Hello! I've been enjoying reading through your blog!! For a prompt, what about Mihawk x fem! reader, who has been staying with mihawk in Kuraigaina (like perona and zoro), and he happens to overhear her singing beautifully 😍 How do you think he would react, especially if he realizes he has feelings for her? 😉 oh & sfw or nsfw...up to you lol 😏😈
Hope this isn't too detailed or anything, and thank you in advance if you decide to do it!!
Prompt: Mihawk x F reader with a beautiful singing voice.
Warnings: None
The castle ruins, in addition to making a decent home, serve one other purpose: their halls echo, which makes calling for you or anyone else a breeze.
One evening, however, a distant voice singing a haunting melody echoes through the empty halls.
Perona, the self appointed 'ghost princess', is petrified and hides in her room, shrieking about sirens or some such.
Mihawk follows the voice to its source to find you, sitting in a window in a distant corner of the castle and singing.
The song is surely reminiscent of sirens, with the line 'come to me' repeating frequently.
Mihawk doesn't interrupt, as you seem to be lost in thought - or the music - instead waiting until the end.
"You told me to come, and I am here."
Mihawk grabs your arm to pull you back as you startle so badly you nearly fall out the window.
You stare into his eyes, he stares into yours, and then you find you can't make eye contact he gently helps you to your feet.
There's a moment; you're not quite sure what's happening, but his hand lingers on your forearm and your stomach is in knots.
Finally, you clear your throat. Mihawk seems to sense the shift; he releases your arm and takes a step back.
"Your voice is exquisite and I should very much like to hear it again...though I would suggest somewhere a little closer to the ground on all sides."
(The song, by the way, is "Song of the Sirens" by Darren Korb. Anyone who's played Hades 2 should recognize it)
Hi can u do mihawk x reader when shanks crew visit
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(Sorry this took so long, hope you get a notif that it's done!)
Mihawk x GN, arguably asexual reader
Prompt: How Mihawk behaves when Shanks and his crew visit.
CW: Allusion to SA, Mihawk is rightfully offended.
Insists on no touching whatsoever while Shanks and his crew are here.
None.
"That man is irresponsible and childish. Were he to learn we were involved he would be crass as a pubescent male, and I will not have such comments uttered in your presence."
Pins you with a stone-cold gaze if you so much as stray too close.
You decide to go back to behaving the way you did in the old days when you felt more akin to a prisoner than a guest: quiet, barely speaking a word.
Shanks is crass anyways; the moment he sees you he makes a comment about Mihawk having a 'lady friend'.
Mihawk rolls his eyes and generally blows it off.
That is, until Shanks grows abruptly serious; sad.
"I'm a little disappointed, Mihawk. I didn't take you for the type."
Mihawk has a hand around Shanks' throat.
Guns are drawn, the jovial atmosphere of a moment prior has entirely vanished.
"You dare imply I would treat the divine as a mere trinket? You insinuate that I would sully myself in the presence of her, the most glistening of jewels? That I would seek to control her, to dim the radiant sparkle of her existence?"
And Shanks, strangely, grins.
"Told you he was in love, Benn. You owe me five thousand berry."
The entire rest of the visit essentially devolves into Shanks' Crew making retching sounds anytime Mihawk so much as looks at you.
After, you cuddle the rest of the evening; Mihawk claims it's an apology for what you had to endure, but you know it's really more about what he had to endure.
Prompt: Mihawk, Sanji, Nami, Luffy, Zoro, and Kuro, and how they handle a gn reader who has insomnia.
CW: Strangulation.
Mihawk:
Oh no. He is not doing this again.
He kept his peace the last time you had a restless night because he believed you when you said there was nothing to be done.
What followed was two. hours. of torture.
Up and down, tossing and turning, it took you forever to get to sleep.
Tonight, he's taking action.
"Are you going to the washroom?" he asks when you start to rise from the bed after five minutes of tossing.
When you reply that you thought maybe something to eat might help, he grabs you around the waist and yanks you back to bed.
He whispers sweet nothings in your ear until you fall asleep.
"You are calm, the night is quiet, the moon hangs overhead to accentuate your glow..."
It takes considerably less time his way.
