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Imagine unjinxing the Whitebeard pirates
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Marco: *comes out of his office* finally, I finished all of my paperwork. *Holds out the last file folder*
Thatch: it's about time, you've been in there for days.
Izou: I was wondering if we'd ever see you again.
Marco: it felt like I was gonna be in there forever, I swear if Big Mom attacks us ever again I'll kill her myself, pop's be damned.
Ace: yeah, but it could be worse though. Thankfully it's quiet tonight, so I doubt anything'll happen
Marco, Izou, and Thatch: *give him a look of horror*
Ace: what?
Izou: you just did not say that!
Ace: say what?
Thatch: you basically just jinxed us!
You: *comes out when you hear them yelling* what happened?
Izou: he just said the q word
You: oof
Ace: I'm sorry, I take it back, alright.
Marco: sorry, doesn't unjinx us *points the file folder in his hand towards Whitebeard's lodgings, holding it there only a hair away from your face.* Go tell Pops and the rest of the crew to remain vigilant and careful because things may go tits up soon because of your stupidity
You: *about to be so fucking funny*
Ace: alright, find.
Marco: and don't use the q word when explaining.
You: *takes a bite out of his file and spits the pieces into his hand*
Marco: (⁠ノ⁠`⁠Д⁠´⁠)⁠ノ⁠彡⁠┻⁠━⁠┻ Fuck! *Storms back into his office and slams the door*
Izou: why are you like this?
You: hmm, it's probably because of the childhood neglect.
Thatch: *wheezing and laughing*
Izou: why'd you do it?
You: to negate the jinx
Izou: and you made Marco bear the brunt of it, you bad person.
You: he could just tape them back together.
Thatch: but we all know he won't do that, so now he has to refill out the report.
You: ╮⁠(⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)⁠╭ sucks to be him then.
Izou: you bitch.
You: says the head bitch
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lucdoodle · 4 months
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a ref to "Nan Hao & Shang Feng"
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where-s-all-blue · 4 months
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Luffy: Hey Ace?
Ace: Yeah?
Luffy: Where do babies come from?
Ace: Uhhh..
Ace: A monster drops them at your door and tells you to raise them?
Years later
Marco: And then Oden and Toki had a baby-
Luffy, nodding sagely: Yes, the monster dropped the baby at their door
Marco: What?
Luffy: Ace told me that babies are dropped to people's doors by a monster
Ace, holding his head: I was ten Luffy. Do you think that ten year olds are reliable sources of information.
Luffy: I see. So you lied to me.
Ace: NO, I DIDN’T THAT'S WHAT DADAN TOLD ME WHEN I ASKED HER HOW SHE GOT ME!
Luffy: So Dadan lied.
Ace: Uh.. no, technically, she didn't.
Garp: *sneezes*
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lesansnom · 10 months
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Marco the FUCKING pénix
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quinloki · 6 months
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Emo Marco \o/
Hey hey - based on the "I'll show you my emo phase if you show me yours." line from Birds of a Feather, I commissioned the immensely talented and very kind @themetalhiro to draw Emo Marco based just on my text based description (which is HARD AF to do, as someone who has tried before xD)
I love how it came out!
Check out the story Here on Tumblr, or here on Ao3, or Wattpad if that's your jam, and enjoy this AWESOME piece of art!
(Give love to Hiro if you can too, they're AMAZING.)
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whispers-of-lilith · 2 months
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Courtship
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Ace: Oi Marco!
You: *whispers* Ace don't...
Marco: What do you want, yoi?
Ace: Your innocent little partner here wants to know if you would ever use your pretty tail to court 'em before fucking 'em—
You: Ace!
Marco: Ace, leave them alone and you, darling, my room, now.
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yumenofude · 3 months
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Thank you Angelica for your support!! Loved drawing this 🥰❤️
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henrioo · 10 months
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✦ ── SOMEONE WHO WANTS YOU: WHITEBEARD CREW
Relationships: Platonic! WhiteBeard Crew x Child! Reader, Platonic! Edward Newgate x Child! Reader, Platonic! Marco x Child! Reader, Platonic! Thatch x Gn! Reader, Platonic! Ace x Gn! Reader, Platonic! Izo x Child! Reader
Warnings: Mention of child abuse
Synopsis: What to do when no one in this world wants you? And what to do when for the first time you find someone who wants you?
