the fic antiquary

kyra | 24 | she/her | lesbian nico robin’s wife & lesbian nami apologist 18+ | side blog | multifandom requests: open (w/ slow output)

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some of y’all send such specific requests that you basically write the fic yourself, and some of you send requests as vague as “character x reader.” either way, i’m baffled.

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Y/N: We’ve got…

Y/N points to…

Usopp daddy issues,

Chopper daddy issues,

Luffy chaos junkie,

Nami mommy issues,

Sanji more daddy issues,

Zoro obnoxious asshole issues,

Jinbe and Robin and you!

Y/N: …

Y/N: You seem kinda weirdly self actualized as far as i can tell.

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I think everyone should get into One Piece if only for Nico Robin. Greatest character of all time hands down, just look at her :)

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here’s the thing: one piece filler is canon in my mind because when i watched ALL 1,155 episodes in 3 months, i didn’t know there were filler arcs. i just assumed every episode was contributing to the story in some way, whether it be plot progression or character development. so, as far as i’m concerned, it’s all canon, and i’m tired of people trying to argue with me that the filler doesn’t matter. it matters to me.

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happy juneteenth to the insanely talented black writers on this app, to my moots and to all my followers!! you're all so so loved and appreciated on this blog ... never forget that chat 🙏

HAPPY JUNETEENTH

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sooo... heh might be a little greedy or wtv but like I'm gonna give you another idea yeah what if like reader and law are secretly dating or whatever and the crew finds out during a fight when law gets mad the enemy like attacked reader and accidentally blurts out "don't touch MY (insert nickname or wtv) lowkkkk think it would be good

-🐢 anonn

hehehe be greedy! this was cute. i enjoyed writing this. i hope you enjoy it!

unforgivable offense

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unforgivable offense

So, maybe it was a secret, and maybe no one knew, but hurting you is still an unforgivable offense in Law’s eyes.

pairing(s): trafalgar law x reader, heart pirates x reader (platonic)

wc: 2.1k

cw: cursing, near death experience, hidden relationship

a/n: based on this request. i hope it’s what you were wanting, and i’m sorry about the wait.

Trafalgar Law prides himself on being a calm, calculating, and collected individual. He’s the Captain of the Heart Pirates, and as captain, it is imperative that he keeps a level head because he is ultimately responsible for the wellbeing of his crew. There is very little in all of the Grand Line that can lead Law’s level-headed demeanor to falter, yet as far as anyone else knows, there is nothing.

No one expected a confrontation today, especially not aboard their own ship. In fact, the Heart Pirates had expected an uneventful—maybe even relaxing—day at sea, and everyone was pleased to be above water for the day, breathing in the fresh ocean air instead of the stiff submarine air. Alas, after a few hours above water, another pirate crew had sailed upon the Heart Pirates, and they were looking for a fight.

Of course these no-name pirates would want a fight. Law scoffs at the thought, an irritated scowl spreading across his lips.

“Fix your face, Captain,” you say, stepping beside Law and bumping your shoulder with his. “Your face’ll get stuck like that.”

Law side-eyes you, noting that you’re smirking, pleased with and amused by yourself. He doesn’t answer.

You giggle at his silence, smirk turning into a wide grin. Law’s lips twitch imperceptibly into a smile before he steels his face once more.

“Focus, Y/N-ya,” Law warns. “The worst thing you can do is underestimate an enemy.”

“You’re such a worry-wart,” you say, unsheathing your katana.

“You’re a headache,” he counters.

You laugh again.

“I’ll see you when this is over,” you say, leaning in close to his ear, “sweetheart.”

Law blushes, but you don’t see it as you suddenly rush forward into the battle aboard the Polar Tang’s deck, your katana quickly finding home against the steel of an enemy’s blade.

The conflict carries on for a while as pirates clash. Blades clink against one another, scraping as opponents pull apart. Voices cry out in pain as pirates are sliced into, hit, and pushed overboard. If you focus in on the chaos, you can hear Law’s stern voice saying, “Room,” "Tact," and “Shambles” periodically. Across the deck, dead enemies scatter the wood; some enemies have been reassembled incorrectly, legs where shoulders should be, heads on incorrect torsos, and arms and legs switched; and the remaining pirates continue grunting as they swing their weapons and shout insults.

The battle has proceeded for nearly an hour, and the majority of the opposition has been defeated. Yet, there still remain several pirates who are a bit harder to bring down. Despite the Heart Pirates winning the battle, the entire crew is slowing down as the effort of the battle begins to take its toll. You are not immune from this.

You take a deep, shaky breath as you steel yourself, readjusting your grip on your blade and fighting the exhaustion finding a home in your overworked muscles.

