Can you write Monkey d Dragon x wife!reader, where he comes to visit her after Marineford and they talk about everything that happened (Ace's death, missing and maybe dead Luffy, Garp's position in the war, etc..) I know it's kinda sad but I love him so much and nobody's writing fanfiction about this charismatic girly pop
Oh my gosh yes. I'm so sorry I have no idea when this was asked, I've not written for a month or so but I'm coming back now.
And dw at all, I love sad stuff and I love wife!reader fics! Dragon needs more love...
Heartfelt meeting - Dragon x Wife!Reader
Summary: Dragon visits his wife after years of not seeing one another, face to face, with messages from a distant war... as well as thoughts for their son, currently MIA.
Contents: TW swearing, mentions of death
Dragon walked along the shoreline, his feet buried in soft black sand with each step. It was warm, might have been relaxing even if he wasn't so stressed.
He left base without a word. No goodbye, no locations for where he'd be or even a breath to anyone. All they saw was a flash of his green cape as he swept it over his shoulder, hiding the expression of distress on his hardened features. Sabo wasn't there when they all saw the footage of that moment - thinking of it now, he's extremely glad that he sent Sabo elsewhere just hours before. Though it wouldn't be long before he knew... Dragon knew he'd have to make it back in time to be with him for it.
Some part of him felt selfish as he walked along the beach, looking ahead with hopeful eyes for that speck of her on the horizon. For different reasons, he felt like he should be meeting Ivankov and the escapee Revolutionaries back home after years of separation, his dear friend had given up a chunk of his life in that hell hole for their cause. But the other part of him knew that this was the right thing to do, he should have gone to her even before all that shit hit the fan. She deserved someone with her, couldn't imagine how she felt about it all especially with how things were regarding Luffy... but she wasn't the type to blame him, she'd probably claim that she should have been with him.
The sun was starting to sink in the sky, warping blue to orange and baby pink. Clouds were thin and whispy, escaping to the edges of his view. Water crept gently up the beach and towards him at an angle, he was making sure not to get too close to it even if it looked so inviting. Suddenly, in his moment of haze, he looked up again and saw a figure sitting still just a few metres away. Her trousers were hiked up to her knees and her shirt was tucked in at the waist but still flowing with the gentle evening air. Her hair was styled down, pretty side profile exposed to him, glowing. And his heart started to beat again so much that he could feel it, like it always did when he saw her. Because every time he laid eyes on her, no matter how many years they could be apart or how much they'd both aged... he could always fall in love with her all over again.
You felt the burning heat of eyes on you, but not like the unkind ones that would usually make you wary. These were of something else, something familiar. Turning your head, you could see your husband standing there like he always does when you see him. One of his hands was at his side and the other was in his pocket, iconic green cape tucked into the hook of his arm. His dress shirt was open, you used to pester him to do that for you, and his trousers were still hung low and touching the sand where his feet sank in. The wind had messed with his hair, it looked tousled with salt and sea breeze. Same expression as always, you'd never get bored of it or that heat in his eyes that he only ever seemed to look at you with. He was always so handsome when he dressed casual like this.
"Looking for someone, handsome stranger?" You joked dryly. Still, you could never fail to make that stern man smile. It turned his lips up and you couldn't help but chuckle too.
He came and sat down heavily next to you, letting out a long and exhausted sigh. Tense shoulders you noticed, more so that usual. You wondered just what had happened on his end, what was going through his closed mind too... hope you'd know soon enough.
You both sat in silence for a while and listened to the world passing by like nothing had happened. But still the burden of reality was heavy on your shoulders. Why, even if you were so far way from where everything happened, had nothing changed in the world? The sky shouldn't be so beautiful today, and the sea shouldn't be so calm. The birds shouldn't sing and the people shouldn't just carry on living without stopping for a second to think about what happened. Even if they did, they didn't know the truth. They'd call it justice against criminals, not that you can blame them for being so ill-informed.
Those thoughts must've leaked through your eyes as Dragon was looking at you softly, lifting a hand to your cheek to wipe away the few tears you'd subconsciously shed. "Talk to me, love" he said, using that voice he only used for you. No one else, or that you knew of, knew him the way you did and not in situations like this either. No one knew you like this either, tears weren't even in the question for the person you were away from him.
