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Is This Love?

Luffy x Male Reader. Some fluff. 2445 words. Fishman Island Spoilers. Part one, Part two, Part three, Part four.

Desc: Brook gives Luffy advice and he takes it, you feel the effects.

Luffy hums while walking through the halls. He needs to see that face more, but how? He has a feeling it triggers more when he’s close, but that’s not always the case since you’re mostly used to his touchiness. While he walks he unconsciously starts following a tune until he realizes he’s in the aquarium bar where Brook is. The skeleton is playing the violin inside and notices Luffy. “Ah, Luffy-san, have you come to hear me play?”

“I wandered in here.” Luffy says casually while sitting down on the couch, arms behind his head.

“Lost in thought then, yohohoho~” The skeleton laughs softly as he continues to play his violin. “About (Y/n)-san?”

“How’d you know?” Luffy asks while sitting up more, hands now beside him as he kicks his legs back and forth.

“Love is a thing that can make the mind wander~” The notes get higher, longer, like thoughts swimming through your brain.

“Really? I love him then?” It would be good if that was the case and he finally figured it out, it’s a hassle to have to think about this so much.

“Everyone is different, so I can’t make that choice for you.” Darn. “But if your feelings are enough to lead you to me,” Short notes like footsteps come from the violin before it descends into a long low note. “then it’s something to think about.” Thinking again, what does he think now?

“I think.. I wanna see (Y/n)’s face more often. The one where he looks funny and embarrassed.” The memory of your face when he was pressing the fishcake to your mouth with his comes to mind. This answer seems to excite Brook, who laughs.

“Yohoho~! Reminds me of my younger days~” He reminisces on his past romances, a musician that plays with such passion can’t avoid such a thing even traveling on the seas. “You want to see him flustered more?”

“Mhm, it’s funny!” Luffy smiles while he swings his legs more while Brook ponders, the melody following his mind. Perhaps some of his methods could be outdated by now, but getting someone flustered always has the same core elements.

“If I may, I could give you some advice.” The musician offers and Luffy brightens.

“You know how?”

“Of course! A gentleman musician always knows his way into the heart, it’s how you move people with music. (Y/n) won’t be much different, especially for someone he already has feelings for.”

“I wanna know I wanna know!” Luffy nods, excited.

“Yohoho! Okay then…”

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Luffy runs around looking for you, thinking of some of Brook’s words from earlier.

“He’s already fond of you, so this is more to accentuate yourself rather than change it.”

“Axe-in-shoe-ate.” Luffy repeats to himself as he looks for you. He finds you laying on the ground on the upper deck, resting after sparring with Zoro while Nami sunbathes to the side on her outdoor lounge chair. No weapons as to not cause any damage to the ship or to anger Nami, she’s relaxing with her sunglasses on. You perk up when you hear Zoro open a lunchbox from Sanji, a few onigiri inside. You stand up and walk over.

“Hey let me have one.” You’re hungry too.

“Go ask the shit cook for something then, you’re the one who forgot to ask.”

“I didn’t ‘forget’ I was in the bathroom. Plus you’re the one who suddenly asked me to spar!” You’re defending yourself when you hear Luffy’s voice.

“Heyyy! (Y/n)!!” That’s your warning before rubbery hands grab onto your shoulders and a body slams into you, almost toppling you over. Again he latches onto you with his legs looped around your waist, and again he smiles so brightly. “Hmmm…” Luffy stares at your face, you look a little startled but still calm. “I missed you!” You falter, that’s new.

“Missed me?” You ask cautiously, trying to keep cool.

“Yup!” He nods.

“We saw each other this morning though.” It was during lunch, only a few hours ago.

“Yup!” He nods on that too… Doesn’t stop him from getting closer, your noses almost touching. “But I still missed you!”

‘Aaaaaaaa’ Super close, and this feels closer than normal. Different in a way too.

“Can you guys show PDA somewhere else.” Zoro states while munching on his onigiri. He feels a little awkward seeing this and it’s giving him second hand embarrassment seeing you panic.

“Shut up, you’re gonna ruin it!” Nami whisper-yells while sitting up, smacking the swordsman on the back of the head. Their words confirm your thought that this is closer than normal even for Luffy. The things he’s saying aren't usual either.

“Luffy you uhh..” You try to come up with something to make distance. “you’re gonna break my spine.” You mumble and the rubber man loosens his grip around your waist, but doesn’t let go. “Are you gonna stay on me forever?”

“I don’t wanna get off.” There’s a gut feeling in him to stay close to you, and he isn’t one to deny anything his emotions tell him to do. Plus, you get that expression he likes when he gets super close to you, so why would he stop? You try to turn your head away more but the rubber man just moves his head to follow. Your heart can’t take much more of this. This is way too sudden. He’s been closer since 2 days ago with Chopper but you didn’t expect this to continue.

“Luffy, is there a reason you don’t wanna get off?” You try asking him, calming your heart down slowly.

“I don’t wanna get off because I don’t wanna. Now do the face again.” The face?

“What faceeeEE!?” He kisses your nose in the middle of your question, sending blood straight to your head.

“Hahaha! It worked!” Your head is spinning, that’s DEFINITELY new. Luffy’s put his mouth on people before like chomping their cheek or arm but a full on kiss, and a cute peck at that, is crazy.

“Oh my.” Nami puts a hand over her mouth as Zoro tries to leave to avoid watching this anymore, his efforts stopped by Nami’s hand grabbing the back of his clothes. This is definitely too much for you, the closeness, the smiles, the words, and now the kiss, you start to stumble and end up on your butt. He stays latched onto you and when you manage to focus your eyes you see him resting on your lap with a bright grin. That’s the last thing you see before you pass out.

(Luffy's POV)

You went silent, how come? “(Y/n), heyyy..” He pokes your cheek then pats your face.

“I think you killed him.” Zoro says, clothes out of place and expression pained from being forced to stay and watch. Luffy puts his ear to your chest, it’s fast but that’s a good sign, right? Nami finally lets the swordsman go and he walks over to you two. “Looks like that pervert back on fishman island. All that’s missing is the pathetic nosebleed that almost killed him.”

“Ugh, don’t remind me. I still can’t believe that happened.” Nami walks over, lifting up her sunglasses.

“Hmmmm….” Luffy stares at your unconscious body, then pinches your nose and covers your mouth. Your face reddens but you’re thankfully saved by Nami bonking Luffy on the head.

“Are you actually trying to kill him!?”

“I just wanted to wake him up…” He rubs the forming bump on his head.

“NAMII-SWAANNNN I BROUGHT YOU A COLD DRINKK~♡♡” Sanji appears from the kitchen with a tray holding a fancy cold drink, his eyes landing on you. “Eugh what happened to him, he looks like a pervert.”

‘Like you’re one to talk.’ Nami and Zoro think at the same time while Luffy starts to smack your face again. Nami pinches the bridge of her nose at the captain’s continued efforts.

“Just get off him for now!” She yells, pulling him off before turning to Zoro. “Zoro, go bring him to Chopper to rest.”

“Hah? What am I, your pack mule!? Why don’t you go do it!?” He points at Nami with a scowl.

“Fine! I’ll just ask Sanji to do it, he’ll be quicker than you anyway since your only strength is whining so much.” That ends up ticking the swordsman off and he grabs you roughly, walking over to the medical bay while grumbling. Even if he knows it’s bait he can’t help it when he’s compared to the cook. Nami sticks her tongue out in his direction until the door slams shut behind him.

“I would always do anything for you Nami-san.” Sanji says, on one knee with the drink on the tray to her.

“I know.” She grabs the drink and takes a sip, sighing in relief at the cool liquid refreshing her body. “Now, Luffy, what was that?”

“What was what.” He says, picking at his ear.

“‘What was what’ What you were doing, obviously!” She sets the drink down on a table next to her chair. “You even kissed him on the nose!”

“I’ve kissed.” He flicks earwax away.

“The closest you’ve kissed is those gross wet ‘smooches’ you do to annoy us.” Nami shivers remembering the feeling of Luffy’s wet smooch on the cheek while latching onto her to prevent her from escaping. Sanji ends up shivering too, also a victim. “That was an actual kiss.”

“Yeah, I wanted to make him do that face I like! The funny one where he gets embarrassed!” He puts his arms in the air excitedly. “That was way better though! All from a smooch on the nose! Brook said to try to lead into it but I got impatient.”

“Brook!?” Nami yells and then smiles nervously, clasping her hands together in prayer as she closes her eyes. “Oh Gods please have mercy on (Y/n) he doesn’t deserve this.”

“What’d he tell you to do?” Sanji asks Luffy, setting the tray down too.

“Axe-in-shoe-ate my personality to fluster (Y/n).”

“Axe-in-shoe.. Accentuate?” He manages to put it together. “So he gave you advice on how to flirt?” Sanji also knows how to flirt, why wasn’t he asked!? He’s about to be offended before thinking more about it. “Well I guess he is older.. tch. Beats me in experience.” Sanji’s still only 21, a youngin compared to Brook who had been almost 40 before death. More experience gained from being a musician on the seas and he gained even more popularity in the two years they were seperated. Heaven in comparison to Sanji who was stuck on that dreadful island. ‘Dammit, why did I have to get stuck there..!’ He curses in his mind, putting his head in his hands.

“He didn’t tell you to steal his underwear or anything right?” Nami asks cautiously. She doesn’t think that Brook would ever go that far as to tell Luffy to do that but she can never be too cautious, sighing in relief when the captain shakes his head no. “Okay, good. He told you to lead more into it, so don’t give (Y/n) a heart attack, okay? I genuinely don’t think he could handle it.”

“He didn’t lead up to confessing to me, though.” Luffy points out and Nami pokes his forehead.

“That’s different from having someone you already like getting all close to you and kissing your nose. I’m not gonna try and act like I have more experience than Brook, I seduce in a different way too, so I’ll just say to listen to whatever he said as long as it’s not stealing underwear or spying.”

“Okay.”

(Your POV)

You slowly awaken on a bed, sitting up. “What a weird dream..”

“Not a dream. You passed out. “ Zoro says, sitting beside the bed and startling you. Chopper walks over holding a clipboard.

“You’re healthy and your vitals are okay so you really did just pass out.” He seems relieved, Sanji must’ve traumatized him. Your mind wanders to what happened and you can feel your heart start to race again now that you know it was real. “L-Lay down if you’re dizzy!” Chopper says, hopping up onto the bed and gently pushing you down onto your back when he notices it.

“Why’d he do that…” You mumble.

“Who knows. Try asking him again if you’re curious.” Zoro seems uninterested, but it’s more that he’s still getting second hand embarrassment. He gets awkward easily seeing people make a fool of themselves, especially for things like love. It’s what's so annoying about Sanji when he’s all perverted. Hard to fit in too when you don’t really have experience with being friendly or loving.

“Ask him again..” You repeat. You asked him and it wasn’t helpful so wouldn’t asking again just be awkward? ‘Maybe I should just ask him straight up if he likes me back.’ That thought crosses your mind but is shut down quickly. You’re in this mess precisely because you got too bold, getting bold again could end up making things worse. Maybe that was just a.. friendship kiss. Luffy did say that he did it to see your face so he probably didn’t mean anything by it, he just wanted a reaction out of you. …That’s disappointing. The kiss was nice but if it was just for a reaction it meant your feelings were just something silly to Luffy, just a joke to laugh at.

“Oi, you’re thinking something depressing aren’t you.” Zoro’s voice snaps you out of your thoughts and you trail your eyes to him. “Knew it, you’re bumming yourself out. I’m telling you if you’re curious just ask him again, I’m tired of you looking like a sad wet dog.” You sigh and look up at the ceiling as Chopper puts a wet towel on your forehead.

“I feel like a sad wet dog.” You say and Chopper looks at you, then puts a sticker on your face that says “Good Job!”

“If you feel like you’re passing out again, come here quickly or lie down to make sure you don’t hit your head.” He pats your cheek with his hoof. “I have blood bags for all of you so if you have a nosebleed make sure to come here too.” You nod, feeling sufficiently cooled down now, and place the towel to the side while sitting up.

“Thanks Chopper, you’re the best doctor ever.”

“Hehe that doesn’t make me happy at all~” The reindeer gets distracted but comes to quickly. “Ah! Okay go eat something now! You didn’t eat after sparring with Zoro.” Your stomach grumbles. Food does sound pretty nice right now…

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There u go. Took a while to get an idea on what to write along with the motivation but i be gettin it. Just havin some trouble. Sorry not much romance in this chappa i also be making things progress naturally. If you liked it like, or leave a comment. I respond to all of em. Also im gonna stop adding the chapter things at the top of the page. Ill still be adding the Next thing but adding each chapter on every page everytime i new one comes out is a really big hassle especially if links stop working and i have to renew them.

I love shanks and luffy so much im gonna die fanfic isnt enough i need them to become real so i can consume them

Got inspo for "Is This Love?" Chapter 5 and got a good chunk of it in already so once i finish writing proofreading and then proofreading again itll be out. In the meantime have one of my favorite vids

Too many people love toxic people and rough sex and grr and rah and maybe its the soft pure gentle maiden heart inside me but there needs to be more loving sex. More sex scenes that you read and feel warm in the heart and go "heheheheh" in a good way. Stuff where they make love not just fuck but again maybe its my angelic maiden heart talking.

Is This Love?

Luffy x Male Reader. Fluff. 2119 words. Part one, Part two, Part three

Desc: Luffy doesn't know what's going on but he does know that he enjoys eating fish.

Thump thump thump thump

Luffy bursts into the men’s quarters and flops onto his bed, putting his hand on his still thumping heart, “Hah… Hah…”

Thump thump thump thump

What’s going on? Is he having a poisonous reaction? But neither Chopper nor Sanji said anything. “Nnn…” No, it can’t be that, because it happened when you hugged him. That’s it! He’s just excited from being hugged by you after a whole week! He scratches at his heart… this doesn’t feel like excitement though. A scary thought pops into his mind as he starts to vibrate. ‘Am I dying!?’ If he’s dying why did he run away? He could’ve gone to Chopper but it was like everything in him told him to run, to get away. Like he just got caught trying to snag food while Sanji’s cooking or ate a week’s rations. “Uuuu..” He rolls onto his back and takes a big breath, letting it out to calm himself down. It’s okay, he isn’t dying and there’s no enemies, he isn’t in trouble either. It was just a hug from you. You used to do that all the time. You hugged him because you loved what he did. You loved it, you love him. Love.

THUMP

Dizziness starts to take over his mind again, as he shakes harder. Nonono. He wraps himself in his blanket hoping he’s cold but he feels too hot, kicking it off. Too excited, too dizzy, too much! He takes a giant breath and rolls back onto his stomach, letting it out and floating slightly before falling back onto the mattress. This is a mess, this is the worst. Then, a knock at the door.

“Hey, Luf, you in there?” Luffy flinches, it’s you. The door is unlocked, he was too panicked to lock it, but you knocked anyway to be nice. You aren’t sure why the captain ran off, after all. “Did you change your mind about giving me the fish? You didn’t have to run away, you can just tell me.” You’ve misunderstood, thinking Luffy ran because he wanted the fish but left to control the urges. But so has he, even if your voice is making him feel weirder. “You can still eat it, we can’t finish it all anyway.” On cue his stomach grumbles, fish does sound good right now. The captain looks down at his chest, he’s calmed down. That’s it, he’s just hungry, but what a weird type of hunger. Flip flops hit the floor as Luffy walks over, opening the door. “Oh, there you are. What happened?”

“I’m hungry.” He states, though his cheeks are still a bit flushed.

“...You sure? You look a little red, I mean you can eat anyway if you’re sick. You end up healing faster when you eat.” That’s true, but feels a little bad, not wanting to go back on his word. Especially when it’s for you.

“I caught it for you, though.” Luffy mumbles while he shifts in place. You think for a moment before replying.

“Okay. We’ll do this. I’ll eat as much as I can with the others, then you can have all the rest. Sounds good?” This brightens him up. That means he’s technically not breaking his word. He puts a hand over his chest, no quick thumping.

“Better.” He whispers, then he looks up at you and gives you a big hug, catching you off guard. It’s a little embarrassing but you did tell yourself you’d try to act normal again, so you hug back. He buries his face in your chest and everything’s normal.. until you hear him take a big sniff.

