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alexa-fika · 4 months

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Kitchen Menace (Thatch x gn!child!reader x Marco)

A/N: If you guys wish to see a specific scenario to read then do send an ask to let me know, or you know… you can just stop and say hi 😉

Dividers by @saradika

Marco sat at his desk as he meticulously went through the crew’s current analysis and checkups and made annotations on results he observed that struck him as peculiar and should follow up with his brothers. His concentration was broken as his door was suddenly slammed open. He quickly swirled his chair around to scold the intruder when he, the youngest crew member, ran in.

“Brother Marco! Help me, Brother Thatch is trying to get me!” The young child screamed, darting towards the doctor

Marco shakes his head and sighs, a chuckle escaping him.

“What did you do this time?-yoi?”

“W-Why do you assume I did something! Someone could have done something to me!”

“Well, you have a tendency to cause trouble.” He casually responded, his attention now back on his papers

“Not true!” they huff a notable pout on their face.

Marco turns his sight from the papers at hand to Reader and frowns amusedly.

“And what about those broken plates I saw?”

“We went through pretty bad weather yesterday, big waves,” they reply with a nervous smile.

Marco stared at them for a few seconds before slowly returning to his papers.

“I don’t know which one is funnier, you trying to gaslight me or you lying to me,” He said in a calm tone of voice.

“Im not!”

“Sure, how about you tell me what happened, and I’ll consider helping you-yoi,” He said as he put his papers down and rested his head on his crossed arms.

“Now, what did you do this time that you are hiding-you?”

“Im innocent!”

“You’re on your own then if you din’ do anything, I’m sure you won’t need my help-yoi.”

“Okay! Okay! I may have sneaked into his kitchen.”

“Did you steal anything?” He said as he leaned to the side to rest his chin on one of his hands. His eyes were glaring at them, just waiting for them to answer.

“Sure did, got their hands on the pastries I was doing!” A voice says behind her

Reader squeals as they try to run away but are stopped as Thatch quickly picks them up.

“Where do you think you’re going, you little rascal? It’s time for some. payback,” he exclaims with a sly grin as he tickles them.

“No!”

Hahaha! You’re mine now!

“Brother Marco, help me!” they scream between their joyous screams and laughs that echo around the clinic.

Marco looks at them with a slight grin.

“What exactly do you want me to do, hm?”

“Save me!”

He chuckles and shakes his head.

“You’re on your own.” He leans back in his chair and sips his coffee.

“Enjoy Your forthcoming”

“Haha! No one can save you now! I’mma tickle you till you pop!”

“Im going to tell Grandpa on you!” they scream, trying to wriggle away from him.

“You sure do run that mouth a lot,” he says, stopping his attack and narrowing his eyes.

“And I used it to eat all the yummy pastries, brother Thatch!” they tease.

“Oh, you wanna say that again? You wanna say that again?”

“They were so good, and brother won’t be able to taste them ’cause they’re all gone!”

“I have an idea of how to deal with you.”

They let out a small shriek as he suddenly throws them in the air, and they begin hysterically laughing as he continues to repeat the action.

“You are such a little menace.”

“But you love me!” they say, giving him a toothy grin.

I do love you, but you’re still a menace.

“Well, Brother Thatch and the others raised me, so…I had to learn it from somebody.”

Marco rolls his eyes.

“They’re not wrong,” he mutters under his breath as he sips his coffee.

They laugh as they hear Marco’s comment, hugging Thatch’s neck tight.

“Am sorry for eating the pastries; I was just hungry.”

“Awww. Apology accepted. How about you help me make some more? You can even be my taster.”

First reader oneshot! Hopefully, there's more to come. I'm willing to try my hands at not only child! reading but romantic scenarios too, so let me hear your suggestions!

#marco the phoenix x reader #marco x reader #thatch x reader #whitebeard pirates #whitebeard one piece #marco x child!reader #Thatch x Child!Reader #one piece #one piece x reader #whitebeard pirates x reader #whitebeard x gn!reader #marco x gn reader #gn reader #one piece x gn reader #one piece x gender neutral reader

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cyborg-franky · 8 months

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Okay, is it weird to want to be held by Marco’s claws in his hybrid form? Just imagine him pinning you to the wall or deck of the Moby Dick with his foot/claw…

I went a little insane about this because I also love love loooove his talons and claws. Top Ten things that make me go feral about Marco...

Marco x GN Reader SFW WC 700

Of all the people you could have been paired with on the ship for a sparring match, it just had to be Marco, didn’t it? The tall handsome doctor with the wicked wit and welcoming personality. The very man you had an all-consuming crush on. You tried to tell yourself this was just a coincidence, the only person suited to sparring with you, one of the few members of the crew who weren’t three times your size or likely to burst into hot flames.

But the twinkle in his deep blue eyes and the coyness of his smile makes you think there might have been something, someone, to blame for these unfortunate events. You stood up when he sauntered over to where you were sitting.

“Alright, ready for our sparring date?” He asked and you wished he hadn’t used the word date, Your palms already felt sweaty from nerves and the clear flirting from the good doctor was going to do little to stop your heart racing.

You nodded, trying to concentrate, bring yourself back into the correct mindset, trying to ignore how good he looked in his workout clothes, how the shorts rode dangerously low, showing off those defined hipbones of his. If eye contact had been difficult before, well.

He cleared his throat as he got into a fighting stance, you blinked slowly and pulled your attention to his face, seeing the lazy smirk turn into a full grin of triumph, he’d seen just how preoccupied with his waist you’d been mere seconds ago. “Yeah,” you swallowed and nodded, “I’m ready,”

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Marco dodged another one of your attacks, ducking down as another swung at him. He wasn’t breaking a sweat, he was simply a bird of prey toying with its meal before he’d swoop in with a finishing blow. He could sense that you knew he was going easy on you, and that’s fine. You both knew you were outmatched, Marco just using you as some light entertainment while you tried to get the most out of a sparring session.

He decided to let you get a hit in, sweeping his leg out from under him. The way you had grinned, cocky as he started to fall backward. How you rested your hands on your hips about to spout out something, he was sure, he knew you couldn’t resist some wisecrack at having landed a hit on him.

Blue erupted all around him, lighting up the area with its gorgeous glow and mesmerizing hues as the colours danced and spilled across the deck. Your eyes widened when huge wings fanned out from the tantalizing display. You didn’t even notice the flexing talons.

Not until you were knocked flat on your back, the world-changing perspective in the time it took you to make a surprised gasp as you landed on the deck. Staring up into the darkening sky, trying to sit up until you felt a large talon press down on your chest. Your hands instinctively reached up to grab Marco’s foot.

The way the claws tickled when he flexed sent tingles down your spine, the rough texture and the feel of just how much power coursed under the scaly skin was also making you have thoughts. Your heart was racing double time as you gawked up at him, following the line of his strong leg.

Marco was smirking at you, a glimmer of something feral behind those perfect, beautiful eyes of his. You tried to sit up, the talon gripped tighter and you let out a moan. Oh, you wished it had been one of pain...

He tilted his head, the smirk never slipping, not once, just a simple curious raise of his eyebrows before his tongue darted out to lick across his lips. A low rumbling chuckle escapes as he leans down to admire his trapped prey.