Sanji:
Name it, it's yours.
Lullaby? He's not a great singer, but he'll do it.
Hot chocolate? Warm milk? Midnight snack? Done.
"Of course, love. Anything for you."
Sanji also can't sleep because you toss and turn too much, but he'll never say that part out loud.
You're already miserable, and if he has to suffer a little for you then so be it.
Oddly enough, it's the cigarettes that eventually lull you to sleep.
He steps outside for a moment to smoke, and hearing his deep inhale and long, slow exhale, you start to copy him...
When he comes back from his smoke, you're sound asleep.
Nami:
Has a whole bag of tricks up her sleeve.
Warm cloth to make your eyes heavy, suggests blinking rapidly for the same reason, drops the temperature in the cabin to emulate sleep temperature, tells you to tense and relax...
Eventually just straight-up hypnotizes you.
"Just focus on your breath as it goes in...and out. In... and out."
Reassurances that you're safe, telling you to imagine a forest with a crystal clear stream, it's all very cliche.
Even though you don't think it'll work you do everything she tells you.
And then it's morning.
You ask her to do it again the next night.
Luffy:
Food solves all problems. Even this one.
Enter warm milk.
Luffy reads you a story and sings a song, and you eventually realize that his knowledge of sleep is limited to stories of nap time at daycare.
It does not work, but his care is touching.
You jokingly say that maybe one of those thick mats you sleep on in daycare would help.
The joke apparently goes over his head because the next week two of the mats are there.
(You're a little too big for just one nowadays, seeing as you're not five anymore.)
Zoro:
Deceptively useless.
You'd think with all the sleep he gets he'd be able to help someone get to sleep.
Turns out he doesn't have a clue; insomnia is not in this man's dictionary.
"Just go to sleep. It's not hard, you're fighting your body's natural drive to sleep, so just stop fighting it."
Eventually gives up and makes a show of cuddling you.
It fixes nothing, and neither of you is happy about this.
Insists that his not kicking you out of the room so he can get some sleep displays incredible restraint on his part.
You disagree. Loudly.
Kuro:
Not to worry! Kuro has a quick fix to help you get to sleep right away.
Strangulation.
"Please do stop struggling, I'm not going to kill you, obviously."
Has no patience for your insomnia and wants to get his own sleep.
Will not be trying to entice you to sleep with the carrot, it's straight to the stick with him.
It works, sort of.
You wake a few minutes later with a headache, but Kuro's already asleep with you pulled against his chest and purring contentedly.
It's literal; his snores rumble deep in his chest when he sleeps, and it does in fact sound like purring.
Funnily enough, the purring is what does it for you.
Next time you can't sleep, you lay very still and let his purring soothe you to sleep.
When Kuro catches on, he gets marginally nicer about how he treats you when you're struggling with a bout of insomnia.
Hello, I love all your writings smm! A nsfv Mihawk x bratty reader? Cause he's always so calm and keeps composure, like to see him get fed up and act out? And reader's always starting little problems and one day he can't take it anymore lol. But only if u want to ofc 🧍🏾♀️
Problem Child!
Mihawk x gn reader
Prompt: Reader is being a little shit
CW: Strongly-implied nsft, implied spanking.
You're doing this on purpose.
You have to be.
He'd actually believed you when you said you were feeling a little clingy and wanted him to hold you.
He'd let you climb into his lap and had held you while he read to soothe away whatever shadows were clouding your mind.
Now he had a problem, it was your fault, and there was absolutely no way you were ignorant of what was happening right where you were sitting.
"Darling. I am, in fact, trying to read."
You'd played sweet and innocent, claimed you were just snuggling close and you were sorry if you were bothering him.
But did you stop? No.
He'd had enough...but that didn't mean he was going to deny you outright.
Instead, he found a creative solution.
He placed his book right in your hands, and gently - but without giving you a choice in the matter - bent you over his desk.
"Any objections?"
You shook your head so fast you nearly cracked something in your neck.
"Excellent. Then you are going to read to me. Until the end of the chapter should do. And I...am going to teach you that actions have consequences."
Prompt: Zoro, Mihawk, Cabaji, Shanks, and Nami x GN reader getting married and what the ceremony would look like.
