my friend made a discord bot that when queried responds with a random choice from any of the choice text boxes in deltarune and called it "ask the angel" and im fucking. howling
maybe amazon lily reader which is soulmates with zoro? lol I would love to see this but obv no pressure! i hope you liked this request 🫶🏾🫶🏾
⛥ﾟ・。 first mate
synopsis: being first mate of the kuja pirates often meant going along with hancock's luffy-induced shenanigans... though you didn't exactly mind when it forced you to cross paths with a certain moss-haired swordsman.
cw: 1/3, will go way more in depth next part, fluffy fluff, comfort, totally "NOT" inspired by the recent chapters, you rival hancock in beauty, you're a badass, zoro pining (waaay more in next part, wanted to establish first), sanji is sanji, heart and kid pirates are there too.
The air over the Kuja Pirate's ship was heavy with salt and warmth, the breeze carrying the scent of sun-warmed wood and the jungle spices stored below deck.
Across the deck, warriors of Amazon Lily moved with disciplined ease, their eyes inevitably following the swaying figure of their beloved captain.
Boa Hancock, the infamous Pirate Empress, strode like a goddess made real, her long raven hair cascading behind her like a silken banner.
Her crew, as ever, could not help but gaze upon her with awe—some sighing softly, others nearly weeping at the privilege of her mere presence.
"She's unbearably beautiful! I'm in love!"
"Her radiance is making my mind go blank!"
"My heart can't afford to beat this hard!"
“Snake Princess!” a young cabin girl—barely past sixteen—hurried at her side, clutching a parchment that fluttered in the sea breeze.
Her name was Sanfa, bright-eyed and eager, though a little breathless from trying to keep pace with her princess's languid stride.
“We’ve updated the supply logs, and there are matters concerning the next port. The menagerie on Green Isle has been stripped clean after our raid, and—”
Hancock, without breaking stride, tilted her head just enough to glance down imperiously.
“Where is (y/n)? Surely she should be the one wasting her breath on such… trivialities," her brow arched in disdain, her lips curving faintly as though the weight of responsibility was beneath her divine self.
Sanfa faltered.
“L-Lady (y/n)? She, uh… she said she was taking a smoke break.”
At that, Hancock’s dark eyes narrowed, and her porcelain cheeks puffed with an almost childish huff.
“Hmph! That woman… Always abandoning me the instant tedium rears its ugly head. Leaving me to endure such monotony is truly unforgivable…”
She trailed into a faint grumble, her voice soft and low, though her crew still sighed at how beautiful even her complaints sounded.
Just then, the sharp voice of a lookout rang out from the crow’s nest.
“Snake Princess! A ship is fast approaching!”
Heads turned, boots thudded on the deck as warriors shifted to ready positions.
Hancock’s gaze lifted, sharp as a hawk’s, until the familiar outline of a lion-headed figurehead came into focus.
The Thousand Sunny.
Before anyone else could speak, a voice—booming, impossibly loud and carrying across the waves—shattered the sea air:
“HAAAAANCOCK!!!”
Monkey D. Luffy, grinning ear to ear, was waving with wild enthusiasm from atop the Sunny’s deck.
His laughter rang out across the tides.
The Empress froze.
Her breath hitched, cheeks flooding crimson in an instant.
Her hands flew to her cheeks as though to contain the unseemly gasp that escaped her.
“L-Luffy…” she breathed, her legs seeming to weaken beneath her, the once imperious stance of a Warlord now melting into trembling adoration.
In a heartbeat she recovered—or at least pretended to—snapping upright and flicking her hair back with a violent toss.
“Everyone! Prepare the lines at once! Lower the gangplank! Make haste and moor us to the Strawhat ship!”
The Kuja Pirates scrambled without hesitation, barking acknowledgments as they rushed to carry out her orders.
Hancock turned back to the ship, shifting slightly so no one would see the dream-struck gleam in her eyes.
“Luffy… he called my name… from across the endless sea…”
Her voice was barely a whisper, lost beneath the din of the crew rushing to obey.
The Thousand Sunny rocked lightly on the waves, the deck crowded with far more pirates than usual.
The Strawhats were hosting not only their own crew but also the Kid Pirates and the Heart Pirates, Luffy having insisted they all hitch a ride back to the nearest port where their ships were docked.
