If A Loser Ever Grew Wings

Formula 1, One Piece, Naruto, Marvel, Avatar, Transformers, Haikyuu, PHM, and More!! I write x Reader :)

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Sophville’s Ultimate Masterlist!

Author Note: This will be updated whenever I upload something new :)

Feel free to request fics! (I write mostly fluff!!)

💜 = Fluff

🔥 = Smut/Heat

❤️‍🩹 = Angst

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The Adventures of Alpine: The Honorary Avenger

💜 (Vol. 1)

💜 (Vol. 2)

💜 (Vol. 3)

💜 (Vol. 4)

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Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier — Collection

💜 Night Life — A collection of little drabbles of you and Buck in bed (FLUFF.)

💜 Little Surprise — You make Bucky’s new arm as a surprise, but he thought you were breaking off… (Emotions, Feelings, Fluff.)

💜 Love the Little Things — A collection of little drabbles of you and Bucky enjoying the simple bits of life.

💜 It’s Been A Long, Long Time (Vol. 1) — First part of the series. A collection of you and Bucky in the 40’s. (All love, no Winter Soldier (yet))

💜❤️‍🩹 It’s Been A Long, Long Time (Vol. 2) — Second part of the series. A collection of you and the Winter Soldier, parallels of your days in the 40’s while he tries to break control from Hydra.

💜 Locket — Bucky gives you a locket before he leaves you for the war, with the promise of marrying you when he comes back.

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Formula 1 — Collection

💜 Insta post (Vol. 1) — You’re the only female F1 driver on the grid, racing for the newest Cadillac team, what would that look like? Let’s just take a look a look at some of your social media posts shall we?

💜 Insta post (Vol. 2) — You’re the only female F1 driver on the grid, racing for the newest Cadillac team, what would that look like? Let’s just take a look a look at some of your social media posts shall we?

💜 F1 Racers x Reader (Vol. 1) — You are a driver for Cadillac, number 95 along with Checo, what does the f1 life look like along side your rival/boyfriend?

💜 F1 Racers x Reader (Vol. 2) — You are a driver for Cadillac, number 95 along with Checo, what does the f1 life look like along side your rival/boyfriend?

💜 F1 Racers x Reader (Vol. 3) — You are a driver for Cadillac, number 95 along with Checo, what does the f1 life look like along side your rival/boyfriend?

💜 Yuki Tsunoda x Journalist! Reader — Yuki, one of the only single driver on the grid, you have an account for all things Red Bull, what happens when Red Bull Racing invites you for a once in a life time opportunity?

💜 You Know You Love Me (A. Lindblad) — After waiting for the 2025 season to finally end, you’ll be replacing Liam Lawson in the VCARB, knowing of Isack’s promotion. You were excited to race along side Yuki Tsunoda, he was technically your first teammate after you stepped in during the 2024 after Danny’s accident, but now it’s your first official rookie season. And you’re not doing it along side Yuki as you had hoped, Arvid Lindblad, how you hated that guy.

💜❤️‍🩹 You know you love me Vol. 2 (A. Lindblad) — After waiting for the 2025 season to finally end, you’ll be replacing Liam Lawson in the VCARB, knowing of Isack’s promotion. You were excited to race along side Yuki Tsunoda, he was technically your first teammate after you stepped in during the 2024 after Danny’s accident, but now it’s your first official rookie season. And you’re not doing it along side Yuki as you had hoped, Arvid Lindblad, how you hated that guy.

💜 Teen F1 Driver! Skater Girl! Reader x Grid (platonic/romantic) (Insta posts) — Every driver has their off track hobbies, but your always includes you being on wheels.

💜 Teen F1 Driver! Skater Girl! Reader x Grid (Arvid Ver!) — Being one of the youngest, and coolest, driver has its perks. Minus the fact that people ship you with Arvid Lindblad, despite your shared love for skateboarding, you swear you two are just friends…

💜 Teen F1 Driver! Skater Girl! Reader x Grid (Kimi Ver!) — Being the F1 academy mercedes driver comes with its perks, including the cute Italian F1 driver.

💜 The Girl is Mine (A. Lindbald) — Arvid x NASCAR! Reader

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Riordan Verse — Collection

💜 I Love Blueprints Vol. 1 (P. Jackson) — After Percy saved camp last summer you never thought you’d meet him, until his Cyclops half-brother comes around hanging out in the forge, and Percy risks his life going on a mission.

💜❤️‍🩹 There’s Something in the Air (J. Grace) — February was your least favourite month, because it held your least favourite holiday. Valentine’s day. Jason Grace tries to convince you that there’s something in the air, while trying to confess his feelings for you, while you’re a walking storm cloud.

💜❤️‍🩹🔥 You Aren’t My Tragedy (L. Castellan) — Your life is cursed to be a tragedy, that’s why you get when your mom the Greek Muse of Tragedy. But what happens when a son of Hermes convinces you that your life can be more than a tragedy?

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Stranger Things — Collection

💜 Super Freak Vol.1 (E. Munson) — Your little brother tries to set you up with his friend, but it’s hard if you both ‘hate’ each other.

💜❤️‍🩹 Super Freak Vol. 2 (E. Munson) — Your little brother tries to set you up with his friend, but it’s hard if you both ‘hate’ each other.

💜 Period. (E. Munson) — Being on your cycle sucks. You wake up at ungodly hours because of cramps and you run through more pads than you can think. At least your boyfriend is there for you…

💜❤️‍🩹 I Love You I’m Sorry (D. Henderson) — Ever since Eddie’s death Dustin hasn’t been the same, after a really bad fight with the jocks you finally break through to him.

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Fantastic Four — Collection

💜 Mistlefoe (J. Storm) — Johnny tries to romance you on your first Christmas on Earth by putting you under a mistletoe, but he doesn’t know about your old planets traditions.

💜 You’re My Gift (J. Storm) — It’s your first Christmas on Earth, and you’re trying to learn their holidays, you’ve researched and found that you give gifts to your loved ones, but what happens when you can’t find a gift for Johnny?

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Naruto/Shippuden — Collection

💜❤️‍🩹 Written In The Sand (Gaara) — After knowing Gaara since you were children, he hurt you, unable to forgive himself you two drift apart. Years later Gaara begs for your forgiveness, do you?

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Jujutsu Kaisen — Collection

In Another Life (Yuji + Sukuna) — You are the reincarnation of Sukuna’s past lover.

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DC Universe

💜❤️‍🩹 Super Boy And The Invisible Girl (C. Kent) — Diana brought you into the young justice league, but you can’t help but be shadowed by the son of steel. But he feels just as trapped as you.

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Avatar — Collection

💜 I See You (N. Sully) — It is your duty to lead spirits who have strayed from Eywa. Now you have to lead the spirit of a boy, Neteyam, back to your spirit tree, back to Eywa.

💜❤️‍🩹 I See You Vol. 2 (N. Sully) — After you thought Neteyam was sent back to the spirit world, you go back to your lonely life, but you add him to your song chord, not being able to forget the boy. Neteyam on the other hand, wakes in the ocean, sneaking away to find you once more. Can he find you?

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One Piece — Collection

💜 My Moon, My Sun (P. Ace) — You and Ace are a thing. An un-named thing. But Ace wants you to know you’re the only moon to his sun. (Fluff.)

💜❤️‍🩹 My Moon, My Sun (Happy Ending) — Ending for My Moon, My Sun.

💜 Dumb Pirate! (F. Shanks) — How Red Hair Shanks inserted himself into your life.

💜 Firefly (P. Ace) — How you meet Fire Fist Ace, Luffy’s brother. Is there something in the Alabastan air?

💜❤️‍🩹 Firefly Vol. 2 (P. Ace) — How you meet Fire Fist Ace, Luffy’s brother. Is there something in the Alabastan air?

💜❤️‍🩹 I Want You(r Last Name) (F. Shanks) — You might not be married in the eyes of the law, but that doesn’t stop Shanks from changing his name.

💜❤️‍🩹 You. (T. Law) — You and Law grew up together. You had been ‘taken in’ by Doflamingo as a prodigy engineer. Then Corazon raised you, along with another boy who shared the same scars as you. To cure you, they had to remove all the lead from your blood. In the end you bleed fast, your body struggles to create more blood. What happens when you try to hide a severe wound from Law, the man you love most?

💜 Tattooed, Tired & Perfect (T. Law) — Law needs to learn how to lean on others.

💜 Phantom Pains (F. Shanks) — Phantom pain bothers shanks to insanity, luckily he has you to help him. (All I write is fluff)

💜 They Look For You To Cuddle! (One Piece Men) — The title says it all… (Fluff)

💜❤️‍🩹 Anchor (V. Sanji) — Sanji reminds you that there are other ways to be strong.

💜❤️‍🩹 Beautiful To Me (V. Sanji) — Sanji helps find peace within yourself.

💜 Just Hold Me… (One Piece Men) — The title says it all… (Fluff)

💜 Love In The Dark (F. Shanks) — No one would ever imagine that Red Hair Shanks was married. Even when he begs the crew to visit Foosha Village when they are remotely close to the island.

💜🔥 Whispers (F. Shanks) — After carrying a drunk Shanks to his room, he finds himself in your bed once more.

💜 Bite (M. Luffy) — Luffy loves to show his love for you with his teeth.

Masterpiece (One Piece Men) — Drawing your lover (Luffy, Koby)

💜 Under The Moonlight (M. Luffy) — Based on this anons request!

