Uh so ignore that I've posted jack shit on here. I've just decided to move my horny thoughts and ramblings about Kid to my main blog which is @glassartpeasants
So yeah that's why I haven't posted on here. That and I work hella late hours
Your wanted poster didn't you do enough justice. You were much more prettier when he first saw you on Sabaody. His eye caught you sitting in the very back if the auction house. Even though the auction house was loud with people screaming bets, all he seemed to hear was your voice talking to your crew.
He's never felt something so intense in his entire life. Sure he's had some flings here and there but nothing made his heart beat faster than seeing your wanted poster for the first time. Even though his heart beat rapidly at the sight of your poster, he hated you at the beginning. He couldn't let someone distract him from becoming King of the Pirates. Yet with every wanted poster he saw, the more you wiggled your way into his heart. He's never even met you and you already have his heart in the palm of your hand without knowing it.
He could feel his heart trying to drag himself closer to where you and your crew sat. Gritting his teeth was all he could do to stop himself. He couldn't talk to you, not yet at least. Not in such a crowded place where stuck up bastards spent their time. Especially not when your surrounded by your crew. Bunch of nobodies who couldn't protect you like he could. You'd be safe with him. He would make sure nothing would hurt you. Even if that meant locking you up for only him to see
~~~
Straw hat is so fucking dead! Punching a Celestial Dragon causing the marines to show up wasn't on his to do list. Not when he was suppose to see you. Normally he wouldn't mind kicking those usless marines ass's but out of all the days to pull a stunt like this, it had to be today!
Despite fighting, his eyes still wandered around, hoping to see you somewhere. You'd see how strong he truly was and how easy your life would be if you joined him and left that worthless crew behind. Surely you've seen his bounty! Who'd dare threaten you when you'd be by his side?
Yet, that nagging feeling eats away at him that you'd sat no. That you'd want to be alone. If that were the case, then he'd just have to take a bit more drastic measures. Killing your crew would be an easy task that he was already planning on doing. Sinking your ship wouldn't take much effort either. In fact, it could decorate the sea floor nicely, but what if you tried to run and hide at a friend or family's house? Well, that wouldn't do either! Killing everyone that could possibly take you away from him was simply the only way to soothe the thought of them stealing you away from him. With everything you've love gone, he'd be the only person that you'd give it too. The only person you had left, you'll love him no matter what.
Soon enough, you'll see just how much he loves you.
~~~
A loud boom woke you up from you sleep as you felt your entire ship shake. The sound of your crew screaming and pleading had you jumping from your bed to put on clothes and grabbing your weapon.
Slamming the door open, you see a scene from your nightmares. Your entire crew laid lifeless on the deck, slaughtered without mercy. Flames consuming the deck at record speed. The heat was unbearable as smoke invaded your lungs. You tried to pinpoint what had caused the fire and who killed your entire crew. Yet, you couldn't see anything in front of you as the smoke was too thick.
"Hey! Is anyone alive?! Say something!" Your voiced carried throughout the burning ship but was met with silence.
"Anybody please!" Again met with silence. You feel tears swell up in your eyes as your body grows weak. All the smoke you've inhaled has finally it's toll. You crashed down to the ground, heat surrounds you as the sound of flickering flames had tears flowing faster down your face. You were going to die here. Alone with the corpses of your crew and your ship burning a blaze.
Just then, the sound of footsteps caught your dwindling attention. Looking up, you see bright red hair and orange eyes staring right at you. Even with the desperation to fight, your body was too weak. You felt your eyes close as you feared that you'd never wake up.
~~~
The warmth of a bed had you cuddling closer into it. Sleeping in was your favorite thing to do when it was a calm morning. Everyone on your crew knew it too-
Your crew!
Your eyes burst open and instead of seeing your room and what you thought was a bad dream, you were instead in a bedroom you've never seen before. Fear and realization hit you as the horrors you saw wasn't a dream. The reality that your crew was dead and your ship burned till it sank. Now you were in some random room.
You go to leave the bed when you head footsteps make their way near the room where you resided. Grabbing the covers you slam your body back down to the bed and shut your eyes. Pretending to sleep, hoping that whoever it was would leave you alone.
Despite your silent pleas, you could hear the door open and close. Footsteps walking their way to the opposite side of the bed. The bed dipped behind you and the sound of boots coming off had your heart beating rapidly. You wished to say something, to scream but you simply couldn't. You've never been in such a situation before . The shock of everything being taken away from you didn't help you either.
