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abysscronica · 2 months
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Interlude [X Drake x reader]
subject: Diez Drake x reader; drabble (1k words); requested hug hcs turned one shot
summary: reader, another member of SWORDS, checks up on Drake during his undercover mission
warnings: slight angst, bittersweet
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Some days were harder than others.
 Drake couldn’t be more grateful to walk back into his quarters, that night. He thought spending a few days in Wano, instead of Onigashima, would alleviate the stress of being constantly under Beast Pirates eyes, but he underestimated the impact Kaido was having on the locals. Seeing all that misery, the hopelessness of the population, was getting to him. And having to do the Emperor’s dirty work, well…
 Drake walked into his chambers and closed the door, letting himself go against it. His gloved fingers rose to rub his eyes.
“You look awful.”
 The man nearly jumped out of his skin, axe immediately between his hands as he assumed the offensive stance with a snarl. Then his blue eyes landed on your figure, lazily sitting at his desk, your scythe abandoned against the wall.
A smirk lined your face at his reaction, a mixture between amusement and pity.
“Wow, it’s not like you to be caught off guard this bad.”
 A heavy sigh left his body, releasing most of the tension before he steadied himself.
“Y/n. What are you doing here? Did somebody–”
“See me? No.”
 Drake lowered his weapon and you stood up.
If there was anyone that could walk into Yonko territory undetected, it was you. The Shadow Mistress, as pirates and fellow marines started to call you after you made a name for yourself with your stealth (and matching Devil Fruit).
“What are you doing here?”
 The smirk disappeared from your features.
“You missed your last report.”
“I couldn’t talk. I didn’t have a chance to sneak away from indiscreet eyes until now.”
“Mh.”
 You circled the room, gaze sliding around the walls and scarce furniture.
“Did they send you to check up on me?” Drake asked, leaving his axe in the corner of the room.
“Not yet, but they will. Koby is worried, and the higher-ups…”
“They still don’t trust me, do they?”
 You turned to Drake.
He was staring down at you with his stern expression, no real emotion on his face, just as you remembered him.
“No.”
If your frank reply stirred something inside him, he didn’t show. Instead, his pose relaxed and he dropped his leather jacket on the chair, his massive torso now on full display.
“Have you seen what’s outside the capital?”
“A little, yes,” you admitted.
“How could they think I would ever willingly be part of something like this?”
 You shrugged, the dark cloak waving with your movements.
“It’s not so different from what the World Government does to many other islands. Being a marine means to close an eye, sometimes. More often, both.”
“SWORD is supposed to be different!”
 Oh, so here’s the emotion.
 You watched him brusquely turning to you, his gaze catching fire for a second.
“That’s why I’m here! To change things.”
 When you did not reply, Drake let out a tense breath and pressed his hands against his eyes.
“Sorry, it’s been a difficult couple of weeks.”
 He had not even lowered his arm when he felt your presence close, inches from his chest. Even before his undercover mission, when you still worked together, he never got used to the way you could sneak up on people or literally disappear in the shadows at will. He had seen you do it several times to others. But never to him.
 Drake knew your style; he knew that feeling your sudden presence so close usually meant feeling the cold kiss of your scythe through the jugular a moment later.
He felt the warmth of your hands on his bare sides instead.
 Your touch set his skin on fire, goosebumps quickly crawling up his ribs and to his chest. With some inhuman effort, he managed not to startle, but he couldn’t help his eyes flicking down on you, wide, stoicism evaporated.
“No one else could do what you do, Drake,” you said softly “That’s why I came. So I can tell those fuckers that you’re still a marine. More than they ever will,”
 Drake blinked, then swallowed, trying in vain to regain his composure.
Like he did not spend the last three years pushing the thought of your old squad in a dark corner of his mind. When SWORD was still a young organization, composed by the strongest and more hopeful newcomers. When there was just a bunch of you going on weird missions together, the missions that no one else would take up. You risked it all every time and celebrated after, on the deck of the ship, with a drink and little more.
Like it wasn’t your laugh the first thing that came to his mind if he only allowed himself to think about those nights.
What was the point? Being part of SWORD meant putting everything on the line every day. He had smothered his feelings back then, it was just natural to let them die after he left.
 Drake looked down at you and you smiled.
“They might not trust you completely, but I do. Koby and the other youngsters do. And anyone who ever fought by your side.”
“I–”
 His throat closed on the words, a grimace tugging at his features for a moment, before he let the façade fall. His massive shoulders slumped, the arm dropped.
“I’m tired.”
 The admission surprised even him. He had never allowed himself to think that before. Because if he did…
“It’s okay,” you leaned your forehead on his sternum “It’s okay to be tired.”
 Drake stiffened for a second. Then he let out a breath, and his arms encircled your smaller figure.
His hug was enveloping and warm, like sinking into thermal waters. But there was the pounding heart, and the steel body around you, and his breath fanning your hair, until his chin came to rest on top of your head. He was heavy, in a comforting way.
“It’ll be over soon,” you murmured.
 Drake held you a little tighter and hid his face in your hair. You wrapped your arms around his torso and closed your eyes.
 Yes. Yes, it was going to be over soon, and after that maybe you could take the sea together again. The world was about to change, after all.
Maybe it would be a world where the two of you could be together.
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cebwrites · 2 years
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Not X drake angst and the cry of author bringing this x drake stan over ;A; auqhaa my fragile heart can't take angst either gfrvvmpp
A request where x drake, buggy and sanji's s/o asks them "would you still love me if I was a worm" and them actually eating a zoan type worm fruit later on. Pls & thank youuu
us holding hands keeping the dino baby away from the angst and paaaaiiiinnn 😭😭
see now my first thought was one of those 'worm on a string' things, and i know you probably meant like the garden variety worm, but if you go to the circus don't be surprised if you get greeted by a clown, anon <33 (BUGGY STANS RISE UP) the kind of “worm” i'm referencing
"would you still love me if I was a worm" (X Drake, Buggy, Sanji)
gn reader, crack?? yeah this definitely crack words: 0.6k
Drake
Poor, poor Drake
He’s confused when you wake him in the middle of the night with your conundrum, trying his best to console you when you turn away from him and ‘ueeuueee--’ yourself back to sleep after he took too long to process the frankly absurd proposition, he’s trailing question question marks when you’re huffy at him the next day for not taking it seriously, and the man is flat out astral projecting out of his body when the devil fruit incident happens months later
He’s not scared or put off by your transformation, really as a someone living on the Grand Line he should know to expect worse by now, but honestly Drake is so???
This is taking him out at the knees
Drake loves you babes, he really does, he just has NO idea what’s going on and at this point he’s too scared to ask
Buggy
He’s lifting up his head from half a hangover against the table and staring at you like you already had turned into a worm then and there, just-- 
“Babe, what the fuck??”
Buggy isn’t sober enough for this right now, he’d drained his working braincells in a drinking competition with Shanks earlier (he lost) and at best, he’d drag you to bed with him to avoid the conversation
He does find himself coming back to the thought over the next few days though, more consideration than anyone should really be giving it
Not that you’d hear it, but he’s devising a little enclosure for your worm self to live happily and care-free for the rest of their worm life, being tended to by Buggy and Buggy alone
When the actual fruit of the matter comes into play, Buggy is floored, reacting with his usual gusto and loud, overblown gestures at your massive transformation - literally
It’s with no contempt or judgement, of course, but his biggest worry first and foremost is how he’s going to make room for a giant worm (his beloved partner) on the Big Top, even as spacious as they’ve renovated it to be
Once you get a reign on your powers and it’s established that this is something that can be pulled out at will, there’s a resounding sigh of relief across the deck
But still - Buggy lifts you by your waist and spins you around with hands that float away from him; this was great! With a fearsome beast (said with all the love in his goofy little heart, muah muah) at his side, along with all the ‘goons’ he’d recruited along the way, Buggy the Star Clown Emperor was sure to be unstoppable!
He’s a getting a little carried away with it all, but rest assured you can at least take solace in the fact that his opinion and love for you hasn’t changed; whether this is an insult or a testament to your relationship is up for you to decide
Sanji
To be fair, Sanji is the most likely out of the three characters here to ask you that question first - it’s the insecure soggy little meow meow in him
Being asked, he’d shower you in dozens of compliments and reassurances, how you’d still be the most gorgeous worm in the world to him, oh how he’d shower you with the same affection he does day to day, twirling you in his arms and holding you close to ease your worries
In practice, however, he has trouble delivering on those promises
Apparently his fear of creepy crawlies do extend to worms, especially of hulking, 23ft ones with protruding feelers and tusks
Sanji can’t help the reflexive shriek that leaves him when you first transform, his sweet mon chéri now some lumbering eyeless creature from his nightmares
That said, you are still his beloved creme tart, but it’s going to take a long, l o n g while for Sanji to get used to this additional Zoan form of yours
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swampstew · 8 months
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Stories on the horizon - sin is back on the menu
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Monday - Oh Captain, My Captain - Diez Drake Smut - 8 PM EST
Tuesday - Oh Captain, My Captain - Monkey D. Luffy Smut - 8 PM EST
Thursday - Oh Captain, My Captain - Red Hair Shanks Angst - 8 PM EST
Friday - Oh Captain, My Captain - Trafalgar Law Smut - 8 PM EST
Finally finished ~ sorry for the wait! Starting the week strong by bringing this fun little event to an end. Fear not, October is gonna be a busy month for Raven.
But wait there's more!
What's the Magic Word? double chapter updates coming out September 18th and 25th - Wattpad - AO3
Turn Back Time double chapter updates coming out September 21st and 28th 29th - Wattpad - AO3
Then back on break with updates TBD and preferably after a hibernation.
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BONUS!
