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one-piece-aus · 1 year
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What would marriage life would be like with the seven warlords?
This is an old anon request, I do apologize for not getting to it sooner but here we go
What Marriage Life Would Be Like With the Seven Warlords (Headcanons)
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It's pretty chill being married to Mihawk
Y'all just vibe in a mansion on an isolated island
I imagine Mihawk is a person of quality time and acts of service so the two of you would often spend time together
Whether it's reading in your library or cooking dinner for each other, every moment you do together and action you do for him is cherished in Mihawk's heart, even if he doesn't mention it
He makes sure you're healthy and well (eating properly, making sure you get your sleep)
This man will be able to instantly tell if your state is the slightest bit off and will not hesitate to voice his concern
He is not opposed to having children, the idea might amuse him
In fact, after Zoro and Perona had made their appearance, Mihawk grew fond of the idea taking care of his own child, even if they would be irritating at times
Btw, Zoro and Perona think you two act like an old married couple ❤
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Only way this would be possible is if you are someone like Luffy
She might not understand exactly what marriage life means but she will do her best to make you happy
She is going to cook for you and feed you
She will bathe you and make sure you have the best clothes to wear
And she will order the best doctors to bring you back to your best health if you get sick
She is taking ✨amazing✨ care of you
The two of you are just living the life of luxury regardless of where you choose to live because you two are together and happy
You will not have kids (for a number of reasons that I will not get into because this is supposed to be a fun post)
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Alright, I had no idea what to do for Moria so I asked @ask-the-night-crowl for these headcanons, thank you again Snugs
In a marriage, Moria would totally rely on his partner to fulfill all the duties he has/ should be responsible for. Granted, the other mysterious four already take over most of those, but someone has to keep them all in check.
His spouse better not be aversed by his crew, because for as much as he says he doesn't care about these idiots, he would also face death to protect them.
Unless him and his s/o have known eachother for a pretty long time, he'll try to keep them at an arm's length. Not necessarily because they don't have good enough of a connection, but the idea of loss is always on his mind.
He doesn't mind affection. In fact, he'll back-handedly seek it out by annoying his s/o until they give him attention if he so desires. He's pretty much like an oversized cat.
On the other hand, you'll also have to be prepared not to see him for days on end, because of his sleeping habits (Again, like a cat).
But in that time, cuddling with him is totally fine, because once that man is out, he sleeps like a rock.
His frequent nightmares might lead to the conclusion that comforting him would be the answer. But he hates the idea of being treated as weak as that and would much rather appreaciate the mere presence of his s/o when he wakes up next to them.
In contrast, he'll offer the same to his s/o when they feel down and would have an immediate (even petty) grudge against anyone harming them.
Staying in with him at a fireplace, drinking fancy wines and making fun of the other warlords would be his favorite way to spend time when he's awake for once.
If the spouse is good at cooking, you can bet they'll become his personal chef - after all, love goes through the stomach amirite.
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If you're marrying Doffy, his family comes as a package deal, you can't have him without it, that being said, he expects you to get along with them (you can tolerate them instead but just don't let him notice)
Of course, he will expect you to take care of Baby 5, Buffalo, and Dellinger as if they were your children, he is open to making blood offsprings, but never put them before him
Doffy is your number 1 priority, whatever he says goes
But just because he's demanding doesn't mean he won't show you affection, in fact, most of his demands is just him wanting to give or receive affection
You are showed in gifts and luxury, he is the king of Dressrosa afterall, your word has every weight as his own since your are his queen
He is proud to show off his spouse, you are his most prized possession after all
However, you are more than just a trophy, after the loss of his dear mother and brother, he holds you close and tells you how dear you are to him every night
You are often woken up in the middle of the night due to his rustling from nightmares, just hold him to calm him down
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Crocodile keeps you in the dark about his work, for all you know, he is a casino owner in Alabasta that keeps the people safe from pirates since he's a warlord
He takes you out for a stroll around in the evening, outside to admire the stars, or in the casino where your every need is met
He doesn't show affection in public but his gestures do show you belong to him and no one else
He keeps you company in bed at night until you fall asleep but when you wake up, he is not there, he's working as always
When see him next, he'll have a gift for you, an apology for not being able to always be around as he is a very busy man, but he'll make it up to you
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I imagine it would be comfortable, like little cottage in nature kind of comfy
You both would wake up in the morning with a nice cup of tea
Your place would be clean and organized
You'd receive lots of comforting hugs and cuddles
Life would be peaceful
Until strawhat crew comes knocking on your door
Don't quite have any ideas for Kuma so... This is end, I hope you enjoy anon, and thank you for requesting
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pinejayy · 7 months
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- anyone write for gecko moria, asking for a friend uwu
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justasillyoldfox · 2 years
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♡Moria x GN!Reader
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♡Please I don't wanna think about what happened to absalom 💀
WARNINGS: Just Moria being a bit tsundere
♡You walked around the castle for a bit, wondering where you lover had disappeared to, you asked Hogback and Hildon if they had seen him, they said no but Hildon offered to help you look. You sighed, thinking of where he would be, he's not with Hogback, not at the top of the castle, no where in the woods, then it came to you. The room with the giant, could he be there?
♡You headed back on the way up to the top of the castle, determined to find him. Once you had reached the top you looked around one last time before heading into the cold and dark tunnel, you didn't like being with the giant because it was cold and frankly your clothes did not keep you very warm. Once you had reached the end of the tunnel and saw the giant you looked around and there he was.
♡Gecko Moria, the one and only, staring at the giant while sitting down. You had slowly walked up to him, not trying to disturb anything until you got in front of him, you waved your hand a bit until you looked at his eyes, they were glazed over with lust? No it didn't look anything of the sort, he looked tired and looked like he was on the verge of crying.
♡You walked up to him and climbed up his stomach and pulled his head down "Moria," you said in a singsong tone. He didn't respond which made you pout, you gently slapped his cheek, "Gecko, wake up," you said which he suddenly came out of his trance, "huh? What are you doing here?" he asked, "I was looking for you dear, we were suppose to take a nap together remember?" You said with a small frown. "Ah I remember I just hit my head earlier and had to sit down," he said with what you presumed to be embarrassment, "Really now? Where did you hit your head dear," he pointed right in the center of his head a little below his horns were pertruding.
♡You had gently kissed where he pointed and continued to do that around his face which when you stopped was beet red and he had his eyes closed. When you stopped he opened his eyes and scolded you for making fun of him, "I'm not a child," he said with a frown and crossed his arms, you giggled at his childish antics. You kissed the corners of his mouth and squished his face a little, "I know love but did it make your boo-boo feel better," you asked with a motherly tone, intending to tease him a little, he whined at his face being squished, "Yes yes now let my face go," he said, you laughed and let him go, "right sorry, sorry," you said while backing away from him so he could stand up.
