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beanghostprincess · 3 months

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Tumblr crossed soul mates yessssssss you have the BEST opinions and dropping asks here is so much fun and really it's the highlight of my day.

Shanks trying to get flirting advice from the crew, specifically Roger, is both so in character and absolutely hilarious. Like. Dropping my own headcanon here, but I feel like Rouge was probably ALSO a badass of a woman, and so Roger's type is women who could destroy me. Shanks has the same taste, plus a little extra friends-to-lovers trope seasoning for extra Flavor. Crocus is just off to the side, either NO help or equally as bad. Rayleigh is certain he's going gray already bc of the Shenanigans.

Imagine for a moment that Shanks keeps Not Being Clear. He thinks he's being OBVIOUS, but Buggy, while Suspecting Smth, isn't gonna make it easy on him (she also is terrified to be misreading things and refuses to take that chance. She talks mad shit, but Shanks is her PERSON. Of course she loves him, of course he's her soulmate, her beloved, her bst friend, her comrade, of course of course of course. But she'd rather remain best friends and pining inside than risk losing him at all.).

It comes to a head when they have their Regularly Scheduled Whitebeard V Roger Fight.

((Insert a crack ship here but-)) Maybe, after the battle, during the cool down, this time around there's no Teach to set Buggy's instincts off. Maybe Marco, just a few years the cabin kids' senior, has Noticed Buggy. Maybe the Phoenix is preening and fighting weird, sudden instincts and is so absolutely FLUSTERED by it. Maybe Buggy is, in turn, flustered or flattered by the attention - maybe she even misconstrues it.

Marco is letting Buggy look over his books, is offering her his hand when boarding or stepping off a ship - either ship, mind you - is sharing his food, is shouldering others aside to give her something Shiny and Pretty, is attentive to if she shivers, if she sweats, offers her comfortable places to sit, is just.... in her orbit.

And Shanks does not like that, not one bit.

So he's in a Mood, as one would expect of a jealous teen boy, no matter his general disposition.

Others have noticed by now, the intense glaring matches between Marco and Shanks are shooting over an oblivious Buggy's head. She's just too excited by treasures, fabrics, textures and books to care much about the boys - until the evening.

Marco invites her to read together by the firelight, a blanket in one arm. She's tempted - he has a few books on constellations that she's debating lifting from their dusty shelves, and so few on the Oro Jackson enjoy reading the way she does.

But then a hand hooks decisively on her waist. Suddenly, Shanks is beside her, arm around her, holding her, pinning her, to his side and chest as he shoots what may generously be called a smile at the zoan devil fruit user.

"Buggy is capable of speaking for herself, Red-yoi."

"Oh, she is! Absolutely, I'll never cast doubt on that. She's spirited, alright. But ya know something, bird brain?" His eyes darken, smiled falling. "She's mine."

"Is she now?"

"If she wants to be - I won't force it. But watch your hands. Don't get so touchy with my Buggy."

"Stay in your lane, Shanks-yoi."

And suddenly the hand on her waist is gone. Suddenly Shanks is gone. Suddenly there's a brawl, right there, and Buggy is left gaping as her brain works on overdrive.

Half the assembled crews are drunk and cheering them on, a good chunk are asleep or off wandering, but Buggy is soon swept into the safe cocoon of Toki's arms, tucked to her side.

She is transfered to Roger, to Rayleigh, taken home and calmed down because the fragile, precarious structure she has assembled now has become full of unknowns. She's losing her mind over it, but more than that, she's fighting a desperate hope that she hates herself for having.

Shanks can do so much better than her, she tells herself.

The boy in question comes staggering in soon after - he was pissed at Marco, sure, but he noticed when she started panicking, when she began floating, when she was gone - and he came for her. He came as quickly as he could.

And he apologizes. "I shouldn't have called you mine."

Her chest feels like it's been stabbed.

He continues without hesitation. "You're your own person. You're too bright and smart and strong and awesome to just be some guy's girl. You're Buggy, and my feelings for you shouldn't ever take that away from you."

"What..."

"Mm?"

"What are you feelings for me?"

And they cry that night. They yell, and scream, and cry, and laugh, and when they fall asleep, it's tangled together in his hammock, her head resting on his chest and his grin buried in blue curls.

Marco and Shanks, both as adults, still have a semi-playful rivalry going on where they're down to throw hands at the drop of a hat, but it's all in good fun. They still sometimes argue over Buggy, but it's mostly to get her to blush, cackle or yell at them - usually, all three, though not in that order. Marco calls her "the one that got away" and makes the melodramatic "sometimes I can still hear her voice-" comments if only bc it makes people either laugh, groan, or get absolutely flabbergasted.

He was invited to their wedding.

AAA I'm so glad you're having fun sending the asks because I have so much fun reading your ideas <33 They're just SO good.

This is all PERFECT. Rouge was definitely a badass of a woman and somehow Roger managed to date her. Somehow. He doesn't know. He thinks he knows. He doesn't. And his advice isn't really that helpful for Shanks, ngl. He's just left without knowing exactly what to do to win Buggy's heart, but at least he can talk to Roger about it.

And,,, The Marco thing,,, The jealousy,, Especially with the rizz this man has, honestly, Shanks is righteously feeling intimidated. He's older than them and he's hotter. He looks more mature and calm and he reads and does those things Buggy enjoys. He makes her laugh, too, and Shanks is furious because he should be the one making her laugh!! It's not only that it makes him mad, but also, it makes him feel insecure about himself and his abilities. The thing is, Marco makes Buggy feel comfortable and appreciates her a lot, but he isn't Shanks. She thinks that Shanks doesn't feel the same and she won't confess either because she's scared of ruining their friendship. So Marco is the best option here, right? She should settle for him. But he isn't Shanks. And Shanks knows he doesn't have any right to claim Buggy or whatever, but this is pissing him off a lot. Both of them being stupid and feeling insecure about the other's feelings is so good,, And then they talk things out, of course, because Shanks shouldn't have said those things, but also Buggy did like it. Kind of. The fact that he was so protective of her. And that night they finally confess and kiss for the first time and it's just so good-- They laugh and whisper sweet nothings between kisses and it's the first time they do it but it feels so right. Buggy thinks about them being soulmates, but Shanks is the one to say it out loud.

And ever since, Shanks and Marco have had this rivalry and nobody knows exactly why because they never tell people about it. But it's just so hilarious to see them bicker for something that happened years ago. Every time Buggy remembers that, her self-esteem goes higher and higher, so at least she gets something good out of it.

#help this is so funny #i love jealous shanks because i think it comes from a place of insecurity and not possessiveness and it's more like #he knows buggy belongs with him and he won't force her but it hurts to see her with somebody else bc it doesn't feel right #and buggy doesn't feel good either doing it btw she wants shanks to confess already #they're so young and stupid and in love gonna cry #red haired shanks #buggy the clown #marco the phoenix #shuggy #one piece

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gladerscake · 3 years

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No One Better

(Gally x Reader)

Hope you have some time, because this one’s large and in charge (of the feels, that is). Huge thanks to all the lovely people who encourage me to keep writing. Enjoy!

A few beads of sweat rolled down your temple, your bottom lip beginning to sting from how hard you were biting down on it, your brows furrowed in intense concentration, all while you were struggling to finally saw through this one stupid chunk of wood. It was a particularly thick one - you’ve been at it for almost ten minutes, with frustratingly minimal results. The muscles of your right arm were positively aching, pleading for you to drop the shucking saw and just ask somebody for help.

However, your resolve was stronger than your protesting muscles. You could do this. You didn’t need help.

You gave yourself a minute to rest before drawing in a deep, determined breath, and getting right back to it. You couldn’t believe it - will all this effort, you’d only managed to saw through half of it, thus far. Gally always made it look so easy...

“Having a bit of trouble there, baby?”

Your mouth immediately curled in a little grin at the deep sound of his voice. Gally’s voice. As if on cue, just when you were beginning to think about him.

The Keeper of the Builders, who you now proudly called your boyfriend, seemed to have a sixth sense for those things. To anything that had to do with you, really.

It’s been a bit over a week, since you two had made the fateful transition from close friends to something much, much more thrilling. And even though it hasn’t been that long since the change of your relationship’s nature, you could say, without question or a shadow of a doubt, that you’ve never felt happier.

The way Gally treated you on the daily, with such gentleness, care, and endless affection, made your heart bloom with delight at his mere presence. You couldn’t say you had been shocked by his manner - he’s always been kind to you, since the moment you two have met. But seeing this side of him, the loving and warm side, the one nobody else but you got to see, was a gift in itself. You believed you were immensely lucky that Gally returned your feelings and wanted you by his side, and you couldn’t wish for someone better. To you, there was no one better - simple as that.

As of this moment, you chose to bite back a cheeky remark in response to Gally’s slightly teasing question. Instead, you straightened out your posture, allowing your grin to grow as you loosened your death-grip on the saw handle and turned to face him.

“Me? Not at all! What gave you that impression?” You chirped as Gally chuckled, deeply, taking a big step closer to you. His striking bluish-green eyes peered down at your delicate features, an amused grin playing at the corners of his mouth. God, you could never get used to how attractive he was to you...

“You’re kidding, right? I could hear your grunts all the way from the Deadheads.” He glanced at the saw in your hand, trailing his gaze to the chunk of wood and your underwhelming progress, and swiftly figured out what was causing his girl such distress.

You playfully rolled your eyes at his comment “Well, not everyone is a big hunk of muscle like you, my Keeper.”

Gally tried to control the blush he instantly knew was about to paint his cheeks. ‘My Keeper’. You’ve been calling him that often since you two became a couple, and he would be lying if he said he didn’t absolutely love it. It almost always distracted him from whatever he was doing or talking about, but he didn’t mind. He definitely didn’t want you to stop.

Nonetheless, he kept his composure and cleared his throat, grinning down at you “You flatter me, baby. But you’re not wrong.”

You released a light-hearted laugh as he quickly scooted behind you. “Here, let me help.”

You felt a familiar warmth spreading through your body and circling your abdomen as Gally reached around you, his powerful torso nearly pressing against your back, his calloused hand enclosing around your smaller fingers on the handle, in order to guide your movements. Your pulse was already beginning to quicken, your face gradually getting hotter, as you struggled to ignore the effect his closeness was having on you.

“T-Thanks...”

Gally pressed a sweet peck to your cheek as he tightened his grip “Mm-hm. Now, shoulder up...” He instructed, softly, his breath slightly tickling your ear. You did as told. “Yep, just like that. Now lock your elbow. Your arm’s a little wobbly - that’s why it’s taking so much out of you.” Again, you did as he said, doing your earnest to focus on the task at hand, and not on your boyfriend’s low, breathy voice in your ear, or the heat of his strong body, or the way his arms felt around you...

“Like that?” You inquired, timidly, glancing up at his freckled face.

“Exactly. Now, drag it back and forth, and don’t squeeze the handle too hard - you’re just wasting energy that way.”

You took a deep breath and proceeded sawing through the wood, with Gally’s help, as he kept a firm grip on your hand. To your surprise and relief, it really did feel a lot easier, now that you were no longer straining your muscles in all the wrong ways, and in a matter of minutes, the sawed-off piece fell to the ground with a soundly “thump”.

You let out a victorious laugh, causing Gally to chuckle at your reaction. He thought it was entirely too cute.

“Finally! I did it!” You beamed at your boyfriend as he pried the handle out of your hand, placing the saw on the work table before interlacing his fingers with your own.

