#siren sanji
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All Y/N ever wanted to do was sing her songs and be free. Yet somehow, after offering to pay for the meal of a certain boy in a straw hat she finds herself causing havoc through the East Blue.
Masterlist - Next.
Trigger warning: canon violence. Word count: 8K
A/N: The only thing I will be describing about Y/N is her hair colour. Everything else you can imagine her as you wish.
Disclaimer: The songs I will be using in this fic aren't mine bc I have 0 creativity. I'm sorry.
Middle of the ocean, Nami's boat.
"Sooner or later, I'll wander into the unknown
Sooner or later, you'll face the world on your own
Who will you hang to when you're left all alone?
When the night grows cold, and the winds have blown--"
"....give me some quiet and some space?"
Nami's annoyed voice made Y/N look up from her booklet to Luffy chasing after his hat, it came right to where he was sitting at the nose of the boat. So, she simply stretched her arm to catch it just before it could fly away.
"Here," Y/N gave the thankful Luffy his hat back who took it with a small smile while mumbling his gratitude.
"Not cool," Luffy then turned to Nami, more serious than Y/N had ever seen him be. "Don’t mess with my hat."
"Why do you care so much about that hat anyway?" Y/N asks, glancing back down at her notes.
"Yeah, It looks like you fished it out of the trash," Nami added as she continued to try and unlock the safe.
Luffy smiles down his straw hat "One man’s trash is another man’s treasure."
"That still doesn't answer the question, stud."
Zoro groans inside the cabin, "Will you three knock it off? I’m trying to take a nap."
"Oh, I’m sorry," Nami said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "Were we interrupting your beauty sleep?"
"Don’t like what you see? Look away."
Y/N chuckles at the response, however, her laughter is interrupted by the sound of the lock clicking making her snap her head towards Nami who was opening the door of the safe.
"You did it," Luffy exclaimed.
"Holy shit," Y/N swiftly stands and makes her way to stand next to Nami. She smiles at the orange-haired girl, "You actually did it, Pumpik."
They all looked down at the inside of the safe and it's content. Y/N was a little disappointed there wasn't anything special in it, not treasures one assumes a safe would keep, instead, there were some confidential files and a wanted poster for a pirate named Kuro. And then there was the golden map tube, the only valuable thing.
Nami reaches over and takes it. She hastily takes the top off and pulls out the map causing Y/N to let out a breathy sigh.
"That’s it?" Zoro deadpanned unimpressed by the findings, "Isn’t there supposed to be gold inside a safe? Or jewels?"
Nami looks at the green-haired boy in disbelief, "This is more valuable than gold. It’s knowledge. This is a map to the Grand Line."
"The Grand Line. Ah," Luffy, with his usual smile, stares at the map in Nami's hands."The Grand Line is just right… Where is it exactly?"
Y/N looks at the boy with narrow confused eyes, "Seriously?"
"You’re going there, but you don’t know where it is?" Sharing Y/N's thoughts, Nami asks.
"Guess I need a navigator on my crew," Luffy stated grinning at Nami.
"Oh, god," Y/N mumbles, cursing herself for being so stupid to think Luffy could take her to The Grand Line. Maybe she can steal the map at some point or draw a copy and go herself.... thought going solo wasn't a great idea. Not when ghosts continue to hunt for her.
They follow Nami inside the small cabin.
"The seas are divided into four quadrants." Nami grabs some chalk and starts drawing down on the hanging table. "East Blue, North Blue, West, South. This thin strip of land that circles the globe is called the Red Line, and this band across the middle is the Grand Line."
"A treacherous stretch of ocean with bigger islands, bigger cities, bigger pirates. Flush with riches and ripe for the picking." Nami grins.
Y/N regards the drawing with a soft frown as she recalls her past "And way more dangerous..."
"That’s where we’re gonna find the One Piece!" Luffy exclaims.
"I’ve taken out a lot of pirates looking for that thing," Zoro says before asking. "What is it? Like, a big diamond or something?"
"It’s Gold Roger’s treasure," Luffy told him. ""He hid it somewhere in the Grand Line. All in one piece."
"It’s a myth. The reason no one’s found it in 22 years is that it doesn’t exist." Nami says with exasperation.
"Reckon he just said it to piss off the Marines," Y/N hums, "Admirable."
Luffy grins at the girls. "Can’t wait to see the look on your faces when we find it."
"If you find it you mea--"
The sound of an explosion cut Y/N off sending all four of them into alarm mode.
"Is that the Marines?" Zoro asks placing his hands on his katanas.
Y/N quickly pulls her war-fans from her skirt. "Shit. Are they?"
They walk out to the deck. Nami mumbles "How did they find us?"
Y/N looks up with a frown for from the skies, some red dust falls upon them, slowly enveloping them. She was begging to feel dizzy, and very sleepy... with dread, Y/N realized what it was. This has been used on her before.
Nami was out first.
"This smoke smells weird," Luffy mumbles, feeling the effects of the dust.
Zoro was next.
"Luffy, the ma..." Before she could finish she felt the world went dark.
Y/N's bare feet danced across the warm sand, her laughter mingling with the gentle lapping of the waves. With each step, she felt the freedom of the island envelop her, a secret sanctuary where worries vanished like mist under the morning sun. She glanced back, her eyes alight with mischief as she spotted her much younger sister, Miri, darting through the bustling market stalls.
"Come on, Miri! You'll never catch me!" Y/N called, her voice carried away by the salty breeze.
Miri's laughter bubbled forth, a melody that echoed Y/N's joy. With a determined grin, Miri chased after her sister, her small legs propelling her forward with unbridled enthusiasm. The market around teemed with life, vendors hawking their wares beneath colourful awnings, the air rich with the scent of spices and freshly caught fish.
Dodging between crates of exotic fruits and stalls piled high with vibrant fabrics, the two little girls raced through the people with loud laughter.
As they emerged onto a sun-drenched promenade, Y/N slowed her pace, allowing Miri to draw closer. She turned to face her sister, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Think you can keep up, fish-legs?"
Miri grinned, her round cheeks flushed with exertion. "Just you wait, Y/N! I'll beat you yet!"
With a mischievous wink, Y/N took off again, her laughter trailing behind her like a comet's tail. The younger girl followed in hot pursuit, their laughter intermingling with the sounds of the island—a symphony of joy and freedom that echoed across the sun-kissed shores.
The girls skidded to a halt in a quaint courtyard nestled amidst the bustling village. The air was redolent with the aroma of freshly baked bread and spices, luring them to pause and savour the moment. They settled onto a weathered bench, their breath coming in exhilarated gasps as they gazed around, taking in the vibrant tapestry of island life.
"Y/N/N, you think Mama would let me take one of those landfolk trinkets back home?" Miri exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with delight as she bit into a juicy slice of tropical fruit.
Y/N thought for a moment. Her parents were in an important meeting of some sort, she recalls them quietly speaking about the World Government declaration that was supposed to be out that afternoon, they sounded worried but Y/N had no idea why. "Maybe, depending on the trinket can withstand being in the water for long,"
"It's one of those dolls," Miri mumbles
"Those are made with fabric," Y/N shakes her head, "She won't let you,"
Miri pouts and deflates. Not liking seeing her younger sister sad, Y/N purses her lips in thought, when an idea hits her.
"Maybe not a doll but she can let us take one of these shiny stones. You like those, right?"
"Oh, yes," Miri smiles, "The stones with crystals inside of them, those are pretty..."
Their conversation was interrupted by a sudden commotion in the distance—a chorus of shouts and panicked cries that shattered the tranquillity of the courtyard. People began to scatter, their faces etched with fear as they fled back towards the ocean.
"What's happening, Y/N?" Miri's voice trembled with uncertainty as they were swept up in the frantic throng of people.
Y/N heart skipped a beat as she glanced around, her senses on high alert. People were scattering in every direction, their voices rising in panic as a wave of fear swept through the village like wildfire. Without hesitation, she grabbed her sister's hand, her grip tight with determination.
"We need to find-"
As if on cue, their father appeared, his brow furrowed with worry as he rushed towards them. Without a word, he took hold of Y/N's hand and began to guide them through the throngs of panicked villagers, his grip firm and unwavering.
"Stay close, girls," he urged, his voice tinged with urgency.
"Papa, what's going on?" Y/N asked, her voice wavering with concern.
Their father's expression was grim as he gathered them close, his hands firm yet gentle as he began to guide them towards the beach where their mother was anxiously waiting for them. "There's danger, my pearls. We must go to safety."
The sisters exchanged a worried glance, their steps quickening as they followed their father through the labyrinthine streets. The distant roar of the ocean grew louder with each passing moment, a reminder of the peril lurking just beyond the tranquil facade of the island...
When Y/N first woke up, she was confused.
"What...?" She looked around noticing the others were just as confused as she was. Then she noticed the box they were all in. Her heart began to race.
"They took my swords," Zoro grumbles once he notices the missing weight.
Nami groans noticing they took something away from her too. "And my rucksack, ugh, with all my navigation gear."
"And my fans..." Y/N mumbles, quickly standing up. Ignoring the rest, she reaches to place a hand on the hard wooden wall, "No, no, no..."
Her hands scrabbled against the rough walls, searching for any means of escape. Splinters dug into her skin, but she hardly noticed amidst the rising tide of fear. Memories flooded back, memories she had long tried to bury— The air was stale, each inhale felt like a struggle, as if the very act of breathing was a battle against the confines of the box.
"Hey," A raspy familiar voice said as a large hand landed on her shoulder but it swiftly slapped it off.
"Don't touch me," Y/N snaps as she continues to desperately look for a way out. "No. Not again, please,"
Suddenly, she flinches at the sound of someone next to her banging on the wooden walls.
"Stop." Y/N faintly heard Nami hiss. "Stop that."
"What? I’m trying to find a way out." The same raspy voice said. It was Zoro.
"We’ve been captured. We need a plan." Nami tells them.
"No, fuck no," Y/N continues to look for a way out, this time, however, she starts to push against the wooden wall.
"I just need to beat the hell out of every Marine I see," Zoro agrees.
"Hey, everyone, relax," Luffy, like Zoro, places a hand on Y/N's shoulders only to be slapped off. "We’re fine."
"We’re not fine. The Marines will throw us in jail if we’re lucky." Nami says. "Execute us if they don’t"
"They… they are not Marines. Before I got knocked out, I saw a Jolly Roger. We’ve been captured by pirates."
No...
Y/N stopped her attempts as Images flashed through her mind—memories of past suffocation, of being trapped in tight spaces. Panic gripped her like a vice, squeezing tighter with each passing moment.
Time lost meaning as Y/N battled against the relentless grip of fear. Minutes stretched into hours, each second dragging by with excruciating slowness. Her throat began to close, and her body started trembling with exhaustion and terror.
"That’s much better news."
"No, he’s right," Zoro said, he stepped a little closer to Y/N, and she was painfully aware and utterly horrified. "Marines have training. Pirates are easier to kill."
"Shanks used to say not every situation can be solved with violence," Luffy told them.
"Who the hell is Shanks?"
"We don’t need to fight. I can talk to them," Luffy shakes his head with a grin, "Pirate to pirate."
Y/N would have laughed at the idea of reasoning with a Pirate hadn't she been in the starters of a hysteria attack.
"That won’t work." Nami said
"Why not?"
"To start, you’re not a pirate."
" Yes, I am."
"No," Nami said looking at Luffy, "You are some stretchy guy in a tattered hat."
"I’m a different kind of pirate," Luffy stated, optimism practically oozing out of him.
"Pirates are pirates. There’s only one kind."
That is true. Pirates are all foul, soulless creatures... another wave of memories flooded her brain. Y/N closed her eyes, willing herself to find some semblance of calm amidst the chaos of her mind. But even in the darkness behind her eyelids, the walls of the box loomed large, a constant reminder of her imprisonment.
But just when she felt herself on the brink of surrender, the top of the box opened forcing Y/N to snap open. Music began to fill her ears, an odd spectacle of dancing... clowns? began to surround them once all the walls of the box were pulled apart.
Y/N, finally being able to breathe properly, watches as people in costumes do flips and tricks around them. She glances at her surroundings. This was a circus. Why were they in a circus? The people on the stats started to clap, Y/N frowned as she watched the tears of fear in some of those people. Isn't a circus supposed to be fun?
"No. No, no, no, no," A man or rather a clown with blue and a red nose, shouting prompting everyone to stop the show. "Stop clapping! No, stop! It’s all wrong!"
"The spotlight was late. You completely missed my entrance." He motions for the light to go from the four of them to him. Then he turns his attention to the man dressed in a bear costume who is terrified of the clown. "And where, oh, where was the dancing lion?"
"Hey, I know you," Luffy earned the clown's attention. "I saw your wanted poster in Shells Town. You’re the clown guy. Um, uh… Binky, right?"
"Buggy," The clown with blue hair corrected and to Y/N's surprise, he kept going. "Buggy the Clown. Buggy, the Flashy Fool. Buggy, the Genius Jester."
"Wow. You have a lot of names. I bet everyone in the East Blue knows who you are." Luffy said impressed but his words earned a gasp from the audience confusing the four of them.
"What did you just say?" Buggy deadpanned.
Luffy, none the wiser, repeats "Just that everyone knows who you are-"
"Nose?!" Buggy exclaims rushing to clasp Luffy's face in his hand, squeezing. The clown's crew step forward, holding their weapons, looking weirdly intimidating. "Are you making fun of my nose?"
Y/N, despite the dangerous situation, was baffled for a moment. She subtly regards Buggy's nose. Was that actually his real nose?? Oh, it was. Woah.
"Well… I wasn’t. But now that you mention it, is that thing for real?" Luffy lifts a hand to touch the clown's nose but he quickly slaps it away, making the audience gasp.
"What’s real is I’ve been scheming for months," The clown pushes Luffy away, and Y/N who was just behind him manages to catch him. She turns as Buggy stands in front of Nami, "To steal that map from old Axe-Hand Moron…"
"Eh?" He waits for an acknowledgement or reaction from the orange-haired girl but when he realises he is getting none he waves a dismissive hand and turns back to the others. "…only to find out that I was upstaged by four little nobodies, who stole it from right out under my no- No! It’s in my head now."
"Ah!" Buggy groans with exasperation moving away. "
"Hey, I’m not a nobody," Luffy said, once again successfully gaining the clown pirate's attention. "I’m Monkey D. Luffy. And I will be King of the Pirates."
Y/N had to give it to Luffy. His determination was so outstanding that even in such a dire situation it wouldn't break, however, she couldn't decide yet if it was stupidity or courage.
Buggy lets out a laugh, "Oh! Now that’s funny."
One of his crew members holds up a sign, forcing the audience to laugh. Well, that's depressing, can't imagine being a clown and having to force people to laugh.
Buggy motions for the laughing to halt. He moves, looking in between them as he speaks;
"My bounty poster graces the marquee of every Marine outpost for miles. And my menagerie of outcasts and freaks is the most dreaded pirate crew the East Blue has ever known. I am destined to find the One Piece. And when I do… I will be king."
"No, you won’t, ’cause I’m gonna find it first." Luffy contradicted the clown.
It's stupidity, Y/N decided.
"You?" Buggy scoffs, "Don’t make me laugh."
One crew member holds the sign again, and the audience laughs but they are soon yelled at to stop.
"I said don’t make me laugh!!!"
"All right, listen up. I’m Roronoa Zoro," Zoro spoke up, loud enough to gather everyone's attention. He turns to face Buggy and his crew. "Drop your weapons now and I may let you live."
Y/N has half a mind to yell at him asking what the fuck he was doing. Did he honestly think he could fight against all of these pirates? He doesn't even have his swords.
Buggy stares for a moment before letting out a mocking laugh. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a celebrity in our midst."Ladies and gentlemen, we have a celebrity in our midst. Too bad I hate sharing the spotlight."
The stage light went from them back to Buggy.
"Now, maybe we should skip right to the finale," The clown pulls out his weapon. A very intimidating metal sharp claws. "My freaks put quite a bit of rehearsal time into this little abduction. And if I can’t reward them with that map…" He moves to stand next to a man with sharp teeth. "I suppose I’ll have to offer them a pound of flesh instead."