♡He got up and held covered his mouth and walked away from you, you followed him. He had walked to his room and sat on his bed, you watched him from the door as he laid down. He put his hands up and did the grabby hands, you smiled and ran towards his bed and climbed up to join him. You kissed him, gently, he kissed back, after you pulled away he pushed his face into your body, careful not to hurt you, and sighed with content.
♡You smiled and closed your eyes as you pet his head while falling asleep. Moria was out like a light when you had started petting his head, a small blush on his cheeks and a satisfied expression. It was always better when he took naps with you.
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olinblogin · 3 months
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Someone requested this but I lost the request so I hope they see this TAT
I also added Mihawk speaking Spanish in this- I’m using google translate so please correct me if I said anything wrong :3
CROCODILE X GN!TIMID/SHY!READER X MIHAWK
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Shuffling through your papers, your hands shook and nearly made you drop all of them. It was the first time you’d ever been complicit in a Warlord meeting.
They usually didn’t let you into these kinds of meetings since you were just a lower rank, but still a bit higher than cadets. Only reason you were here is because Sengoku got sick with something and Garp is too busy trying not to choke on rice crackers to deliver this speech.
Sighing, you mumbled words of assurance tk yourself, “it’s fine, I got this. I got this.” you tried and tried, but it only seemed to make you more afraid and aware of you soon being in the presence of the seven deadliest pirates of the sea… well… apart from the four Yonkou’s, that is.
Twisting the knob to the room where they usually held these kinds of things. All seven warlords were sat around a table, some chattering about, some paying zero mind. The babbling consisted of Gecko Moria trying to threaten Bartholomew Kuma… and he wasn’t reacting, only sitting through his Bible he carried at all times.
Thankfully they didn’t seem to pay mind to you… besides two of them. By far some of the most intimidating of the two, Dracule Mihawk, and Crocodile.
Mihawk’s eyes bore into you as you walk past, golden eyes piercing into the back of your head as if he was skimming you with them. Choking back a shudder, you sped-walk towards Garp, who was, of course, eating rice crackers. You two whispered among each other; and thankfully, he had that relationship with you that calmed your severe anxiety. You saw him as a grandfather in a way… even if not blood related..
Letting out a little sigh, you positioned yourself in front of the table, clearing your throat and catching the attention of all seven of the pirates.
“I.. uhm-.. as you all likely know, there’s been a spike in pirate attacks and raiding in the east blue… we’ve tried stationing marine galleons in those areas but there seems to be some that are infiltrated and firing at marine ships that come in. As much as we’d like to limit violence as much as we possibly can and put an end to those pirates reins; we do need your help. We ask you to please, if possible, go into the East blue and search for their marine galleons that have been hijacked. We understand this is likely frustrating we’ve had to call on all of you do many times..-“
Your speech was cut off by Doflamingo, to which you fought back a sneer at his audacity.
“So you want us to go beat around some low-lives, that’s it? Fufufu… and might I ask what you of all people are delivering this speech for. I thought it was supposed to be Sengoku blabbering on. Not a pretty thing such as yourself… such a shame you ended up in the marines, though.” He scoffed. You couldn’t help but recognized the not-so-discreet glares from Mihawk and Crocodile sent his way… they were just oozing with Conquerer’s Haki.
“Please allow me to finish my speech, then we can talk afterwards…” you say meekly.
“But why? I’m just stating how it’s a waste of such a beauty as yourself getting pushed into the Marines like this. Why don’t you come back to my kingdom with me, I promise I’ll treat you right and make you feel bliss you’ve never f—“ with that, Garp had cut him off, “I’d like to ask you to please be quiet as Y/N said; save any questions for after they are done giving their speech.”
You gave a quiet ‘thanks’ to Garp, resuming your speech.
The meeting flew by faster than you thought… and you were thankful for that.
You skittered out of the room… after you have the speech Garp had promised to let you go around town for a bit… you slipped off your uniform and slid yourself into a black tank top and some cargo shorts.
Shuffling out of your room and out of the marine base, you wandered aimlessly around town; not having any goal in mind besides just looking around.
“Hello.”
You nearly jumped out of your skin when you heard a voice behind you.
A smooth, soft voice may you add.
Spinning around you nearly stumbled and fell, catching yourself clumsily.
“My apologies for startling you, cosa bonita.” You recognized the man as Dracule Mihawk. His cold, golden eyes were unblinking, staring into your very soul… it was no wonder he was called ‘Hawk-Eye Mihawk’.
“Oh.. uhm. That’s fine.” You’d mutter.
There was an awkward silence.
“Well, uhm… it was nice talking to you..” you turned to leave, shuddering when you felt his cold, calloused hand grab your wrist. “Wait, cariño, por favor. I have a proposition… one I believe you might be interested in.” His words lingered in your mind.
A deal? What was he about to say…
“Don’t scare the poor thing. They’d be better off with me anyhow, considering how freaky your place is.”
This time, a rougher voice. In a gust of sand whirling around, you covered your eyes with your arm, shielding then from the whipping sand until it formed a person, Crocodile. You could see the curl of Mihawk’s nose; offended by Crocodile’s backhanded insult… you felt meek. You were practically sandwiched between these two warlords.
“I’ll have you know.. the gothic architecture of my home is authentic.” You could hear the sass in Mihawk’s voice…
“Wait..- Wait, What Are you two talking about..? Does this have to do with Mihawk’s.. uh.. proposition?”
“The proposition. Right. How forgetful of me, mi amado.” Mihawk said thoughtfully. “I would like you to come back with me.” Your eyes must’ve been wide as saucers… because Crocodile smirked, flicking ash from his cigar. “Seems there’s a bit of a competition. I was going to ask the same thing. You should come with me; I’d shower you with gifts of gold. You’d be the ruler alongside me.” Crocodile spoke sweetly, soothing and convincing, his hand slithering up your arm until he rested a hand on your hot cheeks.
“I don’t believe they would enjoy waking to the hot desert every day. Besides, that would be quite agitating, the sand in your eyes, si, Mi amada?” Mihawk spoke just as smoothly. “I would cook meals for you every night. We could unwind in my study and drink wine… I have the finest server to you.”
“Tch. That’s nothing.” Crocodile mused.
“That does sound lovely, really but..” you cleared your throat and stepped back. “but I’d prefer to stay here, I think. I don’t really want to leave here because I don’t really want to leave Garp behind-“
“That slag will be fine on his own.” Crocodile interrupts, biting down on the cigar in his mouth.
