“I hate school I’m sorry Malala”- Funny yet poignant. Acknowledges both the difficulty of the task and the fact that doing that task is a privilege. Gives credit to the people who fought for that privilege with a tongue in cheek acknowledgement of the irony of the initial statement
“I’m just a girl I should be home baking bread not doing calculus” - at best historically uninformed at worst leaps decades back in time. Refusal to acknowledge the charged history of education and slights the centuries of women’s labor it took to reach this point
Yeah sure Tumblr is a hellsite but I know someone who wrote a fanfic in the 1990s that someone else didn’t like, so when she was selling printed copies of the zine with the story in it out of her hotel room at a convention, this other woman STOOD IN FRONT OF HER DOOR TO REFUSE PEOPLE ACCESS. Because the story featured a ship she disliked. And I feel like somehow, 10,000 Tumblrs still can’t compare to that level of Extra.
I’ve actually heard about this event [or a similar event, which I can believe] from someone who was trying to get into the room to either buy the zine, or visit with the writer, or just see what was going on [idr]. Apparently it was quite the talk of the bar that night, and resulted in several heated [re: drunken] debates over whether Door Stander was violating Writer’s free speech, or if removing Door Stander would have violated Door Stander’s free speech.
Me, at the time, a 19yo with very little understanding of the law: “I mean…was it?”
Fandom Friend, who was a 40-something lawyer: “I’ll tell you the same thing I told everyone in that bar. No one was violating anyone’s free speech. Bitch was just being rude, and worse, obnoxious about it. You ever act like that in public, be aware you’re not changing anyone’s opinion. You’re just giving them a brand new opinion about you.”
It was a very formative conversation in my young adulthood.
Same person also told me to never mix coke and acid. Which was also pretty solid advice.
I think we as people who have periods should be able to expel it rapidly all at once like peeing. There's a whole untapped potential out there. I'd let it all go in the back of a police cruiser
Gorosei!y/n is Nghé's main parent caretaker, since Garling already has 2 sons.
Y/n is... rather reluctant, they never thought they'd be a parent someday, or even wanted a kid. How did Vegapunk even got his hands on their DNA anyway?
Despite having to begrudgingly take care of this... thing (they will constantly call him a 'thing' until he gains consciousness) They're surprisingly attentive, they're very good at it actually. Physically heath as least, Nghé is a healthy baby.
Sometimes y/n talks to Nghé like he's an adult. They occasionally trauma dumps on him knowing that he will remember nothing.
Why don't they just get someone else to be his nanny? They don't know either. Maybe they don't want to be like their negligent family. Maybe they want to prove that they can be a better parent than their own parents, even if they're all dead.
Either way... if they're too busy, Nghé is left with either the Gorosei and Imu, or Garling. Y/n doesn't really want to let Garling look after the kid, in fear of Nghé being influenced by his awful taste in hair.
Nusjuro and Imu adore Nghé.
Despite all that, y/n is still pretty emotionally distant towards their baby thing. So they have no idea how to react when Nghé show them affection.
luckily Kudan really like him :)! It's really protective and gentle towards this particular little thing.
Kudan doesn't often care or pay much attention to mortal beings or childrenor even normal buffalos and calf. But since Nghé carries y/n's DNA, he's essentially Kudan's calf as well.
Kudan forces y/n to make an effort to be nice towards Nghé, or at least not be outright mean to him.
REQUESTS ARE OPEN, WOWIE!! Id like to request a scenario with a gender neutral reader with the strawhats platonically, where for whatever reason (devil fruit or if they were born like this), the reader is a full on monster in the very literal sense. Like a Lovecraftian beast hellbent on protecting their crew.
Then something massive moves beneath the Thousand Sunny.
“Monster below!” Usopp screams, pointing over the railing “I saw a shadow—huge! With, like, tentacles!”
Franky rushes over “Maybe it’s a Sea King?”