Friday the 15th  - Kintober 2023 Announcement and Bingo Board Reveal - 8 PM EST
Friday the 22nd - Super Secret Halloween Project Reveal - 8 PM EST
Keeping a lid on all of this has been so hard. Truly. Bringing some fun and spoopy stories to celebrate my favorite season and holiday😈
October is gonna be Scary and Skanky
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trashytoastboi · 1 year
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hello !! could i request hawkins , fujitora and X-drake with a fem!s/o who shows affection through giving gifts like candy and little snacks because she’s afraid to initiate physical contact , ty !! 💖
Heyya! 🍞 Of course, this was such a cute ask! So thank you for allowing me to write it! Sorry for the long wait and hope you enjoy~🍀
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(Female Pronouns)
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Headcanons: Hawkins, Fujitora, X-Drake with F! S/O who shows affection through giving gifts because she is afraid to initiate physical contact.
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Basil Hawkins
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🔮 Hawkins developed a habit of always looking before he sits down. {Name}, his dearest partner had a penchant for leaving little presents and tokens all over but occasionally on his chair or preferred seats. Mostly, so Hawkins knew it was for him. She always left the most fascinating little knickknacks, all things that would interest Hawkins. Sometimes it was little pendants, or pretty flowers she picked. Hawkins appreciated everything he received.
🔮 He knew his partner well, truly sweet and shy when it came to expressing herself. Her gifts were her affection as she always hesitated to initiate physical affection. It's not that {Name} didn't like it, in fact she loves it. It was just challenging for her to be the one to initiate it. And she never wanted Hawkins to misunderstand and think that she wasn't interested which is why she adopted the little gift system.
🔮 {Name} would usually hang around after leaving him a present, somewhere out of sight where she could see his reaction to the gift. Usually he'd pick it up, inspect it and flash a small smile that made her heart melt. It was interesting to see how soft Hawkins is with {Name} in regards to his mannerisms. Many people thought it odd to see the pirate showing such a meek demeanour.
🔮 Hawkins usually would initiate physical contact as {Name} felt hesitant to do so. As a means of thanks he would give her hugs or little kisses, sometimes he'd kiss the back of her hand much like an old fashioned gentleman. {Name} enjoyed the affection and appreciated all of Hawkins reactions.
🔮 Hawkins at first used to read the cards challenging himself to guess where, and what would be left for him by {Name}. The vague words made it difficult to decipher but the intent always came across clearly. Hawkins eventually stopped doing this, for as much as he enjoyed reading fortunes, he enjoyed the surprise of whatever she gifted him with.
🔮 {Name} usually gifted him with little curios, little pieces of jewelery with runes and symbols, ever so often leave his favourite snacks and sometimes just unusual trinkets she thought Hawkins would like.
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Fujitora
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🐯 After losing his sense of sight, Fujitora adjusted by developing his other senses such as his hearing. {Name} didn't intentionally try to sneak up on Fujitora, not that she really good at it as he would always hear her shuffling steps whenever she walked, {Name} usually announced her presence before approaching Fujitora with gifts in tow.
🐯 Being shy meant {Name} was not often the one to initiate the physical contact between the two, but it became a habit for her to gently cradle his hands whenever she gave him presents. Truthfully a few simple touches would have been enough for him to guess but he never said anything as he liked the feeling of her holding his hands so lovingly while he inspected her gifts.
🐯 Fujitora usually reciprocated with affection or gifts of his own, {Name} didn't want anything in return as her giving gifts was the manner in which she expressed her affection. Fujitora eventually grew accustomed and just reciproacted with physical affection and loving gestures that made {Name's} heart melt everytime. For a man, who is an admiral and easily cuts down enemies in his path; he presented such a soft side to her and is always very gentle in everything he does.
🐯 Fujitora never once truly regretted his decision to take his eyesight. Sometimes he wishes there are some things he could see again, {Name} being the only time he would revert it as he could not see her reactions or her smile. He adopted a habit of often placing his hands on her face to feel her expressions, and whenever {Name} would nuzzle into his touch was something he truly loved.
🐯 Loves to give Fujitora snacks, buns, dumplings, hard candies, mochi - she will often give the gift to him directly out of consideration rather than leaving it. Also likes buying him things that feel lucky. A lucky coin, a brooch with a four leaf clover pendant, she knows of his penchant for gambling and wants him to feel as lucky as possible.
🐯 Fujitora loved all of her gifts and treasures each and every one, even if {Name} tells him that they aren't that good, he still loved them. Not for the value but the thought knowing she had him in mind when she chose it. And that its a literal gesture of her love for him.
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X-Drake
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🦖 {Name}had a fair mix of giving presents and snacks for Drake, sometimes she would leave them around places he frequented. Fervently warning everyone else that they're for Drake specifically, on days when she had a little more courage, she would give them to him directly. Early on in the relationship, being given all these random presents was unusual to Drake because he wondered if they were for some sort of anniversary.
🦖 Always loves the gifts she gives him, especially when he learnt the reason why she gives him these gifts. Despite being reserved and more hesitant when it comes to women, Drake tries to work up to making the first moves for {Name}. There are exceptions to when her reservations are overriden such as Drake coming back from a particularly dangerous fight and mission, in the spur of the moment she will hug him in relief.
🦖 Honestly Drake's most honest reactions and touches are the ones he does unknowingly. Placing a gentle, guiding hand behind her back when walking. Or taking hold of her hand when walking through a crowd or shielding her with his big stature when he feels a dangerous situation brewing.
🦖 Drake is shy around women. So he's absolutely adorable when trying to be the one to take initiative with matters of affection, he's so shy and awkward but it's really endearing. Sometimes it just happens naturally, other times Drake is a little stiff when he would grab her hand or hug her from behind. He also worries about his strength so he makes sure he's extra gentle because he genuinely believes {Name} is fragile, that if he squeezes too hard it will make her pop or something.
🦖 Gifts usually include trading cards from Sora, and anything relating to reptiles. Drake swears left and right that his favourite gift was this tiny rubber lizard that {Name} found at a random stall. The lizard looked quite realistic and had little sticky pads that allowed it to be stuck on any surface and honestly Drake made a habit of moving it around, whether to be funny or just to utilize all of this little rubber lizards functions it's probably his favourite gift ever.
🦖 Dedicated an entire shelf just for the gifts {Name} gave him, of course the edible and perishable gifts being exceptions seeing that he ate them. But for the little cards, posters or carvings and toys. Those were all kept so preciously as if a treasure of gold and gems. In fact a rumor spread around of Drake's treasure, not that anyone knew the truth of those treasures.
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terielle · 2 months
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Heal the Scars 6/?
Also on Ao3
For today we‘re gonna spent a little time in our soon to be rear admiral. As i mentioned before, I‘m not much into writing fighting scenes but I started this so… and I really want to get the actual storyline forward but here we still are. The ship’s name is as usual from fantasynamegenerator.com. What would I do without that website? <3 I put in a lot of effort trying to use ship vocabulary and I hope I didn’t screw up to much or lost to much in translation. Figured it is called marine as well in englisch so I‘m going with that from here on. Striking colors means taking down the flag and is a signal for surrender.
How long has he been waiting for such an opportunity? Weeks? No, it have been months. For months he tried to catch this crew. He was denied support, quite the opposite: He was told repeatedly to just let it go. It was the great era of pirates. A single pirate crew who barely caused harm but was as annoying as them was just a waste of time and resources. The bounty hunters should handle them. Or maybe a patrol gets lucky. But he didn’t tell that to Elizabeth. No, he even told her the Marine couldn’t tolerate their behavior. Which wasn’t really a lie, as a captain he was an officer and as such a representative of the Marine. But something about Snail Patrol gave him a weird feeling. From the very beginning he had a bad feeling and he wanted to stop them. They were far to organized for his tastes.
As expected, Snail Patrol did try to turn around as soon as they saw the Marine emblem on the sails. Even though they initially sailed towards the Marine vessel they did adjust their speed according to the weather. Due too their slower pace they were less maneuverable and lost precious time turning around. Time, which the Marine ship used to get within fire range.
„Captain! Are we going to sink them immediately?!“ his right hand yelled over the thundering canons.
„If necessary“ he yelled back.
„But… can’t …. Loot …back!“
He guessed she wanted to say something like ‚But then we can’t give their loot back!“ but it was lost in the sound of canonfire. She really tended to be very thorough, but it was a very bad time for elaborated discussion. It was far to noisy, and he really wasn’t in the mood to lay out all his thoughts to her.
He nodded „If they-“ he paused to wait for another blast „escape neither“
She wanted to speak again but this time his look was enough to silence her. He wasn’t quite sure, if she really didn’t know what he intended to do or if she really wanted to know everything elaborated. He hoped for the last, a tendency for being over prepared was a bit annoying, but if she couldn’t grasp simple strategies, it would be way more problematic. He assumed he would find out today, if she scrutinized because she has to dumb or because she really liked to plan as she said herself.
For a moment it seemed if the distance between the vessels would increase, but then they hit the mainmast and the pirates flight was almost impossible. Except they had some secret technique up their sleeve. Slowly but unmistakable the gained up on them. To his surprise they striked their colors.
„Cease fire!“ ordered Drake „We accept their capitulation, but stay alert“
„That was easier than expected“ Elizabeth noted beside him.
Truly a dozen men and women stood with their hand sin the air on the main deck, none of them armed at fist glance.
„Captain Drake, I have a bad feeling. You don’t like this either, don’t you?“ Elizabeth murmured just loud enough for him to hear.
He nodded, since she stood really close beside him she was the only one able to see his tense jaw. „I‘ll search the ship with a few of the men. The ones we are able to see are unarmed, you will handle the arrest with the rest of the crew. If there are any trouble…“ he pulled a mobile Transponder-snail out of his pocket, just far enough for her to see before hiding it again.