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The Malto Family Chronicles

💜 (Vol. 1)

💜 (Vol. 2)

💜 (Vol. 3)

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Bumblebee — Collection

💜 Close To You — Drabbles of you and Bee being in love, despite being different species. (Human x transformer)

💜 Bumblebee x Human! Reader — Your dad made you and your brother, Sam, a deal, you both come up with 2000$ and three A’s, and you’d buy your first car together. Turns out your new Camaro is an alien robot, who kind of has a crush on you, but you don’t need to know that.

💜 My Sweet Bumblebee — The Malto kids weren’t letting you sleep, so you turn to the one person bot you can count on.

💜 Bumblebee is the kind of bot to… — The title says it all (diff vers of bumblebee). (ONLY FLUFF)

💜 Bumblebee is the kind of bot to… (Vol. 2) — More bumblebee fluff! (ONLY FLUFF!)

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Spider-Star & Iron Fist — The Ultimate Spider-Man

💜 Seeing Stars (D. Rand) — After being bitten by a magically star-enhanced spider, SHIELD sends out team Spider-Man to trace down the vigilante that calls themselves Spider-Star, aka: YOU!!, after a run in with the team you’ve got Iron Fist seeing stars in more ways then one. (Set in The Ultimate Spider-Man)

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Spider-Metal & Spider-Man

💜 Spider-Metal: Origin Story — Superheroes aren’t supposed to exist in your universe… or are they?

💜❤️‍🩹 Two Spiders: Far From Home (P. Parker) — You were forced to go on Midtown’s Europe trip. And MJ tries to play matchmaker, but that’s not right… but maybe you’ll allow yourself to enjoy this fantasy for a bit longer… (Awkward teenage fluff)

💜❤️‍🩹 Two Spiders: Far From Home (P. Parker) (Vol.2) — You were forced to go on Midtown’s Europe trip. And MJ tries to play matchmaker, but that’s not right… but maybe you’ll allow yourself to enjoy this fantasy for a bit longer… (Fighting, mention of bleeding)

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Previous Polls (& Results) — Collection

100 Followers

My Moon, My Sun — Ace and Reader Alive or Dead together?

My Moon, My Sun — Ace and Reader Alive or Dead Together? (Results)

200 Followers

200 Followers (Ace x What! Reader)

Ace x What! Reader (Results)

300 Followers

300 Followers (Shanks x What! Reader)

Shanks x What! Reader (Results)

400 Followers!!!!!

400 Followers (Results)

500 Followers!!!!!

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Have a great morning/day/night!!

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Under The Moonlight — M. Luffy

Monkey D. Luffy x Moon Goddess! Reader

Author Note: This is going to be a long one… This is for 400 and 500 followers! I lwk don’t know if this is good…

Tag List: @silibiliballs @yoihoshi-maki

Based on this anons request!

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For hundreds of years three moon goddesses— Aria, Sonnett, and Canon— looked after the little island of Lunalma.

The three sisters entrusted the moon-moon fruit under the care of the villagers, and the generations after them.

For 800 years.

The goddesses waited 800 years for the perfect host to withstand the power of the moon-moon fruit: trilune goddess.

Each goddess embodied a moon phase, and each were able to grant wishes— but they were specific. Healing and sustenance, protection, and divine fortune, each of those categories were tied to one of the goddesses.

But with the Moon-Moon fruit the user would be able to grant any and all wishes with the power of all three lunar phases. As well as using special attacks centred around the moon, the users power being amplified during a full moon.

Of course such great power didn’t come without its limits.

Each miracle the user granted decreased their lunar essence, use too much? You’ll diminish from the world and into star dust.

Nothing that a little rest couldn’t fix!

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But finally.

You were born.

The one that was made to eat such a powerful fruit. The one that had legends depicting your greatness.

You’d heard the whispers around you for as long as you can remember.

When you were three you’d eaten the devil fruit, and the demands wishes began.

Everyday, every hour, villagers and travellers alike came for you to grant their wishes. You couldn’t say no, your parents wouldn’t let you, and gods forbid if you ever cried.

Your parents forced upon the perfect family image. But behind closed doors? You’d be forced to grant their wishes. Money, alcohol, fame, anything and everything. If they didn’t need you, then you were locked in your room. The only rest you’d get was during the short nights, and even then villagers would demand things.

You’d begin to think this was the only meaning your life had. You were just an object. Once you weren’t useful to them you’d be tossed out. They’d reminded you of that, you’ve got the scars and bruises to prove it.

Looking out in the night, the moon shining through your window, constellations that had been engraved in your eyes sparkled in the dark sky.

And yet lying in bed, all you could think of was freedom.

You’d see pirates sailing to and from, and watching from your bedroom window you’d think that could be you. If you escaped. But all these people relied on you. How could you just leave them? That’d be selfish of you…

Or that’s what they told you.

At four you noticed that the moon was always full when it was your birthday, and you’d have strange dreams depicting near futures; full of laughter and freedom.

At this point you started to look more god than human, your skin was glossy, eyes filled with literal stars, your hair had turned a lighter shade— shining in the moonlight.

Though your parents of discarded it as side affects of your devil fruit, blissfully unaware of you preparing to leave on the next pirate ship.

The ship docked in the early morning, and just like every other time you asked your mother to go down to check it out. Only this time, you wouldn’t come back.

The ship was much larger than others that had visited the island. That didn’t stop you. You tiptoed onto the deck, scoping around for good hiding spot.

After an hour you’d managed to find the pantry, and fitted yourself into an empty barrel. The lid sealed perfectly, enabling you to escape.

You were stuck.

But this is what you wanted, no?

Freedom.

Finally.

You were leaving Lunalma, the greedy village, your greedy parents.

A voice boomed as feet stomped on the deck, they were preparing to sail. And you’ve never been more ready.

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You’ve been out at sea for five days now. You’ve kept track by scratching marks on the barrel. You survived on whatever you could take from the pantry without the pirates noticing.

Five day of (semi) freedom.

Until the pirates noticed you.

They thought it was a rat infestation, they’d seen crumbs of the food you stole littered around the pantry.

You were dragged on deck after they’d found you in the barrel, and demanded to know how you got on their ship.

You puffed out your chest, trying to be intimidating, you explained yourself and the pirates laughed— not believing your story, that you could actually grant wishes.

Yet soon enough it was the same cycle as the village.

Once the pirates saw that what you told them was true they were using you twice as much as the village, this lasted for three months.

They wanted to be the strongest pirates on the grand line, and thanks to you, they were.

Until the marines came.

They boarded the ship, ransacking everything— everyone. You were tucked into the captains quarters, hiding under his bed, holding your breath. You could only wish that the Marines wouldn’t find you, but unfortunately your wishes were never granted.

The door burst open, a large man with gray hair stepped through. His white Marines uniform was crisp, the gold buttons still catching a glint in the dingy lights.

In all honestly, he looked more trustworthy than the pirate captain. You’d considered coming out of hiding, but you knew how the captain would respond, he always got mad when you ‘stepped out of line’ and claimed that everyone in his crew got a good beating every once in a while— though you’ve never seen it happen yet.

The feet stopped at the foot of the bed, just in front of you. You couldn’t stop the gasp from escaping you, you clamped your hands over your mouth, knowing that you’d just given yourself away.

Suddenly the grey-hair man bent down, coming face to face with you, of course he found you. You shook your head side to side, a sign to say 'please don't take me'.

But he was gentle. Instead of forcefully grabbing you, he stuck his hand out under the bed, sitting crossed legged, waiting patiently for you to come out from under the bed yourself.

And after a few minutes you finally did.

You placed your much smaller hand in his. He pulled you to your feet, guiding you beside him, protecting you from the cries of angers coming from the pirates, to the Marines ship.

The Marines split off, half going to turn in the pirates and the others going on their way. The man introduced himself as Garp, and told you that you were going to someplace special.

You’d finally gotten clean clothes, pale blue overalls, and a cadet shirt— one of Garp’s old shirts that you stole from his trunk.

“Where are we going?” You’ve asked him for the nth time today.

“An island.”

“What island?”

“A small island.”

“Why a small island?”

“Because there are people that I know there.”

“Who do you know there?”

“Some old friends.”

“You have—”

“Let me teach you how to fight!” He cut you off before you could finish the question, leading you out to the main deck area where you could see young cadets training.

You didn’t really like combat training, you’d prefer reading— and sleeping, you forgot how much you loved to sleep.

You’d told Garp of your abilities after reading a book on devil fruits, there was a page on your. You pointed at it and stated that you’d eaten it.

But he never used your abilities, or spoke a word of it to the other Maries or higher ups. You truly were safe with this man.

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Garp was right, the island was small.

You were the first to hop off the boat, running around the village, they had large things that spun. You pointed at one, facing Garp, “What are those?” You gaped, “Those are windmills. That’s why they call this Windmill Village.” Garp answered, standing beside you.

He lifted you into his arms, walking into the forest and up into a mountain.

There were so many birds in the forest, all with different colours. You’d point to each one, and Garp would answer.

Garp seemed to know where he was going, before long you two were walking up to a small cabin. He put you down, “Stay out here, I’ll be back in a minute.” Garp patted your head and entered the home.

You sat on the ground, playing with the grass, doodling in the dirt with a stick you’d found.

“Who the hell are you?”

