LUFFY who fucks his secret wife!reader on sight! and his crew finds out about you...the hard way.
DID YA MISS ME, BABY ?!
PLOT. on route to egghead, the straw hats make a quick stop at a lively island, only for luffy to wander off and unexpectedly reunite with you, his wife, a detail he never mentioned to his crew. spending the day together, you both finally act upon months of pent-up tension, while his worried crew stumbles upon a moment they were never meant to see.
WARNINGS. 18+, mdni, fluff, porn with some plot, post wano, no egghead spoilers, aged-up characters (luffy and reader are 21), established relationship (they're married), semi-public sex, getting caught, cunnilingus, fingering, p in v, unprotected sex, kinda ooc luffy (idk you be the judge of it), use of [name] for the reader, fem reader, kinda proofread haha.
CHARACTERS. MONKEY D. LUFFY
WC. 5.5k
masterlist
art creds: suaayen on ig (one of the best op artists)
Fresh out of Wano and low on supplies, the Straw Hats decided to make a quick pit stop when the opportunity arose.
The island didn’t have a name on any map Nami owned.
From afar, it looked anything but quiet. The crowded docks overflowing with ships, voices carrying loudly over the water, and buildings stacked tightly together.
Bright banners hung between rooftops, market stalls spilled into the streets, and narrow alleys twisted through the city like a maze built on noise.
Nothing about it suggested peace.
They could blame their recent encounter at Wano for their alertness.
Perhaps the adrenaline had yet to die out, but this island screamed distraction...which somehow made everyone more cautious...or, in Luffy’s case, more excited.
“SHISHISHI! Let’s go!” Luffy laughed, already halfway over the Sunny’s railing before they’d even properly docked.
“LUFFY!” Nami snapped. “You’re not-!”
Too late. He was gone.
Usopp groaned dramatically. “He’s going to get kidnapped one day. I’m telling you. One day.”
Zoro stretched lazily, resting a hand on his swords. “Who’s dumb enough to kidnap him?”
Sanji exhaled smoke, lazily examining the docks.
“Idiots exist everywhere, marimo.”
Either Zoro didn't pick up on Sanji's taunt, or he acted indifferent.
Robin smiled faintly, stepping onto the dock with quiet curiosity.
“It’s an interesting place. I didn't expect to see an island on route to Egghead."
"Me neither. It barely picked up on the log pose!" Nami chimed in.
"It seems harmless enough. I wonder what kind of history it holds.” Robin observes as she too gets off onto the docks.
Chopper bounced beside her. “Do you think they have new herbs?!”
Franky cracked his knuckles. “Or cola?!”
Brook laughed, light and airy. “Or perhaps beautiful ladies? Though I do not have eyes to see them, yohohoho!”
“DON’T ENCOURAGE HIM,” Nami snapped, pointing at Sanji.
“I don’t need encouragement,” Sanji said smoothly, already walking off. “I have instinct.”
"Okay. Be on the lookout for Luffy! And don't overspend my money!" Nami orders.
"OUR MONEY!" Ussop complains, immediately shut down by Nami's glare.
They mutually agree to split off into groups so no other crew member wanders off.
Nami and Robin walk away, Zoro and Sanji right on the their trail as their usual banter ensues.
Ussop and Chopper run off with excitement, Franky showcasing similar enthusiasm.
Brook joins Jimbe in looking for supplies, the latter keeping Brook away from any women.
Within minutes, the crew scattered across the island, each pulled by their own interests.
And Luffy...
Luffy followed something else entirely.
He didn’t bother asking anyone where to go.
The moment his feet hit the dock, he was already pulled in by the noise. The kind that meant food and something fun waiting around every corner.
The stalls lined up one after the other with things frying, grilling, and steaming. The smell hit him almost immediately.
“Meat…”
He grinned.
Luffy pushed through the crowd without hesitation, weaving past people and slipping between stalls until he reached a long stretch of open vendors.
Skewers, fried snacks, stacked plates of things he didn’t recognize.
His eyes lit up as he leaned over one stall, then another, already halfway into asking for something before getting distracted by the next.
“Woah—what’s that? And that! Can I try that too?!”
The vendor barely had time to respond before Luffy’s attention shifted again, his gaze sweeping across the row;
And then stopping.
Not on food.
On you.
His lovely wife.
Someone his own crew didn't even know about.
It's not like he was trying to hide it. They just hadn't asked.
You were sitting on one of the small stools of a nearby stall, finishing up what looked like a snack, one hand lazily resting against the counter as you handed the vendor some money.
For a second, he didn’t move.
Then the joy hit.
And his entire face broke into a grin.
You stood, brushing your hands together lightly as you thanked the vendor and stepped away from the stall.
That’s when he moved.
Fast.
His arms shot forward, stretching across the space between you in an instant before snapping back, pulling you straight into him.
“Gomu Gomu no—HUG!”
“Luffy?!”
You barely had time to react before he wrapped around you completely, stretchy arms tight and unrelenting, lifting you slightly off your feet with the force of it.
“Shishishi! [name]!!” he laughed, like it was the best thing that could’ve happened to him.
“Luffy!! Put me down-!” you huffed, but there was no real bite to it, your hands already gripping onto him like you weren’t planning to let go either.
Luffy pressed his face into your shoulder, holding you there like he needed to make sure you were actually real.
“I missed you,” he said, simple and honest, voice a little softer than usual with his persistent grin.
Something in your chest tightened.
“…it’s 3 been months,” you murmured, your hand coming up to the back of his head without thinking.
“Yeah,” he said. “Sooooooo long!!” he whines.
Pulling away from you, your feet touch the ground as he steps back, but not too far.
Never far.
His hands slid up to your face instead, thumbs brushing against your cheeks as he looked at you properly now.
“You’re okay.” he said, almost to himself.
You let out a small breath. “…so are you.”
“Of course I am!” he grinned instantly.
And then, he leaned in and kissed you.
It was warm. Familiar. Like he didn’t need to think about it.
He pulled back just enough to look at you again, giving you the same smile before leaning back in.
Then again. And again.
“Slow down-!” you tried to protest, but it came out more like a laugh as he peppered your face with kisses, completely shameless in the middle of the street.
People spared a few glances here and there, some judging, others just smiling in fondness.
“…Luffy,” you said, but you were already smiling.
He laughed softly, pressing one more quick kiss to your lips before finally easing back, though his hands didn’t leave you.
“I haven’t seen you since I left Rushikwanya.” he said.
“Rusukaina,” you corrected.
“Yeah!”
“You didn’t even say goodbye properly.” You pout a little, Luffy's personality definitely having brushed off on you during the 2 years you had spent together.
“I did!”
“You waved and ran.”
“That counts!”
You huffed, but it faded quickly.
"I'M HUNGRY!!" He complains against your cheek, as you sigh.
"Let's go eat. We have loads to catch up on."
"YAY!!"
You had known him before the sea had claimed him.
Before he became a name whispered across oceans.
Before any of his bounties and titles or impossible feats.
Back when he was just a boy in a small village, loud and reckless and full of dreams too big for the place he came from.
You weren’t part of his world in the same way Ace or Sabo had been, but you had been there.
You shared a quiet bond, something the two of you were too young to understand back then.
When he left at 19, you didn’t stay behind for long.
You weren't chasing him. Rather, staying had never been an option for you either.
You became a traveler. Moving from island to island, following curiosity instead of purpose; stories instead of maps.
Your paths barely crossed, Luffy having already moved on to the next island before you had even set foot on it.
You had better luck running into Ace before you even reunited with Luffy.
It was a short meeting, but it had felt nice to be in a familiar presence. Especially since Ace often acted as an elder sibling to you.
During your departure back then, Ace had left you with a small piece of Luffy's Vivre card, knowing you had grown eager to see him at least once.
He had even promised to treat the two of you if all three of you ended up crossing paths together.
Which is why it had hurt terribly when the news of Ace's death reached you.
Even worse that it had been the premise of your long awaited reunion with Luffy.
Luffy had already been residing at Rusukaina for about a month at that point, training rigorously with Rayleigh.
Hancock had not been shy while showing reluctance to your arrival, but she could barely retort when Luffy held you for hours, sobbing into your shoulder.
That had been the only day he took a rest from training, preferring to be in your company and helping you settle in.
After that, forming a relationship had come easy for the two of you. Falling asleep in each other's arms, watching him train, tending to his wounds, sharing stolen kisses.
You hadn't even hesitated when he asked you to marry him in passing. It was another quiet evening when he asked you in conversation, and you agreed.
The two of you married quietly with the help of Boa Hancock (much to her disdain).
No ceremony, no dress, no extravagance. Just two rings and a feast.
And when the two years had come to an end, Luffy had tried one last time to recruit you, only to be met with rejection.
He had just grinned in understanding.
You didn't join him to his trip to Saobody, despising that place.
Rather, you stayed at Amazon Lily for approximately two weeks, planning your journey ahead.
About 3 months later, Luffy's name flooded the papers.
3 Million Berries. An Emperor Of The Sea. His new appearance. Defeat of Kaido and Big Mom.
You had so much to talk about, but no means to do so.
He didn't have a personal Den Den Mushi, nor did you know his ship's contact.
The Vivre Card had long been forgotten somewhere, so your best bet was to predict the Straw Hat's future route.
Although you weren't excited to go to Egghead, you knew there couldn't be any other destination for the Straw Hats.
You had stopped at this island because the ship from Wano only went so far. For Egghead, you would have to get on another ship.
But now, you couldn't be happier to have finally met Luffy. It had saved you a trip.
Walking beside him, he keeps your hand intertwined with his.
“You got taller somehow.” you say, studying him now that the initial rush had settled.
“I did?”
“Yes. And bigger.”
“I’m strong now!” he said proudly.
“I can tell. You almost broke my ribs.”
He laughed again, that same bright, careless sound. “SHISHISHI!”
You gain a smile before losing it a moment later.
“I saw your new bounty,” you added.
“Oh yeah?” he said, completely casual. “It’s big, right?”
“Three Billion Berries, Luffy.”
“Yeah! I am an Emperor now!”
You narrowed your eyes slightly. “It's not just your bounty, Luffy.”
“Hm?”
“The picture.”
He tilted his head.
“You look… different,” you said carefully. “White hair. Different expression. Almost like-”
“Oh! That!” he perked up immediately, like you’d asked him something fun.
“That’s when I’m the most free!”
Your eyebrows knit in bewilderment, your steps slowing down without realizing.
“…That explains nothing.”
“It’s my form, I guess,” he said, stretching his arms behind his head casually.
“When I feel the most free, that’s what I look like!”
You stared at him, realizing that he had awakened his Devil Fruit.
You shook your head slightly at his familiar indifference.
“…You’re ridiculous.”
He grinned. “Yeah!”
Somehow, the answer made perfect sense.
Most of the day had been spent eating and chatting. Your pockets had been drained (not that you minded) with the amount of food Luffy insisted on trying.
It was ridiculously late at night, streets empty and quiet. And Luffy was looking for something sweet to end his day.
"Nothing will be open now, Luffy. All shops have already closed for the day."
"But I want dessert!!"
"You should head back to your crew. They must be worried."
Standing in front of a closed bakery, he grins in sucess.
"My crew can handle themselves! They're super strong! You should meet them!" He says walking towards the door.
Clutching the handle, it breaks off in one swift motion.
"Luffy! Why did you do that?!" You shout in a whisper, evidently mad at him.
"Whatttt?? I will leave some money for them!" He whines.
"What money, Luffy? Your pockets are empty!"
"You're my wifey. So your money is my money! Shishishi!" He walks into the bakery and you quickly follow behind him.
You roll your eyes, letting out a sigh as he digs through their packaged food.
You, on the other hand, shut the door and draw all the blinds, hoping to shield your husband's theft from any potential passersby.
You suppose you couldn't be too mad at his actions. He was a pirate after all.
The curtains were thin, allowing the moonlight to pass through it without any resistance.
You took a seat on one of the tables, watching Luffy scarf down his dessert of packaged puff pastries.
He sat on one of the chairs surrounding your table, holding out a pastry towards your face for you to have.
You eat it slowly, admiring your husband closely.
By the time you were done with your serving (which was like less than a minute), Luffy had exhausted all the bakery's puff pastries.
Finally, patting his stomach in satisfaction, he looked up at you.
"Where are you staying?" He inquired.
"There's an inn close by. Would you like to come with me? Or will you be returning to your ship?"
He rubbed his chin in thought for a moment before slamming his hand on the table.
"Of course I'll come with you!"
You smiled. "Great!"
"Ah!" Luffy's eyes widen in joy, taking a closer look at your face.
"What is it?" You tilt your head in confusion.
And instead of answering, he bursts out into laughter.
"AHAHAHHAHAHAHAH! YOU HAVE FROSTING ON YOUR FACE! AHAHAHHAHA"
He laughed slamming his hand on the table repeatedly.
You burn with embarrassment and anger, placing your palms on your cheeks.
"Luffy! Stop laughing!!"
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!"
"Luffy!!" You were beyond irritated, wiping at your face to see if he was being truthful.
"Shishishi! You're so silly! You're not even close!" He stands up, giggling now, and he stands in front of you.
Before you can reprimand him, he leans in and takes a swipe at the corner of your mouth with is tongue.
"Got it~! Shishishi..." He teases excitedly, standing close to you.
You pout, hitting his exposed chest softly as he naturally makes himself comfortable standing between your legs.
Silence falls over.
Luffy doesn’t step back; he just stays there, close enough that you can feel the warmth of him, the steady rise and fall of his breathing, the faint sweetness still lingering between you both.
His grin fades into something softer.
He just… looks at you.
Like he forgot what he was doing a second ago.
“…You taste sweet,” he says, quieter now.
Your breath catches a little at that— stupid, simple words.
His hand comes up again, thumb brushing where he’d just licked, like he’s checking if he missed something.
He hadn't, but he doesn’t move away either.
And neither do you.
His grip shifts, fingers curling lightly at your waist, pulling you just a little closer.
He needs you closer.
"I reallyyy missed you. baby."
"Me too."
You lean into it without thinking, and that’s all it takes.
He pulls you in.
The kiss isn’t playful. It’s a little messy.
Maybe even a little too much.
You could tell he’s been thinking about it longer than he should have.
You exhale softly into the kiss, your hands finding his shoulders, gripping just slightly as you lean into him, closing whatever space is left between you.
He makes a small sound against your mouth, low, almost like he forgot where he was for a second.
“WHAT?!” Nami’s voice rang across the deck, sharp enough to make Chopper flinch.
It hit them all at once.
Luffy hadn’t come back.
Not after hours. Not after sunset. Not even now, when the island had gone quiet and the sea had settled into that slow, late-night stillness.
“…we forgot,” Usopp said slowly, like he couldn’t believe it himself.
Franky crossed his arms, frowning. “SUPER forgot.”
Brook tilted his head. “How unfortunate. Though, to be fair, our captain does have a habit of wandering off—”
“That doesn’t mean we just leave him out there!” Nami snapped.
Chopper’s ears drooped, anxiety written all over his face. “You don’t think he was really kidnapped, do you?”
“I highly doubt that, dear,” Robin said gently, resting a hand on his head. “Our captain is very strong. So don’t worry, okay?”
“But still…” Chopper mumbled, unconvinced.
Zoro, who had been leaning against the railing with his eyes half-closed, let out a quiet huff.
“If someone did try to kidnap him, I feel bad for them.”
Sanji exhaled smoke, brows slightly furrowed as he looked toward the dark outline of the island.
“Yeah… but he’s been gone a while.”
Jinbe, who had been standing near the helm, spoke calmly, his voice steady against the tension.
“Luffy is not one to be easily overpowered. However… it is unlike him to stay away this long without reason.”
That was enough to set Nami off.
She clicked her tongue, already grabbing her staff.
“That’s it. We’re not waiting around anymore.”
Everyone looked at her.
“We’re going to look for him,” she said firmly.
“Before he causes trouble, or worse, gets himself into something we have to fix. With MY MONEY!”
Sanji stepped forward immediately. “Of course, Nami-san. I’ll go with you.”
Robin smiled softly. “I’ll join as well.”
Zoro pushed himself off the railing with a quiet sigh.
“Tch. Someone’s gotta drag him back.”
“Good,” Nami said, nodding once. Then she turned to the rest of the crew.
“The rest of you stay here,” she ordered. “If he comes back while we’re gone, don’t let him leave again.”
“Aye aye!” Usopp saluted, though he still looked uneasy.
Chopper nodded quickly. “Be careful!”
Brook clasped his hands together. “May I request a full report when you return? For… research purposes.”
“NO,” Nami said instantly.
Franky grinned. “We’ll hold down the Sunny.”
Jinbe gave a small nod. “We will remain here and keep watch. Do not worry.”
Nami didn’t wait any longer.
“Let’s go.”
And just like that, the four of them headed back toward the island, completely unaware of what, exactly, they were about to walk into.
"Ohh-!"
Yeah. Definitely not something you'd want to witness.