“???” You look down at him. “Did you just sniff me?” He looks up, resting his chest on your chest.

“You smell strong.” Weird, but if this put you off then you’d not have fallen in love with Luffy.

“..Thanks?” Could be a compliment.

“Mhm!” ..It was. Sanji was right. “Okay! Now let’s go!” Luffy hops up on your shoulders then points towards the deck. Cute. You run in the direction and he laughs before hitting his head on the top of the doorway. “Ack!” Oops.

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Drool pools in Luffy’s mouth as he watches you eat. Intense, and it’s making you feel guilty for keeping food from him. “You don’t have to wait in here, you know. I can just call you when I'm full.”

“What if someone eats my food?” He’s nervous, staring intently at the fish on your plate.

“I’ll defend it.” Your tone is determined and his eyes meet yours.

“Promise?”

“Yeah.” You hold in your urge to hug him, your heart can’t take it right now, so you settle with petting his head. His eyes widen for a second before he smiles at you.

“Shi shi shi.” So cute!

‘Resist resist resist.’ You clench your jaw to hold it in, but it doesn’t matter since Luffy ends up giving you a quick hug before leaving the kitchen anyway. “Dammit..” You clench your fist on the table. When you look back at the others you notice everyone staring at you. It’s so obvious what they’re thinking, it pisses you off a bit so you take it out on Usopp. He gasps at your fork stabs into his food and shoves it in your mouth.

“Wha- Why only me!?” Too bad.

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You pat your stomach with a content sigh. You’ve eaten a little less fish than being full to then save as much as you can for Luffy, but you’re still content. You want to spoil him, especially when he seemed excited about it. Enough to be upset and run away. “Hrm..” You hope he’s okay being kept from eating. Hopefully the variety of food will make it better. Grilled fish, fish soup, fish cake, sushi, lots of dishes that you can enjoy amazingly if you don't inhale it. You go outside and call for Luffy but there’s no answer. “Luffy!” You call again, now you hear the sound of hurried flip flops before he jumps on you.

“The smell was making me hungrier.” He had to go far so he couldn’t smell it. You chuckle a little then lead him back into the kitchen, setting him down once inside. His eyes widen with sparkles at all the food left. Here he’d thought there would only be a little, but you left so much for him. You smile when he looks at you gratefully.

“Hey, Sanji’s the one who made it, I just left what I couldn't eat for you.” To be honest there’s still some stored away, but you won’t say that for the chef’s sake.

“I’ll thank him later!” The captain yells and quickly stretches his arms to grab the pot of fish soup, immediately dropping it when it hurts. “HOT!” It’s falling! You run over and manage to catch it, wincing when the metal burns your hand. Still, you hold it and set it back onto the table.

“Here, be more careful.” You tell Luffy and give him cloths to use in order to hold the pot safely. He nods and uses them, tilting the soup into his open gullet happily. While he’s demolishing the soup you put your burnt hand under the sink, running cold water onto it. A minute passes and you hear Luffy put the empty pot down, grabbing sushi and putting it in his mouth before he finally notices what you’re doing. ‘Whar happefed” His speech is muffled by the food as he walks over to you.

“Burned my hand catching the pot, but it would’ve dropped otherwise.” You explain with a sigh. Fast reflexes but you wish you’d grabbed a cloth. Now your hand is burnt and you’ll have to go to Chopper later. The captain swallows the sushi in his mouth and stares at your burnt hand, then his safe ones. He’s fine because he let go immediately, but now you’re hurt because of it. He should’ve been the one to put it back on the table, but he wasn’t, and now you’re injured. He stretches his hand to grab a piece of sushi and puts it to your mouth. “Luffy I’m fu-mmphh”

“Get better.” He states and you chew it. It’s good, made by an excellent chef, but you really don’t want to eat more. Still, you can’t disobey your love so you swallow it. “.. ‘m sorry for dropping it.” Wow, he apologized. Maybe because you actually got hurt because of it. He sounds guilty too.

“It’s okay, the soup is good and I didn’t want you to miss it.” You tell him and go back to your hand. “I knew you’d love it.”

Thump thump

Luffy flinches and puts a hand on his heart, it feels weird again. He scratches at it as you sigh. You’ll have to go to Chopper but it’ll burn worse once you take your hand out of the water. Still, you take a deep breath and bite the bullet. “I’m gonna go to Chopper, enjoy the food!” You say quickly and hurry to leave the kitchen before the pain gets worse, not noticing the rubber man watching you every step of the way. Once you’re gone he shifts around uncomfortably. He did love the soup, you’re right. He loved it a lot, but now his chest feels weird. ..Maybe it’s just heartburn. Luffy gulps down a glass of water and gets back to eating, trying to ignore what’s happening. The food tastes duller.

Meanwhile

“Owww…” You’ve made it to Chopper and he’s started patching you up. The ointment being put on is good for you but it burns so bad. You have to grit your teeth when the reindeer gauzes up your hand after.

“You should’ve just let it fall!” He’s upset you hurt yourself over some soup. The doctor would get it if Luffy, maybe even Sanji, burned themselves to catch a pot of food; but not you! The door suddenly opens, it’s rubber boy. He’s holding fish cakes in his arms.

“What’re you doing here?” You ask him but he just takes a bite of the fishcake, chewing and swallowing before a content smile forms on his face.

“Tastes better!” He states happily, casually squeezing himself on your other side.

‘aaaaaaaaaa’ He leans against you. So close, basically on your lap. To be honest you're not complaining but why is he so close?

“Luffy be more careful! And don’t eat in here. You’ll get crumbs on the bed.” Chopper scolds him but the captain just rests his head on your arm, tilting it up to look at you with a small frown. Dammit, he’s too adorable. What’s worse is ever since you confessed you’ve become even more sensitive to his presence instead of less. There’s crumbs on his lips and he licks them to get it off.

“I don’t wanna, my food doesn’t taste as good without (Y/n).” He likes you!? Wait, that could just mean he doesn’t like eating alone, makes more sense. He continues to stare at you and puts a fishcake in his mouth. “Wanna shtay.” His face is so close, the other side of the fish cake is pressing against your lips and he’s only getting closer. It's not long before you have to open your mouth to avoid making a mess, biting into it as he looks into your eyes. Before anything else happens a small voice speaks.

“Um..” Chopper is still sitting there, now rather awkwardly. Even if he doesn't understand what you two are doing he does understand that you’re both getting crumbs on the bed.. and while ignoring him. Once you become aware of his presence you inhale and start to choke on the fishcake, pulling back to cough. It makes the reindeer panic as he turns into his human form to squeeze your stomach til you hack out a piece of fishcake onto the ground. Gross.

‘What a waste…’ Luffy stares at the discarded fishcake.

“Luffy don’t even think about eating that! And get out!” The doctor has had enough, picking the captain up and kicking him out of the office to tend to you properly. Once outside Luffy pops the rest of the fishcake in his mouth.

“Weird.” He doesn’t understand why he was getting so close to you. He just felt like it was right for some reason. In fact, he felt like the fishcake was in the way. That it was stopping him from looking at you properly. He wants to look at you more, see all of the expressions on your face. His mind wanders to the one where you look a little embarrassed. That one is his favorite. Yes, he needs to see that one more often.

Thump thump

This is taking more chapters than I thought.. hope you don't mind. At this point I don't actually know if this is going to be slow burn or average burn. I was planning on putting more romance into this chapter but it just felt.. wrong. So I scrapped and rewrote it. This isn't really my best work either. I feel like i could write this better, make the flow better, but I keep writing these when I'm tired and I'm too impatient to just wait to post it and proofread it again when I'm well rested. Sorry about that.

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people in shower scenes never wash their ass.

" *you helped him wash off*" did you wash his ass? Get in between the cheeks? Letting or just run down ain't enough. If you just washing together still wash your ass. Everytime i read a shower scene that fact always takes me out of the immersion. I have to imagine them washing their ass between sentences to get back into it.

Is This Love?

Luffy x Male Reader. Angst and fluff. I said slowburn but this is more average burn, my bad. 2235 words. Small allusion to Whole Cake Island. Part one, Part two, Part four

Desc: Sanji reminisces on his conversation with Luffy with you and then other stuff happens.

Sanji flicks at his lighter, finally lighting his cigarette and taking a breath as he looks onto the night sea. He’s on nightwatch. ‘Well, I was going to be awake in 2 hours anyway.’ He tells himself, considering he wakes up at 5am. ‘Wonder how Luffy’s holding up.’ He remembers that the captain was restless before, he hopes that wasn’t enough to make him fall asleep on duty. ‘I’ll check up on him.’ He turns and walks over to Luffy’s side of the ship, seeing the rubber man laying down on the Sunny’s head. ‘Is he seriously asleep!?’ The chef runs up to the head. “Luffy! Hey!” No answer, but when Sanji hops onto the figurehead to scold him he finds his friend with his eyes open. Awake, just… silent. “What’s up with you?” He’s confused.

“Sanji, can you-”

‘He’s going to ask me to make him something, isn't he.’ It clicks in Sanji’s mind, however..

“-tell me about romantic love.” it isn’t that at all. Sanji’s eyes widen and he almost chokes on his cigarette. Love? Romantic love? And this question is from Luffy!? “...Is this… about (Y/n)?” He asks cautiously and Luffy nods. That explains it. “So this is why you were restless.” He sighs, not knowing whether to be anxious or relieved that this is the reason his captain’s been acting off. “You don’t have to force yourself to learn about it, Luffy. (Y/n) isn’t the type of guy to need that out of you.” A cloud of smoke is let out into the night air. “He’s probably already moving on from it.” Instead of a hum or answer Sanji sees a frown on Luffy’s face. ‘What’s with that look?’

“He’s moving on so easy? He said he was in love with me, but he’s already getting over it?” There’s an upset tone in his voice.

“Why are you complaining about it?” Sanji’s confused, he knows Luffy to be bratty and selfish at times but like this? “Were you planning to just lead him on?” Luffy looks up at the chef.

“Lead him on?” He tilts his head.

“Yeah, string him along. Keep him always loving you even if you don’t feel the same, just because it makes you feel better about yourself. Not caring if it hurts them.” This is disappointing, he’d thought the rubber man’s selfishness would at least not harm his crewmate’s emotions like this. Even if he’s harsh to you due to your status as a man, Sanji still cares for you. However, Luffy scrambles to get up and latches onto the chef, gripping his shoulders.

“Is that what I’m doing!?” He’s panicked, freaking Sanji out a bit.

“If you don’t love someone and just use them to feel better that’s exactly what you’re doing.” Still, he answers. In response to that Luffy slowly lowers himself onto his feet, looking down.

“Using him… Hurting him.” That’s not.. what he wants at all, but he doesn’t want you to stop loving him either. Sanji looks down at his captain and realizes that his face is turning red. He’s using his brain too much.

“Hey you don’t have to think so hard about it.” It’s starting to worry him, what if he overheats or something? “Just don’t lead on someone you don’t love back.”

“But I do love him!” He shouts. “I just don’t know about the whole—in love thing. I don’t like that he doesn’t smile at me like before and that he doesn’t pick me up! He doesn’t even..” Luffy pauses, putting a hand on his head as he speaks in a quieter voice. “He doesn’t even pet my hair anymore. (Y/n) used to do it all the time but it’s been a week since he did it. Even when I did good stuff while keeping my hat off he doesn’t do anything.” The chef goes silent, Luffy eventually continuing. “He said all that stuff about loving me then just.. left me alone.” After a few moments Sanji reaches up and pets the captain’s hair, but the captain puts his straw hat on his head in response.

“Felt different?” The blonde asks and Luffy nods. “Then maybe (Y/n)’s different.” Sanji isn’t a love expert either, but he has felt romantic love before; and had his heart hurt because of it. “It feels different, love like that.”

“Is there something wrong… with me?” Luffy clutches the rim of his hat, stressed. He seems so small like this, so vulnerable with insecurity. It reminds Sanji of his own insecurities, and how this boy, so bright and carefree, accepted all of it. He can’t leave his friend, his captain like this. The blonde puts out his cigarette and takes a deep breath, speaking.

“I’m not going to stand here and pretend like you have no faults or that there’s nothing different about you. You rush into things, hate doing anything you find even a little boring, and do everything you can to empty our fridge. It’s annoying.” He thinks about their journey so far. “But you’ve been my captain and friend for over two years and I know for sure that your faults are a part of you; they don’t make you ‘wrong’. And if it does, then everyone on this ship is the same, because we’re here with you. Including (Y/n).” Sanji’s done bad things to Luffy, to the rest of the crew, and in his opinion he’s the one with the most faults; but Luffy accepted him. “You told me my faults make me who I am, that they’re somehow all the things good about me, so it’s the same for you. You rush in to help people, work hard on things that you love,” The chef looks away. “and, well, in a way breaking into the fridge has made the crew smarter about safety.” He says with a sigh before looking back at the smaller man. “So if you insult yourself like this then you’re insulting all of us, Captain.” Luffy looks up at Sanji, eyes twinkling with the light inside him that had been clouded with insecurity.

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“DID HE CRY!? WAS HE CRYING!?” You grip onto Sanji’s shoulders, shaking him before getting a hard kick to the stomach and falling to your knees.

“Calm down.” The chef says, annoyed. “No, he didn’t cry.” Despite the pain in your gut, that gives you solstice. “He went silent for a bit before smiling and almost suffocating me with a hug.”

“I still made him stressed, though…” Horrible, bad friend, bad crewmate.

“Stop focusing on only that part. I told you this because of what he said, what he did. Luffy is acting differently not because he thinks you’re some sort of creep that confessed to him. It’s because you’re different to him, yet left him alone.” He puts a foot on your head, talking through gritted teeth “You should know by now that leaving him alone is the worst thing you could do to him. He already hates it when anyone does it but now you do it?” It stings but not as much as your mistake.

“I didn’t know I was acting that different, I was just trying to get my mind off of it and let him forget about it too.” The faster you moved on the faster things could go back to normal. You sigh, you can’t believe you’re getting emotional advice from Sanji. He takes his foot off of your head and you stand up. Still, even if you’re different to Luffy it doesn’t mean it’s necessarily love. It could just be a special care, but that could be Luffy’s form of love. Sigh, maybe you’re just making things too complicated. You just don’t want to force him into something he doesn’t feel, making him confuse his platonic feelings for romantic ones because you gain from it. You’re not underestimating him enough to think of him as some sort of clueless baby, he’s got emotional maturity, but the things that Luffy doesn’t know about he really doesn’t know about. You have this knowledge now, about how he feels, but what now? You don’t want to force him, accidentally or not, but you also don’t know if you can just pretend you didn’t hear this. Especially when you know now how stressed it made your captain and love.

“Did you already move on?” You break from your thoughts at the sound of Sanji’s voice.

“No.. I’ve been trying to but I’ve just gotten more used to keeping myself calm around him, trying to be as platonic as I can.” However much you can be with Luffy, anyway. He’s always touchy but trying to endure that adorable behavior is too much for you to handle right now. “Thanks, Sanji.”

“You’re welcome,” He smiles. “I’ll put away the dishes so go think or something.” It immediately fades as the chef puts out his cigarette and makes a shooing motion before turning to the dishes.

‘I’m different, huh?’ You think to yourself as you leave the kitchen. While pondering you spot Luffy and Usopp fishing. On cue, the rubber man moves his hat from on his head to resting around his neck. It reminds you of what Sanji told you, about Luffy keeping his hair uncovered so you can pet it. He must’ve used his haki to check if it was you when he heard the door open. You walk over and Luffy not-so-subtly pushes his bucket of fish where you can see. Usopp, in return, pulls his bucket to be more hidden so you focus on his friend’s. What a bro. You know how he feels now, but you still end up nervous. “Nice catches, Luf.” When you speak he perks up, then looks back at you with shiny eyes. You talked to him!

“They’ll be tasty too!” He says proudly, though he looks strangely tense. You hesitate for a moment before reaching your hand down and petting the rubber man’s head. His eyes sparkle and his smile brightens as he lets out a happy “shi shi shi”, his body untensing. He doesn’t pull away, look uncomfortable, or stare at you weird. You didn’t mess up. You continue to pet him for an unknown amount of time, the both of you relishing in the feeling, before his line starts to move, pulling so hard he almost falls over the railing. You catch him by the back of his shirt, allowing him to plant his feet on the ground and start pulling.