CW: None.
Zoro:
Literally does not care.
At all.
"All we need is a piece of paper. Just make sure we get that."
You decide you want to do something based on his culture, though.
The only thing he insists on is a picture of Kuina at the ceremony.
Everything else is all up to you.
...It does make planning a frustrating experience because he literally. Does. Not. Care.
Day of, though, he looks very happy.
Wearing the swords, of course. Yet another reminder of Kuina.
You also get to meet his sensei, which is an impactful experience.
Mihawk:
Also insists he literally does not care.
The difference is he's lying through his teeth and just doesn't know it.
Cares so much.
The moment anything ceremony-related is in front of him he's got Opinions.
"I would not be caught dead with those flowers and those champagne glasses in the same room. One of them has to go."
Also wants you to have everything you desire.
To a fault.
Won't buy those candles because they're cute, but definitely not worth that much and the seller is clearly jacking the price up because it's Mihawk and he's rich?
Guess which candles show up at the ceremony.
Insists on the hat, but you insist he wear a shirt during the ceremony.
You win some, you lose some.
Cabaji:
Wants a fairly traditional wedding, which is surprising.
As much as Buggy uses the word 'freaks' affectionately, he still wants to be normal at least once.
Also an absolute sap about the marriage.
Biggest princess you've ever met, dewy-eyes and all.
"I can't wait until the day I vow to spend the rest of my life with you."
This man shows up in his best tux.
It's so not the norm for him that you genuinely don't recognize him.
And then you realize that you do recognize the guests in attendance, just not in plain formal attire and without copious amounts of makeup.
That's Buggy in the back.
When it's time for him to kiss you, he kisses you with a gentle reverence you've never felt from him before.
It's such a shock you pass out and wake up on the floor a minute later with a teary-eyed, smiling Cabaji cradling you in his arms.
Shanks:
Pirate wedding. You knew it would be.
Shanks isn't much for lavish ceremonies, and you just accepted it.
That said, when the day comes, the crew have all washed their clothes and the entire ship is immaculate.
There are even flowers and lights.
Oh, and Benn got a certificate to officiate weddings on their last port day.
How???
"I wanted it to be perfect for you."
He says it like that explains how they set this all up without waking you.
It doesn't???
You never let it go, and he never explains.
Nami:
Privately, you had initially been less-than-enthused with the idea of going to Coco Village for the wedding.
It meant the world to Nami, so you wouldn't say no, but...small town wedding wasn't what you'd call picture-perfect.
When it all comes together, though, it's gorgeous.
So much better than anything you would have ever planned.
The tangerine orchard in the background, the sunset...it's better than perfect.
Sanji plans the menu and trains the staff, so the food is delicious.
Nami doesn't cry the whole ceremony, but when you pull about twenty different strings to present her with a picture of Bellemere at the end she's a mess.
"Shit-tastic", "shidiots" "supershit", you've heard them all, and they're almost not even funny anymore.
(To Buggy's absolute dismay; getting you to laugh was the highlight of his day.)
Truth be told, it wasn't even the way you so casually said "Thanks to that little shit-bit of information you assured us was worth looking into, we've been sailing around for nothing!"
It was the way your face screwed up right after when you realized what you'd said.
He's laughing for a solid five minutes after.
"Ahh, that was good...What? Oh, just kill him. I've got better things to do than go on another wild shit chase."
Mihawk:
How to piss off the world's greatest swordsman in one easy step:
Kidnap the person he drags around for amusement.
Life is boring without you, therefore Mihawk is going to rescue you, no matter what.
You'd been an angry mess when Mihawk had first picked you up, but now, with a literal knife at your throat, your face is completely blank.
You know exactly how this is going to end, why bother pretending to be afraid when you know you're in absolutely no danger?
"Now, either you promise to back off, or-"
You yawn, and you only realize the script has changed when you feel more than see your kidnapper's head snap over to look at you.
"...Sorry. It's been a long day," you excuse.
Mihawk can't help it; he grins at you.
"How do you feel about marriage?"
Coby:
It's the compassion that gets him more than anything.