You trying to keep your breathing steady but you then froze when you feel two strong arms wrap around you. A weight rested against the space between your shoulder and your head.
"Fucking finally. Your here with me." A males voice whispered. You've never heard it before which only made you more concerned.
"Now, with your stupid crew and ship out of the picture, we'll never be apart. I'll protect you from worthless idiots who dare stand in our way." His arms pull you closer as he buried his face in your neck. His breath caused goosebumps to cover your body. You could feel his lips place gentle kisses on your neck. An unnerving laugh echoed in your ear.
"We'll be the most feared pirates in the New World. Killing anyone who dares to challenge me. Who dares think that they could have you for themselves. Your all mine. And I'll kill anyone who tries to have you for themselves." His once calm voice sooner turn dark as his words settle in. You didn't know who he could possibly be. You weren't one to talk to other pirates and you weren't that well known.
'Maybe I could take a small peak?' Your eyes barely open as you try to get a quick look when you see eyes staring back at you.
"Your awake. Fucking took long enough." His eyes held an insanity that you've never seen before along with a smile that made your blood run cold. It's then when your finally paid more attention to the walls of the room you were stuck in. Your wanted poster scattered across the walls which left you speechless.
"I don't even need those damn papers anymore. Not when I have the real you here." His grip got stronger and you feel and overwhelming warmth against your back as he held you tight enough to where to were caged against his chest and unable to move.
"W-Who are you?" Wrong choice of words you realize when you feel his grip on you turn bone crushing. You struggle to breathe as you hear the familiar darkness in his voice.
"You should know my name." You feared what was in store for you when he looked at you with his deranged eyes. The arm that was under you quickly moved towards your throat in a quick movement. With a single squeeze, your air flow had been cut almost completely. Your hands managed to get free and you start to claw and pull at his hand.
"I'll give you something to rejog your memory." The sound of a drawer opening and closing had you shaking when you felt a cold point press against your skin. The sharp point dug into your shoulder blade harshly. You try to say something but you simply couldn't with such a tight grip on your throat.
The sharp point soon broke into your skin making you let put a choked cry of pain. You try to move but the hand only squeezed your throat tighter. The sharp metal sliced through your skin like a scalpel yet still hitting bone. You desperately tried to pull of the grip on your throat and you body moved slightly, trying to get away from the pain. It only made it worse as tears poured down your face as you tried looking around the room for a clue as to the man was.
His room was filled with mechanical stuff and tools not to mention your wanted poster everywhere. But a different one caught your eye. It was near the door and through your tears you try to read out the name.
EUSTASS 'CAPITAN' KIDD: WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE, 350 MILLION BERRIES
Your eyes scan the picture and the man behind you quickly through your tears and saw that there was no doubt that the man carving into your skin was the same man on the poster.
"Kidd! Your name is Kidd!" The feeling of the metal stopping as soon as the words left your mouth. The grip on your throat left and you coughed as you try to gain the air that you were denied.
Both arms wrapped around you once again as you heard something get thrown to a unknown corner of the room.
"I knew you'd remember it. You just needed a little reminder." The stinging pain of the fresh wound made tears clog your eyes even worse and the feeling to throw up from the pain became present. Blood could be felt dripping down you back as you shivered in pain. Pressure was soon applied to your wound as you felt Kidd's chest against your back. He must have noticed you wince in pain because you feel him kiss your neck before snuggling up in it.
"I did it just to show you how much I love you. And I know that you love me too. If you don't..." You feel another crushing hold.
I've been watching one piece and my friend says he want to watch it too but he's taking FOREVER to start watching it and it's driving me crazy cause I wanna discuss it with them
No you people simply do not understand ~ this shot fucking BROKE me. This is almost exactly like Gray Terminal. Eustass Kid had such a rough life and he deserves so much better. IDGAF that he went down the angrier path unlike Luffy. If y'all went through even a fraction of what this little Tulip had to go through, do you think you'd come out of it being even remotely mentally well? Or happy go lucky?
Who protected this baby boy besides another young child? Who provided them with shelter or basic fucking needs?? It makes me so angry that people constantly shit on him for losing to (and ONLY losing to) Emperors, like that's something to turn their noses at. Call him useless captain mid in front of me and I'll catch a charge idc, don't you dare disrespect him, less so in front of me.
