warning: 18+, nsfw, oral, wet dream
Pairing: Shiryu x fem! reader
Word count: 1.8k
Ever since he first saw you, he knew he would get himself into something he couldn’t get out off so easily. He couldn’t point out exactly what he found so fascinating about you but you somehow got to him. First, he thought it was simply physical attraction; you were good looking in his eyes and he wanted nothing more than to just shove his dick down your hole and have his way with you. He was neither a kind nor a gentle man so this was the natural train of thought he had.
God, the way you presented yourself in front of him; your tempting curves, your sinful lips, your irresistible eyes – he fantasized about how you were down on your knees in front of him, his dick between your soft lips and looking at him with an innocent gaze. But the more time he spent watching you, the more he realized that he found you attractive in more than just one way. He actually enjoyed listening to what you had to say; you weren’t like any of the women in Blackbeard’s crew, you actually knew your shit and kept him on his toes with every conversation you two had.
He noticed he wasn’t the only one who showed interest in you but to his amusement you managed to shut his captain down rather quickly. He respected you for that; not everyone could stand in front of Blackbeard, turn him down and see to live another day. Shiryu didn’t know if you were attracted to him as well so he decided to keep it to himself. It was totally not like him; he took what he wanted with no regards to whether it was okay or not.
But since he kept it to himself, he had more and more odd dreams about you. It all started with innocent ones; you two talking, him watching you doing everyday tasks, you…kissing him. It was silly to have those dreams but it didn’t exactly choose to have them in the first place. They didn’t make things more difficult between the two of you either. He was a big man, he could separate dreams from reality quite good. And then this happened.
You were sitting at the bar alone, pirates surrounding you but you were not paying attention to them. Most of the men were trying to hit on you but you simply ignored them. He didn’t recognize any of the faces, they were all blurry and mashed together but he didn’t care about them. He had only eyes for you.
With a confident grin on his face and his cigar between his lips he strode over to where you were sitting, your back turned towards him, not seeing him coming. “I take it you’re not interested in socializing?” he asked, taking a seat right next to you. You looked at him with your intense eyes and it felt like you were looking right through him.
“And what makes you think that?” you countered, resting your head on your fist, not breaking eye contact. “Just a hunch.” He replied. “Maybe I was just waiting for you.” You purred, a lascivious smile on your lips. Shiryu raised his eyebrows in surprise and amusement but he didn’t let you throw him off. “Then I guess it’s your luck I showed up…” he lifted his hand, putting it under your chin, his thumb stroking your bottom lip.
He saw how your eyes slowly looked him up and down. “Like what you see?” he asked, looking you up and down in return. “I don’t know. Why don’t you take off your clothes so I can take a better look?” now, he was really surprised. He didn’t expect you to be this straight forward. “Then I guess you don’t care about the other people here?”
“What other people?” you asked. Confused, he looked around and indeed he found this place empty. Weird. Where did all the other pirates go? But he didn’t think too much about it and instead looked back at you. “Never mind….” He purred, blowing some smoke out of his mouth.
“So, you said you wanted to see what’s underneath my uniform? You need to earn it first.” he growled, seeing your body shiver at his words. His hand slowly gliding down your neck, brushing away your hair in the process. He loved how perfectly his hand fit around your neck. “I did.” You agreed, leaning into his touch, grabbing his hand with yours before leading it further down.
“You don’t seem to waste any time….I like that.” He purred, following your lead. You led his hand down your body, over your clothed breasts, down your stomach and to the hem of your shirt. With an expectant look on your face you waited for him to continue. Shiryu added his second hand, pushing both underneath your shirt before slowly pulling it up your body, exposing more and more of your delicate skin until he pulled it over your head.
You bit your lip, looking up at him through your thick lashes and it made him hot. He wanted to see this look on you more often, but especially when you were between his legs. But first, he wanted to feel you underneath his touch. He stood up from the stool, now towering over you. With hungry eyes and skillful hands he started exploring your body. He heard you gasp in response and you leaned back until your back was lying on the bar counter, your arms above your head.
He took the invitation, taking the cigar out of his mouth, throwing it away and instead having his lips occupy your breasts, licking, biting and sucking on the sensitive skin. A moan left your body and he felt your legs wrap around his waist, pressing your bodies against each other. He groaned, his dick already feeling incredibly hard underneath his uniform trousers.