Word count: 1,9k
Notes: This is my first imagine after a while without writing so I might be a bit rusty, I apologize for the translation English is not my main language. I'm going to apologize for the pronouns, the idea is to write with a neutral reader but how I translate the fics is difficult, since the neutral in Portuguese and English are different. I ask that you forgive me and read Imagining the pronouns that feel most comfortable
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His life was difficult from the beginning, his mother was the lover of a married boy from the small island where he lived, so when he found out that he had impregnated his mistress, he didn't like to become aggressive and abandon her. Your mom could have handled that awful situation in any number of ways, but she decided that blaming you for screwing up her life was the best way to go, so when you were born expecting to be welcomed with open arms and comfort, you were met with stares. disgust and disgust.
Of course, you weren't at fault, you were just a child like any other, pure and sinless. At first your mother wasn't really bad, as long as you didn't cry and cuddle her things would be fine. But as you grew up and became more like your biological father, something inside her awakened. A terrible fury awoke. It was then that the abuses prompted.
You weren't exactly rich, but soon she started to lose control and spend all her money on gambling, she started stealing both meals and even selling her clothes or toys to get more money. When you reached the age of twelve, it was clear from your appearance the suffering life you had had, your old and dirty clothes, your hair and skin not cared for, your eyes without hope and life. You're living in a world that made it clear it didn't want you, so life seemed meaningless.
So you ran away. Of course, your "mother" didn't mind going after you, maybe for her it was even better that the focus of all her anger finally disappeared. You ran as far as your legs could take you, farther than the small town they lived in. It was clear that you couldn't leave the island being so young and alone, so all you could do was run to a neighboring town that was further away from where you were born. At least there you could guarantee that you would be safe and far enough away from your former guardian.
It wasn't easy, you were small and fragile, you had to live off the pity of others and steal food in most cases. The adults were cruel and some even attacked you when they saw you stealing, throwing stones or leftover rotten food. Don't you think the people who want to help you all had their own problems, who would want a stupid kid to support? You knew that nobody wanted you, not your mother, not your father, not even those adults in the new city. You were just a burden. That's what you believed.
Then one day you saw the market getting more crowded, lots of unknown people were walking around and the traders looked both happy and worried at the same time, you weren't curious why. Getting ready for another day you bumped into a young man, the trick was simple: pretend to have accidentally bumped into someone and steal their wallet quickly. You were already getting better as the months went by, but just as you turned to run towards the alleys, a hand firmly gripped your wrist and you were forced to stay put.
"Easy there little one, you have faster em-yoi" The yellow haired guy said laughing, how did he realize that you stole his wallet? Desperation began to course through his veins and his stomach twisted at the thought of the motivation he could receive.
"What do you have there, Marco?" Another man approached, he had a long chestnut color and was carrying several bags. Next to him was another younger boy, shirtless and with black hair.
"What is it, a child?" The black haired one asked looking at you, he looked curious and confused.
"A petty thief, I guess" Marco, you seemed to understand, said and then took back the small bag of coins from your hand. You instinctively started pulling your arm hard as the tears started to flow, you didn't want to stand there and find out what your motivation for stealing was.
"What?! I can't believe you were stolen by a child!" The black-haired one spoke laughing, for him everything seemed like a big joke.
"I didn't get robbed, Ace-yoi" Marco corrected "I caught him before they could get away" He then turned to you, his eyes were serious though not causing the anger and disgust you were used to seeing. "Aren't you going to explain yourself? Small-yoi" He chuckled.
"Poor thing, he must be scared with that scowl on his face... Don't talk to him, talk to me, yes?" The man with the topknot placed the bags on the floor as he knelt down to be at your height, he reached out with his arm as if he was going to catch you. Scared, you simply screamed while using your legs that were loose to defend yourself, the problem was that you hit the guy square in the face.
"Thatch!" Marco and Ace screamed together and quickly his arm was released as both men turned to help their friend who was on his ass on the ground and holding his nose that was now bleeding.
You didn't wait another second before running through the crowd at te market. You heard voices shouting behind you but didn't turn around to find out if they were following you. When you were far from the city, deep in the woods, and your feet were already hurting, you knew you had run enough. You threw yourself against a tree while catching your breath, you had run too far and you hadn't even been able to eat, so now you were tired and hungry.