“You sure did. Next time, if you’re struggling with something, just come get me, okay? There’s nothing wrong with asking for help.” He smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

You closed your eyes, blissfully, giving him a short nod of agreement. “Fine, fine, if you insist...” You mumbled, the urge to kiss him coating your senses and pulling you closer into him. You didn’t fight it. Standing up on your tippy-toes, your linked your arms around his neck and leaned in, pressing your soft lips against his, your ears basking in Gally’s deep hum of satisfaction. His hands wasted no time gripping your waist as he kissed you deeper, his lips moving so seamlessly and tantalizingly against your own, your mind beginning to swim at the sensation.

Despite not wanting to break the kiss, the distant sounds of other gladers working and chattering forced you to stay aware of your surroundings as you reluctantly pulled away from Gally’s lips with a sweet final peck. The builder grinned, giving your waist a languid squeeze before delivering you a wink that almost made your knees buckle.

“As much as it kills me, I gotta get back to work, baby.” He feigned a sneer as you chuckled, nodding in compliance and unwinding your arms from around his neck. You stepped back, already missing his closeness and warmth.

“Same here. Meet you at dinner?”

“You’d better!” Gally smiled, genuinely, before turning on his heels and departing to his task of fixing the Med Hut’s leaky roof.

-later that day-

“Alright, boys, let’s wrap this up. We’ll get back to it first thing tomorrow.” Gally clapped a couple of his builders on their backs - his way of letting them know they had done a good job without actually having to say it. He wasn’t big on dishing out praise and compliments, unless it came to you.

“Whatever you say, boss!” Scott, one of his most capable builders, quipped as he climbed down from the roof, fist-bumping a couple of his friends while they stretched their sore muscles.

Gally huffed to himself before going to pick up his instruments, his tall form disappearing from the guys’ line of vision.

As soon as the Keeper appeared to be gone, Scott’s expression promptly melted from cool to sour, a hint of spite flashing through his eyes.

“Looks like someone’s in a hurry to get back to his girlfriend.” He deliberately over enunciated the last word, frowning, as if just the thought of it was too ridiculous to occur.

Another builder, Jack, cocked a questioning brow at his friend “Oh? Jealous much?”

Scott rolled his eyes in response “I just don’t get it! How did that even happen? Why him? She had like forty shanks to choose from, and she went for him?”

Jack had to snicker at the guy’s plain and obvious jealousy, the sight of it being thoroughly entertaining. “Hey, easy, man! Clearly she sees something we can’t. She’s made her choice - deal with it.”

“Yeah, but did she have to pick the ugliest one? I mean, honestly, if it were someone like Minho, or Ben, or hell, even Newt, I’d sort of get it, but...”

Gally scoffed, bitterly, rejecting the idea of listening to the rest of that lovely conversation. Did they really think he couldn’t hear them? He’s only been a few feet away this whole time, for shuck’s sake. His features darkened, his hands clenching into fists. He knew it was stupid to let something like that get to him - obviously it was nothing more than jealous ramblings of some dumb shank, who would most likely wet himself if he knew Gally had heard him.

Still, as much as he despised to admit it... It stung, hearing that. Mostly because, deep down, some obnoxiously self-deprecating part of him, agreed with Scott’s words.

Gally had never really given much thought to his looks. That is, until you came along. As his feelings for you grew, so did his insecurity. He knew he wasn’t conventionally “hot”. True, he was one of the tallest guys in the glade, and he assumed he had a nice body, thanks to his job as a builder, so he at least had that going for him. His face, however... Gally didn’t believe it was anything to be considered “handsome”. As opposed to you, who he thought was the most gorgeous thing he’d ever laid eyes on.

He hated this, hated feeling like he didn’t deserve you, hated knowing that you could probably do so much better than him, especially when you weren’t there to reassure him, to tell him otherwise and kiss away his every troubled thought.

Gally growled, internally, his jaw tensing and his knuckles turning white. No, he needed to snap out of it. What the hell? You wanted him. You chose him, you were with him, you were his. He couldn’t let his faith in your devotion to him crumble, just because some dumbass had opened his big resentful mouth.

With an exasperated grunt, Gally stalked off to meet you for dinner, as promised. He was sure that as soon he saw your face, he would forget all about what had just happened. He hoped gazing into your glimmering eyes would be enough to hush every last unwelcome thought. Yet, as hopeful as he was for that, the tension in his broad shoulders remained, as if something heavy was weighing down on him, with very little he could do about it.

-later-

Something deep within you was telling you something wasn’t right. You felt a nagging sting of worry pinching at your heart as you made your way back to Gally’s hut, that you and him now shared.

You couldn’t help but sense that Gally had seemed a bit... off, all throughout dinner. The soft smiles he’d sent your way didn’t reach his eyes. His usually bright bluish-green eyes had been tinged with an underlying bleakness, and you had no clue where it was coming from. You’d tried to ask him about it, but the only response you got was a mumbled “It’s nothing” and a hurried kiss on your cheek.

You didn’t like it. You knew Gally so well by now - you could tell when something was bothering him. You cared about him, deeply, and so, seeing him so obviously anxious about something and not telling you what it was, put you in a bothered state as well.

Whatever it was, you needed to get it out of him. Gally was your boyfriend, and a pretty amazing one at that. If there was anything at all that you could do to help him deal with what was plaguing mind, you would do it, over and over again, if you had to.

You pushed the door open and entered the hut, a loving smile curling your lips as your eyes fell upon Gally. The builder was sitting on the bed, busily scribbling something in his journal, his knit brows and slightly clenched jaw painting his face with a look of pure concentration. Probably sketching in some alterations for the Med Hut expansion. You released a muted giggle, thinking his expression was entirely cute.

Gally immediately looked up at the sound that escaped you, his smile reflecting your own, his deeply focused gaze softening the second it landed on you “Almost bed time, huh?”

“Yes, indeed.” You delivered a little grin as you shut the door behind you and approached him, your delicate hands landing on his shoulders with a pleasant squeeze “And you’re still not done working?” You eyed the journal in Gally’s hands.

He responded with a scratchy chuckle “Perks of being a keeper, baby - I’m never done.” He feigned a deep sigh that made you giggle once more, but nonetheless, placed the journal aside, wanting to give you his full attention.

The only instances where you two got to be truly alone with one another were early in the morning and right before bed, so Gally cherished these moments with you. He would spend every second of every day alone with you if he could, but for the time being, he’d take what ever little scraps of time he could get.

“Well, I’m here now, so... Maybe you’re done, after all?” You smiled, your hands kneading his shoulders in a relaxing manner, feeling his firm muscles slowly release built-up tension under your touch.

Gally grunted, deep in his throat, as his own hands took a hold of your waist, pulling you closer in a not-so subtle motion.

“I sure as hell am, now...” The deep, slightly raspy tone of his voice made you weak in ways you hadn’t imagined before, but you were far from complaining.

With a playful smirk, Gally suddenly fell back on the bed, and you yelped in surprise as with one simple, yet effective tug, he brought you down with, causing you to topple onto him.

“Gally!” You attempted to scold, lightly slapping his chest, but the laughter bubbling from within you, as well as the rising pink hue to your cheeks, let him know how you truly felt about it.

“Aww! Sorry, is this too much?” He asked, almost rhetorically, a cheeky glint dancing in his eyes.

The blush adorning your cheeks only grew as you gazed down at him in pure fascination. Sometimes you still couldn’t believe Gally was yours, that you got to see the side of him everyone else was blind to. You shook your head, leaning down to plant an amorous kiss on his plump lips, as he took no time melting into it with a low-pitched hum. His large hands, warm and eager, gripped your waist tighter as he shifted you both up the bed, until the back of his head almost knocked against the makeshift wooden frame. You whimpered, softly, against his mouth before breaking the kiss. You witnessed, with a tinge on satisfaction, that his freckle-littered cheeks were now even redder than your own, his breath escaping through his parted lips as he stared at you like you were something out of this world.

Gally felt like he could never get enough of you. Your closeness had his heart nearly beating out of his chest, and the intoxicating sensation of your lips on his sent him reeling with more need than he knew what to do with. However, as he gazed at you, taking in every detail of your breathtaking features, his mind involuntarily called back to his inner turmoil, a couple hours prior. The spark in his eyes dulled, the corner of his lips twitching with a barely-noticeable frown as he was pulled back into that loathsome state of self-doubt he’d tried so hard to fight against.

The rapid change in his expression, as minimal as it was, did not evade your notice. In a blink of an eye, your dream-like state morphed to concern as you reached up a hand to cup his warm cheek “Hey... Gally, what’s wrong?”

He huffed a light puff of air, tilting his head to nuzzle his face into your cupped hand, the small gesture nearly making you swoon.

“It’s nothing. Stupid. Don’t worry about it, baby.” Gally mumbled, the response identical to the one you’d received at dinner.

Well, that wasn’t going to be good enough this time. You frowned in sympathy “Yeah, that’s what you said earlier, too. I didn’t believe it then, and I don’t believe it now.”

Gally relinquished a hushed groan, evidently reluctant to share what was on his mind, but all you wanted was for him to know that there was nothing in the world he couldn’t talk to you about. You leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to the exasperated crease on his forehead, momentarily feeling it smoothen out under your lips.

“Come on... please? I can’t go to sleep if I know something’s bothering you.”

Gally sighed, deeply, his intent gaze meeting your own, and once again you were met with the somber pool of dejection that you had been so quick to spot.

To say he was hesitant to discuss it would be an understatement, but the plea in your gaze and soft voice was impossible for him to ignore. There probably wasn’t a single thing you couldn’t get out of him.

With a defeated grunt, Gally reached a hand up to carefully thread his calloused fingers through your silky hair, his voice dipping an octave lower as he finally spoke “Sometimes it just doesn’t feel like I’m good enough for you, Y/N.”

Your breath hitched at the mere sound of those words leaving his mouth. You felt a ferocious urge to stop him right then and there, yet... you didn’t. No, you couldn’t interrupt. You asked for this, for his honesty, so now he was giving you exactly that. You had to let him finish.

“I mean... You could’ve had anyone. Absolutely shuckin’ anyone, but for a reason I still don’t fully understand, you’ve picked me.” Gally bit the inside of his cheek, his rough fingertips turning cold as he let the words fall from his mouth. “I know what people are thinking. ‘What the hell is an amazing, sweet, funny, beautiful girl like you, doing with one of the ugliest shanks here?’. And you know what? I hate it, but they’re not wrong.”

Every sentence shot an icy pain through your heart as you had to bite your bottom lip to physically restrain yourself from shutting him up. You couldn’t stand that Gally was so critical of himself, especially when you saw him as the best thing that’s ever happened to you.

“And please don’t take this the wrong way - I’m not doubting your... feelings for me, and I’m so lucky that they’re even there, it’s just...” He trailed off, briefly, wanting to choose his next words carefully. “It’s a bit of a struggle to understand. Because you deserve the best, and I’m... well, hardly that.”

A short pause. Finally, it sounded like he was finished, and now it was your time to let him know precisely how you felt about all of it.

With a preparatory intake of air, you cupped his face in both hands, making him look nowhere else but at you, your eyes shining with determined empathy. “Gally... I chose you, because it’s always been you. Forty shanks here, and not one of them ever made me feel even a fraction of what you make me feel. I can’t explain why, because it’s not something that has an explanation - I don’t have an alphabetised list of reasons why I fell for you! I just... did. Because of who you are - that’s everything about you. And I don’t know who you’re calling ‘ugly’, because it sure as hell isn’t my boyfriend.” You paused, watching his eyes as he stared at you, mesmerized, without blinking, his mouth falling slightly agape as you could practically hear his heartbeat drumming in his chest. “So... Yeah, I can confidently say, without question, that I’m pretty happy with what I chose.”