Having been captive on a pirate ship dreaming of being a marine, he does tend to have a "Criminals: bad. Marines: good." mentality.
You're a thief, sentenced to a few days' prison only, but you're on That side of the bars and he's on This side of the bars.
So it comes as a complete surprise to him when he's relieved of duty and he hears you say, "Have a safe trip home."
He can't find any deception in your eyes; you actually want your captor, your jailor, to make it home safe.
You explain that it's just common decency, like it's the most obvious thing in the world, and he's completely, helplessly touched.
He smiles at you.
"My...my name is Coby. Look...look me up when you get out."
Shanks:
Shanks is having a remarkably bad day.
Dead civilian in a brawl, another mistake he can't take back.
It's frightening how used to it he's become.
He looks up with a confused frown when you come in, plunk a glass down on his table, and start filling it with booze.
"...How'd you get in the hold? Alcohol is forbidden without my express permission."
You make up the pathetic excuse that because the captain's morale was suffering and the entire ship's morale would suffer because of it, you taking the alcohol was for the betterment of the ship and its crew and therefore didn't need the captain's permission.
Did not expect that last post to blow up like that, like?? Thank you??
You're all amazing and I love you.
Almost as much as I love this sassy asshole.
I mean look at him.
So anyway here's a ton of romancey headcannons, both fluffy and spicy, definitely NSFW.
LA!Mihawk X Fem!Reader
L'alphabet d'Amour:
Dracule Mihawk
A — Afterglow (How are they after sex?)
You're having a bath together. This is not up for debate.
He's going to get it started and carry you to the bathroom.
Candlelight, wine.
Probably not much talking, but he'll wrap an arm around your waist and pull you back against him, and trail kisses down your neck and your shoulders.
B — Backrubs? (Do they like them? Like giving them?)
Not really likely to initiate it on a whim unless he knows you're hurting.
He won't say no if you ask.
If he's sore and exhausted from training or fighting and you give him a massage, you're probably going to be getting a lot more than a massage in return.
Soft sighs and words of praise.
"You are an absolute treasure, my love."
C — Cuddling (Do they enjoy cuddling a lot ot only at certain moments?)
Again, he isn't likely to initiate it outside the bedroom, but if you drop yourself into his lap he's not going to turn you away.
Pulling you closer by your waist and brushing your hair away from your eyes.
Gettle kisses at your temple, the top of your head, your hands.
He's more iffy about it in public or when other peoole are present, and might be a little tense about doing more than having his arm around your waist while walking.
D — Dance (Are they good at it? Do they enjoy it?)
His grace and poise in swordfighting transfers directly to dancing.
It isn't exactly a hobby, but in the corrrect setting he enjoys it uwith you.
Strong preference for slow-dancing.
Holding your waist and cradling your hand gently in his his, gazing into your eyes in a way that makes your knees weak.
That little smirk when he notices you getting hot under the collar.
Leaning in to murmur in your ear, his hand slipping behind you to caress the back of your thigh.
"Now now...don't get too worked up, little one. We are still in public."
Soft kisses at your jaw and your neck when no one is looking.
E — Extravagant Genstures (Things they do to make you feel loved, things they appreciate you doing.)
He loves buying you things. Clothes, jewelry, perfume. Almost anything you mention wanting in front of him, he's going to find time to get it.
Taking you out for the evening to expensive restaurants and hotels, keeping an arm around your waist to make sure everyone knows you're his.
Possessive but not controlling—at least not outside of bed.
F — Fighting (How do they hand arguments/apologies?)
He ALWAYS has to be right. He doesn't like admitting he's wrong, but he will do so begrudgingly if he actually is.
He will apologize first if he has to—he doesn't like having you mad at him.
Silence doesn't normally bother him at all, but you giving him the silent treatment will drive him absolutely crazy.
"Would you just say something, woman? I prefer you yelling to this petty nonsense."
The make-up sex is absolute fire.
As if he isn’t the king of petty nonsense.
G — Getting Hot (What they do to turn you on, things you do that gets them riled up)
He doesn't beat around the bush—he has no problem worh pulling you to him, looking you in the eyes, and telling you he wants you.
Trails his fingers down your arms, your neck.