Luffy had gotten comfortable between your legs, shamelessly inhaling you as he bit down on the flash of your inner thigh.
You were naked from the bottom, your top and innerwear hiked up to bare your chest for him.
He fondled you effortlessly, hands kneading your tits as though he was moulding something out of it.
Your thighs rested on his shoulder, making it easy for him to continue the movements of his hands as he pushed forward, tongue meeting your heat, cooling down the fever just a tad.
An arm rested over your eyes, as your other hand overlapped Luffy's on your breast.
"Mphm-! Lu-!"
His tongue works overtime now, making up for lost time. The time away from his lovely wife.
Luffy worked feverishly between your thighs, lapping at your dripping sex with unbridled enthusiasm. His tongue delved deep, parting your glistening folds to plunge inside your tight, clutching heat.
Luffy's hands kneaded your breasts roughly, fingers sinking into the soft, pliant flesh. He seemed fascinated by the way your nipples pebbled under his touch, straining against his palms.
"Hahahhh-! It's even wetter than before!" Luffy chuckles with a stupid grin, tongue lolling out to take a languid lick across your pussy.
Sex had always been a confusing topic for both of you.
Yes, you had been intimate on numerous accounts, but coming into a new marriage and never having been close to each other in that way, you had a lot to learn.
So, you both would stay up late after your training sessions, learning each other's bodies and understanding what the other liked,
But right now, all of that was forgotten. The movements, the pattern, the rhythm. All of it.
You just did what felt right in the moment. And for Luffy, that was his face stuffed in your cunt.
"Feel good?" He questions with his tongue flat on your clit, hands circled around your thighs, and keeping them open.
"Mhm-!"
Your fingers curled into his hair, gripping tightly as you bucked your hips instinctively, seeking more of that delicious friction.
Luffy's tongue returned to your clit, swirling and flicking over the sensitive nub with focused intensity. He could feel your thighs trembling around his head, your body quaking with the force of your pleasure.
His own hands gripped your thighs tighter, fingers digging into the supple skin as he held you in place, stopping you from crushing his skull in your squirms of ecstasy.
"Mmmph, you taste yummy." Luffy murmured softly against your folds.
Luffy's tongue continued its relentless assault, lapping and suckling at your aching clit with single-minded focus. He could feel your body tensing, your walls fluttering around his invading muscle as he pushed you closer to the edge.
Your fingers tangled desperately in his hair, nails raking across his scalp as you clung to him, anchoring yourself against the impending tidal wave of sensation.
"Ahhh, Luffy! I...I can't..." you gasped out, voice ragged and breathless.
Your chest heaved, breasts bouncing slightly with each thrust of Luffy's head between your thighs.
The arm draped over your eyes clenched into a fist, knuckles turning white as you struggled to ground yourself amidst the pleasure.
Luffy just chuckled, the sound rumbling through you, vibrating your core. He could feel your body's desperation, your need for release.
But he was far from done with you, far from ready to let you find solace.
His tongue flicked rapidly over your clit, alternating between hard, pointed jabs and soft, sensual strokes, keeping you suspended in a state of agonizing bliss.
He seemed insatiable, hungry as he always is.
As his mouth worked tirelessly, two of his fingers sneakily pushed past your entrance, sinking knuckles-deep into your tight, clinging cunt.
"Just cum babyyy~ Wanna taste you already..."
With those words, he doubled his efforts, fingers pumping harder and faster, tongue lapping and suckling with wild abandon.
The obscene sound of your pussy squelching filled the bakery, mingling with your ragged breaths and Luffy's appreciative groans.
He could feel your body tensing, your walls fluttering wildly around his invading fingers as he brought you over the edge.
You spasm around him, allowing him to retract his fingers and lap up whatever you had to offer.
Your pants quiet down, relaxing against his tongue as your orgasm dies down.
Finally pulling back, he admires his handiwork.
His face was flushed, eyes glazed with lust as he took in the sight of your dripping pussy, swollen and slick with arousal.
Drool dripped down his chin, mingling with your juices as he grinned stupidly up at you, very pleased with your reaction.
"I could eat you for hours and never get bored of it!" He chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrated through his chest.
Luffy's hands moved to the waistband of his shorts, fingers fumbling for a moment before he tugged them down just enough to free his aching cock.
It sprang out, hard and thick, flushed a deep, already leaking at the tip.
Your hands moved on their own accord, wrapping around his length, stroking the smooth, silky skin that felt like velvet over steel.
"Oh, Luffy, please..." you whimpered, voice ragged and breathless.
Your body was still trembling, your core aching for fulfillment.
"Hurry..." you begged, the urgency in your voice rising as the reality of your situation sank in.
You were in a closed bakery, in public, in the dead of night.
Luffy grinned, his eyes widening at your desperate plea.
He may have been oblivious to some things, but he certainly wasn't deaf to the need in your voice.
With a newfound sense of urgency, he gripped your hips, fingers sinking into the soft flesh of your rear.
"Okayy~" Luffy chuckled, the tip of his cock nudging against your slick folds, teasing you with the promise of what was to come.
"Don't worry, I'll give it to you real good, baby."
Without further preamble, he thrust his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth stroke.
A low, guttural groan tore from his throat as your tight, wet heat enveloped him, squeezing him like a velvet vice.
Your back arched off the cold wooden surface of the table, fingers scrabbling for purchase on the smooth, cool surface.
"Ohhh, Luffy!" you cried out, voice echoing mercilessly.
The sensation of being so suddenly filled, so completely stretched around his thick length, was almost too much to bear. Your walls fluttered and clenched, adjusting to the sudden intrusion.
Luffy started to move, hips pumping in a steady, relentless rhythm.
The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin burned your ears, mingling with your ragged breaths and Luffy's grunts of exertion.
"Hah, you feel- ngh-! ohhh-!! so g-good-!!" Luffy panted, hips never faltering in their tempo.
You could feel every ridge, every vein, the silky skin stretched taut over the thick column of his cock as he drove into you again and again.
Luffy leaned down, capturing your lips in a searing kiss. It was sloppy, passionate, and filled with a hunger that stole your breath away.
His tongue plundered your mouth, tangling with yours, swallowing your cries of ecstasy as he fucked you with a fervor that bordered on feral.
Perhaps it was your time apart, or that you usually fucked in a more personal setting, but you had forgotten a crucial thing.
Luffy...gets loud.
"OH! OH! OH! HAHH! You- Ohh-!!" He panted, voice ringing out loud and clear.
"I c-can feel you squeezing me-! Baby-! Amaz-! ing!!"
His words were punctuated by the slapping of skin on skin, the lewd, wet sounds of your bodies joining in carnal bliss.
He seemed fascinated by the way your breasts bounced with each powerful thrust, by the way your body jiggled and shook under him.
Luffy's eyes were wide, drinking in the erotic sight of you lost in pleasure.
Your cheeks were flushed, sweat gathering on your forehead as your face twisted to one of pure sex.
Giddy, he leans down to pepper kisses across your face, biting your burning cheek lovingly.
"Hah, yes, yes! Luffy-! hahh-!."
He leaned down, nipping and sucking at your neck, leaving a trail of red marks in his wake.
Luffy's enthusiasm was infectious, his sheer joy at bringing you pleasure written all over his face.
He was a man who wore his heart on his sleeve, and right now, his heart was screaming with a primal, all-consuming desire to make you feel the same, if not more, pleasure that he felt.
"Close-! Luffy-! Clos—!!" Your legs tightened around his waist.
Just as he heard your breathy warning, he felt your velvet walls suddenly clamp down around him, fluttering wildly before seizing up completely.
Your body went rigid beneath him, back arching sharply as a silent scream caught in your throat.
"Ohhh!" you gasped out, voice barely above a whisper as a sudden, intense orgasm overtook you.
Your cunt clenched down on him, gripping him like a silken, pulsing fist as your climax crashed through you without warning.
A gush of hot fluids flooded out around his cock, soaking his length and dripping down his thighs.
Luffy's eyes widened in surprise, brows shooting up to his hairline as he felt your sudden, quiet release.
"W-whoa...you're cumming already?" he asked, voice rising in pitch.
His fingers slowly rub your clit, aiding you to let it all out.
"Must've r-really missed me...!" He grins yet again.
Despite the unexpected swiftness of your orgasm, he didn't miss a beat, hips never faltering in their enthusiastic rhythm.
Your body trembled and shook beneath him, inner muscles milking his cock as the intense sensations washed over you.
Luffy could feel every clench and ripple, could sense the way your climax seemed to catch you off guard, sweeping through you before you had a chance to brace yourself.
"Hnghh-!! f-fuck!" he grunted, voice strained with the effort of holding back his own climax.
Sweat poured down his face, dripping onto your heaving chest as he loomed over you, eyes glazed and face flushed with desire.
You take his face into your hands, cupping his cheeks to steady him.
"Aaahh, baby, I'm...I'm getting close!" Luffy panted, words coming out in short, sharp bursts between each loud, drawn-out moan.
He was getting close...and loud.
You thought maybe the silent streets amplified the sound of his moans, but either way, it was desperately loud.
So loud that umm...well....
Nami walked ahead, her grip firm around the small piece of Luffy’s vivre card, watching as it trembled faintly and tugged her forward.
She didn’t say much, but her pace had quickened, her irritation from earlier now replaced with something sharper; unease, though she wouldn’t admit it out loud.
“He should be close,” she said after a moment, her voice lower now, more focused.
Sanji followed just behind her, his usual composure worn thin by the situation.
The cigarette between his fingers burned untouched as his eyes scanned the area, alert in a way that suggested he was already preparing for the worst.
Zoro walked a little to the side, one hand resting near his swords, while Robin moved with her usual calm.
The vivre card in Nami’s hand flickered wildly now, pulling them straight toward the source.
A closed bakery tucked with its windows covered by thin curtains.
And then it happened.
At first, it was just a dull sound from somewhere ahead. It echoed loud enough to make Nami stop mid-step.
“Did you hear that?” she asked, her voice hushed despite herself.
No one answered immediately, but they had all heard it.
Another noise followed almost immediately, louder than before. A rough, uneven groan that seemed to break halfway through, as though something had knocked the breath out of him.
Zoro’s hand moved, resting more firmly against the hilt of his sword as his eyes narrowed slightly.
“That wasn’t nothing,” he muttered.
Sanji’s gaze had already locked onto a building just ahead of them, his posture changing in an instant.
“It came from in there.”
They stood still for a moment, listening more carefully, and then it came again.
A sound that was unmistakably human this time.
Low. Strained. Dragged out in a discomforting way.
Nami felt something twist in her chest. “…that was Luffy.”
This time, no one questioned it. He was inside.
Sanji’s expression darkened completely, all traces of his usual charm gone as urgency took over.
“Someone’s got him,” he said, already stepping forward.
Zoro frowned, his grip tightening slightly. “That doesn’t sound like him fighting.”
Robin’s eyes narrowed just a fraction, her gaze fixed on the building ahead.
“No… it doesn’t."
Had someone really managed to restrain their captain? It seems so unlikely to them.
Sanji didn’t hesitate any longer.
“LUFFY!”
Sanji was already moving before anyone could say anything else, his foot planting firmly against the door as his voice rose with urgency.
The door didn’t stand a chance.
It burst open under the force of his kick, wood splintering as it slammed inward, the sudden noise cutting sharply through the quiet night.
The four of them rushed inside...
...and stopped.
Your turn your head abruptly in shock.
Your back was facing them, obscuring where you and Luffy were the most intimate.
Luffy, facing the door, halted in his moments, face still sweaty and eyes dazed.
"Oh. Hey guys!"
He greeted, as if his friends hadn't just caught him in the most obscene position ever.
Nami's voice came first.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Her shriek was so abrupt that it triggered your own panic.
"LUFFY! COVER ME!!" You exclaimed, completely humiliated.
"R-right!!" He panicked, doing the first thing he could think of.
His rubber arms elongated, circling around you in a giant hug.
"Not like- ughhh!!" You groaned, hiding your face in his neck.
Zoro turned away immediately.
Not even a second thought, just a hand to his forehead and a long, tired exhale.
"...I'm leaving," he muttered, already walking off like he hadn't seen a single thing.
Sanji completely lost it.
"LUFFYYYYYYYYY?!" he screamed, voice cracking as he whipped around, face burning red.
"YOU— WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?
Robin turned around as well, quietly chuckling into her hand.
"It seems our captain has been keeping secrets."
Usopp was the first to break.
"...There's no way," he said slowly, pointing at you like you might disappear if he blinked.
"There's no way this is real."
Chopper peeked from behind him, eyes sparkling with pure curiosity.
"She's real! She's real!! Luffy really has a wife!!"
"I told you I did," Luffy says picking at his nose as you slap it away.
"You NEVER told us that!" Nami snapped immediately, still not fully recovered from earlier.
"I have a ring too. SEE!" Luffy flaunted his wedding band, and you sighed, already predicting what's to come.
"YOU'RE WEARING IT ON THE WRONG HAND, DUMMY! HOW COULD WE HAVE KNOWN?"
Usopp scolds.
"No I'm not. [name] wears it on her right hand. See!"
Luffy justifies, holding up what was clearly your left hand, as evidence.
You chuckle awkwardly as Nami and Usopp start angrily knocking at his head.
"I am so sorry...that you had to see that." You apologized to Nami, knowing it was nothing short of traumatizing.
She just shyly rubs the back of her neck, throwing a few no problems your way.
Jimbe waves at you with a smile, which you reciprocate.
"It is good to see that you are well, Jimbe."
"You as well. I hope your travels have been safe, [name]. It has been a while since I visited Rusukaina."
"Visiting would have been futile since I have been at sea for the past two months."
Sanji stood off to the side, completely frozen, staring at you like you were some kind of divine being.
"She...is...married to Luffy..." he muttered under his breath, like the words themselves were impossible.
Franky let out a loud laugh. "SUPER unexpected!"
Brook clasped his hands together. "May I say, you are quite lovely! Though I must ask...may I see your pan—"
"DON'T YOU START NOW!" Nani knocks his head.
Luffy bursts out laughing, pulling you into him as he wraps his arm around your shoulder.
He gives you a big smooch, biting your cheek softly as you try to get out of his grasp.
Everyone felt like they had fainted at the sight.
Zoro just shook his head, already turning away, but the small smile on his face didn't go unnoticed.
Robin stepped forward with a gentle countenance.
"It's nice to meet you," she said, calm and warm, like this was the most natural thing in the world.
"You as well. I have been longing to meet all of you. I suppose introductions are in order?"
You smiled, looking at your husband's crew.
Luffy grinned, squeezing your hand a little tighter.
"This is my wife!" he announced proudly, like he'd been waiting to say it out loud.
Summary: Luffy just wants your attention, and the one thing he might like eating more than food, is you.
CW: 18+, smut, oral (fem reciving), squirting, use of the word babygirl. no use of y/n, use of the word cunt
Word Count: 1.5k
Song: Eat it - Megan Thee Stallion
Authors Note: In honor of season 2 coming out today! I wrote this in like 30 mintues so if there are any major mistakes i'm sorry! Anyways I hope you enjoy this and remember to let me know if you have any requests! xoxo
“Please baby…., pleaseeee, pretty please with a cherry on top!” the curly haired man squeaks.
“Luffy” you gawk out at the man in front of you, practically begging for your attention.
“What can possibly be so important right now that you have to interrupt me while I’m trying to document our last voyage” you scowl at him. You’re not really mad but there are times when Luffy gets so worked up that you need to tell him to dial it down.
You can tell that your tone got to him because he looks a little defeated which, if you knew Luffy, never happens.
“I….I just wanted your attention” he replies back to you and god you feel like an asshole. Your sweet, perfect, golden retriever boyfriend who quite literally looks at you like you’ve hung all the stars in the sky for him just wants your undivided attention.
You let out a sigh “I’m sorry luffy, Nami has been on me for not finishing this sooner and I guess I just got a little stressed. I didn’t mean to snap at you. You have my full attention as of now” you smile at him, hoping he can feel how genuine your words are.
As soon as the words leave your mouth he sports a suspicious looking grin on his face “you know what’s good for stress release?” he asks while moving closer to where you had been standing. Moving a piece of hair behind your ear he whispers “coming on my tongue”.
Your legs practically give out when you hear the dirty words leave his mouth. Despite giving off the innocent energy that he shows the world, Luffy has never been afraid to tell you exactly what he wants, and that includes what he wants in the bedroom.
“We…,we can’t, it’s the middle of the day. Everyone is up, what if they need you? Or worse, they hear us!” You gasp out, trying to hide the way your thighs just squeezed together to fight the urge to jump on him.
“C’mon babygirl, you know you want to. When’s the last time we’ve gotten to do this? I promise I’ll be quiet, and if you get too loud, I’ll cover your mouth. You can’t tell me you don’t want me to eat that pretty pussy. I want to, been craving it all morning” to seal his words, he places a light peck on your lips.
And god how can you say no to that? He’s not lying, you do want him. You always want him. And if he’s offering, you might as well take him up on it.