Oh, shit. shit this. This is bad. Like BAD bad. Bad enough for her to manipulate her way out of it, but for that she'll need to get the clown alo-
"Wait. Wait." Nami was standing in front of them, looking to make some sort of negotiation with the clown. "What if I have something else to offer you? Something more valuable than the map?"
That seems to gather a newfound interest in the pirate, who looks at nami in expectation.
"What if I give you an entertainer, a singer, the best I've ever heard," Nami said casting a quick glance in her way. Y/N's heart plummeted. No, she couldn't be doing that to her. Her heart sank even lower when Buggy's gaze shifted towards her, his blue eyes gleaming when he caught her form.
"And a new freak for your crew?" Nami continues, forcing the clown to look away. She was slowly moving next to Luffy, "A rare talent. The most spectacular act in all of the East Blue. Besides you, of course."
"Go on."
Nami takes Luffy's hat prompting a shout from the boy, she tosses it up into the air making Luffy use his devil fruit abilities and stretch his arm up high to catch the hat. And then, Nami was gone.
"Go after her," Buggy told one of his crew members who quickly ran after the orange-haired girl. He chuckles, looking at Luffy. He pulls out an apple from his pocket and a knife. "Well, isn't this just interesting?"
Y/N felt a surge of protest rising within her, a desire to shout out against the unfolding situation. Yet, she found herself engulfed in a sense of hopelessness, a feeling all too familiar from her past experiences. She knew well the torment of being confined within the hold of a pirate.
"It's fine," she whispered to herself, trying to muster some semblance of reassurance. I'll… I'll be fine. Despite her inner turmoil, she clung to a last resort—a secret move, a tactic she had saved for dire circumstances. All she needed was to find a moment alone with Buggy.
They soon bring a struggling Nami and a part of her is happy they did another part of her is annoyed she sells them out and still fails to escape.
"What did you do? What did you do to their town? You destroyed everything!" Nami exclaimed in anger.
As he ate the apple, Buggy nonchalantly replied, "Not everything. I let ’em keep their hands."
The signs were up again and the audience clapped in command.
"Okay," The clown throws away the remains of the apple and puts the knife back into his coat. "Here end the theatrics."
Suddenly, the lights flickered and dimmed until they focused solely on Buggy's figure, casting an eerie glow around him. His voice cut through the darkness with a sharp edge.
"I know one of you has my map," he declared, his tone laced with determination. "And I'm gonna get it back. What was it you said, Rubber Boy? That it was in a safe place?"
The tension in the air heightened as everyone present awaited Buggy's next move.
"Don’t look so surprised. I’ve got eyes and ears everywhere," Buggy told the four of them with a smile, "So, please make our guests uncomfortable in the green room."
As two pirates seized Y/N from behind, she instinctively struggled against their grasp, her heart pounding in her chest. Nami too fought against her captors, but Zoro remained passive, seemingly indifferent to their plight. Just as they were about to drag Y/N away, the clown intervened.
"Not her," Buggy's voice commanded, halting the pirates in their tracks. They obediently turned Y/N to face their captain, whose blue eyes bore into her with a curious intensity. He closed the distance between them, his presence looming over her.
"Just for you, beautiful," Buggy addressed her, a smirk playing on his lips, "I'm willing to share my spotlight for a few moments and let you sing for us while my 'freaks' prepare the things for my chat with my stretchy new pal."
"Why would I?" Y/N retorted, summoning whatever semblance of courage she could muster to meet the clown's gaze. Ignoring the pirates that were dragging Luffy to sit with the audience. "I only sing when I have something to sing for…"
"Funny you think you have a choice," Buggy chuckled mischievously, his tone dripping with amusement, the sign was up so, naturally the audience laughed as well. He sauntered over to a high chair, resembling a throne, and settled into it with an air of superiority.
"Well, it's either that," he continued, gesturing towards Y/N, "or off with you. Though," he added with a smirk, "it'll be a shame to harm such a pretty girl like yourself."
His words hung in the air, a thinly veiled threat that left Y/N feeling trapped and vulnerable, caught between compliance and defiance.
Despite the overwhelming intimidation, Y/N took a moment to steady her breathing and gather her resolve. Nami was right about one thing – she was an entertainer, a performer. With that realization, a flicker of determination ignited within her.
With a deep breath, Y/N straightened her posture and let a confident smile grace her lips. She could do this. She could fake her charm, her confidence. After all, she had faced tough crowds before. This was just another performance, albeit under much more dire circumstances.
Y/N flashed a charming grin at Buggy, exuding confidence as the impromptu show began.
"Well, darling," she purred, her voice dripping with charisma, "lucky for you, I happen to have had my heart stomped a few days ago. You don't happen to have a guitar lying around, do you?"
Buggy's grin widened, and with a casual wave of his hand, a guitar was swiftly presented to her. As the rest of the crew dispersed, leaving her alone in the spotlight, Buggy's voice carried a warning tone.
"Don't make me regret giving you a share of my spotlight, sweetheart," he cautioned, his words tinged with a hint of threat.
Y/N meets Buggy's warning with a playful glint in her eye, maintaining her charismatic demeanor.
"Oh, don't you worry, Captain," she replies smoothly, her voice dripping with charm. "I'll make sure to dazzle everyone enough to ensure you shine even brighter. After all, what's a spotlight without a little sparkle, right?"
Without missing a beat, Y/N pivots gracefully, turning her attention to the assembled audience with a grin that belies the tension of the situation. With ease, she addresses them as if they were any other crowd, temporarily forgetting the dire circumstances of their gathering.
"Well, well, well. Looks like we've got ourselves a full house, don't we?" she declares with a playful sparkle in her eyes, her voice projecting warmth and enthusiasm despite the unsettling circumstances.
"Ah, the joys of a heartbreak!" Y/N's grin takes on a mischievous edge as she continues, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
"As you may have heard," she begins, her tone dripping with theatrical flair, "some clueless boy managed to break this ol' heart of mine. But fear not, for in the face of heartache, what does a songbird do? Why, she writes a song, of course!"
Pausing for dramatic effect, she lets a playful wink slip before continuing, "Sadly, it seems our heartbreaker won't have the pleasure of hearing it. But don't worry, my captive audience, for you lucky souls get a front-row seat to the grand performance!"
Her words draw a ripple of shy, soft laughter from the crowd, turning this sombre moment into a somewhat of lighthearted affair. Her eyes meet Luffy's browns for a moment, he seems to pay her his all attention.
With a graceful motion, Y/N turns her attention to the guitar, her fingers deftly plucking a few strings. The sound resonates through the room, filling the air with a gentle melody that carries hints of both melancholy and resolve.
"When I was a wanderer, I stumbled upon your shore
When I was adrift, I found refuge in your arms
We faced the storms, lost in our own private wars
You sought fortune in the shadows, while I relied on my charms
I danced through the shadows, whispered secrets to the moon
You chased dreams of gold, while I urged caution in vain
We sang to forget our troubles, then drowned them in wine
Then one day, you vanished, leaving behind a taint"
As she plays, her gaze flickers between the strings and the captivated audience, her expression a mix of concentration and subtle charisma. Each note she strikes seems to weave a tale of heartache and resilience, drawing the audience deeper into the performance with every strum.
"I am the one who saw you at your weakest
I know the battles you fought, behind closed doors
Too bad I'm the love you lost, the bond you breached
Now what'll you do, when I'm gone evermore?"
As Y/N finishes the song, a hush falls over the room, the echoes of her performance lingering in the air like a haunting melody. In that suspended moment, time seems to stand still, every eye in the room fixated on Buggy, waiting for his reaction, well, except for Luffy, he was the only one giving a standing ovation.
"Wooh, yeah!" Luffy claps, a smile on his face as he turns to one of the pirates holding him. "That's my musician,"
Y/N, however, ignore him and turn to Buggy.
Y/N meets his piercing blue gaze, searching for any hint of emotion within them, but finds his expression inscrutable, a mask of unreadable intent. There's a tension in the air, palpable and electric, as the weight of the silence stretches on, leaving everyone on edge.
Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Buggy breaks the silence with a slow, deliberate clap, his expression betraying nothing but a hint of amusement. It's a subtle gesture, but it breaks the tension in the room. The sign to clap was up but Y/N has a feeling they would've clapped regardless. It's a moment of relief for Y/N, who can't help but feel a sense of validation wash over her.
"It seems orange-hair was not lying, huh?" Buggy remarks, his tone carrying a hint of sardonic amusement. The cheers stop at his command.
Y/N lets out a forced chuckle, her lips curling into a wry smile as she meets Buggy's gaze.
"Well, what can I say?" she quips with a hint of playful sarcasm, "I did promise not to disappoint, didn't I? And trust me, darling, I always keep my promises, even when it involves serenading a bunch of pirates in a not-so-friendly setting."
Buggy's chuckle sends a shiver down Y/N's spine as he rises from his seat and advances towards her. Y/N fights to conceal the tremor of intimidation that courses through her, maintaining a facade of composure as he leans in to whisper.
"You could make a wonderful addition to my crew," he murmurs, his voice low and tinged with an air of intrigue. “Irreplaceable, even.”
While the idea of joining his crew fills her with trepidation and disgust, she knows better than to outright reject him, especially considering his unpredictable nature. Like most men.
With a steady gaze and a flicker of determination in her eyes, Y/N meets Buggy's gaze, her voice steady as she replies, "Well, Captain, it's certainly a tempting offer. But you'll have to forgive me if I take a moment to weigh my options. After all, I'm not one to jump ship without careful consideration."
Buggy regards her for a moment, then he smiles as he pulls back. His smile sends a shiver down Y/N's spine, but she maintains her facade of composure as he pulls back, granting her a temporary reprieve.
"Alright, I'll give you time to think it over…" he concedes, his tone deceptively genial.
Y/N's heart sinks as she watches him walk over to where Luffy is, a sinking feeling settling in her stomach. Before she can react, two pirates seize her again.
"Until he gives me my map, that is," Buggy adds casually, his words a stark reminder of the precarious position Y/N finds herself in.
As the pirates begin to drag her away, Y/N's heart pounds with a mixture of fear and determination. She casts a fleeting glance back at Luffy, a silent vow forming in her mind to find a way out of this predicament.
Soon, she was being tied down into a chair.
"Fuck you, Nami," Y/N spat out her frustration as soon as the pirates left them alone, her tone tinged with irritation. "Why would you do that?"
Inside her cage, Nami rolled her eyes in response. "It's survival of the fittest out here, Y/N," she retorted, her voice laced with resignation.
Y/N can't help but roll her eyes in return. She knows that in this cutthroat world, everyone looks out for themselves, but she had foolishly hoped for some semblance of a relationship with Nami only to be sorely disappointed.
"The least you could've done was actually manage to actually escape. You sold us in vain." Y/N chastised with a disapproving tsk.
"For what it's worth," Nami glanced towards the entrance of the crew's dressing rooms before skillfully picking the lock of her cage. "I am trying to get us out."
Y/N narrowed her eyes, unsure whether to trust Nami's words. Turning to Zoro, who was bound to a circular board nearby, she asked, "Do you believe her?"
"Don't have much of a choice," Zoro replies with a nonchalant shrug, just as a loud shout from outside makes them all snap their heads towards the entrance. It's Luffy's voice. "Better work faster."
As Y/N tries to free herself from the bounds, she realises that she's worried about Luffy because, despite his exasperating antics and seemingly reckless behaviour, she can't help but feel a pang of worry for him.
The bounds were tight but not enough to cut circulation just tight enough to leave burn marks when she moved them too much which she does.
Feeling the burn of the tight bounds against her skin, Y/N winced but pressed on, determined to free herself.
"That's only hurting you," Nami said sparing Y/N a glance before continuing to pick her lock.
Nami's words of caution brought a moment of pause, but Y/N couldn't afford to let fear hold her back. "I'll be fine,"
Nami rolls her eyes, then she glances at Zoro, he, too was trying to free himself.
"What?" The boy asks.
Nami continues with her work, "This is my life now."
"You want to trade places?"
"Both of you shut up," There was a rustling sound just making its way to them, "Shit. Someone’s coming."
Nami stops her work and looks at the entrance. "I need more time. Keep them talking."
"I don’t talk." Zoro said, "I hit things."
"I'll do it," Y/N announced.
Seconds later, a pirate with a striking mix of black and white hair and a blue and white square pattern scarf bursts into the room, riding his monocycle with an air of undeniable flair. He comes to a stop right in front of Zoro, his gaze fixed firmly on the bound swordsman.
Y/N, who would have found the scene comical under different circumstances, straightens up, suppressing the urge to laugh. Instead, she puts on her best flirtatious grin and clears her throat, preparing to address the newcomer.
"Hey there, handsome," Y/N begins, her voice dripping with playful charm. "I bet your captain's got you on a tight leash, but do you think you could...?"
"Shut up, whore!" The pirate said not taking his eyes off Zoro.
Y/N's jaw was on the floor. Well, that came out of nowhere.
"I'm not an expert but I'm sure you don't talk to ladies like that," Zoro, ever nonchalant, unexpectedly comes to her defense, much to Y/N's surprise.
The pirate disregards Zoro and instead questions, "Remember me?"
"No. Must be some other homicidal, unicycle-riding clown." Zoro mocks.
Y/N flinches as the pirate with black and white hair delivers a punch to Zoro's stomach.
"I've been thinking about you for years," the pirate hisses, his voice dripping with resentment. "About how you killed my brother."
"I killed a lot of pirates." Zoro deadpanned.
The pirate, named Cabaji, scowls as he begins to recount their past encounter. "My name is Cabaji, and a couple of years back, you hunted us across the Goa Kingdom," he explains, pulling out two knives. ""Followed us for weeks through the swamp lands, day and night, never relenting, like some kind of demon."
The three of them shared a look. A silent understanding between them. This was it, the distraction. Cabaji glances at the two girls as he backs away from Zoro.
"Still not ringing a bell," Zoro remarks casually, prompting Cabaji to throw a knife dangerously close to his head.
"You cut off his head and you stuffed it in a bag, all for a few Berry." Cabaji accuses, his voice heavy with accusation.
Zoro sighs, briefly closing his eyes before conceding, "Okay, that does sound like me."
The air becomes thick with tension as the two men lock gazes, the looming threat of violence hanging between them.
"Let's see if you can keep your head," Cabaji declares, moving to the side of the circular structure and spinning it, taking Zoro along for the ride.
With each knife thrown, Y/N can't help but avert her eyes, unable to witness the imminent danger befalling the swordsman. As minutes tick by and Y/N finally dares to steal a glance at Zoro, she's taken aback by his unwavering composure. Despite the imminent threat of the spinning structure and the barrage of knives, Zoro remains eerily calm, his expression betraying no hint of fear or panic.
Watching him close his eyes and maintain his stoic demeanor in the face of danger, Y/N can't help but feel a surge of admiration mingled with astonishment. It shouldn't surprise her, knowing Zoro's reputation for unshakeable resolve, but somehow it does.
Y/N shifts her gaze to Nami, and in that brief exchange of eye contact, a silent understanding passes between them. She's close to opening the lock.
"You really don’t fear death, do you?" Cabaji asks after his tenth throw.
"No," Zoro said as the structure came to a halt, "I just don’t fear you."
Cabaji throws yet another knife before approaching Zoro "You know, I’m gonna enjoy this. As soon as Captain Buggy’s finished with you, you’re mine."
"Uh, tempting as that sounds, I’m not sticking around." Zoro slowly opens his eyes and focuses on the pirate.
"Really? Got somewhere else to be?"
"Didn’t used to think so. But Luffy changed that." Zoro said.
"That simpleton in a straw hat." Cabaji scoffs, "Don’t tell me you actually believe in him?"
"I don’t need to. He believes in himself." Zoro admits and shrugs, "It rubs off."
As Nami swiftly and silently cuts Y/N's bonds, relief floods through her as she rubs her sore wrists. With newfound freedom, she wastes no time positioning herself behind Cabaji, who is too engrossed in Zoro's words to notice her approach.