“How huge is this thing!?” Usopp yells as he tries to help Luffy but is stopped.

“I don’t need help, I can do this!” The rubber man tells him, determined as he pulls harder. The fish struggles and struggles but is pulled up and forced out of the sea. It’s giant! The shadow looms over all over you before it flops hard onto the ship’s deck, flopping around before Luffy punches it in the head, finishing off his big catch. The star fisherman hops up onto the fish and yells with his arms in the air. “I dedicate this catch to (Y/n)!”

“To—To me!?” You point at yourself while Luffy laughs, music to your ears. This is why he was trying so hard, why he was determined to do it on his own. It was all for you. His eyes meet yours, bright and joyful as your heart thumps out of your chest. Is he courting you!? Is this courting!?

“I don’t think (Y/n) can eat all of this before it goes bad.” Chopper points out with a hoof on the fish’s scales. Sanji comes out of the kitchen and spots the fish.

“That was the rocking, I’ll have to get working on this.” He says while studying the new ingredient, but the captain shakes his head.

“I’ll do it.” He states, still determined.

“As if! You’d ruin the whole thing!”

“But I caught it for (Y/n)!” Luffy whines and Sanji looks at you.

“For him?” He puts together what’s going on and sighs. “Idiot, how do you expect him to eat it if you make it inedible. Just let me cook it.”

“No! I’ll do it!” He really isn’t relenting.

“Luffy I can’t eat this whole thing, and Sanji can cook it for everyone.” The captain still pouts. “I’ll eat most of it,” You climb up onto the fish and reach your arms out, pulling Luffy into a hug and his eyes widen. “Thank you for catching it for me, I love it.” The captain’s eyes widen and something starts to happen, his face gets hot and he can feel his heart thumping. When you pull away to talk to Sanji about the catch he still feels weird.

“???” “?” He’s dizzy, looking at his hands while confusion fills his head. What’s going on? Did pulling the fish make him tired?? Is it poisonous? But neither Sanji nor Chopper said anything about it. Weird weird weird! You feel a rush of wind as Luffy runs past you, bursting into the ship and past Robin who notices his red face before he’s gone.

“Oh my.” She says with a giggle as she walks out onto the deck.

“Whuh?” You stand there confused. Did he have to piss or something? Robin looks at you, a knowing smile on her face. It seems she doesn’t have to worry so much after all.

There you go chat, pretty gangster right? I was p stumped on it at first after getting the Sanji part done but then got some spark and kept writing. The captain's cute, right? Leave a comment about how adorable the Lufster is if you agree.

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I said slowburn but im realizing that slowburn is much slower than i thought maybe this is medium burn. Average burn.

Is This Love?

Luffy x male reader. Angst(?) Slowburn still. 1703 words Part one

Desc: You confessed to Luffy and he tries to find out what it means to him.

You’ve started sleeping in the men’s quarter’s again. It was hard to get some sleep at first, but life at sea is tiring, especially with the occasional marine attack and random weather conditions. Your body will shut itself down eventually. Unfortunately, someone else isn’t having much luck tonight.

“Hnnnnnnnn..”

Rustle

“Hrrrmmmmmmm”

Rustle rustle

“Hnnnnngaahh!” Luffy sits up quickly, his arms in the air. “Can’t sleep.” A shoe is thrown at his head by Sanji. “Ow!”

“Then go outside instead of bringing us into it!” The chef barks while the rubber man rubs his head. He pouts while getting up, making his way out onto the deck.

“waaatchhhh… night watchh.. heheheh. As if I even need to. Who would even dare approach the ship of the GREAT Captain Us-”

“Usopp.” The sniper feels a hand on his shoulder.

“EEAAAAAAHHH!” He screams and bursts into tears, ready to plead for his life before realizing it’s just his friend. “Oh. Luffy.” He has a hand on his chest, quickly pretending nothing happened. “Why are you up?”

“Wh- What happened!? Did you scream!?” A large muscular human reindeer runs over. “Luffy?” Fwoosh, back to small.

“I scared a bird, that’s all. I already took care of it.” The captain tries to open his mouth but is quickly shushed by Usopp. “You couldn’t sleep, right? Why?”

“(Y/n) sleeps back in his bed now but he still doesn't talk like before.” Changing the subject works, why wouldn’t it.

“Like before?” The two crewmates ask.

“Yeah like, he doesn’t.. look at me, the same. Like it’s… different. Not as warm.” He wracks his brain to explain, making weird hand signals because he can’t translate his thoughts into words he knows properly.

“Loving? Caring? Like you’re the only thing that matters in this unforgiving world?” Usopp finishes and Luffy nods, similar enough. He hums while nodding, eyes closed with a hand on his chin.

“Seems like he fell out of love with you.” The sniper states after a bit of fake pondering for dramatic effect.

“Out of love?” Chopper and Luffy ask before Usopp nods.

“I mean, you rejected him, right? Even outed his feelings in front of all of us, sounds like he just moved on. Let the feelings fade out into the wind.” He explains while the doctor nods. Luffy’s brain goes empty-er as he lets how he feels translate into thoughts,

“I didn’t reject him” and out through his mouth. The two previously chatting teens stop.

“You didn’t?” They ask and Luffy shakes his head.

“I just called him weird, then he didn’t say anything else.”

…

Is that not a rejection?

“Is that not a rejection?” That’s what I said. Usopp furrows his brows, trying to see through his friend’s eyes. “Did you also stay silent?”

“I didn’t know what else to say.” The sniper hums, he would definitely start ugly sobbing if someone he was in love with did that to him.

“You could’ve said, ‘Thank you for your feelings, I do not feel the same way.’ If he continues then scold him.” Chopper says with a hoof on his chest. Very kind. “Or kick him off a mountain.” Two different parents taught him two different things.

“That could kill someone..” Usopp points out, slightly concerned. Chopper nods.

“If they survive they ask for your help and then you have a new customer/patient.” What did Dr. Kureha teach him? The long nosed man stares at Chopper in concern and shock before Luffy speaks.

“I don’t wanna do that.”

“Well yeah he’s still our friend, kicking him off a mountain is a bit mu-”

“I mean, I don’t wanna lie.” He clarifies and Usopp stares at his friend, lips jutted out still from being interrupted.

“Lie?” The small reindeer asks instead and the captain nods.

“I do have feelings for him. I just.” Luffy motions at his chest, “Just…” This is why he couldn’t sleep. “I don’t know what love like that is. Being in love. He’s in love with me and I love him but I don’t know what my love is if he feels like that.” Luffy feels platonic love easily, he feels joy and happy and angry all very easily. Even something like excitement from a woman’s chest he can feel via living through Usopp, but romantic love he doesn’t know a lick about feeling. Passion and smooching, hugging and holding hands, staring into each other's eyes. You could do that all with a friend, mostly, so what’s the actual difference? It’s not like lust is the difference either since people do stuff without loving each other all the time.

“Romantic love…” Hiriluk loved Drum Island and Dr. Kureha loved having fun. “Romantic love is having big antlers and sturdy fur.” Chopper reverts to what he learned when he was a wee baby. Luffy rubs his own head, no antlers. In response to his captain’s confusion, Usopp speaks confidently.

“It’s okay. They call me Captain of Love Usopp for a reason!” He strikes a pose and Chopper claps. “Love is like the warm sun on a snowy day, a ray of light peeking through storm clouds, an oasis in a desert. It’s the light at the end of a tunnel.” A lot of metaphors, but not a lot of actual explanation. It’s not doing much good, though Chopper at least seems into it. The rubber man isn’t as interested though, realizing this isn’t answering much of his questions. He looks down.

“I don’t want (Y/n) to be out of love with me if he’s like this because he doesn’t love me romantically anymore.” Luffy mumbles to himself, deciding to go to the restroom. Maybe that’ll help.

“Amorrr is- Luffy? Where’d he go?” Usopp looks around, realizing he’s gone. He looks down at Chopper, who’s expecting more. The sniper clears his throat and continues. “Love is like!” You get the point. Chopper doesn’t know about romantic love much, even as a reindeer. They don’t usually love romantically to mate, while both Hiriluk and Dr. Kureha were interested in their medical endeavors and danger. As for Usopp, he’d been on the same island all of his life always focusing on other things to ever truly register romantic love. His sick mother, her death, then trying to become a brave warrior of the sea. No parents to teach him either. His assumption was it would be figured out once on the ocean, being surrounded by lovers and admirers all the time. Neither of them can help Luffy, at least not in the way he needs.

So what does Luffy need? He doesn’t know, and neither do they. So he goes to the restroom.

“Love…” Luffy says while sitting on the toilet, not going or anything, just for thinking. “Loovvee. Loav.” Repeating it isn’t helping, “Louuvee, loaf.” though it is cheering him up. “Shi shi shi!” He laughs a bit, then stands up. This didn’t give any answers, but he won’t stress about it. Things will work out eventually. Luffy splashes water and soap on his hands, dries them off, then leaves the restroom. He goes back to the men’s quarters. Before going back to his own bed he stops by yours. “...” He crouches down and stares at you. “..luv.” A small mumble before flopping onto his mattress. His heart and mind feels clearer.

Meanwhile, your eyes open, what was that about?

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‘Why’d he just stare at me? Or maybe he wasn’t? My eyes weren’t open but I definitely felt his body heat and breath.’ You think to yourself as you poke at your food with a scowl, finally taking a bite out of it.

“Luffy’s gonna steal it if you don’t eat in time.” Nami tells you, pointing to your plate with her fork. On cue, the captain tries to reach for her food, hand smacked away before he could grab anything. No time for thinking during breakfast, but you’re on dish duty today. That should give you a chance to think.

“Hey.” A voice says behind you and you almost drop the plate you’re rinsing off. It’s Sanji. “So… about you and Luffy.” He starts, looking awkward. “You’re really in love with that id- with him?” He’d like to insult Luffy but feels it’s not the time.

“Way to bring it up again.” You grumble, placing the last dish to dry.

“Did he reject you?”

“Yeah, obviously. Don’t know what I expected to happen.” You don’t really feel like talking about it but he’s asking so you answer.

“Are you sure?” The chef asks and you look back at him, irritated.

“Hell you mean ‘are you sure?’ I’m pretty sure, dude.” Your eyes glare at him. “He called me weird and acts like I’m a specimen now.” Your sass makes Sanji frown back.

“I’m trying to help you, dumbass. Luffy’s not like other people. What you think might be a rejection can be something else entirely. He could say someone has a strong smell and consider it a compliment.” He lights a cigarette, annoyed at the attitude. “You could’ve read him wrong.” It’s a bittersweet thought that you just misunderstood.

“Even if I did misunderstand, so what? It’ll still mean a rejection, just in his own way.” You’re too stressed to talk about this. You were already trying to move on.

“He asked me about love yesterday.” Your eyes widen. “Usopp and Chopper said the same thing happened the day before.” Sanji says after taking a breath of his cigarette, blowing the smoke out the window. “That’s what I mean, but if you’re going to be a dick about it-” He leans into your face “-I don’t have to tell you anything.” He says mockingly.

‘Asshole.’ Though you were mean first, technically. Still, you really want to know the details. You clench your jaw, then speak. “I’m sorry for being an ass, tell me.”

“Huh? What’d you say? Tell you what?” He puts a cupped hand to his ear.

“Tell me more about what Luffy asked you.” He continues to stare at you until you sigh. “Please.” That gets a satisfied smirk out of him.

“Should’ve just said so.” You hold in your anger so he can continue. “What Luffy asked me…”

Cliffhanger wooaaaAAOoah. But still, theres another chappa. I already had a good portion of this one finished but the next one will prob take longer. Also my bad if this one was more comedic than you would like, all of my stuff ends up having a moment like that, plus moments with Usopp always tend to be unserious. I thought about not posting this immediately after it was done to space stuff out but.. nah. Not my style ig. Comment if you want, idk. Havent done slow burn in a long and by a while i mean years and also only like 2 or 3 times.

Is This Love?

Luffy x male reader. Angst(?) Slowburn still. 1703 words Part one, Part three, Part four

Desc: You confessed to Luffy and he tries to find out what it means to him.

You’ve started sleeping in the men’s quarter’s again. It was hard to get some sleep at first, but life at sea is tiring, especially with the occasional marine attack and random weather conditions. Your body will shut itself down eventually. Unfortunately, someone else isn’t having much luck tonight.

“Hnnnnnnnn..”

Rustle

“Hrrrmmmmmmm”

Rustle rustle

“Hnnnnngaahh!” Luffy sits up quickly, his arms in the air. “Can’t sleep.” A shoe is thrown at his head by Sanji. “Ow!”

“Then go outside instead of bringing us into it!” The chef barks while the rubber man rubs his head. He pouts while getting up, making his way out onto the deck.

“waaatchhhh… night watchh.. heheheh. As if I even need to. Who would even dare approach the ship of the GREAT Captain Us-”

“Usopp.” The sniper feels a hand on his shoulder.

“EEAAAAAAHHH!” He screams and bursts into tears, ready to plead for his life before realizing it’s just his friend. “Oh. Luffy.” He has a hand on his chest, quickly pretending nothing happened. “Why are you up?”

“Wh- What happened!? Did you scream!?” A large muscular human reindeer runs over. “Luffy?” Fwoosh, back to small.

“I scared a bird, that’s all. I already took care of it.” The captain tries to open his mouth but is quickly shushed by Usopp. “You couldn’t sleep, right? Why?”

“(Y/n) sleeps back in his bed now but he still doesn't talk like before.” Changing the subject works, why wouldn’t it.

“Like before?” The two crewmates ask.

“Yeah like, he doesn’t.. look at me, the same. Like it’s… different. Not as warm.” He wracks his brain to explain, making weird hand signals because he can’t translate his thoughts into words he knows properly.

“Loving? Caring? Like you’re the only thing that matters in this unforgiving world?” Usopp finishes and Luffy nods, similar enough. He hums while nodding, eyes closed with a hand on his chin.

“Seems like he fell out of love with you.” The sniper states after a bit of fake pondering for dramatic effect.

“Out of love?” Chopper and Luffy ask before Usopp nods.

“I mean, you rejected him, right? Even outed his feelings in front of all of us, sounds like he just moved on. Let the feelings fade out into the wind.” He explains while the doctor nods. Luffy’s brain goes empty-er as he lets how he feels translate into thoughts,

“I didn’t reject him” and out through his mouth. The two previously chatting teens stop.

“You didn’t?” They ask and Luffy shakes his head.

“I just called him weird, then he didn’t say anything else.”

…

Is that not a rejection?

“Is that not a rejection?” That’s what I said. Usopp furrows his brows, trying to see through his friend’s eyes. “Did you also stay silent?”

“I didn’t know what else to say.” The sniper hums, he would definitely start ugly sobbing if someone he was in love with did that to him.

“You could’ve said, ‘Thank you for your feelings, I do not feel the same way.’ If he continues then scold him.” Chopper says with a hoof on his chest. Very kind. “Or kick him off a mountain.” Two different parents taught him two different things.

“That could kill someone..” Usopp points out, slightly concerned. Chopper nods.

“If they survive they ask for your help and then you have a new customer/patient.” What did Dr. Kureha teach him? The long nosed man stares at Chopper in concern and shock before Luffy speaks.

“I don’t wanna do that.”

“Well yeah he’s still our friend, kicking him off a mountain is a bit mu-”

“I mean, I don’t wanna lie.” He clarifies and Usopp stares at his friend, lips jutted out still from being interrupted.

“Lie?” The small reindeer asks instead and the captain nods.

“I do have feelings for him. I just.” Luffy motions at his chest, “Just…” This is why he couldn’t sleep. “I don’t know what love like that is. Being in love. He’s in love with me and I love him but I don’t know what my love is if he feels like that.” Luffy feels platonic love easily, he feels joy and happy and angry all very easily. Even something like excitement from a woman’s chest he can feel via living through Usopp, but romantic love he doesn’t know a lick about feeling. Passion and smooching, hugging and holding hands, staring into each other's eyes. You could do that all with a friend, mostly, so what’s the actual difference? It’s not like lust is the difference either since people do stuff without loving each other all the time.