“Fine, but we have to stay quiet and try and make it quick, I would be mortified if anyone found out we were doing this right now!” you say as you grab his hand and drag him to your shared bed. You don’t even need to look back to see that he has a wicked grin on his face.
“I can make you come in minutes with my tongue, don’t doubt me” he winks as he lays you down and shimmies off your shorts and underwear. Not bothering to take off your top.
You can feel your heart sped up at the thought of your body being the only one exposed. It’s nerve wracking but also extremely hot. The fact that he wants to take care of your pleasure with nothing in return makes you unbelievably wet.
Positioning himself on his knees, hands flat on the bed he places soft kisses on the tops of your thighs, darting his tongue out ever so slightly and licking wet lines across your flesh.
Your breath hitches at the foreplay, Luffy now’s how to work you up. To get you to the point where you are begging for him, and before you practically yell at him for more, you feel his body shift so that he’s on his tummy and kissing the inside of your thighs.
“Luff, baby, please” you rasp out, wanting to feel his tongue on you
“Please, what babygirl?” He smirks up at you
“Please eat me out, want your tongue” you whisper, still aware that anyone could be listening.
He doesn’t respond to your request verbally but he does blow a woosh of cool air directly on your cunt. Then licks a long stripe up your pussy.
The contact makes you gasp, you want to close your thighs but his hand is practically prying them open.
Fuck you wisper and bite your lip, looking down at the messy locks of hair in between your thighs. His tongue is now circulating the bundle of nerves at the top of your cunt. Your eyes practically roll into the back of your head when you feel his lips wrap around your clit and suck.
One hand flies to your mouth to cover the noise that wants to come out and the other tangles in his hair, hoping he gets the hint to keep sucking on your clit.
He does, his sucks powerful and all encompassing. You feel so so good, he eats you out like a man starved. In the back of your head you think the one thing Luffy might like more than food is eating your pussy.
He alternates between sucking your clit and licking all over your cunt, making a mess of himself. You can see his pretty brown eyes looking at you and this makes you moan. The fact that he’s so entranced by you, makes your blood boil in the best way possibles
You feel his tongue enter your opening and you have to bite down on your fist to stop yourself from screaming. He’s practically drowning in your wetness, marveling in, the glimmer in his eyes show how much he likes it.
“Are you going to come for me, baby girl?” He questions, eyes looking up at you. His lips and chin shiny from your juices.
Nodding you tell him “I’m so close baby, just a little more” and it’s true, you are close but you never want this to end.
He smiles at you and dives back in, licking your clit like his life depends on it. You feel the familiar coil in your tummy start to tighten but also an unfamiliar sensation in your pelvis, a sort of pressure that almost feels like you have to pee. Before you can say anything, Luffy is flicking his tongue fast over your clit and you can’t even utter the words that you are going to come before you feel yourself clench down on nothing and a waterfall of liquid squirting out of you.
You have to be screaming, eyes closed shut, toes curled. Waves of intense pleasure coursing through you. Luffy continues to lick you through your intense orgasm.
When you finally come down from your high you look down at your boyfriend mortified, you just fucking squirted all over his face and moaned so loud that the entire ship heard you.
Opening your mouth to apologize, Luffy lunges up and kisses you. Hot, wet, and messy. You can taste yourself on him.
He’s panting when he talks “fuck that was so hot, did you know you could do that?” He questions.
“No I didn’t. I’m so sorry Luffy, that was so embarrassing. You just made me feel so good” your hands are now covering your face.
Prying your hands away Luffy shakes his head “No, no, no, absolutely not, that was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen, do you know how hard I am right now. I’m going to want to make you squirt every time now”
You smile at him, really a man as good as Luffy could never make you feel embarrassed. He moves to grab a towel when there’s a loud knock on the door.
“Yall done in there? Lunch is ready. Seems like you both are going to need some extra energy” Sanji yells out following it up with a laugh.
You let your head hit the backboard with a sigh “we are never going to live this one down are we” you ask
“Nope! But hey, at least they know how good I can make you feel” Luffy says excitedly, not giving a care in the world that all his best friends know what you guys were doing.
Honestly it was only a matter of time before they heard you. Next time you would be more prepared. Maybe it was time to invest in some better sound proofing.
❝Hiding your devil fruit from everyone is the only rule. Unless it's your crush.❞
PAIRING: Monkey D. Luffy ╱ fem!reader
TAGS: fluff, angst, the timeline starts at Thriller Bark and contains spoilers up to Egghead
WORDS COUNT: 13k
LOU'S NOTES: Hi! English is not my first language, so let me know if you see any mistake, I would be very grateful <3
The sea obeyed your voice.
Its waters danced and whispered just for you, caressing your feet and soothing your pains, thrilling your soul with its gentle mirages that carried you back home. Pleased to embrace you in its waves once more. Pleased with your return.
The sea waited for you for centuries. Patient. Longing. Tearful.
No soul had been born who could tame its ferocity. The times were divine, rushing to shore without coinciding with him could be a catastrophe. So it forced itself to endure. To tolerate the pain. To tolerate the desire to see him again.
It remained hidden under the wing of a specific family, protected by them on a remote island in Grand Line, for centuries without being disturbed. They passed the word down from parents to children, grandparents to grandchildren. That devil fruit, kept in a locked chest, with its peculiar conch shell shape that glowed in shades of blue and light blue, was not to be consumed.
The fruit would choose its bearer. Like no other, it would sing to attract whoever it desired, until it made them carry an unknown destiny. Anyone who coveted it wrongly would be punished.
And everyone learned to respect it.
You had always been curious. Why was your family the only one who knew about its existence and could take care of it, when there were so many others on the island? Why couldn't anyone else even get close enough to appreciate it? What was known about that devil fruit was passed on by word of mouth. Your aunt had told you about its appearance during a festival in the village, while dancing with laughter, one jump after another, to the rhythm of "don, don, don, don", but she didn't know if it was real either. Someone else had told her about it.
Your grandmother wouldn't let anyone near the old temple on the highest hill on the island. The task of caring for it was relegated to a few women in the family, those who had the gift of hearing. Hearing what? You thought it was nonsense. How could anyone hear a fruit? As a child, you couldn't make sense of it.
But curiosity kept you awake.
And you understood everything at the age of seven.
A festival to an ancient god was being celebrated in the village. Sitting on a bench —a tree trunk cut down by your father—, you admired those present. There it was again. That rhythm. That dance. It was fun, it was playful, it was free. The huge smiles on their faces were something that only that dance could give.
The dance of Nika.
They did it once a month, as if trying to call him, intending him to join in the fun if he saw them, and something inside you told you that this god would do just that. He would join them with a huge laugh. And the party would never end.
But what was happening here was more than just a party. It was a plea. The people of your village and your family believed that he would return to save them. And someone important would come with him.
You shook your head from side to side, playing with the fabric of your white dress when you heard it.
A melancholic voice sang melodies that pressed on your heart. You were too young to understand the longing behind that song, the pain of loss. Its slowness differed from the joy in Nika's rhythm.
You covered your ears, not wanting to hear any more. But it was calling you. It was making you get up from your seat against your will.
Under the watchful gaze of your grandmother, whom you could not see through the sea of people, you made your way towards the forest. The old woman heard the crying in that song, more intense than ever. It was different from what it always whispered to her. Now it was crying out for you.
You followed the path with a grimace. It was lit by small golden lanterns shaped like flowers. Despite your fear of being scolded for entering the forbidden area, you couldn't help but follow that voice. Its broken song gradually changed, becoming a little more cheerful. Enough so as not to break your heart. You wondered if this is what the song of the sirens sounded like, the ones you read about in your book, the ones who lived on gyojin island.
You stopped in front of the temple. How many minutes had it taken you to climb the hill? You had lost track of time while enveloped in those melodies.
Seeing it up close took your breath away. Tall marble pillars surrounded by ivy stood before you. A glass dome revealed the interior of the place, making your blood run cold.
A golden statue of a woman stood in the middle, surrounded by water. Would you sink if you approached it? Or would it be shallow, free to walk towards it? That woman looked up at the sky with her back to you, her arms outstretched, her fingers curved as if touching something.
Was she singing? Could a statue sing? Or was it...? You searched with your eyes until you found it. A chest rested at her feet, surrounded by vines. As if it had never been touched before.
But something in that voice asked you to. Something in that woman's position begged you for something.
You dipped your tiny feet into the water and a sigh of relief escaped from within you when the water only reached your hips. For an adult, it would reach their knees or lower.
You walked across the slimy ground covered in seaweed, pouting in disgust. Your grandmother protected this place, but it seemed she didn't clean it, given its condition.
The singing grew softer as you got closer. The moonlight made the statue look more beautiful, but its golden colour would shine brighter in the sun.
When you reached its feet, which were in front of your face, you raised your hands to the vines, pulling them off one by one. The chest, once freed, looked old. Conveniently, a key lay beside it. You shook your head in confusion. No one had stolen it in centuries, and you had made it there without anyone stopping you. What were they afraid of? It was silly to fear a fruit. Surely it had some foolish power, like the men on the reward posters that arrived every week. There were a few incredible powers, but there were also fruits that seemed bad to you.
You inserted the key into the lock, opening the chest carefully so as not to break it. You widened your eyes in amazement when you saw it. It shone in shades of blue and light blue, shaped like a seashell. So this was what the devil's fruit looked like. You took it in your hands, not knowing that you were being allowed to do so. Not knowing that your destiny was being forged.
Standing by the island's beach, with the celebration behind her, your grandmother smiled softly. The clock was ticking again.
He had already been born and consumed his fruit, and he had chosen you at the same time to accompany him.
With the sudden violence of the sea that night, the people dancing merrily and a little girl spitting in a temple alone, the old woman welcomed the goddess of the sea.
The "Hito Hito no Mi, model: Naia" had chosen its bearer.
Your growth since that night had been quite an adventure. Your grandmother had told you things, like the name of the fruit and where it came from. The reason why your family had protected it for generations and generations finally had an answer. You were direct descendants of Naia, but the goddess was jealous and refused to choose a woman before the time. You didn't know who she was waiting for, and the old woman didn't have a concrete answer. Only old beliefs that had been instilled in her, which she couldn't vouch for as being true.
But if you were there, in front of her, surrounded by fish that seemed to be talking to you, then there was a chance that he was also in another sea.
The longer you lived in the village, the more miracles happened. The famine ceased with the increasing abundance of fish. Your unconscious attracted large fish and beasts from the Grand Line, which were hunted to feed the villagers. They ate through tears, thanking the sun god for his help, without knowing who was really responsible.
Ships began to stop there. After four years, your voice began to attract sailors, bounty hunters, and pirates. With their visits, the families around you were able to support themselves. The imminent improvement in the standard of living among these villagers caught the attention of the world government. An island was rising and should not remain outside their hands, living according to their laws. Abiding by the rules was the best they could do.
However, no one could accept it. The hatred in their hearts consumed them alive. These people were not the kind who wanted to be protected by the marine or receive the light of the world government by paying tribute. No. These people had their beliefs, beliefs that those above despised. Beliefs for which they would seek to silence them.
Your grandmother knew that your devil fruit would bring trouble. If the legends were true, the search for your existence would be relentless.
A woman with the ability to control the sea was an aberration to everyone who admired her. A forbidden existence hidden like a myth.
But myths had an origin and, in turn, someone who tried to destroy them.
As a very young girl, you had no control over the sea. The strong emotions he was unaccustomed to sent him into a frenzy. Your cries stirred up hurricanes, impossible to stop until your heart was calm again. Your anger violently shook the waves, your sudden outbursts calling forth tsunamis.
Their frequency was not something that the world government —who kept their eyes on the island that was suddenly making a name for itself— could ignore. Marines disguised as sailors or ordinary tourists came and went, reporting what they saw. Was that island changing its magnetic field? After centuries of maintaining the same one? Or was something beyond their control happening?
It was after a huge earthquake and a subsequent tsunami, one that was out of the ordinary, with waves so big that they flooded the coast and left the island without a port, that your grandmother made the decision to expel you. CP0 began prowling the area when you were seventeen. They walked around looking at all the women, with instructions to pay special attention to the youngest ones.
Any who showed abnormalities. Any who seemed to interact unnaturally with the sea. Any who talked to fish.
The one who could be the woman the five elders wanted desperately.
Your grandmother, your aunt, and your mother did everything in their power. Sooner or later, those government agents would find the temple to the goddess Naia, confirming the suspicions of the celestial dragons. That temple, that golden statue facing the sun, was the only one in the world.
Those who knew her believed she had died, leaving no trace of her passage through life, a woman who would never set foot in such a rotten place again. But there she was, laughing in their faces, always hidden, always waiting for the right moment to return.
The three women in your family knew that news of such magnitude would not sit well. Everyone was in danger, not just you. And they were willing to face them as long as they could be reunited.
Your mother pulled you by the hand, all of them covering their mouths to stifle their tired gasps. The forest was the village's domain, illuminated in every corner, trees marked to indicate the paths back home. Your aunt carried a bag of clothes and your grandmother led the way.
They came upon a flooded coastline. Four villagers were holding onto tree trunks, pulling on ropes tied to the boat to keep it steady. They had placed two barrels of provisions inside. You looked at everyone in alarm, not knowing what to say, not wanting to leave.
This island was your home. Everyone had watched you grow up. Why did you have to leave everything behind? Just because of an ancient legend that no one knew was real?
The old woman placed her hands on your cheeks after your aunt had wrapped the bag around your body.
"You must flee, child." She whispered.
You shook your head, frightened. Yes, your devil fruit seemed to control the sea, but you had never sailed. You had never gone out into the world. And you would not be going out onto a calm sea. You lived in Grand Line, and out there were fearsome pirates, the yonko sailed those waters.
"It's for your own good. And for the good of the world." She tucked your hair behind your ear with trembling hands. "One day you'll understand."
"I don't want to go." You whispered, looking at your mother pleadingly.
"It is Naia's will." Your grandmother called your attention again. "You, Y/N, must continue living."
Naia, that mythical goddess again. What did it matter if you were her chosen one for something you couldn't understand?
"Lie. Don't talk about your devil fruit. Don't reveal it to anyone. That way you can survive." Your mother's words squeezed your heart.
"Don't worry about us, we'll be fine." Your aunt said with a smile.
"Destiny will bring the two of you together." Murmured the older woman.
Her kisses on your forehead, the calm sea as the villagers lifted you onto the boat, their hands waving in the distance, your uncontrollable crying.
You didn't know how long you had cried as the small boat sailed on its own course. The sea remained calm around you as it carried you as far away as possible from your native island. An island where government agents searched relentlessly for a young woman who fit the description, interrogating and silently murdering those who refused to cooperate.
At some point, your eyes closed after crying for so long, each tear altering the sea around your island, unknowingly embracing the lifeless bodies of many girls you called your friends, as well as those of adults and elderly women. Among them, your family.
All protecting a goddess who would help a new dawn arrive.
Usopp prepared his bait, ready to catch something. They hadn't put anything in the aquarium for days. Luffy had put another shark in, and it had eaten all the fish, leaving them without provisions, without meat. Their captain was more unbearable than ever, and he had only gone a day and a half without eating meat.
He cast his line, humming his song as he tapped his feet. The sun burned his skin, and the sea seemed particularly calm that day. Would he catch anything if no fish came near the worms he had stolen from Robin's garden?
Zoro left his weight on the ground, opening the window of the crow's nest.
"Oi, there's something shining in the water." He announced.
Usopp raised his fishing rod, looking for his binoculars. Nami and Robin put down their magazines and books and stood up.
"Something shiny? Treasure?" Nami asked, smiling.
"I want to see!" Luffy shouted, opening the kitchen door. His rubber arms stretched out to the deck railing, throwing himself towards it to get there faster.
Robin smiled as she watched him jump up and down excitedly. Soon the others arrived, crowding around the railing. Chopper was lifted up by Zoro, who sat him on his shoulder so he could see better. Sanji stood next to them, smoking.
"We have to catch it!" Said Luffy.
"Oi, Luffy, wait." Usopp murmured, placing a hand on his shoulder. "First we need to see what it is from a distance."
"We can always throw it back into the sea." Added Robin.
"You're so scary!" Shouted Usopp.
"Luffy, bring that shiny thing over here." Ordered Nami to the rubber boy, looking excitedly at the glint in the distance.
The captain's arms stretched out as far as they could, pulling the small boat towards the Sunny Go at a speed that the sea offered no resistance to. Refusing to protect her from him.
"I see barrels!" Chopper shouted.
"Super!" Franky celebrated.
"Will they have food? I hope it's in good condition." Said Sanji.
"I hope it's treasure..." Nami said dreamily, clasping her hands together with a huge smile.
"I hope it doesn't kill us." Usopp lamented, thinking it was a trap.
"We can always throw it back into the sea." Robin repeated.
Luffy blinked, tilting his head to one side. Inside the boat was a girl, sleeping as if she weren't in the Grand Line. He pressed his lips together when he noticed the trail of tears on her cheeks. Her eyelashes were still wet, as if she had never stopped crying, even in her dreams.