You looked up at the voice. There were two boys, both had black hair, but one was taller and had freckles. The other was short, he had a scar under his eye and a straw hat on.

“I’m (Name).” You answered the boy, “That was a rhetorical question! Are you stupid?” The freckled boy smacked your head. “I guess so…” you answered again, which seemed to make the taller boy even more mad, “THAT WAS ANOTHER RHETORICAL QUESTION, IDIOT!”

“Oh sorry.” You smiled. “My names Luffy!” The shorter boy— Luffy— finally spoke up, raising his hand and voice, “and that’s my brother, Ace!” Luffy pointed to the taller boy, earning a smack from him too, “Don’t tell her nothing Luffy! She’s an outsider! She might be a spy for Dadan!”

Luffy quickly covered his mouth, ‘Forget I ever said anything!’ Only his words were muffled so all you really heard was “Mhm o mhmm smh amhm!”

He was… special…

The door to the cabin opened once more. You stood at the sight of Garp being followed out by another woman with long orange hair, “Garp I told you, I’m already taking care of two other brats—” she stopped speaking when she spotted you, “YOU DIDN’T TELL ME SHE WAS A LITTLE GIRL!” The woman wailed, lifting you into her arms and practically crushing you.

“Oh you look like a little doll!” She spun with you in her arms. “Her name is (Name), I’m guessing you’ll take good care of her?” Garp lifted an eyebrow as the woman placed you back on the ground, patting your head, “Of course! She’s already so much better than those two demons…” she glared at Ace and Luffy who avoided her gaze.

You tiptoed to Garp, “You’re leaving me?” Your voice was barely a whisper. Garp knelt to your level, placing a hand on your head, “You’ll be fine, kid. Dadan here will take great care of you.” “Will you visit?” Garp sighed, “You ask too many questions, kid.”

Garp stood, no longer looking at you and turned to leave, “You didn’t answer my question!” You called out, Dadan had to hold you back from running after Garp.

You didn’t notice that the tears were streaming down your face until Luffy pointed it out, making Ace burst out laughing, “You’re crying because of that old man?!” He coughed out between fits of laughter. You didn’t answer Ace, only followed Dadan back into her cabin.

Over the next few weeks you noticed little things about the two brothers.

You noticed that Ace and Luffy never came to the cabin, only to eat, to which you also found out they ate a lot.

But they hadn’t come inside for lunch yet. “(Name), dear, can you go get those demon spawns in for lunch?” Dadan called from the kitchen, “Yep!”

You’ve really adjusted to this little life you’ve established with this new family.

Walking outside you called out, “Lunch is ready!” It didn’t take long before you heard footsteps stomping out of the forest, “LUNCHHHH!”

Luffy collided into you, causing you both to roll in the dirt. Your body began to sting in ache as your eyes watered over, lip quivering. “Nice going Luffy, Dadan’s gonna get our asses now!” Ace exclaimed sarcastically.

Luffy was quick to help you up, brushing off any dirt, and repeated apologies profusely. One more thing you learned about hanging out with these boys is to be tough.

So here you were barely managing to hold in your tears as Luffy held your hand, walking you into the house and before Dadan— Ace behind you two.

Let’s just say, Luffy got a good scolding that afternoon.

In the night, Ace was already passed out, leaving you and Luffy wide awake. “I’m really sorry about running into you.” Luffy mumbled, laying on his stomach and burying his mouth in his folded arms.

You mimicked Luffy’s position, laying in front of him, “I told you, it’s okay. You don’t have to worry.” But your reassurance only seemed to worry the boy more.

“Honestly this is the most fun I’ve had in my entire life.” You smiled, cheeks dusted pink, though it wasn’t visible in the dark.

To Luffy it was as if a star was before him.

“Why’s that?” Luffy tilted his head, regaining some of his normal-ness.

You hadn’t shared your past with the two boys, like they ever asked about it.

“Back at my old home I was only used for my abilities—” “—Abilities like mine—?” You smiled softly, “—Kinda like yours, yeah.” You shifted your arms a bit, making yourself more comfortable, “Then when I thought I was finally free, I was only used again.”

For the rest of the night you and Luffy shared stories of your pasts, he explained how he ate his devil fruit and got his straw hat. While you explained why you ate the fruit and how your abilities worked.

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Luffy had dragged you out to a cliff area after dinner.

You two had been sitting in silence.

It’d been months since you had first told Luffy of your past, and since then you two had only gotten closer. ‘Attached at the hip’ is how Dadan described you.

You took in a deep breath, the salt from the ocean burning your nose in a comforting way.

You and Luffy had spent nights on end at this exact cliff.

Suddenly Luffy stood, stretching his limbs— normally— towards the sky.

“I wish for you to be free!”

“Huh…”

You could feel yourself stop breathing. You’ve poured everything out to this boy, told him of your past, your abilities, yet he doesn’t use you? Why not? Why can’t everyone in the world be as pure as Monkey D. Luffy?

You only noticed you’d started to cry when Luffy frowned, and he never frowns. You quickly wiped your eyes, wanting to see his ever so contagious smile, not wanting to make him worry.

But his frown only deepened. Why wasn’t it working? Why am I still crying? Why isn’t he smiling? Luffy reached out, pulling your arms down, exposing your tear ridden face. Your cheeks were pink, snot had began leaking out your nose, tears rolling in all directions down your face. Then—

Laughter.

Luffy began to laugh.

“Are you sure you’re really a goddess?” He laughed out, pointing at you and falling backwards.

You felt the tears drying, another emotion swirled in your chest— boiling and churning.

“Yes! I am!” Your hands dug into the dirt. So he didn’t believe you? Why not? “Aren’t they supposed to be huge,” Luffy made frantic gestures to the sky, “and beautiful? And they don’t cry!” He poked your forehead.

You were taken aback, you didn’t know if what Luffy was saying that true, “How do you know all those things?” You asked cautiously, “I don’t!” He laughed out, “it’s all from the books Dadan read to us at night.”

You’d been slightly avoiding Dadan, even though she was sweet to you, you couldn’t 100% trust her yet. Garp had told you she was there to take care of you. But your first mother failed to do so, so why would she?

Luffy quickly took your hand lifting you up from the grass, “Cmon, let’s go see if she’ll read to us!” You let him guide you, you couldn’t find it in yourself to say no to the boy.

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You were snapped out of your memories, "(NAME)!" Luffy called out to you, no longer the little boy you were just dreaming about. Though he still carried that incredibly large smile- and that straw hat.

He waved you over, he was on the other side of the deck on the Thousand Sunny, holding two mugs of— what seems like— beer.

As you crossed you took a chance to look around at your crew— your family— all singing, dancing, boozing, telling stories. You smiled to yourself, these were people that never used you despite your abilities, despite your past.

You'd found your place beside Luffy, where you often found yourself. He handed you one of the beers he was holding, neither of you were drinkers much, but it was alright to let loose every once in a while.

"You alright?" He asked, tilting his head. You nodded, smiling into your mug, "Just grateful..." you trailed off. Luffy's smile softened, looking out at his crew, "Yeah."

This was nice— perfect even— you cherished these evenings. Not too much energy that it's overwhelming, but not completely calm either.

You turned to Luffy, staring at him for a moment before he faced you too, "Thank you Luffy, for everything." You practically whispered. You leaned into him, placing a soft peck on his cheek. His face now dawning a light pink, Luffy smiled sheepishly, "You deserve it, all of this."

Luffy was right, you deserved a place that never misused your powers, a family that you could rely on, that would protect you, and Luffy built that family with his bare hands, keeping it together with all his heart.

You leaned into him once more, this time giving him a proper kiss. Luffy stood still for a moment, eyes wide, mouth slightly agape, cheeks a deeper shade of pink now. "You deserve this too, more than anyone." He'd lost Sabo at a young age, and had Ace die in his arms (Rip my other OP Husband ILY), and yes you knew the boys too, but those were Luffy's brothers— the ones he made promises to sail the world with.

He deserved that sense of family again.

You looked back out at the crew doing their own activities, resting your head on Luffy's shoulder. You could feel his eyes on you for a few more moments before looking back to his crew, resting his head atop yours, arm wrapping around your torso.

This was perfect.

Under the moonlight, you were safe.

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Have a great morning/day/night!!

[sophville]

500 followers is actually insane.

I think I’ve talked about this earlier, but I started this as a semi—joke, I never thought my account would get this big or this many people liking my writing.

But I’m forever grateful!

Really, thank you guys so much!!

Now…

I’m still working on my piece for 400 followers, so this will count for this special 500!

See you then!!!

Have a great morning/day/night!!

[sophville]

In Another Life — Y. Itadori + R. Sukuna

Yuji (+ Sukuna) x Sorcerer! Sukuna Past Lover! Reader

Author Note: This is a lot longer than I meant for it to be 😭😭

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The One That Got Away — Katy Perry

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Yuji doesn’t know much about Sukuna’s past, not that he hasn’t asked about it— really he has— but Sukuna never answers.

When he was first starting at Jujustu High, Sukuna’s never been more quiet.

After collecting Nobara and fulfilling her wishes, they went to collect you at the train station. You waved them over, carrying your suitcase, “Hello.” You bowed slightly.

Suddenly, Sukuna had nothing to say upon hearing your voice. He had many many things to say about the others, but there were no snide remarks or crude comments to be heard of now.

You’d gotten close with Yuji absorbing his infinite sunlight, being with him was like breathing a breath of fresh air.