"And one more thing."
Cabaji continues to laugh as Zoro warns him.
"Don’t turn around."
In a split second, Y/N seizes the opportunity, delivering a powerful punch straight to Cabaji's nose. The force of the blow sends him staggering backwards. With Cabaji momentarily stunned, Zoro takes advantage, freeing one of his arms to grab hold of the pirate's throat, applying pressure with a steely grip while Nami frees his other arm.
"And by the way, you're brother's the whore," Y/N said to the Cabaji just moments before the pirate passed out.
"What's the plan?" Asks Zoro, retreating his swords.
Y/N takes hold of her war fans. "We go for Luffy,"
"Yeah but how?" Zoro turns to Nami, "You do have a plan, right? That’s your thing, plans."
"I say we beat the hell out of every clown we see." Nami declares, her eyes flickering between them mischievously as she brandishes her fighting stick.
Y/N chuckles in agreement, elegantly fanning her fans to reveal the gleaming blades within. "Well, isn't that a delightful idea," she quips with a smirk. "I've always had a knack for cutting through the foolery."
With a wink exchanged between Y/N and Zoro, a shared understanding passing between them, Zoro chuckles before they both follow Nami out.
As they navigate through the chaos of the circus tent, the trio encounters a shower of fools intent on blocking them. With a seamless display of skill and coordination, they engage the freaks in a fight.
Nami leads the charge, her fighting sticks a blur as she deflects incoming blows and delivers precise strikes. Each swing is calculated, each movement fluid and efficient as she exploits weaknesses in the clown's defences.
Beside her, Zoro moves with the grace of a great swordsman, his swords lethal as he cuts through the ranks of clowns with unmatched precision. His strikes are powerful and decisive, each blow landing with devastating force as he clears a path forward.
And Y/N adds her own flair to the fray, her fans flashing in the dim light of the tent as she gracefully dances between pirates. With a flick of her wrist, she spreads the fans, revealing the razor-sharp blades concealed within. Each movement is deliberate, and calculated, as she gracefully weaves through the chaos of the fight effortlessly dispatching any clown foolish enough to challenge her.
As they finally reach the main stage, Y/N's heart lurches at the sight before her. There, in the center of the stage, Luffy struggles against the confines of a tank filled with water. Memories flood Y/N's mind, images of a similar tank from her past flashing before her eyes with haunting clarity.
She tries to hold back a shudder as the familiar dread grips her, threatening to overwhelm her senses. The sight of Luffy, trapped and struggling, serves as a painful reminder, stirring emotions that she had long tried to bury but with a deep breath, Y/N pushes aside the memories, focusing instead on the task at hand.
With a swift and precise throw, Nami hurls her fighting stick towards the tank, the impact causing the glass to crack and splinter. Y/N watches with bated breath as the cracks spiderweb across the surface, spreading like veins of ice.
"Where are my freaks?" Buggy exclaimed looking around the circus.
Zoro appears on the other end, holding his two swords. "They're not coming,"
Finally, the tank gave way with a resounding crash. As the glass shatters, water gushes forth in a torrent, cascading to the ground in a rush of freedom letting Luffy out and soaking Buggy to the ground.
After he inhales some air, Luffy exhales the map. Ugh!
"My map!" Buggy crawls to the map.
Luffy, on the other hand, "My hat!"
Y/N turned her gaze towards the laughing clown, he took hold of the map while Luffy was hugging his hat. With careful steps, the trio approaches him.
"You want a piece of me?" The clown challenges them once he notices their approach. "Let’s see what you got."
Without hesitation, Zoro lunges forward, his sword slicing through the air with deadly precision. But to their astonishment, the clown doesn't fall. Instead, he splits into pieces, his laughter ringing out triumphantly as he effortlessly reassembles himself.
"Surprise, shithead!" Buggy crows with glee, his laughter echoing through the chaos.
Y/N, Zoro and Nami gather together as Buggy manically laughing starts to split himself into more pieces.
"What the hell?" Y/N yells as Buggy's body parts begin to fly around them.
Zoro's brow furrows in frustration as he watches the spectacle. "How do I slice a guy who's already in pieces?"
"This is not part of the plan," Nami grits her teeth, holding tightly to her fighting stick.
With a grunt of frustration, Y/N pushes away a stray hand that reaches for her, her mind racing as she tries to formulate a strategy amidst the chaos. "Yeah, no shit."
Despite their best efforts, the trio find themselves quickly overwhelmed by the onslaught of flying body parts. Zoro is slammed against the tank, Nami is hurled off the stage, and Y/N is sent crashing into a pile of crates, pain shooting through her side as she struggles to regain her footing amidst the chaos.
"Fuck," She hisses, placing a hand on the sore spot. She braces herself up watching as Buggy pulls out his metallic claws and slices himself again.
"Chop-Chop Cannon!!" His hands and arms start to rotate while his legs start to fly about in chaos.
Luffy does his best to dodge and punch and actually manages to reach Buggy but is soon pushed off him. The claws though, do manage to get Luffy's straw hat.
Buggy laughs and when Luffy goes to recollect his hat he is tripped and pushed to the ground.
Y/N's heart pounds with panic as she watches Buggy's hand find its way to Luffy's throat, threatening to choke the life out of him. In a desperate bid to save Luffy, she scans the area for anything that could aid them in their fight.
Then, like a bolt of lightning, inspiration strikes. With a quick glance at the crates nearby, Y/N's mind races with a plan.
"Luffy, Nami. The crates!" Y/N shouts, her voice cutting through the chaos as she rushes to one and flings it open.
With lightning-fast reflexes, Luffy manages to break free from Buggy's grasp, tearing the hand off his throat and hurling it towards Nami. Acting on instinct, Nami uses her fighting stick to send Buggy's hand hurtling towards the open crate, which Y/N swiftly closes, trapping the appendage inside.
One by one, the four of them began to trap the clown's body parts inside the boxes until only his head, hands and feet were all he had.
"What have you done to me?"
Luffy grins, "Cut you down to size."
"The One Piece will never be yours." Buggy all but growls in frustration. "You’re just a sad, lonely little boy wearing another man’s hat!"
"I know exactly who I am," Luffy puts on his straw hat and with his usual smile he turns to Buggy. "I am Monkey D. Luffy. And I’m gonna be King of the Pirates."
Y/N chuckles to herself. He really has an indomitable spirit.
Luffy stretches both his hands back, "Gum Gum…
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! No, no, no! Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait." Buggy pleads but Luffy is already spitting out.
"Bazooka!!"
And with a scream, Buggy's head is launched off the circus.
With a beaming smile, Luffy picks up the map and strides to the center of the stage, where Zoro, Y/N, and Nami are gathering. He extends the map towards the orange-haired girl, his expression filled with unwavering confidence.
"You're giving this to me?" Nami asks, her disbelief barely concealed beneath her facade of composure.
Luffy's grin widens. "You're the navigator," he replies simply, his faith in her abilities unwavering.
"Let's get out of this clown show," Zoro interjects, his tone tinged with impatience as he eagerly anticipates their departure.
Y/N nods in agreement, her hands deftly stowing away her fans back into her waistline. "Yeah, I've had my fill of this place,"
But Luffy's focus remains unwavering as he turns to address the others, his gaze sweeping over the captive audience.
"Still, there's one more thing we have to do," he declares, his eyes meeting those of his companions. "We have to set them free."
With determined hearts, they set about freeing the captive audience, their collective resolve aimed at bringing an end to the clown's tyranny.
"Are you our new captors?" an old man asks Luffy, his voice tinged with confusion.
Luffy tilts his head, a hint of bemusement in his expression. "What?"
"Well, you're a pirate, aren't you?" the old man persists, struggling to comprehend the act of kindness from someone associated with piracy.
"I'm a different kind of pirate," Luffy replies simply, his words carrying a weight of sincerity that belies his reputation.
Y/N shares a knowing glance with Luffy as she frees a child from his shackles, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. Despite the odds, Luffy's unwavering determination and genuine compassion are beginning to win her over, gradually eroding her skepticism and replacing it with a newfound sense of admiration.
As they make their way through the town, the sun casts its warm rays upon the streets, a stark contrast to the wreckage left in the wake of Buggy's crew. Despite the devastation, a sense of relief fills the air as the townsfolk emerge from their hiding places, grateful to be free from the clutches of the circus from hell.
As Y/N walks alongside her companions towards their ship, she is greeted by a stream of townspeople, each one expressing their gratitude and admiration for her performance. Some approach her with heartfelt thanks, while others request the pleasure of hearing her sing again.
"We don't have much," the mayor of the town approaches them, offering a basket of food, "but please, take this as a token of our... of our gratitude."
Luffy shakes his head, a generous smile on his face. "You need it more than we do,"
Y/N wiggles her fingers in farewell as she follows Nami, Luffy, and Zoro to make their way back to their ship. As they approach, she notices Luffy darting back towards the mayor, returning for a piece of bread with a cheerful grin.
Once aboard the small ship, Y/N breathes a sigh of relief as she realizes all her belongings are still intact. With a sense of purpose, she joins Nami and Luffy in preparing the ship for their journey ahead.
Waving one last time to the shouting townsfolk, Y/N can't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over her. The warm farewells of the townsfolk echo in her ears, a reminder of the impact they've had on the lives of others.
A few minutes into their journey, Y/N sits next to Zoro with a tired sigh. The swordsman's eyes are closed and his arms are crossed, she gazes at the sundown, a pretty hue surrounding them- when was the last time she enjoyed a sunny day? Right with Cygnus, that feels like a lifetime ago...
"Hey, you need help with that?" Nami's voice cuts through the serenity, pulling Y/N's attention away from the mesmerizing sunset.
Luffy's puzzled frown prompts her to tense up momentarily as Nami reaches for his straw hat. But instead of causing harm, Nami begins to carefully repair it, her skilled hands weaving the threads with practised precision. Y/N can't help but reconsider her latest thoughts of the navigator as she watches her work.
"Why did you freak out?" Zoro's voice startles her out of her thoughts.
Y/N turns to face the boy, but his eyes are still closed. " What? When did I-"
"Back inside of the box," Zoro said, his voice ever raspy but silent as if he knew she didn't want the others to hear.
"Oh," Y/N blinks, she didn't think he'd notice that, yeah sure she was freaking out but they all were, weren't they? She clears her throat, trying to mask her discomfort as she reaches for her guitar, seeking comfort in its familiar presence. "It's nothing special, really."
"What does 'not again' mean then?" Zoro asks turning his head and opening his eyes to look at her.
Y/N fakes a grin, "I'm just not a fan of enclosed spaces, that's all, hot shot,"
Zoro stares at her for a moment and Y/N stares back. Some of the light of the day cast shadows on his face. She can't tell if he's convinced by her excuse or not. She hopes he is.
Thankfully her silent wishes are answered, Zoro closes his eyes again and turns to face forward. "You better not make any noise, I'm trying to rest,"
Y/N flashes Zoro a mischievous grin in response to his warning. "Noise? Oh, you have it all wrong, hot shot," she quips, her voice dripping with playful sarcasm. "I don't make noise, I compose symphonies of sound that would make even the sea itself dance to my tune but Don't worry, hot shot, I'll keep it down… unless you want to hear a little tune to lull you to sleep, I promise to find a lullaby you enjoy."
Zoro's lips twitch with amusement, and Y/N can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.
"You fixed it," Y/N's head turns to see Luffy taking his hands from Nami with a smile. "Thanks."
"Well, you said it was your treasure, right?"
As Nami rises and heads towards the cabin, Y/N meets her gaze, and in that silent exchange, they share a moment of understanding. Any lingering tension between them dissipates, replaced by mutual respect and perhaps some camaraderie.
"Is every day gonna be this crazy with you?" Zoro's question breaks the silence, drawing Y/N's attention.
Luffy joins them, settling in front of them with a thoughtful expression. "Shanks always said… that if the path to what you want seems too easy… then you're on the wrong path."
Y/N nods in agreement, impressed by the insight of this mysterious Shanks character.
"Smart guy," she remarks, her curiosity piqued by the mention of someone who clearly holds significance in Luffy's life.
Zoro, ever the stoic swordsman, opens his eyes and nods in quiet contemplation. "Yeah, this Shanks guy sounds all right,"
Luffy's face breaks into a wide grin as he rises to his feet, his excitement palpable. With boundless energy, he dashes to the bow of the ship, his voice ringing out with unbridled enthusiasm.
"Next stop, the Grand Line!" he shouts, pointing a finger ahead towards the vast expanse of ocean that stretches out before them.
Shaking her head in amusement, Y/N feels a foreign surge of excitement coursing through her veins. With Luffy at the helm, she knows that her days with him, as long as they may be, will be anything but dull. The question is, will they be dangerous or not.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Lots of love, be safe.
Divider by @cafekitsune
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Day 5 - Sanji
And here's the Love Cook~!
His tail is based off my interpretation of sirens hehehehe (with a little hint of how he used to be "yellow")
(Tail details under cut)
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People are not treasure
My head snapped up, shouting from outside the park flooded the room like seawater. I got up carefully, carrying the chains connecting me to the bed post as I waddled over to the window. Smoke exploded from the park grounds, drawing cries from the Fishmen.
A breath caught in my chest as the gates burst open. People entered the park, humans, and Nami among them. A sob escaped as the males started attacking the Fishmen, Nami leading one of them inside.
Collapsing onto the bed, I held back a cry. More pirates, yet again more treasure hungry men, who will take me just like Arlong. I flinched as a tear hit my cheek, saltwater burning my skin.
Minutes passed by like hours, panic rising in my bones with each passing shout. Clutching the bed post I screamed as the building started to shake. The door rattled before my eyes, fear flooding my body as the door handle turned.
"Suki, it's me, Nami. Look at me, your going to be okay." Nami whispered, a hand grazing the wound on my cheek causing me to flinch. "What did Arlong do to you?".
I shook my head, refusing to move from my spot even as she began picking the lock on my shackles. I cried when they came undone, curling into a ball to get away from her.
"Suki, we have to go. The building is coming down around us." Nami pleaded.
"No! No! This is a trick. He'll catch me. I can't leave! Please just go!" I cried, letting out a scream as the room shook once more.
"Fine, have your way." I looked at her in confusion before screaming as she picked me up throwing me over her shoulder.
"NO! NO! No, Nami please! Please just leave me!" I cried, gripping her shirt in fear of falling.
She ignored my plea, rushing through the building as it continued to shake around us. Cracks formed on the ceilings and walls as she ran. The tears streaming down my face eventually coming to a stop, as I gave up, going limp in her arms.
We made it outside, as the building began to collapse. She came to a stop, setting me down on a rock before rushing towards the men, drawing two into a hug. The third looked sad at her dismissal before noticing me.
I flinched, drawing back into myself as he stepped closer. A crash drew our attention as the park came crashing down. A sob escaping me as I watching the building turn to dust before my eyes.
I don't know how long I sat there staring at the building, praying that Arlong was inside, before someone touched me. A scream left my lips as I threw myself back, scrambling away from the touch.
"No, please." I muttered, clutching Nami's arm as she knelt beside me.
"Shush, Suki. They won't hurt you." She soothed, running a hand through my hair in attempts to calm me, only for it to get caught on a matt causing me to cry out.
"I'm Monkey D. Luffy. I'm a pirate, this is my crew." The man I didn't notice before, the one that touched me said.
"Are you going to take me too? Like the rest of his jewels and maps?" I demanded, looking down at the grand line map in his hand. "Like the rest of his treasures?".
A dark look grew on all of their faces, but none more dark than the one on Luffy's. "People, are not treasure." He exclaimed rather loudly, a shutter running through me causing me to wince. "I want to offer you a spot on my crew. Nami says your a good singer.".
I shook my head, "No, no. I-I don't sing anymore.".
He looked put out, "Aw come on, every pirate crew needs a singer!".
"I'm sorry. I-"
"What's your dream? To be free?" He questioned, switching topics so quickly it felt like whiplash just talking to him.
"Dream? I- no one's ever asked me that before. I dont know."