"Chopper, we have to help her."
The seriousness in his tone alerted the crew. They looked closely, the sun no longer dazzling their eyes, revealing the figure trembling as she hugged a bag.
"We have to get her on board!" The crew's doctor ran to Franky after Zoro brought him down.
They all worked together without asking any questions yet.
There was a girl in their infirmary. A girl who had suddenly appeared amid those treacherous waters, sleeping as if she didn't care about the danger of her actions. A girl who was burning with fever while the little reindeer placed damp cloths on her forehead.
Sanji made tea for everyone while they waited for news from the doctor, curious about her identity.
"I checked her belongings. There was nothing with her name on it. Just clothes and food." Robin commented.
Nami tucked a strand of her short hair behind her ear and sighed.
"All we can do is wait for her to wake up."
"How did she survive?" Murmured Zoro, leaning against the kitchen wall with his arms crossed.
"It's a mystery. Falling asleep in Grand Line with all the pirates around who could have killed her..." Robin shook her head.
"Lucky we found her." Nami acknowledged.
Sanji was holding back, but the soft smile on his face and the multiple turns he made while serving tea told everyone how happy he was with the presence of another woman in the crew. The swordsman insulted him under his breath, earning himself a kick, and then starting a fight.
Everyone ignored them, accustomed to their behaviour. As the hours passed, uncertainty grew among those present. They continued with their activities while you were being treated. All that remained was to wait for you to wake up and tell them about yourself.
You opened your eyes slightly, looking around in confusion. It wasn't your boat. There was no captivating sky above you. There were no waves rocking your body to calm your crying.
You sat up a little on the examination table, leaning on one elbow. The two lamps that illuminated the area provided good lighting. On your left were two small shelves with bottles, their labels showing you the names of their contents. Medicines. Looking to your right, a single desk stood with more medical instruments. Laboratory tubes with different coloured caps, a stone mortar, many books and posters with drawings, from lungs to bones.
But what caught your attention most was the creature sitting in the chair. It looked like a stuffed animal. You had never seen anything like it on your home island.
"Oh! You're awake!" A shrill voice startled you.
Did that stuffed animal talk?
"What are you?" You asked, raising your eyebrows. "Can you talk? Where am I?"
"I'm the doctor for this crew." He climbed onto a stool next to you to examine you.
You seemed to be feeling better. Sanji could prepare something to boost your strength.
"A pirate crew?" You whispered fearfully.
The worst-case scenario was being captured by pirates. You mentally berated yourself for not being more careful. For falling asleep. For not begging harder to stay at home.
"Wait here." Said the little one, adjusting his tiny doctor’s coat as he left what looked like the infirmary.
You found him cute, but you weren’t going to admit it. You had to escape, not succumb to this creature. You found your sandals next to the examination table and put them on. You climbed down, making as little noise as possible, and opened the door again. You found yourself on the deck, its grass making you gasp, but you covered your mouth so as not to be discovered.
You had to survive. You had to hide. That's what your grandmother would have wanted. Your mother. Your aunt. They had all given you the chance to live. You just hoped they were all right.
You ran towards the deck in search of your boat, but growled when you didn't see it.
"Wait! Don't jump!" A female voice shouted behind you.
You turned around fearfully. A beautiful woman with short orange hair was approaching you slowly, careful not to scare you any more.
"I'm Nami. The navigator of this crew." She introduced herself with a sweet smile.
"Am I on a pirate ship?"
"We're not like other pirates." The woman assured you.
"We're good!" Shouted the doctor behind her. "And you shouldn't be out of bed. You could get sick again."
"My angel, allow this cook to be your slave and treat you like the princess you are." Said a man crouching in front of you with a bowl of soup. It smelled good. Did he say slave?
You blinked in confusion.
"Why don't you become my slave and, as your first order, jump off the ship?" Said a man with green hair and two katanas at his waist.
The blond's eyebrow twitched and he turned towards the swordsman, kicking him.
"You're going to scare her." Said a melodious voice. A woman with black hair and bangs looked at you with a sweet gaze.
"You're not going to kill us, are you?" Asked a man with a long nose hiding behind the black-haired girl.
"I thought you were going to kill me."
"Usopp is afraid of cockroaches. You could kill him with that before he tries anything." Teased the orange-haired girl.
"Oi, Nami, why are you telling her that!?"
You watched them interact for a few minutes. They were... funny. Like a little family. They didn't look like the pirates you read about in your books or in the newspaper. The dreaded Rocks D. Xebec, the mighty Whitebeard, the youngest yonko Shanks. They were all intimidating, with powerful crews, but these pirates were strange.
You smiled softly, unaware of the gaze of a certain rubber boy sitting on the lion's head.
His eyes, curious about the girl in front of him, tried to find something he had seen before. Some trace of those tears that soaked your cheeks, as if the pain you carried was greater than you wanted to show. What you hid inside you would one day explode, but until then, until you let him see it, he only wanted one thing from you.
"Join my crew!" He shouted from above. "That way you won't have to go on that little boat."
You looked up, and the air around you seemed unreachable, forbidding you to have it as you lost yourself in that smile, so bright as it melted into the setting sun.
It wasn't like you to trust so quickly. It wasn't like you to wander around with your eyes closed, without trying to figure out other people's intentions. But nothing in his gaze, in their gazes, showed you any hostility or malice. That young man who stood above everyone else as their captain had a calming aura. As if everyone would be fine by his side. As if even the greatest dangers could not disturb them with him by their side.
You knew you could have refused that day. Sailed alone until you found another island. But wherever you went, you would carry the danger with you.
And along with them, you discovered that the danger was represented by their captain.
On your first day after agreeing to join, everyone introduced themselves to you. The doctor was called Chopper, a cute blue-nosed reindeer who loved telling you medical facts, eating cotton candy, and hated the heat. He knew a lot about medicinal herbs and had an incredible dream.
The beautiful black-haired woman was Nico Robin, wanted by the World Government for being the only survivor of Ohara. She was an archaeologist and her knowledge of everything dazzled you. They told you that they had defied the World Government to save her life, and your heart beat faster.
If they knew that CP0 was after you, would they fight for you? Could you be that important to them?
The navigator, Nami, had been part of the crew from the beginning. She liked to buy pretty clothes and treasures. But what fascinated you most was her knowledge of the weather, her ability to anticipate the sea. You didn't need to announce the whispers of those waters if she could interpret them.
The long-nosed guy, Usopp, served as a sniper. His weapon confused you, forcing you to shut your mouth when you saw him use it. He never missed a single shot, always hitting the target. Nami and Robin would bet, and the short-haired girl always won because she trusted him.
The green-haired man was Roronoa Zoro, who had earned a reputation as a pirate hunter. He was serious and slept a lot, but when he laughed, he laughed heartily. He also had a strange obsession with annoying the blond man. The cook with the weird phrases and compliments, Sanji. His meals were a delicacy, and he had taken the time to ask you what your favourite was so he could make it and make you smile.
The man who only wore swimming trunks was the ship's carpenter, Franky. He had built the Sunny Go, and you considered it a work of art. You complimented the aquarium, and the area would possibly become your favourite.
And the captain, Monkey D. Luffy. That boy with his silly rubber devil fruit that made you smile. He was cheerful, playful, and funny. If everyone was here, he must be someone trustworthy.
Everything about him caught your attention.
As the days passed, you allowed yourself to feel comfortable around them. Perhaps this wasn't what your grandmother would have preferred, but if these people were enemies of the world government, then there was no safer place for you and your true identity.
No one could find a faceless girl with forbidden abilities, let alone imagine that she was now a pirate.
You told them what you could about yourself. Saying your name or talking about where you were born was not a challenge. These people did not judge you or pry into your past, not if it did not directly affect them. You discovered that they tolerated being mocked, but they did not tolerate anyone talking to or touching their friends. It was a silent respect for one another, a fondness that went beyond understanding. They were friends, they were where they needed to be. Where they belonged.
And just as everyone had their role in the crew, you couldn't really find yours.
They didn't force you to learn how to fight like an expert, but they wanted to teach you the basics so you could defend yourself.
You couldn't reveal the truth about your devil fruit. You had only mentioned that you had one, but you didn't know its powers. You had never used it to attack, as you had never been forced or needed to do so. You had never seen what it limited you to and what it promised you. With the "Hito Hito no Mi, model: Naia", you could only hear fish and sea creatures. And there was something else. Something you had discovered that embraced you in your darkest moments.
The addition of Brook —a skeleton who played various instruments and sang, which almost gave you a heart attack when you saw him— helped a lot to maintain a façade. His devil fruit had worked after he died. Everyone assumed that yours would awaken when the time was right.
Living day to day, joke after joke, disaster after disaster, was relaxing you.
You played with water pistols with everyone, shared clothes with Nami and Robin (and at night you spoiled each other with face masks and massages), you laughed at Sanji and Zoro's fights, rejected the cook's attempts to take you on a date, played guessing games about what was inside Chopper's laboratory tubes to make him smile, gave Brook ideas for songs while you drank tea together, joined in Franky and Usopp's shooting competitions, betting on who would hit the target. Always trusting the sniper, winning berries that you shared with Nami.
Luffy taught you your little training sessions to learn how to defend yourself. More than once he found you staring at him blankly, thinking you didn't understand how to throw a good punch, when in reality you were just mesmerised. Enchanted by his joy. By his smile. By his disposition. By his beauty.
"You have to bring one arm back and then push with the other! Like this!" He said, frowning in concentration.
Nami and Robin watched them, both leaning against the railing on the upper floor, outside the room the three of you shared.
"Luffy always gets like this when he decides to take on a pupil..." Sighed the navigator. "Luffy, Y/N isn't a kung fu dugong!"
The rubber boy looked at you.
"You're not going to make it?" He lamented, lowering his arms. "Zoro! Lend her one of your katanas!"
"No way." Muttered the swordsman without opening his eyes, trying to sleep.
Preparing your mind and body to improve your defence, those weak blows you used to deliver, was something you never imagined you would have to do when you lived in your village. Keeping up with your captain and the crew's cook was torture. Kicks to the head, hips, legs. Punches to the chin, stomach, nose. They were trying to teach you something you could use in a complex situation, if you didn't have time to hide. Which seemed silly to you.
Luffy's dream was to become the pirate king.
A noble dream. A dream for the brave.
He talked to you about freedom, about how the freest man in the world would be the one who became the pirate king, and you listened to him. He would sit next to you after training, when Sanji left them alone to prepare a snack at sunset. The rubber boy talked about everything and nothing. The words flowed from him as if from an inexhaustible source.
In a short time, you got to know his older brother, Ace, who, impressively, was the commander of Whitebeard's second division. A certain Dadan who raised them both alongside some mountain bandits. A young woman named Makino who always brought them clothes and taught them manners. His grandfather Garp, who served as a vice admiral in the marine and always wanted to force him to join. The yonko Shanks, who was the original owner of his straw hat, with whom he had a mission to return it when he surpassed him. And his brother Sabo, who died as a child and whom he missed madly.
Luffy talked and talked, filling your silences, smiling at you when you said something. Patiently waiting for you to talk about yourself. Eagerly waiting for you to open up. For your freedom by his side. Because that was what he wanted most for his friends. For them to be free.
But what chance of freedom could he give them if he was suffering so much?
His reality hit him like cold water. He was there, and yet he wasn't.
His world was falling apart.
He had lost them all in Sabaody. He believed he was strong, he believed he could overcome anything with enough courage, with enough confidence. If he had them by his side, he could overcome anything that came his way. He would fight for his dream, for the dreams of his friends, for the dreams of the people he met along the way.
He would do everything possible to put a smile on their faces.
So why were they determined to take his smile away? Why did they make them disappear before his eyes? Why did they let him smile broadly when he saved his brother, only to force him to hold him in his arms as he whispered his last words? Why did they have to kill Ace? Why?
Luffy was devastated. Those who were present when he awoke heard his cries of agony in the jungle. His pleas for Ace. His questions about his whereabouts.
He banged his body against the trees. His head against the rocks. He cried uncontrollably, asking, begging, pleading. A soft "thank you for loving me" repeated over and over in his mind, breaking him as he hugged himself.
It was Jinbe who pulled him out of the constant spiral his thoughts were caught up in. The doubts that gnawed at him were stagnating. Luffy wanted to be strong. He wanted to be strong enough not to lose anyone else. He wanted to be strong enough to carry his brother's will with him so that one day he could look up at the sky and smile at him, showing him that he had succeeded. He had become the king of pirates.
The news of Whitebeard's and his commander's deaths spread around the world. It received positive reactions from those who feared them and had been harmed by them. Fear spread throughout the territories that had been protected by this powerful crew. But those who suffered the most were the small family who had raised and watched these brothers grow up in Foosha.
Holding the newspaper in your hands, you read and reread the news. Just like everyone else in the crew, you wanted to be by his side. You could feel where he was. The sea whispered it to you, and you were impulsive. You never measured your actions. You never said enough to yourself. So you stole a small boat on that desolate island where you had ended up after their separation in Sabaody.
You let the sea guide you without a log pose, leading you to your captain. After a few days, you ignored the new newspaper announcing that Luffy had returned to the scene of the tragedy. Two years. You would all be reunited in two years. But you couldn't not go to his side.
You wanted to give him something to hold on to. Something that would give him calm and strength while everyone waited for their reunion.
The sea beasts cleared your path and escorted you somewhere. It took you three days to reach a jungle island. You got off your boat, nervously smoothing your white shirt. You trusted the sea. It wouldn't be wrong. But if Luffy was in this place, how would you get to him without being killed by one of those beasts growling in the distance? Sanji had taught you a few kicks, and your captain a few punches, but you were still weak.
This island was covered in vegetation. The trees stood proudly, as tall as if they were competing with each other to be the first to reach the sunlight. The plants with strange leaves were striking, to the point that something in your mind told you not to touch them. And in the distance, threatening to erupt, you could see three volcanoes.
You entered the jungle, startled by the sound of quick, heavy footsteps running towards you. You looked to your side and your scream echoed through the trees.
A larger-than-normal tiger was approaching you, baring fangs as long as your arm. You froze in fear, falling to the grass as you closed your eyes when it lunged to bite.
"Young lady? I don't know how you got here, but this is no place for beautiful girls."
You opened your eyes when death did not come, and instead there was an elderly man adjusting his glasses in front of you, smiling sideways. The tiger lay between you both, unconscious.
"Old man Rayleigh! Where are you?"
The speed with which you stood up impressed the man in front of you, whose name was Rayleigh. Rayleigh? You looked at him again. He closed his eyes, a gentle smile on his face, crossing his arms. You had read about him. You had read everything about the pirate king and his crew.
"Huh? Y/N?" You looked behind the dark king and there he was. Your captain, completely bandaged, looking at you in surprise. "Y/N!"
His movements were, all in all, normal. He didn't use his powers as he ran towards you and wrapped you in his arms. He seemed to be careful with his body, and he certainly needed to be.
"What are you doing here? How did you get here? How are the others? We were supposed to meet in two years!" His excited voice as he pulled your body close to his using what little strength he had devastated you.
You hugged him back, careful not to disturb any areas where the injury was more severe. You felt a slight tremor in his body as he asked a thousand questions, not giving you time to answer.
Rayleigh watched the two of you thoughtfully, Jinbe joining him at his side, having felt a sudden calling.
"I came by boat." You whispered.
"The little boat? That's dangerous." Said Luffy.
"Young lady, you crossed the Calm Belt and overcame all those sea beasts in a simple boat? You must be very strong." Rayleigh inquired.
"It's not that." Jinbe wanted to say, but the words reached no one but you in your mind.
Your eyes quickly found him, and he smiled at you.
"Oi, Y/N, Y/N, are you going to stay?" Luffy asked with a huge smile, capturing your full attention.
"No. I'd be interrupting whatever is going on here."
"You need to train, you're still weak." He teased.
"I'm not!" You complained.
But you were. The right-hand man of the Pirate King and the first son of the sea smiled amusedly. One, knowing the whole story. And the other, having grown up with a legend.
The sun and the sea belonged to each other. And the sun and the sea were unknowingly facing each other.
"If you don't mind, I have a proposal for you, miss Y/N." Said the gyojin.
Luffy and you stopped arguing and looked at him.
"I would like to train you in gyojin karate."
"Gyojin karate? I'm bad with my fists." You muttered, embarrassed.
"That would be great, Jinbe!" Said Luffy, picking his nose. "But doesn't it only work with gyojin? Will she turn into a mermaid?"
"She'll make it work better than anyone else." Said Rayleigh, walking towards a campfire. "I'll give you a month to talk and for Luffy to recover. Then you'll leave with Jinbe. Is that alright with both of you?"
Luffy nodded, dragging you by the hand towards the campfire.
In a month, he and you grew closer. You discovered all kinds of beetles, a hobby of his that you loved. You made them fight, betting on which one would win, groaning in frustration when you lost. You could never beat him when he had the advantage of knowledge over you.