“Well, well, well… that was interesting yoi. Something the matter baby bird?” Marco asked in a sultry tone as fixed you with a look.

Oh, you were in for it now…

And you couldnma’t wait…

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library-of-ohara · 2 years

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Hello!! Could I request some headcanons or whatever you want, where the reader is talking to one of the crew members or a friend about her crush and has a corny code name for him like ‘cutie pie’ and said cutie pie overhears and tries to figure out who the readers crush is and can’t figure it out so the reader keeps giving him clues but he doesn’t get it until it’s super obvious. Hope that makes sense. And thank you!!!

Request by @cyborg-franky [Made for a GN reader]

Ace

Ace first hears you talking about your crush when he’s rounding the corner, and see’s you talking to Marco who looks amused at the conversation topic.

“Just my little, Matchstick.” You sigh dreamily, having had a crush on Ace for what seemed like months.

He squinted as he stuffed his mouth at the dinner table when you talked to Izou this time about ‘Matchstick’ and what he’d apparently done that was so ‘wonderful’ and it was pissing him off.

Ace had no idea it was your nickname for him, everyone else knew and just watched as Ace stumbled around in jealous obliviousness.

Seemed you had to step up your game, whenever you knew he was in earshot you would test nicknames, more pointed than the last.

It wasn’t until ‘Flaming freckles’ did it click with him.

Others had been this close to grabbing Ace and shaking him, screaming in his face that you had a crush on him.

You both ended up skirting around one another for about a week before Pops burst the bubble and was basically like ‘now kish’

Marco

At first you try a subtle name because you aren’t sure you want Marco to know about your all-consuming crush just yet and Marco is very astute.

You swear with each smirk on his lips and raise eyebrow whenever he is near you that he just knows.

You wanna play it cool at first. Only talking about him vaguely. Calling him ‘Pina Colada’ when mentioning him in conversation.

He hears you and Jozu walking past his office window, hearing you gush about how ‘cute’ this Pina Colada was and for a good week he has no idea.

This gives you time to decide you want the good doctor to know you want to give his face kisses and hold his hand.

You and Ace are sitting outside his window one day and Ace hands you a slice of pineapple from his stack of fruit he’d acquired from the kitchen.

“I love pineapple, reminds me of my cute bluebird.” You hum happily and Ace just grimaces “Oh gross, shut up.” He huffed, nudging you.

“Oh, is that so?” you both look up at the window, seeing Marco peering down over the edge, amusement on his face, half-lidded eyes focused on you. “Maybe the ‘bluebird’ like you too, yoi.”

“Oh, gross.” Ace repeats and stuffs an apple in his mouth wishing he wasn’t there.

Thatch

Every time you mention him in passing with others it’s always some bread-related pun or name which makes everyone side-eye you. You used all the puns you can, mentioned his ‘bread rolls’ and get Marco to snort coffee up and out his nose.

Thatch has no idea but can’t help feeling jealous at all the attention this person is getting from you.

It’s a little annoying and he feels his eyebrow twitch when you mention ‘My lovely baguette man’ and he’s very close to shaking Marco and Ace down for information, or rather lay at their feet and whine till either one of them gives in.

You thought he would have gotten it by now with how obvious and frankly obnoxious you are about the whole thing.

Marco and Ace just want the dance to be over.

One day you step into the kitchen with Ace, talking about this and that before you decide to make a very clear point “I really like his smile, his wonderful warm smile that’s as soft as the bread he’s baking.”

Ace drops his plate on the floor, a face that looks aghast at your bombshell subtly as Thatch whirls around, the biggest grin on his face.

“An’ I like yours darlin’!”

“Oh, thank fuuuck.” Ace groans as he collects the food off the floor.

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kaizoku-gary · 2 years

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Guardian phoenix

Pairing: Marco x g/n reader

Genre: hurt/comfort

Word count: 712

Warnings/Tags: mentions of sickness, sick reader, food poisoning.

Summary: the reader ate some bad food, causing them pain. Luckily the best doctor in the world, also happens to be their boyfriend.

A/N: I wrote this while lying in bed and waiting for my stomachache to go away.

Read it on AO3

A sharp pain in your stomach wakes you up in the middle of the night. You curl on your side hoping for it to go, as you breath sharply.

"What's the matter, baby?" Marco mumbles half asleep. "Did you have a nightmare?" He adds, rolling on his side to place an arm around you.

You open your mouth to answer when another wave of pain hits you, making you groan instead. Tears begin to pool in the corner of your eyes.

Marco snapps his eyes open as soon as he hears you moaning in pain. Carefully not to disturb you, he climbs down from the bed to check on you. Turning on the night lamp to search for the medical instruments he stores in the bedside table.

You open your eyes to look at him briefly. The dim light accentuates Marco's concerned frown.

"Y/N, tell me what's wrong," he turns to you, softly stroking your cheek as he checks your temperature. The thermometer shows no signs of fever and he sighs relieved.

"M-my stomach..." You manage to say through gritted teeth, while clutching your belly.

"Let me check, baby," he says in an soft apologetic tone. The thought of causing your more pain, breaks his heart, but he needs to be sure your situation is not worse than it seems.

You hold your breath as you roll on your back, pulling your t-shirt up to expose your abdomen. Jolts of pain spread across your body and you exhale sharply.

"I'm sorry, love," Marco says as his warm hands gently palpate your stomach. Using his flames to make the pain bearable for a while.

"I know. I know," He says you when you wince at his touch.

Your fists grab tightly at the sheets as if you were trying to channel your agony through them. A few seconds feel like an eternity, and your pleading eyes stare at Marco like waiting for him to snap his fingers and instantly make you feel better.

"Well... There's nothing we should worry about, Y/N," Marco reassures you, leaning down to place a tender kiss on your stomach. "You must have eaten something bad, and that's causing all the trouble. I'll be right back," he says before leaving the room in a rush.

Without Marco by your side, the pain hits you harder, forcing you to return to a feltal position. A few moments later, the nausea becomes unbearable and you rush to the bathroom with your hands pressed against your mouth. You barely make it to the toilet.

Moments after, cold sweat runs down your spine. Your whole body shakes and the sour taste in your mouth is making you sick again. Something revolves around inside your gut, and for a second time you can't help but let it all go.

"Baby? Is everything alright?" Marco says with a concerned tone, knocking firmly at the door.

"Y-yeah," you answer before rinsing your mouth with some water. "Come in, please. I don't think... I'm able to walk," you say and Marco rushes inside, ready to assist you.

"Come here," he says, effortlessly lifting you in his arms to carry you back to the bedroom.

He places you on the bed, making sure you're sitting comfortably. And covers you with a blanket.

"There you go. This will help to calm your stomach," Marco says offering you a cup of some kind of herbal concoction.

The warm beverage has a strong bitter taste and you have to fight the urge to spit it out. A couple more sips after, you get used to the taste. Once you're done, Marco takes the empty cup from your hands and place it on the bedside table.

Not even five minutes later, your stomachache is barely noticeable, and you suddenly feel extremely tired.

"Are you feeling better, love?" Marco asks giving you a soft smile. You nod and he climbs into bed next to you.

You lie on your side and close your eyes as Marco leisurely strokes your belly. His warm chest pressing against your back makes you feel safe and you slowly drift to sleep.