He smiled brightly , the other three behind him smiled as well, Nami's grip on my arm tighted comfortingly as she nodded, "Well, we'll help you find your new dream. Right guys?".
I watched in awe as they, one by one, nodded murmuring words of agreement. I stared up at him, his eyes full of excitement and hope. Glancing at Nami, she nodded helping me to stand slowly.
"Okay, okay."
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She chuckled. "Isn't that the saddest thing you've ever heard?"
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Kreeptober Day 03 -05: Siren
(Inspired by one of my fav Sanji fics by @grayimperia ‘you and me and the devil makes three’ :
archiveofourown.org/works/41499645
It’s very beautifully written, and I know I’ve recommended it before but if you haven’t read, do so please!)
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@king-and-his-consorts asked: (Merfolk verses, because I'm a sucker) Sanji held his face in his hands as his elbows rested on the edge of the massive manmade pond in the middle of the coastal town. Blushing hard, the naiad gave a dreamy sigh as he watched the curly-haired woman mingling with the humans at the night-time party. He knew she was not what she appeared. It was inherent to naiads to be able to sense other aquatic creatures. The scent of the sea and a tinge of blood danced in the air around the woman. If he had to guess by the melodic nature of her voice, he would say a siren. Being a freshwater merfolk, he had never met a siren. But the legends had been true, a siren's beauty far outweighed that of other species!
Ikkaku had been enjoying herself at the human party. She'd danced with men and women who had gathered, dined on various meats and seafood, and drank deeply from cups of spiced mead. She'd even felt bold enough to do a little singing, knowing her voice far outclassed the others, but at least resisted the urge to use her power to hypnotize them all and turn them into her slaves.
No, that had been her ultimate goal in the last kingdom. Too many coastal kingdoms gained their wealth from hunting her kind. Slaughtering merfolk of all species, torturing them for their valuable tears or selling their scales as potion ingredients or decorations. It infuriated her, even if she'd rarely felt at home among her own kind. She could understand, to a point, the fear humans felt towards her own kind, but the more gentle water creatures didn't deserve such mistreatment.
Ikkaku was far from a noble siren but she wanted to make the most of her time on land. Sending a few mermaid-hunting kingdoms into chaos was certainly worth it. If the lich she was indebted to also happened to gain a feast of souls from its citizens as she devoured a prince's besotted heart, all the better.
Deciding to take a respite from the party, Ikkaku walked to the far end of the darkened lake, away from the humans. Taking off her shoes, she dipped her feet in the cool waters. Perhaps later she'd sneak away and have a swim. She just needed to make sure there were no witnesses when she reverted to her true form.
Speaking of witnesses...now that she had contact with the water, she could sense something in the lake. Peering around suspiciously, she at last noticed the naiad staring at her.
"See something you like?" she purred, fluttering her eyelashes and smirking. It was rare that she got to interact with her freshwater cousins. Yet another perk of her deal, she supposed. Most saltwater merfolk only got to interact with those whose rivers met the ocean. "Sorry you haven't caught me at my best. If the humans weren't around, I'd let you see me in all my glory."
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Sanji thinking about the fruit users but only reaching for robin xd
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15. A quick kiss 👉👈
KISSING MEME PROMPTS. ( accepting! )
It was quick, and Sanji had not been expecting it. It was soft too, lips brushing against one another. His heart lurched forward in his ribcage. What just happened? He stood there, staring at Sabo. His cheeks went aflame, turning red at the acknowledgement that he'd just been kissed.
He blinks, then blinks again. Then the back of his hand was pressed to his lips. Face burning like Diable Jambe. But on a lower heat, blood rushing. He definitely wasn't like that── no, who was he kidding? It was hard enough to fight such attraction when said attractive guy just god-damn kissed him quick.
❝ What was that...? ❞
#ryusokcn#[ ANS ] ── * ORDER UP ( 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘬𝘰𝘨𝘢 )#[ VERSE ] ── * POST-TIME SKIP ( 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 )#( sanji bi panics are going off like a SIREN )#( would be funny if sabo did that 'cos sanji was wearing kiss the cook apron and he just went along with it )
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All Y/N ever wanted to do was sing her songs and be free. Yet somehow, after offering to pay for the meal of a certain boy in a straw hat she finds herself causing havoc through the East Blue.
Masterlist - Next.
Trigger warning: Harassment, canon violence. Word count: 8K
A/N: The only thing I will be describing about Y/N is her hair colour. Everything else you can imagine her as you wish.
Disclaimer: The songs I will be using in this fic aren't mine bc I have 0 creativity. I'm sorry.
Shells Town, 153 Marine Branch.
Y/N, huffing and puffing, speeds walk through the townspeople, she was late for her shift at Food Foo and all because of that absolute idiot.
That little fucking weasel, he is. Ugh!!! just thinking about it makes her blood boil even more. Whatever, it’s her own fault, she should have known better than to get close to Cygnus or any man really.
She scoffs to herself. ‘She’s no good’ As if he was any better. Both of them had their own things, their own faults, Y/Nthought that was part of why they connected in the first place but it seems she was mistaken. And Y/N would have believed that was his reason for 'dumping' her but she has heard the rumours. She has heard the whispers of him charming up the daughter of one of the lieutenants...
It doesn’t matter anyway, she has been in Shells town for about 6 months now, and she should probably leave soon.
When she finally arrives at Food Fo, Y/N sends Ayana a guilty look when the owner of the restaurant sends her the ‘warning’ look.
Y/N didn’t wait for her to start scolding her, she quickly walked behind the counter, left her guitar there and grabbed her apron, wrapping it around herself and muttering as she did. “I know I know. I’m sorry, Ayana,”
“At least you're here. It seems today is going to be a busy day,” the woman said from the bar, nodding at the plenty of marines, most already falling in their cups.
“Lovely,” Said Y/N with no enthusiasm.
The Marines are the worst. The very fucking worst, they are vile and foul.
Ayana hums in agreement as a cook passes a platter of dumplings, she takes it and then passes it to Y/N before pointing at the table on the back. “Table 5, then take these drinks to 11.”
“Got it,” Y/N nods and quickly makes her way to it, smiling at the customers, a couple, charmingly. “A plate of dumplings for you, a couple of peanuts. Let me know if you need anything else, okay?”
With that, she left to take the drinks to table 11 whilst greeting her coworkers with a smile as she walked past them. Hours pass and Y/N continues her shift, ignoring the shameless flirting and other hiccups…
“Here are your pork chops and Oden Soup, and not to be biased but our Oden Soup is the best in the whole town,” Y/N said as she softly laid the plate on the table before smiling at the couple and parroting, “Okay, let me know if there’s anything else I can help with, okay?”
“Yeah, thanks,” said the guy.
“I wasn’t aware they hire about any skank from the streets,” the girl says under her breath before glaring up at Y/N.
“Bree!!” The boyfriend looks at his girlfriend With exasperation.
The girl, scoffs crossing her arms, “What? Don’t tell me you didn’t notice the way she’s parading herself around? Everyone here notices it,”
“Bree, please can you not?”
“Can I not what, Laurent? Can I not call her out for her attitude, huh? Why are you defending her?”
Y/N purses her lips, holding back the words that want to escape her lips and takes a couple of steps back, “I’m going to go now…”
“Yeah, you do that,” sharply said the girl, once again her narrow eyes on Y/N.
The girl simply turns and makes her way back to the bar. She leans against the bar and closes her eyes, a tired sigh leaves her.
“Bad table?” Asks Asimi, one of her many coworkers and friends.
Y/N shrugs turning to her, “Nothing unusual, but today has not been my day…”
“I’ll switch mine with yours,” said Rei, another waitress, as she passed a new order to the cook. “I have the most entitled Marines right now, they had me return their meals 3 times already because it's just 'not like what they’re used to' like one would think they got their swords stuck up their ass or something,”
Y/N and Asimi laugh.
“I’m being serious, Y/N, switch tables with me. They’ll be less dickheads to you thanks to that pretty face of yours.” Rei said pinching Y/N's cheek.
Y/N shakes her head, moving away from the girl's fingers, “Thanks for the compliment babes but I’ll take my chances with the match made in heaven,”
“Worth a shot,”
Ayana places two cups in front of Y/N and points at the group in the back, “Table 3, please Y/NN,”
Y/N takes the cups and walks to the table of Marines. She once again smiles at the men as she sets the drinks down. “Here you are! Two beers for the gentleman’s.”
“Hey sweetheart, can I get another round of sake?” Said an older Marine from the next table to them.
Y/N nods, “Sure thing, sweets, anything else you want?”
“Is a kiss from you on the menu?” Laughs the old Marine earning chuckles from others.
Ugh! Disgusting!
“Not on this one, fortunately for me!” Y/N said as he picked up a few empty cups. “However, If you read the menu closer there’s your captain's number in there somewhere maybe you can call it so he can give you that kiss you want? Hope you don’t mind steel, though,”
The Marines around them laughed and so did the older man, Y/N was slightly relief because there had been instances where the Marines did not enjoy her… sense of humor.
Y/N didn’t wait for a response she simply took the last empty cups and made her way back to the bar. She turns to Ayana “A bottle of sake for table 4”
Ayana nods as she looks for the bottle, and Y/N lets her head fall back. She pressed her hands on her shoulders.
Gods, she hates working. Why does she continue working in this job?
Then, as if on cue, Y/N felt two tiny arms wrapping themselves around her middle. Ah, yes, because she’s a softy…. And money.
“Y/NN!!” Rika, Ayana’s daughter, looks up at her.
“I was wondering when you’ll show up,” Y/N laughed as she leaned down to return the hug. “How was school, Rikis?”
“It was alright,” Rika shrugs stepping back, she grins. “I practised the cup trick you showed me,”
“Did you? Well, in that case, you have no choice but to show me, little miss,” Y/N smiles at the girl, she nudges the girl with her elbow teasingly as Ayana places the bottle of sake on the bar.
“Nooo…” Rika chuckles hiding her face under her hands.
“Rika, go change,” Ayana tells her daughter motioning the door that leads to the kitchens.
“We’ll talk about it,” Y/N takes the green bottle and winks at Rika as she moves to take the sake to the Marines.
A couple of more hours pass and the bar thankfully the customers flow in and out with ease. Y/N was glad that her shift would soon be over so she could finally play with the band.
“Take the orders from 16, Y/NN, then you're off,” Ayana says with a nod at the two boys who had just sat down at a table.
“Right on,”
Y/N makes her way to the two boys, one of them has pinkish hair, and round glasses and the other a dark curls under a straw hat and a red vest.
“Hello guys, welcome to Food Foo!” Y/N smiles at them like she does with all her customers. “Can I get you, handsome gentlemen, some drinks to start before deciding what to order?”
The boy with pink hair turned a shade of deep red, a shade Y/N had never seen very little in her life, it was kind of funny. “Uh… I- I…”
“No need, I want one of everything and a milk, please.” Said the boy with the straw hat, smiling back at Y/N.
Y/N was slightly surprised but nodded nonetheless, “A big appetite you’ve got there sweets.”
“Ah, I just love food,” the boy said, tapping his stomach with a grin.
“Who doesn’t?” Y/N nods, writing on her pad, “Food is the best part of life, I’ll say.”
“Right?!! It’s just amazing,”
Y/N laughed at his excitement, he was like a puppy. He was cute. She then turns to the boy in round glasses, “What can I get you to drink, pretty boy?”
“Uh… a- a water would be nice, thank you,” the bright red was still displaying itself on the boy's cheeks.
“Alright, everything will be ready in a few minutes, boys,” She told them, “If you want anything else, please don’t hesitate to call for me,”
With a last smile she left them. She then went to do a few more rounds, cleaning away the dishes and cups, collecting money and such before she was called to pick up the food for the two boys.
“Alright, here you are!” Y/N places the plates on the table. “One of everything,”
Before she even finished putting the plates on the table the boy in a straw hat was already almost finishing his first plate.
“Thank you,” the boy said, his muffled by the food in his mouth.
The boy with pink hair sends her a small grin, “Thank you, miss.”
“No problem boys, call if you need anything else,”
As she left, she glanced at the clock and let out a sigh of relief. Her shift is over, thank the gods. She walked behind the counter took off her apron and took her guitar before walking through the kitchens, where she greeted the cooks.
“You playing today, Y/NN?” asks Gunny, one of the cooks, offering her a plate of chips.
She grins at him as she takes one chip, “Yeap, and I better see you at least once, dumpling. Even if it's peaking.”
“Y’know I never miss your performances,” said the man returning her grin.
Y/N walks to the back of the bar where there is a small room for employees, to change into her clothes. She put in a bit of makeup, some light colour over her eyes, a bit of pink in her cheeks and painted her lips a soft red shade.
“You look so pretty, Y/NN… can you paint me too?” asks Rika, she had slithered her way into the small room a few minutes ago and was watching her do her makeup.
“Last I did, your Ma wasn't happy about it, Rikis,” Y/N told her looking at the girl through the mirror as she twisted her silver locks in a loose braid. “And considering she's the one I'm renting my room to and my boss, I’d rather not risk it.”
Rika huffs in disappointment, leaning against the wall. “You think one day I'll be as pretty as you?”
“What do you mean?” Y/N smiles at her and pulls Rika to look at herself in the mirror next to her. “You are the prettiest girl I know, Rikis.”
“Really?” asks the young girl.
Y/N stands from the old vanity table and sits the girl on the chair. “You so are, sweet girl,” She takes the girl's hair to pull it on a half-up style. “See? You have the prettiest face, and a pretty smile and pretty eyes… and most importantly a pretty heart."
Rika smiles at herself in the mirror, and a giggle escapes her. Rika was such a good child, so very kind. As she stares, Y/N wonders with longing if she has grown to be kind and nice, she should be a couple of years older than Rika if Y/N recalls correctly…
“Are you going to play a love song?” asks Rika, snapping Y/N out of her train of thought.
Y/N wrinkles her nose and shakes her head, “Don’t think so, Rikis.”
“Why?”
“I’m just not feeling it,”
“How come? Did something happened with Cygnus? Did you broke up with him?” The young girl inquires, her eyes twinkling with intrigued.
Y/N let’s out a chuckle, “You are very noisy, sweet cheeks.”
“I’m just informative,” Rika shrugs innocently.
“Of course, you are.” Y/N scoffs a laugh, she nudges Rika’s shoulder. “Come, let’s go out.”
“Oh, please Y/NN,”
“Nope. How about you go make me something sweet for after the show?”
They walk outside, Rika complaining about Y/N not telling her but the older girl simply ignores her and leaves her near the counter before walking to the bar band.
“Hello, dears, ready for tonight?” Y/N said as she approached the three older gentlemen, they had been letting her play a few songs a night with them since she arrived, always practising new songs on the slow days and late nights.
Duke, the violinist, nods as he takes a large gulp of his beer. “As always, lovey.”
“Never expect any less,” Y/N grins, she moves to the small wooden stage, guitar on hand and her charm full on.
As soon as she did, a few cheers echoed around the bar.
Using a Den Den Mushi, Y/N’s voice rings out through the room, with a charisma and ease that speaks of years of practice. "Why, hello everybody!" she exclaims, gazing at the growing crowd of Marines and civilians. "How’s the day been treating ya lot? Better than me I hope.”
The audience cheers, and Y/N’s smile grows wider and lets out a laugh. “Very good, very good.. but how about a song to better it, aye?”
She launches into her first ballad, her voice rising with the rhythm of her guitar.
“I've been sleepin' in my mind
But now my heart is risin'
Risin' with the tide
Floating on a wave
Buoyed by the sea
Carry me away 'cause the world is not for me”
The crowd claps along, lost in the music and the charm of the girl on stage. It's a moment of pure joy, as Y/N’s voice fills the room with sweet melody and a spirit of celebration.
As she continues her song, Y/N noticed someone in between the crowd, a blonde pain in the ass. It took everything in her not to roll her eyes at the sight of Helmeppo.
Out of everyone, the son of the captain (as he always likes to remind everyone about) was the most spoiled, disrespectful, persistent and annoying guy she had come across in her short years of freedom and best believe she had met some annoying people but no one can compare to the blonde with the bad hair.