It was confirmed in an SBS a while back that Chopper was unable to develop a cure for the SMILES, but if and when he does and he uses it to cure Killer, do you have any idea how much that's going to mean to Killer and Kid and the rest of the Kid pirates?
I want them to fucking ADORE Chopper after that. They're hoisting him up like the crowd at a rock concert cheering for him and Chopper is half flattered and half terrified because the most brutal pirates of his generation are tossing him around like a fluffy little beachball.😭
Kid's still shit-talking Luffy, but when the rest of the Strawhats are around the exchanges are more like "I'M WAY MORE QUALIFIED TO BE KING OF THE PIRATES THAN YOU, YOU BASTARD, SO JUST STAY OUT OF MY- oh, hey Chopper, what's up? That's a sick hat-WAY OR I'LL TIE YOU IN A KNOT!!" And then Chopper goes over to talk to Killer and share a snack while their captains finish arguing.
Now that Killer can swim again he dives in to save both Kid AND Chopper. Not any of the other Strawhats, just Chopper.
So I did end up watching those episodes where the unfortunate happens. My brother said there was lore that cannot be missed so I ended up watching it and I can tell you right now that I ended up using a whole roll of toilet paper to wipe away my tears
Wohoah!!! another au!!! I'm collecting them like Pokémon cards, babeyy
this is all heavily inspired by @marimoswords's gem au, specifically by this post right here
Orange Tourmaline (AL fusion) Post
Iolite (SL fusion) Post
this was the first draft of Ace and Sabo's fusion, but then I remembered that there is already a Steven Universe canon fluorite that didn't look anything like what I had. So I scrapped it, but please know it was not without immense hesitation.
A/N: Late to posting this but its alr. First time writing an actual fic so yeah
Warnings: swearing, small bits of sexual content on Kid's part, death threats, Kid actively trying to kill you, reader is lowkey kind of a stalker but its okay its just simp behavior
Kid x F!Reader
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You were following him. There’s no way you weren't. Every island he docked at, you were there. Somehow, always before him, and it drove him insane.
It didn’t help that you were always looking at him. He could feel your eyes staring into his soul even if you were always across the room. It pissed him off to no end. Even when he told you to fuck off and stop staring at him, it didn’t stop you. Even when he’s actively told you that he’d kill you, you still gave him those eyes that made his body feel hot. He’d never admit it, though.
~~~
The air was tense in the bar as the sheer presence of the Kid pirates had the entire place sweating. All the civilians tried to avoid looking at the ruthless pirates, knowing how impulsive the infamous captain was. Everyone feared the crew that drank any booze the bar had.
Everyone but you.
The feeling of eyes staring at him burned his already thin patience. He moved his eyes and scoured across the entire bar until his eyes caught yours. A frown appeared on his face as he saw you smile and wave at him. He could never catch a break no matter how far he sailed from the last island he saw you at. You were always one step ahead of him.
“What the fuck are you staring at?!” His voice echoed in the bar as some customers jumped from their seats and left. You simply put your head in your hand as your eyes never left his.
“I’m staring at you. Your still so much more handsome in person. Your wanted poster doesn’t do enough justice.” Kid grits his teeth at your words. You were teasing him. Trying to gain something from him, he wasn’t stupid.
“Your a little red captain. What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?” Your tiny giggles finally pissed him off enough to repeal a metal sign hanging on the wall in your direction.
“Kid! What the hell?!” A smirk appeared on his face as a cloud of smoke covered the area you once occupied. He’d like to see you get out of that one this time. Finally, you were out of sight and out of mind. Now, he can drink without being disturbed.
“Nice try, hot stuff. You should know it will take a lot more to kill me than that.” his head snapped back to the now disappearing smoke cloud. Instead of what should be lifeless bodies, was you standing there with your crew and that familiar stupid smile on your face. You and your entire crew were wearing a tattoo visible through the cloud.
“Ah, it’s the (....) pirates. I didn’t even see them dock on the island.” Kid wouldn’t even call you a pirate. All you did was follow him around! Not to mention how sometimes you managed to grab loot before he could! It was unbelievable how easily you made his blood boil.
“I’m disappointed, Captain. I’ve heard so many things about you and I was excited to see how strong you were, and yet all I get is a piece of metal? I guess your strength was simply rumors.” A pout appeared on your face as the crew around you giggled.
“What the hell did you just say?!” Kid jumped from his seat and dashed towards you, Killer’s voice in the background.