“No,” Robin says calmly, her eyes scanning the water “That’s not a Sea King.”
The crew stares down. Bubbles rise. A thick, black shape coils in the deep.
Then it breaks the surface.
It is you.
You are not pretty. You are not small. You rise from the water like a nightmare pulled from the darkest part of the ocean. Your body shifts, sometimes scales, sometimes flesh, sometimes something else. You have too many eyes. Your teeth are not right. You drip seawater and silence.
And still, Luffy smiles.
“Hey!” he shouts, waving “You’re back!”
You let out a sound. It is not a word. Not exactly. But it means something like safe.
Chopper runs to you “Are you hurt?” he asks, climbing onto your arm, checking your many strange surfaces.
You gently lower him to the deck.
“I missed you,” Nami says, though she hides behind a mast “You scared away those bounty hunters back on Orange Island.”
“Yeah, and half the town,” Sanji adds, lighting a cigarette “Still... thanks.”
You do not speak like the others. Sometimes you speak in dreams. Sometimes in strange sounds. But they always understand.
Luffy laughs “You’re our monster!”
You blink all ten eyes at him.
“I mean it in a good way!” he says quickly “Right, guys?”
Usopp gulps “Y-yeah! Like, a cool, creepy bodyguard.”
“Cool,” Zoro mutters, sheathing his swords “Creepy’s right.”
But he’s smirking.
You settle on the deck, body shifting into a lower, less frightening form. You try to look less sharp. Less shadowy. More… crew.
“Still terrifying,” Brook says, his skull rattling “But I feel very safe. Thank you.”
Usopp looks over at him and says "You're the one talking about terrifying??"
Luffy sits on your back without asking “We’re heading for a new island. Lots of Marines. Lots of trouble.”
You growl low.
“Yeah,” he says “I knew you’d like that.”
You do not eat. You do not sleep like the others. But you stay. Always near. Always watching. Always protecting.
They are your crew. And no god, beast, or man will touch them while you still exist.
As the Thousand Sunny sails through the mist, thick fog clings to the deck. The sea is quiet again.
“New island ahead!” Nami calls “But something’s off…”
Robin narrows her eyes “There’s no wind.”
No waves. No gulls. Just silence.
Then it hits them.
A blast of air. Cold. Heavy. Wrong.
From the fog, a Marine warship appears, black sails, no flag. The kind used for secret missions. Assassins.
“Ambush!” Usopp shouts “They’ve got cannons aimed at us!”
The crew rushes to action.
Luffy cracks his knuckles “Let’s go.”
The Straw Hats move fast, Zoro to the bow, Franky to the cannons, Robin already summoning arms.
You rise from the lower deck.
You are not yet monstrous.
Your shape is tall. Barely human. Your skin shines wet like a deep-sea creature. Your eyes blink down your arms, across your collarbone, along your cheeks. Too many, but still familiar. You walk on two legs, but they stretch and bend wrong when needed.
“Hey,” Luffy calls out, grinning “Feel like scaring some Marines?”
You nod once “Give me a minute.”
Your voice is deep. Cold. Soft, like a wave under the hull.
You leap from the Sunny, arms snapping longer in the air, fingers clawed and sharp. You land on the enemy ship. The deck groans beneath your weight.
Marines freeze.
You stretch, spine cracking, growing taller, skin peeling back just enough to show something ancient.
They aim rifles.
You look at the captain “Don’t.”
He fires.
You disappear into smoke and shadow.
The Straw Hats watch from their deck as screams rise from the mist.
“Still terrifying” Usopp mutters.
“Effective” Robin says.
“Super effective” Franky agrees.
Within minutes, it’s over. You walk calmly back to the Sunny, not a drop of blood on you.
Chopper runs to you with a towel anyway “You okay?”
You blink “Yes.”
Sanji tosses you a can of juice “For your throat. You always sound like you swallowed gravel after a fight.”