While his hands moved up and down your sides, his mouth moved up your collarbone and to your neck, biting down harshly until he drew blood. You moaned again, this time louder, and pressed your crotch against his, moving your hips up and down.
“Touch me!” you panted, looking at him through hooded eyes. “I am touching you.” He chuckled, knowing exactly what you meant. “No, not like this….I want you to touch me….down here…” you said, suddenly seeming a lot more shy than before, licking your lips nervously while you took his hand in yours again, leading it straight down to the waistband of your pants.
“Oh? Down here?” he asked, his hot breath tickling your skin. You nodded, biting you lip once more, looking at him wantonly. His strong hands were surprisingly skilled in opening your pants, pulling the last remains of your clothes off. He looked down at your glistering core, his grin intensifying at the prospect of eventually burying himself inside of you.
But right now, he wanted to taste you above anything else. “Spread those pretty legs of yours…” he purred, helping you pull your legs close to your body. “Hold your legs like this, will ya?” he asked but not really meaning it as a question. You obliged nevertheless, pressing your thighs against your breasts, exposing your core to him entirely. Shiryu let his hands wander down between your legs, over your stomach, down to your sex. When he touched you, you whimpered, your lower body twitching at the feeling.
His grin turned wolfish, his thumb starting to circle your clit. Your hips bucked up against his digit, wanting to feel him more. “More….” You whined, spreading your legs a little further the best you could. Shiryu happily obliged; he let one of his long digits glide over your wet slit while he kept stimulating your sensitive nub. When he entered you, you let out a loud moan, arching your back, inching closer against his fingers.
He moved his finger in and out, watching and feeling how well you sucked him in, the anticipation inside his body growing to when he could replace his finger with his swollen member, filling you out to the brim, stretching you to the point where it would become uncomfortable for you but he would make you scream for him.
He added a second finger, curling them up inside of you, searching for the bundle of nerves that would drive you crazy. A guttural moan was your answer when he found it, your walls tightening around him. “Right there!” you squeaked in a high pitched voice, your body trembling a little under the intense feeling.
He started thrusting his fingers in and out, trying to hit your special spot with each thrust. His thumb kept circling your clit, but he wanted to replace it with something different. The former prison warden leaned down, watching how your pussy reacted to his ministration; how it twitched, how it made wet sounds, how your hips jerked against him – he loved it.
When his lips replaced his thumb and started sucking on your clit you couldn’t help but let out a scream, your hands coming down and pressing his face against your core. He chuckled against your sex, tasting your slick on his tongue.
“Shiryu!” you panted, your legs dangling in the air while your hands gripped his hat, eventually pulling It off his head.
His tongue glided down your slit, joining his fingers in thrusting into you.
“Shiryu!” you moaned, this time louder. He knew you were close and he wanted to make you cum before you could repay him; and he wouldn’t be gentle. He would fuck your mouth until it was soer and then fuck every remaining hole you had. The thought alone had him growl against your wet lips.
He added another finger, pumping them in and out, his lips and teeth scraping against your pussy, becoming rougher and rougher. Your moans grew louder in response, his name falling from your lips like a prayer. He needed only a few more thrusts and you would become undone.
“Shiryu!”
“Shiryu!”
“Shiryu!”
“Shiryu!”
“Damnit, Shiryu!”
“Shiryu, you fucking bastard! Wake up!” The man sat upright in his bed, sweat gathered on his forehead, his chest heaving from this intense dream.
“You okay? You look awful!” Blackbeard laughed, standing in the door, looking at his crewmate.
“Get lost….” Shiryu growled, only slowly realizing that not only had it been a dream but that this bastard of a captain deprived him of seeing you come to your orgasm on top!
“Zehahahaha. You seem upset. Whatever it is, forget about it. We are setting sail.” Blackbeard announced.
Shiriyu looked at him displeased. “Not until I I’ve done what I should’ve done long before.” He murmured, getting up and passing by his captain but not without bumping into him ‘accidentally’. “And what would that be?” Blackbeard asked, looking at him in amusement. “Fuck Y/n’s brain out.”