After a few seconds of wired silence, Gally finally broke out of his entranced stupor, his voice nearly quivering as he traced a finger down the soft curve of your jaw.

“And what is it, that you chose?”

His touch made the loving warmth within you spread like wildfire, soothing your throbbing heart and coaxing a delicate grin to etch your lips “The best.”

At that, Gally released a short, incredulous huff, but couldn’t find it in himself to question it any further. You were truly a gift to him, a gift he had no idea what he’d done to deserve. In that moment, all the worries he’d had were effectively silenced, pushed away into the farthest, deepest crevices of his mind, not to be heard from again in a long time, if ever. Not a minute more would be wasted caring about anyone else’s opinion on your relationship with him. The only one that mattered was yours, and that’s the one he would hold into, for as long as you’d allow it. For as long as you’d want him.

Gally’s muscular arms wrapped around your frame, pulling you into him, tightly and protectively, as he buried his face in your hair, trying to get you as close as humanly possible, and still feeling like it wasn’t enough.

You responded by nuzzling into the warm crook of his neck, your lips pressing the gentlest of kisses to his sun-kissed skin, the heat of his strong chest soaking into you and shrouding you in an impenetrable sense of comfort and love. His love. The type nothing else could compare to or dare to challenge.

“You know, the day you change your mind will definitely be the most devastating of my life...” Gally whispered, almost inaudibly, the consuming safety of his embrace clouding your senses.

All you could do was breathe a soft chuckle, holding onto him tighter as your lips murmured against his neck “I guess it’s a good thing that day isn’t coming.”

Because in your mind, with all the uncertainties and uneasiness that surrounded the glade, that was the one thing you didn’t have a single doubt about. It was him. Gally. And there was no one better.

Thank you for reading!

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myonepiece · 3 years

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hello could you do the nsfw alphabet with buggy ?

Buggy nsfw alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

so freaking clingy, as soon as he comes down from his high he’s wrapping his arms around you and outting his face in the crook of your neck. you can’t leave until the next morning and if you absolutely just h a v e to get up then Buggy is coming with you with his arms still around your waist and his head on your shoulder while you walk

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

on his partner their lips

on him his arms/hands

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

a little more than the average amount but less thick

he loves cumming in your mouth or on your face but he gets flustered after he does either

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

wants to make Shanks watch or have him just so happen to accidently catch Buggy fucking you

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

not experienced

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

doggystyle but he always leans over so his chest is against your back and he wraps his hand around your throat to turn your head so he can kiss you

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

he’s not goofy, but he’s nervous which sometimes makes him mess up and then he freaks out and it’s kinda funny but super sweet and cute too- otherwise he’s serious

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

actually I think his hair down there is a dark brown, and it’s not super messy but he only trims it like once every two weeks annd he’s not good at it

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

it always has a touch of intimacy and it’s always passionate whether it’s a rough passion or soft passion

when Buggy feels like romantic sex he is the type to go full out romantic with candles and rose petals and music

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

maybe 1-2 a day or more when he has time, with an s/o that doesn’t exactly shorten because sometimes he’s too stubborn to ask them and too awkward to try to seduce them so he handles it himself

you’ve walked in a few times though :3

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

public/semi-public, praise (receiving), degradation (giving), spanking (giving), light bondage (giving and recieving), dry humping

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

his room/bed, corner of the ship where someone could walk, against the wall on the deck when it’s dark

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

flashes of your panties, when you trail your hand up his arm/leg/torso, really any lingering touches, praise, when he gets jealous, love confessions that end with a passionate kiss

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

don’t degrade him, no pet play, while he does sometimes want a threesome foursome he has to be in a very specific mood because when he’s not he absolutely h a t e s the idea of sharing you

do not ask for him to watch while someone else fucks you he will turn so insecure and angry in a matter of seconds because he thinks that means you would rather have someone else- then the mood is ruined for a whole week and you’re a bitch

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

prefers receiving, it really depends on his mood so it’s because he’s jealous then expect a lot of degrading names and maybe a few light slaps, face fucking definitely

if it’s for another reason then he holds your hair back and only pulls every now and then, he tries not to face-fuck but he can’t always stop himself, some whimpers but there’s usually a lot of needy desperate grunts

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

no idea it changes a l o t

I can say jealous Buggy is fast and rough and romantic soft Buggy is slow and sensual, in between is whatever he feels like that time

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

sure, whenever he gets horny right away and it’s not at night he’s always down for a quickie

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

sure, for location he get’s really flustered after and before but while it’s happening he’s completely confident

in bed he’s kind of scared to try much and if he doesn’t like the ssund of something he’s not going to try it

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Buggy tires himself out easily because he puts everything into one round, so he can last about 20-25 minutes and 1-2 rounds with a break in between

during the more romantic and slow session he can last up to 50 minutes for one round but he can go up to 3 rounds

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

he’s not familiar with toys, no experience remember

but he’ll use a vibarator on you if you show him how, and he’s so not against using a dildo (or two) so all of your holes are filled

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

he really can’t handle teasing but during the slower sessions he tends to tease you a lot

he’ll be a total brat if you try to tease him

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

pretty loud, it’s a whole combination of grunts, groans, moans, and whimpers. the crew always knows when you’re fucking and where

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

if during a really rough and fast session you look into his eyes and tell him you love him or lovingly praise him, or kiss his nose, he will instantly stop and it turns into one of those slow romantic times and he just cups your cheek and looks at you with so much adoration and love

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

not v e r y thick but it’s longer than average and has 3 viens running up the sides, the tips is always a red that deepens the longer he’s hard

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

not too high but if his S/O tries to turn him on and make him horny then it happens in the blink of an eye

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

10 minutes after

#one piece #one piece headcanons #buggy x reader #buggy headcanons #buggy imagine #one piece buggy

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littlesniggy · 3 years

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My Man

Anon: Hii there hope ur having a great day . I just a Zoro female yandere reader and I think I'm hooked 😐 on yandere reader so can we have one with shanks and if its not to much to ask a part 2 of Zoro. You don't have to do the part 2 if u don't feel like it thought. [Female reader ]

Have a nice day💝

Hey Anon, thank you for requesting! I'm so happy that you liked my Zoro x Yandere! Reader! I don't know if I will make a part two of the Zoro one though. This one is not nsfw cause I think this way it's a little more sinister. It is also more of readers internal thought process than a lot of interaction with Shanks but maybe I'll write a part two (if people want to) that is nsfw.

Also warning for anyone who doesn't like reader not getting along with other crew members since this reader is jealous of literally anyone (Which is NOT normal behavior, for anyone wondering lol).

Warning: toxic behavior, mention of sex, reader needs to see someone with her issues, reader needs to chill, threats

Pairing: Shanks x Yandere! female reader

Word count: 1.6k

You were sitting at a beach together; warm breeze gently stroking your face, the soothing sound of the waves landing on shore and the cheerful laughter or the other crew members made for comfortable atmosphere. At least that should be the case. Your eyes were glued to you captain talking to Benn, booze in his hand and laughing his ass off to something his right-hand-man had said. Angrily, you clenched your teeth but tried hiding the fact that you were not pleased about this situation.

Why was he talking to Benn over there when he could sit and talk with you over here? You emptied your cup and filled it up immediately, wanting to drown this feeling of anger. Shanks didn’t seem to notice and kept telling story after story, much to his crew’s amusement. Fine, you thought, getting up from your place and staggering over to where he was. If he doesn’t want to come to me I’ll go to him.

The red haired male looked up when he saw you coming over, smiling his usual drunk and dorky smile and made you sit right next to him while draping his arm around you. “There you are! Why didn’t you come earlier? You were sitting there all by yourself, Y/n-chan!” he laughed, kissing your cheek with his wet lips, pulling you closer to him.

You giggled, leaning your head against his shoulder after giving it a small kiss as well. “I thought you would come over to me.” You answered, your sweet smile never leaving your lips. Shanks laughed even harder, his whole body shaking as he did. “You should’ve called me over then!” The rest of the crew joined in his laughter, making you feel embarrassed and angry at the same time. Internally, you would’ve loved to just punch each and every one of them for laughing at you but you needed to stay composed.

“Benn was just telling me how-“ but you cut him off, pulling his face towards you and kissing him as he was speaking. The man was surprised but didn’t complain, reciprocating your kiss which turned more and more heated by the second. The crew around your sheered you two on but you tuned them out. When you broke the kiss you looked into his eyes, then moved closer to his ear, biting at its shell. “Why don’t we find a more secluded spot and get some time alone?” you asked in a suggestive voice, feeling excited goosebumps on his skin. You just wanted to get him away from them. You wanted to have him for yourself!

It wasn’t that easy to get him away from his crew when you were on the ship. After all, he was the captain and it wouldn’t be good if he was missing the majority of the time. Each time he spoke with one of his men you just watched from afar, your stomach boiling with anger. You wouldn’t call it jealousy, this feeling – that was reserved for insecure people. You just wanted Shanks for yourself and yourself alone. That was something completely different!

Out of the corner of your eyes you saw Benn approach you with his usual stern expression. You liked him the least because he was the one your man spent the majority of his time with besides you. And that pissed you off.

“Everything okay, Y/n?” he asked. You smiled at him, nodding your head as a confirmation. “Sure. What should be wrong?” you wanted to know, eying him secretly. “You just seemed a little upset, that’s all.” “I’m fine but thank you for asking.” Benn nodded and looked over to Shanks who just finished talking. You were sure Benn wanted to talk to his captain but you didn’t like this idea. So, before he could walk over to the red-haired male you skipped over to him yourself, giving Benn no chance to talk to him.

“I love you.” You said in a low voice before kissing him on the lips, creating a barrier between Shanks and Benn who stopped in his tracks behind you. Shanks chuckled and looked down at you, a gentle smile on his lips. You wished you could look at his face like this forever but you were sure Benn would start occupying his time if you didn’t play your cards right.

“At the last port I bought this new outfit and I wanted to show you how it looks….interested?” you asked, pressing your body to his and kissing his bare chest. Shanks smile grew wider and he was already pulling you towards his room. “Captain, can I talk to you for a minute?” you heard Benn call out for him but you made sure to push him inside his room and closing the door behind you. Benn could get lost for all you cared.

You knew Benn got suspicious by the way he behaved around you. He was colder than to others and was always watching you. You didn’t like it. Who does he think he is?

But you had enough when Shanks pulled you aside one day with a slightly concerned look on his face.

“Y/n-chan, we need to talk for a moment.” You stomach dropped and you followed him tenuously to his room. He sat you down but didn’t take a seat next to you on the bed. “W-what is it?” your voice was thin, looking up at you boyfriend in concern. Shanks rubbed his neck, not knowing where to start.

“You see….the crew is getting concerned that I might be spending a little too much time with you that I should be navigating and being their captain. Don’t get me wrong, I love spending time with you but I can see how I might be neglecting my duties as a captain.” He said, looking quite uncomfortable. Anger started to boil in the pit of your stomach but you didn’t show it. Instead, tears started forming in your eyes.