Of course, not everyone shared his enthusiasm.
“Oi, Strawhat,” Kid growled, arms crossed as he loomed near the mast. “Don’t think this makes us friends. The second I get my ship back, we’re parting ways.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Luffy waved him off, grinning ear to ear. “But it’s more fun this way!”
Law, sitting cross-legged against the base of the Sunny’s tree, gave a long-suffering sigh, “Tch. What a waste of time.”
His gaze flicked upward, indifferent—until the sight of the approaching Kuja ship made several of the men around him explode in commotion.
“Th-The Kuja Pirates?!” Usopp’s jaw nearly hit the floor. “They’re headed right for us!”
“YOHOHOHOHOHO! The Pirate Empress returns!” Brook twirled, a hand on his afro, his eye sockets sparkling. “What a vision! Or she would be if I had any eyes to see her with! YOHOHOHO!”
“SUPER!” Franky flexed, practically trembling with excitement.
Sanji, of course, was already spinning in giddy circles, hands clasped, hearts exploding in his eyes.
“OH, MY ANGELIC EMPRESS! FATE HAS BROUGHT US TOGETHER ONCE MORE!!”
Even Law's crew couldn’t hide their excitement.
Penguin elbowed Shachi, both of them gawking like schoolboys.
Shachi nodded dumbly, eyes wide, “I thought it was all rumors, man. But, holy crap, Strawhat, you know the Pirate Empress?!”
Luffy laughed loudly, scratching the back of his neck, “Yeah, Hancock’s great! She’s my friend!”
The reactions around him were instant and explosive—Penguin and Shachi nearly fainting,
Sanji twirling even harder, Brook’s jaw literally clattering to the floor.
Heat, who’d been leaning against the railing, whistled low, “I heard stories ‘bout her. Said she’s so beautiful men can’t even breathe around her.”
Wire, lurking nearby, chimed in with a sharp laugh, “That’s old news. The real talk now is about one of her crew. Supposedly, the First Mate puts her to shame. Said she’s a hundred times more beautiful.”
The deck went dead silent for a half-beat.
From his napping spot beneath the tree, Zoro cracked an eye open.
He didn’t move, didn’t say a word, but the subtle way his brow lifted betrayed his interest.
Luffy, oblivious to the shift, grinned wide, “That’s (y/n)! She’s super tough.”
“(Y/N)-SWAAAAAAN!” Sanji practically launched himself into the air, his heart-shaped pupils vibrating. “MY SOUL IS NOT STRONG ENOUGH TO ENDURE ALL THIS DIVINE BEAUTY! HAAAAH!”
He slammed his forehead into the deck, nosebleed spraying like a geyser.
Nami, meanwhile, clasped her hands together with a sparkle in her eyes, “Ah! I can’t wait to see her again!”
Robin, ever calm, gave her serene smile, “Mm. She does have a certain charm, doesn’t she?”
Law snorted from his place under the tree.
“Ridiculous. You’re all behaving like idiots over some rumors,” His gaze slid away, unimpressed. “She’s just another pirate.”
Kid’s glare stayed fixed on the Kuja ship as the warriors scrambled, lowering the gangplank.
His arms crossed tighter, his lip curling.
“I’ll believe it when I see it,” he spat, his tone sharp, though his eyes betrayed curiosity.
The gangplank dropped with a thud, the Kuja Pirates snapping to attention as the Empress prepared to cross.
The gangplank clattered into place, and before anyone could even take a step forward, Hancock was already gliding across, her cape snapping behind her.
With a gasp, she threw herself into Luffy’s arms.
“LUFFY!” she cried, swooning dramatically as her hands cupped his face. “I shall never let you go again!”
“Hancock!” Luffy laughed, entirely oblivious to the hearts bursting in her eyes.
He hugged her back with the same casualness he’d use on anyone else.
The men of the three crews froze in place, jaws nearly dislocating.
“WHAT THE HELL?!” Penguin roared, eyes bugging.
“Unbelievable...” Killer muttered from his spot against the rail, though his eyes lingered longer on her than he’d admit.
Meanwhile, Sanji’s soul practically combusted.
He dropped to his knees, twirling in circles as hearts seemed to burst from nowhere.
“Empress! Seeing you again is like gazing upon the morning sun! A radiance beyond mortal comprehension!!”