"Thank you," you whisper and Marco kisses the back of your head.

"Sleep well, love." He replies, closing his eyes and holding you tighter.

#marco x reader #marco x gn reader #marco the phoenix #marco the pineapple #marco one piece #one piece #one piece fanfiction #one piece writing

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dxvilmanlev · 2 years

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Fluff list two for Marco please and thank you? <3

B-I-R-D

a/n: Of course <3 I love that you spelled bird lol

B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)

Legs, he just finds legs to be beautiful, small legs, long legs, hairy legs, chubby legs, skinny legs, just enjoys them, rubbing them when you lay them across his lap, the way they feel when wrapped around his waist when he picks you up (or you know but this is a fluff alphabet)

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

Depends on the injury, if it’s something he can heal then he’ll do just that while telling you to be more careful, if it’s something big and he has to do some heavy surgery for it, he’ll be more worried but still keeping his calm

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

I don’t have a song but i have a genre and it’s classic rock, he just gives me that vibe

D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)

A date where you two get to soend time together and relax, maybe take you flying as the sun sets <3

#one piece #one piece x reader #one piece x gn reader #marco one piece #marco the phoenix #marco the phoenix x gn reader #marco x gn reader #marco the phoenix x reader #marco x reader #lev’s writings🤍

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usopp-writes · 2 years

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Gasp. Well done on 150 xx I probably missed the line but Marco for your fic giveaway? Marco and a reader thats his assistant and they fall in love? Thank you <3

Franky. Thank you so much. You didn't miss the line, in fact, you managed to snap the last open spot for this. I love writing Marco, he's so fun to write and he's also one of my many husbandos, so ofc I would always want to write him. I love this trope, but it's my first time really writing this. Thansk for giving me the opportunity to do so.

Enjoy <3

Marco x GN reader SFW Word count: 1,501

You’d some knowledge of medical herbs and plants when you joined the Whitebeard pirates, which led you to be part of the first division – the medical division. You weren’t sure what to expect – it was your real first encounter with pirates – but it was definitely not this. The division was large; all with just the tiny little medical knowledge had been divided into this division, except from a few. Well, actually this crew was large, even bigger than the small town you came from. You’d felt like life was boring, your heart yearning to see the world and gain more knowledge and then you suddenly found yourself on the Moby Dick; where you not only got a new family, but also the chance to live out your dream. It made your heart race in excitement.

Waiting for the first division commander, you looked around in the infirmary. It was clean and neat, just as you had thought it was and very organized. At least the medicine and tools were perfectly lined up, ready to grab. You could tell what most of the tools and medicine were for and you were pleased to see that whoever ran this infirmary were making sure to be restocked and ready to handle any situation within a heartbeat. You liked this a lot, even though you weren’t a doctor or nurse. However, it gave you a sense of security and safety to know that the infirmary was well prepared for the unknown and the sorts of wounds that would occur on a daily basis.

“So you’re my new assistant, yoi.”

You turned around with a smile and almost dropped it. Was this your commander? He was good looking, but in an odd way. You were sure no one else could rock the hair style or his outfit, though it somehow worked for him. He looked tired, though there was a smile dancing at the corner of his lips and you did see some spark in his eyes. Maybe he just looked so drowsy all the time?

“I guess so.” You tried to act cool and unbothered by the fact that he too had checked you out. It was just normal to take in the appearance of someone you just met, right? At least that was what you always did and none had really told you to stop doing so.

“Well, let’s see how much you know. Ready for a quiz, yoi?” Marco strolled over to the desk and took out some papers. You were slightly surprised about this, but nodded and followed him, sitting across the table. Up close he was even more handsome, the spark in his eyes shining more and you could tell they were blue – like the ocean. You had heard that his epithet was the phoenix and you wondered if it was due to a Devil’s Fruit.

A smirk formed on his lips, as he placed a pen and some papers in front of you. “I just want to know how much you know. This is the easiest way, yoi.” With that he sat back, waiting for you to finish the quiz or rather test. You didn’t mind, he was right. If he knew what you knew, he could better decide how to put your skills at use.

The silence was only disturbed by your scribbling on the paper, some questions too complicated, others to easy. You didn’t see how Marco watched you, reading your answers when he could and letting out a small hum now and then.

“Done.” You said after some time, handing him the papers. He didn’t look at them at first, just looking at you for a few seconds.

“Did you find it easy, yoi?”

You shrugged. “Some of the questions, yes, but others were easy enough. Most of them, however, were mediocre.”

He nodded. “Looked so. You also finished rather quickly. Well, welcome in the first division. I’m Marco and you’ll be my personal assistant from this day on. Try your best to follow me, but never risk your own health in doing so, yoi.”

You blinked at last sentence, but guessed you would soon enough see what he meant. Smiling, you formally introduced yourself, telling him you looked forward to this next adventure in your life. The warm and bright smile he gave you made your whole decision to join the crew worth it. You felt welcome.

-x-

It didn’t take you long to get into a routine with Marco. While you didn’t follow his sleep schedule – seriously when did he sleep? – you found a good rhythm together. He was not as strict or stoic as you first thought, he was actually laid-back and a teaser. The way he playfully teased his family – including you – and how he would just point a the first aid kit and tell anyone with a minor cut or wound to take care of themselves, made you laugh. He did take his job seriously when needed, but minor wounds he couldn’t be bothered with and neither could you. It happened way too often, so you quickly expected people to handle it themselves, as you had more important or interesting things to do.

You quickly grew fond of Marco and slowly the two of you got close, you told him who taught you about medical herbs and plants, while he told you stories about the crew and himself, though never anything about his time before joining the crew and you wondered if he could even remember. From others, you’d heard he’d been here since a child, though no one told you at what age he came onto the Moby Dick and frankly, you didn’t care. It didn’t matter; you liked Marco as he was. Kind, helpful and protective.

It happened so slowly that when you realized it, it came as lightning from a clear sky. You were working with Marco – as always – the evening was slightly turning to night. As always, you gazed from the clock and to him, enjoying how the dim light caressed his feature. It made your heart race a little faster and you felt as if you could drown in the beauty that was Marco. When the thought occurred, you froze for a moment. Suddenly you realized just how beautiful he was; realized that you noticed he always tilted his head a little, when musing over something and the way he always smiled at you, whenever you had said something funny or smart. It was then you realized that you was not just fond of Marco, you were in love with him.

“Is something wrong, yoi?” Marco looked at you, slight worries lying in his eyes.

You mentally shook your head, looking down, as to try and hide the blush that was creeping onto your cheeks. “It’s nothing. I was just lost in my thoughts.” You muttered, overwhelmed with the fact that you were in love with your commander, who also were your mentor and friend.

He hummed thoughtfully, you knew that hum too well. He didn’t quite believe you, but wouldn’t pursue the matter further right now. It would give you some time to come up with a plan to hide those feelings from him and hopefully they would pass. You didn’t think he would feel the same about you or that it would even work out. Not because he was a commander, it was only a title; he wasn’t more worth than you in the eyes of your captain and himself. Marco had told you over and over again that you were just as much worth as he was. He was just helping out your captain, as being in charge of 1,600 people was not easy.

“Would you join me for dinner tomorrow, yoi?”