Deep, firm kisses, pressing you up against the wall.
He doesn't do much dirty talking, prefering to keep his nouth occupied with other things—but if you start talking dirty in his ear, there's not going to be much teasing before he's dragging you into bed (if you even make it that far).
Knowing how badly you want to touch him but pinning your hands above your head anyway.
H — Heartache (How would they handle it if you broke up with them?)
Completely devastated, though not showing it to anyone.
There's going to be a lot of wine involved.
Thinking of ways to win you back, though uncertain if or when it would be appropriate to attempt.
Seeing you in public and struggling not to just pull you to him and kiss you.
I — Intimacy (When are they intimate with you? And how often?)
He strongly prefers to be physically intimate in a private setting.
He has enough self-control not to be all over you 24/7, but he loves touching you and shows it plenty.
Sneaking up behind you and wrapping an arm around your waist, brushing your hair out of the way to kiss down your neck.
Whispering or murmuring sweet things in your ear.
Gazing into your eyes like you're the most incredible thing he's ever seen.
"You are a living goddess, my love."
J — Joker (How do they make you laugh?)
Usually it's his dry sarcasm. He's not the type to crack jokes but some of the one-liners that leave his mouth put you on the floor.
Undisputed king of shit-talking and insults.
"I envy everyone that has never met you."
It's fun to spout of stupid useless facts in front of him because the look on his face when his brain short-circuits always gives you a good giggle.
"Somewhere in the world, there exists a tree with the single purpose of replacing the oxygen you consume. I suggest you find it and apologize."
K — Kissing (How good? How often?)
It's not as if he can't keep his lips off of you, but he typically always gives you at least a peck on the lips or the cheek when you or he enters the room.
His kisses are deep and intense and tend to leave you breathless.
When you're getting intimate, he kisses every inch of your skin he can reach.
"You taste divine."
L — Lay down (How do they sleep with you? Are they cuddler or do they prefer their space?)
He loves falling asleep with you against him.
His arm under your neck and curled around your back, holding you against his side or his chest.
Combing his fingers through your hair as you drift off to sleep.
Pulling your hand up from his chest to press a kiss to it.
He doesn't say it constantly, but he always whispers "I love you" just before you fall asleep.
M — Making babies (Do they want to settle down and have kids?)
No kids.
Mihawk does not have the patience to deal with small boisterous humans.
He has never considered having children.
N — Nervous? (How confident are they when it comes to romance?)
Very confident, but not to the point if arrogance...usually.
Mihawk knows ehat he wants and he knows how to get it.
He doesn't beat around the bush or take half-measures.
If he knows you want the same thing—whether it's a kiss, a steamy make-out session, or hours of passionate love-making, he has no problem being the one to initiate.
O — Oral Fixation (Giving or recieving? And how good are they?)
He insists in being the dominant one in any intimate scenario, so he tends to be more of a giver.
Keeps his eyes glued to yours while he's trailing kisses down your body and up your thighs.
It's unheard of him to not have you moaning and calling his name within a minute flat.
No teasing or stopping right before you orgasm—he will literally make you cum until you pass out if you don't tell him to stop or slow down.
He isn't going to complain about recieving—but he always stops you before he can lose control, to either return the favor or fuck you senseless.
P — Pet Peeves (Things they don't like in a partner)
Questionable persinal hygeine. He's always clean and well-groomed and he values the same in his lover.
Uncleanliness in general, e.g. leaving trash or dirty dishes lying around.
Being indirect or aloof about your emotions. He doesn't mince words and he would strongly prefer you didn't either.
Q — Quiet Time (How much alone time do they need, or do they want to be with you 24/7?)
He doesn't utterly require that you be around him at all times, but it doesn't bother him if you want to be.
Don't bother him when he's training either, unless it's to request to train with him. He won't always agree to it, but he doesn't mind it sometimes.
Don't bother him while he's reading. He doesn't mind if you want to snuggle up next to him, but don't be distracting.
R — Romance (How romantic are they? Do they have to force it or dies it come natural?)
Romantic isn't his default setting, but when the mood strikes him he can and will make you feel like a goddess.
Candlelit dinners and expensive wine.