Missions with Yuji were… interesting. Yuji knew you could handle yourself, you’ve saved him countless of times. Yet there was always the voice in the back of his mind demanding him to check on you.

“(Name), you okay?” He called out to you mid fight. The curse you were fighting was down, so you’d made the mistake of letting your guard down, “Yeah, all good—” a curse leapt on you, knocking the wind out of you.

Before Yuji could do anything, Sukuna took over his body, swiftly annihilating the curse spirit. Seeing that it wasn’t Yuji before you, you kept your guard up, not making the same mistake, “Relax,” Sukuna scoffed, “if I wanted to kill you, I would have already.” His voice was rougher than Yuji’s.

Soon enough the tattoos faded from his skin, “I’m so sorry!” Yuji’s voice filled your ears once more, repeating apologies while helping you up. His hands lingered on your shoulder, “I’ll walk you to the nurses office!” He insisted, “Itadori, I’m fine, really.”

But he didn’t listen, placing his arm on your back, walking you to the nurses office just like he said he would.

After the nurse patched you up, you two walked to your dorms. You were right across from Yuji, which made movie nights and sleepovers easy and hard for any of the teachers to catch you two.

You stopped in front of your door, turning to face Yuji, “Thanks Itadori, for everything!” You stepped closer, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek.

Yuji could feel his cheeks heat up, not daring to look you in the eyes. ‘Well, do something you brat,’ Sukuna hissed, ‘and don’t make her call you by your last name, it’s not gentleman like of you.’

Yuji snapped to attention before you could close your door, startling you, “No thank you!” He bowed at a 90-degree angle, almost shouting, “and please, call me Yuji!” You chuckled nervously, waving your arms around, “Yuji, c’mon, stand up. You don’t need to bow!”

Your voices jumbled together, “Both of you SHUT UP!” Nobara screamed from down the hall, silencing both of you.

Now the hallway was filled with your heaving breaths, your cheeks have now tinted a light shade of pink, matching Yuji’s.

‘You’re hopeless.’ Sukuna’s voice mumbled, making Yuji more aware of what he’d just done. Though your voice caught his attention once more, “Well, this is goodnight then?” You leaned your head on the doorframe, a soft smile playing at your lips.

Yuji was at a loss for words, just staring at you. ‘Goodnight.’ “Sukuna says goodnight!” Yuji exclaims, then books it for his room— tripping along the way.

Wait.

Did he say ‘Sukuna says goodnight’…?

Behind his now closed door, Yuji flopped on his bed, a mouth forming on the back of his hand, “You idiot! You were supposed to say goodnight!” Sukuna barked, “She was so pretty! I panicked!” Yuji paused for a moment, “why do you care so much?” He finally asked.

The world went dark around Yuji, then woke up in Sukuna’s innate domain. “Oh, I’m here again.” He stated, sitting up. “You keep pestering me about my past.” Sukuna spoke up from behind him, “Yeah, cause you never tell me anything.”

“That girl…” Sukuna trailed off, “(Name)?” “Yes. Her.” Sukuna paused once more, staring off into space. His hands were tucked into his over sized sleeves, Sukuna was fiddling with something within them. “She reminds me of someone I once knew…” what was in his hands was an old ring.

“Someone you once knew?!” Yuji shot up to his feet, “who?!” Yuji could see a vein pop out of his forehead, taking a step back from the cursed spirit.

“Someone from before I was the King of Curses.” Sukuna’s eyes wandered to his throne atop of bones, what would you have said about it? He took the ring out from his sleeve, tossing it in front of Yuji.

Yuji picked it up, examining it, “Who’s this from?” He held it close to his face.

“My wife.”

“YOU HAD A WIFE?!”

Sukuna turned his focus to Yuji, “Yes.” He stated plainly. “How did she ever put up with you…?” Yuji muttered under his breath, “What was that.” Sukuna gritted out. “Nothing~!”

“Like I said, it was long before I was king. Before I was this.” Sukuna clenched his fist, the phantom warmth from your hands engulfed his, easing his muscles little by little.

“That must’ve hurt… having to watch her die?” Yuji was sitting again, back to examining the ring, “The most painful thing I’ve ever experienced.”

This was the first time Sukuna has willingly opened up to him, some vulnerability— kindness even.

“But you’ve been in this world since like… the dawn of time!” “Hey—!” “Weren’t there other women that you loved?” Yuji leaned back, tilting his head. “Excuse me?” There was a dangerous energy around Sukuna now, “I—I mean… not to be rude—” “I’ve waited centuries for her to return,” he stepped closer to Yuji, “I won’t let you mess this up for me, boy.”

Yuji nodded, then another question popped into his head, “What was your (Name) like?” He held the ring out to Sukuna, who took the ring— hiding it back into his sleeve, “She was kind and compassionate, annoyingly stubborn. Exactly like this eras.”

Yuji wanted to ask another question, but he didn’t know how far he could push Sukuna, “Is it okay to ask…” “Hm?” “How… how did she die?” Sukuna stayed silent, not facing Yuji, “Of course you don’t—” “She was killed.” Sukuna interrupted Yuji.

“She didn’t care for who I was, or what I was doing. I was on the road of becoming a sorcerer, killing others for power,” Sukuna sighed, “yet she never cared for that, leading me away for that path. And for once, I thought of something else other than power. I lived with her in her village, and she taught me normality,” the ring glinted in the red light of the domain, “I could see a future with her. I was going to start a family with her.”

Yuji could already see where this was going to go.

“Despite the constant criticism from her village she still married me, still ate with me, shared a bed with me. Then I wanted to get stronger for another reason. To protect her, to be able to protect whatever family we’d have. So I’d train, in a near by forest.”

“That’s when they decided to strike. The villagers broke into our home, breaking our things, beating her to a pulp, and dragged her body around the village. Parading the ‘monsters wife’. I wasn’t there to protect her…”

Sukuna could still hear your dying words. After paradigm you around they left you in your home, leaving you to be found by him.

‘Sukuna… I’ll find you once more…’

You left him with that promise.

“So I killed them all, and became the monster I am now. As I’ve stated, I’ve waited centuries for her return. To be able to hold her in my arms once more.”

Yuji shifted slightly, he couldn’t deny his own feelings for you, but he could understand how Sukuna was feeling.

Yuji opened his eyes once more, and he was back in his room, on his bed. He checked the time, it was midnight, ‘Bring her over. We both need a good nights rest.’ Sukuna insisted, surely you wouldn’t be awake at this time? And yet, Yuji couldn’t stop his feet from moving to your door once more. He’d blame Sukuna, but Yuji knew it was his own doing.

Which is why you’re standing before him in your pyjamas, half awake, a tired smile, watching him with kind eyes despite the late hour. So this is what Sukuna saw every morning, no wonder he married her, Yuji thought to himself.

“Is everything alright, Yuji?” He couldn’t help the flutter in his chest when you said his name, or the heat crawling up his face as he spoke, “I, uh, can’t sleep… could you… come over?” He finally spoke up.

“Oh… yeah, of course. Is everything alright?” You closed the door behind you as you followed Yuji to his room, “I’ve just been having some strange dreams lately.” He scratched the back of his neck sheepishly, opening his door for you.

You both sat on his bed, backs on the walls, hands brushing over the sheets as you two talked about nothing and everything.

Sometime in between, you’d fallen asleep, head resting on his shoulder, breathing slow. Once more Sukuna was silent. Though Yuji could feel the buzz just before he changed to Sukuna, like Sukuna wanted to swap places.

So in his place, Yuji pulled you closer, wrapping his arms around your shoulders, your warmth enveloping him down to Sukuna’s innate domain.

And finally, for one night— since first eating Sukuna’s finger— Yuji slept easily, with you by his, and Sukuna’s, side.

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Have a great morning/day/night!!

[sophville]

HII I LOVE YOUR FICS SO MUCH but can i ask when you're going to release the Luffy x Columbina! Reader? I've really excited about it ever since you've announced it! :DD

This actually taking the longest because of story building…

I never have exact estimate days for when I finish fics, so all I can say is “soon!” And hope that you guys trust me…

But yeah,

So, soon!

Hopefully sooner rather than later!

Have a great morning/day/night!!

[sophville]

Firefly — P. Ace (Vol. 2)

Ace x Straw Hat! Reader

Author Note: GUESS WHOS BACKKKKKK (and probably won’t be back for a while………)

Tag list: @deeplynocturnalknight @girlwithanattitude

(Vol. 1)

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Moonlight — Kali Uchis

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You placed the log pose on the bedside table, climbing into your hammock. The waves hitting the side of the ship, rocking you to sleep.

The sun rose, shining through the girls cabin on the Going Merry. The events of last night replaying in your head; Ace’s smile, Ace’s warm hand gripping your wrist, Ace giving you a log pose that always pointed to him, Ace, “Sleep well, firefly…”

Firefly…

That was the first thing he called you when he woke up from being thrown through half a dozen walls and having his face bashed into the ground by Smoker.

He knew your name, at least you thought he did. Maybe that was why he called you that name.

Or maybe because Ace simply wanted to call you that.

You were the first one up, it was usually that way. Unless you bumped into Luffy grabbing his ‘before breakfast snack’ from the kitchen; trusting that you wouldn’t tell Sanji, you never did. You loved seeing the insanity.

You walked to the small library, as much as you loved the Going Merry, you desperately wanted a bigger space.