Your crew dispersed as you soon turned to run from him with a smile on your face. It’s like you thought that this was a game. There was no way you were going to get away with calling him weak. Killer saved your ass from his rage one too many times, and now his mission was to finally kill you. Just to make an example to everyone who dares to call him weak again.
“Let’s see if you can catch me pretty boy.”
~~~
How DARE you embarrass him like that! How DARE you make him chase you until sunset, where Killer had to physically drag him back to the Victoria Punk. How DARE you blow him a kiss and tell him you’ll “see him soon.” Not if he can do anything about it. You’ve already plagued his life enough; just thinking about you made him see red.
“Trying to kill someone isn’t a good way to flirt kid.” The urge to strangle his best friend has never been stronger.
“Hey, what’s this?” Killer had let go of him and picked up something that was left on the ramp onto the ship. Kid turned around to see what he was talking about, only to see a box wrapped in wrapping paper. He couldn’t see what was written, but Killer’s laughter only heightened his curiosity.
“Looks like you got an admirer Kid.” Killer handed him the wrapped box before walking away. With a frown on his face, he looked down at the box with his name written on it and the symbol of your pirate crew on it as well.
Despite his annoyance at your existence, he still wanted to know what could be inside it. So he ripped it apart without caring for the paper thrown around. He opened the box and saw an assortment of chocolates and a few tools that he was looking at on the island.
“How the hell?” How did you know he was looking at those specific tools? There was no way you could have guessed it.
Despite the fact he wanted to throw it into the ocean with it simply being from you, he actually needed the tools, so he took them before dropping the chocolates into the salty water below him.
~~~
Kid’s hands were covered in oil as metal scraps and tools surrounded him as he slaved away in his workshop. It always managed to calm him down after his rage had it’s turn. And it most certainly did after he met you. He’s never hated someone more in his entire life. It didn’t help that he kept dreaming of you after leaving the previous island. It was always the same. He would chase you and chase you, yet never being close enough. Even his dreams taunted him with his hatred for you. He couldn’t escape you even if you weren’t physically here.
Thankfully, he was docked on a new island. Killer said there wasn’t a trace of you on the island, and Kid’s never been happier. Heat, Killer, and Wire went to grab supplies for the trip to the next island. If he wanted to go to the Grand Line, he had to go to the Sabaody Archipelago. The place where those dumb Celestial Dragons spent their time at-
“Fuck!” Kid looked at his hand and saw a newly burnt patch of skin. Guess that’s what he gets for not paying attention.
“Well, if it isn’t my favorite pretty boy. I was starting to miss you.” Great, just what he needed. Your nagging voice playing in his head. It had to be in his head. He was on a completely different island, and you weren’t seen anywhere on the current island. There was no way you were actually here.
“You look so tense. What's wrong, pretty boy?” The feeling of someone's breath fanning against his exposed neck made him freeze for a second. His eyes turned to his right, and he saw your smiling face looking at him as you gently played with the fur of his coat. You were actually here in HIS boat and in HIS workshop.
The familiar anger boiled up again as he quickly grabbed a wrench before swinging his body around to hit you with the metal tool. Your sickening smile, looking him in the eyes.
“Your too slow, Captain.” Your voice appeared behind him making his eyes widen as he felt time slow down. His eyes switched to behind him, and he saw your form standing on the other side of his workbench.
“What-” A loud crash erupted from the Victoria Punk as Kid went crashing into the wall, Once again failing to get a hit on you. But just as quick as he crashed into the wall, he got up and took after you, who was already out the door, and made your way to the island.
There was no way you were getting away again. You ran into a crowd of people to try and block him from going after you. Well tried.
“Get the fuck out of my way!” The way his voice boomed across the town had all the civilians running to the safety of their homes, praying that the infamous man wouldn’t harm them. All the doors locking as they hid in their homes, only looking out the window to see who was the poor soul that had fallen victim to Eustass Kid’s wraith.
“You gotta run faster than that captain.” The streets that were now empty gave him the perfect view of your movements.
All the metal surrounding the streets were ripped from their posts as Kid gathered as much as he could before setting his sights on you and repealing all the loose metal in your direction. There was no way you wouldn’t get hit! It was the perfect plan!
Until you turned a sharp corner.
“Fucking bitch!” nothing from that swarm of metal hot you. Not a single scratch. His blood boiled as he heard your laughter before turning the same corner you did. A vast forest stood before him that hid behind the town as he saw you run in between the trees. He might now have much metal to work with, but the overly crowded forest should slow you down.
