Hi I’m pretty new to writing but I wanna have a go at it and as you can probably tell I really love Nami from One Piece hehe My pronouns are she/her and I’m 20! And I think the right thing to call me is pansexual? Whatever it is, I am for sure not straight lol. I have finished the wano ark in One Piece!
Im not gonna have many rules, all I ask is to be patient with me! I am unfortunately also slow at writing and I might get a bit overwhelmed and stop for a bit.
But I’ll come back eventually lol.
For starters, right now as I write this I’m towards the end of Dressrosa. To keep you guys updated I’ll edit my bio every time I get to a new ark!
It’s hard to say what characters I will and will not write for, (there is so many characters in general, I can’t think of them all) but I know for sure i don’t wanna do anything for Sanji.
Other than talk trash that is :3
I’ll make a list later of characters people asked for who I don’t wanna do.
There are some characters who I gotta be in a mood for. Like my boy Ace, I love him but oddly enough I don’t like reading/writing for him a lot. So if that’s the case it migh take longer for me to get motivated.
And of course, I’m down for whatever gender. I don’t give a fuck. Man, woman, trans, nonbinary. I don’t care.
Will probably write smut at some point idk, you can definitely try and give me ideas ;) and I will totally warn about content beforehand.
Im also down for platonic relationships! Like being motherly to a child or chopper, or just being besties with someone. Doesn’t always have to be romantic.
Topics Im not okay with:
Nasty stuff like scat and vomit
Vore
Underage pedo stuff
Incest and beastiality
I also don’t wanna describe reader doing self harm or attempting suicide unless it’s apart of readers past and it’s just mentioned or something along those lines
For right now I wanna say I can do 3 characters per post, will most likely go up later.
Can’t say for sure how long or short they will be. Will probably depend on how much I like the ask and if they’re a fav of mine.
I like it when reader stands on business, however I do not like over powered readers. I don’t want them to be stronger than Luffy, Zoro, and Sanji combined. Just doesn’t feel right. I’m down for a cool power, but yeah, I want the reader to be closer in strength to someone like Nami or Usopp? If that makes sense.
Oh and since im a girlie Im gonna be doing fem reader with she/her pronouns on default, but I can do nonbinary. Just ask and you shall receive!
Synposis: Nami likes dressing you up. Its one of her favourite activities to do when shopping. It turns out she likes dressing you up just a bit more than you were prepared for.
Content: Fem!reader x Nami. Bottom reader, Top character, cunnilings, oral sex, reader wears lingerie, hair pulling
The shopping trip had been going normal. Nami got you outfits of all kinds that she liked the look of you in. Cute dresses, skirts that were both cute and hot, stylish trousers she said made your ass and thighs look good, nice shirts of different kinds for different weathers etc etc etc.
Point is, it'd all been going fine. Then you'd stumbled across a lingerie shop. And her eyes sparkled.
"Mmhm, mhm, you taste so good," Nami moaned, licking your clit through the open gap in the lingerie that left you exposed there. Your hands gripped her curling hair, not pulling, simply gripping with the navigator kneeled before you, your legs propped up on her shoulders.
Shortly after the shopping she'd rented this room and had you change into the lingerie. When you'd stepped out, she'd pounced on you like a panther.
And here she was, eating you out like a woman starved. Her tongue flicked at your bud and she sucked it making you gasp and throw your head back. When you looked down, through half lidded eyes, Nami's drunk expression made you feel warmer than you already were as she started up at you with reverence.
"Keep doing that," She commanded making you furrow your brows with confusion.
"Doing what?"
"Keeping your arms like that," she mumbled, licking at your slit again. "Makes your tits look nice."
You looked down to see that, with you holding her hair, you'd inadvertently pressed your breasts together. The lace on your lingerie, picked by Nami to be the colour she thought suited your skin tone best, bunched up slightly with the cups brushing against each other.
"Pervert," you muttered but did as she asked anyway, keeping your breasts pushed together. She gave your clit a harsh suck at your words and you gasped into the air, giving her hair a tug.
Nami's moan vibrated through your body, her nails digging into your thighs as she dove her tongue back into you and continued to take her fill.
It wasn't much longer before you could feel your climax building. Your breathing began to get heavier as the feeling in your stomach stirred. You released your grip on Nami's hair to tap her head which she understood as the signal.
She released herself from your pussy to look up at you, her eyes were half lidded and with the way her hair was messed up with your hands she was the one who looked fucked out.
"Touch yourself for me, pretty."
You blinked down at her but she was already tasting you again. So you moved your hand from her hair and brought it down to your clit. It was already soaked from Nami's work so you could begin to circle it with little effort of preparation needed.
A moan left you at the dual stimulation of Nami's tongue and your fingers, and you rubbed at yourself in tight circles quickly bringing yourself to orgasm. Nami made a pleased sound as you moaned through it and devoured your cum.
Once she was done she looked up at you with a pleased smile. You knew you were definitely wearing this piece again.
Called cat-burgalar Nami cause shes getting all that pussy
Readers gender is not implied, small injury to reader, platonic kisses.
Yamato is given male pronouns, it’s technically before he decided he was oden, but I don’t care lol.
Maybe you’re a child who washed up on Onigashima, maybe you’re a kid or kid sibling to one of Kaidos underlings. Whatever it may be, you’re pretty much the only other kid on the skull island.
So it’s no surprise you and Yamato became close. Ever since you laid eyes on him you’ve looked up to Yamato, even before he decided to declare him self Oden. It didn’t change after it either, it only added fuel to the passion you have for him.
In other words, you thought he was really cool!
At first, Yamato totally thought you were annoying. Being a few years younger than him and practically the only person close in age, you were very clingy!
One day you were chasing after him, what you thought was a game of tag was actually Yamato trying to get away from you!
He jumped over a jagged rock on the path in front of him.
Unfortunately, you weren’t so agile.
You tumbled over the stray rock causing you to crash into the stone ground. Small pebbles and gravel dig into any exposed skin, littering small cuts across your arms and legs. Fortunately your small arms protected your face during the fall.
Yamato stoped in his tracks as he heard a wail coming from behind him. He turned around to see your small body trembling while trying to sit up.
He felt bad, he’s the one who led you here.. he jumped over that rock because he knew you’d have trouble with it. But he didn’t think you’d foolishly try to jump over it like he did!
“Whaaaaaah!” You cry out, tears streaming down your cheeks as you cradle one of the deeper cuts that’s on your elbow.
‘Great, now I have to deal with a snotty nose baby..’ thought Yamato as he shuffles back to where you sat.
“Are you okay?” He hesitantly reaches a hand out to put on your shoulder, trying to see how hurt you are. You did take quite the tumble, and he can’t see your face from the way you’re hunched over.
You raise your head up, and try to speak, but all you can do is hiccup and cry some more as you look into Yamatos concerned face.
“Hey! It’s okay! Is that where it hurts the most?” Yamato squats down in front of you and points at your cut elbow.
You nod frantically and finally start to form words again. “Y-yus-..!” You hiccup. Yamato gently grabs your injured arm and brings it closer to his face, studying it closely.
“Hey.. what if I kiss it better? I’ve heard if you kiss a wound, it’ll get better in no time!” Your sobs quickly quiet down at that, only hiccups remain as you stare at the older boy.
“R-really…?” You spoke quietly, “you’ll help it get better..? By kissing it?” You asked, one last tear slips down your cheek.
“Mhm hum!” Yamato hums out.
“O-okay!” You giggle out, the hiccups from before coming to a full stop as Yamato smothers your small cuts in kisses.
“There! They should heal in no time now!” He spoke up after the last cut he kissed. He stood up and held an arm out for you to grab.
“You can walk right?” He asked, you grabbed his hand and he helped you up.