“I know he’ll be fine.. I mean- yeah, he’s more than capable of taking care of himself. It’s more of an emotional attachment than anything.” The two let out a quiet ‘ah’ as they listened intently, softening their posture when you’d back away. After a moment of awkward silence you scooter away, “it was a pleasure meeting you, goodbye.” Before you scurry along the streets, getting lost in the crowd of people who battered the merchant stalls and haggled.
The stress collapsed when you could smell the familiar scent of spices. Even if the streets were as crowded as they were, you still felt a sense of comfort knowing there were people around.
A horrible fear of being alone, you had.
Through the winding crowd you finally made it to your safe space among the cliff side overlooking the vast ocean, a particularly beautiful glint among the oceans currents that the sun beamed down on.
Taking out your rice cakes you packed for your lunch-break you chowed down like a starving dog.
“It seems they don’t give you proper portions of food in the marines,” you nearly squealed out of fear and choked on your rice cake, whipping around to see Mihawk looming over you.
“N-no.. they feed us proper portions—.. ᴵ ᵗʰᶦⁿᵏ..” you spoke after swallowing a large portion of the rice cake that went down quite painfully.
“Is that so. Hm. If that were the case would you not be in the mess hall, and eating the food they provide, cariño?” He questioned smoothly, standing by you, keeping eye contact with you.
It made a flush creep up your neck.
“I get really anxious when being around people—“
“But you seemed to feel quite comfortable in that crowd not much earlier,”
You pursed your lips shut, unsure what to say. When the words finally came to you, they came out much meeker than you’d wished; “I guess I’m just really anxious at work..?”
Mihawk’s eyes narrowed, royal golden eyes pierced yours. “I see.” He said simply.
You both say in a somewhat comfortable silence as you—as quietly as you could—finished your lunch. “Where’s uhm..- Crocodile?” You asked, cleaning up your area a bit. “I’m not sure where that oaf has gone. There’s no need to worry for someone as he is, Querida.” Mihawk would hum quietly.
Just as if on cue, it was like Crocodile materialized behind you two. “Don’t taint the dear’s mind, you enigmatic man. We both know they need someone with real emotion.” You had no clue what to say after it clicked in your head.
Were they truly fighting for your affection?
A few comments—mainly from Crocodile—were passed, until both turned to you.
“Well, who will you choose?”
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nicorobinmywife · 1 year
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I'm happier living with you. | GN Reader X Mihawk.
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"Moria-sama is alive! Moria-sama is alive! - your big sis, Perona, flies around happily at the news that Gecko Moria is alive, of course, after releasing a great scream that echoed throughout the whole Kuraigana Island , even Hawk-Eyes had to cover his ears, already being used to the dramatic personality of the ghost princess.
"what's going on?! Perona?! - you were in the garden watering the plants and picking some berries, thinking about making a strawberry cake for Mihawk, but once you heard your big sis scream, you left everything behind and ran thinking she was in danger, not caring if Hawk-Eyes would scold you for soiling the castle floor.
you barely entered the room and Perona jumps on you telling you excitedly that your former captain, Moria, is alive, leaving you shocked.
two years ago, you and your sister were part of his crew, however, you never liked Moria that much, never going along with him stealing other people's shadows and using zombies to do his dirty work, the main reason you joined Moria's crew was just to be close to your sister.
during the events of Thriller Bark, thanks to Bartholomew Kuma, you and Perona got sent to Kuraigana Island, that's how you met him: Dracule Mihawk, the strongest swordsman in the world.
despite his reputation, he was kind enough to let you and Perona live in his house, you don't even know how he has so much patience to deal with you and her, but these past two years you couldn't help but become attached to Hawk-Eyes.
you've discovered a side of him the world would never know, he enjoys cooking, spending the day reading novels over a cup of coffee, he even enjoys farming, a passion you and he have in common, you feel happier living in his castle than you did on Thriller Bark.
you found yourself slowly falling in love with the Warlord, it all started when you became jealous seeing that he spends a lot of time with an annoying swordsman who looks like a moss-head, Zoro, you thanked god when he finally left and went back to his crew, he was nice and sometimes you found it funny how he was constantly getting lost around the castle.
keeping those feelings hidden for two years was hard, not even your sister could guess that you have feelings for Hawk-Eyes, you know you had zero chances with Mihawk, although he treats you so well, he probably only sees you as Perona's shy sibling, who blushes every time he talks to you.
it was impossible to know which was more painful: living with Mihawk and not being able to tell you love him, or going back to Moria with your sister and living a miserable life, your sister was so happy to get back to her captain while you weren't sure what decision to make.
Perona was so excited while packing her bags that she didn't notice you leaving the room, you needed to know what Mihawk thought about you and your sister leaving after spending two years living together, will he miss you?will he miss hearing your laugh? will he miss farming and picking fruits with you in the garden? will he miss spending the day reading novels with you in comfortable silence, just enjoying each other's company? or when he cooks while you just watch with curious eyes? you needed to know.
"I imagine your ghost sister has already told you the news." - Mihawk looked at you entering his room, as usual, he was sitting in the armchair with a book and a cup of coffee.
"yeah...she is very excited to get back to Moria-sama, and I'll go along with her. - Hawk-Eyes raises an eyebrow at your slightly saddened tone, realizing you aren't as excited as your sister. - "thank you so much for letting us live with you, Mihawk-San, I will never forget this place...I will never forget you." - you barely have the courage to look him in the eye, fearing he doesn't even care that you're leaving.
Mihawk remained silent, which made you conclude that he really doesn't care, he won't miss you, what a fool you are?you lowered your gaze and walked towards the door, about to leave the room, when Hawk-Eyes finally said something.
"be careful on your way." - you widen your eyes in disbelief, does he care about you? you nod your head without saying anything, but once again Hawk-Eyes said something. -"unless you really don't want to leave."
you looked over at Mihawk closing his book and putting it on the table next to him, he gets up and walks to the window, not looking at you, all you wanted was to admit your feelings to him, you didn't want to go back to Moria, your only place was at Mihawk's side, maybe going back to Moria is the best option, maybe with time passing these silly feelings can disappear.
"with what the world government is planning, the best option is for you to stay away from my presence." - Hawk-Eyes tells you that the government is planning to abolish the Warlord system, and if that happens, he will lose his privileges as a Sichibukai and become a wanted person like the old times.
hearing that, you felt it was more of a reason to stay by his side, not like Dracule Mihawk needed you to protect him, but you didn't want to leave him alone either.