Brook strummed his guitar, swooning as well, “Yohohoho! Truly, a goddess of the seas!”
Usopp and Franky clutched each other, blubbering, “She’s too beautiful, man! Too much for the human eye!”
Even Wire and Heat, rough as they were, couldn’t help gawking.
“I didn’t think the rumors did her justice…” Wire muttered.
But as the Kuja warriors trickled onto the Sunny, the awe began to thin.
Yes, they were breathtaking—but the silence in the air held a different anticipation.
Penguin leaned toward Shachi and whispered, “So, uh… where’s the First Mate? The one everyone keeps talking about?”
Shachi shrugged, “Beats me.”
Sanji, having finished his soliloquy to Hancock, froze mid-spin as realization struck.
His expression soured dramatically.
“WAIT! Where is she?! Where is (y/n)?!?” his voice cracked like a lovesick banshee.
He darted around the deck, peering behind barrels and shoving crewmates aside.
“(y/n)-swaaan! Please, grace me with your divine presence! Your one true love awaits!”
Before he could sprint another step, a sharp crack split the air.
A bullet slammed into the deck right where his foot was about to land, splinters scattering.
Sanji skidded, arms flailing, teeth chattering as he leapt back.
“What the—?!” Kid’s crew barked, reaching for weapons.
Every gaze snapped upward.
There you were.
Perched on the roof of the Sunny’s crow’s nest, cigarette dangling from your lips, rifle cradled casually in your hands.
A curl of smoke escaped the barrel as you smirked down at them, eyes gleaming with mischief.
“Did you really think,” your voice lilted with amused disdain, “that I’d ever leave my sisters behind for you, curly-brow?”
“BIG SIS (Y/N)!” the Kuja erupted as one, their cheers and tears piercing the sky. “YOU'RE SO BEAUTIFUL! WE LOVE YOU!!”
With a fluid motion, you leapt down.
The wind caught in your hair as you landed gracefully on the deck, not even stirring the wood beneath your heels.
“IMPOSSIBLE!” Penguin thundered, tears streaming down his face.
Even Law’s sharp composure faltered, his eyes narrowing slightly as if to ground himself.
Killer tilted his head just enough to get a better look, but Kid… Kid was scowling and red-faced, clearly struggling to hide his dumbstruck expression.
Zoro was on his feet now, swords at his hip, but his chest felt strangely tight.
He’d seen you before.
Sparred with you.
Fought alongside you.
But still… still, the sight of you never failed to hit like a sucker punch.
You weren’t just striking.
You were… otherworldly.
Heat whispered hoarsely to Wire, “She’s real…”
Sanji, meanwhile, was already convulsing, blood shooting from his nose as he collapsed into heart-eyed spasms.
“(y/n)-swaaaan! Marry me! Let's run away together!!”
You ignored him.
A smirk tugged at your lips as your gaze slid lazily toward Zoro.
“Must be rough...” you said, voice low enough for him alone. “...Surrounded by idiots.”
He snorted, lips twitching. “You have no idea.”
Your wink was quick but devastating, and Zoro felt the tips of his ears burn.
Damn it.
“(y/n)!”
Nami’s squeal cut through the air as she launched herself at you, arms tight around your waist, “I missed you so much!!”
Robin followed at her own pace, smiling softly, “It has been a while. You look well.”
You chuckled warmly, brushing your fingers through Nami’s hair before flashing Robin a grin.
The men around you collapsed again, hearts pounding at the sight of that smile.
Finally, your eyes slid toward Hancock—still latched onto Luffy like a starved cat.
You tilted your head, smoke curling from your lips.
“I think a banquet is in order?” you asked.
Hancock blinked, then instantly straightened, her prideful mask re-snapping into place.
She raised her chin imperiously, though the blush lingered.
“Yes! A banquet worthy of Luffy’s magnificence!” she declared, voice sharp and regal.
“I’ll do it!!” Sanji wailed, springing to his feet in a blood-soaked frenzy. “Leave it to me, my goddess! I’ll prepare a buffet so divine the heavens themselves will weep!”
He bolted toward the kitchen, tears and hearts trailing in his wake.
The deck dissolved into chaos—cheers, swoons, muttered curses, and one idiot cook trying to peel himself off the floor.
And Zoro?
He just watched you, silent and burning, as the sharpest pangs struck his chest.