“Yeah! Thanks Yamato! You’re so cool and nice!” You giggle out, still holding on to Yamato’s hand.
He grins down at you, for an 8 year old, Yamato is extremely tall. That’s no surprise considering who his father is.
Suddenly, a light bulb goes off above your head, “o-on second thought… my foot! It hurts so bad Yamato!” You whine out, beginning to limp. Instead of holding on to Yamatos hand, you’re now holding onto his whole arm, leaning onto it with your full weight.
“M-maybe you should carry me back home! On- on your back!” You squeeze his arm tightly, determined to get a piggy back ride from the boy you admire.
Yamato laughs, amused at your antics. Maybe you’re not so bad, clingy? Absolutely. But you’re very cute and determined.
Yamato can’t help himself but to tease you. To see how far you’ll go just to get a ride out of him.
“Are you sure? It looked like you got up fine just now!” He grinned, staring down at you.
“Nooo! It hurts!” You fraudulently weep out, going as far as to hop on your ‘non injured’ leg.
After a bit more teasing from Yamato, and crocodile tears from you, you find your arms wrapped around Yamatos shoulders and legs around his waist as he carries you back to where you live.
You fall asleep on the way back, snoring cutely while cuddled up on his back.
Yamato can feel his cheeks warm up at the sound of your snoring and the puffs of your breath hitting his neck.
This was when Yamato realized he might like you a bit more than he thought.
Boa Hancock & Neferatari Vivi x female reader for women’s day!!
ik I’m late to women’s day guys!! But I’m still gonna participate! (Totally not an excuse to write for some of my fav op girls that I haven’t written much for yet)
Hancock x a fem reader would be like the ultimate alternative timeline to her not falling in love with luffy lol
let’s say your in the kuja pirates specifically,
that would make more sense as to how you got closer since your on the same crew and obviously get to interact with her more versus just fan girling in the crowd lolol 😂
just the same as luffy, she’d realized her love for you after getting worried for your safety and feeling ill (love sick 😀) mid expedition at the fact that you might be hurt
when everyone gets back to the boat she tried to unsuspectingly scope you out (tried because she was actually frantically searching for someone and wouldn’t say who as everyone panicked-) and as soon as she saw you she sighed in relief! But soon after, she started blushing and she felt a warm fuzzy feeling!
what was this? Is this what they call..? Love?!
it was such a joyous feeling..! She couldn’t believe she was feeling such intense emotions at your presence alone!
”Lady hebihime!! Are you all right?!”
”Lady hebihime!! Are you all right?!”
”Lady hebihime!! Are you all right?!”
”all right..!”
”right..!”
”right..”
Your words echoed over and over again in Hancock’s spinning head. You..we’re worrying for her?! Your so…kind!- So!- so!- your such a selfless woman!!
and yeah that’s pretty much how it went HAHAH
you can pretty much guess you’ll get special treatment from then on, she’s in love with you after all!! Naturally it’s her duty to protect her lover! 😊 (you haven’t even asked her out yet Hancock! - Glorisa)
she invites you into the palace and gives you the best food and treatment straight away!! Put your feet up dear! Are you hot? tired? Do you need water?? “Hurry up and bring the giant fans! My lover is hot!”
no pun intended even though you are 😉
“lover..? Lady hebihime..! May I ask what your talking about..😅”
”o-oh! W-well..I was just thinking…maybe…we could go on a date..?! ☺️😅”
“ME?? Hebihime!! I- I’m honored but what brought this about?! This is….strangely sudden, you know? Not trying to be rude!-”
”Hancock!”
”eh??- I mean!- hebihim-”
”Hancock!! Y-you..can call me Hancock..if you’d like!- I mean if you’d prefer to call me something else like a pet name, honey or dear m-maybe-…!”
”But!- hebihime-”
“-And to answer your question! What brought this about……I’m not sure myself…I have no idea actually, I found myself worrying about you and when I saw you again….When I saw you..! When I…..Kyaaa! 😍”
”Hancock!! Are you all right?! What happened!?
“ !!….You…! You!- You said my name!! This must be..! This must be!! What they call!- Engagement!~ 😍😍”
”huh?? 😀 hebihime?-“
“No! Go back! Don’t call me hebihime anymore!! We’re getting married next month so!- So call me by my name from now on! Okay honey?! 😍💗”
*mutters while being carried bridal style by Hancock* “I’m getting married…to the hebihime..😵💫💫”
and yes you actually did get married the next month :)
being the wife of the pirate empress is the liiiife 😎👍 you get whatever you want, whenever you want and however much you want of it!! Without a question! Your words are as absolute as sold gold on the island of women! Hancock will likely even ignore elder nyon/Glorisa for you <3
and yeah you can pretty much just imagine your dream life for the rest! Expect that to become your reality when married to Hancock bc even thanos snap can’t compare 🗿😭
Vivi is such an awesome girl - honorable mention okay? 😤👏
let’s say your not a straw hat tho :) just for funzies :3 imagine you’ve lived on alabasta just as long as she has and even infiltrated Baroque works with her. And also helped save alabasta!
best friends to lovers anyone?? Lesbian edition >:> 👩❤️👩 🧡🤍💖🏳️🌈
after it’s all said and done, and crocodile is defeated, you two say cya to the straw hats and you help Vivi rebuild her kingdom
somewhere during the time things start looking up as for alabasta’s cleanup, she confesses! Oops spoiler :}
“hey!!..I’ve been looking all over for you 😅”
“Oh hey Vivi! What is it?”
”oh nothing I just, well it’s not nothing…can we talk? Uh- you know..in private?”
”oh yeah sure! Come inside I was just cleaning up heheh, excuse the mess..”
“It’s nothing! Really, it’s fine no need to be so formal…we’re close, right?”
“Yeah :) what is it you wanted to talk about though? Is it something bad I’m nervous 😃”
”Oh! Nononono! Nothing bad nothing bad!-“
*sigh of relief* “hah, that’s good 😅”
*awkward yet adorable giggles come from both you and Vivi*
“well..what I wanted to talk about was…us, as in…who we are”
“Oh no Vivi don’t come out and tell me we’re aliens now we’ve barely finished cleaning up alabasta! 😭😂😂”
”what?? Hey! No! I-I’m trying to be serious here! 🤦♀️“
”OH! Oops 😄 go ahead go ahead!”
“I meant who we are as in, as a….relationship! Like- um..we’re friends right? Soo..if we could be……”
“Vivi..you mean..?”
”YEAH! 😭😅 I mean if- if we could be..more, if- if you want if not we can just stay friends-“
”No! I- hahah, I honestly never thought you’d ask, like- literally! I’ve kinda been waiting but you never did so is assumed-“
lots of awkward laughing and explaining of feelings ensue from there 💗(🏳️🌈😜)
actually being in a relationship with her includes training, yes training, because you never know what could happen. Just as crocodile happened and no one knew he would. So from now on she wants to be prepared, she refuses to be blindsided again—for the sake of her people!
she’s a cute mix of awkward, kind and a tad bit shy 💗 it’s like, she almost wouldn’t know how to act around you if you weren’t so close, but you are! So that makes things easier :)
she’s highly knowledgeable and I feel she’d have quiet a bit of hobbies. if you like to do similar things she’d love to partake in those activities with you! But if you have different interests, exploring each one as you teach her about them would be fun too! <3
Vivi is a literally princess, which means as her lover you get princess treatment! 😘 (all puns intended) She can afford it after all! Pell and Vivi’s father would adore you! You make Vivi so happy, how can they not?!
she talks about you more often than you know 🤫 “Dad!! Don’t tell her that!- it’s kind of embarrassing you know?!” oops Vivi heard him
well anyway 😊
Vivi is a very caring and protective lover as seen with Nami (when she stayed by her side the whole time she was ill). So of course that’s not any different when it comes to you, it’s highly likely Vivi knows first aid so if you get a minor injury? Be more careful!! 🩹❤️🩹💋 A major injury?! Hurry! Rush her to the royal hospital! Quickly! Giver her the best treatment! It’s okay, relax, she’s here 💖
Vivi will be with you through thick and thin and her loyalty is unwavering. She may not be the strongest banana in the bunch but she’ll certainly defend you with all she has if it comes down to it! 😤💪
Also!!! Can’t believe I haven’t mentioned this yet!!- Karoo!!!! Karoo loves you <33 Vivi thinks your bond is adorable, especially how Karoo always lets you ride on him :} you bring him snacks and drinks and he runs to you each time. If your tired of walking he’ll carry you without complaints as well so that’s a perk!