You jolted your head up, surprised by the sudden question. “Dinner?”

He smirked, rose and sat at the edge of your desk. “Yes. Thought I should do something about it and according to Thatch, dinner is perfect for a first date, yoi.”

Blinking confused, you stared at him. Dinner? Date? Was he seriously asking you out on a date? Why? And why this way?

“Guess I was wrong, yoi.” Marco sounded a little hurt and disappointed. It snapped you out of your thoughts and you grabbed his hand before he moved away from you.

“I would love to. Having dinner with you, I mean.”

He smiled brightly at you; the warmth it gave made you feel so loved. Placing two fingers under your chin, he leaned down, though your lips didn’t meet.

“I am looking forward to our date, blossom. Just you and I, yoi.”

“So do I.” You liked the pet name he picked for you. It fit you very well, as you’d bloomed a lot over the months being here and it also fit you, due to your interest in herbs and plants. You couldn’t believe that he’d picked a pet name for you or that he was having feelings for you too. Today was your lucky day it seemed.

#marco x gn reader #self insert x canon #one piece x reader #one piece #sfw #marco x yn #gender neutral reader

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princeoftheeternalbog · 6 months

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OP characters reacting to you kissing them and running away (here's part 2) established relationship ish. Feel free to ask for other characters.

ALSO I've definitely seen another creator who did this idea with op characters but I can't remember who so if someone could tell me I would really love to credit them :(. I tried to make mine different but still it's the principal of it.

Slightly suggestive in some parts so mdni.

Luffy

Thinks its a new game like tag but with kisses and it ends up actually becoming one. You'll both wait for the other to become distracted and then you'll strike, planting a kiss and sprinting off around the ship or the island you're docked at. It's not hard to chase after each other because the trails of laughter are so easy to follow and it always ends up with one of you on the floor from a tackle or something similar.

Zoro

Gobsmacked. Genuinely his jaw drops especially if there's other people there and you get away so easily only because of how long it takes his brain to boot back online. Oh but he doesn't let it go. He waits until you're in a similar situation, either talking to someone or doing work and he sneaks up to pull you into a deep, intense kiss that leaves your knees weak. Like he fully puts the moves on you, hand on your lower back, other hand cradling your jaw, hes literally licking into your mouth and then he just disappears for the rest of the day. Asshole.

Sanji

You are not running away from this man. Not in a scary way but he can't do just one short kiss, as soon as you're leaning in his hands settle firm on your hips and that grip is not something you can wiggle out of. You can try to run away but he just laughs at you and pulls you closer to him, ofc he would let go if you actually wanted him to but he knows what you're trying to pull. Says something like "Oh? Trying to run darlin? How sweet." swoon- Just don't even bother, he will always try to win if your affection is involved.

Nami

Honestly thinks nothing of it. A lot of your affection is sweet but quick because yk pirate life. But if you look disappointed from her lack of reaction then she catches on quickly and starts playing along. So sweet even though she can be scary. Oh but don't try to run if she's initiating, like Sanji you aren't going to get out of her grip. If she wants to shower you with affection, she is going to thank you very much. If you do manage to slip away she's surprisingly quick and surprisingly stealthy. Like you'll think you got away and you walk into a room and she drops down from the ceiling like fucking batman.

(maybe not that dramatic but shes good)

Robin

She lets you run away but only because she knows she could summon a mouth to kiss you at any time and in any place so she's content knowing she always wins. Also thinks it's really cute when you try to rile her up like this, she just finds it so endearing and usually ends up playing into it anyways- "My, my, aren't you getting so bold my love". Sometimes will purposefully trip you up while you're doing these antics so you can't get away or so you're plan is ruined, absolutely pretends she has no idea what you're talking about.

Usopp

Highly likely he was doing something when it happened. Highly likely he dropped something onto his foot as a result. Yowls like an injured cat and then when his brain catches up it's like steam comes out of his ears. Stands there with his mouth open and pointing at you like you betrayed his entire family. Very funny and very cute. Also a possibility of him smacking you out of fearful instinct in which case he'd probably cry his eyes out and beg for forgiveness. Nami makes it worse by punching him in the face for hitting you. A mess all around if you get him at the wrong time so just be careful.

Ace

Immediately sprinting after you, it's actually a bit scary. But like hey he's not letting you get away with just one measly little peck on the cheek. Absolutely nobody on the crew helps you unless it would be funny, i.e. someone tripping Ace up so he faceplants. If it's near the beginning of your relationship then you likely go back out of concern which he takes as a chance to catch you, but if it's later then you already know this man's antics and you know he wouldn't be injured just from tripping so you use it as an opportunity to get away💪. You still have to kiss it better later though when hes whining to you about how cruel you are for leaving him in the dust(he would do the same).

Izou

Don't bother. As soon as you turn he snatches you by the back of your collar and pulls you onto his lap, proceeds to resume his conversation like nothing is wrong but his arms are firm around your waist and his cheeks and ears are a particularly pretty shade of red. Once his conversation is over and the other person has left, he turns his attention to you with a very pointed look. He's not actually irritated but if he enjoys watching you squirm that's his business. "If you wanted a kiss you should've just asked my love" and then he's practically devouring your mouth. Doesn't care about the other people in the vicinity. Doesn't care that he's smudging his lipstick. Just wants to fluster you more than you flustered him.

Marco

Do you even want to run away from this man lets be real- anyways.

If he's doing work then he just laughs and lets you get away with it, tallys it in his head for later, but if he's free and hes in a good mood then he absolutely plays into it. Will chase after you. Will cheat by using his powers. Its a bit scary but also very attractive, somehow ends with him pinning you in some way (☺️), looks very smug when he wins. Like you'll end up flat on your back, legs trapped under his and his hands restraining yours and he's just grinning- "Oh what a surprise. You were so easy to catch-yoi" Yeah yeah shut up. Absolutely asks what his reward is just to see your shocked face (absolutely asks again later when you two are alone).

Sabo

VILLAIN!!!!!! Sorry only way i can describe how devious and obsessed this man would be. Like Izou he tries to snatch you immediately but you planned for this so you manage to spring out of his grip in time. You falter a bit at his reaction then because he just blinks at you for a while. You start to feel a bit nervous and when he finally grins at you, you definitely feel nervous. "Playing like that are we honey? How about I give you a headstart then?" Evil. You know he's going to catch you. He knows he's going to catch you. He's just giving you false hope but yk hope is hope so you take the chance.

You don't get far. It's not even fair how quickly he catches up to you and gets you underneath him, it takes him barely any effort, not even a strand of hair is out of place. Spends the next 10 minutes kissing you on the floor of the hallway until Koala comes back and promptly drags him back into his office.

#one piece x reader #marco the phoenix x reader #portagas d. ace x reader #x reader #luffy x reader #zoro x reader #sanji x reader #nami x reader #nico robin x reader #ussop x reader #izou x reader #sabo x reader #op headcanons #one piece x gn reader #gn reader #usopp x reader #one piece fics #monster trio x reader

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gatitties · 1 year

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for the white beards i talked about could it be the X collector reader please ?

─Whitebeard Pirates x reader

─Summary: you like shiny things and you may have a bit of diogenes syndrome, you just like to collect things!