You open the can. Sip. You do not say thank you, but you nod, which is more than usual.
Zoro stretches his arms “You went easy on them.”
You turn your many eyes toward him “They weren’t worth more.”
He smirks “Fair.”
Later that night, the fog long gone, you sit alone at the edge of the deck. You’ve shed your shape again. Tentacles hang lazily into the sea. You watch the moon.
Footsteps. Quiet ones.
Robin sits beside you. She doesn’t speak right away. Just watches the stars.
Then, softly, “Why don’t you stay in your human form more often?”
You shift, pulling yourself into it, slowly, carefully. You look almost like them again, though your eyes still glow faintly in the dark.
“Feels wrong,” you say after a long pause “Heavy. Small.”
“Unnatural?” she asks.
You look at her sideways “The monster is more me than the person.”
Robin nods “But both are you.”
You don’t reply. Not right away.
Finally, you say, “I like it better here.”
She smiles “With us?”
You nod “Yes.”
She stands “Good. Then stay.”
You watch her go. The ship rocks gently. For once, the ocean is quiet.
You stay in your human form just a little longer.
The Sunny drifts near a small island. Just trees. Rocks. Nothing dangerous. Or so they say.
“I’ll stay with the ship” you say.
No one argues.
They know you don’t like towns. You don’t fit in them. People stare. Or scream.
“We’ll bring back food!” Luffy grins “Meat for me. Saltwater things for you.”
You nod.
They leave.
You wait.
You sit still as a statue, eyes half-closed. But you’re never really asleep. You feel the ship breathe. You feel the waves talk. You feel something… else.
Something watching you.
It comes out of the forest.
A long, narrow boat. Quiet. Hidden in seaweed and shadows.
You smell them before you see them, old blood and gunpowder.
Pirates. Not smart ones.
They don’t see you until they’re close. One of them points “Thought this ship was empty—what the hell is that?”
You stand.
Limbs stretch. Flesh twists.
You don’t scream.
They do.
You don’t kill them. Not unless they try first.
They try.
So you do.
By the time the crew returns, the pirates are gone. Their boat is cracked in half, floating far from the shore.
You sit on the figurehead, dripping sea-water, arms folded, eyes open. Your "human" shape, but your mouth is wrong, wider than it should be. Smiling.
“What happened?” Nami asks.
You shrug “They were lost.”
Luffy laughs “Bet they wish they stayed that way.”
You tilt your head “You brought food?”
“Yep!” he holds up a sack.
You take it, tearing it open. Not meat. Not fish. Something else, shaped like a heart, but not a real one. Candy. Soft. Sweet.
“I saw it and thought of you” Luffy says with a grin.
You blink at him.
“You thought of me when you saw candy shaped like an organ?”
He shrugs “Yeah. You’re weird.”
You don’t laugh, but you let out a noise. A dry chuckle.
“You’re not mad?” Usopp asks, watching you carefully.
“No,” you say “I like it.”
That night, you stay in your human shape longer than usual. You sit with them around the table. You eat. You speak.
Only sometimes. Only when needed.
But when Chopper starts talking about an old wound, you listen. When Brook plays his violin, your many eyes all close.
And when the moon rises high, and the sea starts whispering again, your shape shifts slowly, carefully, into something ancient and sharp.
But your place at the table stays empty only for a moment. Sanji slides your untouched mug closer to the edge “Come back when you’re ready.” he says.
You will.
You always do.
It starts as a simple raid.
Another island. Another greedy warlord.
The Strawhats get involved because someone asked for help and Luffy doesn’t even think twice.
You follow. You always do.
The man ruling the port has a big gang too. Armed. Smart enough to use traps.
Too bad they’re not smart enough to leave your crew alone.
The fight breaks out in the old dockyard. Smoke. Fire. Screams.
You're already half-shifted, tall, monstrous, voice cracking through the air like thunder.
Zoro cuts down a wave of goons.