"the best you can do is leave, I don't want you being targeted by the government for associating with me." - your lips tremble listening to his words, for the first time Mihawk shows that he cares for you in some way.
"I'm not going anywhere!" - you bravely exclaim with clenched fists. - "I don't want to go back to Moria-Sama knowing that I'm happier by your side! I don't care if I'm targeted by the government or the navy, I'm only leaving here if you ask me to! do you want me to leave?! tell me! tell me to go away and I'll go right now! - tears run down your cheeks making you feel pathetic for crying in front of him.
Was this how the two best years of her life were going to end? Mihawk was going to go back to being a wanted criminal while you live a miserable life with Moria, his crew and his zombies?
Mihawk finally looks at you with his intimidating eyes, walking towards you with an expression that is impossible to decipher.
"I won't ask you to go, because I want you to stay here with me." - his face comes close to yours, making you shiver slightly as you look right into his hawk eyes. - you're a fool if you think i don't know you have feelings for me. - was it that obvious? your face starts to blush, of course he's noticed, Mihawk is a very observant man, he's certainly noticed the way you act around him, and the fact that you want to stay with him willing to put yourself in danger and face any enemy instead of just leaving with your sister is just another proof of how much you love Hawk-Eyes.
"that's true, but that doesn't matter, you would never have feelings for me." - you muttered feeling silly admitting your feelings for a man who probably doesn't love you, does Mihawk at least ever loved someone?
"you miscalculated" - his pale fingers run across your lower lip as he whispers in your ear. "I got interested in you from the first time I saw you, that's why I let you and the ghost girl live here, do you think I never noticed how much you blush when I talk to you? or when you got jealous when Roronoa became my apprentice? you insult my intelligence."
a small smirk forms on Hawk-Eyes' lips, you lowkey got angry that he let you spend those two years suffering trying to hide your feelings, but at the same time, a wave of happiness runs through your body, knowing that he feels the same way about you.
"Mihawk..." - before you could speak, Hawk-Eyes pulls you in for a warm kiss, barely able to process what's going on, you thought this was just another one of your crazy dreams that you usually have about him, Mihawk was really kissing you, exploring every corner of your mouth with his tongue, his hands tighten around your waist, keeping you closer to him and making sure you don't leave.
"now you will have to explain to the ghost girl that she will have to leave alone, because you will stay here with me." - after finishing the kiss, Hawk-Eyes whispers in your ear, caressing your cheek with his thumb. "is this what you desire? stay here in my castle living with me? say it, mi amor".
"I don't want to be away from you, there's no other place where I can be happy, my place is here." - Satisfied with your response, Hawk-Eyes pulls you in for another kiss, this time with more desire and intensity.
you'll have a hard time explaining to your sister that you're not going with her, hopefully she'll understand that you now belong to Dracule Mihawk.
---the end---
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doctorgerth · 1 year
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a/n: This one was so much fun to write!! Mihawk is always daunting to write for at first, but I always end up having fun and am usually pretty happy with the results when it comes to him. Want to know if Mihawk gets a smooch? Read on to find out! 🥰
pairing: Mihawk x GN!Reader
word count: 1.4k
candy heart prompt: True Love - Something on their/your lips
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MIHAWK + TRUE LOVE
It was the first beautiful day Kuraigana had experienced in quite some time.
The thick fog that perpetually decorated the war-torn land was lifted, and the clouds above were broken enough to allow rays of warm, unfiltered sunshine illuminate the hidden beauty of the gloomy island.The lush greenery and produce the three of you had worked so hard to maintain practically sang in the light of the sun. Leaves glistened with dew, some reaching toward the rare blessing of light as if to grab it and hold onto it. It was a perfect day for farming.
“It’s such a beautiful day,” you sighed happily, stretching your arms out above you. Mihawk grinned from beside you, but you were too busy basking in the comforting warmth to notice.
“It is rather…bright,” Perona stated as she gripped her umbrella tighter.
Mihawk thought quietly to himself, determining that Perona’s discomfort might work to his advantage for once, “Perona, how about you go back to the castle and prepare some snacks. The weather is nice, maybe we can have a picnic.” He felt his heart squeeze in his chest when you smiled widely in his direction, your head nodding enthusiastically.
“Don’t order me around!” She huffed, though a reprieve from the too-bright sun sounded ideal. She turned the other direction and floated towards the castle.
“Oh, and don’t forget to pack something for the humandrills!” you called out to her.  
“What am I, everyone’s servant?” She stomped her foot in annoyance and puffed out her cheeks, “I’m too cute to be bossed around like this…”
When Perona was out of sight, you laughed to yourself, “She’s particularly moody today.”
Mihawk hummed beside you as he dropped some seeds into the earth, “And it’s only going to get worse.” He used a hand shovel to gently pat the dirt back over the seeds.
You peered over at him, “What do you mean?”
He laid the shovel down beside him and wiped his gloves along his dirt-stained pants. Retrieving a folded up newspaper page from his back pocket, he handed it over to you. Your eyes scanned the paper, the bold title Gecko Moria Alive! caught your eyes instantly. It was a strange sensation. You had no ties to Moria aside from his pink-haired subordinate, but still, for Perona’s sake, you felt warm tears well up in your eyes.
“Oh, Mihawk, she’s going to be so happy,” you said in a hushed whisper, though Perona was hardly in earshot, “And also really angry that you haven’t told her sooner. This newspaper is from three days ago.”
He chuckled, “I know.”
You felt a pang in your chest, “I suppose that’s another chick leaving the nest.” You were still recovering from Zoro’s departure and now Perona was soon to follow. You’d grown quite accustomed to your family you shared in the last two years. Though two years wasn’t a very long time comparatively, it felt like it’s always been the four of you.
“It’s for the best,” he replied, “Danger is coming.”
You stiffened, “You don’t mean…?”
“I believe the Reverie attendants are going to vote in favor of the abolishment of the Warlords. That means Marines will be surrounding this place very soon,” he sighed and closed his eyes. “I don’t want Perona to get in harm's way for something that doesn’t involve her.”
You smiled in his direction, “You’re a kind man, Dracule Mihawk.” The tightness in your chest was easily replaced with gentle thumping. If anyone else were to refer to him as kind, he’d scoff in their direction. Hearing it from you, he felt a familiar heat creep up his neck.
Much like Zoro and Perona, Mihawk just ended up being stuck with you a few years ago. He warily offered his hospitality, but miraculously, it didn’t take long for Mihawk to warm up to you. When you proved yourself to him, you became the unofficial first mate to his unofficial crew. Though, with your time together on Kuraigana, you hardly acted as Captain and Crewmate. You tended the land together, sought peace with the humandrills together, and lived your day to day lives in the castle of Kuraigana together. Waking, working, and wasting the days away together. You weren’t sure what you were to Mihawk, but it definitely felt different than a mere subordinate.