“Come on, Captain, I want to see you pin me down. It’s a view I could get used to.” Your sultry voice made his heart skip a beat as he tried to run even faster.
“Don’t be stupid! It’s not going to be like that!” His face turned red as his hands grew slightly sweaty. No! He wouldn’t let you plague your mind while he was so close to finally catching up to you.
“Not even if I beg? I promise to be good.” Your words flashed images in his head, begging him to play your game.
Your body managed to avoid the tree branches and roots gracefully, making it look like a toddler could do it. Looking behind you, you see the red-faced captain still hot on your tail. You knew he’d never catch you, not when you had the power of the Speed Speed fruit on your side. It was cute to see him try, though.
Too busy to ignore the unholy images you spoke about, Kid failed to see the big tree root that protruded from the earth. Without remorse, the root caught his foot and stopped him from going forward. Instead, he went straight to the ground with a loud “FUCK”. Blacking out as soon as his head hit the ground.
~~~
Opening his eyes, he saw the familiar walls of his ship's infirmary.
“Ugh my head…” Sitting up from the uncomfortable bed, he reached to touch his pounding head. The feeling of bandages touched his fingertips. How the hell did he get hurt? Oh. Now he remembered. He chased you, and his foot got caught on that stupid tree root. But that didn’t explain how he got back to the ship though. There was no way you could have carried him back.
The familiar shade of red wrapping paper caught his eye as he saw another box sitting on the chair near the bed. Did you get on the ship AGAIN?! And leave him another one of your stupid gifts? It only served as another reminder of why he disliked you. But once again, his curiosity got the better of him. He ripped off the paper, and inside the box laid a small trinket in the shape of a heart, along with his favorite type of candy. How did you know that he liked it? Only Killer knew what kind of candy he enjoyed. Did Killer sell him out?
“Ah, your finally awake.” The infirmary door opened, and out popped Killer from behind it.
“How did I get here, and where is that damn woman?!”
“Well, that ‘damn woman’ carried you all the way back from wherever you ate shit to the ship. She said you hit your head on a rock really hard. She cleaned up that nasty cut you got and bandaged you up.”
“Why did you let her on the ship?!”
“I was too shocked to see our captain being pushed towards the ship in a wheelbarrow knocked out with the woman he hated steering it.” He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. How could he let something like this happen?! His pride/ego could possibly get more damaged!
“Personally, I think you should thank her. She could have left your dumbass for the Marines to find and catch you.”
“I'd rather drown.” the sound of footsteps made both Kid and Killer’s eyes look towards the open door. Seeing if Heat or Wire would appear, but they didn’t.
You did.
“How is he-oh your awake. That's good to see. Worried you gave yourself brain damage.” This time, instead of your teasing smile, you looked genuinely worried and relieved. Why? Why would you help him after he’s actively tried to kill you? Twice? Were you an idiot?
“Good to see you (Y/N). Thanks again for bringing him back.” So that was your name? Huh, guess he never cared to learn it before.
“My pleasure. It was worth seeing how cute he looked sleeping. It was like a reward.” his body went hot with rage and something else. Whatever it was, it made him not want to hit you with a wrench. And he hated it.
“Well, I best be off. I simply came to see if sleeping was beauty was okay, and thankfully, he’s still himself. My crew is probably wondering where I am, so I'd best be off. See you later, Killer.” With that, you turned around to leave before sending Kid a small smile.
“And see you soon as well, Captain.”
~~~
It’s not his fault his eyes kept looking at your tits. You were the one practically showing them to the world with how low-cut your shirt was. It screamed slut, and all the men at the bar had their eyes on you. Hopefully, you wouldn’t see him and bother someone else. He lost count of how many islands you followed him to. And yes, you followed him even if you made it to the island before him. You came into the bar after him, so technically, you followed him. All he wanted to do was drink some booze, yet he was given the misfortune of seeing you again.
Turning his head again, his eyes immediately went over to you and looked up and down your body before stopping at your chest again. They looked so soft and -no! What was he thinking?! He couldn’t think such lewd thoughts about an enemy, especially about you. He just won't look at you anymore. He can do it easily. Your tits have no control over him.
“What are you doing here all alone, pretty boy? I can give you some company if you want.” The feeling of arms draping down his shoulders to his chest had him freeze up. Soft fingertips brushed against his chest as he felt someone's head rest on his shoulder.
“Fucking slut,. Go bother someone else. You’ll find some desperate bastard to fuck a whore like you.”