“A-are you breaking up with me?” you sobbed, your vision slightly blurry due to the tears. Shanks immediately crouched down in front of you, taking your hands in his. “No! No, no, no, no, no! Not at all! That’s not what I meant!” he exclaimed, trying to calm you down. “Benn was just concerned about me and my job as a captain, that’s all. I wanna be there for you but you must understand that I also have to be there for my crew.”

That fucking bastard. How dare he try and push me away from Shanks?! You. Were. Furious. “I’m sorry I am clingy! I’m sorry I care about you! I’m sorry for being a burden to you! I’m sorr-!”

“Stop! No, don’t be sorry! You’re not a burden to me. Not at all! I love you, Y/n-chan! Stop saying something like this, okay?” he was really concerned; he didn’t want you to feel guilty about loving him and wanting to spend time with him. It was only natural, wasn’t it?

Shanks pulled you into his embrace, placing his chin on yours and stroking your back gently, letting you cry on his shoulder. He felt awful about this. He was making himself responsible for your crying. His presence helped you calm down along with his reassuring words that he was sorry and didn’t mean to hurt you. But you weren’t listing to him.

In your mind you were already making Benn pay for what he’d done. You wouldn’t be able to hurt, let alone kill this man but you would make damn sure he would never think about sabotaging your relationship with him again.

“How did you do it, Y/n?” you heard a familiar voice from beside you. You were sitting on a beach, watching the calming sea and hearing the screeching of the seagulls above you. You looked to the side, a warm smile on your face. Benn looked down at you with a frown, his body posture told you he was wary and on edge.

“I don’t know what you're talking about.” You replied, making him ‘tsk’. “We both know what you’re doing here, Y/n and I warn you. If you get in our, in his way of becoming the next pirate king I’ll make-“

“You’ll make me regret it? And how if I may ask?” Benn was silent, his eyes just boring into yours.

“What do you want to tell him? That I’m bad for him? That he maybe should consider breaking up with me cause I might get in his way?” you stood up, holding you chin up high with a smug smile.

“Cause that worked out brilliantly the last time, didn’t it?”

“You manipulated him.” He flat out stated but you just shrugged.

“Some tears here, some blowjob there, you gotta keep the man on his feet and interested in you. And I make damn well sure he will never get tired of me.” You said, slowly walking past him.

But before you were too far away, you turned around one last time. “Oh, and just so we’re clear. If you ever talk to him about me again in a negative way, maybe I’ll let it slip that a certain first mate tried to hit on me or even tried to force himself on me. I mean, what other reason would you have to make Shanks spend less time with me other than for you to have a chance?” you saw his face contort into a snarl, his fists clenching and unclenching. “He wouldn’t believe you.” You tilted your head to the side, the smile on your face not wavering.

“Wanna find out? He is my man and I don’t want anyone to come between us, understood?”

#one piece #op #shanks x reader #Yandere reader #op imagine #op scenario #toxic relationship #red hair shanks #akagami no shanks #red hair pirates #benn beckman #op benn #yandere #op x reader #one piece x reader #female reader

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intomymindspace · 3 years

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Video Games ✰ Tendou Satori

Video Games covered by The Young Professionals

tendou satori x gn reader

Through the Summer and the Fall // Haikyuu!! Songfic Series

a/n: hi everyone, I'm sorry for a posting a week late! I’ve been really unmotivated as of late for personal stuff but also because I'm lowkey still a little bummed that my Bokuto fic (definitely totally am not plugging it rn - totally do not click the link, ahaha 🥺) didn’t do as well as I hoped it would. But no matter! Here is the Tendou insert, as promised! It’s not the best, and I definitely have a bit of writers block and am behind schedule. I wish I could write his character and for him better considering how much I love him. Next will up be flattykawa 😌 and I will be posting it hopefully soon to help make up for last week’s missed post. I've also changed up this blog and have given it hopefully a better look - there is a new theme on desktop!

Warnings: part 3 spoilers for jojo’s bizarre adventure that include character death, my bb tori being insecure about him and his body but I love him and his flat a$$ so much, and as always, we clown on flattykawa in this household but all in good favor

It was a rainy day, and Tendou was quiet and content as he sat on your bed, reading the new Weekly Shonen Jump magazine that he had just been mailed. He had let Ushijima read it earlier - but as always, he only read the advertisements. You sat beside him on the floor, his long legs dangled off the edge of your bed, his foot brushing your arm every now and then. You were playing the new otome game you had bought a week ago on your console. On days like this, the two of you often fell into comfortable silences when hanging out with each other - and today was no different. There was nothing to do other than school work and go to practice - but even then, it wasn’t necessary for the third years to attend anymore. Not since they lost in the finals against Karasuno.

He was pulled away from the panel he was reading when he heard you gasp - his crimson eyes flitting to your monitor to see what had happened.

“What happened?” You turned around to look up at him, an excited look on your face.

“Murasame Jinnosuke confessed his love for me! I didn’t expect it to happen so fast into the game.” He looked back at the screen to see a handsome samurai on your screen. Snickering, Tendou ruffled your hair.

“Good job, now just see if you can get a real guy to confess his undying love for you.” Squinting at him, you slapped his leg playfully.

“You’re supposed to be nice to me, Tori-kun.”

“When am I not?”

Ever since you had taken the place of Shiratorizawa’s volleyball club manager two years ago as a first year, you quickly bonded with the strange amalgamation of players. It had been a running gag between the third year players to find out what type of guys you liked. You could always be found on your phone during breaks playing otome games - and that was the beginning of the years of playful torment from your fellow classmates.

It wasn’t that you weren’t attractive or that you didn’t gain attention - every Valentines Day you always received several confessions and chocolates, but you always rejected them as kindly as possible. For someone who played as many otome games as you did, they were surprised to say the least when you had always declined the advances of many classmates, saying that they just weren’t your type with a kind smile on your face.

It was Tendou’s turn to squint as he turned his attention back to your screen as you continued to play through the game. He scoffed at some of the things the fictional samurai said to you - what was so special about him anyways?

This is my idea of fun

Playing video games

Tendou shut his manga volume, and he noticed your curious eyes looking at the cover. Smirking playfully at you, he poked your forehead.

“Suddenly interested in pirates?” You sat back, rolling your eyes.

“Maybe. Who’s the character on the front?” He stared down at the covered, humming.

“Shanks. Say, I never thought you were one to go for a tough-looking guy.” He held a mischievous grin on his lips.

“Ha! Sure. Keep thinking that, Tendou.” He feigned a gasp.

“You used my last name too? With no honorific? No nickname? The rudeness! I’m so hurt!” You couldn’t help but egg your friend along.

“Hmm, maybe I should start watching One Piece if he’s in it…” But before Tendou could clap back, Yamagata slid into the seat next to you, a teasing smile on his lips.

“Ah, so that’s your type, huh? Tough-looking guys with scars?” You rolled your eyes at the libero. “I’m pretty tough too, aren’t I?”

“As if.” But it didn’t stop them from the teasing.

So what if you maybe did prefer more muscular guys? Tendou didn’t understand why the thought hurt his feelings so much. He may not have the bulging muscles, but he was just as strong. He sighed to himself, watching you from across the table as you shoved Yamagata playfully. Why would you want to like someone like himself anyways?

It's you, it's you, it's all for you

Everything I do

Tendou entered your dorm room unannounced as he always did - but this time he was surprised to see you in tears as you huddled in your blanket, staring at the tv. The first thing you usually did was banter with him about his bad habit of not knocking, but all he could do is stand shocked in your doorway.

Instantly, his gleeful eyes turned blood red. Shutting your door behind him, he quickly made his way over to you, his eyebrows furrowed, a scowl on his lips.

“Who do I have to beat up?” A million thoughts were running through his head - were you made fun of? Did someone reject you? Did you receive a bad score on an exam? He wrapped his arms around you the second your tear-filled eyes looked up at him.

“Who did it? Who hurt your feelings?” His genuine care and questions only made you cry harder into his chest.

“Dio.” You said, but it was too muffled for him to hear. Pulling back, he gave you a quizzical look. You pointed at the scene that was unfolding on your tv.

“Dio killed Kakyoin.” Tendou immediately smacked a hand to his face. His eyes flickered to the screen to see a tall, muscular character slumped against a water tower, a hole in his torso with text on the screen saying “Kakyoin Noriaki has died.” He couldn't help but laugh.

“You want me to beat up the mighty and powerful vampire lord and stand user, Dio Brando? For killing the guy who licks cherries weird?”

Slapping his arm, you pouted at him through your ugly tears. “Don’t make fun of me! I really liked him.” Tendou kept on snickering as he rubbed your back.

“I know, I’m sorry. But it’s just too funny to just not tease you.”

As ridiculous as it sounded, Tendou wondered if you would ever cry for him the way you cried for Kakyoin. He smiled to himself as he stared down at your face that was still buried in his chest - he hoped you wouldn’t notice how fast his heart was beating at the notion of you coming to him for comfort.

Maybe your type was animated men.

I tell you all the time

Heaven is a place on earth with you

Tendou put his jump comic down and just watched your gameplay - he was too distracted by his thoughts of you to focus on the new chapter of My Hero Academia.

He couldn’t help but pine over you. You had been so open and kind to him from the first time you met him - he remembered that day with ease. You had looked so confident walking into the volleyball gym, introducing yourself to the players as their new manager.

He was genuinely surprised that you weren’t turned away by his quirks - and he was thankful that above all, you treated him just like you treated everyone else.

It seemed so easy for you to become friends with the other first years at the time. You found commonalities with each of them, and you even managed to break Ushijima out of his shell by the time you all first went to nationals. Tendou remembered the hours upon hours that the two of you spent together - whether it was hanging out in the dorm watching animes, giving him tips and encouragement on the court during timeouts, or quality conversations on long bus rides to and from games. If you had never joined as manager, Tendou would’ve never guessed that the two of you would become as close friends as you were now. And he had always been a good guesser.

As he stared at you, controller in your hand, he remembered why he realized he liked you so much - it wasn’t because you shared a strong love for manga and anime. Okay, well, maybe it was, but it wasn’t the commonality. It was because you understood and even empathized with escaping through these fictional stories.

He knew what it was like to want to escape - to want to find paradise away from everyday life. On the court, Tendou could sneak into the small slice of heaven that he visited when he played volleyball. Off the court, he wanted nothing more than to have you safe in his arms as the two of you escaped into the world of whatever show you had chosen to binge that day.

To him, you were just as heavenly as the defeated looks on his opponents’ faces that he craved to see - maybe even more.

Tell me all the things you want to do

I heard that you like the bad girls, honey, is that true?

You squealed excitedly as you waved the game in front of Semi’s face after practice had ended.

“Semi-semi! Look what just came in the mail!” He pushed your hand out of his face, scoffing.

“I can’t see it if you’re rubbing in my face like that, idiot.” The setter had a smile on his face nonetheless, making you laugh as he took a look at the game. His eyes widened.

“No way, Castlevania Judgement?!?!” You nodded proudly, smiling at Tendou and Ushijima as they walked over to see what the commotion was about. The middle blocker gawked at the game you held in your hands - the third years had been talking about the release of it for at least a few months now.

“You jealous? If you want, we can play after dinner.” Semi quickly nodded, and you looked at Tendou and Ushijima for their answers.

“What, when have I ever said no to wanting to play video games with you?” To his reply, the captain simply nodded.

“Thank you for your invite. I am happy to attend as well.”

Tendou and Ushijima sat on the edge of your bed as you and Semi sat in front of your tv, switching the controller after every chapter of the game. Ushijima had no interest in actually playing the game - and Tendou knew he would get a chance to play with you later. Semi was more excited for the game than he was anyways.