─Warnings: none

(Strawhats, Heart Pirates & Kid Pirates ver.)

there you go, more content for this big crew!! <3 Idk why but I have the little hc that Izo has a hobby of sewing

─ One day you just fell out of the sky straight into their ship.

─ You were just chasing a bird with a very shiny ring and when you caught it you were just on top of a blond guy because you jumped without looking that there was a huge cliff below you.

─ So then they simply adopted you as someone else in the family because they forced you to stay there while you had a broken leg, yeah, that fall didn't leave you completely unharmed.

─ You have a room especially for your collections of shiny things to which everyone is prohibited except Whitebeard.

─ The first time you jumped overboard because you saw something of interest to you, everyone got scared, Ace jumped to rescue you and you ended up pulling him out of the sea.

─ You distribute some of your jewelry to the entire crew because you can't keep so many things and you prefer not to throw them away, everyone loves receiving your little gifts.

─ Ace steals your food while distracted you by anything shiny, luckily Thatch beats him up so he doesn't or he'll serve you more food again.

─ Izo considers you the ship's tracker and constantly asks you for help to look for his lost needles, he also teaches you some things about sewing that he knows but you just get distracted fiddling with the thimbles.

─ Once you got lost following a trail of coins when you were going to buy with Marco, if you weren't an adult able to defend yourself he would have had a heart attack (he was still worried for the rest of the day).

─ The vast majority are grateful that you decide to clean their weapons, if only because in your mind more brightness means more strength, Vista won't let you do all the work yourself anyway.

─ You don't usually spend a lot of time away from the main ship because you don't have any small fleet to your name, but despite not being officially a commander, everyone respects you as such, or at least your precious items because you wouldn't hesitate to leave without an arm to some thief

─ Once they saw you cut off a guy's finger because he tried to take off a gold earring, it's the main reason why they prefer not to get into your stuff.

#op #one piece #request #one piece x reader #xreader #reader insert #reader is not specified so...#fem reader #male reader #gn reader #whitebeard pirates x reader #whitebeard pirates #collector!reader #marco #ace #izo #vista #whitebeard #whitebeard crew

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whispers-of-lilith · 3 months

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Courtship

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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vaadalt · 1 day

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Sleeping Quirk : Marco, Shanks, Kaido [GN]

Marco

Marco is the perfect sleeper, he doesn’t move often, he doesn't snore, no cold feet. Don’t steal the blanket.

When he starts to doze off, he tends to cling to his S/O. Putting his arm around hips, mostly, loving the feeling of S/O’s back against his chest. Then he just fell asleep.

For the rest of the night, he just turns himself on his side and doesn’t move.

Worst sleeper ever. WORST. Just move all the fcking night, hit S/O in the process. Pull S/O to keep close. BUT doesn’t snore.

Destroy the bed, obliged to completely redo it in the morning.

Personal heater. This guys is just fucking hot, pleasant in winter, unpleasant in summer.

He just lay on his back, cross his arm on his chest… Doesn’t change his position. Like he was in a coffin.

Snore like a trucker. Worst when he is totally drunk, he makes Onigashima tremble.

Dream a lot about fighting, he move in his sleep like he was swinging his club, let burst of conqueror haki escape… S/O became a professional to run away in this case. Flee to the Kitchen at 3AM to find Queen in underwear dipping cookies in milk.

#one piece x reader #one piece #fluff #s/o #marco the phoenix x reader #marco the phoenix #red haired shanks #akagami no shanks #shanks x reader #Kaido #Kaido x reader #gn s/o #s/o gn #gn reader

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cacti-are-like-flamingos · 9 months

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MY FAVORITE FLAMINGO-CACTI HOW HAVE YOU BEEN?! I MISSED YOU! I HOPE YOU'RE TAKING CARE OF YOURSELF WELL! IF NOT I'M BURSTING THROUGH THE SCREEN FOR YOU! Okay, can I ask for a headcannon on how Marco would fall in love with someone on the crew? Like would he be in love with how they act or how they fight? Like have you seen 15 year old Marco? THAT GUY WAS ADORABLE!

Marco the Phoenix x GN!Reader

It's actually been a while since I've read or seen anything related to One Piece so I had to go back and re-watch things involving Marco since I always want to give a rather realistic scenario of the character. I don't do OOC stuff (no, I am not dragging other authors who do that. I'll still read their works and am happy with it, I just prefer to make my OWN stuff realistic)

Anyways, let's move on forward

Marco is not one for a quick-burn nor a slow-burn of a love story but rather, an evenly paced-burn. It wouldn't take him years nor days. Months to properly fall in love yet years to confess, that seems about right.

And he's obviously not one to fall in love with the superficial, although it is an added bonus.

He doesn't just fall in love with the way you act, neither the way you fight

Marco falls in love with the way you interact with the world.

Your honeyed words when speaking to people, the way you tend to sit in the middle of a crowded plaza, happily people-watching in silence. The way you're a cynic through and through yet enjoy romanticizing what can be romanticized, sometimes you're harsh with your words, other times poetic.

It's plain to see when the world has won the battle against you. But never the war, that you are determined to win. And he adores that about you.

He adores how you seem to fight with style (if that's even possible), your eyes in a slightly caving under the wight of their mischief. Your lips pursed to taunt and tease whilst you gracefully dance across the battlefield.

Thats not to say, you haven't had your clumsy moment in the heat of battle. Usually, you'll catch yourself in time, making it look as though nothing happened but you're humiliation will be plain to see (at least in his eyes). Your brow has a tendency of twitching when embarrassed.

He loves watching your interactions with the crew and Pops --- Whitebeard had taken you in upon finding your sickly body aboard some small boat drifting lost at see. Turns out, you had a illness eerily similar to his, or so, the ship's doctor said. Pops had immediately felt some kind of kin-ship and had opted to take you in

You were in a coma for until sometime, upon awaking the doctors and nurses struggled to hold you back --- so stubborn even when at the frailest of states. You demanded to see the Captain of the ship. And you did. You stood before the entire crew (they had been in a meeting) and Whitebeard, your gaze sharp as you profusely thanked him as well as scolded him for wasting such precious resources on you. You even yelled at the man, who had gone to protest your words, that you will simply ignore his words because you were just that stubborn. (you literally said that too!)

"You're stuck with me now, so don't even bother entertaining the idea of dropping me off on some island!"

The scene was absolutely hilarious but it was his first introduction to the type of person you were, the first time his heart lightly fluttered with something more.

After that day, he'd see you helping around the ship. You took to the crew like a fish took to water --- there was just this charm about you that drew people in.

And the fact that you wouldn't allow your illness to hold you back from exploring emotions, relationships, the world --- hell, he once scolded you for singing at the top of your lungs when you fell ill with pneumonia.

You were just that kind of person.

The sort who loved to bring joy to other people's hearts, even if that meant experiencing a little pain on your part.

And in return for all these things you've been making him feel, he'll reward you with subtle touches. Marco is more of an acts of services and subtly physical affections. Hands on the small of your back as they guide through a crowded room, him both reserving a seat during meal-time while also having already grabbed you a plate of your favorite foods before they could run out, standing in front of you to block out the hot sun, reminding you to drink water after a hard day's work, neatening your strays after having had the wind blow your hairs.