I feel the other spot billed ducks would love you as well! Karoo probably tells them how great you are 🤗 You might even like one of them enough to make them your duck! (I would, they seem cooler than a freezer 😎👍)
Okayyy~ lovely readers, followers and anyone new here..!
Synopsis: You shipwrecked on the Amazon Lily only to be found by the Kuja Warriors and brought to the Empress. You expected death, instead, you're given unexpected kindness that leaves you confounded.
Content: Fem!reader x Boa Hancock
"You confuse me," You'd found yourself admitting, breathing out into the silence of the Pirate Empresses throne room. Your side lent against the left wall, gaze cast out, down, to look upon the Amazon Lily and it's setting.
Greenery brighter than any you'd seen on any Islands before, sun dazzling down from a blanket of beautiful blue that would make even the sea jealous with it's natural and alluring azure and a calm and gentle wind that pushed through the semi-crowded street filled with the proud Amazonian women that populated this land filled your view; yet, none of that compared to her.
The leader of this place, feared and adored by all the subjects you could see below.
You looked to your side, to her, when you were met with stunning silence, uncommon for the proud ruler that you'd grown used to yelling, raising her voice and commanding in the past week since your ship wrecked upon the shores of the Amazon Lily.
She sat there, legs crossed, her head resting on her propped up fist with her dark caramel eyes staring at you- ones that when the sun hit just right looked like a hypnotising swirl of sweet chocolate that drew any unsuspecting person in with her beauty.
The sun seemed to bend to her whims, just like everything else did, and it enveloped her in a beautiful and bright lighting that some might think of as heavenly, not too harsh, nor too light, instead, just right.
It made the already vibrant colour of her vermillion attire appear ever more fluorescent and you wondered what sort of dye emitted such pigment.
"I confuse you?" Hancock parroted, tone hauntingly even as her unblinking stare tracked the small movement you did, adjusting yourself against the surface of the wall.
You nodded.
The Snake Princess hummed, the sound melodic, "Pray tell, what has caused such feelings of uncertainty to arise in you, my dear?"
There it was.
"You-" A pause as you struggled to find the correct words, reminding yourself to keep your tone level as to not accidently irritate the Princess, "You've offered me shelter, a bed to sleep in, clothes as well as your company and yet you ask nothing of me, even calling me- me- pet names."
"And that... brings you confusion? You are not a man, I see no need as to why you'd expect me to treat you harshly."
"I'm still an intruder-"
"You are my guest," Hancock interupted, her hands going towards her seat's arms and raising herself.
She stood tall at 6'3, a few inches added to her natural height due to her shoes, and those heels echoed across the steps of the throne as she walked over to you. Her movements smooth, like a snake. You felt hypnotised by her- it was hard not to.
The Snake Princess felt more like a snake charmer in the way she's able to enamour any soul, yours included, she comes across using nothing but her beauty.
"Do you dare to question my judgement?" Hancock asked, voice not raised but booming in the respect it demanded when directed towards you.
She kept walking, stopping once in front of you. The Empress placed her hand on her hip, looking down at you.
You shook your head, "I didn't mean to offend you, all I was trying to say is... I don't understand. It's-" Ugh, how could you say this without offending her? "It's just... Unusual. I didn't expect to be treated so well."
A moment of silence passed, the wind passing through the open windows of the throne room; but then, Hancock broke it.
A small smile lighting up her features. It was a smile of many, it looked comforting, yet mocking, kind, yet displeased.
You weren't sure which of those thoughts made your heart pick up- but one of them did, with the silence you could hear your heart beat in your ears, and you heard it speed up just slightly awaiting her reply.
Was it her beauty or nervousness causing that?
You didn't know.
Best to assume both.
"You needn't worry," Hancock replied, lifting her fingers to card through your hair in a way you found yourself unconsciously leaning into.
"I have responded to your apperance, on my land, in the way I have, due to reasons only I need to be concerned about. You have no need to question anything."
She leaned down, and you could've sworn you saw her pale cheeks light up with pink, before her face left your view of vision and you felt her lips against your forehead. Giving a small kiss.
"Simply enjoy and relax. Leave everything to me, just accept what I give you."
Hancock then leaned back, her hands cupping your cheeks and stroking them with her thumbs.
"If you wish to leave, I will accompany you and deliver you to whichever Island it is you want to go to. If you wish for me to stop, I will. However... If you desire for me to resume my affections towards you, I will be happy to do so, and I promise to treat you with- what you deserve."
Your heart felt like it was beating out of your chest and you were sure breathing had to be easier than how it felt right now, but looking up at Hancock, you could only stare before nodding slightly.
"Ok, I won't ask you again."
Her face lit up, and she wrapped her arms around you, pulling you into a hug. Thanking you and saying all sorts of praise that made your chest thump.
You didn't understand her, nor her actions, but that was fine for now.
You were a simple trader- the only people who would miss you were those you were sailing towards for a deal before the storm picked you up and threw you into the Calm Belt before stranding you on the Amazon Lily.
Getting back home wasn't a big concern of yours at the moment. Sure, you missed out on a bit of money, but you had bigger concerns! Like a Pirate Empress for some reason being nice to you.
You had time to figure it out, and you would. Just not from Hancock.
Approaching the elder Nyon, you weren't shocked to see her let out a loud sigh that must've expelled all the oxygen within her lungs before she gave you a dry look.
No you weren't shocked, if only a little offended.
It wasn't like the Nyon had given you any impression she wouldn't treat you as such though, you'd known since her protest against you staying on the Island to the looks she gave you everytime you interacted with Hanock that the Elder Nyon did not like you.
Well, it probably wasn't that she didn't like you, you hoped, it was more just she didn't seem to like your presence on the Island as a stranger.
That was understandable.
So you carried on, approaching her and giving the shorter and much older woman, a smile.
"Elder Nyon," You greeted, the previous Empress looking up at you. The two of you were at one of the cliffside's of the Amazon Lily that oversaw the Calm Belt in all it's beauty.
You'd just come from seeing Hancock off at the dock, a request of her's you couldn't resist. She'd held your cheek like she had two days prior, and told you to remain safe- in her Palace if you wished, and that she'd be back soon.
You in turn, had wished her good luck.
The women around you all had swooned at the interaction, you supposed it must've been because of their Empress being so kind to someone who in all truth, didn't deserve it. So you'd ignored it.
Once the Perfume Yuda had set off you managed to avoid the forming crowd with the help of Margurette, who'd been your guard for most of your stay, and made your way across the Island to find Gloriosa without Hancock around to throw the old lady out whenever she did or said something to upset the current Empress.
Which, really, happened more than it should've in your opinion.
So, here you were now, before the woman and you could finally ask her, "Why has Hancock been so nice to me?"
"Ah, so now you ask," Gloriosa responded, her hands gripping her cane slightly tighter as she closed her eyes in thought, "Has the Snake Princess spoken to you about love?"
You frowned. That was a bit of a weird question. Regardless, you paused and thought about it. When you figured out an answer you responded, raising your voice, the woman in front of you opened her eyes once more.