Robin snaps arms like dry twigs.
Sanji launches into the air, spinning, fire trailing from his heel.
Usopp covers them all from the back, sniping, covering, yelling tips no one listens to.
Then it happens.
You hear it first, a shout that turns into a scream.
“AHHH—!!”
Usopp.
Your head jerks around looking for him.
He's on the ground. A blade in his shoulder. Blood soaking his jacket. One of the gang stands over him, laughing.
“Little sniper talks too much.”
Something in you snaps.
You drop your shape like dead weight.
The air turns cold.
Even your own crewmates shudder.
You do not walk. You flow.
You grow taller. Eyes open all over your body, the kind that don’t blink, don’t weep. Tentacles rip through your arms. Your mouth opens sideways. No teeth, just depth. Your skin peels back in places, showing muscle made of shadow and ink.
The gang member barely has time to scream before he vanishes in your jaws.
Then you turn to the others.
You don’t care if they run.
You hunt.
You crash through wooden walls. Your roar knocks people to the ground. You move like water, like madness, like hunger with bones.
Luffy watches from the rooftop “They messed up.”
“Big time” Zoro agrees.
"A MONSTER!!!" the enemies start to scream at you.
And then a flash. A cannon. They had backup. One shot slams into your side.
You scream. For real this time.
The blast rips through part of your body, smoke and ichor pour out. You crash into the street, bones (or what counts as bones) twisting.
“Y/N!” Chopper yells, already running.
But you rise again.
Shaking. Bleeding. Eyes still burning.
You don’t feel pain. Not yet.
You leap.
You tear through the rest of them. You don’t stop until they’ve either run or lie broken in the dirt.
Only then do you fall.
Your limbs lose shape. Your body pulls inward. You start to collapse.
But arms catch you.
Usopp, pale and hurt, grits his teeth “I’ve got you.”
You're bigger than him. He’s shaking. But he holds on anyway.
“Stupid,” you whisper “You got stabbed.”
“You got blown up,” he says, coughing “Don’t change the subject.”
Platonic! Yandere Strawhats x Reader
Summary: Reader takes her opportunity to escape while the Strawhats recover from their injuries.
Warning: reference to animal abuse, and blood.
The quiet atmosphere of the Sunny may fool the distant observer into a sense of comfort, but nothing could be further from the true. The Strawhats were recovering after a long fight; Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, and Robin where out of combat and heavily injured. Usually the crew will prefer to recover in open ocean, but the lack of supplies had force them to search for an island to resupply. Inside the ship the doctor of the ship was working intensively to heal his injured crewmates. As for the rest of the crew, they were exhausted from navigating the ship through the erratic weather of the Grand Line, and you were not the exception, but contrary to your body was sprightly. A hopeful thought keeps you up and moving; It was the perfect moment to escape.
At the moment, you were helping Chopper with the last change of bandages and keeping the infirmary clean to decrease his workload. You stare at the bodies resting in the infirmary beds with unease fearing that one of them might wake up soon. You focus on the face of Luffy so calm and serene as he sleeps, you clench your fists. It’s unfair that he is so calm.
“You have to rest, Chopper.” You lay a hand over the young reindeer shoulder.”You have been awake for more than 48hrs you need to rest” Hurry up and go to sleep so I can finally escape!
“I want to keep watch over them,” answers Chopper. The determination on his voice is clear, but his eyes look sore his eyes stuck on the damaged bodies of his nakama.
“Chopper you have done everything you can.” You force a soft smile. “Nobody in the crew will be happy to see that you led yourself go to help them.”
You can hear Chooper fighting to not sob.“I want to do more,” he says with a cracked voice.
You give a hug to Chooper, an honest hug. “You did everything you could today. You need to rest so you can take care of them with all your energy. Okay?”
Chooper doesn’t let go of the hug and you end up carrying him to his bunk on the men’s bedroom.