“I suppose it’ll just be us again, then.” The thought of it going back to just the two of you simultaneously excited and saddened you. Mihawk looked over to you. He didn’t utter a single word, just stared. Though you’d assumed you’d be used to the intensity of his hawk-like eyes, they still had a way of making you feel embarrassingly shy. You absentmindedly wiped at the sweat forming on your upper lip. The sun was beginning to burn.
Just the two of you. Mihawk always loved the sound of that. Though he’d enjoyed his time training Zoro and cooking with Perona, he often thought fondly of when it was just the two of you. Why then did it make him so nervous to return to that? The dab of soil on your upper lip caught his attention and stole his thoughts.
You had mistaken his silent staring as a denial to your statement, “Unless you intend to send me away with Perona?” Your throat suddenly constricted. Surely he didn’t mean that. “Mihawk, I know things are about to get intense, but I promise I can protect myself and will help you with whatever you need. Just don’t…”
You stopped your sentence when Mihawk shifted beside you to turn and face you. His right hand reached up to your face and you waited with bated breath as you were unable to process what was happening. Mihawk’s never touched you like that before. You gasped when his finger swiped across your upper lip. Holy shit, he was going to kiss you. You instinctively closed your eyes and sighed against his finger, awaiting his lips to meet yours. A cool, empty breeze brushed against them instead.
“I’m sorry. You had dirt on your lip,” he said simply.
How embarrassing. You felt unbelievably hot under the small pockets of sunshine now, “Right, of course. Thank you.”
You wanted to leave his hold, leave the garden, leave the whole entire island, but Mihawk held you firmly; his left hand mirroring his right as they both caressed your face gently, “I’m not going to send you away, (Y/N). I want you by my side.” His face lowered to yours, noses brushing. The words he spoke stole your breath from your parted lips, “Stay with me as long as you wish.”
“Mihawk…” you managed to huff out. His name on your lips, so unfamiliar in this low tone — he could drink it right up. How long has he been holding himself back from falling completely into you?
“Say it, please,” he murmured. The movement of his lips caused them to bump against yours. A tease of a kiss, “Say you’ll stay with me.”
“Mihawk,” you whimpered once more. You weren’t sure you’d be able to say anything else. Not when his intoxicating warmth and tender embrace was robbing you of air. But, you wanted him to know how you felt. How you’ve always felt since joining his side, “I want to be with you forever.”
Your confession was the gravitational pull to at last close the distance between the two of you. His lips slotted against yours with promise, a silent oath to stay with you and protect you for however long you’d want him to. Your skin no longer burned, instead kissed by sunlight as his lips rained down on you, moving with yours as if he’s planned this moment out for years. In truth, he wished he’d done so much sooner.
You pulled away for air, but Mihawk wouldn’t, couldn’t stop. His lips tickled against your tender pulse line as he continued his kisses along your neck, pulling you tightly into him by your waist. He muttered confessions in-between kisses. How long he’s wanted you. How long he’s loved you. How long he’ll continue to want you. How long he’ll continue to love you. Forever, forever, forever. Your fingers tangled in his hair, tugging him back up to your aching lips to let him know you reciprocated his devotion. Years of unchecked desire was evident in the urgency of your shared kisses, spilling forth like an endless fountain as you lost all sense of time against each other’s lips. Nothing would hold either of you back now.  
Perona rounded a corner and caught sight of the two of you embracing each other. She silently gagged, but decided to leave the both of you to your moment. The sun was a little too bright for her anyhow. As she turned and floated away, a smile stretched along her face. She always thought the two of you would be cute together.
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a/n: Hate to see him go, but love to see him kissed 💋 We unfortunately say goodbye to Mihawk for this event, but I have a feeling we’ll see him around in the future. 🤭 Thanks for reading!! 
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Requesting Rules
Just things I'm comfortable or uncomfortable writing:
Uncomfortable with (topics):
Incest / incest play (I include ASL brothers together)
Non-con / rape / coercing / manipulating reader into sex/ dub-con (CNC depends on the request. Consent is huge for me)
Scat / piss play
Pregnancy sexual situations (I'll do fluffy headcanons of x reader when pregnant, and breeding kinks)
ignoring safewords
dystopian au (nothing against it personally, just not my thing)
yandere
Manipulative character pairings (like purposely manipulative psychos in a relationship)
BIG age gaps (e.g. Garp x reader in 20's)
Father figures x characters
Comfortable with:
Smut (except for the stuff listed above) including multiple person scenarios, M/M!reader, F/F!reader, BDSM
Fluff
Miscommunication / jealousy
Tropes (you can pry the one bed trope and the "creepy guy won't leave _ alone so _ helps" trope from my cold, dead hands)
other au's (yesss gimme a challenge, let my imagination go wild)
Angst (either between characters or if reader/character is suffering mentally)
Angst and fluff
Fluff and smut (my FAVE)
Humor (I'll try, okay? I think I'm HILARIOUS but some other people don't)
Holiday centric pieces (I am pagan, but am familiar with Christian holidays and comfortable writing about it. I would love to write about introducing characters to pagan holidays :). Also like Valentines day, St. Patricks, etc.)
Dialogue prompts
Action/fight scenes
Uncomfortable with (Characters/pairings):
Crocodile
Doflamingo and his family (EXCEPT Corazon<3)
Ceasar
Gecko Moria
Blackbeard
Marine admirals/Garp (all but specified marines below)
Most of the supernova (EXCEPT. Kid, Luffy, Law)
Kaido
Yamato (just haven’t met him yet)
Vinsmoke Judge
Gol D Roger (haven’t met him much yet)
OC's
Comfortable with (Characters)
For anything (Including smut)
Strawhats:
Monster Trio (foursome, threesome, or single pairings x reader)
Nami
Robin
Usopp
Marines:
Koby
Smoker
Others:
Kid
Law
Corazon
Killer
Mihawk
Ace
Marco
Sabo
Katakuri
Reiju Vinsmoke
Ichiji, niji, yonji vinsmoke (pure smut only)
Rayleigh
Fluff only (includes romantic fluff unless stared otherwise)
Straw hats:
Franky
Jinbe
Chopper (NO ROMANCE SCENARIOS)
Brook
Marines:
Garp (same ish age romance scenarios only)
Others:
Any of the mink tribe (including Bepo)
Boa Hancock
Any characters that are not in this list you can ask about, even when my requests are closed :)
Note: I always try to write my pieces to where the reader is described as vaguely as possible to reach the widest audience. Chubby? Amazing, and easy to imagine (stronk anime men). Black? Yes please, and no description of skin color (why I always use ‘heat’ or 'flush’ instead of 'turning red’). Small titties on a fem reader? Love it, and the size isn’t described. The only thing that might not be applicable is that I have characters touching your hair, which doesn’t apply to my badass bald bitches or to anyone who covers their hair as part of their religion. HOWEVER if people want, I can change/remove those parts for any fics they request or add any traits.