A voice behind you whispered your name, you turned finding Ace, his touch burning your wrist once more, “Oh, good morning Ace,” you greeted quietly, “did you sleep well? I hope the others didn’t keep you up with their snores.” You waited for him to stand beside you before you started walking once more.

“Nah, it was fine,” he waved his hand dismissively, “it’s way worse on the Moby Dick, trust me.” “I’ll take your word for it.” You both laughed quietly, not wanting to wake the rest of the crew.

Stepping into the library once again, you thought of Ace’s offer, ‘Y’know… if you want a real library, the Moby Dick could use a librarian.’

“Hey Ace?”

“Hm?”

“When are you leaving to go back to your crew?”

“Soon, after I get the information I need from this scorpion guy.”

You nodded along, “So you’re looking for someone? Is there history?” Ace stayed quiet for a moment, face blank. “Yeah, something like that…” he trailed off. You didn’t push further, doing your work in silence, still feeling Ace’s lingering gaze on you.

“Ace?”

“Hm?”

“Did you mean it?”

“Mean what?” Ace tilted his head to try to get a better look at your expression.

“Your offer, to join your crew. Did you mean it?”

“Ah… yeah, of course. Why wouldn’t I?”

You shrugged, his words still lopping within your head.

Your bubble was burst as Luffy barrelled into the library, “Breakfasts ready!” He shouted, and continued on his way, not bothering to close the door behind him.

Ace chuckled, standing up from the beanbag chair he’d been occupying, “Really, I’m sorry for my brother’s poor manners.” You waved him off, “It’s fine, I’m sure. To be honest, I look forward to his energy every morning,” you take a breath, “it reminds me of where I am. That there are people that care about me here.”

Ace stepped forward, gently taking your hand in his, “Then you’ll find that there are people that care for you even out side of the Straw Hat crew.” You knew Ace was referring to himself. He leaned closer, knuckles caressing your cheek, lips practically brushing each others—

“ACE!!!!!!”

Luffy’s cries for his brother snapped you two out of the moment, rendering you both with flushed cheeks, apologies stumbling out. Then you rushed out of the library, Ace following soon after.

You sat across from Ace, refusing to acknowledge what had just happened moments before. Praying that no one else in the crew knew of— or saw— what took place in your sacred space.

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After hours of wandering in the desert, the crew decided to take a break, finding a spot to eat. Then from behind the large rocks were two little boys, trying to steal food.

They seemed nice after talking to them, comforting them. They were alone, you knew how that felt. They stuck closest to you, hiding behind you when a strange man challenged Ace.

The fight was… odd.

In the end Ace won. Turns out the man was the Scorpion that Ace was supposed to meet, but he was lying about defeating a pirate by the name of BlackBeard.

Scorpion had made up with his sons, the sun setting painted the sky orange and red. Ace had finished his business in Alabasta, though he didn’t get the information that he needed.

Ace handed Luffy a piece of paper, you’d recognized it as a vivre card. Though Luffy had no clue of the meaning of the paper, but it was from his brother, that’s what made it important.

Everyone turned back to Scorpion and his two boys to say their final goodbyes, but you had someone more important to say farewell to.

You turned to Ace, his eyes already on you, “So this is goodbye?” You ask quietly, voice wavering.

Ace looked beautiful in the setting Sun, his smile brighter than said star.

“Y’know it doesn’t have to be,” Ace extended his hand out to you, “you could come with me back to my crew.” His eyes scrunched, head tilted, hair flying.

“You know I’d love too but—” “—but my brother’s crew is your family.” Ace’s hand lowered to his side, smile hindering slightly, his brightness dimming.

You shoot your hand out to hold his, “Yes, they are my family, but you’ve become someone special to me too,” you squeezed his hand tighter, “everyone in that crew is so strong, they don’t need me,” your thumb brushed his knuckles.

Every memory you’ve had with the straw hats. Stealing with Nami, cooking with Sanji, sword fighting with Zoro, cuddling with Chopper, storytelling with Usopp, laughing with Luffy.

They were your family, but you knew now that they no longer needed you, they were turning into a fine crew.

“I’ll join you.”

Ace’s brightness burned once more, pulling you close to him, standing chest to chest. His heat was intense, but comforting in a way that can’t be put into words.

Before the crew noticed, you’d left with Fire Fist. Following him back to The Striker, Ace’s arms wrapping around your waist, your hands placed firmly on his chest.

If there was one thing Fire Fist Ace needed in his journey it was stability.

It was you.

His firefly.

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- Here lies Fire Fist Ace -

- Brother, Son, Husband -

And father, you thought to yourself, stroking your stomach, kneeling in front of Ace’s grave.

Where had your firefly gone?

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So… what if we just ignore the ending?!

I love a little angst…

Have a great morning/day/night!!

[sophville]

The Girl is Mine — A. Lindblad (Vol. 1)

Arvid Lindblad x NASCAR! Reader

Author Note: Honestly wrote this cause I was bored. Part 2 maybe?

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The Girl Is Mine — Michael Jackson

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Driving for RedBull was great, everything you could’ve asked for. The only thing was that you were a girl, in a male dominated sport.

Not F1, but NASCAR was no better when it came to misogyny.

So imagine your surprise when you and some friends were out karting for a weekly hangout and NASCAR RedBull approaches you with an opportunity.

And of course you said yes, why wouldn’t you? You were broke and in high school. As far as you knew you had all the time in the world. But that was two years ago, now you’re 19, and making your NASCAR debut as the only girl on the grid.

In the meantime, the media teams have been bleeding you dry for content, anything to make an image for yourself. That included making videos with sister teams in other motorsports, including a certain VCARB rookie.

After your first video together people have been posting edits and cooking up non-existent tension. The video was some dumb drawing each other game, so obviously viewers were commenting on the intense glances. The glances were really glares. Different motorsports didn’t stop people from being rivals apparently.

Though you had to admit he was kind of cute.

Before becoming a racer, you were just a normal fan yourself, RedBull shirts gifted from friends and your own money, and the TurboAttax trading cards filling various binders– how you rolled your eyes slightly when pulling and F2 Arvid Lindblad ‘Stars of Tomorrow’ card after Yuki’s demotion announcement, but you couldn’t stop the feeling in your chest as the shiny card looked at you.

Of course it didn’t help that he was there.

Though you couldn’t tell if he really wanted to be there or not. You silently hoped he did.

You grabbed a RedBull from the garages mini fridge– your favourite perk of the job– and leaned on the barrier, glad that not all the cameras were on you, though you could feel the reporters eyes on you– probably talking about you behind your back, how you weren’t ready for such a position as a teenager.

Though you were snapped out of your thoughts as Mia, the social media admin, snuck up on you, “You see who’s here?” She grinned, raising an eyebrow, standing beside you, head whipping to where Arvid was being swarmed with cameras. You sighed, could she be anymore obvious, “Yeah, but why is he here? Shouldn’t his teammate, or the RedBull Racing drivers be here?” Mia looked back at you, he was invited for more promotion stuff, the viewers love the tension!”

Really…?

“You mean the tension of concentration of drawing the other?” You clarified, still thinking it was a joke, because in all honestly it still seemed like a joke. It all seemed like a joke. Out of all the drivers in the world they chose a girl who karts for fun and fresh out of high school, and sure you underwent their driver program, but seriously? You were the least qualified person. And everyone knew that.

“He’s coming over, act natural!” Mia fixed her hair eagerly, “Huh?” you were awoken once more, Arvid in front of you now, “Good luck with your first race. You got this, yeah?” His eyes were wrinkled, trying to block out the setting sun.

But you could only stare, he looked older than the photo from the card you had. Which was currently in your phone case. Like any normal fan. Though older wasn’t an awful thing, he’d grown into his features, hair a little shorter– like a short mullet– but still dark and curly, he was also more muscular, you think, or maybe that was just your imagination running a little too free.

After a slightly uncomfortable silence Mia let out a cough, signaling for you that Arvid was still waiting for a reply. “Oh yeah, right. Yes, totally, got this. I got this.” Ouch. That was embarrassing… “Photos for the socials?” Mia spoke, raising the media phone. You and Arvid shuffled beside each other awkwardly, arms by your sides, “Don’t be scared!” Mia insisted, you couldn’t tell if this was better or worse. Arvid wrapped his arm around your shoulders, and you wrapped your arm around his waist, the space closed even more. “Now smile like you like each other!” finally you smiled, a genuine laugh left both you and Arvid as Mia, and other bystanders, snapped photos, “Aw! So cute!” Mia exclaimed.

You and Arvid quickly released each other, stepping away, avoiding eye contact. Before you could say a word to Arvid, Mia spoke up, “There are finally some reporters that want to talk to you.” You nodded, sending a sheepish smile Arvid’s way, “It was nice seeing you again.” You spoke softly, Arvid gave a curt nod, “You too, and good luck, again.” “Thanks.”

You groaned following behind Mia, “That was great!” she exclaimed, “I think we have different definitions of great Mia…” She laughed a little. At least she thought you were funny…

Another thing that drove fans crazy was the fact that both you and Arvid used the number 41 for racing. Another freak accident really, in NASCAR the teams own whatever numbers, 41 was one of your only options– really you wouldn’t have chosen it if you didn’t have to. But now under every edit of you two theres #4141 which you assume is supposed to be a ship thing, you had to admit you never understood that much either. It just came with the job, you thought.