No matter how many times Y/N has asked him to fuck off, he simply refuses to. It’s as if he couldn't understand the words that come out of her mouth… honestly, she’s never one for violence but she’s getting to a limit.
“No matter where you land or how far you may fall
You have heart, you have hands
And the highest calling of our lives
Is to find the grace at the very place we stand”
With the final chords of her song, she finishes with a flourish and a cheerful smile. The crowd erupts in applause and cheers, ready for more of Y/N’s enchanting performances.
“How’s that for starters, eh?” Y/N’s chuckles at the cheers.
She gives the crowd a cheeky grin and strums her guitar with an extra dose of gusto. She launches into another lively tune, her fingers dancing across the strings as she belts out the words. The crowd is absolutely hypnotized, swinging their heads and tapping their feet to the beat. Y/N’s energy is contagious, and it's not long before the whole bar is rocking with cheer.
The vibe is electric, and it's clear that Y/N is the star of the show. Unfortunately, it didn’t last long because just as she was making her way to the second verse there was the loud distinguish sound of a sword being drawn and the loud pompous voice of Helmeppo ran through the bar.
“Oh, come on, tough guy. Three swords?”Y/N saw him pointing his sword at a green-headed guy who didn’t seem to care as the spoiled blonde teased. “I only need one.”
Y/N tried to keep going but it was almost impossible when the guy with green hair deflected Helmeppo's attack and easily pushed him down, and soon after, a brawl between five or so marines and the one green-haired guy with… what looked like three swords. The guy fought them with ease, he never even drew any of his swords only using his hands as a defence.
It would have been impressive… if he hadn’t thrown one Marine towards her drummer, knocking him back onto the floor.
“Holy- Stu!!” the band gathered around the man who was under a groaning Marine officer.
When Stu is being helped by the other meme era of the band, Y/N turns to glare at the green-headed guy only to see him grab Helmeppos from the floor and pin him against the bar.
“Don’t kill me, please.” Helmeppos pleads with the guy, showing his true colours. “My father will give you anything you want.”
The green-haired guy asks “Who’s your father?”
“Captain Morgan. He’s in charge of the Marine base.” Whimpers Helmeppos.
“Then he owes me money.”
And with that, the green-haired guy dragged Helmeppos and a sack… of something out of the bar followed by a few other Marines.
“Fuck, am I bleeding?” The voice of the Marine woman. She wasn’t bleeding but there was a big red spot in her head.
Y/N helps the woman up and sits her on a near by stall. “No, you're alright.”
“Hey, Y/NN bring some ice for Stu, looks like he got a bump.” Said Duke.
“Yeah,”
As she made her way to the kitchen, she came across something more interesting… an orange-haired girl taking the uniform off a knocked-out Marine and hiding it under her clothes, nothing subtle about that.
The girl didn’t seem to have noticed Y/N, much to her surprise, until she spoke. “Y’know if you walk out of here with that uniform you’ll get arrested, right?”
The girl jumps up and turns to Y/N. “My boyfriend, he got hurt fighting off the drunk guy, I'm just taking it off to prevent it from getting dirtier.”
Y/N looked down at the middle-aged man with receding hairline and then at the orange-haired girl who was definitely too pretty to be the fallen Marine anything but… she’ll play along.
“Right, well, in that case, let me bring you a bag so you can put it there instead,” Y/N said, she turned to leave but was stopped by the girl. She grabbed her arm and turned her back around.
“I don’t need—“
“Believe me, pumpkin, you do!” Y/N motions to the bar exit which is surrounded by other Marines who seem to have already forgotten about the fight. “And unless you don’t want to get dragged to the cells I’ll recommend you wait for me here and let me bring you a bag, I promise it’s not a trap or anything.”
“That’s exactly what someone who’s planning a trap would say,” the girl with bright blue eyes said, still not letting go of her arm.
Y/N shrugs, “Maybe so, but I don’t have any reason to do that.”
“And you don’t have any reasons to help me either,” the girl replies instantly.
“Ah, but I do,” Y/N got closer to the girl and whispered without breaking eye contact, “Fuck the Marines,”
With that Y/N backs away from the girl's hold and moves to the kitchens. She swiftly takes some ice from the freezer and wraps it around a napkin and then a paper bag. She only hopes the girl actually listens to her.
Why are you helping, you might ask well, Y/N has a history with them beyond her interactions with them in the bar and knows their lack of morals. They are good for nothing and always abuse their power… so, fuck them.
Thankfully, the girl did listen to her. When Y/N went back to her she was met by the sight of a pant-less Marine. “Oh, no honey. You do not want to use his pants.”
“Can’t you just give me the bag and move on?” Said the girl, clearly annoyed.
Y/N sighs as she passes her the paper bag. “Sure but I’ll just say that if you wear his pants you’ll look like a clown.”
“Why do you care what I look?” The girl says ripping the bag out of her hand.
“I’m just helping a girl out, that’s all.” Y/N shrugs glancing at the girl's legs. “Listen, I know it’s none of my business—“
“— you’re right, it’s not.”
“— but whatever is it that you’re planning will be ruined because of a pair of pants. So, if you need some pants that go with that shirt, I might have something that could work for you.”
The girls look at Y/N suspiciously “What do you—“
“Y/N, what’s taking you so long?” Duke shouts earning the girl's attention.
“Yeah, coming,” Y/N turns to the girl with the orange hair, “I’ll be out in about an hour, if you want you can meet me in the fountain just a few houses from here,”
With that Y/N makes her way to the stage and gives the napkin to Stu. “Here! Press it firmly because it seems like you're growing a horn, dear.”
“Quit messing with me, girl!”
After a few more minutes of helping Stu out, it was more than decided he couldn’t play anymore so, they cut the show short. Unfortunately.
So, to kill time, she ordered herself water (Which she dumped a large amount of salt when no one was looking) while listening to Rika theatrically replay what happened with Helmeppos and the guy with green hair, a pirate hunter. It seems Helmeppos finally meet the ass-beating he’s been looking for…. Good.
She should give the guy in green her gratitude.
“And he also said my chocolate cover rice balls were delicious,” Rika blushes.
Y/N chuckles, placing a hand on her head, “Don’t tell me little Rikis has a crush on the pirate hunter,”
Rika blushes even further, she swaps Y/N’s hands off her head. “Stooopppp, Y/NN, it’s not funny,”
“Right, sorry.” Y/N chuckles, and she takes a sip of her salty water. “So, are you going to let me taste those delicious chocolate rice balls or those are only for the hunter?”
“Mom said I can’t do that anymore,” Rika said with a huff of dissatisfaction.
“Shame, I really wanted to try it.” Y/NN pouts.
“I can make you something—“
“You should go home and get ready for school tomorrow,” said Ayana from behind the bar.
“But mom-“
“No, go home, Rika. It’s getting late.”
“Fine,” Rika huffs as she stood up from her seat and turns to Y/N, “Night, Y/NN.”
“Nighty sweet girl,” She said back, waving as the young girl leave.
Y/N sighed taking a sip of her water and looking around the bar, it wasn't her first time working as a waitress but this one bar, she had become accustomed to. It was a nice place, she’s never really appreciated it but it was, people here were friendly, caring, kind… Y/N almost does not wish to leave but she has to, she has to keep moving otherwise the past will soon come knocking banging her door down.
“Y/NN,” calls Ayana, making the girl turn to her. The older woman places an envelope in front of her. “This month's pay plus tips for the performances.”
“Thanks,” Y/N takes the envelope and looks in it. A happy amount of berry…. This should be enough. “Hey, Ayana,”
The woman hums in response as she passes a bottle of rum at a Marine before moving to wipe something off the bar.
“I think it’s time for me to go,”
That made the woman stop and turn to her with a frown. “What? Why?”
“It seems now the time,” Y/N smiles at the woman, “I did tell you I’ll be here temporarily,”
“Yeah but… I thought you’d stay a bit longer, it’s been what two-three months?” Ayana moves to face Y/N.
“Six but y’know what they say, time flies by when you’re having fun,” Y/N grins at the woman who in return rolls her eyes. “But, I do need to leave, Ayana. I’m sorry.”
She regards Y/N for a moment she purses her lips before nodding, “If it can’t be helped, I suppose I let you go.”
“You’ve helped me immensely, I really don’t know how to thank you for all that,” Y/N tells the woman honestly.
“Don’t,” said the woman as another waitress came to give her something, “You’ve been a delight to— what do you mean they won’t pay?”
“I reckon the boy with the straw hat said he’ll come back to pay you once he’s king of the pirates.” Said the waitress.
Ayana huffs, and she shakes her head. “Bring him here because I swear to the all four blue seas today it’s not the day to fuck with me.”
The waitress leaves to bring the poor soul who’s about to get their ass handed today. Ayana scoffs crossing her arms, waiting which she hadn’t had to do for long because the waitress returned not seconds after with two familiar boys in tow. One looking oblivious and the other nervous.
“Hello!” Said the straw hat guy.
Ayana narrows her eyes, “Don’t hello me, you little punk, where’s my money?”
“You see, I don’t have it yet but I promise I’ll come back once I find the one piece to pay you. With interest.”
“The one piece?” Scoffs Ayana, “Who do you think you are, boy?”
“I’m Monkey D. Luffy and I will be king of the pirates.” The boy, Luffy, said with pride and too much conviction that if Y/N didn’t know any better she’d actually believe him.
Ayana shakes her head in disbelief, “Well, Mr future King of the Pirates, unfortunately, I can’t let you leave without paying so either give me the money you practically inhale in food or I’ll have to call the Marines to take you, your Highness.”
“I do need to get inside the base—“ Luffy was cut off by the pink-haired boy.
“No, please, listen is there something we can do to make up for it?” He asks, fidgeting where he stands, obviously nervous under the woman’s gaze.
As Y/N watched the two boys she couldn’t help but chuckle. There was something about this Monkey D. Luffy… he is so unique. So, she decided.
“No need to do anything, pretty boy,” Y/N said earning everyone's attention. She puts a few berry bills on the table. “That must cover it, right?”
“Y/N, you don’t have to pay for them,”
Y/N smiles at Ayana who was frowning back at her. “Call it my last good deed on this bar,”
Ayana huffs, she stares at the Berry before shaking her head. “Keep it, kid, for your travel.”
“No, honestly, Ayana—“
“I won’t hear anything else,” Ayana sighs, massaging he sides of her head as she walks Into the kitchen. “I need a drink,”.
After a moment of silence, as Y/N was reluctantly pulling the Berry back into the envelope Luffy speaks.
“Hey, thanks for that,” he said causing Y/N to turn her head to him.
“No problem, Monkey D. Luffy.” She grins at him.
The pink haired boy walks forward cheeks comically still red, “W-why did you offered to pay for us? It was quite a lot.”
Y/N shrugs, “I’ll scratch your back you’ll scratch mine, right?”
“You want us to scratch your back?” Luffy tilts his head making Y/N laugh.
“No, stud,” Y/N shakes her head as she moves to her feet, she smirks at Luffy placing a hand forward. “However, I do hope you remember my name when you become the King of pirates,”
Luffy takes her hand in his and shakes, “Why don’t you join my crew? We’ll need a musician on board to keep the spirits high, you’ll be perfect.”
Y/N chuckles and shakes her head, “I’ll swallow my own guitar before becoming a pirate,”
“What? Why? Being a pirate is awesome,” asks Luffy, the boy was still shaking her hand.
“Because I have had bad experiences with them, so, I’ll much rather not be part of that life,” Y/N said, looking down at the hands that still shake. “You can let go of me now, stud.”
“Oh, right!” Luffy let’s go of her, “But just because you’ve had bad experience with Pirates doesn’t mean they are all like that, we can be different.”
Y/N smiles and looks behind the boy at the clock in the wall. “Maybe but I’ll rather not find out the bad way again. I’ve to go now, Monkey D. Luffy, it was nice meeting you.”
She turns to the pink hair boy with round glasses “You too…”
“Koby,” the boy informs.
“Koby. It was nice meeting you lot,” Y/N says before moving to the exit, ignoring the cat calls from drunk Marines.
As she walks to the fountain, she can’t helped but scoffs at the thought of her being a pirate out of all things. Pirates took everything from her, in what world would she ever become in the thing that almost destroys her?
“Took you long enough,” The familiar voice makes her head snap up.
Y/N grins as she approaches the girl, “I know, sorry. Would you believe me if I told you I just met the future king of the pirates?
The orange-haired girl scoffs, "Another fool who believes they can find the one piece? Right."
"Ha!" Y/N chuckles, shaking her head. She does share the sentiment. "He seems very determined, perhaps he’ll actually do it, though I doubt it,"
"I'll belive it when I see it," The girl scoffs again, she then seems to sober up to ask Y/N, "So, the pants you mention?"
"Right, they're in my room, it's not ar from here just a few houses down," Y/N tells the girl who narrow her eyes.
"Convenient,"
"You can stay here if you want?" Y/N offers, with a tilt of her head, "I have no problem in getting them for you, pumpkin,"
The girl stares at Y/N for a moment, trying to figure out if she's lying or not. "... Fine, I'll wait."
"I won't be long," Y/N calls as she continues her walk to the space just in between a shoe shop and a gardening store.
As soon as was inside her room, Y/N lit up a few candles to light the small room. She puts her guitar down and goes to the dresser to search for a pair of pants, she did own quite a bit of clothes so it would take her a minute. Ever so often, Y/N comes across the few vials of poison she stacks in her clothed for safety and a few of her modified hand fans reminding her that she has to buy a few more vials just before leaving Shells town.
After another minute she finally found the black pants and was on her way back to the girl with orange hair.
"Here! They should fit,” Y/N said, leaning against the fountain and watching as the girl unfolded the pants and placed them over her legs.
When she was satisfied she nodded before folding it back again, narrowing her eyes at Y/N "Why are you helping me? And don't bullshit me with that fuck the Marines excuse. Even as someone who hates the Marines, you're going out of your way to help, why is that?"
"Is it too hard to belive some people just like to see them burn?" Y/N chuckles, she sighs, stiffing a little as she speaks. “The Marines fucked me over, more than once… I just want to make their life miserable even if just a little,”
“And what do you want? Nothing ever is for free in this life, so tell me. I’ve got berry-“The girl huffs crossing her arms.
“I don’t need Berry,” Y/N interrupts, she shrugged thinking for a moment, “Unless you have a boat I don’t think there’s anything you can give me,”
“Say I do, what do you need a boat for?”
Y/N gazes at her, “A ride to the next town,”
“Fine, be at the docks by 12, and not a minute late or I’ll leave you,” the Orange-haired girl said sternly.
“Deal,” Y/N holds her hand out, “I’m Y/N, by the way.”
“Nami,” she shook her hand once.
Y/N nods with a wink and starts to walk away, “Right, well, good luck tomorrow, Nami. I’ll be thinking about you,”
Y/N thought she saw a smile on Nami but it was gone as soon as it came.
When morning rolled around, Y/N, with her one bag packed and guitar in hand made her last errands, which included saying her goodbyes to Riki and the employees of Food Foo, it was a teary one but it was better than leaving without saying goodbye. She then needed to get some poison…
There is where everything went to shit.
She needed poison and to get it she had to buy it from Cygnus, unfortunately. Cygnus owns a fish shop in the market street but it was a cover for other more illicit sells.
When she got there Y/N was met with her ex-fling and his new and very hostile victim. Y/N knew who she was, the girl was the daughter of an influential lieutenant of the base, and she like Helmeppos made sure to use it as a threat.
The girl was known for getting people she didn't like in jail for the stupidest things and out of fear most people rather stay out of her way or let her walk all over them.
Y/N, in all honestly, didn't care about her but it seems she should have at least been a bit careful because it wasn't even 10 minutes into the awkward and tense negotiation when she was being dragged to the marine base because the girl started screaming that Y/N was trying to rob them. And for what? Because she told the girl to mind her business after being spoken over once again.
Foolish on her part, because now, she's in Captain Morgan's/Axe hand Morgan’s office when she ought to be waiting for Nami in the docks.