„Understood“ she relaxed visibly, as she learned he shared her concerns „Gallagher is the only one with a bounty on his head, right? 16.000.000 Berry, if I remember correctly?“
The said pirate captain glanced crestfallen to the Marine vessel „thank you for letting us surrender. We aren’t out of luck if we get caught by a Marine crew with a sense of honor.“
„It has a foul taste, if a pirate tells me something about honor“ Drake snorted.
„Put them in shackles and put them in the brig“ Elizabeth turned to their crew.
One after another the members of Snail Patrol came on board. At the same time Drake entered the vessel with a giant snail as figurehead. The topic snails was omnipresent, as the big writing Lumber Snail on the ship's stern showed. He was only accompanied by a few soldiers. Should he really get ambushed he wouldn’t have to worry about to many of his men. And his second in command had a strong advantage in numbers. At first there was nothing suspicious. It was only after they were well below the main deck when one of his subordinates notified him.
„Captain Drake, this room is filled with snails“
„Now they‘re really exaggerating“ he grimaced.
„No, I mean all kind of transponder snails, you have to see this!
„What?!“ he rushed to him and looked around. There were truly unnecessary many transponder snails. But not only common Den Den Mushi, also Baby Den Den Mushi, Black Den Den Mushi, White Den Den Mushi and - he cursed - Horned Den Den Mushi.
„Back to our ship! Now!“ he whirled around and sprinted back.
———> Back to Elizabeth
Gallagher, the pirate’s captain was already shackled, when Elizabeth saw Drake vanishing inside the pirate vessel. So were three other members of the pirate crew. Two of them already on their way to the brig. The only pirate with a bounty on his head stopped introns of Cleoma.
„I didn’t hope on getting arrested by such a pretty woman, in this case I enjoy being chained“ He grinned and Elizabeth couldn’t hold back annoyed sigh. He wasn’t the first criminal saying something like this to a female Marine soldier. And he was by far not the worst. But before Cleoma could retort something his grin widened „Do you enjoy bondage?“
Then chaos erupted.
Gallagher swiftly lifted his hands and put this bonds around the brunette‘s neck. One of the pirates pulled a small revolver out of her neckline, another had two knives hidden in his boots. The other still unbound pirates attacked the soldiers who seconds before wanted to put them in shackles, and due to the surprise they managed to take over their weapons.
„Call the Captain! The unarmed retreat and get new weapons!“ she ordered, even is she didn’t address someone directly. She just hoped the soldier the closest to the Den Den Mushi would move on his own.
Elizabeth considered her options. The pirate captain was most likely the biggest threat. And since her captain wasn’t there she should at least try to keep him in check, since was assumed to bee the second strongest. But right now he was strangling Cleoma. She had to push through to her as soon as possible, but between the two women was not only half of the ships deck, but also three more pirates. Of course she could use her halberd as a javelin, but then she would risk hitting her comrade. So she didn’t have much choice but fight her way through them. And hope for the other pirated to get involved in fights with the Marine soldiers.
She attacked the first pirate witch an angry slash from above. Yes, she was fuming. They did not only took hostages among the Marines, the audacity of the ambush alone upset her. Ans the fact, that all pirates were armed by now. Her opponent managed to block her attack, but contrary to drake he wasn’t skilled enough to keep his weapon, when his sword and her halberd got stuck. She quickly disarmed him and swirled her weapon around. With an well aimed hit with the hilt of her weapon on his head he went down. Whether he was unconscious or just stunned didn’t matter to her, it was enough to push forward. Luckily her men pulled themselves together to involve the pirates in battles. So she could get past the other two pirates to dash to Gallagher.
„Put your disgusting hands of her you scoundrel!“ she yelled. But unfortunately he didn’t seem to even think about it. He used Cleoma as a shield, and when she tried to circle them, he just spun the dainty woman around. Elizabeth could see the fear in her eyes, as the younger helplessly held onto the chains around her neck to prevent it from cutting her airflow. Apparently the pirate knew, his hostage was the only thing keeping him safe from attacks. So Elizabeth assumed he wouldn’t do further damage to her, even if the situation was dire enough. In the worst case she had to wait until Captain Drake arrived.
„Master Chief Petty Officer Elizabeth! We can’t reach the captain!“
„What is that supposed to mean?!“ she hissed without taking her eyes from Gallagher.
„We don’t have any signal“
„Fchfchfchfchfchfchfch“ it sounded from Gallagher. If she hadn’t seen his wide grin, she would have taken the wheezing sound as dyspraxia, but apparently it was is laughter „How unfortunate, you seem to be completely helpless“ he taunted her.
„Do you truly think we can’t handle a few measly pirates on our own?“
„Fchfchfchfchfchfchfch… obviously not, you let us even take your weapons. And you cute little girls playing soldier, enjoying braiding each others hair so much you couldn’t risk laying a finger on each other to take down an enemy, Fchfchfchfchfchfchfch“
„We do have morals, opposite to you, social sediment!“ While the pirate taunted her, she looked Cleoma in the eyes and hoped to communicate to her nonverbal. She glanced from Cleoma face down to the sword at her hip and down to the floor and back to the scared soldiers face, hoping she understood.
„That wont help - Arg! You little bitch“ angrily he let go of his hostage and pushed her away, after she dropped her sword on his foot. Cleoma used her opportunity and fled „You re going to regret that!“
He pulled the sword, which unfortunately only grazed his foot and wanted to chase her. But Elizabeth blocked his part and his attack. For someone shackled who just got his weapon he caught surprisingly well. And dastardly. He took something from his pocket and threw it at her. Instinctively she put one arm in front of her face. The missile was a small pouch filled with dust, obscuring her vision. In a fair battle with a properly trained Marine officer he most likely wouldn’t stand a chance. But this was far from fair. Blinded Elizabeth whirled her weapon aimless around herself and actually managed to hit him. With tears in her eyes she tried to blink the dust away. She was cutie carting, she was hardly looking elegant right now, swinging her weapon blindly with tears smeared face. He could have took a chance on the opportunity to flee, but instead preferred to stay and continue the fight. She could see a vague silhouette moving towards her. Due to the foreign bodies she couldn’t open her eyes wide enough to see more, and even if she managed that the tears obscured her vision. But she was lucky, the axe of her weapon got caught in his shackles, at least she gathered that from the sound and took him to the ground. Quickly she kicked the sword from his hands. Due to her limited vision she precautionary kicked both hands, even if she heard the clang of the sliding weapon after the first time. Just to be sure, not revenge or something like that.
With one hand she aimed the tip of her weapon at his throat, while wiping her face and eyes clean with the other.
„Don’t you dare to make a wrong move“
„I‘d recommend that to you, sweetheart!“ a female voice responded behind her, before she felt a slim wire wrapped around her neck, cutting her airflow and her skin „No one moves or she is done for!“
Apparently the pirate with the revolver wasn’t the only one using her bra as an armory. Elizabeth would get upset about them using the same trick twice, but she well aware about the danger she was in. A garrote was a very unusual but properly used a very dangerous weapon. Not made for open combat but in an ambush properly used very lethal. 
Since she didn’t want to Snail Patrol’s Captain a chance to escape, she drove the elbow of the side that had cleared her eyes in her attackers rib cage. Unfortunately this caused the noose around her neck to tighten.
“Release our captain” her attacker growled.
Elizabeths answer was a rattle, she didn’t have enough breath for more. Dark spots danced in front of her eyes and she felt blood dripping over her clavicles. But still she didn’t wont to give in and gave the woman behind her a clout. At that she unknowingly moved her arms as well, still pointing her blade at Gallagher - our more, where Gallagher’s throat had been.
She heard a dull thud and the noose around her neck loosened. She dropped to her knees and gasped for breath. Sadly the pirate captain was no longer laying in front of her, but behind her was a female pirate with a head laceration beside a familiar four bladed axe. The next second she could she the weapon’s owner. And… maybe it was an side effect due to the lack of oxygen, but she could swear he was partly green and lizard-like.
“Captain Drake” she rasped relieved, before forcing herself to stand up “I am sorry, but… now that you are back-”
“Are you alright?” He interrupted her and looked as usual again.
She waved dismissive “We have to get the pirates back under control”
He seemed rather unimpressed, instead he pointed towards her neck “You should get that bandaged”
“That can wait!” She didn’t understand, how he could stay so relaxed. Gallagher scraped her and sleepy as he was he probably caused more damage “Gallagher is…”
“… right over there“ He interrupted “Seaman First Class Cleoma, that should be enough” 
“What?” She took a look around and suddenly understood, why he preferred chatting with her to fighting.
there was no need to fight. While she was busy fighting the pirate captain, her crew defeated the remaining pirates. After the initial chaos they managed to subdue the few pirates. The one attacking Elizabeth fell victim to a single attack by Drake. Seemingly he threw his axe at her head. Gallagher managed to get a few steps away, but then ran into Cleoma, who had recovered enough to repeatedly hit him with the back of a rifle. His right leg had a deep gash. This was caused by Elizabeth’s uncontrolled movement, when she clouted her attacker. If he didn’t get up to flee it would have been his head.
Supported by her halberd she saluted “Captain Drake, I’m terribly sorry that we let them surprise us like that. They waited until you were out of earshot and then attacked us. All injuries are due to my carelessness. We couldn’t reach you via transponder snail, I’ll have that investigated. Some of the pirates had hidden weapons-”
“That’s enough” he interrupted her again “Let your wound be treated, I’ll take things from here on”
“I’m so sorry, I-”
“That was an order”
“Aye” sheepishly she salute before leaving towards the med bay.
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butterfluffy · 1 year
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“love me!”
⠀⠀ੈ♡˳· how would these supernovas react when you don't say “i love you too” to them?
⠀⠀➧ smol angst, not really tho | m. d. luffy, r. zoro, t. law, e. kid, killer, b. hawkins, (diez) x drake, j. bonney (separate) x gn!reader | multi-character headcanons + scenario
⠀⠀➧ warnings — none. tiny angst if u squint...! mistakes may be present too.. so do ignore them, thanks!