If you had to be honest of all the Strawhats Chooper has been the one who has hurt you the less. Yeah, he had drug you one or two times... but he look guilty while doing it, which makes a big difference in your book. When Zoro captures you after an escape attempt, he always gives you an annoyed look, and acts as if you where an unruly cat who bites his owner without a reason. THE CAT HAS A REASON, ZORO. Luffy is even worst, the bastard laughs at all your attempts to win your freedom back, and then acts as if he couldn’t understand why you where trying to leave. You don’t even want to think about Robin and Nami, they are just plain scary.
“Don’t leave me alone please,” he tells you with trembling voice. You hold him tight and lie down in bed. He snuggles in your chest. “Promise you won’t leave.”
You stroke his head with gentleness. Chopper has always been kind with you.
“I promise”
You hope he can understand why you have to lie.
The moment Chopper falls sleep, you switch your body with a pillow, and sneak into the night
The breeze of the harbor zone makes your skin chill or may be is the joy being able to be outside on your own after so long. Your heart beats like a drum as you walk away from the harbor, and further and further into the island’s city. In the darkness of the empty streets, finally you are —
"Hey!" A desperate familiar shout cuts out your momentary happiness. It is Chooper in his reindeer form. He looks exhausted."It's not the time for this, you need to come back. Please don’t run.”
"Please understand", you shout back and start running.
The empty streets allow Chooper to follow you with ease. He keeps screaming for you to come back, but his words are irrelevant to you. They never listen to what you say. Why can they never listen?
You scan your surroundings searching for a way out. If you manage to get to a more populated area, then you can lose Chooper. Then the sound of people reaches your ears, and finally you see them. BINGO! Chooper is far behind, and you integrate into the crowd with grind. Today is the day.
The screams take you by surprise. You turn around, Chooper had crashed into the crowd. The young deer looks frantic and tears fall from his eyes. You don't think he even realizes what he has done.
“You promised not to leave,” his wail echoes across the air and makes your body shake.
A part of you wants to go by his side and calm him down; to comfort him and tell him he should be resting. Dammit, why are you so sentimental? If you keep acting this way, you will never be free. He deserves it, you remain yourself. After everything they all have put you through; THEY DESERVE THE PAIN. You give a bitter look at the reindeer and turn away.
The sun rises, but the warmth doesn’t comfort you. Yesterday you chanted victory to quickly, only when you get out of the island you will finally be safe. A merchant has accepted to take you out of the island, now the only thing you need to do is to meet him at Port #7 in the harbor zone without being catch.
The harbor zone is full of people, and you fight to keep your nerves in check. You guide yourself with the labels of the ports:
Port #1
Port #2
You can’t miss it.
Port #3, Port #4
You are almost out.
Port #5
You will go home.
Port #9!!
Fuck, this is not the time to channel your inner Zoro.
You take a deep breath. Don’t panic, trace your steps.
Then, you notice that the sound of people starts quieting as the melody of a violin starts to rise. People around praise the melody, but you feel like vomiting. There is no doubt that’s Brook. He had never come after you before. The music gets closer and closer, and your heart beats fast.
Did he see you already?
Your body trembles with every note. The air turns heavy, and the desperation to run starts building up.
"Keep calm," you whisper to yourself. "Focus on finding Port #7. Check the labels"
Port #8, Port #6...
Port #7!!!
Your eyes light up and you start walking to the port enchanted like a moth flying to the light. Suddenly the music stops and you feel a grip in your wrist. You don’t need to turn around; the feeling of his skeletal hands says it all, it’s Brook.
"We need to go." His demeanor is calm, but you can feel a quiet anger coming from him. “We will talk on the ship.” His tone unsettles you and your body trembles.
"Brook—”
"We will talk on the ship," he repeats and takes you away without a word.
The sight of blood is something that stopped bothering you a long time ago. Yet your body shakes in desperation when you see the bloodied body of Chooper resting in the infirmary’s bed. He looks beaten, and his usual adorable face is inflamed and purple.