#one piece#op#op imagine#op shiryu#Shiryu x reader#op Shiryu x reader#op shiryu imagine#Shiryu x you#op Shiryu x you#female reader#blackbeard#marshall d teach#blackbeard pirates#op x you#op x reader
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Got any Blackbread crew fluffy headcanons?
of course! 💕
now for the blackbeard crew i generally do blackbeard, shiryu, catarina devon, van augur, laffitte, avalo, burgess, and doc q, but there are other crew members so if you want me to add them please tell me 😊
blackbeard crew fluff headcanons
-there is a surprising amount of deep talks, about dreams, fate, childhood, your relationship
-he's a total sucker for affection especially kisses, kiss him on the cheek and he'll turn red and start babbling, crawl onto his laps and wrap your arms around his belly nuzzling into him and he'll freeze mid sentence and stare at you like 😨
-so because of his size he can’t exactly cuddle with you to sleep, but you lay on his stomach up towards his neck so he can wrap his arms around you (he’s freaking tall)
-he’s very protective and gets jealous easily, except for the protective part he actually doesn’t get protective until he turns and sees you in trouble because honestly he doesn’t keep the closest eye on you at times
-he’s not one for pda but if you sit on his lap he’s okay with that, similar for in private, except you can hold his hand or lay on him and he’ll return it simply
-he’s very protective, i mean being a former impel down guard he has some experience protecting things, and obviously killing people, he has absolutely no problem killing someone who hurt you
-when he comes in really late at night and sees you sleeping already, he’ll pull the blanket up around you and gently stroke your cheep before getting ready for bed himself
-he’s a fan of your kisses especially on his cheek, he got used to them and began expecting them so in public he’ll just look okay you until you give him one, in private he’ll lean down and gesture to his cheek
-he freaking purrs 🥺 if you strikes his hair or caress his cheeks, when you cuddle or pepper his face with kisses, he starts purring
-he’ll take whatever you want, you see a necklace? you got it. you want those 5 dresses? you shall have it
-cuddling is his favorite, doesn’t matter what time of day he’ll go find you and pull you on top of him or lay across you and keep you there until he’s satisfied
-he loves having you sit on his lap while he eats, offering you bites here and there or chuckling when you open your mouth signaling for another bite
-he likes going on walks around whatever town you’re staying in, or on the island if you’re staying there, just walking around holding hands and chatting
-and there’s the lounging on the deck of the ship, standing by the railing with your hand on the would and avalo’s placed over yours
-i have this one fic where he's just poking you wwith his cane, so. yeah, he loves annoying you by jabbing you with his cane. when you're annoyed with him like after you've had a fight and you're ignoring him, he'll reach out and poke you until you yell. at him to stop then he just smiles
-he loves telling you stories about his past, the "demon sheriff" who was "too violent"
-when he comes into your cabin on the ship to get ready for bed (because he insists on sharing a room) he'll take off his top hat and place it on your head then get undressed and into his pjs (which are silk btw)
-he will not hesitate to murder someone who gets on your nerves, someone is annoying you there for annoying him there for needs to pay
-you always wake up completely trapped in his embrace, his long limbs wrapped around you while he buries his face in the crook of your neck, nape of your neck, chest, shoulder, ect. like completely trapped, you don't move until he does, if you try to move his embrace tightens a significant amount
-a lot, if not all, of the gifts she gives you are splattered with blood. it's just because she got it from the woman she killed, she thought you would like the the bracelet, ring, necklace, dress, shoes, etc
-she's definitely okay wwith pda, usually she'll have an arm around your waist or she'll carry you on her hip (she's tall okay)
-there's lots of kisses, makeouts yes but also little nose kisses in the morning, forehead kisses when you're having a soft quiet moment, kisses on your shoulder when you're cuddling
-she loves seeing you wear her clothes, especially her hat, whenever you walk into the room adorning the accessory she smiles brightly and points with an encouraging compliment
-I couldn’t think of much for this guy
-he’s a cuddle bug but his hugs are always a bit intense, he forgets how strong he is and how small you are compared to him and he ends up hurting you but he apologizes
-he lives to show off, every chance he gets he’s showing off for you and when he loses or gets embarrassed he gets snappy and cranky