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⠀⠀꒰ 🍨 ꒱ notes: PLS DON'T PLAY AROUND AND NOT SAY ILYT TO THESE BABIES. 😭
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MONKEY D. LUFFY
Stares you down as the once big smile on his face fades away by each second that passed without you saying those three words back to him.
Like, 😁 → 😀 → 🙂 → 😐 → ☹️
He tries to be patient, waiting for you to say it back—but you didn't.
Luffy then looks at you in disbelief, frowning like a child, grumbling about how you won't say “I love you too.”
“Hey y/n! i love youuu...!” Luffy exclaims, pulling you into a quick embrace then looking at you with bright eyes, waiting for your response.
“Mhm-mhm. Thanks Luffy.” You hummed, ruffling the boy's hair as he chuckled, eyes still on you, head tilted to the side, the big smile on his face slowly fading away.
“..So? Y/n, what else you gonna say?” He muttered, scratching the back of his head as you shrugged, walking away from him with a cheeky grin.
“Hey, wait! You're supposed to say “I love you too”! Right, Usopp!? They're supposed to say that!!” He grumbled to his friend who sweat-dropped, just nodding his head as Luffy caught up to you, getting you to spill an ilyt for him.
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RORONOA ZORO
Zoro is shy with saying “I love you,” so he'd be looking away from you if he does
...He will then do a slow head turn when he fails to hear your i-love-you-too—
Followed by a “ha!?” expression on his face, irritated that you didn't return the I love you.
Just say ilyt ffs. 😠💔 - R. Zoro
“..Mhm, I love you.” Zoro mutters, caressing your back, faced away from you as he spoke, obviously shying from saying those three words.
“Thanks.” You hummed as Zoro jolted, doing a slow head turn to see you with a smile on your face that contrasted his irritated “ha!?” look.
“The hell you mean “Thanks.”...!?” The moss head growls, mimicking the way you said your words, causing you to chuckle at his attempt and expression.
“..Nothin', hehe...!” “Don't “hehe...!” me and just say “I love you too,” for fuck's sake..”
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TRAFALGAR LAW
Law rarely says his I love you's or I love you too's, so not returning them is... 😦
Honey, just don't. Please do not try to not say ilyt/ily.
Traffy will either be gloomy the whole day or will pretend that you simply don't exist, out of annoyance from your dumb little act.
That's right. His petty ass will be ignoring you unless you apologize and shower him with love.
“Law, don't you love me anymoreee? You never say “I love you” to me at all, it's making me sad, like, reaaallyyy sad..!” You muttered, a pout on your face, that got Law playfully rolling his eyes.
“Tsk.. I love you. There. I said it, so stop complaining and saying that I never say I love you.” Law says under his breath, then kissing your forehead, causing heat to creep up your cheeks, same as a sneaky idea..
“Okay.” You snickered, stifling a laugh when Law reacted to your reply by having his mouth fall agape, frowning, then pulling his hat down, hiding his face.
“Alright.” Returning the cold reply, Law then left you, ignoring you for the rest of the day until you apologized and gave him a kiss as a sorry..
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EUSTASS KID
Oh nooooooo, darling, nooo......
This tulip man will go from 😀 then 😡😡😡😡 within seconds.
Prepare for a small fight, yeah. Cuz he'll be rambling again and again until you finally say ilyt.
Won't be satisfied by just that though, so you'll need to woo this forking man-child with explosive anger issues. Good luck.
“Damn, I fuckin' love ya, darling.” Kid admits after kissing you with his red painted lips that is curved up into a big, smug grin that you badly want to wipe away, so..
“Sure.” You dryly replied, leaving Kid's side after, knowing that he'll be exploding soon. I mean, you tried to leave.
“WHAT THE FUCK!?? YOU DON'T SAY “SURE” AFTER I JUST SAID I LOVE YOU, YOU SHIT HEAD!!! YOU SAY I LOVE YOU TOO!!” Kid growls, holding you off from getting away from him.
“Alright, alright, I'm sorry! I love you too, okayyy!? Now don't be such an angry tulip, damn it!” You shout, holding Kid's cheeks then kissing his nose to cool him off, which worked. Luckily.
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KILLER
Silent treatment go brrttttt... 🙂🙂🙂🙂
Kil will just be there, not saying a single word at you, but he still does acts of service here and there.
Gives you space, thinking that you're mad with him or something. Not wanting to fight with you, unlike a certain someone..
A little petty though. He won't say I love you again, unless you initiate it first.
“Love you.” Killer hums as he held your hand, caressing it, then kissing it despite having his mask on. Still showing you his acts of love.
“Yeah.” You muttered, causing Killer to pause, letting go of your hand. A sigh escaping his mouth before he left without a word for a few hours, then returning to you with a snack.
“Ah, Kil. Thank you.” You said with a smile, only receiving a nod from Killer who remained silent. “By the way, Kil...”
“Love you.” You whisper, kissing him, causing the blond male to finally speak up, a smile on his face, hiding under his mask. “Mhm, love you too..”
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BASIL HAWKINS
Blankly stares at you with his eyes squinted before sighing, letting you be.
Hawkins doesn't let that act of yours effect his life, in short, he.. Doesn't care. Kinda... 😗😗
Goes a little distant with you bcs of that, but Hawkins is still watching you from a far, analyzing what's the matter with u.
Then consults his cards, shaking his head by the answer it gave, cracking a smile on his stoic face by your antics.
“..I love you, Y/n.” Hawkins, your lover, whispers. Pecking your lips after he spoke, while you let out a small hum in response, just smiling at him...
Staring you down in silence with his red eyes squinted at you, Hawkins then shrugged, walking off and continuing his work. Trying to ignore the fact that you didn't say ilyt.
He tried. He really did. But his curiosity got the best of him, so he ended up consulting his cards, revealing the truth—
“Y/n, the cards told me what you're up to. Quite silly, I admit.” The blond man says, a rare expression displayed on his face; a smile, and a chuckle leaving his lips..
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(DIEZ) X DRAKE
Shocked. Very, very shocked, and heart broken by not hearing your sweet reply of I love you too.
And then he panics, thinking of what he did to upset you so much that you didn't say ilyt to him.
Dino man then does various romantic acts to woo you.
Pls gib my ilyt. 🥹💔 - Heart broken dino man
“Hon, I'm off to work now. Love you.” Bidding his good-bye, Drake gave you a sweet kiss and an ily before he left, waiting for you to say it back—
“Mhm, okay. Take care.” You hum, giving him a hug instead of what he's waiting for. Taken back, Drake stood by the door, looking at you with a small pout.
“..Never mind. I'll call work and tell them that I'll leave next week instead.” He sighs out, dropping his things to the floor, closing the door and returning inside, to you.
“Oh, why? Not that I'm complaining though..” You mutter as your husband looks at you, scratching his nape. “Because, uhm, well my dearest won't say I love you too. So I won't leave until you do..”
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JEWELRY BONNEY
Uhm, hellooooo?? Excuse me, where the hell is my ilyt at???? - Ms. Glutton
Confusion to the max.
Repeats her ily again and again until you finally give your reply that she awaits.
Will literally turn into a child if you still don't though, or tackles you to the groud and squish ur cheeks, demanding an ilyt.
“I love yoooouuuuuu!” Bonney brightly exclaims, pouncing on you to give you a tight embrace, peppering your face with her sweet, sweet kisses.
“Aww, how sweet, Bonney.” You chuckle, kissing her cheek, while the girl blinks twice at you.
“Uhm, what? I said, I love you.” Bonney says with a pout, repeating what she had previously said, as you gave the same reply again and again each time she repeats her I love you.
“God damnit! That's not the reply I want to hear! It's ‘I love you too, my dearest, Bonney’!” She shouts, tackling you to the floor and then pinching your cheeks, not letting you go until you said the magic words that will leave her heart fluttering.
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kaigarax · 1 year
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To The Stars
X-Drake x Reader
Quote: “Fall in love because of your similarities with another person.”
“Where are you going?” You asked.
He smiled, the same way you always did, “to the stars.”
---
Diez Drake has always been fond of you. Not just because you’re a nice person (though it highly contributes to it) but because you and him share quite a few similarities.
Of course you have your differences but your similarities have just always allowed the two of you to click.
The sky is bright today with the birds singing and the clouds slightly adrift. Yet the Marines are forced to sit inside a small and stuffy room as they go through a list of events they currently need to address.
Drake finds himself beside the window this morning.
He can almost hear the singing of the birds and splash of the waves against the Marine base. He can almost feel the warmth of the summer sun against his easily burnt skin.
Drake wonders if you would tease him if he came back from his next mission with a sunburn. You seem to always find enjoyment from his flustered reactions but have been rather quiet lately. You’re always quiet around this time of year. Despite the sun lingering in the sky longer and the breeze tasting sweeter you choose to hide yourself away.
You have always chosen to hide away this time of year and Drake can’t hide how much of a shame he thinks it is.
In his early years as a cadet Drake had been curious enough to ask someone about why. He didn’t ask you of course. He didn’t want to risk the chance of igniting some traumatic memories. So instead he asked Sengoku, your Grandfather.
It wasn’t a bad idea. No. It was even worse than a bad idea. An idea so horrible with consequences that Drake never believed he would be able to recover from. Of course time heals all wounds and it would eventually become something everyone would laugh about.
Not only had it been Drake’s first time informally speaking with the Fleet Admiral but it would also be the first time he would see (and make) him cry. Tears flowed freely from the Fleet Admiral’s eyes and Drake could only leave in a confused mess as Vice Admiral tried his best to console the crying man.
He eventually learned, from you, that it was the anniversary of your mother’s death. The anniversary of the Fleet Admrial’s late daughter’s death.