"Trying to rob someone, I heard?" Said Morgan, a large man with a steel jaw. "Didn't think a pretty girl like yourself would commit that petty crime."
Y/N purses her lips, "Because I didn't. Either way, I didn't think the Captain of this entire Marine base would oversee the case of a petty crime, which once again, I didn't commit."
"Only on special circumstances. Take a seat,Y/N," Axe's hand told her, and he motioned with his head to the chair in front of his desk.
Y/N didn't move her gaze from the man with the steel jaw, "I'm okay standing,"
Morgan laughs, "How stubborn of you but I respect it."
His eyes shone with something Y/N had seen many times before and didn't like at all. Desire. Shit, she should’ve known when she was allowed to keep her belongings.
“So, care to tell me why were you attempting to rob the fish shop?” The man asks.
Y/N jaw clutch as she held back an eye roll, “I wasn’t.”
“Then why Kaori accused you of it?” Morgan inquires, his eyebrows shooting up in expectation though, to Y/N it felt as if he was mocking.
“Because she’s insane and a spoiled brat,” snaps Y/N, narrowing her eyes at the older man.
“We’ll, she does has the tendency to exaggerate,” Morgan said as he slowly got up from his seat and made his way around it, “Buy still, it’s her word against yours, a girl that’s been in Shells town for around what? Six months? You see how I can’t simply ignore the statements of my lieutenant’s daughter. However…”
Y/N’s gaze didn’t falter as the man stood in front of her or flinched when his axe hand moved a piece of hair away from her face. It was all very familiar, unfortunately.
“It would be a shame to string you up in the yard… good thing for you I’m willing to come to an agreement that can benefit us… that is if you manage to convince me, pretty girl,”
Y/N glared up at him, her eyes hardening as she prepared to send him away but thankfully for her, before she could, there was a knock on the door.
“I’m busy.” Scowls Axe hand Morgan.
The door opened and a meek Marine girl peeked through. “I-I’m sorry, Captain Morgan but this situation needs your immediate attention.”
Morgan sighs tiredly, he nods at the girl waving his normal hand dismissively. “I’ll be there,”
The Marine girl nods and closes the door, leaving Axe hand to look down at Y/N, “I’ll be back in a minute so we continue where we left off, sweetheart, don’t worry.”
Y/N didn’t respond she simply watched him leave and of course, he locked it behind him.
“Shit,”Y/N sighs, still stiff feeling her heart pound in her chest.
She takes a deep breath, not knowing how much time she has until Morgan comes back, she quickly looks around the very… ugly, self-centred office. No wonder why Helmeppos is the way he is.
Y/Ntried opening the windows with all her might but the damned thing didn’t bulge. She tried the door, despite knowing it was futile. She tried and tried but there was no way out.
When she heard the sound of the keys unlocking the door, Y/N tensed as she reached for her War fans that were hidden into her waistband and waited. It wasn’t until she saw the familiar Orange hair and straw did she let herself calm.
“Nami?”
The girl's eyes widen as she enters the office, “Y/N?”
“Y/N?” Calls Luffy a smile gracing his face as he follows Nami inside the office. “Oh, hey! What are you doing here?”
“Yeah, what are you doing here?” Nami asks, locking the door behind her. “You know him?”
Y/N looks between them, and sighs. “Long story. What are you doing here. Is it part of your plan?”
“We’re here for the map,” Luffy exclaimed excitedly as he looks around the office mumbling “woah, this guy really likes himself.”
“No, I’m going to find the map.” Nami said as she moves near Y/N, where Captain Morgan desk is. “Let’s pretend he’s not here.”
“But I am here.” Luffy says.
“Wait, what map?” Y/N asks looking at Luffy and at Nami who was scooping through Morgan’s things.
“The map to the grand line,” Luffy said, a grin on his face.
Y/N blinks, ignoring the bickering of the two as the information processing. The grand line? They’re going to steal the map to the grand line… her hearts starts to pound again but for a different reason.
"Every idiot dreams of finding the One Piece." Nami's voice snapped her out to another piece of important information.
Looking at Luffy, Y/N asks, "You're planning to travel to the Grand Line?"
"Yeah!" Exclaims Luffy with his usual grin, "To find the one piece,"
"People like you believe in something and you don’t even know what it is." Nami huffs as she continues to scoop through Morgans's belongings.
"Well, yeah. Don’t you?" Luffy fiddles with the telescope, pointing at Nami, "So why did you decide to become a thief?
Nami spares him a glance, "I didn’t decide. I needed to eat. You do what you have to, to survive."
"Ain't that the truth," Y/N mumbles as she as well gazes over Axe-hand Morgan things.
"You’re right. Nothing more important than food." Luffy moves around, touching just about everything in his way before he turns to Y/N. "And why did you decide to become a singer?"
"I've always enjoyed singing," Y/N shrugs as she decides to help Nami and opens a drawer. "There was a time when I couldn't, so, I made it my mission to sing all I wish anywhere the sea takes me,"
"Is that your dream? To sing around the world?" Asks Luffy.
Y/N shrugs, opening another drawer, "For the most part, I suppose,"
"Can you all just shut up and find the map?" Nami scowls looking through the pages of a book.
"Where you reckon he has it-"
Y/N was cut off by the desk suddenly sliding out of place, displaying a large hidden safe. They all looked at each other before Nami dropped beside it and placed her head near the lock.
Suddenly, an alarm started to blast, echoing all around the base.
"Shit," Breaths out Y/N, she moves to the window again, trying to pull it open.
"Uh… Do you think they know we’re here?" Luffy asks as he lowers himself next to Nami.
"No, I think they’re after the other thief and idiot pirate trying to steal a map." Nami scowls sarcastically.
Luffy grins, "What are the odds of that?"
Both Y/N and Nami, stop their doing to stare at the boy in a straw hat.
Luffy looks between the girls before uttering with an innocent chuckle "Kidding."
"Nami, not to stress you or anything but can you work a little faster?"
As soon as those words left her there was a banging on the door making the three of them jump.
"Open up!" Morgan's voice rang through the door along with the bangs "By the authority of the 153rd Marines!"
"You need to hurry," Luffy stresses.
Nami grunts, her ear still near the lock, "I can’t rush this!"
Morgan was now using his axe hand to get inside the office.
Y/N moved next to Nami, "There's no time for that,"
"I have an idea," Luffy tells the girl forcing Nami to move as the straw-hat boy grabs into the safe and starts to pull.
"Are- are you trying to pull the safe out?" Y/N asks in disbelief, trying her best to ignore the growing hole Axe-hand Morgan was creating on the door.
"Yeah," Luffy grunts as he continues to pull and pull and much to her surprise his arms were starting to... stretch?
Y/N tilts her head in confusion and amazement. She and Nami shared a look when the safe actually seemed to bulge.
The door bangs again and Y/N doesn't waste a second, she grabs Luffy's waist, Nami following her after her. Before Y/N is aware of what is happening, she feels her stomach rise to her throat. They were falling out the freaking window.
"Fucking..." Y/N grunted when they reached the ground, she felt her side hurting from where she had landed but there was no time for that. She quickly dropped the annoying bags off her shoulders and stood up, shaking off the pain.
"How did you do that?" Asks Nami as she rips the Marine's shirt off.
However, before Luffy could answer, they were surrounded by Marines. Y/N quickly pulled out her two war fans and took a defensive stand next to Nami who was holding onto her staff.
She used her quick reflexes and agile movements to evade their attacks while landing swift blows with her fans. With a quick flick of her wrist, she knocks one Marine to the ground and uses the momentum to twist her body, dodging another. Her movements are as graceful as they are deadly, and she slips through the chaos of battle with remarkable ease.
Meanwhile, Luffy and Nami are in their own battles, each utilizing their unique skills to take down the Marines. Luffy, with his fists and legs, dodges and attacks at will, while Nami wields her staff with expert precision, taking in multiple Marines at once.
However, more and more Marines kept coming. It was starting to get overwhelming. Y/N suddenly felt a sharp pain in her back making her stumble, she turned to fight off the Marine but to her surprise, someone else had joined the fight and sliced the Marine off of her.
With a final fierce strike of her fans, Y/N takes down the remaining Marines and is quick to meet with Nami, Luffy and-- "Hey, aren't you the guy from the bar?"
"The drunk?" Nami added to the question.
"Glad I made an impression." The guy said, sparing the girls a glance.
They turned their attention to the man who had just entered the yard. Axe-hand Morgan.
"The imposter, the pirate hunter, the thief and the prisoner." Called the Captain as he approached them, looking between each of them. "Fancy that. The four of you working together."
"Yeah. We’re a crew!" Luffy declared to which the three others were quick to deny.
"Nope, not a crew."
"Nah-uh,"
"Not together."
"No enemy has ever escaped my wrath. I alone defeated the Black Cat Pirates." As he brags, Morgan begins to take off his Marine vest, displaying his scars from past battles, "I alone captured Kuro of the Thousand Plans. And I alone keep Shells Town safe from the scum of the East Blue."
He takes a fighting stan and so do the four others.
Y/N held into her sharp war fans, hoping some of the paralyzing poison she had covered the blades with hadn't all worn off.
Morgan's first strick was met with the guy with green hair swords but was thrown off, then Luffy tried to strike him but was unsuccessful. Y/N was going to slice his face off but a grunt from Nami stopped her, noting she was fighting the upcoming Marines off herself Y/N decided to help because even if all her impulses were yelling at her to cut Morgan's dick off she wasn't about to leave Nami to fend for herself.
Nami uses her staff to block the Marines' attacks, while Y/N uses her fans to deflect and dodge their strikes. The two work in unison, their teamwork making them a formidable force to be reckoned with.
Nami strikes out with her staff, taking down one Marine after another. Her strikes are powerful and precise. Y/N uses her fans to take down the others, she strikes with precision, her movements fluid and graceful and when all of the Marines are down, Y/N turns to Nami, both girls sharing a look of respect for one another.
"Gum Gum Whip!" Luffy's voice rang through the yards forcing them all to turn to watch as his leg stretched inhumanly before kicking Axe-hand Morgan, knocking him off.
"Whoo!" Luffy celebrates his victory.
Y/N shares yet another look with Nami as both girls put their weapons away.
"Gum Gum Whip?" Asks the green-haired boy.
Luffy nods excitedly as he approaches the other guy, "Yeah! All the great fighters call out their finishing moves."
"No, they don’t."
"Some do," Y/N breathes out, turning to him, "What's your name, Hot Shot?"
"I'm Roronoa Zoro, pirate hunter," The guy, Zoro, said as he put his three swords away.
"And the future greatest swordsman in the world," Luffy added with conviction.
"Well, I'm Y/N. Nice to meet ya,"
Nami interrupted, looking over at the safe, "Hate to break up this beautiful moment, but we need to get this safe out of here."
"Some rope might be useful." Y/N hums, looking about while taking back her disregarded things.
But then, as if it were nothing, Zoro grabbed the safe and hauled it up into his shoulders.
"Or we can do that." Y/N mumbles, gazing at Zoro, impressed. It was kind of hot.
Soon, the four of them were jumping into Nami's small boat. She gave Y/N instructions to pull up the anchor as she unfolded the sails
"Careful with that!" Nami scowls Zoro when the guy all but throws the safe down.
"Whatever you say." Zoro tells her as he continues to roughly move the safe into the small boat, "Oh, wait. I don’t work for you."
Nami glares at Zoro prompting Luffy to speak. "I’m sensing a little bit of tension amongst the crew."
"Not a crew!" They all rebottle.
Ignoring them, Luffy stands on the dock looking around, "I can’t leave without my friend."
"Koby?" Y/N asks as she finishes pulling the anchor up.
Luffy nods, "He should be around somewhere,"
"Can’t wait,” Zoro tells him, "The Marines will be here."
"The Marines are here already." The annoyingly familiar voice of Helmeppos made the four of them turn to him, he was holding two guns up, "You’re under arrest."
"What happened to you?" Y/N, unfazed by the guns, laughs.
Luffy nods, laughing with her. "Yeah, what’s wrong with his hair?"
"Yeah, I might’ve done that," Zoro informs them, proudly.
"Nice work, Hot Shot" Y/N chuckles approvingly.
Helmeppos fires a shot near Zoro forcing a shriek out of Y/N, however it seems that she was the only one to have a reaction to a gun being fired because not even that fazed the pirate hunter, Nami or Luffy.
"I won’t let you make a joke of me. I’m taking you in and handing you over to my father." Helmeppos said, an air of superiority oozing out of him. "I’ll be the hero. I might even get a medal or something--"
Helmeppo's rant was cut short by Koby, who had satisfyingly punched the blonde down.
"Koby?" Luffy exclaims, impressed by his friend's actions.
"God, that hurt!" Koby looks down at his fist but then he smiles, "It also felt really good too."
Luffy swiftly urges Koby near the boat, "No time to explain, but we gotta go. This whole island is trying to kill us."
"I’m not coming with you," Koby said causing Luffy to halt his steps.
"You sure?" Luffy asks.
"Before we met, every choice was made for me. But now I’m gonna do what I want to do." Koby said with determination making all the others stare at him, "I’m gonna be a Marine. I want to help people that can’t help themselves."
Y/N smiles at him. She can tell he has a kind heart which is more than what half the Marines will ever have. She can only hope that he protects it.
"Next time we meet, we might be enemies," Koby tells Luffy but the straw hat boy didn't seem bothered by that.
"But for now… we’re friends."
Luffy nudges Koby in a friendly manner before getting into the boat where Y/N, Nami and Zoro are working to unravel the remaining sail to begin their travel.
And the boat finally starts to sail, leaving the decks and island behind. Y/N looks back at Shells Town, what was her home for six months, half a year, is now a memory. Usually, leaving a town leaves her with a bittersweet feeling until she gets to the next one to do it all over again but now, knowing that the Map of the Grand Line is within reach, she has a new plan in mind.
Find her sister.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Lots of love, be safe.
Divider by @cafekitsune 3
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Wild
ace & jealousy + semi-public
❤︎ portgas d ace x fem reader ❤︎
༉‧₊˚✧ (nsfw, afab!reader, 18+ only) ༉‧₊˚✧
cw: ace is mostly soft dom but switches briefly, too ;) , jealous ace, playful banter, semi-public sex, lots of dirty talk (it's SO good in this one u guys omg.) lots of teasing, begging, nipple-sucking, fingering, hand job, dry humping, dick-riding, unprotected sex, cream pie. (use of: sweetheart, pretty girl, pretty thing, let me handle it, i know what i'm doing, etc.)
summary: ace and reader meet at a party. competitiveness between ace and sanji. ace gets possessive. ace is very confident in his abilities. he leads reader away & semi-public sex ensues ;)
word count: 5,000
tagging: @maddddstuff @bby-deerling @3v37773 @lovelyeddiely @lowkeycasanova @shamblespirate @sanjisjuul @help-i-lost-my-sock
Wild
Ace roams around the room like a quiet predator, a silent authority; so sure of himself, so confident, almost dizzyingly so.
He’s got a keen eye for girls like you; needy girls, the ones who are desperate to shed the weight layers that plague their skin but are unsure as to how.
You want something, and he’s got it.
So, by your side is where he lands.
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With a charisma that knows no bounds, Ace becomes the focal point of every conversation.
He exudes an infectious allure, drawing people towards him like moths to a flame. Whether he's spinning tales of his daring adventures or simply sharing a stupid joke, his laughter rings out like a like a siren's call, captivating all who hear it.
His presence is like a whirlwind, his aura commanding, stirring up laughter and excitement wherever he goes.
You watch from afar, admiring his confidence, wishing you could possess even a fraction of it.
Ace's gaze sweeps across the room, and for a moment, it lingers on you.
Your heart skips a beat as you feel his intense stare, like a spotlight piercing through the darkness of your self-doubt. He sees something in you, something hidden beneath those layers of insecurity. Perhaps he recognizes a kindred spirit, someone who longs to break free from the confines of their own mind.
As you lean against the wall, feeling like a mere observer amidst the vibrant chaos of the party, Ace's presence suddenly materializes beside you. His approach is stealthy yet confident, his energy filling the space around you like a warm embrace. With a casual lean against the wall, Ace joins you, his eyes sparkling with curiosity as he takes in your quiet demeanor.