Interviews were like any other, the reporters asking rather personal questions and you dying inside asking Mia every other minute when you’d be done. And finally after two hours of various news outlets asking you variations of the same questions you were set free. You let out a sigh of relief, the air smelling of gasoline, a smell you’ve come to love after the countless hours spent in the garages.

You spotted Arvid almost instantly, again, you never meant to, but he was right there, and you couldn’t help but notice. And he seemed to notice too, to your dismay. Mia had disappeared from your side, leaving you to fend for yourself. “Fancy bumping into you here.” Arvid joked, it wasn’t funny, but that’s what made it funny. “Have you been taken around the track yet?” It was something usually offered for younger kids or celebrity guests, so technically he was a celebrity, “No I haven’t…” he trailed off, “Would you like to?” You finally asked, and Arvid’s face lit up, “Yeah!”

So here you were. Driving– racing– around the track, Arvid squealing beside you, taking awful photos of you, the track, himself. There were times where you’d slam on the breaks, causing Arvid to smack his helmeted head onto the dashboard, making him laugh even harder. And man, was his laugh contagious.

Your face was sore as you exited the car, rubbing your aching cheeks, still laughing as Arvid reenacted your driving. This time you didn’t notice the people taking photos. In this moment it was only you and Arvid being normal teenagers– or as normal as two high level racing teenagers could get.

You’d managed to snag third place in your first race, which was a huge feat. Only, there was no trophy for third place. And if you're not first place, then you’re last place. That was some random quote your dad would recite as a joke when watching other races, in reality he was calling you a future champion, and your mom squeezed you extra tight– thankful that you didn’t crash.

You were running on pure adrenaline that you didn’t think twice about embracing Arvid, your sweaty form embracing his sunkissed skin. You were both hot– temperature wise– but you didn’t let go. Cameras continued to flash around you as Arvid congratulated you, voice loud in your ears “I told you, you had it!” he exclaimed, “Maybe next time I’ll be first!” “I’ll make sure to be there, then.” He held the back of your head, supporting your weak knees, the adrenaline finally wearing off, face still flushed.

After the excitement wore off you and Arvid properly exchanged contact information, and a loose promise that you’d show up for his next race, though you had to admit you were over the moon to be able to experience a VIP treatment in the paddock, to be able to see everything up close, and to get to know the real Arvid a little bit more. Away from all the cameras.

But that’ll have to wait for next weekend.

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Have a great morning/day/night!!

[sophville]

PLEASEE MAKE A PT 2 FOR THE FIREFLY FIC IM LITERALLY IN LOVE WITH YOUR WRITINGGG 🥹🥹🥹

OH MY GOSH

It’s actually been rotting in my drafts for MONTHS now 🥹🥹

I’ll get it posted as soon as I can!!

Guys I swear I’m not dead it’s just May/June SUCKS BUTTTTTTT

GUYSSSSS HERES PART 2!!!!!!

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Me: *Watches Mortal Kombat II with my mom*

— At Home —

Me: Sigh…

Also Me: *Opens Tumblr, searches ‘Liu Kang x Reader’*

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Hiiii! I really liked your posts. May I request for a Luffy x artists (it can be drawing, painting, sculpture, modeling, anything like that) and also a Koby x reader one? ... Btw, I'm sorry if I wrote something wrong, english is not my first language.

Masterpiece — One Piece x Reader

Author Note: As an artist this is TOO CUTEEEEEEE!

Featuring: Luffy, Koby

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Luffy

Luffy was sat on the head of the Sunny as per usual. But that didn’t stop you.

You positioned yourself on the railing, getting a nice view of Luffy’s side profile. Your sketchbook and pencil finding their way into your hands, the led marking the paper.

Light sketches formed on the texture paper. You’ve drawn Luffy so many times you could probably draw him in your sleep.

The sun beamed down on his skin, soaking up the light. He looked beautiful.

Your eyes kept glancing from Luffy to your paper. You’d begun to shade, adding colours. You picked up a light pink, eyes drifting up to where Luffy should be, only he was gone.

You started to look around, panic flooding your insides.

“Whach’ya got there, (Name)?!” Luffy appeared behind you, breath tickling down your neck. He was so close. You held your sketch book close to your chest, hiding the drawing of Luffy from Luffy.

“Nothing.” You mumbled, turning away from him, cheeks heating up. “Oh come on! Please show me!” Luffy stepped closer to you, “No!” You backed up.

This began a cycle, “Please!” Forward. “No!” Back. “Please!” Forward. “No.” Back. “PLEA—” “KNOCK IT OFF!” Nami threw a crumpled paper at Luffy’s head, stopping the cycle.

Suddenly, Luffy was on his hands and knees before you, forehead slammed on the deck, “Pleaseeeeeeeee showwwwwww meeeeeeeeeee!” You clutched the sketchbook closer to your chest.

You could sense Nami’s agitation, “Ok, ok! Just please shut up!” You whisper-shouted, pulling Luffy over to the railing you once sat on, taking your place once more.

Luffy was practically beaming, legs swinging, giggling. Slowly the sketchbook left your chest, the paper crumpling slightly. You held it out to Luffy, not daring to look at him as you did so.

Luffy beamed, eyes sparking. “WOAH! You drew all of these?!”

All of these…?

You whipped to finally face Luffy, who was flipping through all the pages you drew of Luffy and some of the other Straw Hats. You snatched the book from Luffy’s hands, holding it close to you once more.

Luffy hunched over, “Aw…”, stretching his neck to try and catch another glimpse of the drawings, a pout playing on his lips.

The sun had started to set, everyone ate and had gone back to their activities.

You were back in your spot, finishing your previous sketch of Luffy, changing the colours to a cooler tone. You felt something wrap around your waist, then the wind whipping your face. Then you were sat, warmth enveloped you, a light breeze tickling your face.

You turned to face behind you, meeting Luffy’s gaze once more. He was smiling, looking over your shoulder, at your drawing. “That’s so cool…!” Luffy breathed out. You didn’t hide it this time, but your cheeks still darkened at the compliment.

“Thanks.” You muttered, continuing to colour under Luffy’s watchful eyes. Soon you felt a weight on your shoulder, glancing behind, you find Luffy hunched over on top of you, head resting on your shoulder.

You smiled to yourself, you’d finally finished the drawing. You placed your hand on the back of Luffy’s head, holding it in place as you place a kiss to Luffy’s forehead. You rested your head on his, looking up at the now night sky.

Although the stars were beautiful, the man drooling on you was an utter masterpiece.

Koby

Koby found himself slumped in paper word that Garp had dumped on him.

His vision started to blur, words morphing into random squiggles.

Koby only looked up when you entered his office. You sat on a smaller couch pushed against the wall. You laid slightly, feet facing him, sketchbook in hand, hiding whatever you were drawing— not that Koby noticed anyways.

You hummed as you worked, filling in the agonizing silence that Koby had been in for hours.

You kept glancing up at Koby, hunched over his work table, fingers tapping the table, leg bouncing. Yet the way the light hit his face just right, eyes bright, hair messy in the way you liked.

Colours started to fill the page, pink hair, bright eyes. You finished the drawing, lifting yourself off the couch, gliding your way over to your lover.

You’ve drawn him so many times. Most of your sketchbook was doodles and drawings of Koby, yet every time, Koby was always in awe of your abilities, you couldn’t hide the drawings from him.

Your arms wrapped around his neck, holding the drawing to his face, blocking his vision from the overwhelming paper work.

Koby’s eyes widened, cheeks flushing, “Woah! Is that me?” He turned his head to face you. You smiled down at him, nodding. Koby matched your smile, holding the sketchbook in his own hands.

“You’re so talented, (Name).” He spoke softly, thumb caressing the paper. You placed a gentle kiss on his temple, “I’ve distracted you long enough, get back to work before Garp gets you.” You picked the book from his hands.

Koby groaned, sinking into his seat. You plopped back on the couch, picking a pencil up once more. Until you felt a weight crash down onto you.

“I can’t work anymore!” Koby cried, voice muffled from his face stuffed into your shirt. You placed your sketchbook on a near by table, hand finding his hair, the other on the back of his neck. Koby sank into your touch, quickly falling asleep.

Koby always praised you for your drawings, yet he never realized that he was the real masterpiece.

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Have a great morning/day/night!!

[sophville]

Sorry for not posting fics lately!!

There’s gonna be a lot less for the next two months bcs of evil exams… >:(

BUT!

I do have a bunch of requests and will have them out as soon as I can :))

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Bite — M. Luffy

Luffy x Reader

Author Note: Got the idea after seeing this fan art!

Summary: Luffy loves to show his love for you with his teeth. (Fluff)

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Song: Sugar Talking — Sabrina Carpenter

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Luffy is very affectionate in his own ways.

In the night he’ll wrap around you like a snake, give you kisses any time of the day; no matter who sees you two— because why should others care about who he loves?

Another thing is that he bites.

Not hard enough to draw blood. But enough to leave marks for a few hours.

You and Luffy were sitting on the head of the Going Merry, you were an exception when it came to sitting in his spot.

Luffy was behind you, legs spread out on either side of you, his head resting on your shoulder. Both your eyes were shut, letting the cool breeze wash over you two.

You were pretty sure Luffy had fallen asleep, but you never knew when it came to him.

It was unusual for it to be this peaceful with Luffy—

“Luffy!”