Laying out a blanket outside amd stargazing between tender kisses.
Making love on a bed covered in rose petals.
"You are my greatest treasure, little one."
Intimate, tender whispers against your skin.
S — Spending Money (How much do they like to spend on you?)
Being a pirate lord he's filthy rich, so he doesn't give a second thought about buying you things
If he sees a dress/outfit he'd like to see on you in a shop window, he doesn't hesitate to purchase it.
He buys you lingerie pretty regularly, in part because seeing you in lace or nylon more often than not leads to him tearing it off of you.
He gets quite baffled if you tell him he's spending too much on you.
"A beautiful woman deserves beautiful things."
He isn't going to stop, so it's better you just get used to it and enjoy it.
T — Trust (Are they trusting of you? Jealous?)
He trusts you implicitly—you wouldn't be his lover if he didn't.
That being said, he doesn't take kindly to other men looking at you or attempting to flirt with you, and he will make it known that you're his.
Even if that means grabbing you and kissing you in the middle of a crowded tavern, staking his claim for all to witness.
Too much PDA makes him a bit uncomfortable, but he doesn't want other men eyeing you like a piece of meat, either.
U — Underwear (What kind do they wear, and what kind do they like on you?)
Boxer-briefs. He's hung and he knows it, and he likes showing it off in the tighter fit of underwear.
He loves seeing you in sheer, lacy bras and panties almost as much as he loves tearing them off of you.
Caressing and playing with you through the fabric until your panties are completely soaked and you're begging for more.
V — Vulnerable (How vulnerable are they with you? Is it easy for them to open up to you?
Mihawk isn't one to wear his heart on his sleeve, but he's as open and honest with you as he can be.
You're the only person he lets himself be even remotely vulmerable around.
When it comes to his past he's an open book.
He'll answer any questions you have while he holds you close, his arm around your waist and your head resting against his shoulder.
W — Wine and Dine (Do they prefer meals at home or going out with you? Who does more of the cooking?)
While he very much enjoys taking you out to classy, expensive restaurants, he loves the sight of you flitting around the kitchen.
He isn't much of a cook, but if you ask for assistance with anything he'll do his best.
He doesn't make it horribly obvious, likely reading a book or the newspaper and sitting somewhere nearby, but he can barely keep his eyes off of you.
X — X-Rated (How good are they in bed? What do they like?)
He's an incredible lover—passionate, intense, attentive, and with the stamina that comes from years of strength and ensurance training.
Making you scream his name is one of his favorite passtimes.
He likes to pick you up and carry you to bed.
How rough he is relates directly to how wound up he is—he might lay you down gently and follow, trailing kissed down your neck.
Or he might throw you onto the bed, kiss you hard enough to bruise your lips while he's quickly amd deftly tugging your clothes off.
Not much talking, since his mouth is too busy, but he might murmur a few soft words of encouragement and praise against your skin now and again.
"That's it, goddess. Break for me."
"I can't wait to be inside you. I've craved you all damned day."
Trailing kisses down your body, his hands resting at your hips.
He wastes very little time, tightening his grip on your hips, his eyes glued to yours so he can watch you come apart.
Licks slowly up your wet folds before sucking your clit into his mouth, with a quiet purr of approval when you moan softly at the sensations his skilled tongue sends through you.
Unyielding and unrelenting—he loves when you grip at his hair and grind against his tongue, loves feeling how wet you get as he pushes two fingers deep inside you, pressing them against your g-spot until you're arching off the bed and he's shoving you back down by your hips.
He only stops when you beg for more of him, sitting up on his knees and pulling your body to him by your hips—pulling you right now onto his thick shaft with a quiet grunt, filling you in one firm, deep thrust. He loves hearing you beg, but he never makes you wait for long.
He prefers positions where he can look into your eyes, and see the exact moment when you shatter.
Pulls you up onto your knees to stradle him in the middle of your orgasm, kissing your neck while you cling to him and moan in his ear, lowering his head to capture one of your sensitive nipples in his mouth just to prolong the high of your pleasure for as long as possible.
Guides your hips with his hands, onto his cock again and again, shuddering slightly at the sensation of your inner walls gripping at him.