Not having the courage to go back to the market and have the chance to meet the same men and receive even worse punishment, you decided to curl up in the grass and get some sleep. Maybe at night you could go back and try to eat leftovers from the restaurants, it wasn't worth the risk of getting hurt if you went back too soon. So closing your eyes you let the light breeze and ambient heat settle you as they carried you off to dreamland.
Something was wrong. You were sure of that when you woke up with a jump, you frantically looked around, there didn't seem to be anything wrong, but your whole body said otherwise. You got up and started running while looking back trying to figure out if you were being followed. You could hear the sea and must have been starting to get closer to shore when you hit something firm and landed on your butt.
You screamed in pain and looked up in confusion, that's when you saw… A giant! You had never seen someone so big and immediately your eyes widened in shock as you thought how it was possible for someone to be so big. He had his hair tied back in a headband and wore a nice outfit but he was definitely not an ordinary person, in the background you could see a huge ship and several people walking with boxes and bags, both inside and outside.
"Then that's it?" He spoke, not to you, but to some men beside you.
"Look, we were going to look for you and you came running towards us!" Ace you recognized said excitedly "You gotta show me that kick again shorty, Thatch is still pissed off that you broke his nose!" Then he burst out laughing.
"Don't laugh about it" A man with long hair and strange traditional clothing spoke with some disappointment. He wore makeup and was extremely handsome. "Isn't this child too small?" He said looking at you.
"I told you he was tiny" Marco shrugged "But he had more quick ones to rob me in the market today, I thought it would get your attention, oyaji-yoi" He said looking at the huge man.
"Hm… let's see" the man raised his hand towards you and you immediately tried to run, but he was faster by grabbing your shirt from behind and pulling you off the ground. You fit in the palm of the man's hand and now too far off the ground you couldn't run away. "So, brat, what's your name?"
You looked around desperately, who were these people and why were they so interested in you? You initially thought they just wanted to punish you for stealing one of the members, but now your head was spinning and you thought you could be sold into slavery. You didn't want that! Then your body reacted and you bit down with all your strength on the man's palm, of course that didn't seem to have any effect, the only thing that changed was the man's face, which formed an irritated frown.
Tears were already starting to flow and you curled into a ball while thinking what they would do to you... That's when everyone started laughing, your face burned in embarrassment as you looked at everyone without understanding anything.
"They has grit, I like that!" The man holding you would laugh like he heard the best joke in the world.
"I told you" Marco laughed "When he realizes he's in an ugly situation he reacts, smart brat…"
The tall man placed you on the ground and knelt down to appear less threatening, the others beside him were smiling as if everything was going extremely well. You didn't understand exactly what was going on, but you were too scared to run away, so you just stood there waiting for someone to explain the situation.
"Let's try again, what's your name brat?" He said and now he looked a little less intimidating, although his face was still serious.
"(Y/n)" you said in a low voice, afraid to answer, you didn't know what they wanted with you.
"Hm… A good name for a little fighter… Tell me, are you alone?" You shyly nod your head "Don't you have a family?" Again you wave with a certain fear, then the man opens a gentle smile while moving his hand to lightly caress your hair "So come be my son, become part of my family, brat! You have fighter blood and don't give up easily , I like that" He chuckled again.
Did you look at him confused, son? What was this man saying? "You… You're not going to sell me into slavery?" You asked shyly, the men around made a little shocked face and looked really offended by your question.
"Slave? We are pirates but we still have morals!" The long haired man spoke.
"Yes, you don'twhat do you need to worry about, no one here is going to sell you or hurt you-yoi" Marco smiled patting him on the head "We just want you to be part of the family."
"Do you want?" His eyes glistened with newfound hope, were you really listening to that? Did anyone want you? "Do you want me? Really?"
The men seemed to understand their predicament, their gazes becoming softer and their smiles gentler.
"Yes, I want you as my son" The huge man said "My name is Edward Newgate and from today you are part of our family, brat, so don't worry about anything anymore, understood?"
You nodded as you felt tears welling up, for the first time being from joy. You were now wanted, you were now part of a family, with a father, brothers and you would have people wanting and loving you. You finally understood what this love you saw on the streets was and you were happy.
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Notes: I hope you enjoyed it, if you can tell me what you think I'll really appreciate it, it's my first story after a lockdown so I'm a little unsure, you can ask for a story too!