"Not really. The only things I can think about are her calling me 'her love'."
The Elder Nyon tensed up before you.
"Have you heard of love sickness?"
Gloriosa had taken you back to her small hut to explain to you the past of the Kuja women and the past fates of the Empresses.
In your opinion, it was horrifyingly stupid.
The proud leaders of an all women Island have all fallen to defeat, ruin, betrayal, whatever you want to call it- all because of men.
It was horrifyingly ironic.
"If not ending up with the man who you have love sickness for resolves in death... How come you're still alive, Gloriosa?"
The past Empress frowned into her cup of tea, a small warm breeze fluttering through the air and brushing against her silky grey waves.
"There are two ways it is cured. Either the Empress must die, or the man does. The one I had it for... Met an untimely death and as a result, I was spared of my own. Unfortunately, if you do not end up with the chosen man- fulfilling your heart and curing the sickness, an arguably worse fate than death meets you. You lose your-"
"Strength?"
"Beauty."
Oh. Wait what?
You stared at the woman, and she stared back.
"You... You said you lost your beauty? I thought strength was beauty to Kuja women?"
And even if it wasn't... Was Gloriosa calling herself ugly!? For being a seventy year old woman she looked amazing!
"It is, however, to the outside world, beauty is judged by apperance. We lose our worth to those outside of the Amazon Lily."
... You could hardly see how that was worse than death. Gloriosa didn't even leave the Amazon Lily!
Regardless...
"So... What does this have to do with Hancock and how she's been treating me? Are you saying she has love sickness for me?... I thought you only got it for men."
Gloriosa hummed nodding, "That is usually the case, yes, and we believed Hancock had already contracted it for another... However, with you here, I do not believe that is the case any longer. The way Hancock reacted in regards to her love sickness was very strange- unlike the others, myself inculded, that I've seen before."
Gloriosa went on to compare Hancock to the other's and slowly the pieces came into place.
"-She seemed pained to leave you this morning, even if you were staying on the Amazon Lily. I assume that was her only reassurance. With the other soul, she seemed fine letting him go- and that was my first clue."
You frowned. You didn't want Hancock to be trapped in a situation like this because of you, it was cruel, truly a curse.
The Elder Nyon tapped your head with her stick making you whine out in pain while throwing a glare.
"Do not be so put down! I explained to you that Shakuyaku was fortunate enough to have love sickness be towards a man she favoured and he returned her feelings resulting in neither of them needing to die and Shakuyaku's sickness being cured! I believe you and Hancock will share a similar fate."
... What!?
"Gloriosa you can't be serious! Hancock-"
"Hancock loves you, as she's proven by offering you shelter- a room right next to hers that is reserved for the right hand woman to the Empress, she has given you clothes, food, attention and devotion. She is utterly enamoured with you, you fool! Goodness, she's practically already started parading you around as her consort, having you wish her farewells in front of the public!"
You blushed listening to her. Was that why everyone was staring this morning!?
"If you return Hancock's feelings, which I suspect you do, allow the both of you to love eachother and free her of her curse."
You swallowed, you hands cupping around the mug that sat before you, looking down into it, the liquid reflecting you.
Hancock... Is in love with you?
The hours counting down the Perfume Yuda's return were daunting, it felt like you were awaiting execution.
You resolved to stay in your guest room, the one just beside Hancock's and one you belatedly realised is the only other bedroom apart from the Empresses in this section of the Palace. You had asked her sisters where theirs were and they said they had rooms on one of the lower floors.
During the wait, you had paced around your room, bit down your nails to an uncomfortable length, played with your hair resulting in you messing it up and having to brush through it so it'd look presentable and now you laid on your bed, staring up aimlessly at the ceiling and tracking the different patterns embedded in the surface above, trying to follow each swirl and count how many there were.
Nothing you did tempered your anxiety. Gloriosa's words: “Hancock loves you,” spoken with such certainty you couldn't find it in yourself to think she was lying, circled through your mind like a snake constricting your brain and forcing the small amount of space it left to only supply your mind with thoughts of her.
That beautiful, silky, long hair that you'd felt the urge to tread your fingers through and treat with care.
Those piercing eyes that could make anyone weak just by looking at them, whether it be a look of happiness or a glare.
Her amazing legs that could topple mountains with just one simple kick- despite their sleek form, a powerhouse fit for a woman of her stature.
She bore the voice of an angel, a goddess, a temptress, someone who commanded respect when she entered the room, someone who you would mistake for a siren. A voice you could hear talk for hours.
You let out a wistful sigh, closing your eyes. Your hands were laid flat on your stomach and your legs beside each other.
The thought of, ‘I wonder when Hancock will be back?’ Entered your mind like a slave arrow the woman herself would shoot out at enemies.
“When I didn't see you at the docks I feared the worst,” The voice of the woman you'd just been fantasising about, spoke, and your eyes snapped open to see her entering your room, “And here I find you, laid out like you're about to be put in a casket.”
“Hancock!” You greeted, sitting up, staring at the woman.
She was wearing a different dress than usual- the colour coincidently your favourite, and beautiful in the way it hugged her form well, sleeves long, no cleavage shown, yet that daring split at her leg was there.
In simple a term, she looked heavenly.
She smiled down at you, Salome by her side, coming up to stop at the side of your bed, “Still alive, I see,” Hancock observed, a small giggle leaving her, her nose scrunching up with her laugh making your cheeks flush when you thought: ‘Cute’
“I'm sorry I didn't come to greet you,” You replied, looking down at the covers of the bed, your hand scrunching up a bit of the blanket in your fist, “I was just… Lost in thought.”
Hancock hummed.
You heard a rustling, and then felt the bed dip. Your head looked up to see her now sat in front of you, one leg was over the bed, skin in the open where the slit allowed it, while the other was crossed knee towards you, with her foot beneath the other.
Hancock's body was facing towards you, her left arm resting on her thigh while her right arm and hand pressed against the bed at her side to steady her. She smiled softly at you.
“Do you wish to share your thoughts with me?” The Empress asked, eyes softer than you'd ever seen them.
You thought about it, pausing while there was a silence between you. It wasn't akward, but filled with a simple trust between the two of you.
There was no point in trying to dodge the arrow rushing towards you, staring into her eyes, you took a breath before asking, "Are you in love with me, Hancock?"
She paused. The Empress' smile fell into a look of bewilderment, and then embarrassment as her cheeks flushed and she looked much less like the terrifying Snake Princess and more like a shy girl with a crush.
Her hands rose to cup her cheeks, and a smile formed once more on her lips but it was bashfully. You blinked at the switch-up.
Gloriosa was RIGHT!?
"I- I am! Goodness, this is so embarrassing! I hadn't wished for you to find out so soon I was planning on proposing tonight!"
She was- PROPOSE!?
"Wait, wait-" You replied in shock, staring as Hancock didn't even seem to hear you, and began to go on a rant about how the two of you would marry and that she was happy you were already settling into your life on the Amazon Lily well.
"Hancock!"
The woman stopped her rant, blinking at you like an owl at your raised voice, a frown etching onto her blushing face, as she moved her hands from hers, to cup yours.
"Ah, what is it my dear? I'm sorry- this isn't what I planned but we can still-"
"Hancock..." You interupted, watching her finally listen to your and stop herself before another rant started. This was so- bizarre. It's like her personality had done such a 180 since you first met her.
"I can't marry you," Her face dropped and you were quick to continue, "I can't marry you- yet. I... I love you too, I think, but marriage is too soon. We hardly know each other. I think... Friends, then dating and then down the line we can think about marriage but it's- I can't right now."
She stared and you were worried she'd turn you to stone here and now, but instead her hands dropped from your cheeks to rest on her lap.