-he tends to move around a lot in his sleep so you’ll occasionally wake up being smacked across the fake or with burgess rolling on top of you and/or pushing you off the bed
-i would say you could ride his horse with him but actually, he and his horse are incredibly sick and both of them barely have the strength to stand so you can't ride on the horse, you can however walk next to it while doc talks to you or holds your hand
-you can also feed his horse sugar cubes and doc always watches you like 🙂
-he either sleeps, or stays awake the whole night, if he sleeps then he's passed out on top of you or sprawled across the bed like a starfish, if he can't sleep he'll just lay in bed letting you sleep on him
-he likes to take you with him and give people the exploding apples for no reason except to see you smile at their suffering, he'll also show you how to make the apple if you want, he watches from teh. side while you hurry across a road dropping an apple and then the two of you giggle when it blows up on the poor person who picked it up
-he taught you a bit about how he reades fates with the flight patterns of birds and sometimes. he'kl test. you by asking if. you see anything
-he also tried to teach you to shoot but he's at a war with himself because you might need to learn and it could be fun, but you could get hurt too
-he's not the biggest cuddler or pda person, but if you initiate something he won't exactly push you away unless it's extravagant and really lovey-dovey
-when ever the crew is sitting down somewhere, van augur will either pull you into his lap or let you sit next to him and lean your head on his shoulder while you use his cape as a blanket
#one piece x reader#one piece imagine#one piece headcanons#one piece#blackbeard x reader#blackbeard imagine#blackbeard headcanons#marshall d. teach#shiryu x reader#shiryu imagine#shiryu headcanons#doc q x reader#doc q imagine#doc q headcanons#catarina devon x reader#catarina devon imagine#catarina devon headcanons#catarina devon#shiryu#doc q#laffitte x reader#laffitte headcanons#laffitte#van augur x reader#van augur headcanons#burgess x reader#burgess imagine#burgess headcanons#van augur#blackbeard pirates
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nsfw teach headcanon ramble that i meant to put here forever ago but just. forgot to. anyways it's under the cut
(mdni)
okay so. this hc that blackbeard isnt super into different positions he either has u ride him or hell do like. missionary or doggy. but thats it. he likes to have Control and is overall just rlly rlly dominant in the bedroom. like if ur a switch then sorry but youre not a switch anymore. he will not let u dom him At All like this guy loves having power over people constantly and yes that includes during sex
"but dont you have control if ur riding him?" i never said anything about having control over him. i like to think that he likes having a partner whos a lot smaller than him bc then he can move you around like a doll. hell wrap a hand around u and practically use u as a fleshlight and call that "riding"
also uses a looooooooooooooot of petnames mixed in with demeaning/humiliating names (slut, whore, etc). hell be saying some of the most vile things to u while calling you "sweetheart." yeah.
hes super possessive so dont even think abt eyeing up anyone else when ur with him. and if ur interested in a threesome itll be more of the third person sitting and watching while he absolutely wrecks you in front of them. it gives him an insane powertrip and he loves showing off
speaking of powertrips. like i said before hes really into having a tiny partner. he has a thing for being able to wrap just one hand around you and it lowkey turns him on when he thinks abt the insane bulge youll have in ur stomach when hes fucking u
also: hes got a biiiig oral fixation. hell tonguefuck your throat until you cant speak properly. hes even got a thing for sticking his big fingers in your mouth. bonus points if u suck on his tongue while its in ur mouth. he wont give head tho unless its something he really REALLY wants to do but hes a big fan of you going down on him. hell most likely end up taking the wheel and forcing you down on him instead of letting u go at ur own pace
big fan of ass and thighs and LOVES giving creampies. he prob wont even ask permission hell just do it bc he can
thats all i have. hi
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Okay so
Wb pirates but Yandere, they slip up and when teach stabs thatch(he survives cause I said so) he takes reader with him and everyone proceeds to freak the fuck out like a dog on cocaine
Like???? I think marco and thatch would have it the worst cause Marcos the most obsessed and grilling himself on how this could happen and thatch is sitting in the recovery room pissed he couldn’t protect them? But I can imagine everyone is spiraling.