“No thanks. I have my sights set on being someone else whore.” Your fingers barely drew shapes on his chest as he felt you breathe against his neck. He could feel your chest pressed against his back.
“I have my sights set on being your whore.” He could feel his face burn at your words. His eyes widen as you render him speechless. He grits his teeth together as his hands go into fists.
“Come on, Captain. Won’t you play with me?” He turned his eyes to yours, and how you looked at him made his chest swell with emotions he couldn’t name.
“Captian (Y/N)! Some marines and an admiral have been spotted! We should leave the island as soon as possible!” A crew member ran up to you, panting as they tried to regain air.
“Damn. Stupid marines. Always ruining the fun! Guess I’ll see you soon, pretty boy.” Your arms left his chest as the warmth they once provided left. Kids eyes couldn’t help but follow your body as you walked away from him. His heart finally slowed down when you left the bar.
~~~
The night was dark, and the sky was clear, so the stars showed beautifully on the Victoria Punk. Everyone sleeping and waiting for the sun to rise. Everyone except Kid.
You gifted him another present, and this time it was a letter. A love letter, to be exact. He almost didn’t read it, but the thought of what it could say nagged at his mind. He finally gave in and read the letter. He could feel his face burn from the words of your letter. It fed into his ego and told him everything you liked about him and how you wished you could always be with him. All of it was filled with loving words and admiration.
It didn’t help that ever since the bar, you’ve wormed your way into his head, and when he closed his eyes, all he could think about was you. And he hated it. The feeling of your body against his lingered even days later. The way your fingers brushed against his chest had him craving the feeling even though he’d never admit it. And instead of his dreams chasing you down in rage. It turned into something much more sinful.
Dream where you're on your knees with his cock down your throat. Tears in your eyes as you gagged against him. The way you coughed after, he pushed your head down so you’d swallow everything he had to offer. A small bit of cum would dribble off the side of your mouth. Dreams where you were crying under him, telling him how he was too big for your body. Your nails digging into his back. The way you’d scream his name as you cried from pleasure. Telling him that you belong to him and that you’d do anything for him.
Then, he’d wake up so painfully hard that he’d grit his teeth. Angry at himself for giving in to your games. Angry that not even a cold shower can save him. The only thing that could was the thought of you and your smile.
~~~
After finally reaching the Sabaody Archipelago, fate led him once again to you as he saw you from across the restaurant. He left to grab something he forgot on the ship, and when he came back, you were sitting in HIS seat. Sitting in his chair and talking to his second-in-command. His crewmates laughing at something you must have said.
A feeling rose in his gut as he furrowed his brows, watching you and his crew get along so well. It felt like a venom that burned in his chest as he watched how chummy you had gotten in the ten minutes he was gone. But then. Your eyes moved around the room before connecting to his. You sent him that familiar lustful look that pissed him off, but now, it only made his cock rock hard.
You kept eye contact as you curled your toes in your shoes. After what seemed like forever, he finally came back. The restaurant did him justice as he just looked so handsome under the lights. His eyes bore into yours, and you feel your body heat up. All it took was a simple look that made you so weak.
“I’ll be back, guys. I forgot I have to meet my crew in a few minutes. I’ll come back since it won’t be long.” It was a lie, but they didn’t need to know that.
“Alright, see you soon then!” They all waved you goodbye as you made your way to the door and towards Kid. You never broke eye contact with him as you walked past him. Your hands, slightly grazing his own before leaving through the door. His warm skin still lingered on your fingertips, which made your cheeks burn as the sunshine bore down on you.
You weren’t really gonna meet your crew. You were simply throwing a bone that maybe, just maybe, you finally managed to invade Kid’s mind. Perhaps he might follow you out of the restaurant before dragging you back to his ship to do whatever sinful fantasies his mind came up with.
“Grab her!” The voice of a random man yelled, and before you knew it, multiple men jumped out from where they hid. Nets, ropes, and weapons filled their hands as they surrounded you. Ah, this must be the bounty hunters for which Sabaody was also famous.
“Your coming with us, Captain (Y/N).” The same male voice commented.
“No thanks. You smell like sweat, and I don’t really like the smell.” Faces of anger surrounded you as all you could do was snicker. Truly pathetic. You're offended that they think that some measly men would stop you-
“Got her!”
“What-” The feeling of what felt like a rope wrapped around your neck and pulled tight enough that you almost flew back. You go to run away only to stop when you realize that your devil fruit powers weren’t working, and you feel yourself get weaker.