Damn. The extra help of a Devil Fruit would be nice about now, you think. Then again, I’d like to be able to swim.

You purse your lips, shaking your head.

Enough. Focus, Y/N.

You take a step forward, rushing your opponent, a tall, burly man with a kinky beard. He’s decked out in jewelry he surely plundered, and a fine coat that seems to set him apart as the captain.

Weird that the captain would fight me and not Law. Captains usually go for each other, don’t they?

Your blade meets the Captain’s in front or you. You grit your teeth as you push forward. Your blades screech as they slide off one another, and the Captain takes a step back before fighting himself and swinging again. You duck, sidestepping away as you swing your sword towards his legs, hitting home. He growls, pushing past the leg wound and charging you once more. You side step him several times, using your Observation Haki to anticipate his moves. Finally, you see a break in his attacks, and you duck again as he steps forward, swinging his sword with the anger of man unused to losing. You push your katana blade forward with as much force as you can muster, stabbing the Captain in the chest, just barely missing his heart.

Damn it!

The Captain screams angrily, but he doesn’t go down. Instead, the hand not grasping tightly onto his sword finds its way into your hair, yanking you away from him. He holds you away from him, pulling your sword out of his chest and throwing it across the deck.

“You little bitch,” he cries. He yanks you close to his face. “You did well. I didn’t expect someone as puny as you to hold your own. Alas,” he snarls, lips curling in a mean, ugly expression, “you’re not stronger than me.”

Still holding you by the hair, the Captain sheathes his sword, exchanging it for a revolver. He holds it to your temple.

“Any last words, bitch?” He asks cruelly, and you expect he probably isn’t actually going to allow you any final words. You consider spitting in his face.

However, you don’t get to fully ponder the thought before the Tang is covered in a blue dome as a familiar voice yells, “ROOM!”

The Captain holding your life in his hands looks up to see the enraged Surgeon of Death in front of him. Law is snarling at the man, rage swimming in his eyes, one hand white knuckling Kikoku and the other outstretched and held downward maliciously.

“Take your grimy hands off of my wife.”

Law says the words slowly, with an intense conviction rarely seen. He looks livid, and he looks ready to kill.

The phrase has the desired effect of prolonging your execution. The Captain pauses, one hand still gripping your hair and the other still holding the gun to your head, but his attention has shifted from you to Law. In fact, the whole battlefield pauses, its attention shifting to Law, including the attention of the whole of the Heart Pirates who stutter at the threat.

“WIFE?!” Shachi and Penguin yell, confusion lacing their words.

Bepo suddenly begins wringing his hands anxiously where he stands in front of his unconscious opponent.

“Well, ain’t this the development?” The Captain laughs, a disgusting smirk spreading across his face, and his grip around in your hair tightens as he presses the gun harder against your temple.

“I am giving you 5 seconds to let go of my wife and drop your weapon,” Law says, unfazed by the battlefield's surprise at hearing him call you “wife.” He continues staring down his opponent, weapon at the ready, unfazed by the fear and unease permeating through his enemies.

“And what if I don’t?” The Captain sneers. “What if I shoot her right now and let you watch the life drain from her eyes? What could you do about that, Trafalgar Law?”

The Heart Pirates are panicked, fear swimming in their eyes as they glance at each other and back at the scene unfolding in front of them. The battle has all but ended. Everyone is either unconscious on the ground, floating in the sea, or frozen in anticipation as they watch with bated breath. Who will move first? The trigger-happy captain or Law?

“I promise you,” Law growls out, “you don’t want to find out.”

Then, with unprecedented speed, Law flips his hand.

“Shambles.”

You gasp as you’re transported across the deck, air knocked out of your lungs at the sudden movement. You whip around to look behind you, finding that Law had switched your position with his.

A gunshot rings out and you choke, fearing Law had been shot. However, Law had anticipated the gunshot once he switched places with you, and unhindered by the Captain’s hand, as you had been, he ducks, dodging the bullet.

You watch in awe as Law dodges the gunshot and faces off against your attacker. Law uses his Devil Fruit to throw various objects at the enemy, and he switches his own location several times, moving too quickly for the Captain to aim his weapon. Finally, Law stills in the air, pointing Kikoku at the enemy, lining up his shot.

“Injection Shot.”

A beam shoots from the tip of Kikoku and blasts into the Captain. The impacts blows the pirate backwards into the air, and he crashes into the water with a large splash as he is embraced by the sea.

Law lands on the deck of the Polar Tang and addresses the remaining enemies.

“Get off my ship unless you want the same treatment as your captain.”