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tagzpite · 4 months
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Doming Them in Bed N/SFW (OP Edition)
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Doming Them In Bed N/SFW Part 1 ft. Marco, Law, Mihawk, King and Sanji
TW: dom/sub roles, rough sex, vulgar language, penetration of a hole. WC:550+
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Marco 
He does get turned on. The phoenix often has the upper hand in bed now, he thinks it is cute you are trying to take charge. He would enjoy the taunting talk you would do and he would play along. Marco knows you can only handle so much as you can become very submissive in one quick motion being underneath him. Marco admires your body as you are riding him. His hands firmly held your thighs “You enjoy doing me yoi? I will let you have your little fun.” he let a low chuckle out “for now.”
Law
Another man is so used to being the dominant one in the room. He is a bit stunned but feeling how hot and slick you were, the questioning seemed to melt away. His tattooed hand rubbed his face as he was clenching his jaw. His golden eyes stared at yours before they traveled down your glistening naked frame. He could hear the cocky tone in your voice as you spoke to him. Cocking his brow with the comments coming from you, he grabbed you by your wrist pulling you down towards him. You could feel his slender fingers grasping your jaw “I can flip you over and make sure you know how dominant one ya.”
Mihawk
Mihawk is a very patient man to an extent. The swordsman held onto your waist as you bounced on his cock. He loved hearing his name coming from your lips. Enjoyed when he asked you how much you loved his cock. But when you reversed the question it threw him off as it didn’t last too long before he had you against the bed. Pinning your hands above your head. His golden eyes look down at you. You could hear the huff coming from his lips “Mi Amor…I think you forgot about the punishment for the disobedience the last time you tried this…. Shall I remind you once again?” you felt his hands gripping a bit tighter around your wrist.
King
Nope, not having it. The man will not be submissive ever ever EVER. The large Lunarian who holds no filter or strength back thrust his cock hard and deep inside of you. You knew it was a bad idea but how he was not holding back and just pounding into you turned you on. He watched as a tear escaped from the corner of his eye. Your voice was becoming raspy from the whimpering and crying. Now, this turned him on seeing the disheveled look on your face. “You think you can dominate a Lunarian like myself… you were wrong for doing so. Now you will face the consequences.” His deep voice as his white hair fell in front of his face.
Sanji
Literally would try to contain his nosebleed. He loves when you dominate him, praising you as you ride his cock. His moaning becomes uncontrollable, his hands roaming all over your body. The more his hands roamed your body the more it was hard for him to not cum in that moment. Letting out a sharp breath throwing his head back on the pillow. Hearing the small curse words coming from his lips. “Just like that babe~~~” Sanji's voice is quivering seeing his low-lidded eyes expressing the pink hues on his cheeks.
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wellfine · 1 year
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Look at this weird chicken
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Imagine the Marco flirting with you during a fight
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During a fight between the Whitebeard pirates and the red hair pirates
Marco: *Spots you in the brawl on a cliff, and ignores Benn shooting at him in favor of going over to see you* Oi! (y/n), You look great*
You: *covered in sweat, seawater, and blood* What! *stabs a pirate in the shoulder and cuts his leg taking him out of the fight*
Marco: *heals his comrade*, So, how are you doing?
You: Every time, every time Marco. Every time our crews meet, be it in passing or combat, you always find me to flirt. Why? I have told you repeatedly that I do not care for you in that way.
Marco: Come on, at this part it's just part of our greeting ritual, plus you're a good fighter and take down a lot of our low ranks. It's just good strategy for me to follow you around, we gotta keep your crew at bay while the bosses fight. Plus you do care, you haven't attacked me once.
You: that's because there'd be no point * rolls your eyes and notices marines lining up a shot to fire a sea stone net at Marco and run at him while yelling* Marines! We're being ambushed! *You jump off the cliff and tackle Marco out of the way before it could ensnare him*
Marco: *grunts when he falls into a tree, and you land on him* Aw, you do care.
You: Shut up *Straddles his him to take a peak through the foliage*
Marco: *likes the view and slaps his palms onto your thighs and squeezed them as he lifts his hips to get in a comfortable positiion* you know I usually prefer to be taken out for dinner beforehand, but I suppose I could let you have your way with me this once.
You: *bombastic side eye* This is no time for your jokes, Marco, we need to get out of here before the Marines find us.