To Marco, actions speak louder than words. (The other Division Commanders definitely noticed it but surprisingly kept their mouths shut, except for Pops)

Whenever Whitebeard caught you and Marco within his field of vision, instantly he'd make a comment about how he couldn't wait for the day you got married, hoping that it'd be on his ship and with a specific blonde in mind. But that's one of his more subtle hints. His more bold ones were a bit more crude --- whenever Marco spoke to you, Pops would cry out for you guys to get a room. Amongst others things.

Pops expects a grandchild soon and the baby better resemble a pineapple

To be honest, for all the jagged edges of your persona, you readily turned into a teddy bear when you deemed it necessary. And by jagged edges, Marco refers to your various attempts of shying away when people get a little too close to you.

He noticed how great displays of emotions seem to scare you away; however, he loved how you would subtly adapt to these types of situations. When someone cried in your presence, you'd lightly caress them before looking for someone who could more effectively comfort them. Or when Ace gets a little over excited, a word or two and he'll be running in the direction of a possible victim with your guidance.

You're like him --- mellowed out.

A quiet day sitting where the wind could catch you just right was all it took for you to consider it a good day. Just like him.

It seems like you realized this because not long after, he found you constantly seeking out his presence. It started with you approaching him for some medical supplies or treatments for minor wounds, which soon ended up with you hanging about his office, reading a book. Just overall content to be in his presence.

There also came a time where you felt as though you were pestering him with your preference for his presence. So you took it upon yourself to put a stop to it. Opting to avoid seeking him out so much. For a whole week everyone, who knew whim well, could plainly see his irritation.

For the first time, he found himself hating one particular aspect about you --- your non-confrontational nature.

You were good for confronting injustices, stupidity, amongst others. But emotions? Nah.

It took Thatch luring you into the kitchen with the promise of dessert for him to corner you into your worst nightmare. The confrontation of feelings.

Had the situation not been heavy with tension, he'd have laughed at the comically horrified look on your face as you ate your dessert.

You could seriously be cute at the worst of moments.

But shit, this was you we're talking about. Beautifully stubborn you.

It took him all night to pry your walls down, and even then he still hadn't gotten to the core of your. So he used his secret weapon.

He confessed.

You quite literally fell out of the chair.

After that, the two of you obviously ended up together. Well, at least, after you worked out some of your traumas. Either way, let's just say that when the two of you made it officially, groans and cheers from the crew could be heard around as bags of money were passed around. With Pop's earning most of the bags as he grinned smugly.

It took you guys a year and a half to finally get together.

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(A/N): You're too sweet and undeserving of my sudden abandonment, cries out of guilt. NGL I saw this in my inbox when you sent it out and it both brought me so much joy and so much guilt 😭

Hope you enjoyed!

#marco the phoenix x reader #gn reader #marco the phoenix #op x reader #one piece x reader #one piece #op #reader #reader insert #fanfiction #fanfic #romance #headcanon #one piece headcanon #marco the phoenix headcanon

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cyborg-franky · 1 year

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Can you do a yandere marco where he finds out the female he kidnapped nests for comfort and his male bird instincts kick in of gathering things for her nest and bringing her food and gifts to convince her that he’s the perfect mate for her please

I don't write female reader. I hope you still enjoy this though!

Marco x GN Reader SFW YANDERE THEMES

You missed your island, your home, your life.

You’d heard the Whitebeard Pirates were kind people, they protected places, your home included.

But you had no idea you’d have caught the eye of the commander of the first division, nor did you think you’d have ended up in this room, far away from everything and everyone you’d known and loved.

He’d said something about what if we stopped protecting your island? And you’d taken it very much the threat it had been intended and had gone with Marco without a second thought.

You hated your situation but you had a feeling you’d have been snatched by the zoan regardless of your answer and at least this way you wouldn’t feel the guilt of being the reason your home and friends would have been doomed.

The boat swayed in the storm brewing out on the sea, only a little, enough to lull you into feeling sleepy. The first time you’d truly let exhaustion overcome you and sleep fill you.

You grabbed up all the blankets you could find, making a comfy nest on the bed, just wanting to bundle up and be warm, seeking desperately the comfort the softness around could provide.

Grasping at anything to help you feel less terrified.

You were fluffing up pillows when the door opened and you glanced over your shoulder fearfully, seeing the tall blond and that growing lazy smile into a lop-sided smirk as his piercing blue eyes focused on what you were doing. He clicked his tongue and tilted his head to one side.

“Making a nest little bird?” He asked and stepped closer, shutting and locking the door behind him before he looked at the set up.

“Not a nest,” You mumbled and gripped the sheet, feeling instantly uneasy in the presence of the zoan. Who tutted before letting out a light-hearted chuckle, like he hadn’t forced you here against your will.

His birdbrain was running a mile a minute, this was his mate and he needed to provide for them.

He started to move around the room, going for a large chest in the corner and pulling out even more blankets, getting on the bed with you he started to arrange them.

You watched with wide eyes as he trilled under his breath, happy to be helping make a nest for him and his mate. You flinched when he turned to look at you again, eyes half-lided as he encroached on your personal space, pinning you against the headboard.

“This will be perfect yoi.” He hummed and leaned down, whispering into your ear about what a pretty little mate you were for him. You felt his hot breath on your ear and you felt a tremble overtake your body, feeling his hand under your chin.

Marco pulled away, tilting your chin up and looking down his nose at your terrified expression, the grin spreading across his face, a feral look on his face. “Mine.”

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library-of-ohara · 2 years

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Throwing one last one in, it’s pretty self indulgent. No no, not for me, for YOU. Yes, all you lovely writers!

I wanna hear how you think your favourite character(s) cuddle (or “sleep in the same bed as” if you can’t see them cuddling) their s/o! Scenario or headcanon, doesn’t matter, I wanna hear how you think they cuddle!

It can be anyone, I’m asking for YOUR faves! Take a moment to indulge lovelies 🥰

@thegrandlinesimp

Bless your soul, this is fun. I did something like this before for the boys but I am always happy to do it again <3 here

Request by @cyborg-franky

Sharing a bed with Ace was both a blessing and a curse, depending on how you felt and how the weather was. Ace was a heater, a clingy heater that would hold you tightly to his chest. His hands would always find a way to grab at you while he slept, sometimes you would wake up with drool on your shoulder, in your hair.

You could feel the sweat between you, it was summer outside and Ace’s extra body head was going to be a problem. You needed to get the seastone bracelet out again. You would always wake up with Ace poking you in the back, he was a young man and tended to get this way.

Not that you minded, much, just sometimes a shower was needed the next morning. You made him wear seastone when he was sick too. The way he would sneeze and set the bed on fire, you’d been in the bathroom the first time it had happened, thankfully you learned from that. That and his nightmares…

Ace was soft though, he held you close, and you’d fall asleep with him whispering sweet things in your ear, just mumbling against your skin. He often fell asleep before you did. Then would come the snoring.

Getting Marco to come to bed with you was often a battle, when you did however it was often pleasant. He was always, always the big spoon. No ifs or buts, if you wanted to swap, he would more than likely fight you. He didn’t snore much, only when he was very tired to the point of passing out on you.