To this day Drake still finds it hard to look the Fleet Admiral in the face. On the bright side, at least Vice Admiral Garp always seems to get quite a good kick out of it.
Drake doesn't remember his own mother but his father certainly lingers in his mind. There are some days when Drake falls into a nightmare and thinks he’s back with his father’s horrible pirate crew. Those days are always the worst for him, regardless of the weather.
Your own concern mirrored Drake’s own.
You had gone around asking people about it before finally coming to ask him when your questioning yielded no results. You were horribly flushed (like he had been) and very apologetic when you asked.
He guessed back then that curiosity was also a weak point of yours.
You definitely hadn’t been able to look him in the face for a while.
Drake usually finds it easy to focus on the information being shared to the Marines but it's particularly hard today. Perhaps the sun's too hot, or his new cloak is hanging off his shoulders incorrectly.
Unlike Drake, your attention is fully on the topic at hand.
They’re discussing the newest bounties to the up and comers of the Pirate (and Revolutionary) world. Drake had never been a fan of Revolutionaries but he was even less so a fan of pirates. His own father was a pirate, and definitely not the good kind. Drake personally never thought there were good pirates but you had always insisted otherwise; and Drake always found it exceptionally hard to disagree with you.
“Try your best to stay awake,” you say while slightly nudging him.
“It’s not like we’ll ever see these pirates. They never make it to headquarters,” Drake smirks, “and it’s not like you’ll ever make it out of headquarters.”
You roll your eyes but Drake can tell you find amusement in the statement. Your corners of your lips are slanted upwards and your eyes soften.
Drake thinks it’s refreshing how don’t turn away embarrassed or get upset. Even if the words hurt you always try your best not to take it to heart. Especially if they’re true. And you know they’re true, after all you’ve always found it exceptionally hard to disagree with him.
You get horribly sea sick but it apparently hasn’t stopped you from wanting to become a Marine.
It’s definitely dumb from an outsider’s perspective but one could also argue for it being admirable. Drake doesn't think you’ll be able to last a short trip on a boat much less a journey into any of the four blues. He knows you’ve gone on long distance missions before but he’s personally never been on one with you. He doesn't know if you’re able to keep your meals down or not.
“Is there something funny, Diez?” Asks the Marine currently reading off a wanted poster. He’s a gruff and scruffy man with the Justice cape slung around his shoulders. He wears a full suite beneath his cloak of Justice. His gaze is stern as he burns holes into Drake’s eyes.
The rest of the room turns to look at Drake and yourself.
Unlike Drake and you, they’re all fresh faced Marines. Low ranking Seamen.
“Sorry,” you’re the first person to speak up, “I started a small conversation between Diez and myself. I had the intention of reminding Diez to stay focused on the task at hand but managed to get distracted myself. I’ll take the punishment in his place.”
The man standing at the front of the room sighs. He looks conflicted as he brings a hand to his face and says, “you’ll both be on cleaning duty Sengoku.”
“How pleasant~”
“And where do you think you’re going, Sengoku?”
You gave a smile, “to the stars~”
---
“Why do you want to become a Marine, Drake?” You asked, watching as the aforementioned boy continued punching the bag in front of him,
“Why do,” punch, “you,” punch, “care?”
“Isn’t it normal to care about what other people want to do? Isn’t it normal to ask your friends about why they’re doing what they’re doing? Especially when they’re working so hard to achieve something.”
Drake supposes you’re right.
But something seems off with your motive. It just seems so out of the blue for you to come up to him and ask a question like this.
You’re not a malicious person and the question actually doesn't seem to have anything bad tied to it. So Drake answers, “because I,” punch, “want,” punch, “to help,” punch, “people.”
“Well isn’t that a little cliche.”
“Hey?” Drake abruptly stopped, “what's wrong with cliches?”
“Nothing,” you shrug, “they’re just a little boring.”
Drake, after placing the punching bag down, moved to stand in front of you. His own form seems to tower over your own. Drake had been the same height as you when he first came to the Marines. It’s a little strange for him looking down on you now.
You seem to lean back a little as Drake gets closer to you and it boosts his confidence.
He smirks, “oh, and why are you becoming a Marine, Miss. Cliches are boring?” It’s rare to see you nervous and even rarer to see you actively back down from a challenge. Drake wonders if you even realise what you’re doing.
Your eyes meet with his own before you finally answer with, “well, I want to travel.”
“Wow.” Drake laughs, “and you say I’m cliche! Who doesn't want to see the world?”
You roll your eyes playfully, “trust me, I won’t be going anywhere you will.”
“And where do you plan on going?”
At the time, Drake hadn’t thought your next words would hold as much weight in his life as they would. He didn’t think that it would be the last thing you’d say to him for a long while in years to come. He didn’t think that those would be the words he’d cling to long after you were gone. And he most definitely didn’t think those words would be something he himself would use when the positions the two of you stood finally switched.
He didn’t think you even had an answer at the time.
Just when he had thought he held the upper hand over you. Just when he had assumed that this would finally be his chance to get payback for all the flushed cheeks you’ve given him over the years.
You seem to glow when you say those words. Your eyes light up and your face fills with determination. Drake is left in awe.
“To the stars~”
---
Cleaning duty is most definitely not pleasant and Drake thinks that you end up making more of a mess than you clean. You spend half the time throwing up over the side of the deck and the other half trying no to. It’s almost funny. Vice Admiral Garp certainly thinks it's funny as he watches you from shore.
You had originally been scheduled to clean the headquarters bathrooms until Vice Admiral Garp had learned of your punishment. He had mentioned something about ‘not visiting him last week’ and ‘making sure you get a real punishment’ before making some changes to the sheet.
He could almost see steam rise from your head in anger.
Drake feels just the tiniest bit of guilt ebb away at him, but only just a small bit. His time with you is pleasant and warm and he would rather spend an afternoon cleaning up after you than one without. You had begun training to be a Marine the same time as him and were the only one his age when he first arrived at headquarters.
The two of you had done almost everything together.
It would be weird when the two of you would finally be separated.
“Have you gotten your main assignment for the week?” Ask Drake as he takes a seat beside you and holds out a cup of water.
The two of you sat on the sandy beach on the edge of headquarters. After your punishment the two of you were given the rest of the day off. Drake suspects it’s mostly to make sure that you recover properly. Even the cruelest of Marines flash you looks of pity when they come across your seasick form.
“Yeah,��� you take the cup from his hand, “what about you?”
Drake sighs, “yeah. I’m still stuck at headquarters. Just the normal guard duty. What are you doing?”
“Long distance assignment.” you say.
“Oh.” Drake frowns, “how long are you doing to be gone?”
You shrug, “six months maybe but it could be a whole year. Fleet Admiral Sengoku needs me on a… certain kind of mission.”
You’re always going on time based long mission like this. Drake feels those negative feelings begin to rise to the surface. As a higher ranked Marine, it makes sense that you would go on longer and harder missions than him. You’re more qualified. As someone close to the Fleet Admiral it makes sense that you would be trusted with information sensitive missions. You’re less likely to betray. But he’s still jealous.
“What do you think you’ll be doing there?” Ask Drake.
You sigh, “mostly investigation. I’m going undercover again. You know how it usually is for me.”
“At least you won’t actively be in danger.”
“But isn’t that the best part?”
“No.” Drake gives you a deadpanned look, “it most definitely is not the best part of it.”
You laugh, “agree to disagree.”
“So, where are you going?” Drake asks.
“To the stars.” you answer.
---
“Where are you going?” You asked.
He says the same words you always did, but he doesn't mean it the same way you have.
Truth be told, it had actually taken Drake quite a long time to read the meaning between your words. The young boyish part of him had always assumed you had meant it the same way you had when you first mentioned it. With shining eyes and a determined smile.
To the stars - I’ll see you around.
To the stars - where adventure is most ripe.
To the stars - somewhere I can’t tell you.
Now, he thinks, this is just another thing shared strictly between the two of you. Another thing that sends a smile to his face. He wonders if these words will also ring in your head as you lay in bed at night. If these words will replay in your head when you think of him.
Do you think of him too?
Will you see the hidden meaning behind his words?
He can only hope.
He smiled, the same way you always did, “to the stars.”
To the stars - I love you.
Fall in love because of your similarities with another person.
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thepancakewitch · 1 month
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All Fic Ideas
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can't have SHIT anymore!!!!
Fic ideas
KLK
Aikuro x Momoko x Tsumugu
Gamagoori x Momoko
Toriko
Coco
Sunny
Bedazzle suit
Zebra
?
Brunch 
Electric….
Komatsu
Befriending, smooch
Nono
Also befriending, smooch
Starjun
smooch
Midora
TO N G U E
Jujutsu Kaisen
Mahito
Centipede form
Human form
Curse filling
Impregnation
Also tongue… is this a curse thing?
done - >
Sukuna
Non con
Sleepwalker
Tongue…. Sigh
He looked up, eyes focusing in. "You're awake? Good."
Fist of the North Star
Toki cures depression
Shin picks out something for you, modern AU maybe?
Kengan Ashura
Rihito takes you to Tokyo Destiny Land
Reams you in the bathroom - RECENTLY CLEANED
Xia Ji Gets Owned
Dorohedoro
Risu……..
Risu cums on you
Risu more like UR MY SUGAR MOMMYsu
Fujitora
You want to be My partner?
FF7
I am not and will not fuck Hojo but unfortunately I will
tes
Ancano and Llrium
MHA
Bimbo reader x Shigaraki
Uh oh my like, ex bf Keigo is over there??? Quick be my bf in this mall
Naruto
Heavenly Peach Banquet - Momoko x Family
House of Red Clouds - Reader x Akatsuki
One Piece
Condor - Reader x Peruvian Rosicante Donquixote
Idiot llama herder
Tímido Dino - Reader x Cubano X Drake - Diez Drake
Meet him at college, he’s floored you recognize he’s latino, complains about it…..