You touched the back of his hand and kept it there on your face. "I just doesn't feel right. Everything and nothing has changed, feels like everything's happened for nothing" you expressed.
He put his spare arm around you, pulling you closer to him. "How so?"
"I followed everything that happened as it unfolded from the very second Luffy's name was mentioned. Even before that, I read the news when Ace's name appeared" you explained, closing your eyes. Behind your eyelids it was like you were seeing it all again, unable to move or act at all. Days and islands away behind a monitor and being forced to sit and watch with a stone face as your own son thrust himself headfirst into a war, having just gone through hell and back for nothing, at the age of just seventeen. "I read every new report about his descent through Impel Down as they were published by the hour, torn between seeing marines line up ready to kill that innocent boy on live for the world to see and reading about my son trying to get himself killed".
Dragon breathed in the top of your head, face buried in the crown of your head. "I read along too, doesn't surprise me that we both had the same instict to not take our eyes away for a second".
You hummed in agreement. "It reminded me what horrible company I make too" you glared at nothing out towards the sea, some imaginary entity that had the face of those scum you have to break bread with.
Dragon hummed now, though his was a knowing one. He knew what you did, the people you met with too. Knew that you had to do it as well. Didn't mean he liked it, just that it wasn't something either of you could change. You continued on speaking, "Those i've known longer could read me better, know better than to speak or dare to even joke. But some of them don't. When Luffy- when he showed up and the camera panned to him, I felt like I was choking. That quiet air around us was supposed to remain quiet, but this one man wouldn't shut up. He was talking about our boy Dragon... and suddenly it felt all too real. Everything I'd read about him before was just an amusing little story but now I knew that he was truly part of this world, that we aren't the only two people that can see him anymore".
Dragon kissed your scalp, feeling the growing energy of your emotions weighing you down like a sinking ship and hoping that he could be your lifeline. You were his, always had been. As a kid, a teen and an adult, through everything you were there either face to face or over transponder. When he felt overwhelmed by being the only child of a marine hero, suffering the recent loss of his mother, you were there. That strange little girl with sticks in her hair and messy clothes dressed up like a boy, hanging off the railings of a pirate ship. As a teen when he was forced to be a marine, you didn't let it stop you from seeing him. And as an adult, you supported his decisions unquestionably. Even if you couldn't always be together, he was the other half of your soul.
"Well the world does see him now, nothing we can do about it anymore. They know who he is to me and suddenly that target on his back is doubled too. But the best part of that is that we know he's not alone. He's got Makino just like was planned, Dadan too though she wasn't my first choice... my old man..."
You pulled away from his quickly, your mood souring. "Like Garp could do anything for him! He didn't do anything! In fact-" you felt your face water as your anger and sadness filled you. "He's the reason our son might be dea-" you choked up, keeling over and holding your mouth. You couldn't say it. Couldn't voice it into existence, especially not when your heart was screaming at you never to say it. He couldn't be. He can't be. Not when you hadn't even really met him yet.
Dragon held you silently again and a half hour passed. You felt like falling away and crumbling to dust, you wondered what Dragon was feeling but he'd likely not say everything he felt.
"I'm angry, please believe me" he hushed to you, holding you tight. "We gave Luffy over to my father because I knew he could take them somewhere safe, to people who could look after Luffy. He could visit him, watch him grow. He's- not the best at expressing himself, it's unfortunately genetic... but (Y/n), he loves that boy more than anything in the world, him and Ace and Sabo even if he doesn't know it anymore".
"I tell myself he could have done something, but he couldn't. We couldn't. If he'd moved at all, it would've been worse off, he knows both of them can make their own choices and they did... it just happens that they weren't so lucky that day. The marines played dirty, more times than I could count. If we can be mad, we can be mad at them. You know how to make them hurt and so do it".
You nodded into him, smiling sadly. "He's alive. I know he is".
"I know that too, so don't stress my dear" he sighed deeply, pulling away to let her breathe. The sky was starting to turn purple now and Dragon looked like he suited the cover of growing darkness.
