Senku and you playing roblox and it gets freaky... JK not really but u flirt hella! if u like this i may make a jucier part 2 😛 -🪻
The night was perfect, your desk perched by your open window, allowing the nostalgic summer air to tousel your curtains. Senku's voice was carried straight into your ears thanks to your newly bought headset, and every game was just another excuse to keep talking for another second longer- sleep be damned.
tags: 900 words (dkm💔), senku ishigami x reader, modern!au, sexual tension, non established relations, flirty banter, fluff
You'd been on the game so long your ass hurt, Yuziriha and Taiju were long since dreaming, but you and Senku? Still up, still on discord voice chat, and still on Roblox.
"Dude, can you get the fuck out of my way!! He's coming- FUCK Senku!!! MOVE!!" You squeaked, petrified of the kid-napping reindeer that was on your tail.
"Which direction?? Your comms are ASS. Just use your flashlight, blockhead." He said calm, seemingly unphased despite the way his heart hammered in his chest. The adrenaline, entire can of Red Bull, and time of hour muddled together into a kind of locked in that wouldn't exist otherwise.
The night was perfect, your desk perched by your open window, allowing the nostalgic summer air to tousel your curtains. Senku's voice was carried straight into your ears thanks to your newly bought headset, and every game was just another excuse to keep talking for another second longer- sleep be damned.
"SENKU!@1!1!!!! WHERE ARE YOU IT'S GUNNA FUCKEN GIT- AAAAHGHH-" Your pitch cut out of Senku's headset, leaving him snickering his ass off as you died. Your screen flooded with the jumpscare, and there was no hope of resurection after your last medkit was used on Taiju half an hour ago. The death message appeared, and you unleashed a string of curses upon the reindeer, Senku, and each of their respective bloodlines (excluding Byakuya.)
Senku was laughing his ass off, voice husky on sleep deprivation and high quality thanks to his God tier set up. His sarcastic drawl always hit right at your gut, and tonight was no exception. "You dumbass, I told you to get the better flashli- FUCK!" Shock jumped him out of his jimmies as he too fell to that damn deer. Now it was your turn to laugh, high on the night and joy of revenge.
He was distracted- hands off the keyboard while you spectated his sudden death. He was just about to arrive at your shared campfire, home for the past 4 ish hours or so, when the death message popped up for him as well solidifying your loss. "You're fucking kidding me." He said in disbelief, a bit pissed and sort of sexy… Late night voice chat does things to a girl.
"Take that, you overconfident freak!" You squaked through laughs at a volume that would definitely get you in trouble tomorrow. "You do realize we're in a team right? I told you to get the better flashlight! There was like, a ten billion percent chance you were gonna need it." He rambled incessantly, need to salvage face outweighing the shame of losing a kids game you both worked way too hard on.
Still giggling, you switched the vc to your phone, decidedly done with games for the night. "Don't you remember why I couldn't take it? You had the last one from that tower we looted." You said more gently than before, your mouth settling somewhere between a smile and biting your lip.
"You idiot, there were more in that winter biome we passed. The loot there is statistically better, do you know nothing about this game? That's the whole reason we were out of camp at night, but you just had to collect every loot crate we found." He was smiling even as he ranted, you could hear it. He teased, and you defended, and oh God- the name calling. Shit had you kicking your feet.
"Umm not my fault we were lacking in resources. You built all those useless machines! I thought I was gaming with a genius, but you clearly don't know shit, doofus." You spoke low, finally exhausted and volume concious, sarcasm woven into each line.
"Doofus??" He squeaked out a sound of disbelief. "I bet you don't know what crafting table 3 even unlocks you uncultured swine!..." He trailed off, explaining all the game mechanics and meta strats he was setting up, you weren't interested though. It was like everything he got his hands on he had to consume completely, understand from every angle, before spitting it back out and putting every aspect into practice. You always admired that about him, really you did, but his geeky ass had no right knowing all that and a bag of chips about a Roblox game.
Still, you let him ramble on about the game developers entire life story as you yawned, fading out of conciousness fast. "Yeah yeah," You yawned. "Save it for the bitch who cares, that was all your fault and I'll stand ten toes down on that." You shied away from your desk and flopped onto your bed, headphone cable trailing behind you. "Tch. Whatever." He relented, a gleeful sort of frustration in his tone. You smiled fondly and plugged in your phone, suddenly running out of actual things to talk about.
Neither of you never really acknowledged the flirting between you that only happened when you were alone. The banter sort of slipped out and his responses always made you wanna slip something in… His tone was just so cocky, rousing something in you. It had always happened, but now that you were on a break from school, it was routine.