Hancock sighed, resigned.
"Ok. I can wait," Her smile then returned, "I can wait however long you need to be ready."
You nodded, smiling back, "thank you, Hancock."
She shook her head, "No, thank you, for allowing me this chance to love you."
You couldn't marry yet. You were too unknown to each other but... You knew you'd no doubt become the wife to Boa Hancock down the line because if there was one thing you knew you could never be confused about again, it was your feelings towards her.
You were in love.
You both had time.
A/N: VERY self-indulgent piece of mine to the point I worry I may have made Hancock a bit OOC?? I hope not! If she does come off a little OCC I'm just excusing it by saying that i think once she realises her crush on Luffy isn't actually a crush, she'd react more maturely(?) Towards the subject even if she still is a large romantic and with the person she actually gets 'love sickness' for, she'd treat it differently to how she does Luffy in canon and would be more willing to take things slow rather than bombard the person she feels it for with proclamations of love and marriage.
Anyway, hope you enjoyed it enough! Thank you for reading!
you flirt with men to manipulate them and get whatever you want from them, so what happens when you meet the strawhats?
a/n: happy pride month, my sapphics ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ✩‧₊
words count: 4.7k
tags: slow burn, thief x thief, post-timeskip, enemies to lovers, clever reader, tension
masterlist || ao3 || ko-fi
The sun burns bright over Asteria, a busy island full of life, music, and secrets. The Strawhat crew walks through the main market street, loud and colorful as always. You see them from a rooftop, leaning over a balcony with a half-eaten apple in your hand.
You already know who they are.
Monkey D. Luffy. Pirate captain. Rubber boy. Big smile. Easy to fool, if he’s distracted.
Roronoa Zoro. Strong. Grumpy. Bad with directions. Not your target.
Nico Robin. Too smart. Too calm. Too risky.
Franky, Usopp, Brook, Chopper… All dangerous in their own ways. At least for what you have in mind.
Vinsmoke Sanji...
Ah, Sanji. Weak for a pretty face.
Bingo!
But the one to truly worry about?
Nami.
You see her now, walking near the back of the group. Arms crossed. Eyes scanning. Calculating. You can almost feel her sharp mind from up here.
She’s just like you.
Too bad.
You jump down from the roof, land silently in a side alley, and slip into the crowd. You wait, moving carefully. You smile when Sanji walks closer.
Now or never.
You step into the open and “accidentally” bump into him.
“Oh! I’m so sorry!” you say in a sweet voice, placing your hand on his chest lightly.
Sanji’s eyes turn into hearts instantly.
“Mon dieu! Are you okay, mademoiselle?” he asks, taking your hand and holding it like it’s made of gold.
You already slipped your fingers into his coat. There’s a bag of beli in there, too easy.
But before your hand can close around it, another hand grabs your wrist.
Strong. Quick.
“Nice try.”
You look up, and there she is. Nami. Amber eyes locked onto yours. She caught you but you don’t flinch.
Instead, you smirk “Took you long enough.”
Her eyebrows twitch “You knew I was watching?”
“I was counting on it.”
You twist your wrist, not to break free, but to slide a small coin into her palm. Her fingers close around it by instinct. She opens them. The coin is fake, cheap metal, painted gold.
Nami looks at it. Then at you.
You’re already gone.
Vanished into the crowd.
Back on the Sunny, Nami stares at the fake coin.
Robin notices “Trouble?”
“Maybe.” Nami slips the coin into her pocket “She’s good.”
Robin smiles “Good enough to fool you?”
Nami doesn’t answer but her lips curl into a tiny, curious smile “Not for long.”
The diner is loud. Full of clinking silverware, sizzling oil, and way too much talking. It smells like grilled fish and spiced rum. The Strawhats sit at a corner table, taking up too much space as usual.
You spot them through the window.
You grin.
They don’t see you yet. Not until you open the door and walk in like you belong there. No disguise, no tricks. Just confidence.
You grab a chair from a nearby table and drag it across the floor. The sound makes Zoro glance over. Luffy pauses mid-bite. Sanji... oh, he lights up the moment he sees you.
You sit down at their table like you’ve been invited “Miss me?”
“Angel!” Sanji gasps, nearly knocking over a glass “What a miracle—did fate bring you back to me so soon?”
You lean your elbow on the table, chin in your hand “Maybe I just like the way you blush.”
He practically melts into his suit.
“You shouldn’t be here” Nami says from across the table, arms crossed.
You don’t look at her.
You keep your eyes on Sanji “Is this the part where someone kicks me out?”
Luffy shrugs “You seem fun. I vote she stays.”
Chopper giggles. Usopp is nervous but interested. Brook’s just happy to have another pretty face at the table.
Zoro says nothing, which probably means he’s watching too closely.
“Can I get you something, mademoiselle?” Sanji asks, already rising from his seat “What do you drink? Wine? Tea? Something sweet like your voice?”
You tilt your head “Surprise me.”
Sanji bows low and rushes off to the counter.
You finally turn to Nami. She hasn’t stopped staring.
“Relax,” you say “I’m not here to rob you… again.”
“Then why are you here?”
You smirk “I like to fool men. Can you blame me?”
She blinks once. Not offended. Not angry.
Intrigued.
“You’re honest” she says slowly.
“Only when it makes people trust me.”
She nods once, almost like approval. But there’s something else under her gaze now... curiosity. Calculation. Maybe even respect.
“You know you won’t get far with Sanji” she says.
“Oh, I know,” you say with a wicked smile “But watch this.”
Sanji comes back with a fancy glass filled with something pink and fruity. A paper umbrella leans on the rim.
“For the goddess at our table” he announces, placing it in front of you.
You take a sip “Delicious. You made it?”
“Of course! I used—”
You interrupt, leaning in “You always treat strangers this nice? Or just the ones with long eyelashes?”
He stutters “N-no! I mean—yes? I mean—uh—it’s not like that!”
You laugh. It’s charming. Loud enough to make a few heads turn.
“Relax. You’re adorable.” you say, tapping his chest lightly.
His eyes go soft “I would die for you.”
You raise an eyebrow “Would you tell me anything I asked?”
“Anything!”
“Even secrets?”
He looks around, drops his voice, and leans in like a schoolboy “You wanna hear how I once cried over a sea king because it reminded me of a soup my mom used to make?”
Your smile grows wider.
Nami watches this with raised brows.
You glance her way, then wink.
You twirl the umbrella from your drink between your fingers, eyes moving from one Strawhat to the next.
Sanji’s already yours. He hangs off every word you say like you’re some sea goddess he dreamed into existence.
Brook’s not hard either. You only had to compliment his style and call him “elegant” before he offered to write you a song “May I see your panties?” he asked, and you only laughed. Poor guy nearly exploded when you said, “Buy me dessert first.”
Usopp? Easier than expected. You said, “You look like a man who’s seen real danger” and he told you five war stories in two minutes. You told him his aim must be deadly, he blushed red and nearly spilled his water.
Chopper shyly asked if you were a doctor too. You leaned in and whispered, “Only the kind that heals broken hearts.” He squeaked and hid behind his hat.
Even Franky cracked when you complimented his “super” arms and asked if he could build you a weapon one day.
Luffy… okay, maybe not “seduced” but even he’s laughing at your jokes now. You told him he has the best smile in the world. He gave you a piece of his meat.
Robin sips her tea slowly, watching it all unfold. She doesn’t say much but she’s watching.
“You’re really good at this” she says at last, smiling.
You smirk “I study people. Their tells, their weaknesses. Most men just want someone who listens. Or laughs. Or touches their hand at the right time.”
Nami raises an eyebrow “So that’s your trick? Manipulation?”
“Call it… understanding.” You shrug.
Robin chuckles behind her hand “You’ve gotten into all of them.”