H o r n iiiii ( fog horn noise )
Mexican Perona - the mall goth
Mexican Law - adopted in by Rosicante
Argentine Robin - studies up in the andes
Colombian Nami - heart breaker
GENDERFLUID*~* Brazillian Sanji - OUDRI KANDA LAIHAI
https://twitter.com/saintdevour/status/1381967022011998209?s=20
Mixed Dominican Katakuri ( i see big mama being european, like Germanic or something )
Panamanian Cavendish - tu quieres!? Si si estoy bonito!
Resident Evil 8 - Village
Inner Workings - Heisenberg experiments on ReaDER HHAHA FNNI 0_0 haha wouldnt that be so funny!!!!!!
Alicia turns you into a husk!!!
Ace Attorney
Modern AU - barok the english professor has no time for you
Scoffs at your twilight but then talks about team jacob
Bends you over the desk to fuck you because idk that has to be a staple
Wine mom
Hunter X Hunter
Illumi uses a magic wand on you and is like :| i wanted to see your reactions
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shinicalstorytime · 3 years
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X Drake x reader - Report
You walked through the beautiful, colorful streets of Wano. There was no denying it, the land looked gorgeous, or at least certain parts of it. Of course, you were aware there were parts of this country that weren’t as nice a sight. Especially where the factories were located.
Sadly, however, you would leave this beautiful sight behind soon and take a boat to Onigashima, which didn’t look as inviting as the Flower Capital. You had no choice though, as you had to report to your captain: X Drake. After having tailed the CP Aigis 0, it just so happened that they landed on the island your captain was doing undercover work himself.
You left the beautiful capital and quickly reached the port. A ship from the Beast Pirates was waiting for you, as Drake had instructed them to pick you up. Of course, your captain had lied and told everyone that you would swear your allegiance to Kaido, since all his subordinates were under his service.
You quickly met with the captain of the ship and verified your identity, quickly getting on board as you saw he was in a bad mood. Then again, you’d be too if Kaido would be your captain.
Onigashima came into view and your mood dropped instantly. How could this place be located so close to something as beautiful as Wano? Why was Drake even there, couldn’t he do his undercover work on the beautiful mainland instead?! The things you did for your captain.
The boat arrived and you hopped off the ship after quickly thanking him for transporting you. He only grunted in response. Geez, such nice company. You left the boat behind you and started towards the living quarters of the Tobi Roppo, using the instructions Drake had given you in his latest letter.
On the way, you noticed many of the Beast Pirates, all drinking, laughing and partying. You were glad to at least see they had a better mood than that ship’s captain. If you would have to spend your undercover time looking at moody faces you’d go mad and become sour yourself. You wanted to leave this country with your sanity.
Finally, the living quarters of the Tobi Roppo came into view in the distance. Honestly, you’d be glad to rejoin your captain and your old crew. Tailing CP Aigis 0 had been quite lonely and boring. Besides, seeing him always made you happier.
At least, you finally reached your destination. It also didn’t take you long to notice which one was Drake’s since it was the most barren place. You walked over to the door and knocked. No answer. Of course, Drake wasn’t here. Why would it be easy?
“Can I help you?” You jumped and turned around at the person from who the voice came. It was a rather tall man with light blue hair which hung in a weird pompadour in front of his face.
“Uh, I am looking for Drake…” you said. After all, maybe this person knew where your captain was. The man smiled at you as he took you in. Did he see through you? Did he know you didn’t really belong here?
“Ah, you must be his subordinate right? He is currently in a meeting with Sasaki, but I could keep you company until then.” You looked at him a bit confused and you wanted to put distance between the two of you. You didn’t like where this was going. The man seemed to catch on as to what you were thinking. “Oh no, don’t get me wrong. I am Kyoshiro, and I just want to keep you company since Drake doesn’t tend to hurry.”
You decided to try and trust him, for now. After all, you had to be on good terms with the Beast Pirates and their associates. Thus, you followed this Kyoshiro to a bar nearby where he treated you to a cup of sake.
After a few cups, Kyoshiro became very good company. He seemed quite entertaining and knew how to keep a conversation going. “So, tell me. What is with you and Drake?” he asked. Confusion hit you. What did he mean with that?
Kyoshiro could see the confusion and chuckled. “Drake’s demeanor changed completely when he knew you were coming to Wano. He’s been more distracted and making sure everything would be in order for your arrival.”
Those words surprised you. Drake had been looking forward to your arrival then? You didn’t think it would make much difference for him, after all you were just his subordinate. The notion made you warm inside. Apparently that started to show on your face as well as you became red, much to Kyoshiro’s entertainment.
Kyoshiro of course had caught on to Drake’s change the past few days and it was easy to see why, seeing you in front of him. It was even more amusing to him to see the effect mentioning Drake had on you as well. He could easily tell there was more going on than just a captain and crewmember type of relationship. At last, he had a chance to enjoy himself and play cupid for a bit.
You noticed a mischievous glint in your company’s eyes and couldn’t’ help but wonder what that was about. “So, when do you think Drake will be back?” you asked him. You really wanted to get the report out of the way so you can get some rest from your long trip.
Kyoshiro shrugged. “No clue. But I am not in a hurry. Besides, Sasaki is also in that meeting and he is my usual drinking partner. I quite enjoy your company anyway.”
“Well, that is easily solved.” The voice made your heart skip a beat. Only now you had realized how much you missed that voice. You turned around and met the blue eyes of your captain. However, they were focused on Kyoshiro with murderous intent behind them.
Kyoshiro only looked amused. Oh how easy his job would be here. “Done already? That’s not your usual way of working.” the blue-haired man said, a teasing grin on his face.
Drake kept his eyes fixated on the man. How dared the try to woe his crewmate! “Sasaki is ready to be your drinking buddy again.” The anger present in your captain’s voice surprised him. Why was he in such a bad mood? Had something gone wrong in the meeting?
Kyoshiro sighed, but couldn’t hide his amusement even a little. “Such a shame, I was really enjoying my new company.” The man turned to look at Sasaki, who had been stationed next to the angry Drake, silently observing. “No offence.”
Sasaki laughed a bit, having caught on to the little devious plan of the yakuza. “None taken, my friend. I would also prefer company this pretty.” This was the last drop for Drake. Something inside him exploded.
Drake turned to you and grabbed your wrist. “Come on, (Y/N). It’s time to go.” and with that, he dragged you out of the bar. You were so confused and gave the two other men an apologetic look. Something told you you’d best keep them on a friendly side.
As Drake was dragging you through the streets of Ongashima, seemingly without a destination in mind, you were gathering your thoughts. “Okay and now we’re going to stop!” you shouted as you stopped in your tracks and effectively stopping your captain as well.
“What on earth was all that about?!” Drake didn’t know how to answer that. Well, he knew the answer, but he didn’t want to admit that he was jealous. After all, you were supposed to be by his side again now that you two were reunited.
“Drake?” His silence was starting to worry you. Was he sick? The man sighed. He knew there wasn’t a way around it. He supposed it was time to finally admit it.
“(Y/N)… I missed you.” Your cheeks warmed at those words. He did? You had missed him a lot as well. “I missed you too, Drake. But what does that have to do with that display in the bar?” you questioned. You didn’t see the correlation.
“Those guys don’t know how to treat a lady properly.” You laughed a bit. “And you do?” Sure, you loved Drake a lot but he was by no means great with the ladies.
Drake grumbled at that. “Perhaps not, but I do know how to treat you. And that is the only lady I need to know how to treat.” You were speechless. What were you supposed to say to that? Guess he did know how to woe a woman if he tried.
Your captain gained some confidence witnessing the flustered state you were in. “You’re not denying it, so I am assuming I am right?” You blushed more and nodded. “Perfect.” Drake said. God, you didn’t know how to handle it if Drake showed his more confident side.
However, you wouldn’t indulge him too much. “So, do you have time for my report now?” you asked, hoping to change the subject. “Of course I have time for you… but the report can wait.” Drake said with a smirk, taking your hand and leading you back to his living quarters. It would prove to be an interesting night for the two of you.
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nakunakunomi · 4 years
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Requested by anon   2nd person genderneutral reader No warnings, just fluff! For some reason this ended up almost headcanon format, I hope y’all don’t mind! sorry! 
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You loved the fall. Days were getting shorter and colder, but not that cold that you needed to bundle up completely. Just enough to no longer be sweating in the sun and need a light scarf while still enjoying a little sun on your face. 
You loved how the leaves soon turned all shades of yellow, orange and red and how they would fall from the trees, just so you could step on them with your boots, and be a little satisfied when they let out the perfect crunch as you did so. 
You loved the atmosphere around fall and Halloween, the pumpkin spice hanging in the air, the wind blowing softly and the rain trickling down every now and then while there were still days where the sun tried her best to shine through. 
But what you loved most this fall, was that you were not alone. It was the first fall you spent with your boyfriend and you were glad he was finally getting used to the notions of PDA without turning into a color the average tomato would be jealous of. 
He was a busy man, but the rare days off he made it a point to spend most of it with you. After all, work was important, but he never wanted you to feel like you were coming second to a job. As long as the weather would allow it, you’d go outside, take long walks as the leaves fell, enjoying the beautiful sights. 
X Drake wasn’t a man of many words, but he did genuinely enjoy being in your presence, holding your hand as you walk together, close enough to share some body warmth without actually being pressed up against each other so you could still walk comfortably. He’ll listen to all your ramblings about whatever you want to talk about, ask genuine questions because he is really interested in everything you do and say. But he’s just as content walking in silence if you prefer a more quiet day out. 
Every now and then, he’ll divert from your usual walking route to treat you to a hot beverage takeout, and then find a nice bench in the middle of a park to sit and drink, the beverage usually just in time to make sure you didn’t get cold. 