You heard him scuffling, then a poof sound, no doubt mimicking your pose on his own bed. Lied down and strung out. You both sighed, suddenly feeling real. "...How long were we playing anyways?"
vro i literally forgor everything i had in my drafts i have like three senku wips omfg but hey i actually posted the fics from my polls yaaaayyyy 🎉 i actually just hit day 500 in 99 nights last night so heres the fic to celebrate 😛💜 -🪻
IDK if any of u even care (my posts go str8 to tumblr ethos) but i changed my user from geek 55 to this in LITERALLY a bout of paranoia of my irls finding this (they never would). But im crazy so 😛 -🪻
Sabo laid on top of the floating dock and it felt the same as it always had; like no time passed at all.
"I've been wanting to do this with you since forever…" He trailed off, voice slow- the one you'd come to love and look forward to. Your heart pounded as he spoke, his proximity and low volume doing things to you.
"I… We- we all really miss you, y'know?" He muttered as both of your eyes darted across the constellations, avoiding the others' gaze.
His words struck a chord with you, and you smiled sadly. Both of you trained your eyes forwards like your lives depended on it. It was like hide and seek when you were kids.
Maybe if each of you hid your face, you'd be able to hide from each other.
So you continued stargazing, even though his hair was a more brilliant blonde than those masses of light above. You couldn't address each other's feelings, though you'd both shared them forever. It was just too complicated. Always was with Sabo.
Facing the night sky instead you saw thousands of stars glistening, and you soaked in everyone with your childhood best friend. "I wish it could just… Work like that." You said plainly. "We", you wanted to say. Not 'it'. Us.
He glanced at you before scoffing that knowing smile, and returning his gaze to the sky.
"I know." There was a long pause of silence, as you both breathed in the night, silently wishing on a passing star. His hand was warm, you could tell, hovering beside yours. It was all you took not to reach out to it. The stars seemed closer, easier to touch than the boy next to you.
"Neither of you never really acknowledged the flirting between you that only happened when you were alone. The banter just.. slipped out and his responses always made you wanna slip something in… His tone was just always so cocky, rousing something in you. It had always happened, but now that you were on a break, it was routine.
You heard him scuffling, then a poof sound, no doubt mimicking your pose on his own bed. Lied down and strung out. You both sighed, suddenly feeling real. "..How long were we playing anyways?" "
holy fuck guys i literally cant write any ff besides law hes just so easy to write omffff but i rlly wanna write smt good... im thinking a breakup fic. but atp this acc will becum a daddy law acc LOLLLL anyshways ill try and release a likkle wip
"Senku held a stale face as he spoke, you assumed from concentration. "Nope. Just ibuprofen." He corrected with his voice in that familiar drawl, but softened. You found it odd- "soft" and "Senku" just don't mix. He held a vial up, examined briefly, and shook it before pouring it into another. "
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Hey hey! I promise im working on the senku x reader fic from this poll!! Life been lifin lately but heres a likkle snippet for my loyal fans (๑❛▿ ◠๑ ) /s/lh -🪻
New hyperfixation (the neurodivergent kind, not the tiktok buzzword kind) is Dr. Stone like Wow If Were Talkin Stone I Can Get You Rock Hard Senku😝 BAAAHHHH GET IN MY BUTT i already binged 3 szns... Anyshways Next fic poll!!! -🪻
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If any of yall know how to make request thingies or wtv lmk im clueless wit dat stuff 🤓 maybe i shld just go to ao3 sigh...
Pt. 1 - https://www.tumblr.com/geek55/793648593285300224/putting-the-punk-in-punk-hazard-pt-1
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What was with this island? You found yourself intimately close to Law once more, clutching him like some shitty romance novel. You hated his guts, but didn't actually want him to, y'know, die. You still needed him. For answers. Obviously.
tags: part 2, trafalgar law x gn! reader, enemies to lovers, non established relationship, slowburn
warnings: slight gore, and cussing as always
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You all had your missions… As sloppily as your crew worked- you made do, and make do you did. Currently, you were told to do… Err… Something or the other. Lead the marines to building R? Building B? Honestly, you probably could care a little more, but you didn't. As always, you were chasing Law's retreating back.
After announcing that you all had two hours to move through the buildings, he just disappears? Not on your watch.
Keeping up with his devil fruit's teleportation was hard, but you were used to the quiet sneaking. He made his way into a room, and you peaked your head around the corner with your back to the wall. The doors had strange text on them.
"S. A. D.? Emo ass.." You murmured to yourself, before spotting a Marine saunter in after Law. You hid to avoid confrontation. Using your haki, you planted yourself flat against the wall and sensed them both enter. When it was safe you snuck in through the doors, and downwards below the platform the men were on.
You explored, bug-eyed, through elephant sized metal canisters and liquid pillars. They were manufacturing something… "S.A.D." Probably another chemical weapon like the one Ceasar unleashed. Law had business here: you would find out what. You dragged your fingers along the interior, catching male voices ricocheting off the metal panels. You stopped and creeped over to eavesdrop.