Being the one in control of your pleasure makes him *weak*, and he always gives everything he has when he makes love to you.
Multiple rounds, with deep, slow kisses and caressess between each one.
He strongly prefers to cum inside you, kissing you deeply and with soft groans against your lips, rolling his hips in time with each pleasurable throb.
He can go all night—you have to be the one to tell him when you're too spent to keep going, or he *will* make you pass out from sheer overexertion.
Y — Yearning (How long will they pursue the person they're interested in before losing interest?)
Absolutely loves the thrill of the chase. If he knows you aren't interested, he won't pressure you.
But if you're playing hard to get just to get under his skin, it drives him wild, and he'll keep it up however long it takes to have you.
His advances are subtle—soft, temder touches.
Lowering his voice to an intimate murmur.
Like a hawk sizing up its prey before swooping in for the kill.
Coming within a breath of your lips touching and pulling back from it.
Z — Zen (What do they do to wind down and relax? Do they prefer to do it alone or with you?)
An afternoon nap is probably his favorite way to wind down.
If you're not nearby, he will find you and pull you to the nearest bed, armchair, couch, hammock, or any other such appropriate furniture.
Hold you against his chest and brush his lips to your temple, breathing in your scent and lacing his fingers with yours.
Watch you fall asleep ahead of him.
He also reads a bit to relax, and as long as you don't interupt him he enjoys having you close.
Particularly if you lie down woth your head in his lap with your own book.
Combing his fingers absently through your hair between turning pages.
Prompt: How they react when they find out you're being threatened/held hostage.
CW: Threats, blood, abuse mentions
Mihawk:
You try to hide it from him at first.
Someone had come into Mihawk's castle, slit your throat, and told you to pass on the message that "my next cut won't be so shallow" if Mihawk didn't stop hunting him.
You're determined not to be Mihawk's weakness, so you force yourself to get it together.
You pull yourself off the floor, change the bloody carpet, stop the bleeding, and tell Mihawk you've suddenly developed a fascination with scarves.
It works for about an hour, if that.
Maybe it was your fidgeting, the way you jumped at shadows, your darting eyes, shaking hands...you had so many tells.
Finally he takes you by the hand, leads you to bedroom, sits you on the bed...and pins you down with his eyes as he gently tugs the scarf away and reveals the wound.
You break down immediately and tell him everything, including why you wanted to hide it.
He is utterly silent as the words flow out of you like a burst dam, until you have nothing left and you're sobbing brokenly in his arms from the pain.
Mihawk needs a minute to digest everything you've told him.
"...You are not my weakness, you are my greatest strength. You are the lifeblood that pulses in my veins, the fabric of my very soul, the deity before whose altar I kneel in reverence every hour of every day."
Being a warlord of the sea, he is often seen as a dog at the marines' beck and call, but the reverse is also true.
His delicate fingers bandage your would with near-surgical precision, and then Mihawk calls in a favour.
A few scant days later, the freshly-replaced carpet is bloodied anew with the blood of the correct victim.
Mihawk loathes blood on the carpets, but it does make a nice tapestry to serve as a warning to any others fool enough to attempt to harm his betrothed.
Shanks:
Mid-brawl, you're grabbed by the opposing captain.
It's all very cliché, but he won't let you go no matter how hard you struggle.
"Alright, stop. I surrender. My life for theirs."
The enemy captain is grinning ear to ear as you're roughly shoved aside and caught by Shanks' first mate, Benn Beckmann.
He shushes you and hides your face in his chest to muffle your pleas as Shanks steps right up to the barrel of the gun that had just been levelled at your temple.
The captain asks if Shanks has any final words.
"...I lied."
The half second's delay as they struggle for control of the gun is enough for Yasopp to end it.
You're inconsolable for the rest of the day, but Shanks is too glad you're alive to be terribly upset about the insults hurled his way or the bruises he'll have on his chest later.
Koby
He knows something is wrong right away.
He's the nervous wreck in this relationship, so when you've lost all your spark he asks what's wrong, and gets suspicious when you're scared to tell him.
Drags you straight to Garp's desk, no matter how much you beg him not to or how much you insist they'd kill him if you got the marines involved.