“Romantic love…” Hiriluk loved Drum Island and Dr. Kureha loved having fun. “Romantic love is having big antlers and sturdy fur.” Chopper reverts to what he learned when he was a wee baby. Luffy rubs his own head, no antlers. In response to his captain’s confusion, Usopp speaks confidently.

“It’s okay. They call me Captain of Love Usopp for a reason!” He strikes a pose and Chopper claps. “Love is like the warm sun on a snowy day, a ray of light peeking through storm clouds, an oasis in a desert. It’s the light at the end of a tunnel.” A lot of metaphors, but not a lot of actual explanation. It’s not doing much good, though Chopper at least seems into it. The rubber man isn’t as interested though, realizing this isn’t answering much of his questions. He looks down.

“I don’t want (Y/n) to be out of love with me if he’s like this because he doesn’t love me romantically anymore.” Luffy mumbles to himself, deciding to go to the restroom. Maybe that’ll help.

“Amorrr is- Luffy? Where’d he go?” Usopp looks around, realizing he’s gone. He looks down at Chopper, who’s expecting more. The sniper clears his throat and continues. “Love is like!” You get the point. Chopper doesn’t know about romantic love much, even as a reindeer. They don’t usually love romantically to mate, while both Hiriluk and Dr. Kureha were interested in their medical endeavors and danger. As for Usopp, he’d been on the same island all of his life always focusing on other things to ever truly register romantic love. His sick mother, her death, then trying to become a brave warrior of the sea. No parents to teach him either. His assumption was it would be figured out once on the ocean, being surrounded by lovers and admirers all the time. Neither of them can help Luffy, at least not in the way he needs.

So what does Luffy need? He doesn’t know, and neither do they. So he goes to the restroom.

“Love…” Luffy says while sitting on the toilet, not going or anything, just for thinking. “Loovvee. Loav.” Repeating it isn’t helping, “Louuvee, loaf.” though it is cheering him up. “Shi shi shi!” He laughs a bit, then stands up. This didn’t give any answers, but he won’t stress about it. Things will work out eventually. Luffy splashes water and soap on his hands, dries them off, then leaves the restroom. He goes back to the men’s quarters. Before going back to his own bed he stops by yours. “...” He crouches down and stares at you. “..luv.” A small mumble before flopping onto his mattress. His heart and mind feels clearer.

Meanwhile, your eyes open, what was that about?

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‘Why’d he just stare at me? Or maybe he wasn’t? My eyes weren’t open but I definitely felt his body heat and breath.’ You think to yourself as you poke at your food with a scowl, finally taking a bite out of it.

“Luffy’s gonna steal it if you don’t eat in time.” Nami tells you, pointing to your plate with her fork. On cue, the captain tries to reach for her food, hand smacked away before he could grab anything. No time for thinking during breakfast, but you’re on dish duty today. That should give you a chance to think.

“Hey.” A voice says behind you and you almost drop the plate you’re rinsing off. It’s Sanji. “So… about you and Luffy.” He starts, looking awkward. “You’re really in love with that id- with him?” He’d like to insult Luffy but feels it’s not the time.

“Way to bring it up again.” You grumble, placing the last dish to dry.

“Did he reject you?”

“Yeah, obviously. Don’t know what I expected to happen.” You don’t really feel like talking about it but he’s asking so you answer.

“Are you sure?” The chef asks and you look back at him, irritated.

“Hell you mean ‘are you sure?’ I’m pretty sure, dude.” Your eyes glare at him. “He called me weird and acts like I’m a specimen now.” Your sass makes Sanji frown back.

“I’m trying to help you, dumbass. Luffy’s not like other people. What you think might be a rejection can be something else entirely. He could say someone has a strong smell and consider it a compliment.” He lights a cigarette, annoyed at the attitude. “You could’ve read him wrong.” It’s a bittersweet thought that you just misunderstood.

“Even if I did misunderstand, so what? It’ll still mean a rejection, just in his own way.” You’re too stressed to talk about this. You were already trying to move on.

“He asked me about love yesterday.” Your eyes widen. “Usopp and Chopper said the same thing happened the day before.” Sanji says after taking a breath of his cigarette, blowing the smoke out the window. “That’s what I mean, but if you’re going to be a dick about it-” He leans into your face “-I don’t have to tell you anything.” He says mockingly.

‘Asshole.’ Though you were mean first, technically. Still, you really want to know the details. You clench your jaw, then speak. “I’m sorry for being an ass, tell me.”

“Huh? What’d you say? Tell you what?” He puts a cupped hand to his ear.

“Tell me more about what Luffy asked you.” He continues to stare at you until you sigh. “Please.” That gets a satisfied smirk out of him.

“Should’ve just said so.” You hold in your anger so he can continue. “What Luffy asked me…”

Cliffhanger wooaaaAAOoah. But still, theres another chappa. I already had a good portion of this one finished but the next one will prob take longer. Also my bad if this one was more comedic than you would like, all of my stuff ends up having a moment like that, plus moments with Usopp always tend to be unserious. I thought about not posting this immediately after it was done to space stuff out but.. nah. Not my style ig. Comment if you want, idk. Havent done slow burn in a long and by a while i mean years and also only like 2 or 3 times.

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I realized a post i worked pretty hard on, and im proud of, Roots Of Suffering, kinda flopped. Though tbf i did write it near the start of my writing journey on tumblr. Still, it might be because I wrote it all at once and its over 5000 words all in one chapter. Not much, but also i know tumblr prefers smaller chapters. So I thought about breaking it up so it's multi chapter, 2 or so, so people dont feel as intimidated to read it all at once. That way they can read one part, then another later without losing their place. Should i repost it to do that or just keep it the way it is as a one shot?

Is This Love?

Luffy x Male Reader. Angst. Post Jinbe. 1919 words. Slow-ish burn. Part two, Part three, Part four

Desc: You confess to Luffy then go through the aftermath of what you did.

Late at night, under the stars, and sleep deprived.

“Luffy?”

“Hm?”

“I think I’m in love with you.”

That is how this started. A sudden confession under these conditions while Luffy was on watch duty and you stayed with him since you couldn’t sleep. Maybe it was the tiredness you felt that made you spill it, or the inability to keep it inside any longer; or maybe it was both. That doesn’t matter too much now.

“...” Luffy is silent, brain processing what happened while he stares at you. “You love me?” He asks.

“In love with you. Like a lover loves their lover.” Laying it out there so even he couldn’t misunderstand is how you continue. He continues to stare, examining you before looking back up at the stars and resting his chin on his knees.

“Weird.” The captain states, “You’re being weird, (Y/n).” not in a cruel way. Just an observation, something to point out like you ate bananas with ketchup. What is he supposed to say to that? It was so random to him, so he stays silent. Your head drops a bit, he wasn’t cruel, not on purpose, but the nonchalant rejection hurts in a different way. Then again, you didn’t expect much. He’s never shown interest in those things on his own. You almost want to apologize, but choose silence, it’s better to let things pass now. You rest your hands on the floor beside you. The stars and moon shine brightly tonight, as if they shined brighter than usual just to comfort you through this.

——————————

Things didn’t change, Luffy is still your captain and you his crewmate. He doesn’t mention what you said nor does he act differently around you. At first.

“...” Quiet. He’s staring, you can feel it. You look up and the two of you meet eyes. He doesn’t break contact though and you end up just going back to what you were doing. No smiles, no laughter. Maybe this did ruin something, but it’s not like you can take it back.

_________________

Again, during snack time, he acts off. Staring then slowly reaching a hand over to your food while keeping his eyes on you. It’s making you anxious, you feel like a wild animal being approached. You can’t tell what he’s thinking, if he is thinking anything, while he does this. However, you gently push his hand away. The action makes him frown, looking almost… confused. Then, he speaks.

“I thought you were in love with me.” Luffy says and you freeze along with the other shocked crewmembers around.

“Luffy!?” You’re shocked as well, he just said it, just put your feelings out there.

“You’re in love with me, but I can’t have some?” He asks with a tilt of his head, is that why he was staring at you? That gets more people frozen, except for Robin, who frowns a bit after a second.

“L-Luffy-” Usopp manages to start before you stand up, tossing the snack on Luffy’s lap and entering the Sunny. Maybe they’re speaking about you, about what just happened, but you can’t hear it right now. You go into the men’s quarters and sit on your bed, putting your head in your hands. You had thought he’d forget about it, and even if he didn’t that he wouldn’t mention it, but he did. You should’ve told him to keep it secret, but once again it’s too late. This sucks, you should’ve just beared with keeping it in.

(Luffy’s POV)

Luffy looks down at the snack on his lap, then up at his crewmates. Nami clenches her teeth before yelling. “Luffy you IDIOT! Why did you say that?” The captain tilts his head in confusion again.

“But he does, he said it.”

“That’s not the point…” The navigator says with a sigh before turning around and rubbing her temples. “Gods, I’m getting a headache.” Jinbe shakes his head in disapproval.

“What you did was insensitive, Luffy.” The fishman explains while Robin nods. He doesn’t get what he did. You love him, why would you keep it secret? It’s not like he’s gross enough that you should be ashamed of loving him, right? Yet you were silent no matter how much Luffy stared at you, no blushes or shyness, no signs of love. You didn’t even let him have your snack until you left.

‘Hammock cooked and gave me stuff all the time…’ He thinks to himself, yet he was rejected your snack and is now admonished for being confused. You don’t act like Sanji fawning over women or Hancock fawning over him. “I don’t get it.” Everyone lets out a collective sigh. Why did you have to fall for this idiot? They consider scolding him more but stop when Luffy looks down at the snack, he’s thinking. He isn’t taking this as lightly as they thought at first. “I love all you guys and I’m not like that.”

“Not everyone wants to let out their love so openly.” Jinbe takes the role of explaining to the captain. “Romantic feelings cause more anxiousness as well.” Anxiousness.. would he feel anxious if he was in love with someone like that? He takes a bite of the snack and reaches for his hat, putting it on his head for comfort. Why’s it so complicated? Plus, you’re a guy, but you got.. shy? Was it shy? He thinks back on his brothers, of all the men he grew up with, were they ever… shy? Because of romantic love for someone? He’s starting to get a headache of his own, lost in thought as he hums. Luffy cares about you so much, he wants to understand, but he doesn’t know. He can’t gatling his way out of this.

“Luffy.” Robin’s smooth voice gently breaks him from his thoughts, looking down at him. “Imagine if you told me you were hiding snacks somewhere, and wanted to have a picnic with just us two with them, but I refused. Then later I suddenly mentioned where you hid your food and now everyone knows where it is. You didn’t get the picnic, and I told everyone what you told me.”

“He didn’t tell me to keep it a secret though.” He points out and Robin shakes her head softly.

“That he may have messed up on, but even so it’s common sense to someone that it’d be a secret. Even if you forgot to tell me not to reveal your hiding spot you’d still be upset, wouldn't you?” The archeologist continues to explain. The metaphor is helping, though Luffy wouldn’t know why he’d want to have a picnic with just Robin and not everyone else; but he would dislike it if she refused and snitched. He continues to rack his untrained brain, then flops onto his side and shoves the rest of the snack into his mouth. It doesn’t taste as good anymore. The Strawhats stare at their captain. How pitiful for the both of you.

(Your POV)

That night, you sleep outside. The men’s quarters house every guy, including Luffy, so it would just feel too awkward to be in there. It’s worth the sacrifice of being a bit more uncomfortable outside than trying to get some shut-eye directly after what happened. It’s still cold though, and windy, maybe it’ll be better in the crow’s nest. You go up to the crow’s nest and find Zoro training, he does sleep rather late. You don’t bother to announce your presence, he already knows. “The idiot keeping you up?” He asks while swinging a large metal bar with weights attached.

“Not.. sound wise.” You mumble, hopping onto the wooden floor. It’s not windy in here, better.

“I know. It’s not like I'm a love expert but I know enough not to blurt out someone else’s feelings in front of a crowd of people, even if they’re other friends.” He puts the bar down and grabs a cloth to wipe his forehead with.

“Common sense just isn’t common with him, unfortunately. Don’t know how I didn’t think of having to tell him not to blurt it out. My fault, really.” You talk while grabbing a weight. Pretty heavy.

“This one should be better” He says before stuffing another into your hands. It’s even heavier. “Though it depends on what type of workout you’re doing.”

“Late to be doing a full workout.” It’s way past dark out.

“Late for you to be awake despite not being on nightwatch. It’s 2am.” The swordsman points out while motioning with his head to the clock. He makes a good argument. You grab another heavy one and place it onto a bench press bar. “Starting out strong, stretch first.” You shake your head, you’ll be fine. You just need to get your stress out. Zoro sighs and walks over to spot you while you lay down. You lift the bar up off the hooks and slowly bring it down, then back up.

One

Is it really your fault? For not telling Luffy to keep it secret? He should’ve known, but maybe it was a mistake to tell him at all.

Two

You acknowledged before, during, and after telling him that he’d never shown that kind of interest in anyone, much less a man; yet you still did it. Even clarified so you had no way to weasel your way out of it.

Three

Then again, you haven’t known him for his entire life. He could’ve had a crush when he was younger. A nice girl, or boy, or book character. He doesn’t have any books in the Sunny library but someone could’ve read to him when he was little.

Four

He knows Shanks, said it was when he was little. Shanks is pretty popular. Did Shanks ever tell him about love? Was there ever a chance for you? Even a semblance of one?

…Five

It could be that you’re the dumbass that confessed to someone that could never be interested. You’re not even the best bachelor around. Plus, Luffy thinks of you as a friend.

Six, seven, eight

Thought of you as one. You’re the asshole that took a friendship and tried to turn it into something it’s not. You betrayed his trust. Good crewmate, you aren’t even a good friend.

Nine, ten, eleven

“You’re going too fast.”

You fucked it all up. Everything. It’s never going to be the same. You’re going to be known as the loser on the crew that confessed and got rejected by the captain like nothing forever.

Twelve, thirteen

Slip

“Ah.” You lost your grip. Before the bar can fall on you it’s caught by a strong hand.

“I told you you were going too fast. It doesn’t even help at that speed.” Zoro places the bar back onto the hooks. “You’re just hurting yourself at that point. Stop thinking so much.” You sit up, shaking your arms a bit. You were thinking too much. You’re thinking too much about everything, you doubt Luffy is even thinking so much about this and he’s the one you forced a confession on. Though he is Luffy, not thinking is pretty much what he’s known for besides being so effortlessly good. You sit up and roll your shoulders. You can already feel you’re going to be sore. Even if it wasn’t a lot, going so fast from attempting to sleep to benching heavy; and with no stretching; is gonna mess you up. You look down at your hands while Zoro puts the weights away.

“Dumbass.” You messed up.

Don't freak out! This isn't ending on a cliffhanger. This is gonna be a multi part series since I felt like it, kinda weird how both my multiparts (for now) have ended up being Luffy but he is my fav character tbf. I already have the second chapter partially written. Don't know when i'll finish it though, my new class is kinda rough. Still, I have a good grasp on it and I honestly do the best creating media when avoiding doing other things so this may be a blessing in disguise. Anyway hope you enjoyed.

Part two

The plot of the luffy x male reader will be that Male reader confesses to Luffy and Luffy goes through what it means to him now that the thought is in his mind.

this was more well recieved than i thought. I kinda assumed it would get like 2 likes and thats it lol since the idea is kinda stupid

It's YOURS

Zoro x reader. GN!Reader. Platonic. 643 words. Crack fic

Desc - You walk through a forest and find Zoro lookalikes

The Strawhats walk through a forest, some looking around excitedly while others are more tame. It's alright, but things get a lot better. While walking around you spot something, marimos. Your eyes widen and you run to Sanji while he speaks to Nami, “Nami-swan just know I’ll protect yo-” snatching him by the arm and dragging him over to the marimos in the middle of his oath. Before he can say anything you turn his head to the moss balls.

“Look!” The both of you stare and Sanji takes a moment to process before grinning mischievously. You’ve unlocked something.

“Hey, Zoro!” The cook calls over the swordsman, who walks over thinking it’s something important from the use of his name. That’s quickly thrown out, though. “Look, we found your siblings.” Sanji says while pointing, Zoro follows the direction before scowling. He should’ve known it was something like this.