You fought over the food Rayleigh hunted, receiving teasing from the adult who quickly grew fond of you. In his eyes, you were a sweet girl who needed to bring out that hidden strength. Jinbe only scolded Luffy when he bit your hand before you could take some meat.
It caught your attention how in the mornings your captain was a cheerful boy, giving a huge smile to anyone, but at night he would break down. You slept separately. Rayleigh used to cover him with his cape, and Jinbe covered you with his. But when no one was looking, when they went to the island's shore to talk in private, Luffy would move.
He sought refuge in your arms. He didn't ask for permission. He didn't ask questions. He didn't speak. All you felt were his bandaged arms wrapped around your waist and his face against your chest. If tears wet your shirt and silent sobs shook his body, you said nothing. You stroked his hair silently until he fell asleep, and only after making sure he was, did you sleep yourself.
It was the morning after a nightmare woke him up that you made your decision.
You had done this three or four times in your life. You weren't sure you could do it, but that was the only reason you had visited Rusukaina.
On the shore, you took off your sandals and put your feet in the water. The weakness of seawater, which must bother all users of the devil's fruit, never bothered you. When they said it was an anomaly, this was why.
You stretched your hand out over the water and it rose just ten centimetres. You clenched it into a fist and opened it again. Fifteen centimetres. You closed it again and the water fell, splashing as it formed a puddle. A puddle in the sea. The water was mirrored, confirming your success.
"How can you be there if you ate a devil fruit?"
You looked up, frightened.
Luffy looked at you confused, his head tilted to one side and his lips pursed.
"You didn't eat one then?"
"Luffy..."
"I saw you lift the water."
"It must have been your imagination." You said, smiling nervously.
"No. Earlier on the Sunny Go, I saw you attract the fish. I thought it was Camie, but Camie doesn't eat her friends."
You remained silent.
"It must be great to be able to swim with a devil fruit!" He laughed as he approached you. "What were you doing with the water? Something like fium and splash!"
You scratched the back of your neck while the bandaged boy moved his hands in exaggerated movements. That was just how he was. And you were becoming more attached to him than usual. The way he explained things with the sounds they made made you smile.
"If I tell you, it will be a secret between us."
"Are you going to show me your treasure?" He asked, his eyes sparkling.
"Something like that."
You took his hand, pulling him close to you. You both looked out at the puddle in the sea, so much like a mirror.
With the end of the month and the promise to meet again in two years, you parted ways. The truth about your devil fruit was kept by your captain, who smiled happily at learning more about you. Happy at how little by little you were opening up to them. To him.
He begged you for different tricks with water, bursting into laughter when the sea water weakened him. He understood why Jinbe had to be the one to train you, eager to know how strong you would be in two years. He was saddened when, at night, he no longer had your warmth by his side and your caresses on his hair to soothe his pain and trauma.
But he took refuge in your gift.
That puddle you had created in the sea was trapped in a seashell. You had taught him how to take the enchanted water out and put it back in, with no limit on its use.
He believed it was the best thing in the world after his hat, his brothers, and his crew.
His lonely nights were filled with laughter by the sea. Laughter that had previously only existed in his memories, but which he could now hear and see. The puddle formed mirages, reflecting his memories.
He saw Ace. He saw Sabo. He saw the three of them running through Mount Colubo. Hunting, playing, fighting. He cried at everything he witnessed. Just hearing his brothers being happy, Sabo counting the points in their training sessions, Ace teasing him for being weak, his taunts at seeing his older brother embarrassed when receiving compliments from Makino. It all made his heart ache.
The two years passed more quickly than the crew had expected. The strength they had all gained, their new skills and their new appearances were something to be appreciated.
Your training with Jinbe on a remote island in order to hide your identity had been laborious. You were good at gyojin karate. Your devil fruit responded to you with ease now. You could defend yourself and attack without relying on others, but the adult had told you that you still had a long way to go. The Hito Hito no Mi would not stop there. You still had to awaken it. You still had to learn more with it, without limiting yourself. You could do anything you could imagine with enough determination.
You smiled amusedly when you saw Nami sitting at the bar, drinking alone. You approached her from behind, hugging her and whispering in her ear.
"Are you free tonight?"
The woman, now with long hair, shuddered when she recognised the voice and turned around with a smile.
"Y/N!" Her arms wrapped around you in a big hug. "It's been so long! You look amazing!"
"You look beautiful, Nami." You said, sitting down next to her with a smile.
"Ladies, would you like me to buy you a drink?"
You both turned towards the voice with disinterest, your expressions instantly changing when you recognised it. Usopp was smiling, looking more confident than ever. Nami and you rushed to hug him, starting to talk about everything the three of you had done in those two years. You talked a little about your training, saying that you were now good at karate, proud of your attacks.
As the minutes passed, you met up with the others again.
The Sunny Go was still in the same place you left it, without a single scratch. Seeing most of the crew filled your heart with joy. Those people who had welcomed you with open arms two years ago were finally in front of you again.
Franky whistled and complimented the beautiful women in front of him. His appearance had changed a lot since the past, but he was approached by Usopp, who looked at him excitedly and asked all sorts of questions. Chopper, wearing a new hat and looking cuter than ever, jumped around and hugged Robin excitedly. He had missed everyone dearly. Robin, more beautiful than ever with her long hair, talked about her days with the Revolutionary Army.
Everyone looked healthy, but above all, they looked happy. Happy to be back where they belonged.
But someone was missing.
And just thinking about seeing him again made your heart race wildly inside your chest, wanting to escape.
"I can't wait to see how much Luffy has changed since last time!" Usopp exclaimed with a smile from ear to ear. "I'm so excited to see him!"
"Me too." Said Robin.
You nodded silently, smiling fondly. When the assumption was made that he might have gotten himself into trouble, Chopper offered to go find the three remaining members. The moment the little one left, an irreplaceable presence fell from above.
Brook had left behind his life as a world-renowned musician to return to his beloved friends. They all welcomed him with smiles.
"And I thought you couldn't get any more beautiful…" Commented the skeleton, looking at the three women. "Well… Two years have passed."
He sat down on a barrel and a few strings of his guitar resonated in the air.
"Would you all be so kind and show me your panties?"
"No way!"
Nami kicked him away, while Robin and you laughed.
"Oi! Guys!"
You looked up just as his voice reached your ears. Your big smile matched those of the others, but the sparkle in your eyes hid the longing in your heart, those feelings that had blossomed when you spent a month together, completely alone, sleeping in each other's arms every night. Those feelings you tried to fight, repeating in your mind like a mantra that they would pass if you didn't see him, breaking down when you dreamed of his smile or when you thought of his reaction to seeing you again.
You stayed behind the others with a sudden blush on your cheeks.
You had never seen him without his multiple bandages. And now there he was, stepping onto the deck of the Sunny Go while greeting everyone, wearing an open red shirt that revealed that huge scar.
Luffy had gained muscle. He looked stronger. More confident. And yet, you could see that he was the same as always, that his strength and confidence were centred on the people around him.
The rubber boy looked for you, smiling when he saw you.
Neither of you spoke, at least not out loud, pretending that nothing had happened between you.
The journey to Fishman Island had been quite an adventure. Seeing the underwater world left you speechless. Holding onto the railing, you admired the different schools of fish that surrounded the ship from time to time, circling twice before swimming away. You wanted to reach out and feel them against your skin, but that would have exposed you. The sea water did not weaken you, and the crew knew you had an “unused” devil fruit.
"I think they're greeting you." You looked to your side, to that warm presence.
Luffy was looking at a school of pink fish that had come up to your face to look at you from the other side of the bubble.
"Yes?" You said, amused.
"We could eat them."
"Don't even think about it." You scolded him.
"But you're not a mermaid!"
"But they talk to me. They're friends."
"Friends aren't for eating." He muttered, pressing his lips together.
You giggled admiringly at the little pout he made as his stomach growled. That soft sound from you disturbed the sea animals around the Sunny Go, who were happily swirling around.
"Are there always so many fish? How cool!" Said Usopp, standing next to you.
You snuggled up to Luffy a little, pretending not to know anything. Luffy moved his mouth into a pout to one side, also pretending not to know.
"You're bad at lying." You whispered.
"I'm not." He whispered back.
You laughed, leaving him with Usopp.
Fishman Island was a dreamlike place. Your devil fruit seemed comfortable there, and the mermaids and gyojin looked at you excitedly.
The powerful goddess of the sea, Naia, stood before them.
The legend told for generations spoke of how she was always accompanied by a man. A clingy man who never left her side. A playful man who always made her laugh. A selfish man who never refrained from looking at her with love and wanting her for himself.
That man was the sun god.
They said that when they separated, the goddess cried so much that her tears disturbed the sea. The catastrophe caused by the forced breakup of their love made her sleep for centuries. And at some point, when the sun rose again, she would wake up.
Mothers and children never stopped talking about how they, the inhabitants of Fishman Island, would be the first to recognise her. After all, Naia was a kind of mother to that race.
Everyone wondered who the man accompanying you would be.
Nami and Robin watched amused as the little mermen, mermaids, and gyojin children clung to you shamelessly, asking you to play with them. You had no idea how to refuse. Throughout the banquet, you were here and there, performing water tricks hidden from your crew, entertaining the little ones who were excited by the slightest thing you did.
Jinbe, happy to see your progress and how you were doing in the water, smiled as he drank his sake.
Everyone was having a good time. Everyone except for a rubber boy who occasionally remembered that you weren't by his side and, capriciously, pouted. He calmed down again when they gave him meat, enjoying the party.
You sat down next to him, exhausted. You didn't know what other tricks to do for those children. You took a sip of sake, on the verge of spitting it out when another gyojin child came up in front of you.
"Oi, kids, she's mine for now." Said Luffy, frowning and taking a bite of meat.
You blushed, trying to drink the sake faster. Robin raised an eyebrow at his words, giving the orange-haired woman beside her an inquiring look. They both knew how possessive the rubber boy could be. His hat and his friends were equally important to him. But that phrase… That tone was different.
The impact his words could have on one's life or day was foreign to Luffy. Noticing that what he unconsciously said brought a revolution was not something he cared about.
He continued as if nothing had happened.
And so, his normal behaviour over the following days came as no surprise to anyone. The navigator and the archaeologist watched you both closely, knowing that there was something else going on between you.
Even though your captain sat next to you at breakfast, fighting with you over the portions you hadn't eaten yet (something he would do with anyone), there was something strange about it. The natural way you would slap his hand and growl at him. The way he would bite your hand hard, making you cry out. They did not remember the two of you being so close before Sabaody, two years ago.
You had not had time to develop such a friendship.
And it did not seem like a simple friendship.
One night, when you hadn't yet come to your room to sleep with them, they talked.
"Seriously, if those two are a couple and they didn't tell us..." Whispered Nami.
"I don't think they are. In fact, I think that's where they're headed." Robin refuted.
"If Luffy feels something for her, he won't notice." Growled the navigator, burying her face in her pillow.
The black-haired woman smiled as she sat on her own bed.
"We just have to give them time." She murmured.
"We have to keep an eye on them."
"Without interfering." Robin concluded.
Island after island you visited in the future, day after day that passed, both women decided to give you privacy, paying attention only during dinners. As if reviewing the day, looking for some sign of progress.
It was amid the heat of the flames and the volcanoes about to erupt in Punk Hazard that Robin noticed the first detail: Luffy talked to you like he didn't talk to anyone else.
The heat was unbearable, you could barely stand that kind of hell, ignoring that your captain now looked like a centaur and shouted excitedly that he liked having four legs. If you looked closer, you noticed that the ones at the back, which had just been attached, were barely working. They flew through the air because Luffy's legs did all the work.
You wiped the sweat from your forehead for the fourth time when the smiling boy approached you. He leaned over to you, whispering in your ear.
"Why don't you make something like a sphere of water and hydrate yourself?"
"I can't. There's no source of water nearby." You whispered.
"Your sweat."
You parted your lips, not believing what he had said. Use your sweat? And why was he looking at you like that? With his brow slightly furrowed, as if he had said the most serious, intelligent and obvious thing in the world. You smiled amusedly, patting his shoulder.
Robin noticed it again when all of you arrived on the other side of the lake, where the island became wintry. The small group was shivering from the cold, freezing after falling into the water. The archaeologist sighed as she felt her body warm up, turning to check that everyone was okay, raising her eyebrows briefly in surprise.
Her captain was wrapping a coat around your body, as if it were a practised movement. Neither of you knew that Luffy had actually watched others do this and wanted to try it himself.
Because that's what people who loved someone else did, right? Give them a coat so they would never be cold. Rayleigh had done it for him when they trained together. Hancock had lent him hers to get to Sabaody.
In his mind, if you cared about someone, you should give them a coat.
Although he knew very well why he only wanted to give it to you.
During the banquet, when you walked away to comfort Chopper, who was frightened by Trafalgar Law, the two women sat down to exchange information. Nami hadn't seen anything unusual, so she was surprised to hear about her captain's actions towards you.
The navigator became frustrated when she couldn't stay in Dressrosa, feeling like she was missing out on everything. Robin promised to keep her informed when they met again.
And so she did.
You had signed up with him for the coliseum tournament, wearing one of the many gladiator outfits. Luckily, you had been placed in a different block from Luffy, saving you from a difficult fate. It wasn't time for your competition yet when Zoro came looking for the two of you.
The urgency with which you began searching for the exit made you anxious. Outside, it would soon be chaos, but the thought of Luffy abandoning one of the few physical reminders he had of his brother made your heart ache. You wished you could get it for him, but he had forbidden you to do so. If he left, you would go with him.
You stopped in your tracks for a few seconds when you realised there was nowhere to escape. Encountering Bartolomeo and Bellamy only confirmed your suspicions. It was all a trap and you were trapped in the coliseum, only he knew the way out.
"Luffy senpai, what will happen to the Mera Mera no Mi?" Asked the green-haired man, staring at the wall.
"The lives of my comrades are more important."
You bit your lower lip. A physical reminder of Ace that he couldn't have. A physical reminder that would give him a glimpse of his time in the world, something that would show him that he was there. You could stay in the coliseum without any problems. Win it, take it away in its chest, keep it safe, and run away with it until you could give it to Luffy...
Luffy tugged on your little finger without looking at you to pull you out of your thoughts. Bartolomeo talked non-stop, still facing the wall, about how he had always planned to win it for him. Because he admired him. He admired the whole crew and would do anything for any of you, but especially for the young man next to you.
You turned to look back when approaching footsteps interrupted you. You frowned at the man. He was dressed like a noble would be. And he wore a custom hat.
"I won't let you keep the Mera Mera no Mi, Straw Hat Luffy."
"What are you talking about, idiot?" Bartolomeo growled, walking towards him. "I don't know who you think you are, but to you he is Luffy senpai. Respect him!"
The green-haired man continued talking, trying to intimidate him, but that man was not fazed. He was calm, not taking his eyes off the boy you loved. You began to frown.
"I've known all that for a long time." Said the man, pushing Bartolomeo away.
You stood in front of Luffy, trying to protect him when he started to approach. Your right hand took a familiar gyojin karate stance, and something in the blond's gaze seemed to sparkle in recognition. The rubber boy stood in front of you again, hating that you were protecting him.
But what happened next was something neither of you were prepared for. You stepped aside, your lower lip trembling, unable to interrupt them.
You could only watch your rubber boy crying as he hugged him. His sobs were loud, letting out more than he had allowed himself to do at your side. He apologised. He repeated to the blond that everything was fine and that he shouldn't apologise. The older one thanked him for staying alive.
And you were broken, thanking whoever for this joy in his life.
Living two years of his life believing that he had lost his two older brothers must have been the greatest torture.
In Zou, despite the situation they had to face in Big Mom's territory, Nami and Robin made a space for themselves.
"So, his brother is the second in command of the Revolutionary Army?" The navigator whispered.
Robin nodded. She had kept that secret for two years.
"Sabo noticed something too."
"What?"
"I don't know what happened between the three of them, but when Luffy and Y/N were sleeping after the battle..."
"Separately?" Whispered Nami.
"Yes and no. Luffy was in bed and Y/N was holding his hand, sitting on the floor."
The navigator nodded thoughtfully, waiting for her to continue.
"Sabo said he liked his little brother's girlfriend."
Nami's eyes widened in surprise.
As if Zoro and Franky hadn't heard the revolutionary's conversation too. Now you had two more pairs of eyes watching you from afar.
As night fell, you yawned relaxed in bed. You couldn't be at peace for long. Your stomach churned at the thought of Luffy going to the territory of a yonko without you. It calmed you to think that the friends he was going with were good and trustworthy. Bringing Sanji back was essential.
You couldn't imagine your days without him in the kitchen, occupying every corner and filling the room with his twists and compliments.
The blanket was lifted carefully and arms wrapped around your waist.
"Luffy?" You whispered.
"Mhm."
Your heart skipped a beat. Should you put one hand on his hair and the other on his back like you used to? Should you tell him to go back to his room? To his bed? And not feel his warmth. Not feel his heartbeat. Not comfort him in silence. Since you saw each other again, you hadn't slept together.