How far would teach get? Would it still just be ace who goes after him?
I love the idea that at some point the reader had told Teach they really missed home. Like, they’ve come to terms with being a part of the crew no matter what, but it’d be nice to be able to go home.
So when Teach’s reason to bounce happens, he brings them along. (Grabbing the reader is what makes the stabbing job just sloppy enough that Thatch survives). In this way he’s almost a good guy? But even the reader’s like “I appreciate the intent, but turning traitor still not cool.”
Plus now that they’re off the ship and on the run, the reader’s a nervous wreck. Are they really free? Are they really going to be able to go home, even for just a little while? Is there really any place in the world they could disappear into and not have to worry?
And there are SO MANY WAYS this could go too.
Maybe they’re too attached to whoever and Teach’s plan to “save” them ends up with them stabbing him in the back? Whether it’s Ace or more, they find the reader sword in hand, covered in blood, just kind of losing it by Teach’s corpse.
Maybe they do manage to disappear and start a new life, and it’s not until it’s all said and done - where the news says everyone from the crew is dead or imprisoned and no one even knows where Marco is. They go to the island to pay their respects at the gravesite, not really guilty about leaving, but the crew did care for them, even if it was twisted.
I’m saying farewell they learn that Marco is indeed alive and well. Fully retired on the island. Doctor and protector. The sweet ending is the both of them apologizing - Marco for how they trapped the reader, the reader for how they left. It’s a long LONG road of hard conversations and compromises, but it works out in the end.
Or it’s just as it was and they’re chained and restrained in his home until they break again, accepting their fate and filling the void of his grief.
But maybe the four famous commanders catch up with Teach. The fight that ensues could go a few ways, but is the tragedy that the reader doesn’t survive the fight? Does the pain of that loss shatter the others that Teach ends up with far greater treasures? Izou and Thatch won’t survive, but who does the WG want more? The King’s brat, or Pops’ most beloved son? They could have both but Teach feels he’s earned the other as his own prize.
There’s certainly a lot in there to play around with. Including a real turning point where the reader foils Teach’s plans entirely and he dies on the Moby. The reader earns way more freedoms after that, even though the crew still essentially keeps them. But for them to risk life and limb to protect Thatch puts everyone at ease.
#quin answers#anon asks#yandere#cw yandere#reader insert#x reader#marco the phoenix#thatch one piece#izou one piece#portgas d ace#marshall d. teach
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Teach Being Comforting
Anonymous requested: If it isn't too much trouble, would you be alright with writing a scenario for Teach comforting his small, trans male s/o, as he struggles with feelings of inadequacy and wishing he was more manly? Thank you in advance, but I understand if you cannot write this. 💖
This was such a cute request that I just had to do it! I switched it to headcanons and they may be on the short side though just because I am a little bit unconfident since I am a cis female and I would hate to get this wrong. Thank you for entrusting me with this request and I hope you like it Lovely!
On that note, I need to say BLACKBEARD WOULD BE THE MOST SUPPORTIVE PARTNER IN THIS SCENARIO!
Marshall D. Teach (Blackbeard) x Trans!Male Reader
Warnings: Fluff, self-doubt from reader, so like a hint of angst
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First things first- If you are feeling unmanly, Teach would not put up with it
He would constantly affirm with you that you are the manliest and strongest person he knows and of course he is right if you are in his crew (I mean do you see how much trust and power he and his crew has?)
Speaking of trust, Teach trusts you fully with any mission that needs to get done and because he knows you struggle with feelings of inadequacy, he does tend to give you the harder missions just so you can prove to him (but more yourself) that you are more than capable than any other man in the crew
He will straight up fight (more like murder) anyone who says you are not man enough
He will go down proving you are
Also, I can’t stress this enough- It does not matter how small you are, Teach will be the small spoon on more occasions than one and this will boost both yours and his self-esteem
He will fight you for the position too lmao
He likes to feel vulnerable every once in a while, and since he has to be tough not because of his crew but because the marines and the world is watching his move, he can only rely on you, so you bet he is showing his full vulnerability around you and showing you there are more ways to be a man other than being big and tough
A bit off-topic but he knows you can fully take care of yourself, but he does watch out for you in battle
And much like Luffy with Zoro (you know the whole dragging around thing?) When Teach gets excited he will straight up pick you up so you can go exploring together
Anyway 10/10 he will not let you feel bad about yourself and will be your number 1 biggest supporter
#my writing#one piece#one piece x reader#blackbeard x reader#marshall d. teach#teach x reader#trans male reader#fanfiction#headcanons#one piece fanfiction#one piece headcanons
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❤️ About me + masterlist ❤️
Hello y'all lovely fellas !