“You called me over for this?” He’s irritated. “If this is my family then every stupid swirl is yours!” He yells, butting heads with Sanji once his grin faded to anger. Meanwhile, you get your own idea and start picking the moss balls out of the water and stuffing them into your clothes. Uncomfortable but this’ll be worth it.

“Zoro, Zoro.” You call to him, which takes a few times before he finally turns to you.

“What!?” He spots you with a round stomach, your clothes wet with water. “The hell are you doing.”

“Zoro, I’m pregnant.” He stares at you with an annoyed and shocked expression, he can’t believe you’re doing this. You squat down and start pushing like you’re giving birth. “NnnGNGGH!!” The moss balls plop out of your clothes onto the ground. “And they’re yours.”

…

Sanji bursts into laughter and Zoro clenches his teeth. “Stop messing around!” You pick the marimos up and look at him with sadness.

“You don’t accept them?”

“As if!” He barks at you and your eyes widen in faux shock.

“...I’m a single parent..” You look away dramatically and Sanji falls to the ground with tears running down his face from laughter.

“You’re both stupid.” As he says that Robin walks over, curious.

“What’s going on?” She asks and you walk to her while holding your moss children.

“I gave birth,” You hold them up. “but he doesn’t accept them.” You look at Zoro with sorrow. He looks at Robin in disbelief at you but she frowns.

“How horrible.” His jaw drops.

“You too!?” The swordsman yells as Robin wraps her arms around you, comforting you in these trying times.

“Huh? What’s happening?” Luffy stretches down from a tree branch.

“Zoro’s abandoning his children after they were just born.” Robin states and Luffy gasps.

“Zoro! That’s not nice!” The captain admonishes Zoro, completely skipping over any actual logic.

“I can’t believe this.” The other Strawhats continue to gather around as you explain your tearful story dramatically until everyone is comforting you, making Zoro seem heartless while he stands there.

‘How did I become the bad guy here?’ He thinks to himself as Usopp and Nami send him dirty looks. You break from their grasp and slowly walk to your children’s father, holding them out to him.

“Zoro.. please… hold them..” You say softly he stares at the moss uncomfortably, then up at you and the others’ encouraging expressions.

“I…” He falters, starting to give into this weird peer pressure as he takes the wet blobs in his arms.

“How’s being a dad?” You put a hand on his shoulder.

“Uh.” They’re squishy but if he thinks about it they’re cute, in a way. “Not bad I guess-” He looks at you to find you’re barely holding in laughter. “Why am I doing this shit!?” He snaps, throwing the moss ball angrily.

“My babies!” You give chase.

“Cruel..” Usopp whispers audibly to Nami, who nods.

“Shut up!”

Yall fw the format? Thought it might look cooler and i would take advantage of the fact tumblr is more customizable than a03. IK havent written in a long time. Idk why but i coulfnt push thru it. I actually had this written messily a while back and just proofread it and post it just now so im still kinda stuck lolol. Im gonna try and get into it again, rewatching OP to try and get back in the groove 2

I kind of want to write some more angst or messed up scenarios but im always nervous i'll make it too dark and trigger someone or get cancelled bc people think im a bad person ;;

STOP THE NSFW POSTS I'M SAD I WANT COMFORT, NOT SOME ROUGH BACKSHOTS😭😭😭

Scruff

Tall fem werewolf reader in mind but can be read as GN. Shanks, Luffy. Fluff. Romantic. 1052 words.

Desc - You grab them by the scruff.

Shanks

Shanks yawns, stepping onto the deck of the ship after roaming the town a bit. He is a bit tired, sure, but there’s something weighing on his conscience. He’d promised you not to drink today, yet he did. The temptation was too much, the booze high quality and free from the townspeople's love for him, he couldn’t help but take just a few sips. Almost the exact moment he steps onto the wooden planks you run over to him, then stare him down. “...Hey sweetheart.” He says and you lean down, then start to sniff him. There’s no way you could smell anything on him, it was only a few sips. The captain had even washed his mouth out just in case.

“Bad.” Nevermind.

“It was only a bit, just to get a nice taste on the tongue.” He waves his hand in dismissal but still looks a bit nervous. This is the 3rd time now you’ve told him not to drink, at least for the day, and he does. He has been getting a lot better, to be fair, but he still drank nonetheless. “Just a teeny bit.” You stand up straight and look around, then lean down again and open your mouth wide. Shanks expects you to scold him so he closes his eyes, ready to take it, when he feels teeth on the back of his neck. He snaps open his eyes. “What are you..” He feels your canines tug on the back of his shirt and jacket, then he’s suddenly lifted up like a puppy.

…

“(Y/n), baby, I can’t reach the floor like this.” He states.

“I know.” You turn and start to make your way to your shared cabin with his collar in your mouth. What does he do? It’s really embarrassing to be carried like this but he is the one at fault here and struggling out of your grasp might make things worse between you two, though you don’t actually seem too upset. Your actions don’t seem to be malicious either, this is just what feels right to you. “You will come to bed, I will bring you water and you’ll go to sleep. You didn’t drink too much so I will not scold you, but turning in early will be your punishment. You can’t be trusted to be away.”

‘This feels worse than being scolded.’ Shanks thinks to himself, trying to keep calm to not show his embarrassment. He almost wishes he drank more, the alcohol would’ve dulled his shame.

Luffy

“I wanna explore I wanna go!” Luffy whines loudly, upset.

“No! Marines are crawling around this island, you’ll stick out too much. If you want to go then you’ll have to be quiet and I can’t trust you to do that, Luffy!” Nami retorts, having to be firm with the captain. This island has good food, but due to having immense resources the navy laid claim to this land. They protect it from attacks and in turn get said resources.

“We’ll bring you something back.” You say to your smaller lover to calm his temper. It works and he does look less agitated, but not enough.

“It’ll taste better fresh, and I want to walk around.” He loves the Sunny but he loves sailing to explore, not to stay in the ship 24/7. “I’ll be quiet I promise.” He looks to you for support but you shake your head lightly, making him literally deflate. “You’re supposed to be on my side..”

“I am on your side. Keeping you here is safer for you and everyone else. If you alert the marines we definitely won’t be able to bring anything for you.” You tell him, which makes too much sense so he just looks towards the island instead, sad, then back at you. It’s really hard to keep refusing when he’s looking at you like this but the crew needs to restock and the risk of having Luffy give away their location would be too great, especially when the island is this tempting for him.

“You’d probably try and sneak around then end up giving yourself away because you wanted to go to a food stall that marines were at.” Sanji adds, lighting a cigarette. “I’ll learn the recipes I can here so stop whining.” That calms Luffy down even more and he seems almost convinced, but then suddenly turns to the island and tries to grab he railing to slingshot himself. The crew tries to grab him but he’s fast and almost makes it when the collar of his shirt is grabbed, or bitten. His arms snap back as you hold him up by his scruff.

“Luffy yo..u?” Nami is ready to go off on him when she realizes Luffy’s gone limp. “Luffy?” He has an upset expression on his face but doesn’t move.

“This is for everyone’s safety, Luffy. If you want to be a good Captain you have to make sacrifices like this sometimes.” You explain with the cloth in your mouth. He usually does struggle less when the back of his collar is grabbed but you doing it and with your teeth seems to be oddly effective.

“...” He’s silent. Unbeknownst to everyone else, he’s been grabbed like this before. When he was very young and in huge trouble both Garp and Dadan would snatch him by the back of his neck like this and yell about how if he’s going to act like an unruly animal then he’ll be treated like one. Due to it being repeated and so young it was instilled in his brain to stop struggling and shut up if he’s grabbed by the scruff puppy style by someone decently bigger than him. So now he hangs there, a big pout on his face.

“Woah..” Nami, Sanji, and Franky stare at him in awe, he’s never been this.. pliant. If it weren’t from how embarrassing it was to grab him like this and having to be bigger this might’ve been added as a new technique to pacify the captain.

“(Y/n) you’re staying here too, you’re huge anyway and can keep Luffy in check.” The navigator quickly decides.

“Oh..” You kinda fucked yourself over, but she has a point.

‘Put me down!!’ Luffy thinks to himself, unable to speak it out of instinct.

im experimenting with diff formats and stuff so sorry if it looks off or whatever

It's YOURS

Zoro x reader. GN!Reader. Platonic. 643 words. Crack fic

Desc - You walk through a forest and find Zoro lookalikes

The Strawhats walk through a forest, some looking around excitedly while others are more tame. It's alright, but things get a lot better. While walking around you spot something, marimos. Your eyes widen and you run to Sanji while he speaks to Nami, “Nami-swan just know I’ll protect yo-” snatching him by the arm and dragging him over to the marimos in the middle of his oath. Before he can say anything you turn his head to the moss balls.

“Look!” The both of you stare and Sanji takes a moment to process before grinning mischievously. You’ve unlocked something.

“Hey, Zoro!” The cook calls over the swordsman, who walks over thinking it’s something important from the use of his name. That’s quickly thrown out, though. “Look, we found your siblings.” Sanji says while pointing, Zoro follows the direction before scowling. He should’ve known it was something like this.

“You called me over for this?” He’s irritated. “If this is my family then every stupid swirl is yours!” He yells, butting heads with Sanji once his grin faded to anger. Meanwhile, you get your own idea and start picking the moss balls out of the water and stuffing them into your clothes. Uncomfortable but this’ll be worth it.

“Zoro, Zoro.” You call to him, which takes a few times before he finally turns to you.

“What!?” He spots you with a round stomach, your clothes wet with water. “The hell are you doing.”

“Zoro, I’m pregnant.” He stares at you with an annoyed and shocked expression, he can’t believe you’re doing this. You squat down and start pushing like you’re giving birth. “NnnGNGGH!!” The moss balls plop out of your clothes onto the ground. “And they’re yours.”

…

Sanji bursts into laughter and Zoro clenches his teeth. “Stop messing around!” You pick the marimos up and look at him with sadness.

“You don’t accept them?”

“As if!” He barks at you and your eyes widen in faux shock.

“...I’m a single parent..” You look away dramatically and Sanji falls to the ground with tears running down his face from laughter.

“You’re both stupid.” As he says that Robin walks over, curious.

“What’s going on?” She asks and you walk to her while holding your moss children.

“I gave birth,” You hold them up. “but he doesn’t accept them.” You look at Zoro with sorrow. He looks at Robin in disbelief at you but she frowns.

“How horrible.” His jaw drops.

“You too!?” The swordsman yells as Robin wraps her arms around you, comforting you in these trying times.

“Huh? What’s happening?” Luffy stretches down from a tree branch.

“Zoro’s abandoning his children after they were just born.” Robin states and Luffy gasps.

“Zoro! That’s not nice!” The captain admonishes Zoro, completely skipping over any actual logic.

“I can’t believe this.” The other Strawhats continue to gather around as you explain your tearful story dramatically until everyone is comforting you, making Zoro seem heartless while he stands there.

‘How did I become the bad guy here?’ He thinks to himself as Usopp and Nami send him dirty looks. You break from their grasp and slowly walk to your children’s father, holding them out to him.

“Zoro.. please… hold them..” You say softly he stares at the moss uncomfortably, then up at you and the others’ encouraging expressions.

“I…” He falters, starting to give into this weird peer pressure as he takes the wet blobs in his arms.

“How’s being a dad?” You put a hand on his shoulder.

“Uh.” They’re squishy but if he thinks about it they’re cute, in a way. “Not bad I guess-” He looks at you to find you’re barely holding in laughter. “Why am I doing this shit!?” He snaps, throwing the moss ball angrily.

“My babies!” You give chase.

“Cruel..” Usopp whispers audibly to Nami, who nods.

“Shut up!”

Yall fw the format? Thought it might look cooler and i would take advantage of the fact tumblr is more customizable than a03. IK havent written in a long time. Idk why but i coulfnt push thru it. I actually had this written messily a while back and just proofread it and post it just now so im still kinda stuck lolol. Im gonna try and get into it again, rewatching OP to try and get back in the groove 2

Oda canonically does not care for self shippers. Self ship all you want

im going to read all op sbs up to the chapter the anime is on in case i get spoiled. Lets see how this goes. Im on the first one, oda is funny.

So during an SBS Oda was asked who was more popular, Shanks or Beckman. This is what he said. So people who write Beckman and Shanks here is your major thing bc this actually rlly shocked me also bi shanks confirmation (im reaching)

Shanks is more popular but Beckman probably fucks more just bc he has more of a libido maybe? Crazy. This is going to break fanfic writers

true. I dont really need comments to keep going since i started writing in the first place just for whatever and never really expect anything but comments do feel nice. Its why i like asks bc getting an ask means that someone liked a fic so much they took the time to write something to request. Comments feels nice. Ofc likes and reblogs are enough but as a fic reader i just wanna say to anyone reading a fic and hesitating to comment, no the author isn't going to think you're cringe if you leave a comment. It doesn't have to be something crazy either the author isn't going to read a 4 word comment or a heart and go "how DARE you." They don't hate you, you aren't cringe and leaving a comment or a reblog with a comment doesn't make you cringe. If theres no comments you aren't going to be weird for being the first, if there's a bunch of comments your comments isn't going to mean nothing, it still matters

someone I follow on the bird app just announced they’re starting a very exclusive private fic server because they and a bunch of other people want to talk about how much they love the fics they’re reading, and as an author can I just say that a really great place to talk about a fic you love is in the comments for that fic

I understand that people are trying to create safe spaces, but as the number of comments that I get on my fics dwindles with each passing year, knowing these spaces exist where my fics are being discussed, places that I am excluded from, makes me want to write fic LESS

I mean I guess who cares, right, because if I stop writing, there’s 10,000 other people that will continue…but if you participate in a fic “book club” server and you say nice things there about a fic you loved, maybe copy and paste that into a comment on AO3?

the only thing fanfic writers are asking for in return for hours of hard work is attention. please don’t rob us of the one thing that we hope for when we hit “post”

how do people write long serieses i feel like that shi get boring no? Its why i can't even play one game at one time i always have to have a few bc i b getting bored of the same thing but yall out here writing hella long serieses. Like 10 is a lottt but 50?? holy shit dude. Even the scenarios in my head I cant make up a storyline that could be anywhere close ot 50

want to read shanks getting railed by me but no one writes that so i gotta do that shi myself 😭

Aight bet-

Can i get Shanks paired with a female reader (romatically) who is also missing an arm and/or has red hair.

Thank you v.v

Not my bestest work but I thought it was funny and warm.

Narcissistic Romance

Shanks x Fem!Reader. Reader has red hair and missing arm. Miku is Miku even if she looks different so skin color or hair texture can be anything else. Small angst(?) but mostly fluff. Drabble + Headcanons

“I get we have the same hair and stump but did you really need to go this far? You even drew the scar on me.” You touch your eye where some friends had drawn Shanks’s signature scar on.

“This fits so well! You might as well be his female form.” You’re all near a bar, one of your friends got the idea to dress you up as Red Haired Shanks after getting drunk. “Strike a pose or somethin-” They’re interrupted when yelling is heard.

“C-CAPTAIN!?” You hear from behind you, turning to see a group of men staring at you.

‘Captain?’ You think to yourself, confused before it clicks. These must be Red Hair Pirates, but how? This is a crazy coincidence that they’re here right as you’re dressed up. Your mind runs at a million miles a second and you clamp a hand over your friend’s mouth before they speak. “Well, I got caught by a devil fruit. Changed my looks a bit but I look good as a woman too, right?” You smirk, going along with it. Unfortunately, your cover is blown almost immediately when a head peeks over your shoulder to look at you.

“Hmm. I do look good as a woman, don’t I?” It’s Red Haired Shanks, another coincidence and you jolt with a yelp. “Freaking out, Miss Red Hair? Not very Emperor-like.” He teases with a grin. Maybe you shouldn’t have tried to go with the joke considering how quickly you got caught, and by the man himself. “What’s my female doppelganger doing here?” He looks at your friends with a wink, this is so embarrassing. “Popular as a woman too?”

That was how the two of you met, a funny cosplay of a funny guy.

You were scared at first you were going to get in trouble for impersonating him, even if it was a joke and you were caught immediately.

Shanks isn’t a sore sport though and he actually found it really funny.

He had stayed at the island and you were good company, proving to be a good fighter as well.

He couldn’t just leave an attractive and strong woman alone, right?