There's a glint of recognition in his gaze, "You're not one for the spotlight, huh?" he remarks, his voice soft and inviting as he breaks the silence between you. There's a genuine warmth in his tone, a sense of understanding that makes you feel strangely at ease in his presence.
You meet his gaze, captivated by the easy confidence that radiates from him. There's something reassuring about the way he sees you, something that makes you feel seen in a way you haven't before.
And yet, despite your initial shyness, you have to let the teasing part of yourself come to light, just a little.
As Ace's words linger in the air, a devilish glimmer sparks in your eyes, and you shoot him a coy smile.
"So, you're the knight in shining armor come to rescue me from the shadows, huh?" you tease, leaning back against the wall with a hint of mock drama.
Ace chuckles, a playful smirk curling on his lips.
"Well, who else would be up to the task?" he retorts, his tone filled with confidence as he steps in closer, the air crackling with a hint of flirtation.
"Guess I'll have to accept my fate then," you reply, matching Ace's mischievous tone as you tilt your head, feigning resignation. "But just so you know, I have high standards for my rescuers."
Ace chuckles, his gaze locking with yours in a playful challenge.
"That so?" he questions flirtatiously, raising an eyebrow.
"Absolutely," you respond with a knowing smirk, meeting Ace's gaze head-on. "Only the bravest, most charming knights need apply."
Ace's grin widens, a glint of amusement lighting up his eyes as he tilts his head back against the wall, emitting a low chuckle.
"And here I was, thinking you were some shy loner," he remarks, casting a sidelong glance in your direction. "But you're a witty one, aren’t ‘cha?”
"Well, what can I say? I like to keep people guessing," you reply, your tone light and teasing.
Ace chuckles, the sound warm and inviting as he leans in closer, his presence enveloping you like a comforting embrace.
"Well, consider me thoroughly intrigued," he says, his voice low and intimate against your ear. "I have a feeling there's a lot more to you than meets the eye."
Before you can respond to Ace's charming remark, the sound of footsteps draws your attention. Turning slightly, you find Sanji approaching, his suave demeanor evident even from a distance. He leans against the wall beside you, effortlessly exuding an air of confidence.
“Ah, my apologies for interrupting," Sanji says with a charming smile, his eyes glancing between you and Ace. "But it seems I've stumbled upon quite the intriguing conversation."
Ace chuckles lightly, shooting Sanji a grin. "Just a bit of friendly banter," he replies, his tone is relaxed, yet filled with an underlying sense of competitiveness.
Sanji leans in closer, his gaze meeting yours with a hint of mischief, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "I must say, you're a sight for sore eyes," he remarks, his voice smooth and charming. "It seems I've stumbled upon a treasure amidst this bustling party."
You feel a wave of discomfort wash over you at Sanji's flattering words, his charisma not nearly as captivating as Ace's. "Um, thank you," you reply hesitantly, unsure of how to respond.
Sanji chuckles softly, "Only if it's well-deserved," he says, his tone dripping with sincerity. "And in your case, I'd say it's more than deserved."
As Sanji's flirtatious one-sided banter with you continues, you notice a subtle shift in Ace's demeanor. His grin tightens imperceptibly, and a flicker of something unreadable flashes in his eyes as he watches the interaction between you and Sanji.
Suddenly, Ace steps in closer, his presence becoming more pronounced as he subtly positions himself between you and Sanji. His playful demeanor takes on a more serious edge, his gaze flickering with a hint of possessiveness.
"Seems like I've been neglecting my duties as your rescuer," Ace remarks quietly against your ear, his voice carrying a tinge of tension beneath its usual warmth. "Mind if I steal you away for a moment?"
You sense the underlying tension in Ace's words, and though you're not quite sure what prompted it, you find yourself nodding in agreement. As Ace leads you away from Sanji's flirtatious orbit, you can't help but wonder what sparked the sudden change in his behavior.
----
As you find yourselves in a quieter corner of the party, away from the prying eyes and flirtatious distractions, Ace's demeanor undergoes a subtle transformation, his gaze darkening with a primal hunger that sends a thrill coursing through your veins.
The air crackles with anticipation, charged with a potent mixture of desire and tension.
With a sudden, almost desperate urgency, Ace presses you against the wall, his body flush against yours, molding you to him as if he's afraid to let go.
There's a fierce determination in his touch, a primal need driving him to claim you as his own.
Before you can catch your breath, his lips crash down upon yours with a ferocity that steals the very air from your lungs. It's a kiss born of raw passion, a kiss that makes your legs feel like jelly.
Time seems to stand still as you become lost in the whirlwind of sensation, every brush of his lips against yours sending sparks of electricity coursing through your body.
In that moment, there is only Ace, only the searing heat of his touch and the intoxicating taste of his kiss.
As the world around you fades into obscurity, consumed by the consuming flames of arousal, you surrender yourself completely to the rapture of the moment.
Ace pulls away, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he looks down at you with a mixture of sheepishness and excitement. "Sorry about that," he says with a smug grin, "I guess I got a little carried away."
You're left breathless, your own heart pounding in your chest as you try to process the intensity of the moment.
Despite the suddenness of his actions, you can't deny the electric sensation that lingers in your core, binding you in a web of unspoken need.
"No need to apologize," you reply breathlessly, "I'd say it was a pleasant surprise."
Ace's grin widens at your response, a devilish sparkle dancing in his eyes. "Well, in that case, I'll have to remember to surprise you more often," he teases, leaning in closer.
Before you can catch your breath, his lips meet yours once more in another fervent kiss, igniting a fire that had only just begun to smolder.
It’s wild, untamed, whirlwind of a kiss, mirroring the characteristics that define the man before you.
Lost in the dizzying rush of sensation, you find yourself trembling on unsteady legs, clinging to Ace’s strong shoulders, marvelling at the raw, unbridled passion that courses between you.
And as the kiss deepens, drawing you further into the depths of desire, you can’t help but let out a weak moan into the mouth of the freckle-faced man before you.
The sound escapes your lips involuntarily, making a dark blush creep up into your cheeks.
Ace pulls back slightly, a teasing smirk playing on his lips as he meets your gaze. "Well, well, it seems I've managed to elicit quite the response," he says, his voice laced with playful amusement.
You can feel the heat rising to your face at his teasing remark, but you refuse to let him see how flustered you are. Instead, you shoot him a glare, your own smirk forming on your lips. "Don't get too cocky now," you retort, your tone filled with mock indignation.
Ace chuckles softly into your mouth, the sound sending shivers down your spine. "Oh, I think a little cockiness is warranted in this situation.”
Your breath catches in your throat as Ace's lips find the sensitive skin of your neck, his kisses growing bolder, more insistent as he trails them down your flesh.
“Oh, Ace-” you whine, letting your head lull back to give him more access to your throat.
His powerful aura tickles your skin with a newfound passion; a foreign force that envelops you entirely and leaves you aching for more.
"Yeah?" Ace murmurs, his voice husky as he looks up at you, "You like that?"
Your breath hitches at the sound of his voice, sending a shiver down your spine as you meet his intense gaze.
With a nod, you bite your lip, unable to form words amidst the sensation of Ace’s hot lips on your skin.
Feeling your response, Ace's desire surges, his movements growing more urgent as he presses his body against yours, his hips grinding against you in a rhythm that sets your pulse racing.
You can feel his erect cock poking against you with each rock of his hips, making your face flush with heat.
"God, Ace," you gasp, your voice barely above a whisper, "You're really enjoying this, aren't you?"
Ace's breath hitches at your words. With a low, throaty growl, he leans in closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers, "More than you can imagine."
Ace's hands move with purpose, trailing up along your sides until they reach the hem of your shirt.
“May I?” the freckled-man questions.
You pause for a moment, the gravity of his request sinking in as you consider the implications of baring yourself in this public space. But as you lock eyes with the man before you, his confidence and determination to please you evident in every line of his features, you conclude that the prospect of pleasure far surpasses any concern of being caught.
With a subtle nod and a soft hum of permission, you give in to his request, allowing yourself to be swept away by the promise of pleasure.
With a swift, practiced motion, he lifts your blouse off over your head, leaving you bare before him.
You feel vulnerable yet empowered, your skin tingling with anticipation as you await his intoxicating touch.
Ace's gaze sweeps over you, drinking in every inch of your exposed skin with an awe that leaves you breathless. His eyes trace the curves of your body as if committing every detail to memory.
"Wow," he whispers, his voice raspy, "You're beautiful."
His words send a shiver down your spine, igniting a warmth in the pit of your stomach as you bask in the intensity of his gaze.
"Well, I do try to make an impression," you reply with a coy smile, pushing down the flattery that courses through you.
“You're definitely succeeding," Ace says, his voice low and husky as he moves forwards once more, placing a trail of hot kisses along your newly-exposed chest.
Your legs feel weak beneath you as his lips trace along the sensitive skin of your breasts, sending goosebumps erupting over your flesh.
His mouth trails to the fabric of your bra, teasingly tugging on the lace between his teeth.
As Ace's lips toy with the lace of your bra, a surge of longing courses through you, your breath hitching in your throat as you feel your dignity begin to seep from your skin.
“Ace,” you whine, letting your head fall back, “Please-”
With a knowing smirk, Ace obliges without a word, his fingers deftly undoing the clasp of your bra. The fabric falls away, leaving your nipples to harden as they’re exposed to the cool air and Ace’s hungry gaze.
To satiate both his and your arousal pangs, Ace instantly captures on of your nipples in his hot mouth, his tongue swirling around the needy bud with practiced expertise.
“Fuck,” you whine, sucking your bottom lip between your teeth to stifle your moans.
With each flick of his tongue, each gentle suckle, Ace sends you spiraling further into the abyss of ecstasy, your body trembling with need beneath his touch.
“Mmm,” he groans against your skin, playfully taking your nipple between his teeth and gently tugging on it.
It's as if every nerve ending in your body is on fire as Ace has his way with your breasts.
It’s more than pleasurable, but it’s simply not enough, each flick of his tongue leaving you aching for more, your body craving a deeper, more intense release.
The heat and wetness between your legs demand attention, overwhelming in their neediness. Unable to resist any longer, you find yourself unconsciously rubbing your thighs together in a desperate attempt to alleviate some of the tension.
Ace notices your movements, his lips curving into a teasing smile as he lifts his head to meet your gaze. "Feeling a little restless, are we?" he teases, his voice dripping with amusement and desire. "I can help with that, you know."
With a playful glint in his eyes, he leans in closer, his fingers trailing along your skin in a maddeningly slow caress. Your body responds eagerly to his touch, and you involuntarily spread your legs apart.
His hand moves down to the hem of your skirt, sending a rush of anticipation flooding through you. With a boldness born of desire, you tilt your hips towards him, silently inviting him to explore further.
“Mm, Ace,” you whimper, your voice thick with need as you eagerly rock your hips to earn more of his touch, “Please touch me.”
Ace leans in closer, his warm breath fanning across your skin as he murmurs, "Oh, I’m getting to that, pretty girl. But where's the fun in making it too easy?"
You can't help but let out a pathetic, frustrated groan at his teasing words, your body aflame with need as you squirm beneath his touch. “Ughh, I knowww-” you whine, impatiently biting at the tender flesh of your inner cheek.
Ace's lips curl into a smirk against your skin at your frustrated whine, clearly enjoying the effect he has on you. "Patience, sweetheart," he murmurs, his voice low and seductive, "Let me handle it. I promise I'll make it worth your while."
With a soft moan of acquiescence, you relinquish control to him completely, eager to discover the pleasures he has in store.
Ace's fingers slowly and carefully trail along the sensitive skin of your inner thigh, drawing dangerously close to the heat between your legs.
He lets out a low groan of confidence before skillfully gliding two fingers along your slit beneath your soaked panties.
The long awaited sensation sends a shiver down your spine, making you let out an involuntary moan of pleasure.
“Oh,” he remarks smugly, “Someone’s needy.”
Even amidst the haze of pleasure that clouds your head, you can’t help but tease him back, reaching forwards to press a firm palm against the hard tent in his pants, playfully rubbing his erection, “And you’re no better, Fire Fist.”
Ace lets out a low chuckle at your bold move, his breath hitching slightly at the sensation of your touch against him. "Fair enough," he rasps.
As you continue to tease him, your hand exploring the contours of his arousal, you can feel the tension mounting between you.
Ace carefully slips his fingers beneath your panties, tugging the fabric aside to expose your weeping slit.
“Ah,” you breathe out, closing your eyes as you await the sensation of his skillful fingers on your exposed cunt.
With a gentle yet firm grasp, Ace pulls you closer, his lips finding yours in a passionate kiss to muffle your moans as he begins to slip a finger inside you.
“Mm-!” you moan into his mouth, causing a grin to tug at his lips as they meld against yours.
As your tongues dance together, Ace drives his finger deeper, curling the digit to meet your g-spot with a skillful caress. The sensation causes the coil growing within your lower stomach to tighten, stars erupting beneath your eyelids as your legs grow numb.
“Fuck,” you curse, panting against his lips.
“Mm," he groans confidently, taking the opportunity to slip a second finger inside you, “What’d I tell ‘ya?” he clicks his tongue smugly, “I know what I’m doing.”
“Ah, Ace!” you whimper as the second digit makes its way inside you, making you arch your back against the wall.
Ace’s freehand instinctively finds its place on the small of your back, holding you tight as he fingers you.
You revel at the exquisite feeling of fullness, each movement of his fingers driving you closer to the edge of ecstasy. With each flick of his wrist, each gentle caress to your sweet spot, you feel yourself coming undone by his efforts.
Determined to reciprocate the pleasure he's giving you, you allow your hands to wander, trailing down his chest until you reach the zipper of his pants. With practiced ease, you slide it down, your fingers brushing against his hardened length as you free him from the confines of his clothing.
“Fuck,” he rasps against your mouth, “You’re too good to me.”
As his fingers continue to work their magic inside you, you take him in your hand, relishing the weight and warmth of him in your palm. With a teasing smile, you begin to stroke him, matching the rhythm of his movements with your own, each touch sending a jolt of pleasure coursing through both of you.
You feel him growing harder and throbbing beneath your touch, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he loses himself in the pleasure you're giving him.
Sensing himself getting dangerously close to the edge of control, Ace's movements cease, his hand withdrawing from your core as he gently guides your hand away from his arousal.
With a sense of urgency and determination, he takes your hand firmly in his, his eyes locking with yours in silent communication, “I need more of you,” he rasps against your ear, “Follow me.”
You catch the fire in his gaze, understanding his unspoken plea. With a quick nod, you allow him to lead you through the throngs of partygoers, the anticipation building with each step as you both search for a more secluded spot.
“Lead the way, faithful rescuer,” you giggle, giving Ace’s hand a playful squeeze.
With a smirk, he casts a sideways glance at you, "Faithful rescuer, huh?" he chuckles, his voice filled with amusement, "Well, I do aim to please, you pretty thing."
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Finally, Ace finds a secluded alcove tucked away from the main area of the party. With a silent nod, he ushers you inside the dimly lit space.
As you step inside secluded place, the ambient light casting a soft glow around you, Ace doesn't waste a moment, immediately capturing your lips in a hungry kiss.
As your tongues intertwine in a passionate dance, Ace gently guides you towards the wall, his back pressing firmly against it as he pulls you closer. Your bodies mold together seamlessly, chests pressing against each other, as if merging into one.
Ace lowers himself to the floor to sit, leaning comfortably against the wall. With a playful glint in his eyes, he waits expectantly, gesturing for you to straddle him.
"Come here, beautiful.” he quips, “Let's get a little closer, shall we?" his voice carries a husky undertone, desperate for your body on his.
You catch the hunger in Ace's gaze, his desire evident in every line of his body as he waits for you to join him. Without hesitation, you heed his call, closing the distance between you with eager steps.
As you straddle him, settling into his lap, you feel a surge of electricity coursing through you at the contact of his erection on your aching cunt.
“Fuck Ace,” you whine.