Marco would feel awful about it, he would fix the problem straight away but even someone like him with his great ability to control his devil fruit, sometimes your limbs would be tangled with wings or his cold, scaley and very sharp talons.

He’s nicked you more than once with the sharp points. You’d hiss and yell in your sleep, waking up the zoan and he’d realise what he’d done, quickly healing you and saying he was sorry repeatedly. The healing was nice though.

Speaking of accidental devil fruit powers in the night. Sometimes the wings, the flames, bright, so bright. Would wake you, you’d have to shake Marco awake ‘your too bright, can you… not?’ and he’d chuckle, half asleep.

Marco also wasn’t too hot; he was pleasantly cool on the summer nights. He liked to nuzzle his face against your neck as he was falling asleep. If you wriggled too much, he would be the one to tell you to go sleep on the couch in his office.

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justruby23 · 9 months

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Save my soul.

Marco × GN reader

GN reader.

Mention of war.

Mention of death

Spoilers.

The reader is depressed.

Hurt/Comfort

Possibly PTSD.

Difference in age

For the last few weeks, all you've done is lie in your bed. You've been devastated, that's for sure. An unexplainable longing lodged somewhere deep in your soul. She curled up under the covers. The memories were unbearably painful, shuddering over and over again. The horrific war had taken the lives of your father and the Nakama you truly thought of as brothers. Every night you fell into nightmarish dreams and prayed to wake up. Tears flow down your cheeks again. You're alone. Tutch, Ace, your father, they're all dead. The gnawing feeling gripped your throat again. Each time, you were too weak and useless. You couldn't help anyone. The thought, nasty to the point of nausea and piercing through you. Marco gently runs the back of his hand over his cheek.

- Love...- the bed creaks and sags under his weight. - You're still not hungry?

He didn't blame you for that. Marco knew it was hard for you, as hard as it was for him. She came to Moby Dick as a child and lived on it most of her life. You ran to Esau and Tutch and Marco with all your problems. Then Ace came along. He became a brother in spirit to you and a partner in all the chaos that could be made. You were the one who encouraged Ace to get a full-body tattoo. The Whitebeard Pirates were your only family, but now most of them are gone.

The bed creaked again. You felt the ring of arms around your waist, which made you flinch and turn toward the man.

- Marco..." Your lips quivered. - Why?

For the first time he didn't have a single answer. Marco was used to answering your eternal "Why?" but now. There weren't many of those "Why?" now, but they were all painful. Why did this war happen? Why couldn't my father survive? Why was Ace executed? Why was he to blame for Roger's sins? Why did you stay alive? Marco didn't know. All he could do was hold you closer to his chest and stroke your head, gently shushing you. It was Marco who brought you to Sphinx Island, after countless attacks in Belous territory. Marco found a home for the two of you, became a doctor, and they began to live again. He saw how hard you worked to make things a little easier for him and knew that one day you would break. Marco prepared for that and wasn't surprised when you couldn't get out of bed.

- Do you want some food? There's rice, meat. I can make you some fresh tea. If you don't want some, that's okay. You don't have to eat. I don't want to force you.

- Marco.

- Hmm?

- Why are you hugging me?

- What are you talking about? Do I need a reason to hug you, angel?

- No. No. Marco! No! I'm disgusting. I smell disgusting. I look disgusting. Why are you hugging me? You're disgusted right now, but you're taking care of me.

- You're doing great.

He kisses you on the top of your head, mooing a tune that sounds familiar.

- We'll get through this, I promise you. I know it's painful and hard for you, but we can move on. You and me, like a real family. I mean, you said the first time we met that we'd get married. I remember that. You were ten, I was sixteen or seventeen. I thought it was kind of funny at the time. Do you remember?

He outlines the line of your hair and cheekbones with his fingers. The pale shadow of your smile eases his heart. Marco covers his eyes, letting himself fall asleep. He has something to live for now, too, even after such a devastating war.

#one piece #marco the phoenix #x reader #gn reader #comfort #hurt/comfort

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cozage · 8 months

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Coza! congrats on 2K followers. I like your smuts and i don't know what. idea I want.CouldI request for the Option 1? Reaction of Luffy + ace + Zoro + sabo + taking care of you when your sick.

I am actually very sick today so this one was nice to think about :)

Characters: gn reader x Luffy, Ace, Zoro, Sabo CW: I didn’t proofread this forgive me for errors Total word count: 860

In Sickness and Health

Luffy

He is worried sick about you. He spends the whole morning just trying to get you to laugh.

He tells jokes, makes funny faces, and plays pranks on Zoro. Anything he can think of to get you smiling and laughing.

Sometimes he succeeds in getting you to laugh, but it quickly turns into a coughing fit, so he eventually gives up on the laughing endeavor.

Instead, he climbs into bed with you and pulls you flush against his body. He holds you and whispers sweet nothings into your ears to lull you to sleep.

He wipes the sweat off your brow and rubs your face with a cool rag when you get hot. Even when you're asleep, he still does it.

When it’s time to eat, he doesn’t ask for your food. It’s probably one of the first times in his life that he hopes there are no leftovers. He knows you need the food to get strong.

And when you finally get out of bed, he bounces with joy, excited to resume his normal routine with you again.

Ace

Ace doesn’t know what to do when he wakes up and you’re the warm one in the bed. So he runs to get Marco.

“They're fine,” Marco says. “It’s just a fever. It will pass.”

“Can’t you just heal them?!” Ace whispered, looking at you nervously.

“With little things like this it does more harm than good. Let their body fight it. If it’s still bad in 24 hours, come back to me.”

Ace is so worried he doesn’t eat. He doesn’t leave your side. He had tried to cuddle up to you, but you had kicked him away.

Now he sits on the floor beside the bed, his hand outstretched and intertwined with yours as you sleep.

He only wakes you to drink water and to eat. Even though it’s the last thing you want, he makes you consume something to keep your energy up.

After a few hours, he still hasn’t moved from his spot, and you finally allow him to rejoin you in bed. The heat is still miserable, but at least he’s a comfy pillow.

The next night your fever finally breaks. And though you’re still miserable, at least he knows you’re going to be okay.

Zoro

Zoro was surprised that you weren’t out on the deck by mid morning. You hadn’t had a particularly late night, so it strikes him as strange.

As he opens the door to your room, you groan and roll away from the light.

He barks out a laugh. “That hungover? I didn’t even see you drink!”

“Migraine,” you moan, pressing your hands to your temple as you speak.

“Oh.” Zoro's voice instantly drops several octaves. “What can I do?”

“Just come lay here with me.” You stretch out an arm to him, beckoning him into bed.

He has no option but to join you, his strong arms immediately wrapping around you and flexing against you. You feel safe in his arms, and slip into unconsciousness immediately.

When you finally wake up, the sharp stabbing has left, but Zoro still has you firmly in his arms.

“Are you hungry? Do you-“

“Shower,” you cut him off with your own words. “I’d really like a shower.”

So he leads you to the bath house and he gingerly washes your hair and your body as you keep your eyes closed, trying to minimize the effects of your migraine.

When you finish in the shower, he silently takes you back to your room and the two of you lay around for the rest of the day, quietly talking or sleeping or just enjoying each other's company.

Sabo

“Soup?” He whispered, cracking the door open just a tad as he held a bowl.