You ended up joining his crew along with a few of your other friends that could fight and wanted to go, the rest you all sending letters to any others often.

The official number of redheads in the Red Hair Pirates is now two.

The two of you two hit it off, cracking similar arm jokes and having fun together, it was perfect.

It really wasn’t long until you both ended up dating, then came new jokes.

“Narcissist.” That’s what people like to tease you both about.

Dating a person that can look like a genderbent version of you with the right clothes and makeup is definitely narcissistic.

Of course, you both take it with pride.

Shanks even likes to show you off, calling himself the luckiest man ever to find the most beautiful woman ever to play into the narcissist joke.

Something on a more personal level is that the two of you can relate to missing an arm, helping each other with phantom pain and insecurities.

After all, when the person you love has the same imperfection as you it’s hard to be insecure about it.

You’re perfect to him and him to you, despite your disabilities.

It’s nice to have someone that understands, that knows how hard it is to deal with losing a limb.

When you’re feeling insecure sometimes Shanks puts his stump on yours, smiling and calling you both “stump buddies” before kissing you.

If the weather is bad and you’re both struggling with pains you can hold each other, finding comfort in the warmth of your lover.

Shanks holds you tight, even if he’s clenching his jaw, always trying to put your pain above his no matter how much you try and tell him he matters too.

It makes you feel insecure, he should have a partner that would be able to help him without struggling themselves, but to him you’re everything.

He’d rather hold you while shaking from pain himself than be comforted by anyone else.

These bad moments with you are more precious to him than the best with anyone else.

Mihawk x AFAB Reader? With the • Character reacts to reader's form of affection

Pre-relationship, Reader isn’t being subtle. AT. ALL. About her intentions and constantly flirting and being affectionate with him.. And yet it STILL takes Mihawk a hot minute to realize what she’s doing and go.. “Oh… I see……. well all right then darling.. 😏”

This ended up being more gender neutral, i had to go back and try and atleast hint at AFAB but hey whatever.

Think About It

Mihawk x reader. Female in mind but can be gender neutral. 1165 words. A bit suggestive.

Mihawk isn’t necessarily a dumb, unintelligent, or oblivious man. However, he is an experienced one, unfortunately experience can be as unhelpful as ignorance. Especially when you’ve associated a certain behavior with something else.

“Heyyyy sexy~” You slowly slide your chair over to Mihawk’s side. “What’s a dashing older man like you doing here?”

“Reading.” He states, doing his preferred hobby of passing time.

“An educated man too, how attractive. Bet you’re popular, huh?”

“Hmm.” He’s never thought about it, annoyed by popularity, but he was more popular in his youth. He’s gotten a bit less popular with age though, most likely due to his approachibility getting even worse. “Decently.”

‘Such dry answers… but he’s actually responding instead of brushing me off like with others.’ Your thoughts scramble as you keep flirting. “Well~ I think you’re amazing.” He hums and you tilt your body to rest on his. “Your eyes when you read are really pretty too, I could watch you read for hours.” Usually he’d think nothing of the compliment, even finding it disgusting, but coming from you it’s actually a bit… flattering. His hawk-like eyes move from the book to look at at you, piercing and mezmerising. “Kyaa~ My heart just skipped a beat.” You half-joke with a hand on your chest. A certain behavior to him associated with a Red Haired man. Your true intentions are going over his head, his mind subconsiously filtering jokes like these as only jokes.

“I recommend seeing a doctor.” He brushes it off as he would with that weird redhead, looking back at his book. This isn’t working, mission failed and you sigh, eventually retreating to your room.

Later he finds you in the kitchen with a bottle of wine, “Oh, hey!” swishing it around with a wink when you see him. “Must be fate you came here just as I did, maybe we’re just meant to be.” You hold out the bottle to him and he walks up to you, taking it.

“I suppose so.” He’s actually fairly pleased this has happened, pouring both of you a glass.

“Right? We’re fated to be together, like Romeo and Juliet~” You say with a dreamy sigh, laying your head on his shoulder.

“The two of them die.” He points out, taking a sip from his glass while you flinch.

“Not… that part.” You step back. “Though I wouldn’t mind dying if it were oh so romantically with you~” You strike a pose of longing, hand reaching out to him. He places your wine glass in it.

“I would mind. I prefer you alive.” Mihawk states, not much to say, but for him it is. You end up getting flustered like he just professed his love.

“Thanks.. I prefer you alive too..” Failed again.

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Mihawk comes back from a mission looking irritated, immediately going for a bottle of wine when you spot him. “Welcome back, babe, you need a bath? I could even get in with you.” His mind is fresh from fighting, in a bad mood from it being annoying. One of the targets had escaped, making him have to waste time looking for them. Not hard, but out of the way enough to be irritating. Especially when the “battle” itself was hardly anything, being interrupted by the target accidentally causing their own demise. It leaves Mihawk feeling pent up, unfulfilled.

“I don’t need your assistance in bathing, (Y/n).” He shuts you down, quickly looking for a glass when you hand one to him. Wasting no time, he pours the liquid inside and takes a big gulp. It’s a little hot seeing him like this.

“Good view, if it makes you feel better I could always give you one too.” You walk over to him and press your chest against his arm. “If you’d let me~” He gently pushes you away.

“Not now. Your company is… nice, but I don’t need jokes.” He gulps down the rest of the wine and sighs in relief.

“Who said I’m joking?”

“I’m being quite serious.” Mihawk’s adamant and you sigh, pushing him like this would only make things worse when he’s in this mood.

“Alright. No view then, I get it. Call me if you need me~” You say with a purr, rubbing your cheek against him before leaving. Once you’re gone he grumbles, he didn’t want you to leave he just wanted you to stop messing around. It isn’t fun hearing someone who’s words you could actually take to heart play around with it. He almost finishes the entire bottle before deciding to bathe, wanted to feel clean and relax.

Mihawk sighs, his muscles untensing as he lowers himself into the hot water after cleaning himself properly. Much better. His mind, scrambled from stress, begins to come together as he starts to think of your adcances. He’s always assumed they were like Shanks’s, just jokes, and hadn’t thought really though about it more than that; but now that he’s allowing himself to look further he realizes more. They’re different than his, more bold, more flirtatious, and more often than Red Hair. The captain had usually just sprinkled them in with his other annoying babbling, but you joke flirt so frequently.

…

‘Perhaps these are not jokes?’ Something clicks in the swordsman’s mind and he gets up from the bath, drying off before getting dressed to see you. If this is true and they havent been jests he needs to make sure. He finds you back at the kitchen, about to drink your sorrows away before spotting him.

“Oh, you’re quicker than usual. Miss me too much?” He doesn’t respond, instead just getting closer to you. “Hug?” You hug him gladly, “I’d never miss the chance to be close to you.” You expect him to just pull back or accept it with a sigh as he usually does, but you feel his arms sneak around your body to hug you back. It makes you freeze in shock, not expecting your affection to be returned.

“(Y/n). Continue talking.” He says when you go silent.

“Huh.. yeah?” You’re confused, face hot.

“You enjoy my body, yes? Enjoy it.” He hugs you tighter, letting you feel his muscular build against you. “Take this chance.” You’re getting more flustered, why is he getting so into this so suddenly? He pulls back enough to look at you. “Enjoy the view as well.” This is a lot. Thankfully you’re too shameless to refuse so you take in the sight of him while feeling his warmth close to yours.

“This is the best.” You mumble and unconsciously reach a hand out to touch his cheek, he leans into it, closing his eyes. You’re reacting positively, he was right, and now that he knows he isn’t going to let this pass by.

“(Y/n).” He suddenly speaks and you jolt slightly.

“Y-Yeah?”

“I'll take your offer.” He places his hand over yours, opening his eyes to look into yours. “I would like to see the view.”

Alright since you want requests, how about good ol Sanji figuring out that he likes a guy? Lmao.

Poor Sangni. You know for all the shit people (me too) give him, he kinda turned out really good compared to all the things he went through. Also I ❤️ comments on my fics.

Confusion in My Love

Sanji x male reader. fluff. tw for for internalized homophobia. Contains a medium fishman island spoiler. 1375 words.

It’s known that Sanji has an innate preference towards women, and an innate hate towards men. It’s a fact of life the same way the sky is blue, or it was until you. He acts differently around you, a man. Not how he treats Luffy or Zoro, no, there’s something else. Something that makes him weak towards you, something that makes it so when you make a mistake he doesn’t feel like getting angry or mocking you. Something that’s making him feel different.

“Sanji!” His heart skips a beat when he hears your voice while giving Nami and Robin their beverages. “Can I get one too?” You ask with a smile. Everyone expects him to say no, right about now he’d be too “busy” fawning over the women, after all. Schedule full. However…

“Alright.” …he agrees. Like it was instinct, before he could even realize what he was agreeing to. It causes everyone to go silent except for Luffy, who hadn’t realized what was weird until Usopp whispered it in his ear. Sanji knows it’s weird too, but he’d already said yes to you, and he just can’t bring himself to change his mind. So he retreats instead. To the kitchen, his oasis, to make your drink. Once he’s inside he crouches down and puts his head in his hands. “Why did I say that!?” He yells at himself. This stupid something has only been getting worse. Not being as angry at you to not wanting to get angry at you to complimenting you. Now he’s even making a midday beverage for you like he would with a lady! “Why am I doing this!?” He stands up and starts to make the drink, keeping himself busy will surely help him stop thinking about it, but it fails. It’s only when he’s poured the finished product inside the glass that he spots his reflection, his face with flushed cheeks. He touches them as his heart beats faster, is he sick? That has to be it there’s now way, right? Nonono he loves women he’s a woman lover, men are disgusting creatures that he would never develop romantic love for! However the more he thinks about it the more everything he feared and denied is coming together, making his repressed emotions crash down on him.

“Hey, Sanji?” You walk into the kitchen and find him with his elbows on the counter, head in his hands. “Damn if you really didn’t want to make me the drink you don’t have to force yoursel-” You notice tears dripping on the marble “-are you crying!?” When he spots you they flow from his eyes harder.

“hic..unng…” He puts his face back into his hands, sobbing as his emotions overwhelm him, stronger from all the years of internalized homophobia from misinformation. If he’s gay does that mean he has to crossdress all the time now? He likes his suit though… now he just made himself cry more. He feels like a stupid little kid again. You go up to him, confused but rubbing his back as he lets everything out and tries to imagine all the things he’s going to end up doing now that he’s gay. Cooking with long nails, fighting with dresses, having to do makeup every morning, saying kya…

“Sanji what’s up with you, man? Did having to make a free drink for a guy make you this heartbroken?” Crazy conclusion but he’s almost died from a nosebleed so it isn’t that out of the question.

“I’m gay…” He sniffles. “What do I do?”

“Huh??” You look at him with a confused expression. “You’re crying because you’re gay? Sanji it’s not something to be ashamed of, Luffy isn’t going to kick you off the ship. I’m not even sure he knows or even cares what that means.”

“Maybe, but how am I going to cook with long nails?” He looks at his hands in despair. “And is he going to accept me if I wear dresses and makeup?”

“Do you… want to wear dresses and makeup?” The blonde wipes his eyes when you question him.

“..maybe.” Sanji mumbles then quickly yells after. “I don’t know!”

“I feel like you have a misconception on what being gay is. I don’t know what you’re thinking but you don’t have to do anything to be gay besides being attracted to the same sex.”

“But the ladies…” He still wants to like women, he doesn’t know what that means.

“Sanji there are other options besides gay or straight, you can like both men and women, and you don’t have to do whatever you’re thinking if you don’t want to. You’d be a beautiful crossdresser or non-crossdresser. In fact, you don’t even need to be a crossdresser to wear makeup. I don’t- I- How did you even come to this conclusion.”

“In Kambakka.” He states, that makes sense.

“Oh.” You scratch the back of your neck. “Well I don't think them being gay is the reason they’re that way. Did they not tell you this?” He shakes his head. “Yeah well I guess they wouldn’t have expected for you to be this-” ‘ignorant’ “-uh.. mal-informed. Anyway I mean what I say. You’re still you and you get to be you. How did you end up figuring out you liked men anyway?

“Ugh…” He feels stupid now, getting emotional over nothing as he wipes his eyes. “It’s because I like y-” Sanji stops, immediately sobering up once he realizes his mistake. “yyyyoung men my age.”

“Oh? Did you see someone you liked at the last island?” You’re starting to get curious and his face goes red again as he sputters, blue eyes swimming around for an escape when he remembers the drink he made you. He grabs it and quickly gives it to you.

“Here! I finished it not too long ago, drink it while it’s still fresh.” You grab onto it, accepting he doesn’t want to talk. This must be a vulnerable moment for him.

“Well, okay. Just know whatever you end up being, I still care about you, kay?” You smile at him and he heats up more, his feelings stronger now that he realizes what they are.

“Me too, I.. care about you—too.” He’s struggling, jolting when you rub his back.

“We care about each other then, and thanks for the drink.” You walk out of the kitchen with a wink. Once you’re gone Sanji slowly sinks to his knees, sighing. His hand goes to his chest, feeling his beating heart.

“This…feels so weird..!” He rests his back on a shelf door, pupils into hearts as he gets dizzy. “Love love love..” That repeats in his head. He loves you, adores you, filled with nice feelings the moment you look his way. “I love him."

There’s a lot to think about now that he’s realized this but if this light, pleasant feeling he’s getting is because he loves you.. maybe a crush on a guy isn’t so bad.

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Bonus past memory from Kamabakka:

“GAHH GET AWAY FROM ME! I’M NOT GAY!!” Sanji screams while running from the Okamas. He’d been running the whole day now and eventually manages to lose them, that's what he thinks anyway. They’re actually just hiding to let him rest.

“He keeps calling us gay, we’re Okamas.” One of them says, an idea popping up. “You… don’t think he thinks all queer people are like us, right?”

…

…

“No way~” They all brush it off as another speaks up. “I mean it’s pretty obvious what the difference is, he’s gone traveling he’s must’ve met another queer person.”

“Right right.”

“I’m never going to be like them, I like women. I’m not an Okama.” They hear him say as he catches his breath, making them pause.

“Ah…” They nervously look at eachother

“Well.. he’s going to be here for two years. He should figure it out eventually, right?”

“Yeah, we’ll try and help him too! He’s precious after all.”

Unknown to them, he hadn’t figured it out. In fact, he was so terrified of them that even when they did try giving him pointers he kept blocking it out. But it’s alright, there’s no way he’d do something like think it’s mandatory for gay people to crossdress… probably.

Hi!! Can I request a request for a Sanji fluff fic where he and the reader were exploring an island but the reader fell and his leg got broken and cut and now Sanji needs to set the bone Otherwise it will come out of the wound.? Sorry if this sounds harsh or something, but I want to see how Sanji will calm the reader down.

Here you go! Don't have much to say except sorry i took long ive been celebrating Halloween by treating myself to sleeping. Im actually hanging out with friends rn but thought i'd finish this up for you

OH MY GOD

Sanji x male reader. Platonic. 2199 words. Gore warning and broken bone obviously.

“You really are quick with things, Sanji. You bought groceries, brought them to the ship, and now you’re exploring with me.” You say to the cook as you hike up a mountain, turning to him as you walk backwards. “You even changed out of your suit super fast to go hiking! Then again with this weather you’d die of heat stroke with a suit on. Nonetheless you’re doing a lot better than me too…” You fan yourself with the collar of your shirt, it’s humid and hot. You’re starting to feel gross with all the sweat and humidity on your skin and hair, maybe you should’ve used something for this but you underestimated the weather.

“Of course I’m quick, I always need to make sure the ship is stocked for Nami-san and Robin-chan. Maybe you’re just slow.” He says a bit mockingly at the end and you grumble a bit. He’s not sweating as much as you either, and it’s not that you're wearing anything worse than his loose Hawaiian shirt and shorts, your clothes have as much and maybe even more airflow! Yet here you are, moistly uncomfortable. You’re getting a little jealous.