As the marine began talking, their conversation came off as… Familiar. Law and him certainly had a history, and you gathered as much info as you could. "Finally! Some real dirt on the guy.." You finally had a reason, an excuse to be checking him out as possessively as you have been- as an enemy of course.
Something about him just being a marine was amiss in your gut, and you attempted to bridge the gap by theorizing some more. Your mind ran through infinite possibilities- Maybe he was an undercover marine here to take the Strawhats in for the bounty? No, he didn't seem to be the greedy type.
Or- Or maybe- he was threatened by Luffy's resurgence, and was using his status as warlord to call the shots and get the big boys here to take y'all down. That theory didn't quite add up, though, because Law didn't seem like the type to overcompensate, nor rely on the likes of Smokey and his bandits.
He was definitely in no shortage of "confidence" if your little lap dance earlier said anything. You tried and failed to shake the thought of Law's junk from your mind, and returned your focus to the matter at hand.
You smirked to yourself, eager to expose him and find out just why he rubbed you the wrong way. Not that you wanted him to rub you or anything like that– There was just.. Something about Law you couldn't put your finger on. Your mind told you this may finally be it. A twisty feeling in your stomach told you otherwise.
"Vergo" (apparently) said something about a "last time" that made you infinitely more interested- SKEPTICAL! Skeptical, about Trafalgar Law and his past. And what was that about people like him dying young? They didn't seem to be on friendly terms like you'd initially suspected.
They definitely weren't friendly if the way Vergo slammed into him said anything. They began to "fight", if you could call it that. It was almost humorous watching Law get beat around- is what you tried to tell yourself. But you couldn't help wincing with every blow, and couldn't stop the sigh of relief that came when Smoker of all people walked in to save him.
You were about to retreat having satiated your curiosity, when Law's hat fell flush on the floor in front of you from the platform above. You bent down to inspect it, and it smelled just like him. "Ugh. I even know how he smells…" The worst part? He smelled nice. The scent was refreshing among all the chemicals, and you looked up, catching the way the bars had contorted to fit his knocked out body.
That shitty hat… It was like a sign to help him out, maybe get some answers along the way. You tucked his hat under your arm, and with a kiss of your teeth, begrudgingly made your way back up to drag him out of the fray.
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When you found your way back up, Smokey the Bear and Bamboo Guy were going in on each other. Fully distracted, trash talking about this or that, you took advantage of the cloud cover Smoker provided and snuck over to Law.
As you neared his crumbled form, the both of you locked eyes. He seemed surprised, but winced at the effort. He ushered a weak "What..?" as he studied your form. He was panting, and badly beaten. Your face was almost neutral, save for the concern knitted into your eyebrows.
"Shut up. I want answers." You said hurriedly, as if to convince yourself you didn't want to help him for the sake of it. Which you weren't.
"Here's your ugly ass hat." You tossed it to him and crouched at his side, assessing his wounds. You gave him a full body scan with your hands and eyes.
Subconsciously, you knew he would've been pissed if he wasn't so fucked up. He couldn't even put the stupid hat on. Every breath or movement was laborious, and you did what you could to wipe off the blood his eyes. There wasn't really much else you could do.
"Why are you-" He started, but it was you who finished. "To save you, idiot. Again, your dumbass heart stealing act bites you in the ass… Who let you eat that damn fruit? One trick fucking pony."
You finally got a good look at him up close.
"Fuck.."
The blood was everywhere, and you were evidently stressed, it even bordered on concern. You were close enough to feel his body get cold, even as his hot breath hit the side your face.
You reached a hand over to unzip the top of his coat, and he suddenly gripped your wrist. Your eyes shot to his.
"Don't." The touch- His touch, made you nervous. Your heart spiked like your red hand was in the cookie jar, not on Trafalgar Law.
The sight of him like this all fucked up made you queasy. That's the name you gave the emotion, but it was still off. Something wasn't right, it was more than that, but you stuffed it deep down in your stomach with a gulp.
You held his gaze and proceeded to pull his coat zipper down. He let you, but kept his warm hands tied to your wrist. Law flinched in pain, squeezing you in intervals. If not to take your hand off his coat, why the fuck was he still holding you? And why weren't you opposed to it?
He winced as you pulled his coat zipper lower and lower to… Assess the damage. You turned your gaze to his toned chest beneath the coat where, "Of course you don't have a shirt on," You scoffed easing the tension slightly, until you inspected him closer. Your pulse raced as your eyes discovered all the various parts of his body, however wounded they were.