You couldn’t contain your excitement as you gushed over one of the main characters, Simon Belmont. From the looks of it, he was a powerful fighter - and Tendou sighed once again - he was super muscular and tough-looking too. You were too invested in the gameplay with Semi, that you weren’t paying attention to the conversation Tendou sparked with Ushijima.

“I don’t get what’s so special about him anyways.” The redhead had a pout on his face, his arms crossed. Ushijima was very aware of the middle blocker’s crush on you - his friend often coming to the captain for his advice. While Ushijima had almost no experience and knowledge at all in terms of dating, he was always observant of the people around him, and was very blunt.

“Tendou-kun, if you like them so much, it would just be better to ask. It is pointless to be jealous over every fictional character they like.” He couldn’t help but gawk at the monotonous tone and the serious look on his captain’s face.

“I’ll raise you a better one. It’s pointless to ask because their standards seem to be so high anyways.” Ushijima couldn’t help but stare at his friend.

“And why should that stop you? They’re not real.” Tendou sighed, exacerbated.

“I get it, I get it! I know they’re not just going to pop out from the screen or anything.”

“But?”

“But that doesn’t mean those aren’t their same standards to people they prefer in real life,” Tendou admitted, and Ushijima knew he hit the reason why. Tendou may be tall, but he was lean and lanky. The muscle he had was nowhere near that of any of the fictional guys you crushed on. What could you possibly want from someone way weaker - someone like him?

“They are not the type of person to go completely for the way someone’s body appears. If that were the case, they should’ve confessed their attraction to either myself or Yamagata by now, based on your logic. Besides, they told me they liked you.” Tendou couldn't help but roll his eyes, placing a hand over his heart.

“Wakatoshi-kun, you wound me. Of course they like me - they wouldn’t be my friend if they didn’t. Couldn't you at least sugar coat your advice sometimes?”

It's better than I ever even knew

They say that the world was built for two

Before the prefectural qualifiers in the fall, Shiratorizawa managed to snag a practice match with none other than Aoba Johsai. While there was clear tension throughout the entire time, the teams kept interactions outside the court lines as light-hearted as possible. Seijoh managed to snag victory during the first match, but Shiratorizawa hit back just as hard, winning the second match.

The boys were currently loading their bags into the bus as you supervised them, reminding them to triple check that they had everything. You were almost caught by surprise when a volleyball rolled towards you, hitting the back of your foot gently.

“Sumimasen.” You heard from several meters behind you, making you turn around. It was the Great King himself, Oikawa Tooru, that was slowly jogging towards you - it almost seemed like he was doing it in slow motion. Your fellow teammates heard the setter, their eyes sneakily following him as he got closer to you. They couldn't help but snicker at their so-called sworn enemy - it was obvious by the way that his aura sparkled around him and the smoulder on his face that he had rolled the ball your way to get your attention.

“I’m so sorry, could you get that for me?” You nodded, a polite smile on your face. The great Oikawa was definitely handsome, to say the least - and Tendou couldn't help the childish frown that filled his features. As you picked up the ball and handed it back to the setter, he flashed you a heart-stopping, pearly white smile.

“Thank you,” he said, taking the ball from you, brushing your fingers in the process. “You are the manager for Shiratorizawa, right? I didn’t catch your name earlier.” Oikawa ran a hand through his silky hair as you gave him your name.

“Wow,” he flashed you another smile, “such a beautiful name for someone just as gorgeous.” Semi couldn’t help but let a snort out at Oikawa’s compliment.

“Thank you.” You took the complement in stride, deciding it would be nice to say something back. “You played great today, Oikawa-san.” He laughed jovially.

“Thank you, you’re very kind. And cute. Would you be interested in catching boba with me sometime? I know a cute place that has good milk tea and milk bread.” Tendou rolled his eyes at Oikawa’s words. It probably was his plan all along - to try to bewitch the manager of Shiratorizawa. When Tendou saw a smile grow on your face, he couldn’t help but feel defeated. Were you actually going to say yes to him?

“I’m very flattered Oikawa-san. But I’m sorry, I must decline your offer.” Oikawa’s eyes widened in surprise. The Great King? Being rejected? “You’re not really my type.” You turned around, making your way onto the bus, leaving Oikawa with his jaw on the ground, the ace on Seijoh’s team as well as your teammates laughing their asses off at the scene that had just unfolded in front of their very eyes.

“That’s what you get, Crappykawa! You should’ve gone to Shiratorizawa!”

“Iwa-chan, that's not funny! I feel like my heart has been broken into thousands of pieces!”

“Well, if they’re gonna hit it, they better hit it til it breaks!”

“Pfft, I’m actually not surprised they didn’t say yes to him.” Semi commented, placing his duffle bag into the storage compartment. Tendou’s head quirked at the statement.

“Why’s that?” Reon asked, storing his things as well, making Semi and Yamagata snicker.

“Did you see how flat his ass was? I’m 100% sure their type is thicker guys. Like their ace, or something.” The three of them burst into laughter, Tendou only slightly laughing along as well. Ushijima only grunted in disagreement as he shut the compartment’s door.

“I believe their type is actually redheads.” All of the third years looked at their captain with wide eyes and dead silence - before laughing even harder. Semi slapped Ushijima’s bicep lightly, bending over. Tendou’s eyes widened - Ushijima was not the type to joke around, right?

“I didn’t think you actually knew how to crack jokes, Ushijima-kun!” The olive-haired man only looked down at his fellow third years in confusion.

“I am not joking. I simply just decided to ask them earlier, and I am only relaying the answer they gave me.” They couldn’t help but bend over, Yamagata even wiping tears from all the laughing.

“Stop! Your bluntness is only making it worse!” By the way the rest of his teammates reacted, Tendou believed Ushijima really must have been joking - in his own way. He had just picked a hair color different from Oikawa’s, right?

“Good one, Wakatoshi-kun.” Tendou let out a chuckle, giving his friend a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.

Only worth living if somebody is loving you

And baby, now you do

Tendou’s eyes widened as he relieved all the memories. Was Ushijima actually serious? He had never asked his friend about it - but perhaps it was because he was too scared to actually know the truth. Quickly, Tendou pulled out his phone and googled each of the characters - Shanks, Kakyoin, and Simon. The samurai was still on your screen, and he flipped through the tabs on his internet browser, trying to find the similarities.

Obviously, they were all built rather strong - but Tendou couldn’t get what Ushijima said out of his head. They were all redheads, after all. Why hadn’t he noticed this before? He looked back at you, your attention still on the otome game. Should he ask you? Would it be weird? Tendou thought about texting Ushijima, but he quickly decided not to. He already knew what his friend would say. Right after he called your name gently, you set down the controller and turned to look up at him.

“What’s up, Tori-kun?” He had never felt this nervous before - it wasn’t even like he was going to confess to you or anything either.

“Uh - what’s your type? Like, in guys? I promise I won’t tease you this time, I just want to know.” Surprisingly, you smirked at him. What were you thinking?

“You gonna brag to Eita and Yato that you finally found out after all these years?” The apparent blush on Tendou’s cheeks only spread further.

“What? No, I wouldn’t do that… Unless I had to,” he said, trying his best to come off as his usual teasing self. This only made you snicker at him.

“I’m surprised you guys haven’t beat it out of Toshi-kun yet. I already told him a few months ago.” Tendou’s eyes widened at what you said.

“Huh?” You rolled your eyes at him.

“Yeah.” He couldn’t believe how casual you were about it. You were always so hellbent on keeping it from them - but perhaps it was because they made such a big deal out of it in the first place. Tendou didn’t exactly know how to respond to you - he was still trying to process the realization. So he had guessed wrong this whole time?

After sitting in silence for a couple of seconds, you gave him a playful smile. “Redheads,” you said, turning around and picking up your controller. Ushijima’s words echoed with yours in his brain.

Besides, they told me they liked you. Tendou let out a choked noise.

“I’ve made a mistake!”

You burst out laughing at Tendou’s exclamation. Setting your controller down once more, you stood up and turned, leaning your elbows against your bed. “You guys really are that oblivious, huh? Even Toshi-kun saw that I liked you. He went so far as to ask me about it too.” You propped up your head with your hand, staring at him. Getting past his initial shock, Tendou settled back down.

“How shallow of you,” he teased, leaning his head closer to yours. “I can’t believe the only reason why you like me is because my hair is red, yanno?” In return, you inched your face up closer to his as if you were challenging him.

“I know,” you said smugly, your eyes flickering down to his lips, “I’m such an awful friend. I’ll only break your heart once I replace you with another redhead.” He smirked as he noticed where your eyes had glanced. Tendou may have been oblivious, but he wasn’t called the Guess Monster for nothing.

“I’m guessing that you want to kiss me right now, hmm?” He asked quietly, dangerously moving closer to you - your faces now only mere inches apart. A blush crept onto both of your cheeks. You answered back, your voice nearly a whisper.

“Why don’t you find out for yourself, Guess Monster?”

Immediately, Tendou closed the distance between the two of you. Your lips were warm and soft, making him wish he had at least put on chapstick earlier. His heart was beating so hard inside of his chest that he was afraid you’d hear it, but you said nothing as the two of you pulled away. Saying nothing, he only smiled as he traced his fingers up your neck, cupping your jaw. Pulling you into a deeper kiss, he sighed contentedly as he felt your hands trail up his torso.

Kissing you felt like paradise.

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The following day, Tendou met you at your door to walk with you to lunch. With your hand in his, the two of you took your sweet time making your way to the cafeteria to meet up with the other third years. Today, Coach Washijo had asked for them to play a practice match against the Miyagi first years he was holding a training camp for. You decided to tag along since you had nothing planned to do for the weekend.

As you talked about a weird dream you had, Tendou couldn’t help but gaze adoringly at you - he couldn’t believe that you liked him, or that you were actually dating him now even if it had only been about twelve hours. The two of you waited in the lunch line, his chin resting on top of your head as he held both of your hands from behind you - it felt so natural to touch you. He could tell that people were staring - but none of it mattered when all he needed was the sound of your excited voice and the blatant look of love in your eyes.

Stepping away from your back slightly, he moved forward to gently place a kiss on your cheek - and that's when he heard the yells. The both of you turned to find your fellow third and second years staring at the two of you with wide eyes and mouths catching flies. Goshiki accompanied the team as well, his face beat red. Ushijima was behind the flustered first year, a rare half-smile on his face.

“Afternoon guys!” You had said it so casually as you leaned back into Tendou’s arms, allowing him to place a cheeky kiss on your temple - making Semi gag and Yamagata nearly tear up.

“I did tell you all that they preferred redheads.”

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peterspideyy · 4 years

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Hey!!! Just saw you started writing for Newt. He is my absolute favorite ❤️❤️❤️. Could you please do one one where he kinda helps reader with her insecurities?? Thanks so much.

i’m not her

written before newt came out <3

a/n- i hope this is okay! thanks for your request🥺

warnings- angst, fluff, swearing etc.