Marco: Haha, hang on, I'll get us out of here. *stands*
You: *wraps your arms loosely around his neck*
Marco: That's not gonna cut it, you'll fall if you hang on like that. You need to be closer. *Pulls you against his chest and lifts you up*
You: *tightens your arms around his neck*
Marco: *brings both of your legs around his waist and launches you both in the air before you could complain*
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sabo-has-my-heart · 11 months
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Hey there Astra! Hope you're taking care of yourself and doing well 😄. Can I request Izou, Thatch, Marco, and Ace with a shy!s/o? If it's too much you can just do Izou, thank you so much you're the best!! 🤍
So this is also my @onepiece-bingo submission for 'First Kiss'. Thank you for being so patient with me.
Warnings: first kisses, Shy!Reader, Izou, Thatch, Marco, Ace
Word Count: 1490
Izou
     It was cute how shy you were, how you hid behind him if too much attention was on you, how you sank in your seat to try to not be noticed, and how you squeaked and quietly insisted on being put down if he lifted you into the air. That being said, it was hard to keep a ‘low profile’ when you were dating the prettiest pirate in the New World and 16th division commander. The man attracted attention and oozed confidence and an elegance that drew people to him. You, by comparison, were relatively plain. Choosing not to wear flashy makeup or clothing in order to not attract attention. Head down and refusing to meet people’s eyes so that they wouldn’t approach you. Izou wasn’t really bothered by your shyness, in fact he found it rather endearing and cute. There was… one thing he didn’t like about your shyness though. You hated PDA. PDA always brought attention to you, attention and teasing. The most he could do was hold your hand but even then, you preferred to hold one of his long sleeves, afraid of the attention you might get if you actually held his hand. The crew never teased you on anything, they knew better than to try to tease you, less they invoke Izou’s wrath, but you still worried about all the eyes that could be watching you. He hadn’t even had his first kiss with you yet! But he was going to change that today! He had a nice place to pull you aside, away from the prying eyes of the others, secluded and not likely to be bothered. So pulling you through the halls, he smiled back at you, the confused look on your face only making you cuter.
     “Y/n.” he said softly, caressing your cheek as he closed the door behind you, “it’s not the romance you deserve, but I’ve been waiting too long to do this.” Izou said softly, pulling you into a sweet kiss. Your heart pounded in your chest as you kissed back, wrapping your arms around his neck. Suddenly, you wished you’d done this sooner, that you’d had the courage to kiss him in front of the others. Breaking the kiss, you looked up at him, in wonder.
     “Can… can we do that again?” you asked softly, the dark haired man smiling as he pulled you into another kiss.
Ace
     Ace was wild, loud, outgoing, and commanding. You were shy, quiet, introverted, and timid. Logically, your relationship made little sense, but then, love didn’t make any logical sense. You liked how he was always doing grand gestures to show you how much he cared, how he was pulling you out on some new adventure, and how he showered you in affection. He loved how cute you were, how your need to avoid attention kept him out of too much trouble, how you quietly gave him small gifts. That being said, there were things you both hated. You hated how he was always attracting attention to you, despite your protests, you hated how he was always pulling you into his trouble, and how he’d pull you with him when he was really happy, drawing the attention of the entire crew to the two of you. He hated how you always wanted to be a wallflower during parties, how he wasn’t allowed to show you off and tell everyone how amazing you were, and the one he hated the most, how adamantly you refused PDA. He wanted to walk down the street with his arm wrapped around your waist, he wanted to spin you around in his arms, and most importantly, he wanted his damn first kiss with you! But he’d be damned if your shyness stopped him! It was the dead of night that he tugged you to the back of the ship.
     “Ace, what’s so important that you needed to talk to me at this hour at the back of the ship?” you asked, confused and slightly annoyed. You’d been getting ready for bed, what did he want? Ace just gave you one of his sunny smiles as he pulled you into a passionate kiss, hands on either cheek, holding your head as he sighed happily into the kiss. You couldn’t stop yourself from melting into the kiss, hands gripping his shoulders. Pulling back, he grinned at the dazed look in your eyes. He didn’t bother to say a thing as his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you into another kiss, neither of you aware of the small audience that peeked through the windows, quietly cheering and exchanging bet money. 
Marco
     Sitting in his office, Marco smiled over at you. You always looked so at home in the solitude of his office, away from the rowdy and often boisterous crew. Helping the phoenix with whatever various paperwork or office work he had. He understood your desire to stay out of the spotlight, to stay away from the excitement and attention that often came with much of the crew. In fact, it astounded him that someone as shy as you even sailed with the Whitebeard Pirates. The most infamous pirate currently alive, someone everyone kept an eye on, and you stayed with them. Getting up, he walked over to you, pushing some hair out of your face and placing a gentle kiss to your forehead, your cheeks turning a light shade of pink. 
