I seen you asking for request for one piece, but I did not see anywhere who you would or wouldn't write for. But could I possibly get a Blackbeard x Fem! Reader, the plot being Blackbeard trying to make amends with his lover after pissing her off. If you don't (reasonably) write for Blackbeard, could I get the same idea but with Buggy or Shanks?
Feel free to take your time and Don't feel force to write this 🪷
Content Contains: Fluff, slight angst If you squint, Upset!Reader, use of fem pronouns I think, Fem!reader, Blackbeard being a suck up, Reader abuses Teach 💔, Established relationship,etc.
An: btw for disclaimer I write for anyone as long as their not a minor or named Apoo <3
A heavy sigh fell from your lips, an irk mark pulsing right under your eye as you lock yourself into you and Teach’s shared quartars.
You were pissed. No, pissed was definetly an understatement.
You were livid, furious, enraged, annoyed, infuriated, and just straight up sad.
Why? Well that’s all because of your beloved and known partner, Marshall D. Teach…
He was a special kind of cookie really, from his head to his disgusting little toes.
Too bad that at the moment you’d rather beat his face into a bloody pulp rather than kiss his face til it’s littered with the tingling sensation of your lips.
Why? Because he was a stupid, idiotic, foolish, unintelligent, brainless, moronic, dense, dim-witted, and simple brained man who forgot you, his beloved and important lover, the one he’s been with for three years, had feelings 5 times out of 10!
It actually made you want to laugh out of frustration, you swear he always opens his fat mouth without thinking of what to say.
Not to mention it was always a 50/50 of what would spew out of that rotten mouth anyways…
A tear slips from your eye, making you sniffle and quickly wipe it up with your sleeve.
Defeated you lay on YOUR large, comfortable bed that was surrounded with various blankets and animal pelts, some were gifted to you by Teach, making you lick them off in resentment.
You hoped that no one would bother you, just wanting to be left alone to cool off for the time being. Yet much to your dismay, like usual, a knock was heard at the door leading to your shared quartars.
You didn’t answer at first, hoping whoever was at the door would just go away, however, to your dismay they didn’t.
A soft groan escaped your lips before your voice sounded out a moody, “come in.”
The door creaked open carefully, revealing your beloved and best friend Catarina Devon. (Srry if you hate her or sum)
“(N/n), what’s wrong?” You just deadpanned and answered with a flat “i don’t wanna talk about it.”
The lady feigned dramatic worry, putting the back of her hand on her forehead as she sighed. You couldn’t help but smile a little bit, her presence lulling out a little bit of happiness in you.
“Oh, my sweet (N/n), what ever has your beutiful eyes crying tears of crystals.” She sighed longingly, batting her eyelashes, which only served to make you let out a light laugh.
You raised an eyebrow, a smirk taking place on your lips.
“Oh my… how’d you know… my ever so diligent Devon.” You say, failing to hold back a tired snicker. Devon was the only one in the crew that could make you laugh when you were upset like this.
Not that you didn’t like the others, no, you adored the crew, but…
Shiryu was far to sadistic for you, at times.
Laffitte was straight up weird yet entertaining.
Van Augur treated you like a unknowing and unsuspecting kid.
Avalo was nice but you didn’t enjoy his presence liek you did with Devon.
Sanjuan IS creepy- looks wise so you didn’t hang out much around him.
Vasco is ok, he had his moments.
Doc and his horse, stronger, was just miserable and kinda sad but you had fun talking to him and hangin around Stronger.
And Kuzan, you enjoyed his silent company and lazy personality, but he was really only good for small talk.
Devon just chuckles, going ahead to take a seat next to you. She places a hand on your shoulder.
“Whats actually wrong, (N/n)?” She asks, a eyebrow raised. You just sigh, stress returning all at once again.
“I just- god, fuck it. Teach just doesn’t think before speaking. He’s selfish, a lot less than two years ago, but god is he a selfish prick. I love him to death but sometimes it’s too much for me.”
As you unload all of your problems, Devon nods along, letting you know that she’s listening.
“I seriously don’t know why I ever joined and why my dumb brain fell for such an ignorant idiot.”
Devon opened her mouth, about to say something before a, “perepereperelere” rung throughout the room.
“Ah, sorry (N/n).. I have to take this.”
You looked over to see Devon apologizing and leaving the room to answer her Den Den Mushi, leaving you all alone, again…
You groan, flopping onto your back on the soft bed. A nap will have to do.
So you shift positions to where your head is on your pillow and your cuddling up to Teaches pillow, clutching it tightly in your arms before curling up and feeling yourself drift off to sleep.
꧁ ༺ ── ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ── ༻ ꧂
You soon wake up to silence and the warm blankets you licked off your bed earlier lying on top of you, the silence is like music to your ears. But then you realize there’s a pair of burly arms wrapped around you. Those arms belong to non other than Marshall D. Teach, you felt anger bubble up inside you again, still not having forgiven him from earlier.
You turn around, furrowed eyebrows and a pout already on your face until you see the man looking down at you, not yet asleep.
It makes you pause, it was unexpected considering he slept heavily and easily.
“I-…” your cut off by your own thoughts, shock evident in your entire being.
“I would like to start out by apologizing…”
Pardon!? Who is this? And what did they do your your captain!?
“It was… wrong of me to comment on your appearance.” Accountability and Blackbeard in the same scentence sounds wrong..
“Who is holding you at gunpoint?” Your simple words make his eyes widen and give you a look of pure bewilderment before he burst into that recognizable laugh people and pirates alike dread.
“If we’re speaking figurativley, Augur.” Of course it’s that guy.. “And the realization of watching you walk away with tears in those pretty eyes of yours.”
At that, tears just welded up In your eyes again “I’m going to skin you alive.” Your voice cracks, making you internally cringe.
He just laughs again, his hairy chest letting out deep vibrations with each breath he takes to laugh.
“I am… sorry.” It was totally a half-assed apology for sure, but you still semi-appreciated it because of how selfish Teach usually was to those around him.
“Shut up and just go to bed, you big, dumb, idiot.” You huff and turn around, still hugging his pillow tightly as you shoved your face into it, the soft materials absorbing your tears.
“You forgot to accept my apology, and give me back my pillow.” Teach reaches out to grab the pillow from you from where your back was turned to him.
You breifly turned around to slap his hand away, yelling loudly enough to wake up the whole ship. “Well I don’t accept your half-assed apology!”
And with that you turned back around, shoving your face back into his pillow to inhale his leftover scent from the previous night, sleep on your mind as it took over your senses. The last thing you felt was a rough set of arms wrapping around you.
I kept ragequiting this and gaslighting myself into thinking it’s bad