“All but one...” Nami says, standing from her seat. She points across the table.
Zoro sits there, arms crossed, one eye half-closed, sipping his drink like this entire thing bores him.
You grin “Ah. The hard one.”
“If you can crack him,” Nami says, folding her arms, “I’ll give you something I’ve never told anyone about. A treasure I found on Skarva Island. Secret map. Gold. Real deal.”
Robin arches an eyebrow “You never told me about that.”
Nami just smiles “Didn’t need to.”
You look at Zoro, then back at Nami “You’re serious?”
“Dead serious.”
You lean back in your chair, cracking your knuckles “Oh, now this is fun.”
Zoro hasn’t said a word in ten minutes. He’s just sitting there, arms folded, eye on you like he’s waiting for something to impress him.
You know the type. Stoic. Quiet. Sharp under the silence.
You lean your elbows on the table, turning your full attention to him now.
“Zoro, right?” you say casually.
He grunts “Mm.”
You rest your chin in your hand “Swordsman. Second-in-command. Scary.”
He doesn’t answer.
You smile “You don’t talk much.”
“Nope.”
“Because you’re mysterious? Or because you just hate people?”
“Both.”
That gets a soft laugh out of Robin. Even Nami cracks a half-smile.
You nod slowly “You know… the strong silent type is the easiest to read.”
Zoro raises an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced “Oh yeah?”
You lean in a little “You watch everything, but you don’t say anything. That means you trust your instincts more than people.”
He blinks. Stays quiet.
“But here’s the catch,” you go on, tone softening just a bit “People like you don’t hate people. They hate wasting time on people. There’s a difference.”
You meet his gaze. Steady. Calm.
“And I think,” you continue, lowering your voice just slightly, “you already knew I wasn’t a threat.”
His eye narrows.
You grin.
“That’s why you didn’t stop me before. And you were watching if someone else would.” You nod toward Nami.
Zoro doesn’t smile but he gives the smallest shrug, and says, “You talk too much.”
You lean back and cross your arms smugly “Which is your way of saying I’m not wrong.”
Zoro does a short nod towards you before drinking again. Which means you’re right.
Robin claps once, slowly, amused.
“Impressive” she says.
Nami leans forward on the table, hands steepled, eyes on you now with intent.
“Alright,” she says “You win.”
You raise an eyebrow “The treasure?”
She taps her pocket, smirking “We’ll talk about it.”
Later, most of the crew gets distracted arguing over dessert. Sanji is still telling Brook about how your smile “cured his heart.” You, Robin, and Nami linger at the table, your drink now halfway gone.
Robin leans over, voice low and curious “So tell us the truth. Why all the charm games?”
You swirl your glass gently “Men are easy. Predictable. They react fast. It’s all surface-level with them.”
Nami quirks a brow “So you don’t actually like any of them?”
You smile. Not flirtatious this time. A little softer “No. I don’t play with people I’m interested in. That’d be too messy. Too… distracting.”
Robin watches you with interest “So… women?”
You meet her gaze, then glance toward Nami. You speak slowly, honestly this time.
“I don’t joke about women.” you say “They don’t deserve that. When I speak to a woman, I want it to mean something.”
Nami’s quiet. She stares at you for a beat too long.
Robin looks between you both, then just sips her drink.
“So…” Nami says eventually, voice quieter now, “you play men… but you respect women.”
You nod once “Exactly.”
She leans back in her chair, studying you again. But it’s different now. Less suspicion, more… interest. Like she’s trying to figure out what kind of game this is, but maybe hoping it’s not a game at all.
“Alright,” Nami says, slowly, “what do you mean… when you speak to me?”
You grin “I guess you’ll have to keep talking to find out.”
You’re still sitting with Robin and Nami, tension slowly turning into something warmer, when a sudden voice cuts through the table:
“Hey!”
It’s Luffy. Of course.
He’s leaning over three empty dessert plates like they wronged him, hands on the table, grinning at you.
“You should join my crew.”
Your eyebrows shoot up “…Sorry, what?”
“You’re sneaky!” Luffy says, like it’s a compliment “You’re fun. You tricked everybody. And you’re smart like Robin but more annoying, like Nami.”
“Wow, thanks” Nami mutters.
“I mean it,” Luffy insists “You could be useful for missions. Infiltrate stuff. Get into places. Pretend to be people. Like a spy! That’s cool.”
You blink, then laugh “You want a con artist on your ship?”
He grins wide “Yup!”
Usopp leans in “That’s actually not a bad idea. We’re always getting chased or caught.”
Sanji’s eyes sparkle “As long as she’s on our side…”
“I am not babysitting another thief” Nami cuts in but her voice is dry, not angry.
Robin tilts her head, smiling “She’s already halfway in.”
Zoro shrugs “Just don’t steal my swords and we’re fine.”
Chopper tugs your sleeve “Can you fight, though?”
Luffy’s eyes widen “Yeah! Can you fight?”
You lean back, stretch your arms above your head, then smirk “I don’t pick fights. But I finish them. Okay, that was corny, but look.”
You reach down and lift your pant leg, revealing a slim blade strapped to your thigh. Not flashy, silent. Practical. Deadly.
“Knives,” you say “Fast, quiet, and sharp.”
Robin nods “Elegant choice.”
Nami tilts her head “Do you use them well?”
You grab your knife, point at a bounty poster at the other side of the local, all people in the middle enjoying their night.
“Look at the “O” of “dead Or alive”.”
You throw the knife without even thinking twice and hit right in the middle of the “O”.
Everyone at the table goes quiet.
You turn back, raise your glass, and smile “Good enough?”
Luffy slams both hands on the table “You’re joining.”
You pause, sipping the last of your drink, watching them all. This is insane. Reckless. Completely dangerous.
But… kind of perfect.
You finally set the glass down.
“Alright,” you say “I’m in.”
Later, as everyone leaves the diner and heads toward the Sunny, Nami walks beside you, her arms crossed, a smile just playing on her lips.
“You really said yes.”
“I like chaos” you say.
She glances sideways “You’re gonna regret this.”
You nudge her with your shoulder “I doubt it. I haven’t had this much fun in a while.”
Nami slows her steps just slightly, walking closer “…Let’s see if you can keep up.”
You smirk “Oh, I plan to do more than that.”
It’s been almost two years since you joined the Straw Hats.
You’re not the new one anymore. You’re family. You share the table. The chaos. The fights. The treasure. The sky above the Sunny at night.
And most of all, you’ve earned your place.
Your role? Simple. Infiltrate. Extract. Disappear.
It’s your gift. You blend in. Play a role. Men talk too much when you smile the right way. Say the right thing. It’s always worked.
Until now.
You’re inside a high-end lounge in Arcaen Port, dressed sharp, drink untouched, eyes locked on your target across the velvet booth.
Except your target… is a woman.
She’s calm. Powerful. She’s watching you the same way you usually watch others. And you freeze.
You hesitate... not out of fear, but out of something else.
This isn’t the game you usually play. Women aren’t pawns. They’re not jokes. They don’t deserve to be manipulated. And they don't let people manipulated them.
That’s always been your rule.
But this woman has the information you need. Info on a Celestial delivery, something that could save thousands. Luffy’s counting on you. So is the rest of the crew. Franky needs it to stop a weapons shipment too.
You take a breath. Let the moment settle in your chest.
Your voice goes soft. Flirtatious “I couldn’t help noticing the way you walk like you own the room.”
The woman smiles, leaning closer.
Hook set.
But somewhere on the sea, back on the Sunny, Nami watches through the transponder snail video feed. Robin beside her, calm as always.
The rest of the crew is off deck, but Nami stayed behind, “just in case.”
She’s used to this. You, sweet-talking idiots who fall for your smirk. It never bothered her.
