If your requests are still open? May I please request a story about Jinbe with a human girlfriend who meets Jinbe's old friends the sun pirates? Like the strawhat crew go to this random island, and they just so happened to run into the sun pirates while they were there, that's when Jinbe introduces them to his girlfriend and the sun pirates adore her?🥰
If not then I understand😁
The island had a warmth to it that felt different from the Thousand Sunny.
Not just the weather, though the sun sat comfortably overhead and the ocean breeze carried a soft saltiness through the air. It was something deeper than that. The kind of place where laughter came easily, where the streets felt lived in, where the atmosphere wrapped around you like you had been there before even if you hadn’t.
You stood near the edge of the port, watching the crew scatter in their usual fashion. Luffy had already vanished toward the smell of food without a second thought. Usopp and Chopper were darting between stalls, pointing at anything remotely interesting. Nami was already calculating prices in her head while pretending she wasn’t. Sanji lingered nearby, scanning the area while trying not to look like he was scanning for pretty women.
And yet, beside you, Jinbe stood a little differently than usual.
Still calm. Still grounded. But quieter in a way that wasn’t just his usual composure.
You glanced up at him, tilting your head slightly. “You’re thinking about something.”
“I am,” he replied, voice steady but distant.
You followed his gaze across the port, your eyes landing on a group that had just stepped into view. Several fish-men, broad-shouldered and confident, moving like they belonged wherever they stood. There was an energy about them that felt… familiar, even to you.
“Oh,” you murmured softly. “Are those…?”
Before you could finish, one of them looked up.
Recognition hit instantly.
The shout cut through the air, loud and disbelieving, and in seconds the distance between them closed. They surrounded him with ease, laughter breaking out as they clapped his shoulders and spoke over one another.
“Where the hell have you been hiding?!”
Jinbe didn’t pull away. Instead, something in him softened in a way that made your chest tighten just a little. His posture relaxed, his voice warmer, quieter.
“It has been some time,” he said.
You stepped back instinctively, giving them space. This wasn’t your moment. This was history, shared experiences, bonds that ran deeper than you could fully understand just by watching.
But you didn’t feel excluded.
You felt like you were witnessing something important.
They talked over each other for a moment longer, laughter mixing with disbelief, until one of them finally glanced past Jinbe and spotted you.
You froze for a second, caught off guard by the sudden attention, before offering a small, polite smile. “Hi.”
Jinbe turned slightly, looking at you with that same calm steadiness, but there was something softer in his expression now.
But the way he said them carried weight.
It made your chest warm in a way you couldn’t quite explain.
For a brief moment, the group went quiet.
Then everything hit at once.
“You didn’t tell us anything!”
You let out a small laugh, rubbing the back of your neck. “Yeah, I guess that would’ve been useful information, huh?”
One of them stepped a little closer, not in a threatening way, just curious. His eyes moved over you briefly before settling into something thoughtful.
“Yeah,” another added, crossing his arms with a faint grin. “Didn’t think Jinbe would settle down.”
You felt your face heat slightly at that, but before you could respond, Jinbe spoke again.
“She is important to me.”
And somehow, that was enough.
The atmosphere shifted almost instantly. The teasing didn’t disappear, but it changed, softened into something warmer, something more accepting.
“Well, if Jinbe says that, then you must be someone worth knowing.”
“Yeah, we trust his judgment.”
You introduced yourself, feeling the tension in your shoulders ease just a little. Their curiosity wasn’t sharp. It wasn’t judgmental. It was open.
“And you’re really with him?” one of them asked, clearly amused.
You glanced at Jinbe for a moment, then nodded. “Yeah. I am.”
They exchanged glances, something unspoken passing between them.
Then, one by one, they nodded.
One of them clapped you on the shoulder a bit too hard, and you stumbled slightly before laughing it off.
“Sorry about that!” he said quickly, though he didn’t look too sorry.
A steady hand came to your side, grounding you instantly.
“I’m okay,” you replied, smiling up at him.
He didn’t remove his hand immediately.
The small things. The way you leaned into him without thinking. The way he adjusted around you naturally, without making a big deal of it.
“…you treat her well,” one of them said, looking directly at Jinbe.
“I do my best,” he replied.
“You better,” another added with a grin. “We’ll be watching.”
You laughed softly. “I feel like I just got interviewed.”
“You did,” someone said without missing a beat. “We’ve gotta make sure he’s not slacking.”
“Hey,” another chimed in, nudging you lightly this time, more careful. “You hungry? We were about to grab food.”
Your eyes lit up. “Yeah, actually.”
“Good. You’re coming with us.”
One you didn’t feel like refusing.
You glanced at Jinbe, and he gave a small nod.
“It would be good for you to spend time with them,” he said.
As you all began walking together, the conversation flowed naturally. They asked you questions, not invasive ones, just curious. Where you were from. How you met Jinbe. What you liked.
You answered easily, laughter slipping into your voice without you realizing it.
At some point, one of them leaned toward another, speaking just low enough that they probably thought you wouldn’t hear.
“Yeah,” the other replied. “She fits.”
You pretended not to notice.
Jinbe glanced down at you briefly, catching the small smile you tried to hide.
“You are comfortable?” he asked quietly.
“Yeah,” you said. “I really am.”
He nodded once, satisfied.
And as the group continued down the lively streets, laughter mixing with the sounds of the port, it didn’t feel like you were meeting strangers anymore.
It felt like stepping into a story that had been going long before you arrived…
And somehow, being welcomed into it like you had always belonged.
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an: i see you supernatural...i am making a spn blog soon heh