The conscious enemy pirates scurry off of the Tang, pulling their fallen and unconscious comrades with them. Many jump into the sea themselves in their hurry, but most of them manage to climb back aboard their own ship before attempting to fish their captain and crew mates from the water.

Law watches as the opposing crew leaves, changing their course to sail away from the Heart Pirates and their captain’s wrath. It is only when he believes his crew safe that he pulls his eyes away from the horizon and searches for yours.

As Law’s eyes meet yours, you are met with a panic that has surely been steeping as he fought. The adrenaline from the excitement has worn off, and he takes quick steps towards you where you sit on your knees, exactly where he had teleported you earlier.

“Are you alright?” Law asks as he drops to his knees in front of you. His hands gently grab your face, turning it ever so slightly as he examines you for injury.

Your own hands reach, grabbing onto his wrists.

“I’m fine. Just a little rattled,” you assure.

You feel your lips pull into a smile, but you can’t help it because your husband is just so sweet in his concern.

Law lets out a deep breath when he determines you’re alive and well, letting his forehead dip against yours.

“Don’t do that again,” he says, which translates to I was terrified.

“I didn’t get captured and held at gunpoint on purpose,” you tease.

Law’s fingers find your side, pinching. You squeak.

“Don’t,” Law says, which translates to don’t joke about your life because the thought of you dying terrifies me.

Law does not have to say much for you to understand him—he never has—and that is one of the many reasons he has fallen head over heels for you. You understand he’s shaken up by the image of you at death’s door, and you know making light of the situation—which may help you process it—is not helping him calm down. So, you let you teasing tone fade away and replace it with a calm, sure tone.

“I promise I won’t make a habit of it. I fully intend to keep coming home to you,” you say lowly, your words meant for him and him alone.

Law nods. Then…

“Ahem,” comes a confused, potentially anxious voice. “Captain? Care to share what’s going on?”

Pulling his head away from you and looking up, Law faces his crew without standing and without letting his hands fall away from you.

“No,” he says simply.

You laugh. The Heart Pirates complain.

“No? What do you mean ‘no’? You can’t just completely obliterate some pirate captain without an explanation!” Penguin argues.

“You’re focused on the wrong thing, Penguin,” Ikkaku chimes in.

Shachi chimes in. “Captain, why did you call Y/N your wife?” He demands.

“Tch,” Law replies, offering nothing as his cheeks flush pink.

You rub your hand comfortingly up and down Law’s arm.

“Well, they know now, Sweetheart. Might as well confirm it,” you say gently.

“No.”

You giggle and you watch as the sound makes Law visibly relax.

“We’re married,” you say, looking to your crew mates.

“What?!” Someone exclaims.

“How long?!” Someone else asks.

“Hmm. When were we in the North Blue last?” You grin.

The Heart Pirates’ jaws drop, staring at you in disbelief.

“THAT WAS OVER TWO YEARS AGO!” They shout.

You just laugh, a wide smile overtaking your features.

“Tch. Stop being dramatic,” Law says simply.

“I can’t believe you kept this a secret,” whines Shachi.

“I can’t believe we weren’t invited to the wedding,” Penguin adds.

“I knew,” Bepo says.

“WHAT?!” The attention is suddenly on Bepo, whose ears flatten as he looks down at his paws, wringing them anxiously.

“Sorry,” he says.

Throughout the commotion, you return your attention to Law, who looks relieved that the attention is no longer on him. You smile gently.

“Thank you for saving me,” you say softly, reaching out to tuck a strand of hair away from his face.

“Always,” he says simply, hand finding yours and squeezing.

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Y/N: I thought you were dead!

Robin: Despite my best efforts, I am alive.

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Love your last fic, and if anyone ask for another qpr fic, here are a few fun facts

QPR blurs or breaks the traditional boundaries between a conventional platonic friendship and a romantic relationship

Have deep emotional investment, and flexible physical intimacy

It varies entirely depending on the individuals involved

yeah, i was a little fuzzy on that, so i just went more friends who are both queer. 😅

thank you for the clarification.

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my one piece hyperfixation is hyperfixating

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Hey 👋, do you remember those monavistas from egghead that look like the wardlords Boa, Mihawk, and Jinbe, what if the strawhats saw the one that looks like Jinbe and one of them looks to female reader and Jinbe (if reader and Jinbe are both there or if they're split up to a different group, and it's just one of them?) And jokingly says "Did you two have a secret love child or something and didn't bother to tell us?" And then the two of them just started blushing and tells the others to stop joking around or something?🤣

( I just thought I'd share a funny story idea with ya you don't have to do a story about it if you don't want to it's completely up to you?)