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moving your untouched food around the plate, you couldn’t help but stare deeply at what was in-front of you, jealously coursing through your veins. you don’t know why you’re jealous. you’re not exactly...a couple. despite how much you want to.

newt was sat laughing with the new greenie opposite you, on another table. you know he’s second in command. he has to be nice to everyone. but, the problem was that this greenie was a girl. called emma. and even though she’s been here for a couple of weeks, you don’t like her.

normally, you would be fine with newt spending a lot of time with a greenie. he always does it. he says how it will make the greenie more comfortable, despite waking up in a place they don’t know, with zero memories. he did it to you. and of course, it caused you both instantly become super close. and for you to stupidly fall in love with him.

so, when emma came up all those weeks ago, and immediately set eyes on the blonde haired boy, you could tell she fell in love with him. you don’t blame her. you did the same. but, what she said to you on her first day, is still replaying in your mind.

“greenie, this is y/n!”

you smiled at her, extending your hand out for her to shake, which she did, “hi!”

she only grinned back slightly, looking at newt for guidance. you couldn’t help but roll your eyes at her action. but, then again, you could tell she was just scared getting used to the glade.

“erm, i’m going to go and get the greenie some water, i’ll be back.” newt explained, before jogging off to the kitchens.

you turned away from watching newt, and was about to ask the greenie a question, but she cut you off.

“i know that you like newt. but, he clearly likes me more. like come on. look at yourself! i’m way more pretty than you. everyone knows it.” she spat, pointing at you.

your eyes went wide at her words, taking you back all of a sudden. you couldn’t help but gulp loudly, as you nodded looking at her. she was right. she was absolutely beautiful. and you were...you.

“i suggest you stay away from me and newt, so i can at least be happy in this place, without you drooling over him every second of the day.” she added, looking you up and down.

you looked down sheepishly, “sorry. i’ll go.”

so, here you were, watching emma take your best friend and crush away from you, after you decided to distance yourself from...everyone.

you know newt is allowed to have other friends. but, the fact he hasn’t spoken to you. or even looked at you for more than a second since she came, makes you feel so sad beyond words could explain. not only has newt stopped talking to you, but everyone in the glade has.

you saw minho walk over to you, your face lifting up with happiness but he stopped, once emma called him; your face falling.

“minho! come and hear this story!”

and once again, he ran over to where the whole group of gladers were, sitting on the table listening to her talk about non sense, while you sat on your own in the corner, sulking.

you felt your throat tighten once she looked over to you, winking slightly before turning to face newt, and plant a kiss on his soft cheek.

you abruptly stood up, walking to the kitchen and placing your un-touched in the bin. fry looked at you, “you haven’t ate anything in weeks, y/n. what’s up?”

you scoffed, “nothing. don’t worry about me.”

“it’s not like anyone does anyway.” you thought.

he nodded, but you could tell he wasn’t fully convinced. you walked away, deciding to take a shower to calm yourself but you froze once you heard voices from inside, talking.

“god, that emma is so hot isn’t she?”

“yeah, she is.”

you were about to leave, immediately deciding how you don’t desperately need a shower, but stopped at the sound of a name. your name.

“i can’t believe i used to like y/n.”

“yeah, y/n’s just so...boring. at least emma’s fun.”

“yeah, no one compares to emma.”

tears welled up in your eyes at the words that were spoken. even though you’re not completely close with those two boy, it still hurt. so much. maybe, everyone thinks of you that way. minho. thomas. newt.

wiping away your tears, you turned around about to leave, but suddenly, ended up walking into something. well, someone.

“y/n? why are you walking so- hey, you okay?”

you nodded, looking down, “i’m fine, newt.”

he frowned, as he saw fresh tears roll down your cheek, “i can see that you’re crying, what’s up? you can tell me-“

“can i?” you spat, anger suddenly cursing through your body. you don’t know why your suddenly angry. maybe it’s all the emotions from the last couple of weeks, bottling inside of you, which is finally being let out.

“of course you bloody can! i’m your best friend for shuck’s sake!” he exclaimed, arms extending out.

“but, you have a new best friend, don’t you?” you responded, making his eyesbrows furrow in confusion.

“wait, is this about emma? your jealous of her?” he laughed, shaking his head in disbelief.

you huffed, walking away, but he followed behind you.

“emma is a greenie, y/n. she trusts me. the same way you did. so, tell me, y/n, why are you so bloody jealous about her being with me, because their clearly is something more going on here-“

“i bloody love you, newt!”

he froze, at your words, eyes wide, as you turned around suddenly.

“ever since i came up in the box, and my eyes landed on you, i have been completely and utterly in love with you. and i hate it. because, all you ever see me as, is a friend.” you scoffed, tears falling more erratically.

he opened and closed his mouth, trying to speak, but nothing came out. he didn’t know what to say.

“i-i can’t think straight around you. everyday, my thoughts evolve around you, and i-i can’t help it. i’ve tried moving on. believe me i have. but, i just can’t. because i’m head over heels in love with you.” you laughed sarcastically, shaking your head.

“funny that, all i ever think about is you too.” he smiled, walking closer to you.

“but, i’m not her though, am i?”

“what?”

you looked at emma, across the glade who was laughing with minho and thomas, “look at her, newt.”

you saw newt out of the corner of your eye, turn to face her.

“she’s gorgeous. everything about her is gorgeous. and then i’m just...not. you deserve to be with a person like her, rather than a person like me.”

newt turned to look at you, “no. i’m not going to allow you to say those bloody things about yourself, which are clearly lies. big ones if that. i-i love you, y/n. not her. not another girl. you. and the only reason i’ve been with her, is because it’s my job. i need to make sure everyone is happy. but, my main concern is keeping you happy, you hear me?”

facing towards him, you shook your head, “you deserve better.”

“y/n,” he mumbled, taking a step closer to you, and intertwining his hands with yours, “you are all i need. you a-are the most beautiful shank i’ve ever seen. your smart. so funny. and you keep everyone in this glade happy. despite all our negative thoughts, you help every single one of us. and you don’t even realise it. i wish you could see me the way i do, because y/n you are gorgeous. inside and out.”

“but, i heard people before say how i’m just nothing compared to emma. they’re right newt, i’m not.”

he wiped your tears away, softly, “your nothing compared to her, because you’re you. and you’re human. and i love that about you.”

you laughed, smiling up at him.

“that’s something i like to see.” he smirked, glancing down to your lips quickly, before looking back into your orbs.

“thank you, newt. for everything.”

he nodded, “anything, for my pretty girl.”

“my? so are we dating now?” you laughed.

he shrugged, “only if you want to.”

“you’re such a div.”

he pouted, sarcastically of course.

“of course i want to, shank.” you spoke, starring into his eyes deeply, causing a faint blush to appear on his cheeks.

he smiled, “i love you.”

“and i love you.”

newt turned to the side quickly, chuckling slightly, as you followed his line of vision to see emma starring harshly at you both. you saw her mouth ‘don’t’ at you, which made you giggle slightly.

“shall we make her jealous?” newt questioned, making you nod.

“we shall.”

before leaning in, you turned to emma winking at her, before closing the gap between you and the blonde haired boy.

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a/n- thanks for reading! if you have any newt requests please ask me :)

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izcana · 3 years

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Chills Down Your Spine

Thominho Week (Day 1): “Night”

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All of Thomas' favourite 5 memories took place in the night.

~~~~~~~~~~~~ #1 ~~~~~~~~~~~~

Thomas had his head resting on the picnic blanket, and they were watching the stars.

"They're beautiful, aren't they?" Minho's low voice said, and Thomas shivered. "I used to do it when I was a kid."

"Yeah," Thomas agreed, smiling as he curled up unconsciously to the warmth Minho radiated. The stars were truly beautiful. "I agree."

The two laid on the blanket for a bit, their legs tangling with each other. It was normal for them to cuddle like this, per see, especially during the autumn. Thomas was especially sensitive to cold, hence why he had brought a thick quilt and worn three jumpers whereas Minho was only wearing a thin parka, and he still managed to radiate heat like a furnace. How he managed this Thomas had no idea, but he did.

Minho wrapped an arm around Thomas' lean frame, and it felt like coming home. Being great friends, they were very familiar with each other's habits, and Minho knew that Thomas would get cold. Thomas snuggled into the muscular arm of his best friend, and he knew he shouldn't be admiring how those biceps flexed under his neck. He shouldn't be mesmerised at how the dim light and smudged charcoal-like shadows dance on the surface of Minho's bronze skin.

The person admiring that should have been Minho's significant other. As much as Thomas wanted to be that person, he would never be. He would forever be Minho's loyal best friend, watching Minho date many other people, people a hundred times better than him. More beautiful. Smarter, sassier, more to Minho's taste. Thomas would never get to be that person.

The most Thomas would get is a place at Minho's side during the wedding, as his best man if he was lucky, but Minho would've probably moved on by then. Maybe he would've found another best friend, one cooler, funnier, more interesting than him. Would he ever receive an invitation to the wedding?

No, he told himself. Minho may not like you that way, but he would never give up the friendship. Never.

After all, no one knew Thomas better than Minho, and vice versa.

~~~~~~~~~~~~ #2 ~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Happy birthday, Tom!" Teresa squealed, handing the aforementioned boy the present that was wrapped with a bright red bow.

Thomas took the present with a bright smile. His neon birthday-boy hat bounced on his head as he pounced on Teresa and engulfed her in a hug. "Thank you, thank you!" He squealed. If it was Minho, he would've been happy to receive Thomas as a birthday present, wrapped in a bow and everything. Minho might've been jealous of Teresa if he didn't know better; from an outsider's perspective, it did appear that Teresa was Thomas' girlfriend.

Minho remembered on the first day of high school when he thought the same thing.

"Hey, Greenie, " he said, grinning at the Greenie who peered up at his shoes shyly. Ooh, a pretty one, Minho thought.

"Hi," the kid who looked younger than him said, sending him a small smile. "Nice to meet you."

"Ya know," Minho added, because he was an annoying person, okay? "You usually say your name first, and then say 'nice to meet you'." Newt would've smacked him if he'd heard Minho "treat the Greenies like that", again. Honestly, Minho didn't see it as a big deal, but when you're a Greenie...well, he supposed it might be a bit scary to be faced off with Minho's sarcasm on your first day of school. The last Greenie, a 9th grader, "klunked in his trousers", as Newt described it.

Not this Greenie, though. He seemed to get Minho's sense of humour. "I'm Thomas," he said, his plush lips curving into a bemused smile. "Nice to meet you. Happy?"

"Very," Minho grinned. "I'm Minho."

"You forgot to say 'nice to meet you'," Thomas giggled. Minho hadn't gotten enough of that giggle, ever since.

"Nice to meet you, happy?" Minho mimicked with a squeaky voice.

"I gue –––" Before he could continue the word, he was interrupted by a pretty girl with black hair and blue eyes.

"Gosh, Tom!" She complained. "This is nothing like how Brenda said 'normal' high school was going to go!"

"Don't remind me, Tess," Thomas grinned. Minho had expected him to start snogging the girl right there. "This is my sister, Teresa," he continued. Or...not

Minho only stood there dumbly as he processed the information. Thomas...sister...Teresa? He was going to introduce himself wittily, but what came out instead was a sigh of: "You have the same nose."

Thomas laughed, throwing his neck back. Minho feasted hungrily upon the pale flesh that was dotted with moles that were scattered bizarrely on his neck.

Minho had paid attention in astronomy class ever since that day.

"How did you know I broke the last mug?" Thomas asked, tearing the paper frantically.

It was actually Minho who told Teresa about the broken mug. Thomas had looked so heartbroken about it, Minho had to get him a new mug. But, since he already had the perfect present planned, he couldn't be the one to wrap it in paper and tie a delicate bow around it in Thomas' favourite colour, grass green.

Thomas' heart broke over the silliest things, but that was why Minho loved him.