Not when it was men.
But this... this is different.
You hesitate at first. She saw it. The slight twitch in your eye. The flicker of something in your hand.
And then you push past it.
You lean into the woman. Smile. Tilt your head the way Nami knows too well. Touch her wrist. Laugh.
Nami’s stomach twists.
Robin is quiet. Watching. Always watching.
“You okay?” she asks, softly.
Nami crosses her arms, a little too tight “Yeah. Why wouldn’t I be?”
Robin’s gaze lingers on her. But she doesn’t push.
Nami focuses back on the screen, where you’re now sliding closer to the woman. Saying something low. Intimate.
And something burns under her skin.
Jealousy.
A feeling she doesn’t recognize at first, because she’s never let herself have it. Never thought you with those men mattered.
But seeing you with a woman, doing what you swore you never would... it changes everything. Because now it could be real.
And Nami suddenly realizes something she didn’t want to admit.
She doesn’t want to watch this anymore.
She wants you.
Back on the Sunny, it’s chaos in quiet voices.
Sanji is pacing. Chopper is gnawing on his hoof. Usopp’s leaning on the railing, muttering, “She’s fine, right? She has to be fine.”
Nami’s already halfway to the mini-boat. Boots laced, windbreaker half-zipped, stubborn fire in her eyes.
“She said she doesn’t flirt with women,” she snaps “And now she’s all over one? What if something’s wrong?”
“She can handle it, Nami,” Zoro says flatly, arms crossed “You going there now could blow the whole thing.”
“She’s not stupid,” Robin says calmly “If she crossed her own line, it’s because it mattered.”
“You don’t get it,” Nami says suddenly, her voice rising “She—She’s reckless and arrogant and she thinks she’s untouchable—”
Luffy tilts his head “You’re mad?”
“Yes, I’m mad!” she snaps, throwing her arms up “She always flirts like it’s nothing! With every guy in every town! And now it’s with a woman and—”
She stops herself.
Everyone is quiet.
Even Sanji, for once, doesn’t speak.
Nami exhales, sharp and fast. Her fingers twitch like she wants to hit something and then, colder, she mutters “I hate her.”
Silence.
The kind of silence that doesn’t belong on this ship.
The kind that stretches a second too long.
And then your voice “Good to know.”
They all turn.
You’re standing at the edge of the deck, soaked in dim moonlight, cloak fluttering in the breeze. The shadows under your eyes say you heard enough.
Your tone is even, but there’s something off. The sharp glint that usually dances in your words is gone.
Nami’s eyes go wide.
You step onto the deck, holding up a small rolled scroll and a black coin “I got everything you needed. Names, routes, drop points. She cracked after three drinks and a smile.”
No one speaks.
You look… wrong.
Not physically hurt. Not bruised. But dimmed.
You hand the scroll to Robin without meeting her eyes.
“I’m gonna get some air” you mutter.
And just like that, you turn and walk toward the back of the ship, disappearing into the shadows near the observation deck.
The silence left behind is loud.
Luffy sits down, cross-legged, eyes on the floor “She looked… sad.”
“She never looks like that.” Usopp murmurs.
Robin just holds the scroll tight, her expression unreadable.
And Nami’s still frozen. Staring at where you stood. The wind tugging her hair around her face.
Her hands are clenched at her sides.
She doesn’t say a word.
You haven’t come back down since.
You’re still somewhere above, maybe the observation deck, maybe the crow’s nest. No one knows. Or maybe they just pretend not to.
Dinner came and went. You didn’t eat.
You always eat.
Sanji cooked your favorite. Left it warming, just in case. No one touched it.
Now, the moon is high, casting silver light across the Sunny’s deck. The sea is quiet. Almost too quiet.
Nami is pacing. Barefoot. Hair tied back. Jaw tight.
“She heard me,” she says for the fifth time “She heard me say I hate her.”
“She also heard the part before that.” Robin adds gently, sipping from a cup of warm tea.
Sanji leans against the mast, arms crossed, for once not playing the romantic fool “You don’t hate her.”
“I know I don’t!” Nami snaps “That’s the problem!”
Robin glances sideways at her “Then maybe it’s time you tell her.”
“I can’t just walk up there and say ‘Surprise, I don’t really hate you, I actually might be in love with you, sorry for being jealous of someone who didn’t even matter.’”
“Why not?” Sanji says simply.
Nami glares “You’re seriously okay with this?”
Sanji shrugs “You think I haven’t noticed? The way you look at her when she’s not watching? You only get mad when she flirts with someone smart. And now that she had to flirts with a woman.”
Nami groans “Sanji…”
He smiles softly, but it’s not his usual over-the-top grin “I want the both of you to be happy. Even if it’s not with me. That’s what love’s supposed to mean, right?”
Robin places a hand on Nami’s arm “You’re not alone in this. But she is. Right now. And that’s not fair.”
Nami’s shoulders drop. Her chest is tight.
She doesn’t like feelings. Doesn’t like being soft.
But this one’s already slipped through the cracks.
“Okay,” she whispers “Okay. I’ll go.”
You’re sitting at the back of the ship, legs dangling over the railing. The breeze cools your skin. You’re watching the stars but not really seeing them.
You didn’t cry. Not really. But your chest aches.
You always told yourself women were off-limits. You respected them too much. Admired them. Needed them to be real, not illusions.
And now Nami, of all people, thinks you’re just another act.
“Hey.”
You freeze at the voice behind you.
Nami steps slowly into view, hands in her pockets, hair messy from the wind.
“I’m not here to fight...” she says “Or yell. Or… accuse.”
You don’t speak.
“I messed up,” she continues “I got jealous, and instead of admitting it, I acted like a child. I said something I didn’t mean.”
You glance at her, finally “Why did it matter? Me flirting with her?”
Nami swallows “Because it was real.”
You tense.
“Because it wasn’t a game anymore,” she says quietly “Because you looked at her like you meant it. And that scared me.”
You stare at the waves “I didn’t mean it.”
A pause.
“I only did it for the mission,” you add “Even though it felt wrong. Even though I hated myself for it. Because I thought I could handle it for one time.”
Nami walks closer, sits beside you on the rail. Close, but not touching.
“I never wanted to be someone who made you feel like you weren’t safe here,” she says “But I did. And I’m sorry.”
The silence stretches again.
This time, it feels softer.
You speak low “Why are you really here, Nami?”
She meets your eyes, and her voice is so raw it almost hurts.
“Because I don’t hate you,” she says “I think I might… actually like you... like LIKE you… love… love you.”
Your breath catches.
You blink, stunned and then for the first time in days you smile.
The world is quiet.
Just the gentle hush of waves against the Sunny’s hull. The occasional creak of the ship. Stars hanging above you, soft and endless.
You stare at her.
Her words echo in your chest.
It’s everything and nothing. It’s terrifying. It’s real.
You laugh, breathless “You’re not saying that just because you feel guilty, are you?”
Nami rolls her eyes “Do I look like someone who says ‘I love you’ to fix guilt?”
“…Fair.”
She glances down, fingers brushing the edge of the railing beside you “I’m saying it because watching you with that woman—watching you break your own rules—made me realize something.”
You tilt your head “What?”
“That I don’t want anyone else getting that close to you again,” she murmurs “Even for a mission.”
You don’t say anything. You just look at her.
Her voice lowers “Not because I own you. But because I want to be the one who gets to be close.”
It comes out of you before you can stop it.
“Then be close.”
She blinks. Breath catches.
You shift. Slowly. Cautiously. A hand reaches out, halfway between you and her, fingers hovering.
Her hand meets yours.
Fingers slide together like they were always supposed to.
You watch her eyes. There’s still that spark. That fire. But it’s softer now. Waiting.
You lean in.
She meets you halfway.