Well,my mom always taught me to be polite to people I didn't know.
So... Since y'all don't know me and I didn't know y'all, I have to introduce myself.
I don't like using my real first name on internet, so... I'll use a nickname.
I'm Vaadalt, if it's too long, call me V or Vee, it's ok.
23 years old.
I like to describe myself as a Mr.nobody
I'm calm, quite discreet and a bit of a ghost at the edges, I like to listen more than to talk.
I've been writing for a long time noow x) I've done a lot of roleplaying and I'm still doing it today.
I open a blog to write fictions, headcanons and other drabble for One piece mainly and a little Naruto if I have the courage.
In terms of taste, I like to describe myself as a geeky, manga-loving metalhead, coffee addict and a beer enthusiast.
WHAT I WILL WRITE
I will write , fluff , angst, smut nsfw lewd. With +18 character.
WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE
Puke, piss , furry, shit, fishmen lewd, lolicon, and other thing i don't think for now.
RULES
Be polite please, will be the most thankfull rule.
MINOR DON'T INTERACT
Max three character per headcanon. One character per fic/drabble
Please respect my creativity, if i don't want to write something, i'll not don't do it.
Be clear in your request please, don't let me think 'bout your request for three day please.
MASTER LIST
Update date : 10/08/22
Straw Hats Crew
Luffy :
Conforting s/o [GN]
with an fem!admiral s/o ( fem!reader)
Nami :
Giving and receiving affection from her s/o [GN]
Genderbender HC
with a virgin!sub s/o [GN] [NSFW]
Zoro :
with an fem!admiral s/o ( fem!reader)
Zoro x fem!reader that can't feel any sourness.
with a virgin!sub s/o [GN] [NSFW]
Zoro having his pec played.
Nico Robin :
Giving and receiving affection from her s/o [GN]
Genderbender HC
Sanji :
Sanji x fem!reader who love to eat lemon. [Fem reader]
with an fem!admiral s/o ( fem!reader)
Kid Crew
Kid :
Conforting s/o [GN]
Law Crew
Law :
Conforting s/o [GN]
Whitebeard Pirate
Marco :
s/o eating all the snacks [GN-reader]
with an s/o that love's to eat pineapple with him ( fem!reader)
Marco on sleeping on his s/o lap [Fem!reader]
Marco affection
Ace :
s/o eating all the snacks [GN-reader]
Other crew/pirate
Mihawk :
S/o having bad time. [Male reader]
Mihawk find his s/o playing guitar and singing [GN-Reader]
Mihawk affection
Black-Maria :
S/o having bad time. [Male reader]
Marshall D.Teach - Black-Beard :
Drabble [Gender neutral reader] : Insomnia - Marshall D.Teach
Marine/ World Governement
Fujitora affection
Smoker having his pec played.
#master list#fluff#one piece#one piece x reader#s/o#gn reader#gn s/o#anime#gender neutral reader#cat burglar nami#roronoa zoro#roronoa zoro x reader#zoro x fem!reader#monkey d luffy#dracule mihawk#nami#nico robin#marco the phoenix#portgas d. ace#marshall d teach#black beard#black maria
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꒰𝐞𝐧.꒱
trafalgar d. water law x black!fem!reader
"ah, [your name]~ya,"
trafalgar looked at the sight in front of him. this was nothing new to him, but it was definitely uncommon for him to find a woman beaten this badly. what was shocking to him, was that she had a heartbeat. before he could begin her operation, he made sure that the doors were locked. the last thing he needed was someone to interrupt him. if that were to happen, then she would be dead. sighing, he grabbed a pair of gloves and placed them on. this was nothing that the surgeon of death has never seen before.