Your face fell instantly. His chest was demolished. Things were sticking out where they shouldn't be and he was purple. Your hands shook as you pulled his coat off his left side, only to find- or not find- "Your heart…" You muttered solemnly, half in shock and half insanely concerned. There was a gaping hole, you could literally see into him. Being on the Grand Line, you saw a lot, but this? It might've just taken the cake.
You touched a tentative hand around the gaping hole in his chest, tenderly caressing him as though he might break open with a wrong move. "That's not… Supposed to happen." You whispered close to him in shock, still feeling up his chest. He gripped your arm harder now, incidentally pulling you down with the force of his grip. Your faces were inches apart, and your hands were on his skin. He should've been hot, you knew you were, but he wasn't. He was getting colder. "I know. Blame my devil fruit," He spat out venemously, mostly from pain but a bit of spite. There was also a hint of shame there, but you'd address that when he could stand upright.
What was with this island? You found yourself intimately close to Law once more, clutching him like some shitty romance novel. You hated his guts, but didn't actually want him to, y'know, die. You still needed him. For answers.
Obviously.
And for him to live, you needed to win his heart back.
"I've got… A plan," He huffed in your face lowly, half dressed, hair all out, and disheveled. You would be lying if you didn't find him, well maybe just a little- You dismissed the thought as quickly as it came, washing it over with the urgency of fixing him. "Not the time", you chided yourself.
You disregarded his mention of a "plan" with an eyeroll, and questioned simply, "Who has your heart?" His eyes widened and he flushed for a moment. You assumed it was from the pain.
"What? Why's that-" His grip slipped slightly. "Oh." A semblance of… Relief? Washed over him? He exhaled and attempted to continue by clearing his throat, but not before wracking a cough.
"Idiot.. Just tell me how I can get your heart, you're really fucked dude. I don't think you can fix yourself up like this.." You trailed off and looked around in a panic, hands still on his bare torso. He flexed his hand on your wrist, bringing your attention back to him.
"You must want my heart.. pretty bad, huh?" He was fucking smirking. Guy was on deaths door, and SMIRKED at you. You looked on in confusion, and mild contemplation. He had to be messing with you. And if you didn't hate his guts, you'd say he was flirting with you, too.
…The fuck?
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a/n: ur welcum jaz and letty... yes chat its here... I HAVE A JOB OKA! i write when i can. need to be a ao3 mf fr they just ghost for 10 billion yrs and everyone loves them up. maybe ill move there heh k hope u liked it baiiii -🪻
"F…" He drew the word out like he was unsheathing one of his swords. "Fuuuuuckkk.. Ngh-" He slurred his every word as he keeled over at the corner of the club.
"Huh, you call that a blow?" He scoffed from his place above you. "I'll show you a blow, swordsman," You retorted through gritted teeth. Zoro's mouth came to a close and his eyebrow raised in something akin to consideration.
Law
The doctor shot you a judgemental look, his face contorting in a hot disapproval. It was like he was trying to communicate telepathically, "Really? Him?"
There was just.. Something about Law you couldn't put your finger on. Your mind told you this may finally be it. A twisty feeling in your gut told you otherwise.
Ace
"Pleasures all mine," Ace let out in that sultry voice of his, lined with a hint of what you thought- or hoped- to be affection.
HEY GUYTH🤓 I'm back! And I have 5 ish drafts- 2 zoro, 2 law (yes including part two of my punk hazard fic), and one ace!! What would yall like to see? -🪻
☆ : I present to you my Masterlist dedicated to the other Tumblr's One Piece creators ! I only put 50 titles since the application does not allow more T_T. Many fluffs and smuts. With link, mention of authors and literary genre. If you don't know what to read, let's enjoy it here and/or go see the blogs of these authors, they are all extraordinary.
☆ Headcanons / drabbles :
"Always here for you on your worst days" ~ [One Piece boys x fem! reader] ~ by @eustasskidagenda
"Sabo random hdcs" ~ [sabo] ~ by @eustasskidagenda
"Think Quick ! I'm a Random Girl" ~ [One Piece boys x fem! reader] ~ by @inseobts
"Insecurities don't fit your beauty." ~ [One Piece boys x gn! reader] ~ by @aveocadeo
"One piece men as your alpha headcanons [part 2]" ~ [One piece boys x fem! reader] ~ by @sanjisleggy
"Hands on" ~ [multiple One piece boys] ~ by @rae-writes
"Affectionate Lover" ~ [One Piece Men] ~ by @pinejayy
"Wake him up !" ~ [roronoa zoro] ~ by @sleepymarimo
☆ Fluff / comfort / relationships :
"Little Miss Attitude" ~ [One Piece x fem! reader] ~ by @nanasplushy
"Cheer up, Law !!" ~ [trafalgar law] ~ by @nanasplushy
"Curse the surgeon !!" ~ [trafalgar law] ~ by @nanasplushy
"Law's scowl had morphed into a smirk, tilting his torso down to yours once more. The smug expression he held… You had to find a way to wipe it off- by any means necessary."
tags: part 1, 1.2k words, trafalgar law x gn!reader, enemies to lovers, non established relationship, slow burn, innuendo mama!, yearner
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Just because Luffy agreed to an alliance with the Heart Pirates, doesn't mean everyone else agrees with it as well. You definitely don't. Hell, you and the crew didn't agree with half of that rubber boy's plans, even if they did tend to work out in the end. The Heart Pirates captain- Trafalgar D. Water Law- being a direct rival and fellow rookie of Luffy already made you suspicious of him, and this was before you trained for two years straight.