How? How did he get this hurt?
You don’t see Nami approaching, but you feel the slap.
"Are you happy?," her tone is bitter "He was attacked by the local guard after he stamped on the civilians. In any other occasion, he could have got away, but he spent all night taking care of the crew." She grabs you by the shirt and forces you to look her in the eyes. "He was half dead when we found him. How can you be so selfish? Do you even care?"
Nami pushes you to the floor. Your mind freezes, and pressure starts building in your chest.
You stare at Chooper, covered in bandages and his mauled face.
“ᴾʳᵒᵐᶦˢᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵒⁿ’ᵗ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ”
The room is rapidly spinning, and you feel your throat constrict. Chooper, who doesn’t know how to hide, who gets happy at small compliments, the friend who curls up with you when you feel sad, the one who helps anyone in need of medical help, the one who dreams of curing every disease.
"Nami, I —," you struggle to speak. How can you explain to her that you never want them to get hurt? You only wanted your freedom, to go home, not this. Never this.
"I don’t want to hear you speak,” her voice sounds broken, and her eyes are full of resentment. "This is your fault."
The pain in your chest spreads across your body and you fight to breathe.
Traitor sobs escape your lips.
Guilt shakes you from the inside because a part of you knows she is right.
Desc: You are a gluttonous beast, Sanji cares for your health.
CW: Seal shifter but not said if zoan or not, platonic, funny fic.
“Again?” Sanji asks you, who just asked for more fish, with a frown. “I get that we have plenty right now but you’re going to get genuinely sick if you continue to eat.”
“I’ll be perfectly fine!” A little reindeer doctor walks into the kitchen, gently closing the door behind him.
“Sanji, you’re right. Don’t give them any more.” He points at you. “You’ve gotten sick before!” You turn towards Chopper in betrayal. Surely this is against patient confidentiality! You turn back to Sanji but he shakes his head.
“I told you I’m not going to let you get yourself sick, (Y/n); you can eat later. Let the fish you’ve already eaten digest first.” He doesn’t like having to refuse food to people but it’s bad for your health to eat so much, you’ll get an upset stomach. You frown harder and start to shift into seal form, then lean back and slap your belly. Sanji’s mouth gapes. “Are you slapping your belly right now!? When I’m showing care for your health!?” You stare him down and slap harder. “I can’t believe you.”
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“We’re going to have this for dinner.” Sanji states resolutely, knowing that this is a food that you dislike. “I can cook it in a different way if you want but I can’t change the menu.”
“There isn’t anything else at all?”
“Perhaps I can make you…” He looks in the fridge again while humming in thought. “What about this?” He names another dish you still dislike, but less than the first option. You scowl and turn into a seal. “You can handle it, you aren’t going to die.” You roll onto your back and give a single slap to your belly before bouncing away with a huff. You’re hunting as soon as you get the chance.
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You and Luffy rip into the seafood prepared by the townspeople, gulping it down while the others watch in both awe and horror. Finally you fall back at the same time with a sigh of relief, full of food. You both also see that there’s more and reach for it, but a hand sweeps it away expertly.
“I can still eat!” You and the captain yell as Sanji slides it to be given elsewhere.
“Yes, you could.” Both of your bellies are basically bulging with how much you stuffed yourselves but you still crave more. Fresh and high quality seafood that’s also prepared by the best chef ever, your crewmate!? It’s a crime to not be able to eat when there’s still food! You can see it right in front of you!
“But there’s still seafood left, and cooked seafood leftovers don’t keep well!” You try to argue but it’s not working, he only stares with a firm expression. You start to tremble and, in your last show of defiance, you shift into seal form.
“You know this isn’t going to do anything; you aren’t going to get more. Don’t you slap your belly at me.” There’s a pause but before you lay a loud smack to your belly, Luffy following your example in the background. Sanji lets out a loooonng sigh.