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draft-in-training · 2 years
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Request Rules
Hello! And Welcome to my blog.
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Requests are...Open!
Limit of characters is 3
Reminder that considering that this blog is still new the rules and requests are under construction and will be updated as requests come in.
Another reminder that I am entitled to not write anything that makes me uncomfortable.
And to make this safer for me and future readers: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.
Writing takes a long time for me so please be patient, thank you for waiting.
Will allow -
Head Cannons
One shots
Scenarios
LGBTQ+ requests
Angst
Comfort/fluff
Platonic character requests
Male, gender neutral, and trans readers
Limited requests - 
Character X Character (only if the characters are within a 3-4 year age range and interests me.)
Ex.) Usopp X Kaya ✅
Ex.) Luffy X Hancock ❌
Ex.) characters who are already married in canon but the request want me to write them with someone else ❌
Character A who has character B as their platonic friend/parental figure ✅
NSFW
All the things listed above apply to here as well.
NSFW is extremely limited as I don’t have much experience
I allow most kinks except the ones below and until I review them.
Will never allow - 
Pedophilia
Racists
Homophobes
Scat/Piss kinks
Self-harm
Suicide
Any kind of abuse
Incest/stepcest
Assault
Rape
Age play
OC x reader
Character X Character NSFW
Characters I'm not really interested in writing:
Gang Bege, Gol D. Roger, Kaido, Buggy, The admirals, Garp, Enel, Caesar Clown, Black Beard Pirates, judge, Foxy, Dragon, celestial dragons, Perona, Brook, Franky, Orochi, Kuma, Gecko Moria, Oden, Arlong...
No smut list:
Luffy, Usopp, Rayleigh, Whitebeard, Garp, Jimbe, Judge, Brook...
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elasticbeach · 2 years
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REQUEST RULES
Masterlist!
-Usually I write for a female reader, except the request does ask for gn reader. I don’t write for male reader.
-I'm comfortable with a lot of kinks, if the kink you want me to write is very specific just message me.
-Character x Reader, Poly (max four characters x reader). Threesomes and gang bangs are all fine with me.
-Minors, ageless blogs do not interact!
-If the character you are asking for is canonically a minor I will only write Sfw for them (aged up of course) and nothing NSFW related.
-I won't write for the marine except for: Aokiji (even though he isn't a marine anymore), Corazon. But if there is a character from the marine you want me to write, message me, we can discuss it.
-I won't write for: Kaido, Big mom, Kanjuro, Chopper, Shirahoschi, Blackbeard, Gecko moria, Kuma, Arlong, Ceaser, Vergo, minx(might add someone later)
-Yandere, R@pe, Toxic relationship, sexu@l assu!t, Kidnapping will not be written by me!
-If I'm not fine with your request I won’t write it.
I think that's it! I might add something later on! Have fun with my blog!!
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turtletaubwrites · 3 months
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TurtleTaub Blog Rules
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requests are closed, but asks are always open ✨
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This blog is 18+ ONLY. MDNI. Minors and ageless blogs will be blocked. Do Not Interact if you've got any kind of bigotry in your heart. I don't want to hear it, and I don't owe you the time of day. You will be blocked. I have a pile of disabilities and mental health disorders, so I may block someone if they are triggering me, or if they are causing me too much stress or anxiety. I'm here to have fun, and write silly little fics. If you are making me uncomfortable, or being unkind, then I don't need to share my virtual space with you. With my anxiety and forgetfulness, I may not always respond to tags. Please know that it isn't because I don't want to. I'm working on being more interactive, and I'd really like to get to know you better. I may miss some things, so please understand that I do want to talk to you, but I might just be too nervous, or my brain forgot to remind me. I love getting asks, btw! All of the questions, encouragement, and feral screaming y'all have sent my way makes me so happy, and I'd love to hear from you more. Even when requests are closed, asks are always open ✨ This list of rules may be changed or updated at any time. ~ Lynna 🖤
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Fic Request Rules
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What I Will Write For I'm currently writing for One Piece (Anime & Live Action), and I'm comfortable writing for fem!reader or gn!reader. Most of what I write is x reader, but I've written some character x character one shots as well, so I'd love to try out some more! For NSFW fics, I'm most comfortable writing for fem!reader for now. I'm not confident enough with smutty gender neutral terms yet, and I would hate to write something triggering. I'm reading and learning more, as writing more inclusive smut is a goal of mine. I'll keep learning on my own, but if you'd like to share your thoughts and preferences for gn!reader smut (and pet names, character voice, etc.), I'd love to talk about it with you! I am open to writing dark content, however I will not write it if the request goes against these rules.
What I Will Not Write For Any characters that are minors. If they never become adults in the shows, then I will not age them up to write for them. I will write for characters who do age up in the shows, i.e. I will write for Luffy post timeskip, but not before. Characters I will not write NSFW for include but are not limited to: Brook, Jewelry Bonney, Big Mom, Caribou, Trebol, Vander Decken, Celestial Dragons, Tontatta Tribe, Gecko Moria, Caesar, Mink Tribe, Blackbeard, Black Maria, Spandam, Hannyabal, Akainu, Any Vinsmoke besides Reiju, Vegapunks of any kind I will not write for breeding kink, pregnancy, parenting, ageplay, bigotry, scat/piss/vomit kink, incest (including stepcest), necrophilia, bestiality (including minks), or non/con. I will not write about real people. I will write for live action versions of characters, but not for the actors that portray them. Note for non/con: I have written dark content and dub/con, and I'm open to writing for consensual non/con, as well as dub/con.
If I'm not comfortable with a request, I will not write it.