You chuckled, unsure if it was comical or if you were just trying to fill the void. "I sometimes wonder what it would have been like if we'd kept him with either on of us... or both of us together, even if it sounds ridiculous".
He grinned at you, a lopsided on that might seem out of place on his face. But to you, it was charming. "Tell me all about it, what would it have been like for you?"
You rolled your eyes cheekily and leaned back, palms in the sand and gazing up at the stars. "If I'd have kept him with me, he would be a mamas boy no doubt about it. I spoiled him enough within the year and a bit we had him, imagine that plus another fifteen and a half years". Dragon laughed deeply and urged you to continue. "I don't know how I would have kept him though, my work isn't the place to keep kids. I believe that no matter how much I would've wanted him there with me my fear, of anything happening to him under my watch or changing him into some dark creature like the men I work with, is much greater. I couldn't have been selfish like that, not to him".
"If he'd have gone with me, I think we would have ended up how me and my father have" Dragon said honestly. "I'm too driven, too preoccupied and focused. I would have liked to see him alongside me, but my father wanted that for me as a marine and we know how that turned out. Somewhere along the way it would probably pull us apart, I'd see him in that situation just as much as I see him now... meaning not at all".
You stroked a hand through Dragon's hair as he rested on his side, staring up at you occasionally and you swear you saw him as that same boy you met so long ago. What had he even see in you back then, a ruffian wild child...
"It was the best decision to put him in Foosha. I always did love your home village, even if I went what- like once or twice? Makino was a sweet soul, good girl she is. I don't know Dadan..."
"She's a boar but she's not cruel. Not a mother, but might've become one" Dragon added.
"Well he had a home, brother too. A grandpa. Friends, crewmates and allies... What must they be thinking now? Ace was guilty of nothing but having the wrong blood, and even then that's not a crime punishable by death. He was so young, Dragon. Luffy is so young. And if he's lut there, what must he be thinking?" You weren't crying anymore but your face scrunched up and your lip curled.
Dragon held your hand, kissing it in comfort. "Don't think about it too much, love. He might be young, but he's not a child. Whatever this is that's happening, it will pass. And though you feel like nothing has changed and only losses have been made, this has been the mark or turning tides. The people might sit quietly with this in the backs of their mind, but we do not. Nor do the marines or the millions more pirates inspired to go out to sea. I doubt they'll keep the Warlord system for much longer, a new Fleet Admiral must be announced and that means more Admirals too. The holders of power are shifting, it'll be ripples at first but soon enough it will feel like waves".
You stared at him with a straight face. "Have you always been this wise my love?"
He hit you playfully on the leg and you chuckled loudly. "Sorry, sorry. But, this will change the structure for both of us then yeah? No doubt my next meeting with the World Economic Press will be a boastful one for them, having made so much money off of the news recently".
"Yes, and the marines will be on the move soon depending on who takes power. I shiver to think who will take that role next" he visibly frowned.
You both stood up, the blanket of night was now black and cold. A shiver ran up your spine. He leaned into you, brushing your noses before finally kissing your lips. It had been a long while since you'd seen him. You just wished you could spend more than an evening together. "You know, whenever he may choose to return, you could always introduce yourself to Luffy" Dragon suggested lightly.
You face turned blank. "Can't risk that, don't want another target on him".
"You don't have to say who you are, you're in a better position than I am to offer an alliance to him. Though from what I've read, I doubt he'd take the offer immediately" he smirked.
You kissed his cheek holding his face as he held your wrists. "Maybe. I don't know yet. You never know, he might pick a fight with me instead" you laughed, then winced because with both of your histories that was entirely possible.
You pulled away, looking at your husband for the last time again for what might be months or years. That weight from before had flown away now, you felt light. Dragon did that to you. "You'll call me, won't you?"
"I wouldn't miss a chance to hear you voice again".
I'm absolutely dog at writing him but please take this anyway xoxo
Ya and ignore the y/n past and suspicious stuff there, made it up on the spot hehehe. Anyway, these bozos love their son, they just can't raise him because they r criminals yeah.
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