“How’d you know?” You groaned, throwing a pillow over your head.

He laughed, deciding not to tell you how it was almost noon. He knew you weren’t always an early riser, but you were only in bed at this time if you were sick.

“I called out, so we can-“

“Sabo!” You cried. “You shouldn’t have called out!”

“But you’re sick.” He held out a book. “I got you a new book and everything.”

You hummed in delight, taking the book from him and setting it down on the nightstand.

“Do you want to be alone, or can I join you?”

You really didn’t want another body in the bed with you while you were feeling so gross. But you also didn’t want to be alone.

“Can you just stay in the room?” You asked.

“Let me grab some work, I’ll be right back.”

He worked quietly at his desk in your room, only taking breaks to fetch you water or food or anything else you would ask for.

And you fell asleep to the quiet scratching of his pen, sleeping well in the fact that he would never leave you alone when you needed him.

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twoidiotwriters1 · 6 months

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Actions they unintentionally do that turn on Ace... literally (Portgas D. Ace x GN!Reader)

Words: 1,188

Warnings: Cursing, suggesting smut. Hot, hot, hot Ace

A/N: If you have One Piece Requests... please send them! -Val

It’s been a while since they joined the Whitebeard’s crew. The good thing is that Y/N adapted very well with everyone on board, the downside was the extreme comfort they seemed to feel with certain member.

Ace knew immediately that they were innocent and naïve, Y/N’s face gave them away, and as time went on and he interacted with them, it only confirmed his theory.

There is nothing wrong with this; on the contrary, Ace finds them a breath of fresh air. They’re always excited for adventures, Y/N‘s a dreamer, a caring pure soul. The real problem is him.

He’s very proud that Y/n’s regained the confidence taken away, and he feels warm to know they feel safe by his side. But that doesn't stop his mind from thinking things... that he shouldn't be thinking, not about Y/N.

For example: when they sit on his lap.

Part of the crew is in a bar, drinking and laughing while they tell funny stories. At some point, Y/N arrives and finds the group. When they get closer, everybody greets them and offers them alcohol. As their drink arrives, Ace’s crewmate looks for a place to sit. Although Marco and Sachi offer their chairs, Y/N’s already have their preferred spot in sight. The pirate goes straight to Ace and sits on his lap with a hand around his shoulders for support.

It's not the first time they've done this, Ace has no problem with this, but he wasn't expecting it at that moment, let alone in front of the others.

Y/N rests their body against Ace's bare chest as they follow the conversation and swing their legs. All the while, Ace keeps his arms at his sides, itching to touch Y/N’s legs or grab them by the waist. He tries to keep his mind occupied with the conversation instead of the warm body on him. The very idea of getting hard seems terrible to Ace. All this happening under the curious gazes of the crew.

Sleeping with him:

At first, Ace heard about Y/N’s sleeping problems because of the constant nightmares, so he offered to sleep on the same bed to reassure them. Now his body tenses up when he hears the door to his room being opened, footsteps approaching and the movement of the mattress.

“Are you awake?” Y/N whispers. He wants to act asleep but... “I know you’re awake,” they giggle.

He turns to Y/N, ignoring the need to caress their cheek, to hug them and run his lips and tongue all over their body, to tell them things he shouldn't, to slowly remove each garment and—

“Ace!”

He blinks out of his daydream. “What?”

“Your fire!”

He frowns and the smoke reaches his nose, he turns and notices the flames peeking into his room. “Shit!”

Ace manages to put out the fire and returns to bed.

Y/N chuckles. “Are you okay?”

He doesn’t see look up. “Uh, yeah.”

“You sure?”

“Noup.”

“You wanna talk about it?” He shakes his head. “You wanna go back to sleep?”

“Yes, please.”

Y/N snuggles closer. “Good night, Ace”.

And his ultimate downfall: caressing or pulling his hair.

Is it a kink? He’s not sure, but it did affect him. The worst part? Y/N does it all the fucking time!

One morning, he’s dreaming that he’s fucking Y/N like he’s always wanted. It feels so real, the touches, their moans, the heat... That’s why he doesn't notice that he’s grinding against their ass in the real world.

Y/N wakes up thanks to the movements and the feeling of something hard against them. They open their eyes and try to figure out what’s going on.

“Ace?” despite the strong grip on their waist, Y/N manages to turn around. “Ace!” Y/N shakes him by the shoulders, but he keeps moaning. They try their best but it’s always difficult to wake him up.

Then, they move Ace's body face up and sit above him. “Ace, wake up!” Y/N shakes him harder.

“W-What?” He opens his eyes startled, and he slowly comes to his senses. Y/N is on top of him, his hard cock, his body dripping in sweat. “What!?” He hears his heart pound in his ears.

“Are you okay?” Y/N asks him with concern.

“I’m…” His eyes travel all over their body. “I—”

“Were you having a nightmare?”

‘Holy shit’, he thinks. His body screams for sex and they think that he is having a nightmare. He can’t take it anymore. He doesn't know what to do.

Ace sits abruptly and Y/N yelps, feeling his boner. They frown and think that maybe they’re wrong, but…

“Ace, what’s going on?”

“You’re so naïve,” he says without thinking.

“Sorry?”

“No!” He grabs them by their waist. “I mean… I—” he sighs.

“Just tell me,” Y/N whispers.

Ace looks into their eyes. “You’re innocent and naïve and… there’s nothing wrong with it! But I… I can’t take it anymore!”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re killing me!” He laughs nervously. “Just think about it— you’re on my lap and I’m sure you can feel my cock.” They blush at his vulgar words. “Shit, now you’re uncomfortable— I… I’m sorry, Y/N,” he sighs, dropping his head on Y/N's shoulder.

“W-Why do you say that?”

“You must think I’m a pervert for thinking like that about you,” he explains.

“What do you think about me?” Ace frowns and comes out of his hiding place. “I-I mean, like what things? What kind?”

At that moment, Ace realizes that Y/N’s body’s telling him something too. They’re tense, skin flush, eyes on his lips and their hands… are caressing the back of his neck, dangerously close to his hair.

“I want you,” he answers. “I want… all of you. I want to be beside you, near you… inside you,” Y/N squirms at the last word, and he grunts. “You have no idea how much I’m starving for you and how I can't control myself when you sit on my lap, when we’re in bed— fuck, when you play with my hair...” he feels lighter telling the truth.

“Like this?” Y/N asks caressing the hair at the back of his head.

He tenses again and his length twitches.

“Y-yeah,” he almost moans. “When you pull it...” they do it and he grabs them harder. “Wait,” he stops, going back to reality. “You want this.” It’s not a question.

They look down. “I’m sorry for doing those things… it wasn’t my, I-I’ve never...” he grabs their chin gently to make them look at him.

“It wasn't your actions that frustrated me, Y/N,” he caresses their cheek. “It was the fact that I couldn’t do anything about it. Touch you like I wanted and needed, not without your permission.”

“Y-you have it.”

He smirks. “Are you sure?” They nod. “Use your words, I need you to say it. That this is what you want,” he leans closer, his nose tracing Y/N’s jawline.

“I want you, Ace. I want all of you too,” Y/N moans quietly when he kisses their neck.

“You won’t regret it,” he promises.

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