Other Request Notes Please check if my requests are open. I have it listed at the top and bottom of this post, on my pinned masterlist post, as well as in my bio. If you do put in a request when they are closed, I will put it at the back of the list, but it will take longer to get to as I only close requests when I need to catch up. I love all of your creative ideas, however I may decline super complicated/specific requests. The only times when I have declined were for requests that outlined multiple extensive and hyper-specific details for the plot, events, smut actions, etc. I definitely want to include the details that are really important to you, but a 200+ word outline is too much for me. I work best when I have more wiggle room to create a story. If you'd like to message me first instead of asking anonymously, I'm down to see if we can brainstorm something together. I tend to turn a lot of requests (even simple ones) into multi-chaptered stories, and I almost always have at least one ongoing long fic that I'm working on, so it may take me a bit to get to your request. If your request doesn't go against my rules, then it is on my list! I'm sorry if it takes a while, I can't seem to control myself when it comes to adding plot to smut prompts, lol. I have OCD, and I have a couple of triggers that I will not write for. I apologize, but I will not disclose what those triggers are online, as discussing them causes anxiety, and unfortunately some people are shitty and like to spam those sorts of triggers. If you send your request with your profile instead of anonymously, then I will reach out to let you know. I don't think this will be an issue, as I've never seen those triggers being requested for fics before, however that is one reason why I might not fulfill a request. In case you were wondering why I started linking to the ask instead of writing the fic on that post, it is because tumblr formatting drives me fucking bananas! I really enjoy formatting my posts and making them look nice, but for some reason, the pictures and cut line will slip and slide around on their own if I post the fic on the ask post. I will always link back to the request, and credit the person who submitted it for the idea. I will always post the link to the fic on the ask response so that anon's will still get the notification when it's done.
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Tag List Rules & My Tags
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Join My Tag Lists If you'd like to be on a tag list for my fics, just leave a reply on the post, on my pinned masterlist, or send me a message. Please specify if you'd like to be on the list for all of my fics, or a list for one or more of my ongoing series. There are also some fics that were meant to be one shots, but if you really enjoyed them, let me know, and I'll tag you if I add to them in the future.
My Tags #turtletaub fics ~ (all of my fics, including headcanons & drabbles) #turtletaub talks ~ (announcements, random thoughts, maybe shitposts, etc.) #turtletaub fic recs ~ (what I'm reading, and you should too!) #turtletaub reblogs ~ (fanart, other fandoms, etc. filter to only see my stuff) #turtletaub responds ~ (answered asks) #turtletaub screencaps ~ (feel free to use and enjoy the screencaps I take) #turtletaub self reblogs ~ (filter if you don't want reruns) #turtletaub shitposting ~ (me having the sillies) #about lynna ~ (for more personal topics, vent posts, or just about my life) *Please feel free to filter any of the tags above that you wouldn't like to see. Other Notes About Tagging I do my best to tag for any content warnings, both in the tags, as well as in the fic descriptions. I apologize if I miss anything, please let me know. The warnings that I use in the fic descriptions are the same that I use on Ao3 since I post there first. I know that tumblr often has different preferences for those descriptors (and I agree, there are many Ao3 tags that I feel are outdated), however it is too much work/anxiety for me to adjust the large block of tags twice for every fic. If you find one of the tags I use on there to be offensive, I apologize, but that is how they are currently listed on Ao3. If there is a tag you'd like me to add in addition to the one you don't prefer, I'm happy to add it to the list, but I will not be removing the Ao3 tags at this time. Spoilers I try to include spoiler warnings in the fic descriptions, but One Piece is a long ass show, so if you are far behind, then you may run into spoilers in my fics. I'll do my best to make sure the relevant arcs are noted in the descriptions.
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one-piece-aus · 2 years
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For Whumptober, could you please do Moria for day 8? 🙏 <33
Why yes of course! Hopefully all those headcanons I wrote helped me get Moria to be accurate. I hope you do enjoy the story ^-^
Whumptober Day 8
Moria x Reader
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"Hurry your ass up, [Y/n]!" Moria called urging you to get on the ship. "King will bring Kaido back if we don't get moving now!"
"I'm moving as fast as I can," you tell him through your teeth as attempt to tighten the makeshift bandage on your arm.
Getting to the edge of the dock, you leap onto the ship, feeling the lack of blood when you were in the air. Adrenaline numbing the pain, you climb the mast and open the sails. The wind is in your favour as it starts to blow you away from the port just as Moria lifted up the anchor. 
"We're going to make it out of here!" you cheer to Moria who smiles at you. Even if the two of you were the only ones able to flee, it was fine. Moria can always find new crew members, it wouldn't be anything without the captain.
The sea calls to you and you feel the wind pushing the ship to meet the open waters, at least that's what you thought. When you caught the sound of wings flapping, you turned your head only to be shot down. Falling unwillingly feels different, everything seems to be slower as you watch the sky get higher. You expect your back to hit the deck but you're surprised when you fall cut short and you were now in Moria's palm.
"Damn you, King!" Moria growled and sent a swarm of shadow bats his way.
Just as King finished swiping away the vermin, your ship was carried away by Grand Line's waves. The ship rocked back and forth, rain began to pour, and you would've gotten soaked if Moria hadn't blocked the raindrops with his coat as he hurried the two of you inside.
"Moria, can you put me down?" you requested and pat his hand.
"Of course, my love." Moria set you down.
Instantly, you put your hand against the wall to support yourself while the other grabbed your stomach. You squeeze your eyes shut as you felt pain punch your inside. You could feel blood leak from your stomach and onto your hand.
"Ah..." you mutter out. You wanted to vent further but your head felt too light for you to feel heavy emotions.
"[Y/n]! What happened to you?" Moria asked as he helped you sit down on the ground. "You were fine just moments ago."
"Yeah... I was... I was running on adrenaline," you said between breaths. Once you sat down, you show the arm you used to support yourself against the wall to Moria "I had... open wounds on my arm. I did my best to stop the bleeding but..." The bandages were dripping red and you noticed you were now almost as white as Moria. "And now..." You lift your hand off your stomach, feeling the blood sticking to your fingers. You groan as your energy drains out of you and becomes replaced with agony.
"We need a doctor. I'll go get-" Moria stopped when he realized there was no doctor on the ship.
"It's fine... I'm not going to make it anyway, doctor or not..." you croaked, holding your stomach as blood sprouted from your mouth.
"No! There has to be a way [Y/n]!" Moria refused to believe this was your end. He grabbed your free hand and squeezed it tight. "I'll find a way to make you live, [Y/n]. I swear I will!"
"I have no doubt you will, you're creative," you smile with the remaining strength you had. "That's why... you'll be king... of the pirates."
Moria felt your hand become limp and as he witnessed you slide down against the wall, your eyes now lifeless.
"I swear... I swear I'll find a way to make you come back to life!"