"Shooting star!" Thomas squealed. "Make a wish!"

I wish I can have Thomas forever, Minho thought, and when Thomas asked with his adorable puppy eyes, he replied: "If I told you, it wouldn't come true."

~~~~~~~~~~~~ #3 ~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Minho?" Thomas said, blinking owlishly. "Can I sleep with you?" The innocent way he said those words almost made Minho choke. "It's cold tonight."

Oh. Oh. Leave Minho to make a big deal out of nothing. "I thought you were going to ask to get laid."

Thomas snickered. "Why would I ask? I could totally get laid!" He could, but Minho didn't tell him that.

"Sure, shank," Minho said instead. "Totally."

Thomas, not waiting for Minho's response, positioned himself in the middle of Minho's bed. The little slinthead..."Some room for me?" Minho said sarcastically, raising a bushy brow at the scene on the bed. "It's my bed?"

"It's mine now," Thomas declared, making a snow angel motion with his arms. His head was in a cute but genuine bird's nest on top of his head, and his cheeks had a bright flush that Minho wanted to kiss. "I've set the flag first."

Great. He would be cuddling with Thomas tonight, then.

Minho lifted Thomas and threw him unceremoniously onto the other side of the bed. "Move over, you shank."

Thomas groaned, already looking fast asleep. Minho squeezed onto the left side of his queen-sized bed and turned them both over to face the window. The window was on, and from there, the moonlight illuminated Thomas' bright, pale skin that was dotted with beauty marks, like pepper scattered onto a white sheet of paper.

"Thanks, Min," Thomas slurred from the depths of sleep, turning to face the window as well. This new position conveniently let Minho spoon Thomas, and for Thomas to wiggle himself into the curve between Minho's thighs and stomach, but neither were complaining about that. "Good night."

"Night, shank," Minho returned, and let himself fall asleep to the smell of Thomas' strawberry shampoo.

~~~~~~~~~~~~ #4 ~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Seriously, Minho?" Thomas groaned. "You didn't ask Sonya out? What is wrong with you?" For over a year, Thomas had been trying to set Minho up with people he would like, and ones that deserved his amazing friend. Namely, someone who wasn't him. Completely different from him. "Why must you make my job so complicated? I'm trying, you know?"

"Maybe it's because there's already someone I want to date, Thomas," Minho growled exasperatedly, pacing in circles around their bench.

"Then why don't you?" Thomas murmured. Why wouldn't Minho date someone he wanted to?

"Because that person seems to be under the impression that I want to date other people," Minho said, looking straight at Thomas. It was like he was staring into Thomas' soul and telling him to "get lost, I've got somebody better and you'll never be that 'somebody'."

Thomas sniffled slightly, but kept it to himself. His best friend deserved the best, and though Thomas didn't think that person deserved Minho (since let's face it, Minho is amazing and no one deserves him), he could stand by his side. "I could try to help you convince them?"

Minho plopped down onto the sofa and laid his head back. "Why must you do this to yourself, Thomas?"

Thomas cocked a brow. He was radiating confusion by then. If Minho didn't want him to help, what did he want? "Do what?"

"Demeaning yourself," Minho sighed. "Making yourself less."

"I'm not!" Thomas retorted. He wasn't, right? Nobody was good enough for Minho.

"You're the person I want to date, Thomas!" Minho yelled, making Thomas jump into the air. "You're the one who keeps setting me up with other people! I just want to date you!" He rolled his eyes at the amber eyed boy who was frozen ridged, his hands clasped on his lap.

"You...want to date...me?" Thomas inquired, blinking slowly. He couldn't believe this was happening.

"Yes, I want to date you, Thomas," Minho rolled his eyes, taking a seat next to Thomas on the bench.

Thomas looked up at the stars. "I want to date you, too."

Minho wagged a finger at him. "We will talk about this insecurity thing, shank," he warned, but made no move to do it before pulling Thomas into a kiss.

As the two melted into the rejoice of their mouths, Thomas thought to himself: this is my favourite memory.

(Bonus: they get married under the moon and stars, laid stark for all to see.)

#thominho week #tmwd1 #thominho week 2020 #thominho #minhomas #thomas x minho #day 1 #"night #oblivious thomas #pining minho #pining thomas #insecure thomas #tmr #the maze runner

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barabarano-buggy · 4 years

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the ship meme for Shanks and Buggy

// i love this ship so much XD ♥

1. Who makes the first move and how?: Shanks. teens having a fun night together drinking and he acts on impulse.

2. Who is the most insecure and what makes them feel better?: Buggy. he feels better by getting angry at Shanks and denying his feelings.

3. Who is the most romantic?: Buggy, surprisingly.

4. Who can’t keep their hands to themselves?: Shanks.

5. Who says ‘I love you’ first?: Buggy.

6. Who would they ask if they ever had a threesome?: no one. Buggy isn’t comfortable with that.

7. What do they get up to on a night out?: Drinking, laughing, telling stories, dancing.

8. What do they like in bed?: Buggy likes how bold Shanks is, and Shanks is amused by Buggy’s reactions.

9. What is the most embarrassing thing they have done in front of each other?: Buggy is and always will be embarrassed by the time he ate his devil fruit and Shanks had to save him from drowning.

10. What two songs, two books and two luxury items do they take to a desert island?: “Come with me now” by the Kongos and “the Cave” by Mumford & Sons, horror/mystery books that Shanks can read to Buggy, booze and more booze.

11. What do they hide from one another?: Buggy hides his love for Shanks. Shanks hides nothing.

12. What first changes when it starts getting serious?: Buggy’s anger turns into a more playful annoyance.

13. When do they realize they should get together?: Buggy doesn’t believe they ever will. it would take Shanks confessing and asking for Buggy to admit and agree.

14. When one has a cold, what does the other do?: Buggy would grumble and say he’s grossed out, but he would take care of Shanks. Shanks would take care of Buggy despite his claims of not needing him to.

15. When they watch a film what do they choose and why? Who gets the final vote?: Horror or comedy. Buggy will have the final say since Shanks is more easy-going and would rather Buggy just be happy.

16. When the zombie apocalypse comes, how do they cope together?: Shanks turns it into a game to make Buggy feel more confident about it.

17. When they find a time machine, where do they go?: back to when they were teens so they can properly confess their feelings before all the hurt happened.

18. When they fight, how do they make up?: they fight often because Buggy is jealous and sensitive. sometimes Shanks will laugh it off, but if its unreasonable he will put Buggy in his place. eventually Buggy will either back down, or someone from a third party will tell them to cut it out.

19. Where do they go on their first date?: drinking on the beach.

20. Where do they go on holiday?: drinking on the beach XD

21. Where do they get nervous about going with one another?: Buggy is often nervous around Shanks because he doesn’t feel he could ever be an equal to him. Shanks isn’t ever nervous.

22. Where does their first kiss happen?: as teens on Gold Roger’s ship, they kiss after they’ve been drinking and most of the crew has already gone to bed.

23. Where is their favourite place to be together?: drinking on the beach.

24. Where do they first have sex?: as teens on Gold Roger’s ship after drinking.

25. Why do they fight?: Buggy is a jealous and sensitive person. he will always start their fights out of insecurity.

26. Why do they need to have a serious chat?: because Buggy will constantly live in denial of his real feelings until Shanks confesses his own. and if Shanks doesn’t feel the same then they need to clear it up.

27. Why do their friends get annoyed with them?: Shanks’ crew will let him do and love whoever he chooses. everyone gets annoyed with Buggy for being so insecure and emotional- causing arguments that don’t need to happen.

28. Why do they get jealous?: Shanks doesn’t get jealous. Buggy gets jealous because everyone adores Shanks on every level. he doesn’t think he’s good enough or anywhere near equal to Shanks. he’s always wanted the adoration that Shanks receives but will never get it because he’s treated like a joke. he also doesn’t feel adequate as a partner for Shanks and will get jealous easily when other people show interest in fear of losing him.

29. Why do they fall a little bit more in love?: despite being extremely emotional and easily set off, Buggy can be very sweet and funny. his fake confidence is amusing to Shanks, and Shanks’ assurance and encouragement helps Buggy feel more real confidence.

30. Why does it work (or not work) between them?: it works because they compliment each other regarding their faults and needs for growth in a healthy way. Shanks is very understanding and knows that Buggy’s upset doesn’t come from a hateful place, but more from insecurity. it doesn’t work because i think Shanks’ feelings were never reciprocated for Buggy and it hurts and embarrasses Buggy to have been vulnerable to rejection. they also have conflicting personalities, and though they could work really well they also might not so it could cause more problems than healing.

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crossroadsimagine · 5 years

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♥ Match up for nightrainn2

♥ Completed One Piece Holiday match up for nightrainn2, sorry it’s late but better late than never~♥

☰ Matched with Sanji

Will show an interest in you upon first meeting you and can even seem a little over bearing or nosey at first, kind of a mixture of flirting and trying to get to know you. Though you do tend to be rather oblivious to romance or flirting towards you so you might not even notice his flirting and may just mistake him for being attentive or friendly.

It won’t take long for him to actually ask you out however; because he is very flamboyant and outgoing and his rather spontaneous way of asking you out you may not take him seriously at all. But if you do take him seriously the two of you could start dating from that moment but if you don’t take him seriously, he’ll ask again another time once the two of you know each other better and will ask in a sincerer manner however neither way will he really seem nervous about asking you out.

Sanji falls for you rather quickly and is immediately loyal and dedicated to you and will be protective over you quickly after the relationship begins. He is very patient and accepting of you for all your positive and negative traits and he is very comforting and supportive towards you especially when it comes to your depression and OCD.

Sanji is also very understanding of the fact that you can be highly sensitive and introverted and will not push you to do things you don’t want to or push you out of your comfort zone, and in fact he can be very protective of you and will want you to feel safe and secure with him.

Which can make him over protective when others try to push you out of your comfort zone or criticize you for anything, and he can even be a little too protective at times by jumping in too soon and not giving you time to stand up for yourself. At times you can try to mask your feelings and hide how you’re really feeling, not wanting to feel like a bother to him however; despite this he becomes very good at noticing when you’re masking your feelings and learns to notice the differences of when you are truly happy and when you are faking it or masking your feelings.

Which he will not push for you to open up and talk about it but he will ask you about it, always wanting you to know that he is there for you, but also because he’ll want you to know that he can see through you and that you don’t need to hide your feelings from him. You do have a tendency to over think and worry about the what ifs in life whether good or bad, you can also feel as though your opinions don’t matter which can make you keep thoughts to yourself or make you stay quiet altogether at times.

However; Sanji is rather persistent about getting you to speak your mind and express your feelings, thoughts and opinions. Often asking “What do you think?” on different situations, plans or thoughts because he does genuinely want to hear what you have to say and hear your thoughts.

You can be lazy at times where you don’t want to do anything but nap and laze around having a relaxing day, which Sanji won’t mind one bit and won’t see you as lazy either and can see these lazy days as opportunities for spending time with you and cuddling with you.

Sanji never judges you or criticizes you for anything and will never find you even the slightest bit annoying, no matter what you do. You can be rather insecure feeling as though people may only be pretending to be nice to you or just putting up with you, however; this will never be the case with him and he is completely devoted to you and will comfort you through any of your doubts or insecurities. You also have a habit of apologizing even when things aren’t your fault which he’ll always comfort you about, hugging you or holding your hand.