"Listen...I've been where you are. For two years I was held hostage on a pirate ship. If you let yourself be scared into silence...it'll never get better. We have to fight this, it's the only way."
That said, he has absolutely no idea how to fight an entire pirate crew.
Thus, Garp.
Garp reminds you both that, as Koby's significant other, a threat against you a threat against the marines, the world government, and, by extension, a threat against humanity.
The pirates extorting you are all swiftly captured, imprisoned, or brought to justice.
What did they really expect to do against the might of the marines, after all?
"You see? They wanted you not to get the marines involved because they knew they'd never stand a chance if you did."
Hold the fuck up I only just fucking noticed the laced up sleeves so he can have free movement while fighting without tearing his coat but also so he can somehow be more of a slut like literally inventing new ways to be sexy are you fucking kidding me
Add a splash of narcissistic denial of reality and you've got the perfect storm.
Justifies literal war crimes by saying it's for the greater good.
You've heard it all before.
That doesn't make you want to punch him any less.
You also don't trust him not to murder you if you push the subject, so you pretend his speech won you over.
And make triple sure he's not in earshot next time you denounce the marines.
Koby:
He doesn't agree, but he understands.
Having watched a pirate hunter protect a little girl from a marine, he knows exactly what you mean.
Quietly insists that there are good marines, too.
Maybe even goes so far as to say most marines are good.
"I won't be one of the bad marines. I promise."
Understands completely if you're not ready to hear it yet.
Helmeppo:
"Are you mad? Have you lost your marbles?"
Absolutely flabbergasted.
"The marines are all that stand between good and evil, the last defense of the people against complete anarchy! How could you possibly hate the marines?"
All the same talking points as Morgan.
The difference is he actually believes it.
Yes, he is a narcissist, and he is (or was) a real jerk, but he's not so far gone as Morgan.
He genuinely believes the marines are heroes.
And, unfortunately, will not be convinced otherwise no matter how many times you point out his own abuse of power to harm the common citizen.
To his credit, though, he is getting better.
Vice Admiral Garp:
Having an absolute blast.
This man loves nothing more than a debate where neither side can be swayed.
Would actually be disappointed if anything he said changed your mind.
Also lowkey agrees 100%.
The cadets can be molded into proper marines, but the higher ups are pompous, self-absorbed assholes.
That's why he never accepted a promotion to Admiral, after all.
"Well, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em. That's what they say, isn't it?"
For flavour, this entire conversation happens over a game of go.
Garp forces a stalemate, because he doesn't want anyone to win the literal or figurative war.
Mihawk x Female reader who can't sleep when the temperature gets too hot
CW: Nudity
Oh. It's going to be one of those nights.
It is nearly midnight, far past the time you are typically asleep by.
Mihawk looks up from his book as you rise from the bed for the third time after tossing and turning constantly.
When you take a full half an hour to return to bed, Mihawk sits himself up properly and acknowledges the fact that he won't be getting much sleep either.
You come back to bed, but immediately set to work kicking the blankets off.
And then you get up, toss the blanket on the floor, and start rummaging in the closet for a sheet.
Mihawk isn't particularly bothered by the heat.
He sleeps shirtless and has the training to will his body temperature down in almost any climate, anyway.
You, however, are subject to the whims of the sun and whatever pressure system happens to be passing through.
When the sheet is not enough and you rise from the bed again, Mihawk puts his book away and lies down.
Perhaps if you are gone long enough he might be able to sneak in a short power nap.
You don't leave the room this time, so at least you aren't wandering the mansion like a lost spirit.
When the rustling sheets and bed dipping signal your return, Mihawk opens his eyes to find... Oh.
This inconvenience has just become considerably more tolerable.
His eyes roam up and down your body as you return with your breasts on full display and you lower half covered only by a pair of underwear.
When you snuggle into him and he can feel the soft press of your breasts against his bare chest with every shift and breath...
It's rare that it gets so hot that you forego your general aversion to nudity in order to make the heat more tolerable, but it does do the trick and lower your body temperature.
Mihawk keeps his hold loose just in case...but not too loose.
The feel of your bare breasts outside of lovemaking is a rare treat, after all.