His hands instinctively find their place on your hips, pulling you closer until there's no space left between you.
With a soft sigh, you nestle into his embrace, your fingers tangling in his hair as you meet his gaze.
Ace's grip tightens on your hips, his fingers digging into your flesh as he sets a slow, rhythmic pace, rocking you against him. Each movement elicits low moans of pleasure from both of you at the friction between your parts rubbing together.
With a primal growl, Ace's voice fills the intimate space between you, his words heavy with longing. "God, I need you," he murmurs, his breath hot against your ear. "I need you so badly.”
You continue to grind against his erection with fervent eagerness, placing your hands on his kneecaps as you lean back to gaze down at his heavenly, toned form.
"Well, lucky for you, I'm right here,” you whisper lustfully.
And with that, Ace frees his throbbing cock once more, grasping it in his hand to guide its tip to your entrance.
Ace's movements are deliberate and purposeful as he moves your panties aside again, nudging his cock against your opening, slick with need.
As he presses forward, the head of his cock teasingly grazing against your wetness, you can't help but let out a string of curses, your body quivering with anticipation.
“Sh-Shit,” you curse out at the sensation, letting your head fall back.
The sensation of him poised at your entrance sends waves of pleasure washing over you, igniting a fierce hunger that demands to be sated.
He grins up at you and groans, finally rewarding your pleading by slowly pushing himself inside you.
“Fuck, so tight,” he groans through gritted teeth.
With a gasp, you arch your back, offering yourself up to him completely, your heart pounding in your chest as you feel his thick cock inching its way inside you. The sensation of him filling you, stretching you to your limits, sends a shiver of pleasure coursing through your body.
“Ahh, d-damnit” you whimper, eyes screwing shut at the stretch.
In this moment, there's no room for hesitation or restraint, only the overwhelming desire to have Ace fill you to the brim, and so, you let your aching speak for you.
“Ace, fuck, please,” you whimper impatiently, your voice dripping with desire as you implore him to take you completely.
With a primal growl, he meets your plea, thrusting deep inside you with a force that leaves you gasping for breath.
Gasping for breath, you cling to the wall in front of you, surrendering yourself completely to the power of Ace’s strong hips.
“Ace, Ace, Ace-” you whine, the intensity of his thrusts sending you reeling, making your moan his name unapologetically, your senses overwhelmed by the sheer force of your shared pleasure.
Ace looks up at you with a fierce hunger in his eyes as he digs his heels into the floor to thrust harder up into you, "You feel so fucking good, sweetheart."
His praise fuels your confidence, igniting a newfound determination within you. With a breathless gasp, you lean down to meet his gaze, your own eyes alight with something new.
"I know I do, Ace," you whisper, your voice husky, "But I want to take control now."
With a mischievous smile, you urge him to stop thrusting, wanting to ride him on your own terms. Sensing your desire, Ace eagerly complies, allowing you to take the lead as you position yourself above him, ready to guide him to new heights of pleasure.
"I'm all yours, sweetheart," he murmurs, "Show me what you've got."
The power dynamic shifts, but the intensity of desire remains palpable between you as you begin to move your hips back and forth in a steady rhythm.
“Fuck,” the man below you moans, exposing his throat as his head falls back against the wall.
As you move, Ace's gaze roams over your flushed skin, his hands trailing up your body with a gentle touch that sends shivers down your spine.
Soon enough, you’re doubling your efforts, taking the reins as you begin to bounce up and down on Ace’s thick cock, coating him in your wetness.
“God, you ride me so well,” Ace praises through loud moans and ragged breaths.
With each bounce, you feel him deep inside you, his tip kissing your cervix as he fills you completely.
As you gaze down at him, you take in the sight below you: his tousled hair sticking to his forehead with sweat, the rosy flush of his freckled cheeks, and his mouth hanging slack with abandon. It's a sight that fills you with a heady mix of desire and adoration, knowing that you're the one responsible for bringing him to such a state of bliss.
With each movement, you can feel the heat radiating off his skin, filling your pulsating insides with warmth.
You lean down to capture his lips in a hungry kiss, your own heart racing in tandem with his as you continue to bounce and grind on his cock.
As your movements grow sloppy and unsynchronized in your fervent pursuit of climax, Ace senses your urgency and takes control. With a firm grip on your hips, he guides you, moving you up and down on his cock with a steady rhythm.
“I’ve got you, baby,” he groans breathlessly.
The change in pace ignites a renewed sense of pleasure within you, as his actions synchronize perfectly with your body's desires.
Your bodies move together in perfect harmony, each thrust pushing you closer and closer to the edge. There's a raw intensity to his movements, a primal need that mirrors your own as you both lose yourselves in the heat of the moment.
You run your hands over his toned torso, feeling the muscles ripple beneath your touch. Your fingers trace the contours of his body, exploring every inch of his skin with a hunger born of desire.
His body responds to your touch, his movements becoming more urgent and intense as you caress him.
“Mm, Ace-!” you moan weakly.
With each powerful thrust, you feel yourself teetering on the brink of release, the pleasure building to an unbearable peak. And as Ace's movements become more urgent, more desperate, you know that you're both hurtling towards the edge together.
“Fuck, I-I’m close,” Ace groans breathlessly beneath you.
As Ace takes the lead, you too feel your climax approaching rapidly, causing your mouth to fall open in a slack-jawed moan of abandon. Your breath comes in ragged gasps as you try futilely to catch up with the racing pace of your heartbeat.
“M-Me, too, Ace,” you whimper, stumbling over your words, “Please don't stop-”
The tension between you reaches its breaking point, and with one final, intense thrust, you both topple over the edge, your bodies convulsing in the throes of climax.
Ace releases with a primal groan, filling you with his seed as you clench around him. In turn, your own release floods over him, coating his cock in your mixed essence.
As the waves of pleasure subside, Ace pulls you down to lay on his chest, your bodies still entwined in the aftermath of your passion.
You both attempt to catch your breaths, the sound of your racing hearts filling the air as you bask in the warmth of each other's embrace.
In the hushed aftermath of your shared intimacy, as you lay entwined in each other’s arms, Ace's voice breaks the comfortable silence with his familiar teasing tone.
"Well, that certainly livened up the party," he quips, a smirk playing on his lips as he gazes at you.
You chuckle softly, feeling a sense of lightness wash over you in his presence.
"I suppose we did add a bit of excitement," you reply, your own lips curving into a smile as you meet his gaze.
Ace nods, his expression softening with affection. "Just a bit," he agrees, reaching out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear. "Only the best for my damsel in distress."
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Sairen Sun aka. “Sun the Siren” in “Bring me the Horizon” [One Piece Live Action // Shanks x OFC]
“I'm not the type of person people usually stick around for. I'm just a layover, not anyone's home port...”
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hiii
Could do nicknames one peice characters would call you?? Xx
I love you🫶 YES I WILL TEEHEE
Suggestive in Sanji and Namis part but mostly sfw!
I only did the strawhats this time but without further ado: petnames/nicknames op characters call you🫶
Luffy
I think Luffy would pick something really cute like flower, like in the morning when he tackles you out of your hammock to wake you up and he's like "GOODMORNING FLOWER :DDDD" while squishing you(😐).
OR he would refer to your future title aka consort of the pirate king(cocky mf). Even if you correct him like oh well you're not king of the pirates yet he just keeps saying 'but why can't I say it now' until you give up. LOVES when you call him my king or my sunshine, it makes him feel all gooey inside. He likes other nicknames too but those ones especially.
Zoro
Surprisingly a classic sort of guy, he'll call you hun or love, mostly always in private. But if he thinks someone is bothering you he'll purposefully say it really loudly like "oh hey LOVE I was looking for you" while glaring at the person.
Always says it in the softest, sweetest tone when you're alone. Seriously he's like some romance drama lead the way he's sighing around the word when he's holding you close. Blushes so pretty when you call him a petname back even if it's the most cringey, disgusting petname like pookie wookie. Like he'll cringe but still blush.
Sanji
Probably uses almost every name you can think of but especially darling, mon amour and sweetheart. Says them in every tone imaginable and he says them in a very specific way when you're alone, sometimes he'll say them that way in public to fluster you though (asshole🫶).
Jokes on him though because he folds really easily for the same trick. One time you said baby in that tone on deck and he tripped and fell over so... you're the real winner here. He likes to act very confident and he can be but he very often finds himself with wobbly legs around you- he can't help it you're just too fine.
Usopp
Babylove, sweetheart, pretty thing, YES I KNOW OKAY LISTEN JUST HEAR ME OUT- I just think once he gets over the honeymoon phase and he's comfy then he's smooth as fuck. Like this man is fine okay and once he knows what hes doing, he KNOWS yk. Always says them directly in your ear though🫣, he's still too shy to look you in the face while saying that sort of thing. Like he's slick but he's also sweating and trembling while he romances you.
Also he absolutely blushes bright red when you say anything of the sort to him. One 'hey pretty boy' and it's over for his blood pressure, one time he fainted and he was so embarrassed that he avoided being alone with you for a week.
Nami
Sunshine and treasure(in like every single language she can think of). Either says it in the sweetest tone ever or the most scary and she never uses your name unless she's really really scared or relieved (or during the...thing).
LOVES any and every nickname but if you say something cringe in front of somebody she makes you pay a fee😭. Fr 200 berry just for you to call her shnookems in front of Chopper, its mostly because the cringy nicknames somehow make her feel shy like omg you love me enough to confidently call me cuddle muffin ಥ_ಥ how disgusting (ʃƪ＾3＾). But also she uses this money to buy you little gifts and trinkets so can you complain(yes).
Robin
Love, honey or sweetheart. Says it in this cute little sing song voice you didn't know she had and it's just so sweet and enticing fr she got you floating over there like a sailor drowning to a siren's song. But seriously if she's using a petname then you know she's in a really affectionate mood which means lots of touching and kisses!
Her favourite nickname that you call her is 'my wife'. Listen I think she's secretly quite intense romantically so hearing you defend her to someone by going "THAT'S MY WIFE" really does something to her heart. She tries for ages to trick you into saying it again so she can record it and listen back whenever she wants(You give her a recording for her birthday).
Franky
Babe, baby, cutie and probably something really corny like superstar🫶. Definitely the type of person to holler "THATS MY BABY✨✨" while you're kicking someone's ass and it's really embarrassing but simultaneously really reassuring.
And tbh a nickname is usually followed by a kiss, well actually most of his interactions with you are followed by a kiss- Anyways he loves it when you call him one back especially those classic ones like my love or darling, fr he's obsessed. Will absolutely tell everyone what you just called him and if he ever gets hit on he says some stupid dramatic shit like: "Only one person will ever call me their love..." Like shut up😭.
Brook
Dearheart. Iykyk. He finds dearheart is the only petname that even slightly encompass how he feels about you, and besides that he's a very classic guy. ALWAYS kisses some part of you after he says it, usually you're forehead because he's quite tall but sometimes he kisses your hand like some fairytale prince.
Blushes really easily at being called pet names especially more modern ones like baby, gently chides you for it but secretly loves it. It's like those clips of chopper where he pretends he's not flattered by a compliment😭 Brook is fr like "Oh my- please don't call me such things in public" while he's giggling like this:
Jinbei
Love, butterfly, starlight, dewdrop and anything that makes you flustered. He's secretly quite chaotic when he wants to be and he loves seeing you laugh so he tries to make you as happy as possible at all times. Despite how often he uses beautiful flowery language with you, he's quite shy with physical touch so he's stood like 6ft away going "My starlight you are prettier than anything in this world"😭.
Adores any pet name with the word my in front of it. Like my love, my baby, my man, he's just in love with you and he thinks he should be kissing you at all times! Sweetest man ever to be honest.
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Pausing my op marathon so I can watch the movies and other shows while the current arc keeps going 🫡🫡
#also wano was such a thing.... like so well constructed.... so much background.... can't believe i am nearly caught up. this is insane#i am like 2 months too soon. i thought i was gonna spend the whole uni year watching it. well.....#i think dressrosa was good but at the same time luffy doesn't have the connection to the people of the island he has in wano or others...#it is mostly law's story that pulls you in and that's good but i love me my luffy so wano and what they did to get to gear 5.... too good#just saying shit at this point... retrospective i guess....#gyojin island was great to me bc it was mostly lore and i loved the end with jinbe#and shirahoshi and luffy were too good together. rude little man and a big ass scared siren. incredible showstopping#punk hazard was too funny. had a blast and law was a menace... also tashigi my friend tashigi... and smoker....#wci was emotional to say the least. luffy suffered more than jesus but somehow sanji cried more which i loved to see....#NOW i would have liked for wano to be zoro's story too... which kinda was but i wish he had important relationships with people that are not#luffy or his swords you know. but tashigi wasn't there and i think she is central to where his character is going so. i will wait i guess...#goodbye my sweet darlings.... buggy is waiting for me in the title screen of the next episode but i have to say goodbye for now....#i will see you in your non canon movies.... farewell.....#fuck i have exams next week... this is so bad for my op marathon stats.....#talking tag#watching one piece
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hiii, could i request a nsfw w zoro? male (bttm) reader being a bratty siren that joined the crew and holds a rivalry (w strong sexual tension wink wink) with zoro’s annoying and sarcastic ass
╰┈➤ ZORO
🌴 ;; nsfw,heavy make out,siren!male reader,fem aligned dni,male!bottom reader,OOC,shitty grammar.
Baby follow me into the water,,
• when you joined the crew,the crew [specially Luffy] was impressed by you. They already saw siren but not a male one.
•They founded on on a rock,singing. Your melody was your ability you hypnotize people by singing a sweet melody and you could transform yourself into an human cause it wasn’t comfortable to be on their ship with a fishtail.
• you were bratty sometimes specially with Zoro and you couldn’t get along with Zoro for some reason.
• The arguments were like his and Sanji’s fighting over stupid things. The crew didn’t thought much and go with it.
• but lately the fights[it can be verbal and physical] were starting to get a little heated,no it was literally sexual tension.
• you guys started an fight over nothing who ended both of you staring/glaring at the each other eyes with a tension that weighed heavily in the air.
• The first to notice was Nami,she saw how both of you were staring at each other with hungry eyes.[she decided to ignore it💀]
• Luffy stopped the ship at an new island and decided that you and Zoro are going to stay on the ship.
• ofc,you didn’t agree with that so did Zoro it wasn’t a great idea of you being alone on the ship.
"Could you stop being an ass" you said rolling eyes."huh? You should be talking to yourself" he responded sarcastic,making you glaring at him "not my fault if someone acts like a fucking brat." He said,you were offended and angry "hey ! I ain’t a brat" you shouted leaning your face into his you let few centimeters from his mouth.
You both were glaring at each other like it was a sort of competition. Your eyes soften up,but he stills look at you like some wild animal. The silence was killing both of you All that could be heard were your breaths,the sound of the waves.
He bent down to your face, the few centimeters that remained disappeared when he kissed you,you gasped between the kiss letting him to have access to your mouth. He pushed his tongue between your lips making you let some soft moan and he leaves a bruise on your lips.
he took your ass and thighs and lifted you up with his hands and then wrapped it around your waist. When he did this you put your legs around his waist and wrapped your hands around his neck.
The swordman pulled away,a string of saliva was connecting you to him. He went down to the crook of your neck leaving you some hickies. You felt warm and little fuzzy when he kissed your neck.
A tear runs down your cheek as you whimper his name.
and he took to his room and put you down on his bed as things went on and on
author notes,, "sorry I got fucking lazy and English isn’t my language so ermm…😭😭"
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luffy being so insanely obsessed with sanji he was prepared to drag sanji out of the baratie and zoro being befuddled at this blondie who can crush cement with his legs alone he started picking fights with him just to get a reaction
not to be insane but the unwanted siren qualities sanji has *smokes a cigarette*
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All Y/N ever wanted to do was sing her songs and be free. Yet somehow, after offering to pay for the meal of a certain boy in a straw hat she finds herself causing havoc through the East Blue.
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2. What does a songbird do?
Disclaimer: The songs I will be using in this fic aren't mine bc I have 0 creativity. I'm sorry.
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