     “Sorry, Little Bird, you looked too cute-yoi.” he said softly, large hand cupping your cheek as he sat on the edge of the desk you were working at. Smiling up at him, you leaned into his touch, he was always so sweet. Turning your head, you placed a soft kiss on his palm, the sweet gesture making him sigh happily. Leaning down, he put a hand under your chin, his lips meeting yours, lightly pushing you back into your chair so he could deepen the kiss. Pulling away, you couldn’t help but giggle.
     “What’s so funny, Little Bird?” he asked, as you smiled at him.
     “It’s just… every kiss feels like the first with you. I… I still get butterflies and my stomach still does flips.” you admittedly shyly. 
     “I agree, your lips still taste just as sweet-yoi.” he said with a nod before pulling you into another kiss. He’d never been so happy that he worked away from the crew, able to share kisses like this with you as often as he desired.
Thatch
     The man was a damned flirt, though perhaps that’s what attracted you to him in the first place, how he made you swoon, how charming and sweet he was… his culinary skills didn’t hurt either. Well… mostly, in any case. It was sweet how he’d make you all sorts of culinary confections, cooking your favorite just for you, or other delicious treats. But he was always presenting them in the biggest, most ostentatious, attention drawing ways. Ways that had you looking for somewhere to hide from the prying eyes. Sure, he usually tried to keep said ostentatiousness in private, but on more than one occasion, he’d drawn the attention of damn near the entire crew to you. Hiding in the kitchen, you glanced back at Thatch, making sure that nobody could peek in and see the two of you. 
     “Don’t worry, my sweet treat, nobody’s going to bother us.” he said, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind, nuzzling into the crook of your neck. 
     “I just… you have a tendency to draw everybody’s attention and you know I hate that.” you said, placing one of your hands over his as you relaxed in his hold.
     “I’ll make you a deal, you give me one thing and I’ll try to be better about that.” he offered, making you raise an eyebrow.
     “I suppose that depends on the ‘one thing’.” you said, as he continued holding you.
     “Just… close your eyes and trust me.” he whispered in your ear, making you sigh both from exasperation and your heart melting. Doing as he said, you felt him let you go for just a moment before his hands were on your waist again, picking you up and setting you on the counter as his lips met yours. You wouldn’t deny that you’d been waiting for this moment for a while, but there never seemed to be a good, quiet, moment for your first kiss. A moment where the crew wouldn’t bother you with wolf whistles and ‘good natured’ teasing. Your hands clung to the yellow scarf he was always wearing, keeping him pulled close to you as you remained lip locked until you needed to breathe. 
     “A-alright, that… I’ll allow you one more for free, but after that you have to keep your end of the deal.” you said shyly, staring down at your lap as you blushed. Thatch chuckled and pulled you into another kiss, more than happy to get another ‘freebie’. 
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Mending the Cracks
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Marco the Phoenix x Female Reader
NSFW!! Comfort sex with Marco! 
Lots of metaphors! Similes that type of stuff lol !!! Poetic Vaginal Sex! Mentions of oral sex(female receiving) Beginning has Angst!
Minors Do Not Enter!
Consensual Sex! Friends to Lovers! Marco calls you his mate! Angst in the beginning then Marco comes to the rescue!! 
Idk why or how I came up with another smut in this style but maybe that’s the head space I’m in lol I just need comfort and smut is how I do it 🤷‍♀️ 
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You took care of everyone.
 It was a trait that everyone fell in love with about you. They loved that you never said no. Always so willing to use all of your time for the sake of others. Summersaults we’re a part of your daily routine leaving you exhausted when you finally enter the comfort of your room. 
Your cup which you once considered half full was now leaking out of the bottom due to the cracks others of left behind. You needed more than super glue to put yourself back together. 
You were exhausted. Tired of tending to everyone’s needs in hopes that they’ll see you for more than a task keeper. You wanted to feel more than just being an errand lady, or a maid. 
You wanted to stop being seen as strong and dependable. You wanted people to see you were slowly shattering and to stop being so rough with you’re already fractured exterior 
You were antique china in a world that tossed out broken junk, so you kept working to hide the chips that were on your edges. 