"Y/N?" He whispered, resting his chin on your chest. "You must stroke my hair."
His demanding tone, trapped in a pout, made you giggle. He relaxed under your touch. He hadn’t wanted to bother you when you saw each other again, but he had missed this. Your fingers in his hair, the gentle circles traced on his back, waking up without you leaving him.
You had stolen his heart in a month, and he wasn't doing anything about it.
"Sorry." He murmured, his cheek resting on your chest. His tone didn't seem to regret whatever he was regretting in the slightest.
"Why are you apologising?"
"I gave Sabo your gift. The seashell." He whispered without looking at you. "I thought he would need it more than I did."
You smiled, resisting the urge to kiss his forehead.
"It’s okay. I can make you another one if you want."
Luffy didn't say what he was thinking. He knew you would make those magical pools for him if he asked, without needing a seashell. Next time, he wanted to show you everything he had to show.
But that would have to wait.
Wano was unlike anything you had ever seen before.
The suffering of the people in this village made your blood boil. Poor people had nothing to eat, and their water was contaminated. Seeing them live dehydrated, with sick children and rumbling stomachs, pushed you to your limit.
Hiding your identity would be difficult in this country. They needed you, so you allowed yourself to do something in secret. The gentle touch of your hands began to purify the water of the river of Ebisu, the pollution seeping into your bones. You didn't mention it to anyone, it was an experiment. You wanted to know your limits.
The flowing water was clean, perfect for the children, elderly and adults in the area. It was the little you could do while enduring the pollution. You had to find a way to expel it from within you without causing havoc. Throwing it away and contaminating plants, the land for future crops or the sea itself disgusted you.
But maybe, enduring it was your mistake.
Perhaps if you had gone against your principles and stopped trusting Luffy's words, those that promised to save this country, you would not be suffering now. But it was impossible for you not to do so. It was impossible for you not to trust him. You knew he would succeed, because he never lied. He worked hard for what he set out to do.
He was like sunshine in the lives of those who knew him.
You tolerated the contamination in your bones during the battles in Onigashima, but weeks had passed since you received it and your body began to take its toll at the worst possible moment.
You could only hear Nami and Usopp's screams when you stood in front of them. The three of you had a little girl with you. Otama was Luffy's adoration, and putting her in danger was something you would never forgive yourself for. The powers of your devil fruit did not respond in time to counter the threatening attack of the yonko Big Mom, an attack that was aimed at your friends.
The "heavenly fire" struck your body, its impact propelling it and slamming it against the walls. That homie, Prometheus, pushed your body wall to wall, breaking them one by one as if he were on a mission. As if he wanted to kill someone from the straw hat crew.
You spat out a little blood when the fire became more intense. It was burning your torso and arms. If you moved your fingers slightly, you didn't have the strength to call on the sea water, nor to send Prometheus backwards.
A song reached your ears. You opened your eyes slightly, meeting the gaze of the homie, so threatening and sinister. You smiled slightly, knowing you would be safe.
That soft intonation, almost as if a mother were tucking her beloved child into bed, could not be heard by anyone else present on Onigashima. Naia's song was exclusively for you, only heard on special occasions. The first time you heard it, you consumed her fruit. And this time, everything was a mystery.
"Y/N!"
Was that cry from Usopp or Nami? You couldn't see them. You could only watch Prometheus rage at your smile.
A gasp escaped from within you as the force of his attack tripled. The other homies joined him, Hera and Napoleon, carrying you through the hard rock wall.
A beep stunned your ears.
Your body fell from a height impossible to calculate. The abyss drew you into its darkness, and you could do nothing but embrace it.
The severity of your injuries left you with no strength to scream. To call for help. To call out to anyone.
Luffy, your friends, the people of Wano who trusted you. Was this your end? Was this Naia's will, for which you had been expelled from your native island? Did you really have to die like this?
The water engulfed you as you hit hard, sinking you to the depths.
"Announcement to all of Onigashima!"
Bao Huang's shout echoed in every corner. The fighting didn't stop, but everyone was paying attention. Something had changed.
"A member of the straw hat crew has been defeated!"
Usopp growled, wiping away his tears in despair. He felt useless. He should have taken the attack, not let you cover him. He couldn't do anything because of the fear. He couldn't do anything to stop you from falling. Nami hugged Otama, sobbing hard, apologising to Luffy over and over again even though her captain wasn't in front of them. How could she explain to him that she let the woman he loved be killed right in front of his eyes? Everyone's friend? Another straw hat.
"Y/N has been killed by Big Mom-sama!"
At different points on Onigashima, the crew was moved. Different reactions crossed their faces. Anger, sadness, regret. Some, like Chopper and Brook, shouted through their tears that you couldn't have died. That Bao Huang was lying. Others, like Zoro and Sanji, silently continued to fight. You were just as stubborn as Luffy, whatever had happened to you, you wouldn't stop there. Jinbe stopped dead in his tracks as Robin hugged Chopper, looking for something to hold on to before her thoughts consumed her mind.
Luffy's heart scratched at his chest as he was forced to hold back.
He wanted to run to the edge of the terrace. He wanted to look down. He felt the need for his longing to become one with the sea despite his inability to swim. And he felt you. The soft beating of your heart, how weak your pulse was, and how calm the waves were. Could you drown if you were the sea itself? Could your wounds condemn your soul to an irreversible fate?
He clenched his fists, unflinching. One mistake, one moment of weakness, would end everyone's life.
For some strange reason, the news from Bao Huang did not affect him like it did the others, who were crying incessantly.
Luffy trusted you, even when his observation haki could no longer sense your heartbeat.
You had spent a month together. You had slept together. You had shared and fought over food. You had cared for his mind and his nightmares without him asking. You had listened to his whole story and his dreams, while opening up about yours only to him. You had been one of the reasons he was standing there today, fighting.
He trusted you. He trusted that you would be okay.
If your origin was the sea, then you would return to it. And the sea would do its thing to bring you back.
Because you belonged by his side, in a silent agreement that neither of you would break.
In the depths, hundreds of fish and sea creatures surrounded your lifeless body, giving you space, shy to be near their goddess. Your outstretched arms allowed them to see you. The burns on your torso and neck continued to bleed, despite the water's attempts to soothe them. The pollution tolerated for weeks drained away little by little, oozing from your body until it gathered into a sphere.
"Nika, you've got yours!"
"Oi, Luffy! That's my food!"
The voices, clearly reproachful, echoed among those present under the sea.
"Naia! Come jump!"
"Y/N, let's play something!"
A heartbeat.
"Nika, stop moving, you're annoying."
"Luffy, I can't sleep if you move around so much. Go to your bed."
Another heartbeat.
"Naia is mean."
"Y/N is mean, she wouldn't let me eat her food."
Fire ravaged Onigashima. Everyone began to gather in one place, desperately searching for a solution. The captain of the straw hat pirates continued to fight Kaido, filling the atmosphere with anxiety. No member of the alliance wanted to hear any more bad news.
"Even if Straw Hat-ya wins, we'll all die in the fire." Said the captain of the heart pirates. "We have to find a way to put it out."
Nami took a few steps towards the centre, standing next to Marco as some surfaces began to give way.
The sudden tremor in the floor frightened everyone. Several fell to the floor, breathing heavily amid the flames and two powerful presences fighting on the terrace. The navigator held Otama tightly in front of her.
"An earthquake? How is that possible up here?" She said, confused.
"This isn't normal. Something's happening." Robin drew some minks towards the centre with her powers.
"Is Straw Hat provoking it?" Kid growled.
"No..." Law said. "He's still fighting Kaido."
"I sense another presence-yoi."
"It’s not Luffy or Kaido? What’s going on? Robin!" Chopper hugged the archaeologist, crying.
"There’s something in the sea!"
The scream of one of the beast pirates alarmed their opponents, with Law being the first to look into the hole you had made in the wall before dying. His crew had been on the Polar Tang at the moment you fell, but according to their reports, it was impossible to reach your body. A blue sphere surrounded you and the sea beasts threatened to attack them. They could have killed his friends, but something was holding them back. The waves battered his submarine, sending it away every time it approached where you were supposed to be.
One by one, they took clumsy steps to look through the hole, at a considerable distance, afraid of falling. Most of the straw hats did not want to see what was left after your death. The pain in their hearts could not be revealed, and their tears could not be shed. Not until it was all over.
The waves crashed into each other with fury, their directions unnatural. Not even the weather in the New World could explain something like that. Nami left Otama next to a sleeping Zoro, holding onto the wall to get a closer look.
"The water is receding." She whispered. "Everyone, stay in the centre!"
"Oi, oi, Nami, the waves can't reach up here, why are you worried?" Asked Usopp.
"Because of that thing that's taking shape."
The metres receded by the sea rose up in a wave. A wave almost two thousand metres high, immovable. And in its centre, there was a figure. A woman created from water, rivalling a giant in size.
"We won't get out of here alive." Cried Usopp.
"Robin-chan, Nami-swan, I'll protect you."
"Sanji! Me too!" Chopper whimpered.
"She looks like..." Law whispered.
"That's Y/N!" Jinbe shouted.
The entire crew's eyes widened before they began screaming and crying.
"Monster!" Usopp exclaimed upon seeing the figure.
"What is that thing, it's scary!" Nami cried.
"Y/N-chan had that kind of power all along?" Sanji shouted, leaning further out of the hole.
"I'm glad she's alive, yohoho!"
"It's a super miracle!" Franky sobbed.
"What a peculiar shape..." Robin murmured thoughtfully. "Do you know anything about it, Jinbe-san?"
The gyojin smiled broadly.
Naia had returned.
"I would recommend everyone stand in the centre and hold each other. Y/N is going to do something."
You cupped the water in your hands. Just as you had practised for two years, you had no reason to be nervous. Your body felt healthy and light as you became the sea itself. The burns would still be there once you broke this form, but now it was enough. Jinbe had trained you relentlessly so that you could achieve his hikishio ipponzeoi.
You prepared your attack and, without hesitation, half the sea was thrown towards Onigashima.
The flood was unprecedented.
The fire was completely extinguished. The devil fruit users weakened. The few gyojin who were there saved everyone from being swept away by the waves. Nami carried Otama, Usopp saved Robin, Sanji held Zoro, Franky grabbed Brook, and Jinbe put Chopper on his shoulder. Everyone in the crew smiled as they looked out to sea, where your figure stood in all its grandeur and splendour. To say they were surprised would be an understatement. They had so much to ask you. Two wanted to apologise for everything you had been through. A certain swordsman would seek you out to train when he woke up and heard the news. The archaeologist wanted to know everything about your devil fruit and its rarity.
You were something that transcended the unnatural.
"Shishishi!"
You looked up at the island's roof. Luffy, in a strange white form, floated in the air, reclining with his arms behind his head. His beautiful pink eyes looked at you fondly. And amid all that radiant happiness, you could see tears threatening to escape.
"Thank you for coming back, Y/N."
The land of Wano made headlines worldwide. The bounty posters were updated. The crew now belonged to a yonko, straw hat Luffy.
It made you happy to see how he was getting closer and closer to fulfilling his dream. And, in turn, how you were now one of the members with the highest bounty.
You held the poster in front of your face, grimacing from time to time as you felt Chopper's hooves on your burns, applying an ointment that he claimed was excellent. You would be left with scars on your neck and chest, but you couldn't dream of leaving that country without a scratch. You didn't regret defending your friends.
Although Nami and Usopp never left your side, the sniper crying and hugging you every time you passed by him, and the navigator offering you berries (something she wouldn't normally do with anyone) and multiple strokes on your hair.
You paid attention to your photo on the poster. It was you, from head to toe, every little detail, every tiny imperfection, but all loved by the sea. The sea goddess you had awakened had been captured and everyone admired her. For some she was terrifying, for others magical.
You smiled dumbly. You couldn't always use such a powerful attack, but being immortalised like this was nice. You traced the numbers with your index finger, curious about the insane sum.
Why was your head suddenly worth 1,000,000,000 berries? You had only died, come back to life, and extinguished the fire on Onigashima. Perhaps you had also purified all the water in Wano, and Trafalgar Law had used his devil fruit to remove the pollution from inside you. But that was not something others could know.
You never got a straight answer to that.
Egghead was about to be a disaster. CP0 was on the island with clear instructions. Your boots echoed on the floor as you stepped aside to wait for Luffy. You were supposed to take him back to Labophase, but he was more interested in facing an old enemy he had encountered again.
You looked up, entranced. His Gear 5 was mind-blowing. Everything he could do with his devil fruit, the ease with which his brain came up with new ideas, it all made you laugh. Not to mention the floor, which now made you bounce.
Vegapunk hurried over to the monitors.
"Have the white and blue warriors appeared yet?" He asked, his eyes shining as he caught sight of Luffy laughing. "Tell me about those transformations. The white one from Straw Hat and the young girl on her wanted poster."
"We don't know, to be honest." Said Nami. "Luffy's is the Gomu Gomu no Mi, but Y/N's is unknown to us."
The scientist pressed his lips together, holding back a smile.
"There is no fruit with that name in the devil fruit encyclopaedia!"
The crew gasped, unable to comprehend.
"What? That's impossible!" Exclaimed the navigator.
"Luffy always says gomu gomu when he attacks." Added Usopp.
"Look how beautiful he is! I'm sure she is too!" Rambled Vegapunk, raising his hands. "It's fate! I didn't expect to meet them like this."
"If you know anything, tell us. Y/N-chan doesn't talk much about herself." Sanji requested.
"What happened to those two?" Franky asked, approaching the screen to look at the two of you.
Luffy was still floating there laughing, and you looked at him with a sparkle in your eyes.
"They look like gods."
The cook choked on his own words, unable to believe it.
"Luffy a god? He's an idiot!" He shouted. "Y/N-chan is a goddess, that's true."
Robin looked at Vegapunk in surprise.
"Are you saying that those appearances we saw are those of gods?"
"Yes." Said the scientist, his expression turning serious. "The warrior of liberation. He who plays the fool and brings smiles to all. The sun god, Nika!"
The few crew members present were surprised. The answers that no one else could give them were in the brain of this man who stared at the screen excitedly. Eager to talk. Eager to educate the world.
"And the goddess he loves, the one capable of punishing everyone for him. The goddess of the sea, Naia."
Nami shook her head, approaching Vegapunk.
"Nika and Naia? I've never heard those names."
"Of course not. Their names were erased from history." The scientist said abruptly. "Nika and Naia were inseparable."
The revealed legend left them speechless. In the end, the archaeologist was right.
It was best not to interfere.
The sun god felt a deep longing for the sea. Seeing it every day made him feel free, and he wanted to reach it more than anything else. Then, one day, he met its goddess. He thought she would help him help. If he could make people laugh, then she could give them freedom.
Naia was closed off, only willing to care for those she loved: the gyojin, the mermaids, the mermen. Opening the doors of her heart to let Nika in went against her principles. He knew how to make her laugh effortlessly with a joke or a silly expression. He fought with her over food, hitting him every time he wanted to eat a fish. He invited her to have fun jumping with his friends. He asked her to do water tricks for him.
Falling in love with each other was natural. Nika always admired her foolishly, his gaze never leaving her. He loved her loudly with his actions. He loved her silently with his words.
Naia always looked up, because he loved to float. He shone in a way that only he could. Her love was protective, ensuring that he never lost his smile. That he never shed a single tear.
For him, she was freedom. And for her, he was.
Someone feared their powers together, the ease with which people became attached to and trusted them, asking them for things they could give them. So, under false pretences, he murdered the sun god.
The two lovers agreed to meet again when destiny required it. When the time came. First, Nika would return, accompanied by a man who shared his ideals of freedom. Then, Naia would notice him. Her living love.
That devil fruit that had eluded the world government for centuries, and that devil fruit that was believed to be non-existent, would wait to be reincarnated.
Nika would choose who would bring a new dawn to the world, and Naia would take into her sweet arms the one who would support him on his journey. A mystical love, a destined love. Unconsciously, their successors would love each other just as they had.
Because their souls resonated. Their souls yearned for each other. Their souls waited.
And that statue that had been looking —alone, hidden from everyone with its arms outstretched— at the sun for centuries, would finally be able to feel his skin under her fingers once again.
⋆˚ ✿ ˖ ࣪ thinking about luffy who absolutely hates wearing condoms, always pouting whenever you make him wear one after your period came late one time and making you fear for the worst. and while luffy didn’t actually get you pregnant, the thought alone put your head back on straight, realising you definitely need to start using protection. luffy tried to counter, “but why? i can just pull out! it doesn’t feel as good when i wear a condom..”, pouting at your shaking head when you tell him for a final time, it’s sex with a condom or no sex at all.
however, luffy can sometimes be such a brat. it doesn’t matter how firm you are or how hard you put your foot down, luffy always manages to get his way with you one way or another. so here you are, letting your boyfriend fuck you raw with your legs resting on his shoulders as he pounds into your glossy pussy, holding back his triumphant smirk, “see? doesn’t it feel so much better raw..?”, he asks so innocently despite the filth he was doing to you, smiling wide when he sees you nod your head mindlessly with pretty whines falling from your lips.