You whisper-shouted as you felt his teeth clamp around the delicate skin of your collar bone.

Luffy opened one eye to look at you, “Just checking to make sure you were still here,” he mumbled, lips pressed on the marks.

Mind you, he had his head on your shoulder and his arms tied around your torso this whole time.

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It was another bustling day on the Sunny.

Everyone was sitting at the dining table eating the food that Sanji had meticulously made.

Food was being thrown, laughs shared, stories spread.

After the hours passed everyone went back to their daily work— or if you were Zoro, then it was sleeping on deck— you on the other hand, were still sat next to Luffy.

You watched as he was laughing at another made up story Usopp was telling.

Luffy’s hand found yours, squeezing it. You smiled at the contact. This was usually the part where you left the meal room, but of course you couldn’t go anywhere without your shadow.

Luffy had left Usopp calling after him at the table. His hand still in yours as you walked to the forge. “How was the food?” You asked, “Great! As per usual.” Luffy’s smile was like the sun. You stopped in front of the door to the forge, “This is my stop.”

Sure Luffy liked to kiss you, but much more preferred hugs.

There was grounding in the skin to skin contact.

Luffy wrapped his arms around your torso, lips pressed on your shoulder. You wrapped your arms around his neck.

Just before you let go, Luffy buried his teeth into your skin as he so often does. “Luffy! Stop biting.” Your hand squished his cheeks, forcing him to release your shin and face you.

Luffy could only smile brightly, “It means I like you!” He exclaimed. You sighed, “I like you too, but there are better ways to show it.” Luffy pouted, and you knew there that you were loosing this battle.

In the end Luffy can still bite, just gentler.

You need to know where he developed this habit from…

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When it comes to Luffy’s favourite place to bite you, it has to be your hands.

You do so many things with them (not in a freaky way…), he’s so enamoured and fascinated by them.

And he lwk wants to know what you’ve eaten for the day…

You’d been in the forge for the whole day now, only coming out when you needed to eat— which was really Sanji or Luffy physically dragging you out.

But it was getting dark, and you knew that Luffy would be dragging you to his bed to strangle cuddle you.

You let the fire out, placed all your tools to their proper homes, and wiped your hands to the best of your abilities. Though they were still covered with soot and calloused.

Now that everything was off, tiredness washed over you like a wave. Every muscle suddenly relaxing.

What you wanted most was for Luffy to carry you to the washroom so you could clean yourself up— have a nice warm bath.

You opened the door to the forge, a wall of steam following behind you. Yet standing before you was none other than the man you were just thinking of— Luffy.

He smiled, as he so often does, and in one swift motion you were being carried in his arms. You allowed yourself to melt into his hold.

Not speaking up when he skipped the door to the washroom, and into his own room. He sat you on the bed and you lazily got changed out of your day clothes.

Once you were in your pyjamas you flopped on the bed, right beside Luffy, your eyes closing. Luffy shimmied under you, craving your warmth after a whole day without you.

He grabbed your hand, which was originally around him, and held it close to his face. He inspected it closely, your broken nails, the soot that stained your skin, scars and scratches that littered your hand, the callouses that had already hardened in your palm.

He wondered what it tasted like.

He also wondered how something you both had could be so different. Luffy moved his hand beside yours, he stretched his fingers so his hand was much larger than yours, his palm didn’t have any callouses, though you both had little scratches around your hand.

Luffy brought your hand to his mouth, you’d think he’d kiss your knuckles— that was something he did often— but instead he placed the side of your hand into his mouth, teeth lightly clamping around the skin.

Shortly after, Luffy dozed off, your hand still in his mouth.

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Hava a great morning/day/night!!

[sophville]

WHERE ARE THE OLRUGGIO X READER FICS??

Like yes, obvi I love Qifrey, BUT WHERE IS THE OTHER HUZZ?

At this point I’ll write one myself.

Lmk what you guys want to read!

[sophville]

‎Hi! First if all, I would like to say that I really love your writing! May I request a Luffy x Columbina-inspired(from Genshin Impact) Fem! Reader? Where 800 years ago, in a village, three moon goddess sisters, Aria, Sonnett, and Canon, overlooked the entire village, protecting them, making their wishes come true, etc., and in return, all they ask for is for the villagers to protect a special devil fruit, the moon-moon fruit model: trilune goddess (in which the user becomes a trilune moon goddess, embodying the three lunar phases to grant any wishes from healing, sustenance, protection, and divine fortune—through serene, hymn-like invocations of moonlight. Each miracle consumes their “lunar essence,” and overuse causes them to fade from a radiant full moon into a hollow, fading deity, risking complete self-erasure.) and give it to their youngest sister, who is yet to be born. She is said to be the one who will succeed the three moon goddess and become the trilune moon. Years, decades, and centuries passed and the prophesied trilune moon has yet to be born until one day, a baby girl with fascinating eyes was born, her eyes were unusual, light pink, pearl-like color with blurry, glittery, almost as if stars, light-blue pupils and crescent-shaped highlights, and not just that, she looked like an angel sent from heaven. It was a sign, that finally, after 800 years, the three moon goddess' youngest sister and the trilune moon was finally born.

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‎The village took pride in reader, at just five years old she was already aware of everything. After eating the devil fruit the three moon goddess sister's entrusted to the villagers, she was already being used by her village, giving in to their greedy wishes until she couldn't anymore. Her parents never batted an eye, they were just like the others. So, she left, then shortly after, she became part of a pirate crew, she thought she finally found her home, a place where she wouldn't feel used nor abused but after the crew finds out her abilities, they immediately abuses it, with no other place to go, she chose to endure it. For two years she endured it to the point where she was becoming incredibly weak, and in the process, she decided to close and conceal her eyes with a white lace mask so she wouldn't see how cruel and unkind the world is to her. Then one day, the marines attacked the pirate crew and long story short, Garp found her hiding and decided to take her in in secret despite her already growing reputation in the marines. With no other choice yet again, reader agrees. Then Garp brings reader to Dadan (to which she reluctantly agreed but overtime didn't seem to mind because reader is incredibly quiet, behaved and soft-spoken unlike Ace, Luffy, and Sabo). When reader first arrived, the said trio were curious about her since she didn't speak unless spoken too, the way she walks too elegantly, her white dress swaying as if she was floating, and not to mention, why she was wearing a mask in her eyes, and also sometimes at night, she would look out the window and hum a soothing lullaby, they were incredibly curious but also very cautious, well, at least not Luffy. He was persistent, he would always approach her, asking her questions Ace and Sabo always thought of, not caring if he only gets short answers from her or anything, all he ever wanted was to be by her side. One day, reader couldn't sleep so she went outside, and took out her white silk mask to gaze at the moon, then unconsiously started humming the same lullaby that seemed to stuck with her since she could remember, she didn't know where the tune came from but it comforted her, then all of a sudden Luffy's voice snapped her put of her daze and turned her direction towards him in shock, in the process Luffy's eyes widened at the sight of her unique eyes. He told her how cool amd pretty her eyes were, complimenting how it was like the stars, and asked why she covered it, then finally, reluctantly, reader told him her past, and Luffy took it all in without judging her, he even showed her that he was also a devil fruit user, that night, something shifted between them. Slowly but surely, she gradually warmed up to the trio, especially Luffy. After learning Luffy's dream to become the king of the pirates, reader wanted to be apart of his journey despite disliking pirates, and as they grew up, reader stayed by his side towards his journey.

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‎And that's all, the rest is up to you! I like fluff and angst! I'm so so so sorry if it's long, you can ignore this if it's too much! Thank you so much for reading it and giving this request time!

OMG THIS IS SO CUTE!!

I’ll 100% write something for this!

If you’re like me and don’t really play Genshin Impact, this is the character they were talking about— Columbina:

This is such an interesting character!

I might change/tweak some of the things anon wrote, but with that said—

I can’t wait to write this!!

Adding on, this fic will be written for my 400 followers celebration!!

Have a great morning/day/night!!

[sophville]

WOWWWWWWWW MKAYYYYYYY.

This poll was really divided.

BUT FINALLY SHANKS DIDN’T WINNNNN

We are now getting a Luffy x Reader!!

I’ll post what anon requested right after this!!

Thanks again for the 400!!

Have a great morning/day/night!!

[sophville]

We hit 400 followers a little too fast…

BUT OMG YAYYYYYYYYY

I never thought so many ppl would like what I write and tbh I started writing as a joke and now I can’t stop!

So it’s poll time!!!!!!

What’s next?!?!

Luffy x Reader — Requested

They Look for you to Cuddle! (One piece Men) — Requested

Tetsuro Kuroo x Nekoma Manager! Reader

Written In The Sand (Gaara x Reader) Vol. 2

Sanji x Secret Baker! Reader — Requested

Firefly (Ace x Reader) Vol. 2

Oh Captain, My Captain (Luffy x Reader)

Dumb Pirate (Shanks x Reader) Vol. 2

Haikyuu Boys x Reader

Blue Lock Boys x Reader

HI SOPHVILLE!!! 𐔌՞ ܸ.ˬ.ܸ՞𐦯

Voting ended onApr 26

Some of these choices were requested and will get done later dw!

Have a great morning/day/night!!

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Whispers — F. Shanks

Shanks x Navigator! Reader

Author Note: I have no previous experience writing smut. And I lwk didn’t like writing this, so this might be the first and last time I write smut for any character…

Summary: After carrying a drunk Shanks to his room, he finds himself in your bed once more.