As you heightened your skills, what was Law doing? Scheming Luffy into his plans, who had been inactive for years. It just didn't add up. This one was too convenient for Law; you knew he had an ulterior motive. But you had ulterior motives of your own- and would use them to learn the truth- For Luffy's sake! Of course–
Presently though, you were fighting another vague enemy (Cesar Salad or something) on Punk Hazard and took every opportunity possible to keep an eye on Law. Scoping out for enemies? You volunteered. Looking for doctor's equipment with him and Chopper? Suddenly you were very invested in the medical field. Even being captured while a deadly gas swarmed the island you found yourself tossed right onto Law's lap, chest down and ass up, much to Robin's amusement.
You landed with an "Oof-" as Law kissed his teeth, low and slow. "This isn't funny, Robin." You glared at her from overtop his warm legs, your coat wrinkling as you squirmed around to face her. Your hands were secured behind you in cold and heavy sea prism cuffs, not that you had devil fruit powers anyway.
The scene was like a bad porno. Locked in a cage with your not-so-secret enemy, but bent over and unable to move. 'What was next? Spanking?' You thought to yourself, unamused. Luffy began giggling as well, definitely not helping while you fussed around trying to get off of the doctors lap. The only thing you achieved was getting your back to be further arched up, and into Law's face. He shifted slightly.
"Quit squirming, it's disturbing to watch." Law muttered openly with an uncomfortable look. You whipped your head to your captain's potential nemesis, and shot him the rudest, most gangster look you could muster, taking some notes out of the Franky Family's book.
"What's disturbing," You emphasized, "...Is the fact that a grown man is in a cage because of his own damn powers. What idiot gives the underling of a real warlord his own heart?" You mocked his rank casually. "Your heart stealer act that got you to your position is like, literally going to be the death of you." You ranted as the purple smoke threatened to encase your little steel party bus, still flush in his lap. Wind was already seeping in, and it was a matter of time before it carried Ceaser's fun gas with it.
Though, you would have to admit, the warmth of another human was nice against the frigid cold seeping through the bars. Not because it was his warmth. 'Anyone would've been just as pleasant,' you thought to yourself too quickly, shaking your head. The cold was freezing your sensibility as well, it seemed. He quirked a cocky brow, that deadset frown still dawning his infuriatingly proportionate face. It made your stomach swoon- er, crawl? It was hard to tell through all the anger.
"And what excuse do you have for being in this mess? Are you simply that weak?" He drew the words out, degraded you, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Just like that, you were annoyed again. It was that way he had of saying things- like everyone was beneath him, and that they should enjoy it. It made your pulse quicken, your blood thicken, and for some reason, your knees a little weak. Ultimately it pissed you off.
"I'm sensing some deflection here, Doctor. Aren't you lot supposed to be smart? How's the captain of the actual Heart Pirates going to get trapped by his crew's own damn name?" A few laughs were stifled, namely Franky and Robin's though they hardly held back. At the mention of "Heart", Law's eyes hardened ever so subtly from above you. Perhaps unnoticeable to the naked eye, however yours had been trained on him since docking this failed science fair of an island. "A bit ironic if you ask me." Irritation and a mocking smile laced your features as you craned to look up at him, proud, even bent over his legs. The image of him above and behind you imprinted in your head, made you shudder a bit.
He inched forward slowly, intimately even, torso dipping down to meet your face. He paused, minty clean breath hot on your face, before continuing. "Still doesn't answer my question." He glared right back at you, absolutely no give in his unwelcoming tone. A staring match ensued while the others simply watched on, patience growing thin for some of your more… mariney "friends".
In contrast to his cold tone, his warm body was starting to get a little too comfortable. You were getting used to the feel of his muscular thighs beneath the fur, it was definitely cushier than the foot thick frozen steel under his ass. You tried to not be grateful for the temperature he granted, but it was hard. His coat was full of his hypnotizing smell, and it only served to irritate you further.