“You have an advantage because of your legs, not that I’m weak!” You defend your honor, “Plus I’m not doing badly eith-” unfortunately that’s interrupted as you step on a rock wrong, your ankle twisting. Sanji’s eyes widen and he reaches out to you, but it’s too late. You’re falling. You look down, your breath quick. If you’re going to survive this you need to land properly. Fate has other plans though as you move to land on your legs, you forgot this mountain isn’t straight down. One of your legs slams into a jutting rock, slashing into the flesh and snapping the bone as you scream in pain. Sanji had already hopped off of the mountain to catch you, but he isn’t falling fast enough. The sound of your scream and a snap makes him rush, having to use his airwalk to force himself down quicker. He finally spots you and grabs onto your arm, the impact on the rock had at least slowed your fall a bit. The motion hurts your shoulder but he’s able to grab your waist as well to stop it from dislocating. The problem now is that his air walk can’t support the two of you, especially when you’re both already falling.

“Shit!” He curses, trying to slow down the fall with his ability, which works but still doesn’t soften the impact enough to not hurt. The only solstice is that, because the mountain isn’t straight down, he’s able to use a few jutting rocks to slow you both down more. Eventually you both land with Sanji holding you, the impact on his feet sending vibrations through his body. He’s safe, though his feet hurt. Once the vibrations stop he collapses onto his butt with a sigh of relief, you on his lap. The snap he heard earlier pops into his mind. He looks at your body and goes pale when he notices your leg, he may be safe but you aren’t. “Fuck..!” He sets you on the ground, blood is pouring from the wound and he can see the bone peeking out.

“i..is it bad..?” Your voice is hoarse and weak as you try to sit up, which is quickly stopped by Sanji pushing you back down.

“Shut up, don’t look and just lie there.” The adrenaline is making the pain numb but he doesn’t know how long that’ll last before you end up struggling from the pain. He curses that he doesn’t have anything with him, and that he can’t bring you to Chopper in this state. He could move you quickly with his speed but the problem is your leg. At that speed, and with it unable to be tucked anywhere like an arm, it would be moving and getting worse. He slowly rips away anything that could be around the wound, “Don’t move, you’re going to mess me up.” and tries to make sure you and/or him don’t worsen it. “Ugh.” It’s gross seeing the bone almost poking out.

“how bad is i-” You try to sit up again but he shoves your upper body down.

“I said don’t move!” He barks and stands up with you laying on the ground, sighing with a hand through his hair. “I’m gonna find something to splint your leg, stay here.”

“What if a bear comes?”

“Tough luck.” He lights a cigarette, realizing maybe he was being harsh from stress. “I’ll be back quick. Promise.” Gentler now, he runs off to find a stick to splint, leaving you there. Your adrenaline is starting to wear off and you clench your jaw, hoping that it’ll somehow make more; or at least make it last til you can get to Chopper. Meanwhile Sanji is looking for a stick appropriate enough to use, trying to calm his own panic that his friend is counting on him. Once he finally finds one he runs back to see you with your eyes closed. “Shit shits shit, (Y/n)!” He crouches down next to you and pats your cheek.

“i’m awake, just tired.” You groan, your eyesight blurry from disassociation.

“Too bad, stay awake i-i can’t- if you—just-” He keeps stuttering, panicking while he tries to position the stick so it’s not making the damage worse. He needs to do this, if he messes up he could make everything worse, even disable you. This isn’t when Zoro’s injured, he’s sturdy with a higher pain tolerance than someone with CIP disease, you feel pain; and he actually cares if you feel that. “just.. relax.” It sounds like he’s trying to calm himself down too. “I’m going to try my best.” Even if he doesn’t want to, he ends up having to slightly move the bone so that it isn’t stabbing through your flesh, flinching when you slap a hand over your mouth to muffle a loud curse. He rips the cloth of his shirt to tie the stick to your leg, but he can see the way you’re panting and struggling to keep your eyes open. You’re going to bleed out and he can’t do anything else. If he bandaged the wound he’d harm the bone, and it’s not like he could sew it. “I’m going to slowly lift you up.” He whispers and puts you carefully over his shoulder. Sanji wishes there was a way to carry you better but anything else would be worse, this way he could at least hold onto you by your back and not leg. “Don’t fall asleep, please.” His voice is shaky as he starts to run.

“okay..” You’re cold, the wind is making you colder. Is it even a hot day out? You remember it was but if it was why is everything so cold. You start to shiver and get dizzy, breath shallow and rapid. He notices this and tries to keep you closer, sharing body heat even if it isn’t doing much from the wind. “thank you..” You manage to say, choking up. “for everything, for trying to save me even now. you’re a good friend and your cooking was always good.” This is how you’re going to die, your eyes tear up.

“Stop, stop talking. My cooking is good, and you’ll keep tasting it. Don’t act like you’re already dead.” The cook scolds you as he runs back to the Sunny, ignoring how cold you’re starting to get. Once you two make it to the Sunny he hops onto it, you wincing from the jolt of landing. Zoro, who was napping, immediately wakes up and sees the cook while sensing something is off. Once he sees you and your injury he scowls and stands. “Where’s Chopper?” He sighs and starts walking towards the railing of the ship quickly.

“He isn’t here yet, I’ll go get him.” Zoro says which is quickly stopped with a leg in front of him.

“Hell no, I’ll go look for him. Stay with (Y/n) before you get lost.” Sanji states, sensible enough to stop the swordsman from going on a fruitless journey.

“Lost? The only thing lost is your brain, cook.” He can't let it slide though, swordsman’s pride.

“I’m saying this shit for your own good, mosshead!”

“Hah!?”

“You’re useless with directions!”

“You’re just useless in general!”

‘guys i’m bleeding out.’ You weakly think to yourself.

“Hey I’m back!” Chopper walks onto the ship holding some bags, cheerful, which stops when he spots you looking pale. “(Y/n)!?” He drops his bags and runs over to you and Sanji, stopping the fight when the cook spots the little reindeer.

“Chopper, someone finally useful.” He still takes a jab at Zoro though, who barely contains a retort so Chopper can work. “His leg broke while we were exploring, I splinted his leg but couldn’t do anything else.” The doctor nods and takes it from here, carrying you to bring you to the medical room. Once the door is shut as he goes inside the ship Zoro’s eye trails to Sanji.

“Of course you couldn’t do anything else.”

“Can you shut up!?”

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Chopper finishes bandaging and treating your leg, sighing in relief when he’s done. “Don’t move too much.”

“Yeah I keep getting told that.” You look at the blood bag connected to your arm, feeling better already, when there’s a knock at the door. Chopper opens it and it’s Sanji holding a plate of food, catered to help you.

“You said he could eat, yeah?” Sanji asks the doctor and he nods. “Good.” He comes inside and looks at you, placing the plate on the nightstand next to you. “Here.” He hands another to Chopper, who missed a meal to treat you. “You too.” The reindeer brightens up.

“I’m gonna eat this outside! Call me if you need anything!” He says happily, then runs outside to eat in the Sun.

…

…

It’s awkward! You’re a guy so Sanji’s never been super nice to you, not as mean as others but not nice like this! Though you suppose you’ve never had a broken leg he had to set before. It feels weird having him be so caring with no backlash, you even started getting emotional near him earlier. You reach a hand out to grab the plate but you can’t place it on your lap properly since your leg is in a sling, it’d be uncomfortable to have to constantly twist to get a bite too. The cook sighs and grabs a chair to sit at the bed, grabbing the plate to put on his lap. Your eyes widen. “Are you going to feed me-”

“As if! I put it here so you don’t have to keep twisting, you could drop the food too.” He hands the fork to you. “You have two perfectly good arms.” That makes more sense, you grab the form and stab it into a piece of chicken.

“It’s good.”

“I know, and I told you you would taste it again.” He clutches the plate a bit tighter, remembering the words you spoke as if they were your dying ones. “So don’t thank me for ‘trying’ to save you. I did. You’re here and you’ll keep tasting this over and over.” His voice is getting shaky again, it must’ve been traumatizing having your dying friend in your arms.

“I’m sorry for stressing you out, I said those things because I didn’t want you to blame yourself if I died. I’m the one who twisted my ankle and broke my leg.” You feel guilty.

“Don’t act as if that would make me happy. I was worried, you’re always—doing things like this. You thought you were going to die and you didn’t ask for me to hurry up or get angry you were trying to soothe me. Me! Like you weren’t the one dying!” His hand goes to his head, running his fingers through his hair.

“I was plenty scared, you were soothing me too.” At that Sanji stands up, places the plate on the chair, and paces the room. He almost leaves but he wants to make sure you eat everything.

“I…” He rubs his eyes. “I’m glad you’re alive. I should’ve done a better job at setting the bone, I’m sorry.” You reach over and manage to get another bite of chicken.

“Yeah it hurt really bad, but you aren’t a miracle worker. I just hope I can walk soon, it’d suck being a liability.”

“I’m sure you will, just try not to force yourself by moving-”

‘again?’

“-and eat up.” He picks the plate up again and sits back down with it on his lap. “I’m not a doctor but I’ll keep cooking dishes for your recovery. Don’t get picky.” He takes the fork from you and stabs it into multiple parts of the dish, shoving it in your mouth as a nice combination of flavors. “If I find an empty plate I’m forcing it down your throat.” Sanji grumbles, not that he would actually do that. He just wants you to get better, hope you have a big stomach.

GIVE ME REQUESTS NOW RIGHT NOW IN INBOX GIVE ME THEM RIGHT NOW ❗️❗️❗️❗️

also specify gender and if platonic or romantic pwease :3

Edit: Okay no more i have over ten ill open them again once ive done a few thanks for the requests :333

Had this written for a while but decided to post it finally so here.

Scent

Shanks x Male Reader. Shanks has a pussy, omegaverse. Filth because i have dirty thoughts.

Omega Shanks with an oral/face fixation. Loves to ride your face and slick himself up as much as he can till it’s dripping onto the mattress. Your face is what people look at the most, after all. Goes the other way around too, loves looking pretty on his knees when he sucks you off, looking up at you with twinkling but lustful brown eyes. “Like my eyes? I only look like this with you, you know.” He says lovingly with a wink while he jerks you off the rest of the way, opening his mouth with his tongue slightly out and the corners of his mouth curled up in a cheeky smile. All so you can cum all over his face and tongue. He rubs it over his face happily afterwards, pouting if you say it’s weird. “Just want people to know we love eachother~♡.” Shanks coos to you, making kissy faces. It’s not that he gets jealous, he trusts you, but he can get a bit possessive. No no, not of you, he gets possessive for you. He’s a popular man, he knows that, and he wants people that ever try and kiss him on the cheek or get too close to him to know that he’s all scented up by you. That if they choose to kiss him that they’ll be kissing a part of you too. He always gets a stupid grin on his face when they realize, “Just lovin my boyfriend, ya don’t mind, right?” He’ll say cheekily. The same with you, if someone tries to hit on you they’ll be “kissin my juices”. You two already scent eachother’s necks any chance you get, and sure maybe you could leave scents in other ways, but that’s no fun.

Shoulders

Various x tall male reader. Shanks, Usopp, Luffy, Sanji. You put your babygirls on your shoulders. No relationship but crush.

Shanks

“Ugh..” Shanks gets on his tippy toes to try and look at something, he’s a tall man but somehow not tall enough to get a good view. This cliff is high and he knows it would be awesome if only there weren’t a hill just about blocking it. “So much for being tall..” Shanks huffs and you spot him moping.

“Something wrong Captain?” You ask him, significantly taller. “Woah, the view here is really nice.” To you the hill isn’t blocking anything so you admire it, almost forgetting your captain until you look back at him staring at you.

“Way to shove it in…” He grumbles and you process what he’s talking about before getting excited.

“Captain, are you too short to see it!?” You ask him and he sighs.

“Just not tall enough, not that I’m short.” He has an exasperated smile on his face but he is actually bummed that he’s missing a nice view. Shanks just knows for a fact if he brought this up with any other crewmates or tried to grab something to get higher he would get made fun of, so he’s just been trying to get a good view on his own. He even contemplated jumping, but that would be a temporary solution since he would fall eventually. As he’s thinking he feels his waist being grabbed. “Hm?” He’s being lifted. 

“How’s this?” You ask as you put him on your shoulders. He grabs onto your head to balance himself and then looks up, eyes widening before he could get a chance to say anything else.

“I can see it now!” He says as he gets comfortable on your shoulders. His eyes sparkle, this is amazing! He looks down at you “I should say my thanks, I’m not heavy?” 

“Light as a feather, Cap.”

“Flattering~ Try not to break any woman’s hearts with that line. Almost got me with that.” He teases and averts his gaze back to the view, gotta keep it cool before he gets embarrassed himself.

…

“Should I keep trying then?” You mumble and he looks back down at you, shocked.

“..Ah?” He processes it then looks back up, patting your head. “..yeah..maybe..” His ears are blending in with his hair, cute.

Usopp

“Dammit.” He holds his binoculars to his eyes, unable to get a good vantage point from this height. He’d already boasted that Zoro and Luffy didn’t need to worry about the Marines and that he could deal with them from afar, but like this he isn’t sure if he could do it. 

“Are you having trouble?” You walk up to him while asking. Oh great, now his crush is here to watch him fail. 

“Not at all, just taking my time you know since I really gotta get this right, of course I could do it anytime I want-” He starts to ramble on and on while you stare at him. Eventually you figure out what the problem is and grab him, plopping him onto your shoulders. “Eek! What are you-”

“Look.” You motion for him to try again and he looks towards the crowd of marines again, realizing that now he can get a good shot, but now he’s flustered because you’re both touching and oh my god his crotch is on the back of your head he needs to stay calm. “C’mon, take aim.” He clears his throat, trying to put himself together as he looks back towards the crowd of marines.

‘Don’t miss this chance and embarrass yourself Usopp, he’s right here.’ He thinks to himself as he aims his slingshot, taking aim before he finally fires a Pop Green, which detonates in the middle of the crowd. Plants shoot up from the ground and start eating the marines, multiplying and taking care of the whole crows without the crew having to run over and do it themselves. “I did it!” He cries happily, slowly going limp until you catch him in your arms.

“You did it! Are you okay?”

“Yeah just nerv- I mean of course I’m okay! That was nothing.” He sits up in your arms.

“Oh I guess I don’t have to carry you.” He freezes and then goes limp in your arms again.

“I have I-can’t-walk-until-we-get-back-onto-the-Sunny disease.” You smile and walk back to The Sunny with him in your arms. 

Luffy

“Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm..” Luffy stares at the wall above him. They’re at an island and Franky’s building something cool, but is keeping it a secret from Luffy no matter how much he begs since he would be too excited too early and end up blabbing to everyone else. He can’t jump to the other side because he might crash into it, so he stretches up and tries to put his arms on the ledge. Slippery! They slip off and he snaps back to the ground and falls back with a grumble. That means he probably wouldn’t be able to just jump on the wall either. There aren’t any trees or anything around for him to climb on either…. Maybe he could just go gear 4 to bounce up?

“Luffy?” He hears your voice and jolts, turning to face you like a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar. “..Trying to see what Franky’s building?”

“I just wanna take a peek! I won’t tell anyone else!” He whines, trying to stretch up again but slipping off for the second time. No getting to see the cool invention and now he’s failing right in front of you! He’s about to change into Bounce Man when you lift him up onto your shoulders. “Don’t say I did this, okay?” His eyes twinkle, why didn’t he think of this sooner. Convenient and he gets to be on your shoulders. You watch as the captain looks up.. and suddenly goes silent. “...Luffy? What is it?” It’s just an even higher wall that says “Using (Y/n) isn’t going to work either.” 

“Nooooooooooo!” It never mattered, there’s a ceiling too so gear 4th wouldn’t have worked either.

Sanji

“Fuck.” Sanji mutters to himself, he had been shopping with you when he spotted some ladies being harassed. Him, being a gentleman, couldn’t just let that slide; so he beat the shit out of the men. After they were sufficiently beat up and the ladies were sufficiently flirted with he had realized his groceries were gone. At first he was worried that they were stolen but when he looked up he just realized that in the heat of battle he had accidentally flung the bags up and onto a roof. 

“How did you even manage that?” You mumble, staring up at them. 

“This is all those damn scumbags’ fault.” He’s started to heat up again before you put a hand on his shoulder to calm him down. The cook sighs. “I’ll get them.” The cook says, but right as he’s about to air walk you pick him up and place him on your shoulders so he can reach. His eyes are wide and he freezes.

“Sanji? Can you reach it now?” He stays frozen, he’s been placed on your shoulders. Your shoulders. Your amazing spectacular comfortable shoulders oh so helpfully despite him being able to have done it himself because of course you would you’re so amazing and kind. 