Warnings: (poorly written) Smut, fluff too (bcs that’s all I know how to write)

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Song: Like Real People Do — Hozier

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A new island, finally.

You leaned over the railing of the Red Force. Feeling the eyes of the captain on you, you turned to face him, Shanks, the man you’re slowly falling for.

You two had an… arrangement. Just for release and pleasure, or if either of you were upset. Just a good fuck. And you’d implemented rules so that nothing would get out of hand.

Well it was getting out of hand.

You didn’t notice when Shanks’ hand placed itself on your lower back, snapping you out of your thoughts. “What will you do today, love?” He whispered the nickname like it was a sin to love. You huffed out a laugh, “Maybe look for new gear, more paper,” being the ships navigator was hard work. “What about you?” You didn’t give him a chance to answer, “wait no— you, and some of the others, are off to find a bar or pub.”

Shanks couldn’t help but laugh, you were the same when you’d first met. You didn’t officially join the crew when Shanks initially asked, well he didn’t even have a crew, you were the first person he asked. You decided to tag along, not an official crew mate, but you’d told him once he had an actual crew you’d be his navigator.

And here you are now.

Shanks nodded, “Just make sure you find me when you’re done.” You loved hated when he did that. When there were multiple people involved yet he always said, find me.

You nodded, walking off the dock and into the village. It was noon ish, so you could see that there were some bars already opened.

You finished shopping as the sun started to set, ‘find me’ kept replaying in your head, it’s not like you had an eternal log pose pointing to Shanks. But you wish you did.

Turns out you didn’t need it though. Cheers, lights and music flooded out of the pub in front of you. Found him.

A wave of heat hit you when you stepped through the swinging doors. Some of the crew greeted you, raising their mugs. You waved, but you were looking for someone in particular.

He was sitting at the bar, a blond woman next to him, hugging his only arm. You couldn’t see his face but you could tell he was ticked off that this woman wasn’t letting him drink his well deserved booze.

“Am I interrupting something?” You spoke up from the other side of Shanks, “Love!” His face brightened instantly, “Who’s this—” “—This is my wife!” Shanks slurred.

You were the furthest thing from his wife.

“I’m his navigator.” You clarified. But Shanks removed his one arm from her grasp, wrapping it around your waist, his flushed face pressed against your stomach. The woman now looked uncomfortable, taking her drink and moved on to the next single-looking pirate.

“Shanks,” you spoke, voice stern, “I’m not your wife, so stop telling people that.” You could feel Shanks laughing, “You could be though~” you had to restrain yourself from strangling the man.

“Are you good to take the captain back to the ship?” Benn asked, approaching you and a very drunk Shanks. You nodded, “All good.” Benn’s eyes told you he knew there was something going on with you and Shanks, but he’d let you tell him on your own.

Now Shanks’ arm was slung over your shoulder, yours was around his waist, holding him in place as your dragged him back to the Red Force.

Mid-way there Shanks started to babble, “You’re so beautiful”, “You smell nice”, “You’re the only one that I love”, and— wait what?

He spoke it as you were laying him in his own bed, “Shanks, what did you say?” You questioned. “I don’t know.” Shanks started laughing again. You didn’t bother to press any further and turned to leave. But with the reflexes of a sober man, Shanks shot his hand out and gripped your wrist, “Stay.” It was barely a whisper. You bent down so he could repeat what he’d said, “Stay, please.”

Shanks’ eyes were heavy, threatening to fall asleep at any moment, “I can’t.” You replied, brushing stray hair out of his face. Shanks pouted, “Kiss?” His eyes flickered to your mouth. You shouldn’t give in, you know you shouldn’t. But the man had you weak in the knees.

You stood up once more, leaning down and placing a kiss on his cheek. Shanks sighed, obviously dissatisfied with the kiss. “Good night, captain.” Shanks hummed and mumbled what you think is a ‘good night’. The last thing you saw was Shanks rolling in bed, then you quietly closed the door, tip-toeing to your own room.

You laid in bed, letting sleep claim you in the darkness, the waves hitting the boat eased the tension in your body after a long day.

You didn’t notice someone had opened your rooms door until they crashed into your bed. Your eyes cracked open, you could feel this person climbing on top of you, their head squishing between your breasts, hand on your waist.

“Shanks, why are you awake…?” The man, Shanks, lifted his head slightly, revealing his still flushed cheeks. “Please let me stay” he begged, eyes glossy, “Shanks—” “—Please— Please I’ll be a good boy I—I promise— I’ll be good.” You could feel Shanks grinding against you, his cock hard.

Here was one of the most feared Yonko in the world, drunk and tightly wrapped around your finger.

You were sure if you’d asked him to burn down the world he would. But that’s not what Shanks wants right now. Right now he wants you.

He trailed his lips across your collar bones, leaving bite marks and sloppy hickeys. Shanks’ eyes were half lidded, his grinding got faster, too busy to take either of your clothes off— though that would soon change. You could feel a damp spot growing from yourself too, the movements of your captain igniting something in yourself.

Shanks slid his hands under your sleep shirt, slipping it off with the expertise of a man who’s done that to you hundreds of times. He started to move down your body, your throat, breasts, in between your chest, then lower on your stomach, waist, anywhere that Shanks could leave marks showing that you were his.

You’d made the agreement that you wouldn’t do this while either of you were drunk. But he’s the captain, why should he listen to the rules?

Whimpers escaped Shanks’ mouth as you felt his hips stutter, the damp patch on your pants growing larger as well. Shanks let his head fall back into its place between his chest, mumbling your name like a prayer. His arm left your waist, and you could feel his hips moving once more, only he was struggling with something.

You didn’t want to ruin the mood, but you had to help the man, “Need help~?” You cooed, “…No” that was his sign for ‘yes’. You trailed your hands down Shanks’ body to the hem of his pants, his hardness coming back instantly at the feeling of your touch.

Slowly you slid his pants down and moved to yours. Shanks didn’t waste any time, he began grinding once more, his hand cupping your waist whilst also supporting him up so his lips could lock with yours. How was a drunk man so gentle?

You let out a yelp into Shanks’ mouth as he finally inserted himself, finding his rhythm, your two bodies moving as one. His lips were rough, coarse from dehydration and the sun, and he tasted like alcohol— which ever the man had ordered from the bar. Yet it was perfect, in its own way. Shanks made it perfect.

Shanks pulled back, you both breathing deeply as he still rocked his hips into yours, the waves rocking the ship perfectly. “I’m only yours…” he muttered against your lips, his thumb brushing your waist. How you wished that was true.

Usually it was an easy fuck then he’d head back to his quarters and you’d never question what you two were.

“That’s not how this is supposed to work.” You reminded him, holding in a cry as he slammed into you. Surely you’d be bruised tomorrow. “I don’t care,” Shanks huffed out, placing a kiss on your jaw. “You’re the only one I want to love.” For a drunk man… never mind.

Shanks started to speed up, still trying to be gentle. Your arms wrapped around him. One hand tangled itself in his red hair, damp from sweat. The other was placed firmly on his back, nails scratching tje already scarred skin. You could feel your walls clench around his moving cock, almost hitting your climax. “Shanks…” You moaned.

Shanks continued, chasing his own high once more. His hot breath fanning across your skin, while his one good hand was now firmly gripping your waist. You could feel his hips stutter once more, followed by a grunt and him pulling out as fast as he could. Both your fluids soaked through the sheets.

The last thing you two needed was a pregnancy scare.

Shanks collapsed on you once more, his head exactly where it wants to be. “I’m only yours.” He repeated. Shanks seemed more sober now, eye lids heavy. Your breathing was unison, his head rose and fell with each breath you took.

Your hand was still in his hair, untangling the mess you’d made. “Sorry…” you mumbled each time Shanks’d hiss. The bite marks and hickeys started to bruise, the higher ones wouldn’t be able to be covered with your shirt— that was another thing. Leave no evidence.

And Shanks left a lot of evidence.

You started to move— to try and get up— but Shanks’ grasp on you only tightened, “Please, stay.” He begged once more. You couldn’t say no, as much as this situation bothered you, you’ve come to love the man.

The final rule: don’t fall in love.

But that rule had been tossed off the ship long ago by Shanks.

You stayed, naked bodied molding together, breathing synchronized. Until Shanks’ breathing slowed. He’d fallen asleep. You brushed some hair out of his face, his cheeks were still flushed, face relaxed. It was one of your favourite sights.

Soon you allowed yourself to relax as well, you were safe. But how would you explain this to the rest of the crew? Surely you couldn’t hide it any longer— “Calm down… nothing bad will happen.” Shanks’ hoarse voice spoke once more. Your drumming heart had woken him up. “But what will the crew say?” You questioned, “Nothing.” Shanks stated, not like it was obvious, but like it was something he’d make sure of.

Shanks’ thumb began to brush the skin on your waist once more, the gesture easing you to sleep once more. Shanks lightly peppered kisses across your face, letting his lips linger on yours for a moment too long for someone who’s in this arrangement for ‘just a good fuck’.

“I love you.” You said it without realizing, and for a moment the world stopped. You could feel Shanks smiling against your skin, “I love you.” He repeated it like he’s been waiting his whole life to say it.

You two fell asleep embracing each other. You were scared for the morning. But just for this moment you were safe, with the nam you loved, your captain.

You were safe with Shanks.

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Have a great morning/day/night!!