You glared a moment longer, inching forward juuust a bit, before quitting entirely. "Haaaah… Whatever.." Giving in to his stubbornness, you shifted focus to- oh yeah- the death trap you were in. Everyone who knew you two had let you both get it out of your system, accustomed to your respective skepticism and stoicism. But the marines among your little guillotine group were growing restless. You took note, and decided to let this one go- instead focusing on getting up and out of here.
"As much as I love being in your cold, sterile embrace," You lied. Atleast you thought you did. "I do need to get up, so if you could just- move-" You barely finished your squirming, but not before he cut you off with a-
"Room."
Suddenly, at the grace of his Op Op Fruit powers Law had his Kikoku, and your crewmates were freed of your restraints, but not you. "The fuck?" You mushed out, falling face first into the floor instead of his lap. Your jaw met the steel, the thunk echoing off the bars. Luffy laughed and you swore you could have flung that rubber bastard all the way back to whatever hole he crawled out of.
Law's scowl had morphed into a smirk, tilting his torso down to yours once more. The smug expression he held… You had to find a way to wipe it off- by any means necessary. "Still think my powers are to blame?" As he spoke, he rubbed his wrists and massaged where the cuffs had been. He adjusted them with a crazed smirk, and you scowled in response.
He crouched down to tower over you, and you were rolling over to lie on your back. "Miss my… What'd you call it? "Cold, sterile embrace" now?" He said with a now smile on his face. The only other men who had seen you like this and spoken to you like that, in this position, well… The memory of the faceless lovers had you confused with the heat that erupted on your face. You were embarrassed! Not flustered. This was your mortal enemy here. Nothing suggestive about it.
Embarrassed, you hurriedly opened your mouth to retort until Smokey begrudgingly interrupted. "You gonna get us out of here anytime soon, Law? Or are ya gonna keep flirtin'?"
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a/n: finnally released this bad boy plus law art... shit had ME giggling. Likely will be a 3 part series!! chat im literally a wattpad girlie acting like i can deal with tumblr formatting and trends and reach... i need to connect with my roots... be in my natural habitat or sumn shii 🦁 hope u enjoyed pls leave more angsty sexy music in the comments k gbaiiii
is it just me, or do the op animators have a crush on bartolomeo ?😭😭 did anyone else notice his EXTRA DELECTABLE animation or is it just me..? istg like why is he so FINE bruh he's like VISIBLY BUFFER THAN ZORO. ZORO!!! Like i'm gagged bruh they ain't even tryna hide all the slow shots of his muscles.. he's not even a main character and he gets more screentime than robin in dressrosa like cmon 😭 not that im complaining that boy fine shyt!!!😛😛 like okay green haired liberal yesss🥳
"You pulled your bedsheet up to shield yourself from the sun, only to find it a little damp. Squinting and groping, your bed also felt like, more uncomfortable than normal? It was starting to feel like solid wood. Curiously enough, you still had your pillow which was good. Except for the fact that when you did pry your eyes open, there was no ceiling, but open sky. And a full ship mast. And your blanket was not yours, oh- and Monkey D. Luffy was poking you."
It was… Complicated. To say the least. Waking up in a storming ocean, teeming with mythical sea creatures on nothing but your bed frame, it- It was NOT what you were planning for your weekend. One minute you're drifting off, watching some anime, and the next? Practically drowning beside the lochness monster and all his evil cousins.
Lightning struck as thunder wracked your eardrums. The waves licked at you, getting a taste of what it'd be like to swallow you whole, at least before the massive sea monsters did. You did the sensible thing, soaked to the bone in rain and surrounded by things that shouldn't exist- you laughed a little in disbelief, before screaming so fucking loud your chest shook. Unfortunately for you, the sound was equivalent to a dinner bell for the massive beasts. All too suddenly, the scales of the monsters were just beneath the water's surface circling their next meal- your ikea bed.
Thinking completely rationally while your bed sunk comically slow, you pulled the covers over your head and unleashed a final four-minute-long scream before passing out.
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"Helllooooooo-!!" A raspy boyish voice called, paired with a rubbery poke to your cheek. 'Is someone rubbing a glove on me?'. You allowed yourself this sudden and unrealistic thought, lost in a morning haze. More somewhat recognizable voices prattled on, scolding the first one. Had you turned off One Piece before going to bed that night? You thought as you tried to wake, and quickly gave up, feeling like you forgot to remember your dream… Something scary, about sea monsters maybe? Your mind was firing a mile a minute, focus impaired. And your body was oddly heavy, like something metaphorical was weighing you down. Trying to think this early was overwhelming, so you put yourself on snooze and tried to let sleep claim you once more.
You pulled your bedsheet up to shield yourself from the sun, only to find it a little damp. Squinting and groping, your bed also felt like, more uncomfortable than normal? It was starting to feel like solid wood. Curiously enough, you still had your pillow which was good. Except for the fact that when you did pry your eyes open, there was no ceiling, but open sky. And a full ship mast. And your blanket was not yours, oh- and Monkey D. Luffy was poking you.