“Sea stone infused rope. Pretty nifty, huh?” You felt your hands/arms being grabbed roughly, limiting your ability to move more.
“Let me go, you bastards!” The rope around your neck only got tighter as what you guessed was the leader walking towards you. A knife shining from the sunlight gripped tightly in his hand.
“Your worth a lot of berries Captain (Y/N). I can only imagine what we could do with them when we bring your head as a trophy. You felt your heart beat faster as your life flashed before your eyes. You close your eyes as you try to imagine yourself anywhere but here.
“Holy shit!” Just then, the rope that was being pulled tightly against your neck went loose. The same was said for your arms as the men that held them violently let go. It all happened so fast that you didn’t know what happened. You finally opened your eyes and saw three men knocked out before you.
“What? How?” Sounds of metal crackling behind you had your body turning violently. To your shock, Kid stood there looking at you without words.
“You…” Your voice raspy from the rope being pulled so tightly. Pulling the rope from around your neck, you felt tears rim your eyes. Not spending another moment, you ran towards the man in front of you. Your arms not even wrapping around his exposed torso all the way. His warm chest brought comfort compared to the cold rope.
“You look pathetic, idiot.” You said no words as you just cried into his chest.
“Thank you, Kid! Thank you so much…” You sobbed as you held onto him tighter. You didn’t expect him to hug you back, but the feeling of an arm wrapping around you had your heart skipping.
“How can you be a captain when your so weak?” His words no doubt insults, but his voice was softer than you’ve ever heard.
“Let's go. Tthose idiots might bring reinforcements, and I’m too tired to deal with something so stupid.” Nodding into his chest, you forced yourself to let him go. You moved to his side and started walking back to the restaurant. You needed water and booze to forget how close to death you were.
You both walked side by side until the restaurant was in sight. Just then, the feeling of Kids hand grabbing your own made your eyes widen. You look up at him in shock, but he only looked forward with a familiar frown. Not wasting a second, you held his hand tight and walked closer to him. Feeling safety in his presence. A smile appeared on your face, and even though you didn’t see it, his did as well.
Hello~ I was rewatching some episodes and couldn't help but notice how often Kid cracks his neck, I think its due to how tense he is all the time (angy boi), could you please write some headcanons for if his partner (male if possible, GN are perfectly fine too ^^) offered to give him a massage when they notice how often he does it?? THANK YOUUUU
A/N: this ended up leaning GN sorry anon bby
GENRE: fluff
WARNINGS: swearing (i mean it’s kid)
CHARACTER: eustass kid x gn reader
PROMPT: giving him a massage
WORD COUNT: 1.3k
The first time you noticed was at breakfast. Four times during a single meal.
During a sparring session with Killer? Eight times.
By the time lunch was over, it had been at least fifteen times you had seen Kid crack his neck.
It wasn’t until he locked himself away in his workshop, away from prying eyes and ears, that you were able to ask your partner about it at all.
“Are you sore or something?”
Kid’s red hair dances as he whips around, an accusatory scowl on his face, “Excuse me?”
Undeterred by the daggers he was sending your way, you take a step towards him. Letting one finger stretch out, you’re about to poke his shoulder before his hand wraps around your own, halting your movements.
“The hell you think you’re doing.” Painted nails pressed into your skin, never enough to actually hurt, while accusation weighed heavy on Kid’s voice.
“Nothing,” You smile at him, bringing your free hand up to ruffle his hair, earning yourself a small glare and a blushing Eustass.
“Nothing my ass,” He retorts, letting go of your hand after tugging you close enough to wrap an arm around your waist, “You’re up to something.”
“And you,” Leaning further into him, you let your chin rest on top of his head, “Have got some serious problems with your neck.”
“You have serious problems, period.” The retort is quick, words armed with a bite hoping to deflect the conversation.
“Yeah, and right now my problem is you.” Letting your posture hunch forward, you move until your hair is falling in your face, eyes met with Kid’s at an angle from how you were standing, “You’re tense. Like, all the time kind of tense.”
Red eyes stare at your own, red lips painted in a frown as red hair falls in his face, your chin having disrupted it’s style. As if on cue, he moves to crack his neck, earning raised eyebrows staring back at him.
“Wanna know how much you’ve done that today?” Before he can cut you off, you lean closer to him, “Twenty two Kid. Cracked your neck twenty two times and it’s not even time for dinner.