I've thought about this one for a while, and even though the idea is cute, I'm not going to write it for two reasons. Firstly, I really just don't think I can write for Jinbe that well. Secondly, I think it'd be really complicated to make it work.

To the second reason, I don't think the Seraphims work quite like that. The Seraphim are basically clones of former Warlords mixed with King's Lunarian DNA and augmented devil fruits, or something like that. So, I guess for this to work, then, reader would have also had to have been a Warlord of the Sea at some point, and Vegapunk would have had to intentionally mix reader's and Jinbe's DNA to create what is essentially a lab baby (which, what would be his motivation for that? Just a really powerful Seraphim?). Otherwise, each character would just have a Seraphim clone because they were both Warlords and the joke wouldn't work.

I probably got a bit carried away with this, but I think it's fun to think through these things and talk about them. I'm hoping you also just enjoy discussing the intricacies of the One Piece world and aren't upset I took your idea and ran with how it may or may not work, haha.

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Luffy and the reader in a queer platonic relationship, pls here me out with this

i'm hearing you out! genuinely, idk what you wanted exactly with this, but i hope a few headcanons work!

happy pride!

luffy and reader with a queer, platonic relationship headcanons

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luffy and reader with a queer, platonic relationship headcanons

What would it be like to have a queer, platonic relationship with Luffy?

pairing: ace!monkey d luffy x ace!platonic!reader

cw: none

a/n: this was written with an aro/ace reader in mind, but i did leave in a joke/comment about a lesbian reader. so, just whatever. we vibin. happy pride! lol. based on this request.

I do not give anyone permission to copy, repost, or translate my work. This includes to A.I. programs. However, you are free to like, comment, and/or reblog it.

Monkey D Luffy is aromantic and asexual, idgaf. Argue with the wall.

Luffy is 100% someone who just cannot be bothered with sex or romantic relationships. His friendships are important to him, and that's enough. Anything else is just beyond his comprehension. Just being there for people, sharing a meal with people, and laughing with people is all he needs. Everything else will just get in the way of his dreams of being King of the Pirates.

Luffy gets along with almost everyone, but I think he'd get along particularly well with someone like him. So, I think when he becomes friends with you, who is also queer, things just click because it's just so easy to get along with people who experience the world similarly to you. I think Luffy would especially get along with other aro/ace people because you're both just chillin' with being friends and exploring the world.

"Oh, you're like me!" Luffy grins from ear to ear.

"Guess so," you laugh.

And that's that.

Alternatively, however, I don't think that Luffy knows or cares about labels. He might be aro/ace, but he does not care enough to define his lack of attraction. If you care about labels, he will 100% respect them, but I don't think he'll hardly even remember the terms if you offer them ("This is my friend! She's lebanese!" "Lesbian, Luffy."). And a discussion of such labels would likely end up in this scenario:

"Oh, so you're ace," you say.

"No, I'm Luffy. Ace is my brother," Luffy replies, looking at you like you've grown a second head.

Y'all's friendship only gets stronger when you're in situations where other people are swooning over romance and whatnot because what's so the big deal about all that?

The Straw Hat Pirates had just successfully defeated another no-good pirate crew who had been terrorizing an island. Thus, a banquet was to be had, and many of the Strawhats had had a bit too much to drink, Sanji being one of them. So, of course, Sanji in all of his drunken glory has been loudly lamenting his singleness to the crew, nearly whining about not having a lady. The crew, of course, has various reactions: Zoro has several mean quips to throw at Sanji, Robin listens intently with a quiet and amused smile, Nami tells him to get over it with a blow to the head, etc. You and Luffy, however, only make a face at Sanji before turning to each other.

"What's the big deal with having a girlfriend?" You ask. "I don't get it."

"Me neither. Are you going to eat that?" Luffy replies, pointing at your food.

I think sometimes when the crew is out and about, people might try to hit on you, despite your disinterest. I think this is where Luffy comes in.

"Hey, Y/N! Who's your friend?" Luffy asks, throwing a rubbery arm around your shoulders.

"Oh, they're not," you reply.

The person hitting on you pulls a face. "Hey, buddy. We were having a conversation!"

"Oh! Was it interesting?!" Luffy grins.

"Not really," you say, amused.

"Well, that's boring! Let's go do something fun!"

And the two of you leave the person alone and confused.

All in all, I think Luffy would get along with a queer friend really well, and I think it'd be a bonding thing initially that just ends up not mattering at all. Luffy's just Luffy, and you're just you, and you're both friends.

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I need nami x robin x reader angst 🤧

hi! omg thank you so much for the request and for being patient, anon. i know that this is several, several months old. anyway, here's your angst! enjoy!!!

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