Summary: How do One piece men act before they realise they like you - and when they do ෆ˚
(Disclaimer! I DO NOT own any of the pictures above, or in this fic. Credits to the rightful owner)
Pairings: Portgas D. Ace x reader, Monkey D. Luffy x reader, Trafalgar D. Law x reader, Roronoa Zoro x reader, Shanks x reader (seperate & not in order)
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Luffy:
It's no secret that your captain has a little crush on you.
Well, everyone thinks so at least
You're not really sure because it's Luffy, he's always affectionate and an absolute sweetheart to the people close to him. So maybe everyone is just overthinking things.
But sometimes, there were moments that made you think twice.
Like how every time you guys find an island to explore, Luffy always drags you with him.
How he always ends up sitting beside you every time. Or when he would barge into you, Nami, and Robin's room because he was bored.
The crew noticed it way before you did.
At first they weren't sure if they were assuming things
Every time there's errands to do, Luffy always has to be with you. And if he isn't, he immediately start arguing with everyone and use his title as the captain until he got his way.
How every time Ussop invites him to go fishing, Luffy always asks if you can join. How whenever he catched a big fish, he'd run off to you and start showing off.
Chopper noticed how every time you were sick, luffy would always bring you 'cool things' he found on an island he explored so "you wouldn't miss out"
How luffy always runs off to you every time something cool happens with the biggest grin in his face.
"LOOK! LOOK AT THIS WEIRD BUG I FOUND"
"LOOK AT THIS BIG FISH I CAUGHT"
"LOOK AT THIS NEW TRICK USSOP TAUGHT ME"
Always yelling out to you everytime something happens.
Robin, Nami, Ussop, and Chopper noticed immediately
Sanji, Franky, and Brook noticed shortly after
Zoro also noticed, but didn't care much about it.
But everyone's suspicions were confirmed when luffy did something no one ever thought would happen.
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Everyone was in the dining room, all laughing and enjoying your food. Of course, right next to luffy.
Luffy was busy eating his food, then suddenly, he put his food in your plate.
Everyone went silent, they couldn't believe what they just saw.
Luffy. Sharing. Food?!
"Huh?!" you turned to look at him.
He grinned "Try it, it's really good"
Luffy noticed how quiet it became, he looked over at everyone, confused why everyone looked shocked.
Nami blinked.
Usopp blinked.
Sanji's cigarette fell out of his mouth.
Robin smiled.
"DID YOU JUST SHARE YOUR FOOD?" everyone screamed.
"Yea, so?" Luffy said bluntly, like it was a normal thing for him.
Zoro choked on his sake.
Sanji fainted
"Yo ho ho, oh young lovee" Brook said
Chopper rushed over to luffy "Luffy! Are you sick? This isn't like you to share!"
Luffy took a bite of his food "I wanted y/n to try it!" He paused and turned to face you. "It's good right?" He smiled
Your heart skipped a beat
'What is going on?!' you thought to yourself.
You composed yourself and grabbed a bite "It's really good luf" you smiled
His smile widened and he started grabbing more food for you.
"Here try this!"
"Try this one too!"
Everyone just stared at you two, too shocked to say something.
"Oh dear" Robin chuckled "It seems our captain has fallen in love"
You choked on your food and Luffy turned to Robin looking confused.
"Huh? What does that mean?" he asked
Robin smiled "It's when you always want to be near a certain person and feel weird around them. You always want to spend time with them and be on their side forever"
Nami sighs "You sure that's not too hard to understand? It's Luffy were talking about"
Luffy grumbles "That's it?"
Everyone nods
Luffy blinked
Looked at you and grinned
"Then I think love y/n a lot!" He exclaimed before he went back to eating
...
...
...
And once again, the room went silent.
You could feel your face on fire and everyone's eyes on you two.
What the fuck just happened?!
"What?! You can't just say that so bluntly!" you scold him, but luffy just laughed.
"Why not?" He pouts "That's what I feel about you but I just never knew what it was"
At this point, your brain couldn't process all this information at once. You open your mouth to say something, but no words came out.
"I-uh" you stutter. Too nervous to say the words about to come out of your mouth.
"Hmm?" He responded
You took a deep breath and said "I love you too then" you smiled.
Everyone's eyes popped out of their head
"WHAT" They all screamed.
Let's just say, nobody expected dinner to turn out like this.
Zoro:
Zoro is slightly obvious about it, but just doesn't realise it.
Because for some reason, he happens to be there wherever you are. If your reading a book while sunbathing? He'll come by after a few minutes to take a nap because 'the sun is nice'
Your passing by while he's training? His eyes follow your figure immediately and never take it off you, easily getting distracted which makes him forget how much reps he's done.
You leave the room? He notices way before anybody does even though he was supposed to be asleep already.
His face turns red everytime you smile at him or tease him. Just do anything as simple as breathing and this guy would be blushing like crazy, because he finds it 'cute'
And when anyone points it out, he says the same exact thing.
"Tch, shut up"
Because Zoro still thinks that he's acting normal. Which he isn't, but he's just simply too stubborn to admit it.
Too stubborn to admit that the way his heart races when he's around you isn't normal.
Too stubborn to admit that the way he always ends up wanting to be around you isn't normal.
Too stubborn to admit that how he feels and how he acts around you isn't normal.
But how can he admit to something he doesn't understand?
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You guys stopped over at an island to gather some supplies and decided to split up to make the job easier.
And you ended up going shopping with Zoro. Nobody honestly wanted to go with him because of his ability to always some how get lost and it takes too much time to look for him.
Not that either of you were against the idea.
Matter of fact, Zoro would much rather be with you than anyone else.
But of course, he had to get lost and now your stuck walking around looking for him. You took your eyes off him for 30 seconds and he was nowhere to be found.
As your walking around, you see a guy walking towards you. Then, he spoke.
"Hey, your not from around here right?" He stopped in front of you, hands behind his head.
"No, just visiting" you paused "Have you seen a green haired guy with swords on his torso?"
He raised his eyebrow, looking interested "Green hair? Haven't seen him around. A friend of yours? Or something more?"
'Or something more?'
Oh how you wish that was the case
"A friend" you said quickly, feeling a dust of pink creeping up to your face and your heart beating faster than usual.
"Then how about I help you look for him?" He winked "We can get to know each other in the process"
You paused for a moment, unsure of what to say. I mean, this would make the hunt for a certain moss head easier right?
"Ye-" but before you could even accept his offer, you felt a large rough hand on your shoulder.
"She won't be needing any help" a deep gruff familiar voice grumbled near your ear. You could feel his breath against your ear, which caused your whole face and ears to turn red.
Behind you was none other than Roronoa Zoro. His gaze narrowed down on the guy in front of you. He looked at him so intense, it won't be a surprise if he burned a hole through him.
The poor guy slightly trembled, taking tiny steps back. "Hey hey, I was just tryna help this beauty over here"
Zoro's eyes twitched, you could feel his grip on you slightly tightening. Veins showing on his forehead, obviously agitated at a certain person.
"She clearly doesn't need your help anymore"
"Well can't blame a guy for trying" he sighed. "She said your not her boyfriend so why do you care so much?"
That question made Zoro pause. His jaw tightened and his throat felt dry.
As annoying as he is, he has a point.
'Why does he care so much?'
For a moment, no one spoke. The only noises you could hear were vendors promoting their shop, kids running around, people chattering.
Both men just simply stared at each other, not saying anything. Zoro was the first to break the silence, "It's none of your business"
The man stared at Zoro for a moment before letting out a whistle.
"Y'know, I think someone's inlove"
You felt Zoro stiffen beside you.
"What did you just say?"
The guy laughed nervously "I'm just saying, I went and talked to her then you showed up and been glaring at me the whole time. Then you come over here acting like her personal guard dog"
A vein appeared on Zoro's forehead "Watch your mouth"
"You can't tell me you don't like her"
"I don't"
"You do"
"I don't"
"It's obvious"
'Does this guy have a death wish or what???'
You could feel Zoro's patience disappearing. So before things could get any worse, you quickly stepped between them.
"Okay, that's enough from both of you"
The guy immediately took a step backProbably because he realised he might lose his head.
"Alright, alright. I'm leaving" He turned around and winked at you "See you around then beautiful" he said before walking away.
As he walked away, he looked at Zoro one last time.
"Trust me, man. You've got it bad" Then he disappered into the crowd
For a moment, neither you or Zoro said anything.The busy marketplace carried on around you as if nothing happened.
You cleared your throat.
"So..."
Zoro immediately started walking.
"Tch. We still have supplies to get"
You blinked before hurrying after him.
"Heyy, wait up!"
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After that whole commotion earlier, you and Zoro went back to gathering supplies. But this time, it was unusually quiet.
Normally, you wouldn't think much of it. He wasn't really the talkative type, but today he was quieter than usual.
Usually, you would talk and he would respond properly and listen to you ramble about anything. But today was different. Every time you talk, he'd only answer with a grunt, or a short response before it becomes silent again.
Meanwhile, what the guy said to him kept replaying in his head.
"I think someone's in love"
That's probably the most stupidest thing anyone has ever said to him.
But he couldn't stop thinking about it. Could it be why he always end up near you?
Why he get this weird feeling around you?
Why he get mad when another man tried to get too close to you?
Suddenly, you stop at a stall and picked up something. In your hand was a small cat trinket, a smile spread across your face as you excitedly showed it to Zoro.
"Aw look, it's a cat" you look up to him and smiled brighter than before.
Zoro's breath hitched, and for a moment he just stared at you.
'Why did he get even more nervous when he saw your smile?'
His eyes widened, it all made sense now. The way he would always end up wanting to be near you. The way his heart beats when you smile at him.The way he always notices you without even trying.
And suddenly, maybe the annoying guy from earlier was right.
Tch, you've gotta be kidding me'
You place the trinket down, and notice him just staring at you. His eyes wide open, his breathing uneven, his face all red and flustered.
"... Why are you looking at me like that?"
Your voice snapped him out of it. He looked away fast, while covering his face with one of his hands.
Zoro coughs "I'm not"
"You are"
"I'm not"
A grin slowly spreads across your face.
"Why is your face so red? You look a little flustered"
"It isn't"
"It is"
You stared at him for a little bit before laughing.
"That's cute"
Zoro's head immediately snapped to look at you. His face was redder than it was before
"Eh?!" You laughed even more and kept on walking, completely unaware of the overwhelming situation you put Zoro into.
"Tch, woman wait up!" He snapped back into reality and immediately chased after you.
Ace:
Ace is painfully obvious about it, just not to himself.
Because apparently to his logic, it's normal to spend almost every minute with you. At least his logic says so.
If your sitting alone in the deck, Ace somehow always ends up sitting beside you.
If your helping around in the ship, Ace always finds a reason to help out to.
If your somewhere alone together, he'll stay far longer than he planned.
And when anyone pointed it out
"It's not a big deal"
Because he believes it isn't that big of a deal. So what if he always spends him time around you? You both live in the same ship, so isn't it normal to be around each other often?
But he doesn't realise how he laughs harder than usual when your around.
He doesn't realise that when anything exciting happens, your the first person he wants to tell about it.
And he definitely doesn't realise that he spends more time looking at you than anything else.
But how is he supposed to realise that this feeling is he feels is something else when he's never experienced anything like it before.
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Everyone in the ship noticed it for a long time, except you or Ace.
Because even with everyone's little comments, you genuinely believe that's just the way he is. Always playful. Always flirty. And really clingy.
'That's just the way he is, right?'
At first, the crew thought they were imagining things. Then they started paying attention.
Marco notices how Ace always sat beside you during his meals. Giving you bits of his food to try because he thought it tastes really good.
Izo noticed how if you both were missing, it's always most likely you both are alone together somewhere.
Thatch noticed how he would get all flustered when you smile, or make physical contact with him.
And Whitebeard noticed everything.
Every time Pops asked about it, Ace always had an excuse.
"She's funny"
"I like talking to her"
"Whats the big deal?"
Eventually, everyone just started making bets on how long it will take until Ace realises his feelings for you is 'more than friends'
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Everyone's gathered around one of the tables, eating and talking after a long day. And among those people was Ace telling a story, about you.
Again.
"...And then she tripped over a bucket and somehow blamed me for it"
Everyone laughed, including Ace as he takes another bite of his food.
Then Marco spoke, "You know... You talk about her a lot"
Ace shrugged
"So?..."
Thatch repeated "So?"
"So?" Ace said again
Everyone exchanged looks, then Marco sighed.
"Ace"
"What?"
"Your in love with her"
Ace laughed
"What? Me?" He snickered. Then he looked around and saw that nobody was laughing.
Marco looked completely serious
Thatch looked completely serious
Izo looked completely serious
Pops is just silently grinning
Ace slowly stopped laughing,"... Wait" he paused "You guys are serious?"
Marco nodded, "Very"
Ace immediately shook his head, "No way, seriously?"
Thatch leaned forward. "Seriously"
Everyone shared another look, before they started interrogating him.
"You always sit next to her every meal"
"So?"
"You share food with her"
"And?"
"You spend all day with her"
"We live in the same ship?"
"You started blushing like crazy when he pulled you in a side hug"
A slight tint of pink spreads across his face.
"I did not"
"You did"
"That doesn't prove anything"
Everyone sighed
"Fine" Marco replied. "Where is she right now?"
Without thinking, his eyes dart across the room trying to look for you. He looked at every corner, the door, the stairs, the deck. He looked everywhere but you were no where to be seen.
"She's taking forever, I'll look for her" But before he could stand up, a hand grabs his wrists and stops him.
"See? You didn't even think about it" Marco smirked
"Huh?"
"See? You always do that. The second she's not around, you start looking for her. You always find some excuse to be near her."
The room went completely silent. Ace froze as his eyes slowly widen when the realisation hits him.
Everyone immediately started laughing, exchanging money.
"Pay up"
"I told you it would happen by the end of this month"
"I said before the next island"
All this commotion going on, and Ace was just silent. Because for the first time, he's finally realising that maybe there's more to it. More to the feelings he gets around you.
The way he always wants to talk to you.
The way he always wants to be around you.
The way being around you just felt right.
And suddenly, maybe they weren't wrong. Maybe he is in love
Ace slowly dragged a hand down his face.
"Your joking right?"
And that made the laugher somehow louder than it already was before.
"Nope" Thatch replied.
Pops let out a laugh, "Took you long enough
Shanks:
Nobody really noticed when it started. Not because Shanks was trying to hide it, but he just simply didn't realise what he was doing.
Somehow he would always end up wherever you are every time. You two would just always end up... alone together.
Like how he was only supposed to tell you something little for five minutes turning into thirty minutes.
How every time he makes you laugh with his corny jokes he suddenly gets this weird feeling.
Times like that just ended up getting longer and longer just because neither of you want to stop the conversation.
Shanks never thought much about it. It was simple really. He just found it easy and comfortable to talk to you.
It just slipped its way into his routine without him realising.
And when one of the crew points it out he'd just laugh it off.
Because in his mind, he didn't think anything was going on.
You were just you, fun to talk to that's why he keeps going to you.
At least that's what he told himself.
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The realisation happened in the most random way possible.
The crew stopped by an island to get some supplies, and of course you eneded up spending the whole day with your captain.
Not that you both planned it, it just naturally happened like always.
You both walked around the market, stopping by random stalls and talking about anything.
As you both were walking around, you spotted a stall filled with fruits.
"Shanks look" you tugged on his shirt and pointed at the stall "Those apples look juicy, can we check it out?"
He looked over and chuckled, "Of course.. anything for you"
You roll your eyes at his usual playfulness before walking over to the stall.
An elderly woman running the stall smiles at you two. "Hello, would you like to buy some apples?"
You smile back at her, "Yes please, can we get a kilo of apples?"
Shanks grabbed some money from his pocket before handing it to her.
"Thank you young man, just pick one of those bags"
You look around the table of bagged apples, looking for the best looking ones. Then, you spotted one in the middle of the bunch. But before you could get them, a hand grabs them before you can.
"They're heavy, I'll carry them for you"
Shanks grabs the bag and smiles at you. "It's one kilo, it's not that heavy. You're already holding something, and you've only got one arm. Let me do it" you argue.
He sticks his tongue out "No, let me carry it"
You open your mouth to argue with him some more before you heard the elderly woman giggle a bit.
"Oh what a lovely couple"
You both immediately froze.
"Oh no we're not together"
Beside you, Shanks laughed.
"Not even close"
The woman chuckled before returning to packaging the apples.
Neither of you thought much of it before continuing shopping.
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The day went on like usual, you both walked around did your thing and talked. You pointed out things you like or need for the ship, and he ends up carrying most of them even with how much you argue.
Nothing unusual
Nothing different
But still, his mind went back to what that old lady said.
'Oh what a lovely couple'
Thats stupid, you were just friends
Really good friends. That was all to it
So why is he still bothered about it?
Why can't he stop thinking about it?