And that’s why,” You stand up straight, hands finding both of his and attempting to pull him from his chair, “You’re coming with me.”
“I ain’t doing shit and you know it.” Gingerly pulling his metal arm from you, he lets you keep your hold on his other arm, not so secretly relishing the affection you’re giving him, “I’m working.”
“And you won’t be able to work when you get so tense you can’t even move those beef sticks you call arms,” Giving his hand you still had a hold on a tug, it’s your turn to try and hit him with a glare, “C’mon, just ten minutes and if you hate it I’ll let you go back to your angry ways.”
The redhead scoffs at you, but when his eyes meet your own you see the softness sparkling behind him. A small smile breaks through your stern expression. Kid was stubborn, annoyingly so, and it made your heart swell with pride when you beat whatever voices had been arguing you in his head.
“You got ten minutes.” Rising to his feet, his hand holds yours tightly as he pulls you towards the workshop door.
“Yes, sir, Captain!”
“Shut up.”
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“Are you gonna stare, or actually do something?” Kid’s muffled voice broke you out of your trance, caught red handed staring at the muscled, scarred expanse of his back. With his shirt and arm removed, there was no cloth or metal to get in the way of your hands tracing across the warm skin.
Kid’s breath hitches when you swing a leg over him, straddling his lower back to have better access to his shoulders. “Take a deep breath, okay?” You try to keep your voice soft, your movements gentle, knowing that he isn’t one to relax very often.
You raise slightly with his body as he breathes in, letting your palms start to work into his shoulders as he exhales. The breath turns into a groan at the feeling of you work his muscles, curses tumbling out of him.
“Fuckin’ hurts,” He grumbles, though makes no movement to push you off of him.
“Cause you needed this to happen months ago, Kid.” There’s no response to your gentle chiding, just another deep breath letting you work further into the taut sinews holding your lover together.
He lets you work, groaning when you occasionally let your fingers run through his scalp to try and help him relax more. You let your hands run along his shoulders, his neck, his triceps. It warmed your heart as he slowly started to melt into the bed, hearing the telltale sleepiness starting to invade his breath.
When your hands stopped their movements, his head raise slightly and you could just picture the grumpy scowl he was wearing.
“Why’d you stop.”
You let your hands trace circles along his spine, “It’s been ten minutes, did you want to get back to work?”
Kid huffs, letting his head flop back onto the pillow before one of his feet rise to poke your back, “Obviously not, now c’mon.” He lets his leg fall back down onto the bed, making he mattress jump slightly from the weight of it, earning yourself a proud smile.
You let him have his wish, free of teasing remarks, not wanting to rile him up after taking the time to get him relaxed.
Time was lost on you both, your hands eventually moving from his neck and shoulders down, working strain you found in his lower back as well. From the steadiness of his breathing, Kid had fallen asleep from your ministrations, bringing a small smile to linger on your lips as you worked out the weary muscles of your Captain.
You stayed there, massaging his back, his arms, his neck, not daring to move lower and accidentally wake him up, until a soft knock sounded on your door.
Removing yourself from on top of Kid, which resulted in a displeased groan getting thrown your way, your met at the door by Killer.
“Foods set,” He murmur’s taking heed of the displeased grumbling coming from inside the room. “Is he-“
“Finally got him to accept a massage,” You sigh, “Idiot cracks his neck so much I’m surprised it’s still attached to his body.”
This earns a laugh, followed by Killer repeating his dinner call louder for the red head to hear. “You did good work, then.” You can hear the smile on his tone, “I’ll be sure to tell him to knock it off too- that man knows how to make a bad habit.”
“Wanna say that again?”
Turning to look behind you, your met with the Kid’s chest nearly pressed against your back, having to lean forward to meet his narrowed gaze. With his hair slightly tousled from the impromptu nap, you see him more to crack his neck.
Luckily, Killer’s reflexes are faster than your own, a swift flick to his Captain’s head stopping the movement.
Before Kid had the chance to start yelling, Killer cuts him off, “Don’t go undoing their hard work the second after you wake up, Kid. Just say thank you and c’mon, the food’s going to get cold.”
The blonde leaves the two of you, Kid frowning as he looks down at you. Taking your hand in his once more, he wordlessly pulls you to the kitchen, stopping only until the door was right in front of you.
Before you could question his actions, he turns, murmuring a quiet thank you before pushing the door open and hauling you in behind him.
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