Naturally, in classic avoidant fashion, you scoffed, pulled the damp sheet over, and closed your eyes in hopes of actually waking up. When that didn't happen, and the tense presence of the freaky looking people finally got to you, you yanked the sheet back down. "Am I genuinely tweaking, orrr are you guys the Strawhat pirates?" You said comically in obvious disbelief.
"Yup! Sure are!" Bragged actual, real life Monkey D. Luffy. He smiled with that classic giggle, while you looked on wide eyed.
"Guess so." Responded actual, real life Roronoa Zoro. 'He's fine..' You thought quickly, still trying to shake off sleep and being in an anime world. You pushed away any simping thoughts, focusing on- well whatever the hell was going on here.
"Uh huh. That's us. The mighty Strawhat Pirates, led by Captain Usopp!" Guwaffed obviously, actual real life Usopp. 'Man, that nose. Stop! Focus.' You thought to yourself, shaking your head.
"That would be correct, and who might you be, sleeping beauty?" Countered genuine, actual, real life Sanji. He offered you a hand, with the other one courteously laid on his chest. You looked at him with bug eyes before dry chuckling and rolling over again. You pulled the blanket taught over you, tucking a bit under your legs, waiting a second before unleashing another scream with a slight cough. Your verbalization made the whole ordeal realer and enabled you to start processing.
The scream left your head clearer, but the actual literal Strawhat pirates- without Chopper it looked like- were shocked at your little scream. When you rolled back over to face them and pulled the blanket off, none of them spoke. Even Sanji retracted his open hand. They all looked at you, probably with a similar look that you had upon seeing those sea monsters. Which, unfortunately, were likely real. As real as whatever the heck was going on with you right now. Facing forward, you stared blankly at the horizon with their eyes still on you.
There was open sky and water, warm weather and a refreshing breeze. The rocking of what could only be the Merry didn't make you seasick like you might've thought, it was more coddling akin to an embrace. You took your time adjusting, brushing off the looks that the anime pirates were giving you, and breathed deeply. You grounded yourself. Breathed in, and tried to approach them again, no freaking out this time. The moment was peaceful, if not for the looming threat of everything you've ever known and loved and hated no longer being in your realm of existence.
Y'know what, besides that though? Peaceful.
You rose to stans and they all jumped back a bit, worried that you'd scream again. Instead you just asked; "Where are we going?" You blurted the question quickly, as if it'd push away all your other thoughts. You'd find a way home, you'd maybe even tell them where you're really from. But you'd need to survive One Piece first. You realized after a bit of thinking that you could die at any moment. Oda could write you out of this world with the stroke of a pen for all you knew, even with plot armour . The fear of dying was something you finally knew, and God was it terrifying.
It was as if the shock ignited something in you, like when mothers get an adrenaline rush seeing their kids trapped under a car. You'd focus on all the noise, everything else that was panicking under the surface of your skin later. Your first thought was to live. To survive. And maybe even get some pirate dic-
Sanji cleared his throat and suavely melted the tension. He was handsome like Zoro, but in a classy way. Zoro was much more rugged… Hotter even. "Were in the East Blue, my love, headed for the Grand Line." He cooed gently, picking up that clearly, something was up with you- something besides almost drowning in a storm. "We picked you up out of the water after a bit of a storm, we weren't sure you'd make it.."
Luffy eagerly chimed in. "Yeah! We thought you were a goner." The way he giggled carelessly about your prolonged life simultaneously reassured and stressed you out. Nami looked slightly concerned as she spoke. "Good thing Zoro can swim, he's the one that pulled you out." She paused, thinking something over before adding; "You feeling okay? Our ship doesn't have a doctor, but I think we got most of the water doing CPR." Nami commented almost indifferently, still standoffish, but with a sort of knowing. She knew well what it was like to be stranded, you now knew too. You recognized what she recognized in you, and took a shaky breath. Briefly, you wondered who performed mouth to mouth, and why your ribs weren't broken. You'd think later.
"I uh… Honestly not sure." You swallowed thickly. "I'm- I'm not from here. I don't even know how I got here. I have.. nowhere to go." You started rambling but stopped yourself short, like a revving motor. You worried about a million things- changing the plot, making a good first impression, looking crazy and getting thrown overboard, how hot they all were, joining your favourite pirate crew, how hot they all were, looking crazy and getting thrown overboard…
One thing at a time.
You gauged their reaction with what you offered, and they seemed contemplative and slightly sympathetic. Sanji, however, had his visible eye bulging out in head in a heart shape, his hands clasped as he creeped towards you. His nose flared with the heavy breaths he took. Seems he took a liking to you. "Well we can't leave a lovely damsel in distress now can we!?" He exclaimed, and you smiled gently at his antics. You were exhausted.