I think its funny that seal slap their belly to be threatning. "See how fat i am and BEGONE!"
Summary: Putting yourself in danger and trying to sacrifice yourself for the crew is not something we do in the Straw Hat crew.
Warnings: angry Luffy
Author’s Note: Tis the day 13 prompts! "Never do that again". Angry Luffy was scary to write, not someone I would want to piss off
Masterlist here!
Word Count: 0.6k
Likes and comments are much appreciated! Do not repost anywhere! Works will be posted from my ao3 account soon.
Not even Zoro’s swords could cut the silence that envelops the crew as you return from the battle. You’ve been thrown on Usopp’s back as he carries your unconscious body to Chopper’s infirmary. The Straw Hats won another fight and saved another island but now they have their hardest battle, making sure you pull through.
Chopper works hard overnight and by breakfast, you’re mostly healed, wrapped in bandages, and awake. Nami and Robin each have one of your arms over their shoulders as they get you to the galley. Chopper’s done his job, Sanji needs to get some food in you now.
You start to reach for a fork, ready to dive into the breakfast Sanji made you, when the room goes silent upon Luffy’s entrance. You look around the group, confused why your normally happy captain is causing everyone else to avoid eye contact and stop talking.
You figure it out very quickly when your eyes meet Luffy’s. Any joy you’ve seen previously is gone. Frozen in place by the glare he’s placed on you, your eyes dart to the sides, hoping one of your other crewmates knows what’s going on.
“Hey Cap, everything okay?” You try to sound happy but there’s fear lacing your words.
Luffy says nothing but finally looks away from you, taking an empty seat on the other end of the table.
The silence in the room continues and you set your fork down. No longer hungry.
Feeling like your presence is what’s actually killing the mood, you stand to leave.
Luffy’s voice stops you. His words are filled with a mix of anger and sadness. “Why did you do that?” He speaks through his teeth and your eyes meet again. “You could have died. We could have lost you! I could have lost you.” The rest of the crew is silent. Forks are set down and eyes are glued to plates.
Everyone else knew this would happen when you woke up. Everyone else knew one of the biggest unspoken rules on this ship: We don’t sacrifice ourselves. Everyone makes it back to the Sunny.
Your voice is quiet. It’s clear you’re hesitant about what you’re saying but you don’t know how else to respond. “Luffy I… it was the only way to make sure you all got away safely.”
“No.” The hand that was brought up to your chest as you tried to defend yourself freezes in mid air. You’ve never seen Luffy this angry. Not at one of his friends. Not at his own crew. “You don’t get to make that decision.” He stands, the table being the only thing between you and him. “When the battle gets bad, you get out. You and the rest of the crew find each other and you all make it back here.” His finger lands on the table with a soft thud, but it echoes in the silence. “I finish off the leaders and when I’m done, every single one of you should be here, alive.” His eyes narrow, you’ve been pinned in place and in silence, not knowing how to respond or if you even should. “Never do that again.”
Luffy decides he’s said enough and leaves the galley, having not ate a single bite of breakfast.
Franky breaks the silence, being the first one to look at you. “Don’t ever let yourself be the reason he loses a member of his crew.” The tears are brimming in your eyes and you run out of the room, back to your cabin, before anyone else can say anything to you.
☆ "I Love You... Not Like That" — (OPLA) Strawhats x Reader ☆
Genre: Platonic, Fluff || They/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed
A/N: Reader says 'I love you' in a purely platonic way to their new crew members, who don't know where this "confession" suddenly came from. Hilarity ensues
──────.𖥔 ݁ ˖˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ──────
Luffy
ᯓᡣ𐭩 The only one that doesn't second-guess it. He loves being Captain, he loves his crew, which includes you in it. He's done way worse on much less logic. Doesn't even cross his mind that it could potentially be read a certain way. Genuinely just takes it as appreciation
ᯓᡣ𐭩 "Oh! Love you too!"