The kiss is slow.
Not rushed. Not desperate. Just real.
Her lips are warm, sure. Her hand finds your cheek. You hold her waist. The world tilts for a moment, but you don’t fall. Not this time.
When you pull back, your forehead rests against hers.
Nami’s smiling.
So are you.
“Finally” she whispers.
You laugh “Yeah. Took us long enough.”
From somewhere above, faintly “WHOOOOOOA!!”
You freeze.
Nami freezes.
You both whip your heads up toward the crow’s nest.
Sanji’s head immediately disappears.
Robin’s voice follows, calm as ever “Sanji. We talked about spying.”
“IT WAS TOO ROMANTIC TO IGNORE” Sanji yells from somewhere off-screen.
You groan, covering your face. Nami’s laugh shakes her shoulders, and this time when she kisses you, quick and soft and just yours, she doesn’t hold back.
The next island is bright, busy, and full of overly confident men in shiny coats who think they invented charm.
Perfect hunting grounds.
The mission? Infiltrate a minor noble’s gala to collect intel about a secret Marine experiment. You and Robin are the inside team. Sanji’s security backup. Nami… is in charge of recon.
Or so she insists.
“Can I trust you not to fall in love in there?” Nami asks, arms crossed, eyebrow raised, the picture of dramatic girlfriend energy. You’re already halfway into your gala disguise: sleek dress, earrings, confidence dialed to ten.
You grin “You can trust me to do the job.”
“That’s not an answer.”
You lean in, kiss her on the cheek “I’ll be back before midnight. Try not to burn the ship out of jealousy while I’m gone.”
“Don’t test me.” she grumbles, but her cheeks are already pink.
Robin smiles softly beside you “You two are worse than Luffy and meat.”
Inside the Gala
“Darling,” purrs a man in gold-trimmed boots, bowing too low “Surely you’ve never been kissed by a general before?”
You smile politely, hand grazing his wrist just long enough to lift the coded invitation from his pocket.
“Not yet.” you reply sweetly.
Robin snorts behind her wine glass.
“I swear I’m going to stab someone.” Nami growls from the comms, listening in from the ship.
“You said she was retired from flirting.” Sanji whispers dramatically.
“She lied!”
Back on the Sunny, hours later you strut up the gangplank, mission completed, dress a little rumpled, earrings gone, but smiling wide. Robin follows, calm as always.
“Hey, I got it!” you call “They’re planning to move the research to a sky island in a week. And the general thinks I like poetry.”
Luffy cheers “Let’s go steal stuff from the sky!!”
Franky whoops. Chopper claps. Usopp asks about fireworks.
Nami’s marching down the deck, fire in her eyes.
“You told him you like poetry?” she demands.
“It helped” you say innocently.
“You winked five times.”
“You were counting?”
She throws her hands in the air “I am dating the most frustrating woman in the world!”
You grin and tug her closer by the waist “Yeah, but I came back to you.”
That slows her. Just a bit.
Then she rolls her eyes and kisses you anyway “Next mission, I’m going in.”
“You sure?” you tease “I’m the master of disguise here.”
“I am the queen of jealousy.”
“That’s for sure.”
She squints at you “You want to test that?”
Robin sips tea behind you two “Please do. It’s entertaining.”
Sanji sighs dramatically in the background “Why are all the beautiful women already dating each other…”
Later that night, you lie on the deck with Nami curled against your side, her head on your shoulder, the sea whispering around you.
“You’re really not mad?” you ask softly.
She shakes her head “I’m always going to get a little jealous. But that’s just because I care.”
You smile, brushing her hair from her face “I’ll stop if you ask me to.”
She pauses.
Then grins “Don’t. I kind of like watching you work.”
You blink “Wait, what?”
“I said nothing.”
“Nami—”
“Goodnight.”
“NA—”
She kisses you again.
And just like that, the sea rolls on, and the two lovers lie under the stars, wrapped in sails, secrets, and the sweetest kind of trouble.
Okay but Jimbei is like, an old pirate. Joining the Strawhats is basically his retirement job. He’s like “ugh man I’ve been doing all this political maneuvering for decades it’s so exhausting” and Luffy pops up like “wow lame wanna join my Funtime crew instead? I’ll let you punch whoever you want” and Jimbei’s like yeah. I do want that actually.
Could we please get romantic relationship headcanons for Boa Hancock with a gender neutral reader? Thank you!
Boa Hancock as a Girlfriend
Headcanons 🐍💗
I wrote so much 😭 and then I went out of the app for a few seconds and then came back and tumblr restarted it to where I last saved
Literally kill me
At first I didn’t like Boa but she grew on me during marineford. She a baddie fr.
Also I really don’t know how I feel bout her liking a 17 old luffy when she’s almost 30 😭
You guys most likely met when luffy was sent over to Amazon Lily.
Either Luffy was trying to protect you and Kuma accidentally sent you both in the same bubble, or your bubble just so happen to be going the same way as his. You both somehow ended up on the same island full of beautiful ladies.
Just like how she fell in love with luffy, you didn’t care about her beauty.
Actually, unlike luffy, you thought she was extremely pretty. You couldn’t help but to blush everytime she looked your way!
However, you couldn’t stand how she thought since she was pretty she could do awful things and get away!
So when she first tried to use her bewitching looks on you after showing off her ugly personality, of course you stood up for your self.
And when you didn’t care that she and her dear sisters used to be slaves?
She was shocked! Extremely so, she couldn’t stop thinking about you.
Since you caught her attention first, she directed her feelings towards you instead of luffy!
She still loved Luffy though, just platonically!
After Impel Down and Marineford, Boa made it her mission to get closer to you.
On the days you didn’t join Luffy and Rayleigh while training, you would most likely be seen with Boa by your side when she’s not busy.
Even if she wouldn’t look you in the eyes.
The few times she would get the courage to look upon your radiant face, her already blushing cheeks would bloom into a deep cherry red.
Again, unlike Luffy, you also noticed the way she acts around you! She’s so stern with everyone else. She’d snap so quickly at someone if they did something to displease her. However, if you did the same thing she wouldn’t bat an eye!
In fact, she praises you!
You could accidentally drop a plate and she’ll have heart eyes and squeal about how you perfectly shattered the poor object.
Not even five minutes later one of her crew members could drop a bowl and it not even break and she would berate the unfortunate girl :(
After a so many of these strange occurrences, it finally peaked your curiosity.
So one day you questioned her on it.
Which made her confess her feelings. And lucky for her, you obviously feel the same way.
There’s a reason why you always wanna hang out with her instead of training all of the time!
She for sure thought you guys were already a couple though.
I mean, you would always hold her hand when the opportunity arose.
You would put your head on her shoulder when she was reading or doing some kind of paperwork.
When you guys had to stop holding hands you would pepper the back of hers with kisses before letting go. <3
You almost gave her a stroke with that move.
We already know it, but she’s extremely delusional. You could always hear her muttering about a marriage before and after you started dating. Although, now you know she’s talking about your own marriage!
Oh, have you seen videos were a wife will have a dream about her man cheating?
That’s so Boa coded, but instead of getting mad at you she’s upset with who you cheated on with.
Once she dreamt you kissed her sister Sonia and there was almost a casualty. :,)
Gets extremely jealous, not that you needed me to remind you! Anyone can see that Boa gets possessive.
One time you were so happy with the outcome of something your captain did, and gave Luffy a big kiss on the cheek.
Long story short, Boa was not happy and Luffy went to sleep that night with more than a few goose eggs on his head.
Apologies for taking forever on this! I’ve been very busy.
Also it was gonna be longer, even a cute scenario but unfortunately it was taken away from my clutches and I dont remember all the stuff I wrote about :,(
I also wanna get this out since it’s been in my drafts for awhile