By the end of your days home, you’d either try and make a nice meal together or order some takeout. Today is an exceptionally lazy day and takeout is the decision. Not having to cook leaves you both with some extra time to dress in comfy clothes and get together on the couch to cuddle until the doorbell rings and your food arrives. 
After getting your food, you settled on the couch again. Drake raised an eyebrow, usually you’d eat at the dinner table, as to not get the couch too messy. “c’mon babe… some extra cuddles, a movie in the background, maybe I could even feed you some bits.” The last suggestion was enough to make your boyfriend’s ears turn red in response. “N-no worries y/n, I can perfectly eat by myself… but sure, I’ll ehm… I’ll join you” 
You laughed as he joined you again on the couch, this time a little more distance between you just so you could eat without spilling on each other. You insisted on feeding him a few bites from your portion, succeeding in making him flustered even if there was no one to witness this cute scenario. It made you smile even wider. After dinner there would be even more cuddles. You sighed happily. 
Fall days are the best. 
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lucciluvr · 2 years
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kissing their scar ii ; scenarios
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contains : fluff. comfort. mild cursing. no pronouns. grammatical errors. probably typos.
characters : x drake, kidd, & shanks
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x drake
it's 1am and you were on night watch. you entered your shared bedroom with drake slumped on your bed, breathing a tad too heavy for your liking. you calmly rushed to his side.
"hey, what happened? are you okay?" you placed your hand on his bicep, thumb rubbing gentle circles.
"y-yeah, just... the usual." he gave you a small reassuring smile.
you felt your heart break for him. you knew about his past, at least his upbringing. gently, you cupped his cheeks, eyes trailing from his to the scar on his chin. that damn scar from his damn father; a reminder of his past.
you leaned down, placing a kiss on his scar. a small gesture telling him you love him and all of him. he tensed up from the affection, shortly relaxing and accepting your love.
"you're too much." he looked to the side. it wasn't often drake was vulnerable, at least in front of the crew.
"you deserve it and more," you connected your foreheads before climbing up the bed with your knees as he wrapped his arm around your legs, placing you comfortably between his lap.
"i'm sorry." he kissed your forehead, brows furrowed and arms tighter around you.
"it's okay, you're good." you smiled and relaxed, making drake's heart ache, heavy with guilt.
he wasn't just apologizing for his terrors. but for as long as time will let him, he'll play his part of being your lover.
and time was running.
eustass captain kidd
you stared at his hand, annoyed. you stood up and head his direction as he watched you make your way to him, scratching. you slapped his hand harshly. kidd yelped offended.
"fuck was that for?!"
"stop scratching, it's gonna bleed." you scolded, leaning closer to see the irritated area. kidd could only grunt in response.
a sigh escaped your lips, irking kidd further. "it's bleeding already, i'll get some ointment." you pulled away from him to get said ointment from the doctor's office.
"if you're so annoyed then read in another room!" you heard him call out from his workshop.
you returned after a minute with some alcohol and ointment. kidd sat in place, annoyed and sulking but didn't say anything. he knew there wasn't anything he could do so he'll just let you. sometime when you where applying the ointment with light feathered touches, he somehow find himself staring at your focused expression.
someone who shares the same ambitions as him, someone who's as passionate, strong-willed, stubborn, and tenacious like him. a smile, er smirk subconsciously formed on his face.
"what's on your mind?" you hummed. the smile on his face vanished back to a scowl.
"none of your business," kidd looked to the opposite side. his legs bobbing up and down, impatient.
after a few short seconds, you finally finished. he mumbled a 'finallly' and waiter for you to stand up so he could get back to work. instead of pulling away, you leaned closer, placing a kiss on his scar that wasn't lattered with ointment. his face flushed, eyes furrowed, an angry expression on his face. kidd swiftly turned his back to get back to work.
"all done." you stood straight and patted his shoulder before walking back to your seat and resume reading.
a few seconds later, the silence aside from his tinkering was dissolved.
"thanks," he grumbled. it was so quiet that if you weren't paying attention, you would've missed it.
red haired shanks
"(name)!" shanks stumbled behind you, wrapping his arms around you and resting his head on your shoulder. "kiss meeeee~."
"you reek of alcohol booze," you tilted your head away from his face.
you heard him whine. "(name) doesn't love me anymore!" tightening his arm around you.
the crew laughed at him while been and lucky roo smiled in amusement. you saw this as a perfect opportunity to play with him, so you untangled his hand and pulled away from him, dusting your clothes to add a little salt to the wound.
everyone quickly understood what you were doing with the little smirk on your lips, but shanks was too drunk to notice.
"(name)?" he whispered, a dejected look on his face.
you felt your heart break and start to feel bad, but looking at the snickering faces of your fellow crew members, you decided to continue. shanks took a step forward to you, arm reaching out for you. being an asshole, you took a step backward.
shanks' hand dropped to his side, frowning before limping back to benn's direction. your eyes followed him to see what he'd do. once he reach benn, he slumped on benn.
"(name) doesn't love me anymore...!" he cried out, thankfully with no tears or you would've punched yourself.
"did i do something? what did i do? (name), i'm sorrryyyyy!" he called out to you, all over benn.
you gave benn a pitied look while he gave you a deadpan expression, grunting as he pushed shanks off him. shanks stumbled backwards, staring at benn, betrayal in his eyes.
he sniffed before walking away from the crew and sitting against the ship's railing hugging his knees, sulking. the crew snickered at your captain's antics. you and been stared at each other, telepathically communicating. after one sly eye, you sighed in defeat and start to make your way towards shanks.
his head was buried in his knees, sniffles escaping here and there. you lowered yourself, knees to your chest. you tilted your head, trying to see his face.
"hey," you cooed. you've never seen shanks move so fast in your life. he faced you, cheeks against his knees.
"(name)?" he murmured, afraid of upsetting you. "did i do anything wrong? why don't you love me anymore?"
you were thoroughly convinced you're a terrible and evil person. shanks looked like a kicked puppy and you were finding it amusing. at least you weren't allowed, you glanced at your crew.
you the bottom of his chin, in which he leaned closer to you. a giggled escaped your mouth, love-drunk shanks will always be amusing and adorable to you.
"i was just kidding," you leaned to kiss the scars on his eyebrow.
the air inside you was knocked up when shanks basically tackled you to the floor. fits of wheezes and cough were pulled out from your throat.
"you love meeeeee?" he cooed, rubbing his cheeks against yours before placing a tender kiss on your cheeks, leaving saliva.
"shanks!" you called out, wiping the spit with your hand on his shirt. he laughed before standing up and walking towards benn, dragging you with him.
"bennnnn! do you love meee?" he ran towards benn, flinging you all over the place and clinging onto your vice-captain.
"hey!" you tried to get him to let go but his yonko strength wasn't going to let you.
you heard benn huff as he tried to pry shanks off of him. now, the three of you were in a reluctant group hug while the rest of the crew laughed at your demise. you whispered an apology to your vice-captain as the two of you sighed.
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cebwrites · 2 years
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REQUEST FOR X DRAKE YOU SAY?!? What about reader asking X Drake to be in his half form and he’s really awkward about it?? <3
of course bee, how could i say no to this 👀👀💕
asking to see his hybrid form (X Drake)
gn reader, fluff word count: 0.3k
Drake is... confused, first and foremost
He doesn’t see the appeal of it in the beginning, considering his dino forms as just another tool in battle, but since his s/o seemed so adamant on spending time with him in that form, he’ll acquiesce 
The more they ask, though, the more Drake gets a little flustered about it - he does ask them if it’s a that kind of thing, that they vehemently deny, but Drake is has his reservations about it
They plead with the biggest puppydog eyes, clinging to his arm and lather on the compliments for what sweet, loving, adorable boyfriend he is, and Drake is down for the count
He blushes to what would be the tips of his ears if they weren’t covered in scales, but if it’s unavoidable then he’d prefer for them to be in his lap completely in private, though, of course
There was likely already a size difference to begin with considering that this man as a base is 7′7, but it’s even more exaggerated in his hybrid form (but not as much as the full Zoan, obviously)
It’s not something he’d willingly admit out loud himself, but he does like seeing that difference in his and his partner’s hands, theirs against his as they snuggle up closer to him, absentmindedly talking about their day with their head against his chest, where they’re not really paying attention and Drake can wholeheartedly admire the prettiness of this little picture without being teased
Eventually, with a lot of coaxing, he might offer to cuddle in his hybrid form unprompted; coming up to them already transformed and asking if they want to snuggle for a bit before he has to get back to work
Don’t tease him about it though (they will), or he’ll start hiding it again >< (not for long)
If you scratch him at just the right spot under his chin, Drake rumble-purrs <3
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swampstew · 6 months
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It's time to flashily vote on your favorite costume!
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Didn't read every story? No stress - you can find every entry below before you vote! Please like, reblog, and support every writer who put their ENTIRE soul into each writing piece - we all had so much fun putting this together for fandom!
@swampstew - Eustass Kid - Slutty Sauron
@quinloki - Marco, Ace & Reader - Full Metal Alchemist
@zoros-sheath - Zoro, Kaku & Reader - Little Red Riding Hood
@sanjis-all-blue - Diez Drake & Reader - The Princess Bride
@leakyweep - Doflamingo & Reader & Rosinante - Twilight
@icy-spicy - Killer - The First Man
@writing-yarn-goblin - Bartolomeo & Reader - American Gothic Painting
@mew-ya- Katakuri & Reader - Frankenstein's Monster
@bulle-d-bulliver - Kin'emon & O-tsuru & Reader & Kiku as the 4 Musketeers
@quinloki - Buggy the Red Nosed Reindeer
Voting will run for 24 hours with the winner being announced Halloween Day!