He will also be protective over you and try his best to make you happy and he will not want you feeling down or bad about yourself, and he’ll always be there for you to lean on him when needed. Sanji is also very encouraging and compliments you often, telling you how cute or pretty you look or even how smart or kind you are, and will always compliment you and praise you any time he feels like you look nice or did something special.

Sanji is completely non-argumentative with you and will never even raise his voice to you, and will always take a peaceful and calm route in working things out with you if the two of you have a disagreement or issues in the relationship. He is also very polite and respectful towards you, your family and friends because he will want to make a good impression on those closest to you, and want them to approve of the relationship which can make him very nervous about meeting anyone close to you.

Sanji will always put you first and do anything to make you happy and he will keep you safe and protected no matter what, and your safety and well being will be top of his priority list. No matter what happens he will stay by your side through any and all ups and downs and always tries his best to make you happy.

☰ Headcanons

■ Likes being loving and affectionate with you and has absolutely no issues with public displays of affections but also respectful of your boundaries. But can be affectionate to the point of being clingy or smothering at times but will tone it down if he feels like you are upset or uncomfortable with it. He’s completely content with even the simplest forms of affection, and just sitting next to you or holding hands can make him happy.

■��He is a great listener and pays close attention to you and will remember a lot about you, whether it’s about you in general, your past, your favorite things or things you like or things you’ve said including your dreams, goals or places you’d like to visit. He can easily surprise you with the amount of details he remembers about you and things you’ve said.

■ Can get jealous very easily and will always be over protective of you whether in domestic situations or in serious or battle type situations. He can get jealous just from others spending a lot of time with you especially when it’s other guys particularly guys he doesn’t know very well. He’s unlikely to get very jealous of you spending time with people like Luffy, Nami or family of yours, but can when it comes to strangers, old friends or friends of yours he doesn’t know very well or just met.

■ Has a habit of hugging you often especially any time you seem down or upset, but will nearly always find a reason to hug you, trying to encourage you, motivate you, cheer you up, comfort you or even just greeting you or saying goodbye. And while he initiates a lot of affectionate acts with you, he can be caught off guard or even embarrassed when/if you initiate affectionate acts with him first.

☰ Other possible matches

Ace is very loving and considerate towards you and is always respectful and polite with you though he can have a seriously over protective side of you at times, especially during serious or dangerous situations where he feels like your well being could be in danger. He can also be over protective in simpler ways such as if someone bad mouths you or even criticizes you he’s quick to step in and defend you, often times before you even have a chance to defend yourself. Which can make him threatening or aggressive towards people like this particularly if words or a polite route doesn’t work. He is very encouraging and can push you out of your comfort zone sometimes on purpose other times accidentally but he’s always very understanding and comforting towards you and will always put your safety and happiness first.

Shanks is often times laid back and calm and doesn’t get upset or riled up easily which means he is not one for arguments and never even raises his voice to you, in fact he won’t even like for you to see his more serious or angry side. Though he will never hide anything from you it can seem like he’s trying to protect you or shield you from certain situations if he feels like they could be serious or dangerous. He is very loving and comforting towards you and doesn’t mind being affectionate with you in public and especially doesn’t mind when the two of you are alone. He is a great listener and is very patient with you as well and won’t rush you to open up to him, but he will always try to make you feel safe and comfortable with him.

☰ Drabble

It was getting rather late in the evening the sky was clear making the view of the stars nearly perfect, there was hardly a breeze and the weather was warm. It had been nearly a perfect day.

The first time it felt like an actual date between you and Sanji because after all constantly traveling around and being around the others certainly didn’t allow for much romance or alone time between the two of you, which in general was okay you were happy being with the Strawhats.

It made times like this feel special since they didn’t happen so frequently you thought to yourself as you sat next to Sanji on a roof top that over looked a small seaside town.

There were lights and lanterns lit up and as the festival in town continued on into the night waiting on the fireworks display that was bound to happen any moment now.

“Thank you for today.” You said in a happy tone and Sanji looked at you in surprise for a moment before smiling,

“You don’t have to- “he began but you interrupted him

“I know, but I want you to know how much I appreciate this.” You explained, he glanced away from you for a moment then looked back at you raising his hand to your cheek,

“You’re so cute!” he said happily scooting closer to you leaning towards you and kissing your forehead, suddenly you heard a loud boom signaling the fireworks were beginning.

You sat close to him leaning against him and he wrapped his arm around you as the two of you watched the fireworks boom and light up the sky.

#One Piece #One Piece headcanons #One Piece match up #Match up #Holiday match up #Sanji

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I found this awesome little ‘ship ask meme, and I got super excited so I went ahead and filled it out for two of my OT3 pairings. Because I have literally no self-control.

OT3: The Functional One [a.k.a. OT3: The Queen and her Two Kings] Pax/Nimrod/Shanks - Strangeland ‘verse

who hogs the duvet: Nimrod. Pax would be super annoyed about it because she is literally always cold, but Shanks is a damn space heater so she just cuddles up to him.

who texts/rings to check how their day is going: Pax. She then gets super annoyed that Shanks never answers, because he always forgets he has a phone.

who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts: Pax. Nimrod is always gonna write his loves songs for any gift-giving occasion, and Shanks will go for small, quirky things. Pax likes to get adventurous.

who gets up first in the morning: Shanks. It drives both Nimrod and Pax fucking crazy because they’re both allergic to mornings.

who suggests new things in bed: Pax. Nimrod is a very happy man. [Shanks just gets annoyed when they take too long because he’s fucking tired and he just wants to curl up with his loves and they won’t.stop.fucking.]

who cries at movies: Nimrod. He then gets annoyed when Pax and Shanks are laughing and/or making fun of whatever they’re watching [”Fuck you both The Notebook is a goddamned masterpiece!”]

who gives unprompted massages: Shanks. Both Pax and Nimrod have been known to go comatose within two minutes.

who fusses over the other when they’re sick: Shanks is a mother hen and it’s kind of hilarious.

who gets jealous easiest: Nimrod. Though Pax is a close second when Nimrod starts flirting with brainless blonde bimbos.

who has the most embarrassing taste in music: Shanks has a not-so-secret love for bro country that Pax and Nimrod will never understand.

who collects something unusual: They all collect things that are very normal, fuck you very much [Pax and her charm bracelets, Shanks and his knives, Nimrod and his plectrums].

who takes the longest to get ready: Nimrod. He is super vain about his hair and very particular about his guyliner.

who is the most tidy and organised: Shanks, weirdly enough.

who gets most excited about the holidays: Nimrod loves literally any excuse for celebrations. His childlike glee is quite endearing, even if Pax and Shanks aren’t really sure Arbor Day is a big enough deal to throw a city-wide party.

who is the big spoon/little spoon: Shanks is the biggest of big spoons. Nimrod will not admit how much he loves being the little spoon. Pax usually gets little spooned by default.

who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports: Easily Nimrod. He also considers driving to be a competitive sport and has the road rage to match.

who starts the most arguments: When they were younger, it was Pax. Her insecurities would hit Nimrod’s less intelligent choices and the explosions were pretty epic.

who suggests that they buy a pet: None of them planned it, but they keep accidentally adopting dogs. They have four now: Champ the golden retriever, Daisy the chocolate lab, Major the pit bull, and Bella the brain dead golden lab. This does not include their children’s various animals.

what couple traditions they have: They renew their wedding vows annually, and have a daily morning tradition of putting on each others’ bonding rings. Pax also has a rule that if either of her husbands comes to whichever of her bars she’s working in an evening, they must dance with her at least once.

what tv shows they watch together: Whatever’s on, really. None of them are really emphatic about watching any show in particular.

what other couple they hang out with: Pax’s brother and his wife [who is Shanks’ sister]. But they spend most of their time around Pax’s South side captains, whether the entire crew or just a few at a time.

how they spend time together as a couple: They do a lot of walking together, either to work or on big family walks with their kids. They’re also big fans of evening cuddle piles on the couch.

who made the first move: Nimrod, to both Shanks and Pax. But Pax was the one who broached the idea of forming a stable triad.

who brings flowers home: Shanks. Though Pax does tend to create flowers with her magic when she’s particularly happy.

who is the best cook: Pax. Shanks doesn’t often have the time, and Nimrod can’t touch a kitchen implement without it exploding.

OT3: BloodSight Shawn/Mia/Zenina - The Wicked End ‘verse

who hogs the duvet: Shawn, the douchebag. Mia and Zee are not happy about him being such a fucking blanket hog.

who texts/rings to check how their day is going: Mia. She has separation anxiety.

who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts: Shawn. Which is just and right, because he’s never overly demonstrative with either of his girls.

who gets up first in the morning: “Morning” meaning “dusk.” It’s a vampire circus, so everybody’s nocturnal. Zenina is the first one awake though, and she’s an annoyingly chipper morning person. Shawn grumbles about it all the time.

who suggests new things in bed: Mia is both the new vampire, and the newest to a triad relationship like this, so Shawn and Zee take things at her pace. [When Shawn and Zee are taking time for themselves so Zee can do her oracle thing for him, Shawn’s usually the one suggesting new things. Zee doesn’t care what they do so long as it triggers her ecstatic trance.]

who cries at movies: Mia. She’s an emotional sap.

who gives unprompted massages: Mia, because she’s an emotional sap and very cuddly with her loved ones.

who fusses over the other when they’re sick: None of them get sick, so this is irrelevant.

who gets jealous easiest: Shawn. He is stupid territorial.

who has the most embarrassing taste in music: Two words, Shawn: Barbie Girl. Don’t think the girls won’t use that blackmail footage, because they will.

who collects something unusual: Zee collects jars of dirt from places where she’s been particularly happy.

who takes the longest to get ready: Zenina. She likes corsets and Shawn gets distracted.

who is the most tidy and organised: Zenina. When she gets pissed at Shawn she passive-aggressively cleans his office.

who gets most excited about the holidays: Mia.

who is the big spoon/little spoon: Zee is the little spoon surprisingly often. [Mia and Shawn both like to hear her heartbeat.]

who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports: Mia, surprisingly.

who starts the most arguments: Shawn, by virtue of being a douchebag.

who suggests that they buy a pet: There’s really no need for pets in a vampire circus. That’s what the animal shifters are for.

what couple traditions they have: Shawn takes Zenina to Paris once every ten years, because that’s where they met back in 1879. Zee and Mia cook together every Sunday.

what tv shows they watch together: Anything supernatural-themed, because Zee likes to make fun of how wrong it all is.

what other couple they hang out with: Dante and Elise, Joey and Ava, Trick and Nate.

how they spend time together as a couple: Shawn is happiest just being in his girls’ presence, even if everybody’s focused on their own stuff. Mia likes to hear Zenina read love poetry in foreign and dead languages. Zee likes to give Mia tours of whatever city they’re in.

who made the first move: Mia. When she and Shawn were first dancing around each other, she wanted to understand Shawn and Zee’s fucked-up relationship. And somehow it evolved into a three-way friends-with-benefits situation, and then somehow [I have no idea how] Mia got Shawn and Zenina to confess that they’d always had more intense feelings for each other than just using each other for expediency. Then Mia and Zee fell in love, and now here they are.

who brings flowers home: Shawn, when he fucks up. Otherwise, Zenina, because she still remembers Victorian-era flower language.

who is the best cook: Zenina’s the only one who still needs human food, but Mia’s pretty good in the kitchen still.

#OT3: The Functional One #but also #OT3: BloodSight #character reference #children of the streets #the wicked end #standby warn go queue

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