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Now he's saying it all the time. Before heading somewhere, when saying goodbye, basically unless something serious is happening he'll say it almost whenever. He wants his crew to know he cares for them! Pair that with a pretty bad understanding of dating norms in general and you get a very platonically affectionate Captain
ᯓᡣ𐭩 The main reason why it eventually just becomes habit around the crew. He's so full of hope and dedication to his friends, why not let them know it? He almost gets offended if someone forgets to say it to him at least once a day. You've accidentally created a monster
Zoro
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Completely flies over his head that you're talking to him. Doesn't stop moving, doesn't turn his head, not even an acknowledging hum. It's only when he realizes you're staring that he gets confused, and then it slowly clicks
ᯓᡣ𐭩 "No, you don't"
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Confused, but very blunt about it. There's no way you do. You don't know each other that well, and he's had too many people try to cozy up to him just cause of how strong he is. Never worked for them, definitely not for you. You end up explaining to him that you didn't mean it how he's thinking, clearing up the misunderstanding
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Even under this new meaning, Zoro isn't sure if he believes it. But he's not uncomfortable with it, so he gives you the okay. He doesn't return it, mostly out of embarrassment. It feels too heavy to throw around as casually as you do. He warms up to accepting it, though, and if you don't say it to him as often as usual he will think something's wrong
Nami
ᯓᡣ𐭩 She just stares at you. Tries to figure out if you're being serious or not. When your expression doesn't change, she almost thinks you're messing with her on purpose just to be a jerk. But you seem dead serious about it
ᯓᡣ𐭩 "...What?"
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Fully confused, doesn't hide how she's kinda weirded out by it. After Arlong, you definitely know one another better, but she wouldn't jump that far. Immediately starts asking you why you think you do, which is when you realize that she took it a different way
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Once you define the difference, she's still a bit wary, but not entirely put off by it. She gets used to hearing you say it, and over time maybe she could even learn to internalize it. You even sometimes get a "you too" if she's in a good mood
Sanji
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Like many things with him, it depends on your gender. If you're a girl (or fem presenting)? He's grinning, leaning closer, turning on the superficial charm. If you're a guy (or masc presenting)? He's very confused. Stares at you out the corner of his eye with a furrowed brow. Very not used to men around him being so open with affection, or getting this from men in general
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Either way you have to catch his attention and explain what you really meant. Love isn't just dating and whatnot, it's a deep care for someone. And even if you're still a bit new to each other, you love what you've seen of him. Not because of a crush or anything, but because you admire him as he is
ᯓᡣ𐭩 A bit reassured (or a little disappointed, depending), Sanji can't help but feel your words are hollow. Even if he was initially excited at the idea, he knew it was basically impossible for you to mean it on any deep level. You barely knew him beyond what he could cook for you. It's your consistent love over time that convinces him. When it doesn't waver no matter what happens between you
ᯓᡣ𐭩 If you're fem, he returns every 'I love you' with charming enthusiam. And if not, he'll give a small smile and acknowledging head nod. No matter what, the two of you eventually get to a point where you're the only one that can get a "love you" out of him even on a bad day
Usopp
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Doesn't think you're talking to him. Literally looks around all confused, wondering if someone walked in while he wasn't looking. He's about to ask about it when he turns back and sees your eyes directly on him
ᯓᡣ𐭩 "Oh wait- ME??"
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He's flattered, honestly, but he also awkwardly mentions Kaya to you. Y'know, if you were there then you'd remember why he isn't exactly... y'know? He's stumbling over himself but he's very sweet about it, trying so hard not to hurt your feelings while you just laugh a little
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Once you tell him the difference between loving and being in love with someone, he gets it. Kinda. He doesn't say it as often as Luffy, but will never leave you hanging if you say it to him first. Expects a full "I love you" every time though, anything less and he starts thinking he did something wrong somehow
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