He saw through every task you completed. Saw the smile of expectation waiting for someone to give you what you really wanted. No, it was never money you wanted in return for all your kindness and endless lists of errands you’d run. 
What you wanted was a thank you but more than words. You wanted someone to bring you a cup of tea when you were sick, wanted someone to stop at a store and think of you when they saw a pointless nick nack. You wanted a connection, wanted someone to treat you how you treated them. 
You wanted someone to speak your language.
You wanted praise not criticism. Wanted someone to pick you up when you’re so clearly out of energy. 
You wanted someone to see just how delicate your glass was and how you couldn’t contain it’s contents anymore. Water waiting to rupture at the seams, slowly stalking the chance to drown you. 
He would help you. He‘ll fix every crevice and chip that’s managed to overwhelm all of your fragile senses. 
With a knock disturbing the serenity of your sweet comfort zone that is your room, you pull the shell of yourself up. You had to get rid of whoever was at the door. You didn’t want to pull a poor bystander into your melancholy world. 
You could dissipate in your own misery without any company for once. Much to your dismay the pounding never stopped.
 Suddenly you heard the sweet sound of his voice like that of a beautiful song bird. It’s melody blowing into your world and driving out the darkness that surrounds you. Pulling you closer to its feather-like voice. 
Carrying you in his wings and engulfing you in a passionate fire you hoped never burnt out. Flying you to a safe place only he could take you. A healing flame that mended every hairline fracture your lack of resistance had caused. Soreness from the weight of the world dissolved leaving only pleasure in its absence. 
“I’ve got you.” 
Words that soar into your psyche like wings of passion. Leaving you no other choice than to be whisked away in the comfort of it all. 
“You’re safe.” 
Grounding words kept you afloat while your clothes drifted away instead. Hands dancing over each other for reassurance, pulling, kneading, pressing into every inch of your exhausted skin. You basked in the carefulness of his heated touch, not as hot as the core which he chose to dive into. 
Your body singing for him as he played your body like an instrument he’s known his whole life. His eyes shining up into yours as he licked away your stresses. His blond locks looked like a golden treasure as it laid between your spread open figure. 
When his touch became too much for your overwhelmed core your body shattered once and for all. A cry of his name pulled him out of his feast and he knew the finale was near. You needed him close, closer than he’s ever been. 
Your dear friend, your protector. Your wings when you’re falling. 
“My phoenix.” 
Your voice whispers as he enters into your wet caverns with interlaced fingers. The stretch of him makes you feel alive. The sting of his hardness brings something other than numbness to the forefront of your mind. It saturates your senses in ecstasy making your body arch towards him. 
“Mate.” 
He calls back to you with foreheads pressed together making your heart swell. The weight of his body bending you in half but for once you didn’t mind breaking. If he was the one to shatter your very existence then you’d let him. Knowing that in the same instant he would rebuild you again. 
Sounds of your shared love filled the space around you. Air hot and skin sticky as he tended to every part of you. Your skin tingling at every caress and kiss of his lips. Your body is so unaccustomed to such a love before but welcoming it nonetheless. 
“Mate.” He calls again.
The growls of his passion seeped into your entire mind and body, the heat in your core growing until it became too much for you. Quivering around the massive length that brought you to such a euphoric state. Your voice screamed out to the man above you as your walls clenched, gushing out your love for him. 
Your wetness sent shivers down his spine as he only rocked into you harder with a gaze of adoration. His hips angled perfectly to constantly tap at the button of pleasure within you. Cream coating every slide and dip of him inside you until tears sprinkled from your irises. 
You didn’t want this to end. You didn’t want to feel anything else but this for as long as possible. 
You didn’t care how much time would pass as long as it was spent with him between your aching legs. You wanted to wrap around him like a never ending vine. 
Wanted his wings to encase you and shield you from the duties of the world around you. 
He sensed the panic in your eyes. Fear that this moment was going to be over but it was just the beginning. He would go as long as you needed him to. Your time for strength was over and he’d carry the weight of your delicate world for as long as you needed. 
So with a voice of promise he called sweetly to you, “My mate. I’ve got you, yoi.” 
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Marco: How's Luffy?
Ace: Well, last week, he was supposed to buy gas, but instead, he bought novelty cookie cutters. Now, everything we eat is shaped like a goddamn dinosaur.
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