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By the time the sun set, you both were back at the ship. Everyone was scattered around the ship's deck, conversations overlapping, crates being moved, people laughing and chatting.
You went and immediately started getting pulled into conversations. Laughing and helping around the ship.
Shanks was leaning on a railing near you, just watching for a moment.
Just... thinking
And in that moment, he noticed something he didn't think much of before.
How his attention always softened and drifted back to you. How he always changes his schedules around just to be with you.
How it felt natural and comfortable around you. And that comment the woman made slowly started to make sense now.
Why people always assume something going on between you two just simply because he acts like it.
Because there is something going on
Well for him at least...
Shanks exhaled through his nose, one hand rubbing the back of his neck as a slow smile formed on his face.
"... That's a problem" he muttered a little softly.
Across the deck, Benn glanced over to him. "Your doing it again"
Shanks continued to look at you.
"What am I doing?"
"The staring"
That earned a quiet laugh from him, low and brief, like he already knew the answer.
He didn’t deny it.
Didn’t ignore it either.
Just let it sit there
"…Yeah" Shanks admitted under his breath.
Then, almost like it caught him off guard even as he said it
He gave a small sigh.
"Damn… I think I’m in love with her."
Law:
Law isn't that obvious about it.
Not because he's good at hiding it, but it's just because nobody thought their captain was capable of falling in love.
It's just simply because he's naturally quiet, distant and cold. The type of person who would rather lock himself up in his room than spend and get to know people.
So even when someone had a slight suspicion, they would usually brush it off.
Because isn't it normal for the captain to remember every little thing about a certain crewmate more than others?
Or why he always know or want to know where you are.
Or how he notices you more than anyone else.
Or how he would always stay by your side and barely leave unless important when your sick?
It's because he's the captain and the doctor, paying close attention to his crew is simply his job.
That's what he thinks at least.
Just a responsibility
Just you.
But Law can't stop wondering why he pays more attention to you more than the others.
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You went out for a quick trip in town to get some supplies you forgot to buy. It was just supposed to be quick and simple, but of course luck was just simply not on your side today.
Because somehow, this island had to be under watch by an vice admiral without you or the crew knowing.
Vice admiral Gou is a new marine officer known for being ruthless and merciless. Gou wasn't really famous like the other admirals, but he still earned a reputation for not letting his targets escape.
And of course, you just had to cross paths with him.
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Back on the submarine, Law was busy as usual in his office.
You were supposed to only be gone for a little while. But that little while turned into an hour, then two.
He let out a long exhausted sigh, you should have been back by now.
Maybe you got distracted
Maybe you got lost
Maybe-
But before he could think of the worst, someone knocked on the door.
"Captain" Bepo said before opening the door. "I'm worried, it's been a while and she still hasn't come back"
Law stood up and grabbed his sword next to him. "I'm going out, watch the ship for me" he said before walking towards the door.
Bepo stepped aside, making a way out for his captain.
"I hope she's okay..."
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The moment he reached town, he could clearly tell something was wrong.
People were running around the streets screaming, a few buildings damaged and the ground was cracked in multiple places.
His heart sank as he immediately thought of you.
Then, he overheard people talking
"A pirate fought that new vice admiral Gou"
"She never stood a chance against him"
He froze, trying to process what he just heard
Then he ran, as quickly as he can.
"Damn it, what did you get yourself into" he cursed to himself.
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After running around the streets, he was starting to lose hope on finding you.
But then there you were, soaked in blood.
You were sitting against a broken wall with chunks of rubble around you. Your clothes were torn, blood staining almost you whole body and the ground under you.
For one second, Law's heart stopped. His mind jumping to the worst possible things.
You weren't moving, you were too still. His chest tightened so bad it hurt.
'What the hell happened here?!'
He immediately ran towards you, heart beating faster than ever. His hands shakly grabbed both your shoulders. The sight of you like this made his heart clench, he couldn't simply stop the tears threatening to come out of his eyes.
He was scared, a feeling he hasn't felt this intense in years.
You felt something wet drop on your face. You struggled to keep your eyes open, only managing to open them barely.
"... Captain?..."
It was a surprise you managed to find the strength to say that. It was a relief that you were still conscious.
"What were you thinking?!" his voice came out harsher than expected. But even while he's scolding you, he's checking your injuries.
Already trying to stop the bleeding
Already making sure your pulse is still there.
Because no matter how angry he was at your stupidity, he was still worried sick about you.
He carefully lifted you into his arms, making sure not to make sudden movements.
Please
Just stay alive
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Back at the submarine, he immediately took care of you and did everything he can to make sure you'll be okay.
He spent long hours, trying to patch you up while the crew waited outside the room. They've never seen Law like this before.
Usually he was calm and collected, but right now he seemed scared and panicked.
And finally after a long time, he finished treating you.
But even though you survived, you still weren't awake.
A day passed, then another
During that time you were in a coma, Law spent all his time in your room.
Sometimes he'll sit beside your bed while reading one of his medical books.
Sometimes he'll try to work, but most of the time he'd just simply watch the steady rise and fall of your chest. Waiting for you to wake up
Making sure you were still breathing. The crew immediately noticed Law would never leave your room.
Because every time they came to visit you, Law was there.
Like he's afraid that if he left, something would happen to you.
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A few days later when your eyes finally opened, Law was right there sitting next to your bed. Like he always had for the past week waiting for you to wake up.
For a moment neither of you spoke, just savouring each other's company.
Then he let out a breath that sounded almost shaky.
"Your an idiot"
Your throat felt dry as you try to form words in your mouth.
"Nice to see you too" you tried to smile, but you felt too weak to do so.
"You nearly died"
The words came out sharper than he thought.
You notice the dark circles under his eyes, how his shoulders slowly start to loosen up. He looked exhausted, like he hasn't slept properly in a while.
Seeing you finally awake made him feel a sense of relief. He didn't have time worry about something happening to you during your slumber.
You stare at him for a moment.
"Have you slept? You looked exhausted"
Law looked away "That's not important"
But it was, because it got him thinking why was he acting like this all of the sudden?
He never acted this panicked when one of the crew almost died once.
But with you it was different. How many hours he spent locked in your room the whole time you were in a coma.
The constant need to check on you, to make sure you were still breathing.
The fear he felt when he thought about losing you.
And that's when the gears in his head fit into place.
The reason why seeing you covered in blood made his heart drop.
The reason why the thought of losing you scared him more than anything else.
The reason why he couldn't leave your side no matter how many times he told himself to get some rest.
Law lowered his gaze, his shoulder resting against the arm rest of his chair.
"...Seriously?"
The words slipped out of his mouth before he could stop it.
Because after everything, it all finally made sense to him.
It wasn't just because he was scared of losing a crew member.
He didn't just notice you more because you were a crewmate
When you go up to Law on the deck of the polar tang, the ocean breeze blows loose strands of hair into your face. He reaches a tattooed hand up as you speak, carefully brushing your hair back from your face and tucking it behind your ear. You stutter over your words at the gentle gesture, but he doesn’t so much as blink at the intimacy of it. His hand lingers for just a moment too long, savouring the feel of his fingers brushing over your cheek before he lets his hand drop back down to his side. It comes so naturally to him, the urge to brush your hair back from where it’s getting in your eyes. In part, he wants to relieve you of any discomfort, but more than anything, he wishes to keep your face open for him to admire.
Luffy: Booping your nose
It doesn’t matter what you’re doing. Whether you’re reading, eating, daydreaming, or anything in between, the moment you see Luffy approaching, you scrunch your nose in anticipation. Without fail, Luffy always greets you with a wide grin and a boop on the nose. You’re not sure when he picked up the habit, but the action always makes you laugh. Honestly, you think that’s half the reason he does it. It’s such a small thing, but it’s so inherently him, and it makes you feel special, even if it is a little silly. It’s a small act of intimacy reserved just for the two of you, and the silliness of the act makes it so authentic to Luffy.
Sanji: Gives you the first bite of his food
“Come here a second, my love,” Sanji calls over to you. You round the island, moving to his side. He’s holding the spoon up with an eager smile, excited for you to try his new recipe. Much to Luffy’s dismay, Sanji always saves the first bite of food for you. He craves your praise like a drug, and you never disappoint.
“Mmm, Sanji, this divine,” You practically moan, and his smile widens even more. He’s always been proud of his cooking ability, but never more than when he sees the reactions his food gets out of you. He’s slowly started tweaking his recipes based on your reactions until they’re crafted just to your preference, ensuring you love his food every time. He’s effectively combined his two loves: cooking and you.
Zoro: Sidewalk rule
Walking through the small island town, Zoro always makes sure he walks on the side of the path closest to the canal. He does it so naturally that at first, you don’t even notice. But time and again, Zoro ensures that he places his body between you and the potential danger.
When you’re walking through a bustling town with plenty of people milling about, he moves closer to your side, placing his hand on the small of your back to help guide you through the crowd. His urge to protect you is entirely instinctual. He doesn’t really think about why he places himself between you and the canal, or why he enters your personal space when pushing through a crowd. All he knows is that he feels more at ease when he knows you’re taken care of.
Ace: Pressing his knee against yours under the table
You’re about halfway through your meal, engrossed in a conversation with Marco, when Ace comes to sit down beside you. You continue speaking with Marco, smiling up at Ace but keeping your focus on the man sitting across from you. The first brush of Ace’s knee against yours, you barely notice, assuming it’s accidental. But then he does it again, more intentionally. His knee lingers as it pushes against yours before dropping away from you. You never falter in speaking, but your attention pulls away from the topic at hand, focusing more on the man next to you as he pushes his leg against yours once more. This time, you push back, catching his grin out of the corner of your eye as you silently acknowledge his not-so-subtle bid for attention. He’s polite enough not to interrupt your conversation – this time, at least – but the comforting press of his thigh against yours as he scoots marginally closer to you is enough to ensure you’re aware of his presence. It’s a silent way for him to show that he wants you close, without having to voice the thought.
content ⸝⸝ (separate) clingy ! zoro roronoa + monkey d. luffy + portgas d. ace x fem ! reader , fluff , ≈ 500 words per drabble
಄ zoro roronoa (takes place during egghead)
─── zoro can’t sleep without you.
as strange as it sounds, he can’t drift off until you’re in his arms, pressed against his chest. this even applies to his daily naps, no matter how short they might be. he yawned, stretching his arms behind his head before leaning back against the ship’s dock. the two of you were supposed to be guarding it—alongside brook—while the rest of the crew was with the vegapunks.
“[first name],” he called out just as brook had poured you a glass of tea.
you turned immediately at the sound of your name. “yes, zoro—?” you responded, already recognizing his usual sleeping posture. “i’ll be there in a second. just let me finish this tea… ooh! hot, hot.” you blew on the steam before taking another sip.
he grunted and sat up. “drink quickly, or i won’t be able to sleep.”
you rolled your eyes playfully. “yes, you will. you can’t sleep without me anyway.”
he frowned, knowing you were right. clicking his tongue, he walked over to where you were sitting at the table near the edge of the ship. he sat on the floor beside your chair and leaned against it—somehow managing not to tip it over.
“you’re going to fall asleep like that?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.
“you’re taking too long,” he explained, crossing his arms and shutting his eyes. “i had to improvise.”
you took another sip and started stroking his hair with your fingers. “alright then. when i finish this, i’ll come lay beside you.” you assumed zoro had drifted off shortly after, lulled by your gentle touch and soft movements. surely, with your fingers running through his hair, he should be asleep in no time.
well, you thought.
you finished the glass brook had poured for you and left it on the table for him or sanji to clean later. you settled beside zoro, making yourself comfortable, only to see his eye open. you flinched. “you’re still awake?!”
he uncrossed his arms and laid back on the deck. “i’ve been this whole time. my arms are empty.”
you sighed and scooted closer until you were lying on top of him, your head resting on his chest as his arms wrapped around your waist. “okay, okay,” you whispered. “go to sleep now.”
and just like that, roronoa zoro fell asleep without any trouble.
“yohohoho—oh.” brook paused mid-step, taking a few steps back as he realized what was happening. “what if i join in on the cuddling? wouldn’t that be a great surprise yohoho—!”
still asleep, zoro suddenly tossed a sword in brook’s direction. it landed with a thud, piercing straight through the ship’s wall.
“HOW DID HE DO THAT?!”
಄ monkey d. luffy
─── everyone but luffy can see the way he treats you differently from everyone else. no matter how many times his own crew called him out for his behavior toward you, he would brush it off and insist he did the same with everybody else—even though that wasn’t entirely true. wherever you went, luffy was always down to tag along, just to make sure you had a companion—even if it wasn’t strictly necessary.
he knew you were as strong as the rest of the straw hats. but for some reason, he never wanted to leave your side. during battles, he would suggest you—mostly just you—to come with him. and when you swallowed nervously, knowing you were about to face the toughest enemies on the seas, he would reassure you, promising he would keep you safe, no matter what.
and he was right. always.
when night fell, he had walk down the ship until he reached your room.
knock! knock!
by now, it was practically a daily routine. he would show up and ask if he could spend the night with you because he had had a ‘bad dream.’ (you still weren’t sure if that was true or not.) if you refused, he would latch onto you until you gave in. there was no point in rejecting your captain’s nightly request.
you opened the door, and he sprang forward, hugging you tightly. you stumbled backward. “what kind of nightmare did you have this time?” you asked, trying to peel him off, but it was useless.
he giggled, looking you in the eye. “none! i just want to be here.”
the door was still open—anyone could walk by and see what the captain and his crewmate were up to. but everyone knew luffy slept in your room by now. it wasn’t a secret.
“okay…?” you raised a brow. “go sleep on the couch—”
“can i sleep on your bed this time?”
“…you want me to take the couch instead?”
“we can both lay on the bed together!” his big grin was impossible to resist.
you didn’t enjoy seeing luffy frown, so you sighed and led him over to your bed. “...alright.”
you didn’t realize your bed wasn’t really big enough for two people. you had your back turned to luffy, facing the opposite direction. you exhaled, trying to sleep—until you felt a rubbery hand grab your shoulder. you shifted, turning to face your captain. his face appeared right in front of yours, your noses almost touching. you nearly fell off the bed, but his hand kept you from doing so.
“yes, luffy?” you swallowed, feeling heat crawl up your neck.
“i have a feeling you’re going to fall,” he said. “want me to hold you so you don’t?” he blinked innocently, silently hoping you would say yes.
you sweat-dropped at him. “i mean… sure.”
his arm wrapped around you in an instant. “good night, [first name]!”
“night.”
and with the door still open, sanji, chopper, and robin walked by, heading to grab a glass of water. when they passed your room, they paused.
sanji’s mouth dropped. “WHAT?!”
chopper loudly shushed him. “shhh! you’ll wake them up!”
robin smiled warmly. she didn’t say anything. but she did think one thing.
“so cute.”
಄ portgas d. ace
─── you never quite knew if portgas d. ace’s clinginess was something you adored or simply tolerated in your relationship. there was no denying you loved his affection—you craved it—but there were moments when it tipped into something harder to manage. the crew on whitebeard’s ship knew to disappear the second the two of you were in the same space, keen to avoid ‘interrupting something.’ however… whitebeard himself remained unaware of the unspoken rule.
“ace… would you let go? i’m trying to fix this tear in the top.” you pleaded, prying at his arms wrapped around you. his bare chest pressed against your back, his chin nestled in the crook of your neck, and frustration flickered under your skin. “i can’t even move my arms..!” you huffed, finally voicing the issue.
only then did he loosen his hold, though his head stayed tucked close. “thank you.” you breathed out, picking up the sewing materials again to mend the large hole in the shirt you wore. but your relief lasted all of a minute before his arms were wrapped around you once more.
“ace—!”
“it’s not enough.” he murmured, his voice muffled against your shoulder.
you turned your head to face him. “what’s not enough?”
“i need to be in your skin.” he admitted, pulling you even closer.
you sighed, no longer bothering to resist. “is this not close enough for you?”
“nope.” the word vibrated against your skin as he shook his head. dropping the sewing materials again, you surrendered to his hold—like you always did. it was just one of the many times ace had derailed your plans, prioritizing his need for your attention above everything else.
“did you already wash up?” he asked, inhaling deeply at your neck. “you always smell good.”
“no, i was going to take a bath after fixing this.” you said, gesturing to the shirt on the floor. he didn’t so much as glance at it—nor did he care that he was the reason for your delay.
“fix it later, or have pops do it himself.” he yawned. “why don’t we bathe together?”
“i don’t trust pops with my equipment—seriously?” you blinked, realizing what he had suggested. “i swear, you’re getting clingier every day.”
“how could i not?” he grinned, lifting his head just enough to meet your gaze. “everyone should know you’re mine.”
“i think they already do.” you muttered under your breath. with a reluctant sigh, you finally untangled yourself from his grip. “fine. get the bath ready.”
“i wanna get it ready with you—”
“you’re so needy!”
authors note. first post after 100 yearssss i hope you guys enjoyed :))) FIRST ACE WORK I'VE DONE LESSGOOOO pls request so my master-list isn't filled with old and poorly written pieces...😞