"We can't just go picking up every girl you lay your eyes on, lovecook!!" Zoro challenged, stepping forward from his former spot. Sanji's face snapped to the swordsman, face contorting in rage. "You couldn't pick up a girl even if she was one of your damn swords, mosshead!"
Nami sighed and crossed her arms. "For once, I agree with Zoro. We need to get her home. She's clearly shaken up, and we're headed for the Grand Line of all places! We barely have a crew assembled, and-" Her logic was halted by a single question.
"Say… you got any meat?" Luffy, of course, cut her off. He looked almost serious as he looked at you point blank. 'When did he get so close?' Her eyes became fiery as she swatted his head open palm. "You can't just go asking strangers for meat, you creep! Especially ones that almost drowned! She's obviously freaking out and you-! Ugh, I swear Luffy…" She chewed him out a bit more, but he didn't budge. His head simply rotated with the slap, expression unchanged and eyes on you. Nami quieted, at this point knowing a little about how her captain operates. She knew what was coming, and allowed him to carry on despite her protests. Not like anyone could stop Luffy when he sets his mind to it.
You patted your pockets frantically, increasingly aware that this lone question could change your fate in this world. You knew Luffy. He'd do anything for meat. He'd also help anyone that offers him food.
As far as plot goes, you only know what goes on with the Strawhats. The longer you stick with them, the longer you survive. You hoped. You dug deeply, and by the grace of the Lord, you found a half piece of beef jerky in your left pocket. Covered in crumbs, and next to a bobby pin, you fished it out hurriedly.
"Um, is this okay?" You questioned tentatively. The crew looked surprised, Zoro even suspicious at how willing you were to abide the arguably crazy request. Luffy sprung his rubber arm forward, snatched the dried treat from your hand, and flinched as it snapped back. He placed it in his mouth and chewed wordlessly before asking another question. "... You a musician?" You looked on, a bit baffled by his antics and exhausted on every front.
"I- I wouldn't say that, I mean I listen to music but-" You rambled.
"Can you sing?"
"I can try but-" You threw up an exasperated gesture with your hands, briefly recalling Luffy being hellbent on finding a musician at this point in the show.
"Sing something for me." He commanded, unphased. Pretime skip Luffy was something else. His intense expression never eased up unless he was giggling, and it kind of freaked you out. You cleared your throat and obeyed, singing a random oldie song as if their sea shanty singing asses would know it.
Whatever your singing skills were before increased tenfold. You sang heartily with a beautiful melodic voice, and enraptured the whole crew. Hell, you shocked yourself. Luffy giggled, grinning wide and eyes glinting.
"You said you have nowhere to go, right? Join our crew!" Luffy exclaimed cheerily. Fucking meat and a little tune was all it took for the guy. A chorus of protests arose, save for Sanji and Luffy. The others met his spontaneity with logic, weary of trusting you, and Nami worried about your comfort and safety as well. They berated him, but you cut them off with a word. You swallowed hard, hoping you were making the right choice.
"Sure.." You said, definitely unsure, but trying hard to make it seem like you were. "I'll join your crew." The "whole" crew (pre Chopper of course) stared in disbelief.
"WHAAAT??!" They exclaimed in unison. You stared a moment before a pleasant laugh rose out of you. You chuckled, then giggled, before releasing a belly clutching laugh at their antics. Luffy laughed too, and looking at him made you laugh harder. You both slapped the floor, all of the more normal crew looking in confusion.
There was a charged energy to the moment, like something was beginning, and that laugh marked you letting go of what no longer was in control, or even what you believed to be real. You sat there, blanket draped over you like the blue sky above, and laughed like you never knew joy- or maybe like it had always been there, waiting to jump out. You laughed with Monkey D. Luffy in another reality, hollering with unbridled joy while his- no, your crew watched on.
Then, Sanji chuckled, "Here we go again.." Joining in on the laugh. Zoro scoffed and Nami smirked. Usopp shook his head. "That's our captain for ya!" Before they all joined in. It was strangely familiar how normal it all was, like a world map turned upside down. It was like this feeling had always been there, deep in your chest, and you released it, sharing the joy with this new and temporary family. You wondered what awaited you ahead. Relief? Joy? Peril? Who knows. All you had for certain was this shared energy, in the world of One Piece!
A/N: Hiii!! I'm Bell🪻, and this is my first time posting any fanfic EVER!! I just wanted the first fic I pose to be a likkle introduction to my unserious ass writing, and what's to come! I write x readers mostly and am literally ONLY watching op rn. Wrote this to willow but it's not really a song fic. Hope u find some joy in this shit (also idfk how to use tumblr so 🥺😜) K baiiiii