“L’amour de ma vie.” He speaks before he can stop himself, then turns bright red. 

“You say something?” You ask from below and he panics.

“Nothing!” He quickly says, grabbing the groceries and holding them to his thumping chest. Gods, he needs to control himself now before he gives anything away. Sanji stays there, trying to control his heartbeat.

“Sanji. Uh, are you gonna get off?”

“Merde, sorry..!” He quickly hops off of your shoulders, landing on the ground. You realize something.

“Oh you could’ve just gotten up there on your own, sorry I was so focused on helping you I forgot.”

“It’s fine, more than fine, you can do that whenever you wan- whenever I need it—and you’re willing to give it of course.” Yeah he’s so screwed. You just smile at him, and he immediately freezes before blood trickles from his nose. 

“Hey!? Wha- there’s no girls right here, what happened!?” You fuss over him as he spaces out, thinking of how much he loves his life right now.

××××××

L’amour de ma vie = Love of my life

Merde: Shit

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I finished! This took way longer than it should've tbh considering it isn't very long, but i kept getting distracted by games and other ideas. Sorry for taking so long. Here's the reveal @hurlingdown it's mee!! I'm 👻! I had a nightmare someone else posted something claiming to be 👻 but its me.

How to Breed your Captain

Shanks x Male!Reader. Top reader, omegaverse. 3327 words. 't' thoughts. Shanks has a posay.

You’re sitting down, sipping on some ale, when you realize Shanks hasn’t been back yet. You and Shanks were chatting when he said that he was “gonna take a piss”. However, that was around 10 minutes ago and he still isn’t back. You’re starting to get a little concerned. You know how your captain is when he’s drunk, and you knew he didn’t look all there when he had left, but he hadn’t even drank that much. He’s an experienced drinker, even if he’s known as a drunk he wouldn’t get woozy over what was around a mug and a half of ale. ‘Did he drink earlier without telling me?’ You think to yourself, that being the only option you can think of to why he would look off while leaving or take this long. The thought doesn’t help your anxiety though, I mean he gets clumsy and even more carefree when he’s not all there, what if he slipped and hit his head on the toilet, or threw up hard enough that he passed out? Your leg bounces anxiously, Shanks is a grown man that should be able to handle himself but you know that isn’t always the truth, almost as much as Beckman. “Dammit.” You curse and put your mug of ale down, unable to handle the anxiety anymore. You’ll have to get up to go check up on the idiot, that’s what you thought since when you get to the bathroom it’s empty. “Did he go to his room?” You mumble and walk over to his cabin. He does have a bathroom in there, though it doesn’t make sense he would go all the way over there for it. Maybe he forgot that he was having a conversation with you on the way to the bathroom and went to sleep. When you get to his room you knock on the door, smells kinda off, maybe he’s sick. “Captain!?” You yell out, man if you didn’t care about him this much you would’ve just left him to his devices. ‘Should I just.. open the door..?’ You wonder. Deciding against it you hold your ear to the door, trying to listen for any snores. When you don’t hear any you get concerned, you can tell the light it on. The smell is getting weirder too, did he actually throw up? Your head feels fuzzy too, maybe the ale was stronger than you both thought..

[Earlier]

“fuck…” Shanks mumbles as he walks down the hallway. It’s taking everything he has to keep his pheromones inside his body, using all his experience of holding in pain both physical and mental to help him. Holding things in is making it worse, he’s just making himself emotional faster, but he can’t be spotted like this. His thoughts go to earlier, when you two were drinking. He had already started feeling off around you lately, sometimes he forgets he’s an omega since he takes blockers and doesn’t really pay attention to those specific labels, so he brushed it off as him just taking a liking to you. He fucks because he can, and any parts that are different are just the things given to him. The only times he remembers he’s an omega is when he’s reminded, either during sex or during medical appointments, though sometimes he isn’t paying attention even then.. Well he wishes he was paying attention now. Hongo had always told him that even if he took blockers that he should keep track of when he was supposed to have heats, just in case something ever went wrong during those times; but Shanks being Shanks, pushed that aside. He wouldn’t need to know all that, if anything happened he would just deal with it, Hongo keeps track anyway; so the doctor could just deal with it. Medical stuff isn’t his specialty.

‘I might be the biggest idiot in the world.’ Shanks tells himself as he shoves his door open and falls onto his bedroom floor, kicking it closed with his foot. Why hadn’t he put it together? Liking you, starting to feel off around you recently, feeling hornier than usual… why did it not click? What’s wrong with him? Is he stupid? Shanks lets out a small groan as he presses his thighs together, already feeling the slick between them. He had heard before of something like love activating a heat even if blockers were taken, but it was rare and sounds way too romantic. Plus, Shanks is more than grown now. Healthy, but not a teenager that can’t control their hormones. He slides a hand down to his pants, over his crotch, and presses down. Pleasure shoots through him and he tries to cover his mouth to muffle a moan, forgetting that he doesn’t have another hand to muffle it with. It makes him jolt and he shakily sits up and tries to sense if anyone is near, sighing in relief when he doesn’t feel anyone. He manages to get onto his feet, trying to imagine he’s just drunk as he flops onto his bed on his stomach; then rolls onto his back. ‘Should I knock myself out?’ He considers seriously, knowing how it feels to have a heat without a partner. It’s miserable, no matter how many times you cum it keeps feeling like it isn’t enough. What’s worse is you just get depressed too! God he would rather go through a terrible hangover. His crotch is pulsing, fluttering and clenching around nothing as his breath starts to quicken. Shanks slips a hand into his pants and parts his lips, the amount of slick he feels making him flinch. “God what am I this wet for?” He mumbles and his mind immediately goes to you, making his womb throb in response with a whine. He isn’t an insecure man, but you’ve never really shown any genuine interest in him. You’ve flirted with him, maybe even alluded to a fling, but he doesn’t want a fling. Here it goes with the negative thoughts. He likes you, he loves you, even if he shouldn’t. He’s your captain and older than you. An older omega… would he even be able to give pups at this age? The thought rings through him and he tears up with a whine. He’s pushing 40, he isn’t as fertile as he used to be, even if he’s an omega he isn’t good enough. His body isn’t good for pups, he drinks and fights and he’s above his prime. He aged like fine wine appearance wise but what does that matter? Shanks is just a pretty face and a pretty body. His fingers play with his clit as he starts to cry softly, feeling pathetic. When he was younger he cursed the people who told him he would regret not having pups while he was young, he still does now; but when in his heat... he agrees with them. It’s the hormones, this is known, but this pain is real. He keens out for a mate that isn’t there. A dangerous man, a whore, used up and useless. All these things that would never bother him, things that he even sometimes took pridefully, fill his mind and make him miserable. It makes his first orgasm feel like shit, the pleasure doing nothing. ‘Useless useless useless’ his omega mind tells him as he turns his head to the side, unable to even wipe his tears.

[Now]

You sniff the door more, trying to figure out what it is until you catch a whiff of something. It feels erotic at first, like alcohol, which is why you mistook it as maybe your breath from the ale; but you start to realize that it isn’t. You press your nose to the door and sniff again, smelling it stronger. Salty, a stinging like alcohol and the salty sea. It smells like Shanks, but it’s usually softer than this, more calm. This smells more… unstable. Even when he was drunk he didn’t smell like this. The scent turns rotten, more salty and more like wine that wasn’t sealed properly, negative and stressful “Captain?” You call out as you knock on the door again, getting less irritated due to worry. Unknown to you, Shanks hears you, but it only made him feel better for a moment. It’s a whirlpool, he’s happy you’re here, happy you sound worried, but what now? The only good parts of him are the fact that he’s confident, sure of himself. If he isn’t then he would just be some insecure, pathetic, drunk, old omega giving himself away. No, no, he can’t let you see him like this. You get a headache as the scent gets weaker, then stronger as he tries and fails to hold it in. “Captain, are you okay? What’s going on? Should I call someone?”

“No!” He yells out instinctively, startling you slightly.

“Okay.. I will.. not—call someone.” You respond, still hesitant. You’re close to Shanks but not as close as maybe Beckman, another omega. “Are you sure though? I can call Beckman.” Shanks thinks about that, that actually might make him feel a bit better; but Beckman isn’t you. Plus he has a feeling Beckman would just scold him, maybe even tell him to go to you. God he’s pathetic. “Captain, I know we aren’t as close but is there something I can do?”

…

“C..Can you just… stay here?” He mumbles, it’s quiet to the point where you can barely hear it.

‘He wants me to stay!?’ You think to yourself, shocked. You’ve already gotten hard from his pheromones, what if you say something stupid? “Uh are you su-”

“You don’t want to?” Shanks sounds vulnerable, weak, and you shake your head quickly despite him not being able to see it.

“No, no, I’m okay staying here,” ‘God he sounds so cute I wanna see him.’ “I was more worried that you don’t actually want me here.” You say, your mind spinning a little. You’re doing your best to stay calm, unfortunately that’s only making Shanks feel worse since he’s thinking that he’s so unattractive that you’re completely fine despite his pheromones going strong. “I just want to make you feel better.” Caught in a bad spot, the two of you are. Shanks is insecure and feeling worse because you seem completely fine, and you’re doing your best to hold yourself together because Shanks is distressed. This is going nowhere but down. “Are you uhm.. in heat? Did you forget your blockers?”

“Gods, I didn’t. It would make things easier if it were just that.” Shanks says, biting his lip when he slips a finger inside himself.

‘Why is he so emotional, am I doing something wrong? Am I this emotional during a rut?’ Your mind races as you try to think of anything to save this. You try to think of something that you would like to hear during a stressful rut. “..Do you need help?” When you’re met with silence you consider playing it off as a bad joke but then there’s a response.

“What good is helping an old geezer like me?” He says, his voice sad. Your mind goes blank for a moment, what is he saying? He’s completely out of your league asking what good is there? He isn’t even that old!

“Well- uh.. you’re sexy?” You sound a bit unsure, not knowing if you’re doing something good. When you smell him slightly calm you feel slight relief. Shanks may not want just a fling, but hearing the person he loves call him sexy is always a plus. “You’re super hot, and you’re incredibly attractive in all ways both physically and personality wise.” You keep throwing out compliments, flooding them in as your captain’s pheromones seem to be reacting positively. “I know I make fun of your arm jokes but they’re actually funny, even when they’re not they’re funny in an unfunny way; especially since you always look so bright and proud of yourself when you get the perfect opportunity to make one. Your eyes crinkle up happily, it’s super cute.” His sadness is subsiding and turning into a small glee as you continue, his hips bucking into his fingers. You press your hands against the door, “You’re the most desirable person and omega I've ever me-” and fall through it onto Shanks’s bedroom floor. Oh. When the redhead had struggled inside earlier he hadn’t closed it properly, so it opened at the pressure. He stares at your form on the ground, not sure whether to laugh or beam that you’re inside. You get up onto your knees and your brain immediately goes numb from the smell of him, the scent through the door can’t compare to this. It makes your mouth water and you forget about your embarrassment. Shanks is about to ask if you’re okay when you get up onto your feet and look at him, your pupils dilating at the sight. Your captain is laying there, propped up on his elbow. You can see glistening on his fingers, slick. He follows your gaze and gets embarrassed.

“Had to make do, being alone and all.” He mumbles, trying to play it cool. Exceedingly hard when his face is still flushed and his muscles are tensing from trying not to pull you to him. You walk over to him and grab his wrist, making him flinch and gasp when you wrap your lips around his wet fingers, groaning at the taste. His womb throbs and he purrs involuntarily from the action, his body pleased that his alpha is here. “(Y/n) I-”

“Shh, I’m here now.” You pull back and move yourself between his legs, your tent above his clothes weeping cunt. “Fuck, I can almost feel how wet it is just from this.” You grind down on him and he throws his head back with a cry, pleasure shooting through him as his legs wrap around your waist instinctively. You can’t help it, you need to fuck him, your hands go to the hem of his pants and pull it all off. He’s wet, it would be so easy to thrust into him, you put your tip at his entrance and pause.

“...?” Shanks props himself up to look at you, you’re sweating and clenching your teeth. You’re holding back, Shanks hasn’t given consent yet and your body is punishing you for daring to stop yourself from breeding an omega in front of you; but you can’t, you can’t do this to your captain if he doesn’t want it just because you couldn’t control yourself. Shanks realizes this and grabs your shirt to pull you down for a kiss, his lips moving against yours passionately until he pulls back. “Fuck me.” He whispers. “Please…” Your eyes fog over and you grab his legs to pull him back onto your cock while thrusting into him, his body adjusting to you immediately as he gasps. So ready for cock and now he’s all yours. He’s already a mess below you, squirming. It’s not long before his walls pulse around you and he wails, his orgasm coming suddenly after being pent up and distressed this whole time. His arm clutches onto the back of your shirt as your hips move, “Breed me please please I need it.” gripping onto it so hard you’re sure it’ll stretch out. It doesn’t matter though, not when his pussy is clenching around you so well as he begs you to give him pups. Him being a powerful pirate or the captain of an important crew doesn’t matter, he just wants to be your omega. Fuck, you’ll keep him pregnant over and over until he can’t think about anything except getting bred and taking care of his pups, your pups. Your knot starts to inflate and Shanks lets out pheromones to give you every sign he wants it, shaking as he reaches his second orgasm. Gummy walls squeeze around you and leak slick as he cries out while you continue to fuck him; painting his insides with your seed. Your knot slowly forces its way inside with your thrusts until it pops inside of him with a squelch. Shanks feels dizzy, happy, he puts his hand on his stomach purring until he remembers how old he is. “What’s wrong?” You ask him as you rub your scent glands onto his.

“Pups.. I'm.. it’d be hard for me to get them.” He feels like crying, tearing up while he looks away feeling ashamed. You think for a moment, then pick him up and walk towards the door that’s still open with your dick still inside him, closing it. You won’t need to lock it, everyone will get the hint the moment they even get near the hallway. You plop down onto the bed with him on your lap and thrust up into Shanks, your knot still inside.

“It doesn’t matter. If it’s hard for you to get pups then we can keep trying.” You grab his hand and intertwine your fingers. “I’ll do it over and over until your womb is overflowing with me.” Shanks pants, his eyes glazing over at your romantic(?) words.

“Alpha~” He whines and you pull him in for a kiss, making out with him until your knot unswells enough you can lay him back on the mattress and hook his legs over your shoulders into a mating press. You kiss him one more time before thrusting into his wet cunt, squelching with slick as you fuck your own cum deeper into him. Your mouth goes to his neck, sucking hickeys where you’re planning on biting him once his heat is over. When you can fuck your seed into him and mate him while he’s fully himself. This angle is deeper than before and you feel the tip of your dick kiss his cervix, making his head throw back with pleasure as slick drips down your balls and coats your thighs. His plump chest from his muscles move with each thrust, nipples perked up like they’re already going to lactate. Your hand goes to one and squeezes the flesh there, his heat making them softer than usual. He likes it, cries getting louder since he can’t speak anymore. Your knot swells up for the second time and he cums again, struggling to make more noise that shows he’s yours as his throat goes sore. It doesn’t even matter if he didn’t love you, your dick is too addictive, he’d never be able to have another. You pound into him and his cervix, one hand on his thigh and the other on his breast. You’re a perfect match and as you slam into him the to his cervix shoots your cum directly into his womb as your cock ruins his pussy for the second time.

“My omega.” You mumble and kiss him again as he manages to purr happily, your scents mixing together like you’re already mated.

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Shanks pants, his red hair clinging to his sweaty forehead as you fuck into him. Your clothes around the bed into a nest as soon as you both calmed enough to let him make one. His stomach is swollen with your seed, you’ve been breeding him for days now because of this strong pent up heat and now his brain is numb with nothing but you. You finally slip out of him with a pop and jizz pours from his used hole, loose and bred. His breasts have bites on them and the nipples swollen along with his clit from being played with so many times. You lean over and peck his kiss bitten lips, tears of pleasure staining his cheeks. “Pretty omega, my pretty captain omega~” You continue to kiss his face and he sighs in relief, closing his eyes. This was rough for the both of you to do for so long but you both have good stamina and you’ll learn soon how clingy Shanks can be as your mate.