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bnhaoptr · 4 years
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Nostalgic X Drake with a photo of his s/o - X Drake X Female reader
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Drake watched that small piece of paper between his huge, slender fingers, a photograph on worn and slightly yellowed paper. Perhaps that scene had stopped in time for almost twenty years.  He was so young, he had not yet reached his twenties, his red hair was disheveled and his blue eyes had come out with a reddish light. Since s / o I was smiling and that perfect image capture.   He tried to remember who had taken that photo, sure that it wasn't even his father, let alone hers. They were together, her arm wrapped around his as she smiled and closed her eyes. Always so beautiful and happy.   It was nostalgic to see that photo and have it close by was comforting.
Drake remembered perfectly that island where he was born and grew up, subsequently burying his mother and months before his father freaked out leaving the navy to become a pirate.
It seemed a long time ago, from many years ago that not even old people talked about their childhoods. And really, in your head, this is what this photo presented. A good time and that I would never be able to recover.
How many times did he find himself thinking about the time he spent with [her name], or when she had to run away on the second floor of the house to play with him. He remembered perfectly the first time they both tasted alcohol and did not approve of any drops, bumping into the bottle of wine that stained the furry carpet in her house.
It made a smile bloom on Drake's thin, dry lips, he loved remembering those sweet memories. It warmed the heart that refused to light the flame that seemed to have gone out forever.
But at the same time, it hurt him deeply. Especially when he remembered that he couldn't go back to the past or regain it before fulfilling his main objective.
 That still needed to wait a little longer, unfortunately.
Drake remembered how many times he ran away from school to train with his hidden father's swords and firearms; and the countless times he chased after asking for [his] notes and thereby studying moments before the tests took place.
 It was funny how [you] never denied him anything; even though it was not his first novel, as he had created a platonic passion for a self-interested girl before, now it was the romance that was most present in his mind. So much so that it would be the last.
  Perhaps because [you] didn't force him into anything or have banal conversations like other girls, they put an emphasis on that passion. His eyes [their color] had a hallucinogenic effect, his lips were fatal temptations, his epidermis shining in the sun seduced him like never before, his hair [his color and style] framed his face perfectly.
  For a long time, admiring her was the best thing to do.
Drake at one time or another has always been caught looking at the sea in the direction of the North Blue, many of his subordinates thought he might be homesick or for having witnessed terrible things there; like the premature death of his mother, his father's betrayal with the Navy, the death of Barris at the hands of Doflamingo or something else; but they never considered a woman.
 With all the needs that [you] did, life got better at that moment. He could fulfill the promise he made to you and hoped you would do the same, he was no longer abused by his father, he had the job and job he had always wanted since he was a child, he knew life at sea and on land.
Indeed, in many ways, it was better.
 Now there was little left to capture those who broke the law, bringing peace and tranquility to many citizens around the world. Oh yes, he can come back and find you so they can be together again.
 He knew his parents didn't approve of him as a son-in-law, especially after Barrels became a pirate who left his masochistic side on display and he had some marks to prove it. But he was not like his father, much less a pirate, but no one could know his secret. Not even s / o.
It was also painful to remember that even with all the aggressions he suffered, in addition to psychological trauma, the part that hurt him most was when he had to leave quickly without even saying goodbye. Although he always warned her, besides leaving a letter in the window of the seventeen-year-old girl's room at the time, leaving without saying a measly "bye" made her brood for a long time.
  All because of your father's disaffection, if greed had not sung so loudly and was not so inviting, you might not have had to hide your true profession and be with [you] until today.
  The only thing I had to remember was that photo, an image printed on a small specific sheet of paper that the colors were already fading. The photograph he kept so carefully among her clothes and drawers, so that no one knew of its existence before the time right and not to do him harm.
Yes. Drake misses all that and if he needed to relive every wound of the past to be able to see it again, he would do it without thinking twice.
 However, he had to keep his mind firm and that soon it would all be over in a short time. Sengoku, like Koby, knew the truth and that the world was about to shudder as if it was getting close to some end.
  "I'll be back as soon as I make the world safer for us, wait for me"
   That was what he found in the final part of the farewell letter he found at his window, with that and that photo, sealed a promise.
  And when it all came to an end and before the world was in chaos again, you would be together again. He would continue to admire you in a photo, this time more recent and preferably together with a smile.
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trashytoastboi · 1 year
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yandere x drake headcanons i beg 🤲🏼
Heyya🍞 Sure thing! My apologies for the very long wait and hope you enjoy~🍀
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Headcanons: Yandere! X-Drake
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Warnings: Mentions of violence, manipulation, stalkerish tendencies, yandere.
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🦖 X-Drake's fascination started with the slightest obsession. The smallest interaction was all it took. He saw them from a distance, the instant feeling of attraction and Drake was absolutely smitten. How could some be so beautiful, so precious and fragile? The passing thought should have stayed as that, just- a passing thought. And yet it is something that became a resident of his mind, that dwelled and grew.
🦖 It calmed down, somewhat. To a bearable degree, the silhouette of that person was no longer fresh in his mind. But oh how sweet they were when they spoke to him first. Giving him directions and helping him with finding his way from their instructions, how lovely their voice rang out. So sweet, he thought. He always wanted to hear it and the new found knowledge of their name chanted on like a mantra. How could he let someone so precious come to harm?
🦖 Drake increasingly indulged himself in fantasies, ones of being close to the one he dearly loves. He would never let any harm come to HIS beloved. They would never have to worry their pretty little heads about anything. He'll take care of it all. "I'll protect you {Name} there's nothing to worry about~"
🦖 Drake was happy in their presence, his friendly and gentle nature masked what was really beneath. To them, he was the gentlest man alive, one who could never hurt anyone else. {Name} felt safe with him, and comfortable. They never had to worry because Drake is someone they feel they can really trust.
🦖 His jovial attitude is short lived. Someone, a useless stranger to him, dares to lay their filthy hands on his {Name}. They so happily introduced the stranger as one of their closest friends. Drake mustered a smile to hide his disgust towards the person, but he wouldn't want to show {Name} anything unpleasant would he? At least, not right now. He forced distance between the two by making sure the person is not getting too close to {Name}. He cannot allow his lovely to be tainted by someone else's filth.
🦖His eyes said it all. Drake's cold eyes filled with contempt stabbed {Name's} friend with every opportunity. Eyes that looked him over and over again, the cogs of sinister intent turned in Drake's head. {Name's} friend grew evermore restless, unnerved and having a deep sense of dread towards Drake. He is dangerous. He looked at Drake, his attention fixated on {Name} and his eyes filled with boundless love, such warmth and affection encompasses every piece of {Name} Drake sees.
🦖Maybe his harmless and docile facade, constant seduction and the perfect depiction of a gentleman all seemed to convince {Name} that he is a really good person. They heard of his reputation, the notorious 'Red Flag' in the Worst Generation. But how could he be when he was so sweet? At least that's what {Name} thought. Rumors tend to be exaggerated after all. His final fall, the point of no return... when {Name} so innocently, so naively showed their affection. It may have been a simple kiss but to Drake it was so much more, it was proof and reassurance. Surely {Name} felt the same as him.
🦖 Drake is always so careful, to present his weak side to them. To make sure they felt safe with him, that they didn't catch a glimpse of what was really going in his head. {Name} didn't suspect anything, even when those closest to them seemed to grow distant or even dissappear altogether... they still didn't suspect a thing.
🦖 Drake could see how sad {Name} was, everyone they knew was leaving or disappearing one by one. But it's fine, he's there. "I'm here for you my dear, I won't leave" Drake's words were so pleasant, and reassuring. {Name} never would have guessed that the reason everyone was going missing was thanks to Drake. No one would come between him and {Name}. Those who heeded his words were allowed to live, those who did not comply met a much darker fate
🦖{Name} didn't even realize what was happening. Their steadily growing dependence on Drake, the feeling of being love and cherished disguised the feeling of being trapped and possessed. How dearly he loved them, nothing would hurt them or take them away from him. His beloved {Name.}
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strawbewwysamurai · 4 years
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Affectionate X Drake Headcanons 
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He is an extremely touchy man. Loves physical affection to no end, admittedly. But typically only when alone with the subject of his affections. At least, that's when he would be at his cuddliest.
If you're alone, he will find wherever it is you're relaxing, sitting, or lying down just chilling out, and he will take over.
You'll let him though. After having to deal with him slinking up to you, leaning as close as he could and burying his face in the crook of your neck; his gentle nuzzles and simply breathing somewhere even just slightly ticklish like your neck making it nearly impossible to focus on whatever it was you were doing prior to being found by him.
If you weren't lying down when he found you, you will be shortly. Whether he gently and slowly pushes you down to lay on the bed or sprawl out on the couch with him, or carefully and silently scoops you up into his arms to hold you, you're going to be resting against him at some point now, and most notably against his chest.
He likes to hold you there, as long as you're willing.
Once he manages to instigate some good cuddling with you, the touchiness doesn't stop there.
He'll be running his hands over your head and neck, carefully not to nick you with his claws even once. Playing with your hair if that's possible, or slowly and gently rubbing his hands over your back and arms.
It's really very nice.
Despite being most physically affectionate when in private quarters, he is still noticeably touchy when in public or around his crew. You just have to pay enough attention to see.
He'll sit right next to you, to the point where the sides of your torsos and legs are touching completely, with the occasional arm of his resting across your shoulders if he feels even more affectionate in the presence of others.
Stands behind you in conversation with you or others, and absentmindedly strokes his hand over your head and across your scalp gently. He isn't doing it on purpose- It's just an unconscious pull to touch you that has him running his fingers across your head in such a relaxing fashion, that you can barely think of anything else besides his touch in the moment.
It's extremely nice, and you're glad it's something he does on the regular, whether you're alone with him and having quality time, or out in public and on the receiving end of those stolen touches and strokes he leaves on you.
You wouldn't have it any other way.
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