the operation took twelve hours. now this mystery person was stable, while he left the room and walked to his office. this woman looked familiar to him, but yet he couldn't put a name to match her face. he was hoping that when she woke up, she'd be able to recall what happened to her and who she was. until then, it was time for him to get to work. trafalgar needed to figure out what was the donquixote family up to now, and how would he be able to hurt them where it would be detrimental towards them. he was hoping to hear from strawhat as well, hoping that he'd agree to the alliance.
the worst generation. known as the eleven supernovas who are the top rookie mafia families. composed from nine different families, they all share one goal. to make it to the top of the mafia family food chain. unfortunately for them, those four spots would be occupied by four different families. four of the strongest families to be exact. the beast family, the big mom family, the blackbeard family, and the red hair family. they were known to be the strongest and respected families throughout the state of florida. it is known that out of the four, the beast and big mom family have the largest families out of the mafia business. but that didn't scare the worst generation, ranking from the best males and female. marshall d. teach, monkey d. luffy, trafalgar d. water law, eustass kid, scratchmen apoo, capone bege, basil hawkins, roronoa zoro, x drake, killer, jewelry bonney, and urouge. they all made a name for themselves with their raw power and usage of their devil fruit powers, except for two; killer and zoro. now despite marshall being the founder of the blackbeard family, he took a shortcut to become one of the four mafia emperor. he stole his spot instead of working for it the way the other ten did. now to ordinary mafia families, they seemed like a threat. to the four emperor families, the worst generation had a long way to go if they wanted to reach their status. this was something that they've worked for since some of them were kids, and if they thought they'd be able to get it by the snap of their fingers, boy were they wrong. what the worst generation did not know was that they would be in for a rude awakening.
the heat from the sun shining on her face woke her up. where the hell was she? why was she in a random room? she knew she wasn't back at doflamingos because her room looked nothing like this. well where ever the hell she was, she needed to find the nearest exit. [your name] slowly sat up from the bed with her feet dangling from it, she tried to lift herself up to go down. that was probably one of the worst mistakes she could have ever made.
"fuck..." she muttered to herself as she just stared at the floorboard.
"you should probably lie down," the male quickly appeared in her room, standing by the door frame.
wait a minute, this voice sound familiar. she slowly lifted her head up, and saw someone she never wanted to see ever in her life. trafalgar d. water law, he was the one who saved her.
"ah, [your name]~ya," he clicked his tongue together, looking at her.
"i knew you looked familiar, just couldn't put a name to your face," he added while she scoffed.
the last time she saw him, was at sabaody archipelago street. the day she gave him a good kick to the face while he attempted to dismember her body.
"what'd ya' do to me?" she gave him a glare while he chuckled.
"i saved ya' life, that's what i did," he placed a foot on the doorframe.
"saved me?" she scoffed.
"take a look at ya' body, all the stitches on ya' leg? i'm surprised you can move your arms considering how far bent they were," he sighed.
"but if you don't want to believe me that's fine with me. a thank you would've been fine," he added, staring at her.
"what do you mean a simple thank you would be fine? i was perfectly fine on my own before i met you," she scoffed.
"really? because i saved you from dying but if that's how you want to act, then go ahead," he spoke calmly, staring at the stubborn woman.
"and by looking at your scars, i could tell that it was doflamingo..." he trailed off, causing her body to stiffen.
this was the one thing she hated about him. he knew too much without asking, how was someone able to know about a situation that they weren't present at.
"how do you know?"
"it's pretty obvious. let me tell you a secret that nobody here in this house knows..." he trailed off.
"when i was younger, i used to be part of the donquixote family. i went there hoping to find a cure for a deadly disease that i had, so i decided to join because he promised that he'd help me. but then i realized what type of person he was, and his brother was the one who helped me escape that family," he added, walking over to her.
"so my best bet is that you must've committed treason or your trying to escape," she gulped, looking at him.
"and if i did, what's it to ya’?" she looked away from him.
"if you need help, i'd be willing to help. i've been trying to stop him and bring him down. all i'm saying is that you don't have to do it by yourself [your name]~ya," and that was the last thing he said before he left her room.
was she truly safe here? could she trust him? all she knew was that she couldn't get up right now and had to relax in the meantime before making her next move.
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