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grafeas-of-tartaros · 4 months
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Masterpost of my account
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My ask box is:
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justasillyoldfox · 2 years
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♡If this doesn't work here
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♡Third time I've rewritten this fucking thing so I hope this good because this was like a third time I've changed it 💀
♡And yes, their all images 💀
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myonepiece · 3 years
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Gecko Moria, Catarina Devon, Caesar Clown as kissing gifs
A/N: just something to tide you me over until I get some free time to make Moria fluff- also I didn’t really pay attention to genders in the gifs, so don’t pay attention to the genders (or do it’s your choice) 💕
Gecko Moria
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murasakispace · 2 years
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One Piece headcanons (+ GN! Reader)
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Main plot : What if Reader gets a private moment with the Shichibukai and maybe a kiss? How and what might happen?
Additional information :
It is based on the first we encountered (Mihawk, Doflamingo, Hancock, Jimbei, Kuma, Crocodile, Moria)
I'm not originated from an English speaking country so my way to write names and facts are probably not the same as yours.
Crocodile
Handsome, f*cking classy man first. (Don't mind me in my little corner fangirling on the ultimate DILF)
Let's settle this now, Crocodile has the ability to express emotions as well as a spoon. As stoic and stiff as his hook. It's part of his charm but he is often unreadable and hard to understand (he's not the only one though)
You never knew if he appreciated you. You were working with him, being the chief of some part of the men recruited by Baroque Works, so you were one of the first to know who your supreme commander was.
Although, Crocodile wasn't a kind man. He was only considerate about the ones he really cared about. Well... At least a bit more
Don't get me wrong. When a job is done even better than what he what he was asking for, he really takes time to utter his appreciation. Crocodile is a man of few words but knows how to congratulate someone.
Yet, with you, the story seems different. He finds you skilled, useful, and obviously a crucial tool in his conspiracy.
Sometimes, after work, you had some private time with Crocodile. This happened more often than we could imagine, and yet, not on a regular basis either.
He felt more relaxed, calm within the silent of his office. Quite the particular atmosphere, I must say.
You weren't always at ease with him. Crocodile wasn't a comfortable host. As if he seeks your presence but not yourself. It led you to wonder if you were a sort of green plant so as to decorate the room.
Your talks were light. Casual. Classic. The principle of secrecy within the organization made you distant with each other. You found topics, or course, but they weren't relevant. As time goes on, the obligated discretion fades away. You both open up slightly, just enough to keep interest alive like a flame.
Do you like cigars ? If you were to turn out to be someone crucial in Crocodile's entourage, you had to know his tastes in cigars. Also, the man is curious about yours. If you don't smoke, it'll also be alright. You must have some guts, rather lungs actually, to smoke those ladder rungs.
In case you'd like them, Crocodile would use it to get closer to you without sounding suspicious and keeping distance. You also might not be a stranger to this tactic either.
Once, after a very long day, Crocodile came next to you while you were peacefully sitting on a couch, and came close to you. You had one of these expensive cigars between your lips and were waiting for the lighter. You didn't expect at all to watch your boss get on the couch and put his hand on your neck, drawing you to him. His lit cigar seemed to transfer his heat, for lack of better words, and smoke appeared.
You blushed heavily. "Or you could have lent me your lighter". Crocodile hummed softly as an answer, "it was more interesting to watch you become a whole mess"
Well... I digress. Though, Crocodile would probably share the smoke of his cigar within your mouth. Leading to a sort of kiss.
Smoke is burning your lungs, you want to cough and release the thick cloud within your chest. Although, Crocodile didn't agree with that. He leans in, bringing you closer. His grip is firm, authoritative. Whether or not you thought you were able to flee from him, your plan is compromised now. You wouldn't escape.
Crocodile's lips are firm, chapped due to the sand. Your body melts and surrender to the Warlord's touch. You look for a place to grasp and hold tight to the reality of the scene. But everything you reach crumbles. Crocodile stops your relentless moves and deepens the kiss. A hurricane devastates your soul and, leaving you as is you were shattered. You refused to realize what has just happen.
"S-sir Crocodile..." you mutter, touching your lips, apparently shocked by the crucifying kiss and the way the man was scrutinizing you indifferently.
The Warlord didn't say anything. No apologies, nothing, you didn't want any of these by the way. But you were so flustered, embarrassed. You may have to say something but no word came to your mind.
Despite the fact you were so embarrassed, a smile crosses your face and lit your eyes.
Crocodile stares at you, waiting patiently for you to regain a clear mind. He doesn't say anything. Eventually, his patience disappears and he turns his back.
"Did the cat get your tongue? Considering how you answered to my kiss, I guess you kinda liked it" he inquires with mugging irony. He knew you were flustered but he demanded an response. He had an idea about what you were thinking. Yet, he wanted you to utter it with clear words.
"I... Well... You... You meant it, right?" you hesitate, fearing it was either all a dream or a joke. The truth would have crushed you.
"What nonsense are you spitting?"
"You are Sir Crocodile, the Warlord, Mr 0, my boss. What am I to you?"
"A partner, a useful one" Responded the man, not even bothering himself to think twice.
You were speechless. Crocodile got closer again and lifted your head with his hook. His burning gaze settled within yours. His moves are gentle, or they seemed to be like it, but firm and still authoritative.
Both of you have a lot to talk about but still, you feel undoubtedly happy knowing your boss likes you this way.
Hancock
Depending on your gender, it might be only slightly easier to have such private moments with your Empress.
In any case, you have been blessed by some god to obtain a glimpse from the lady.
If you're a man, consider yourself lucky. It's a miracle that you were able to cross Hancock's path and get out of it alive.
If you're non binary, I guess it is according to your looks.
If you are a woman, you are probably a Kuja.
Hancock is particularly stiff when it comes to talk with people. She doesn't like them and her being royalty is a perfect means to have the distance she demands.
When she met you, she considered you as if you had no relevance, nothing to yourself that might keep you as a person worthy of her attention.
But you, you fell in love immediately. Not only for her body but also for her voice, her charisma, her strength and everything she is. Within a second, you felt as if you had been marked with white-hot iron. The invisible scar left was driving you insane.
Then, after trying to prove your loyalty by every means possible, Hancock noticed you. Yet, you tried to keep your distance so as to retain Hancock's attention.
If you behave differently from how people act everyday, maybe you could have your chance to make an impression
And... Well... You get it.
Hancock is taken aback, but barely. You raised her interest. You are just out of the rank for her, meaning different from what she's used to.
And then, the Warlord makes of you her personal place of peace and safety within a comfortable unchanging routine. Even though she is so proud that she is certainly not going to admit it
Man, most likely woman or non binary, she would call you to rest upon you as if you were a pillow. Hancock appreciated your warmth and your presence as long as you remained silent. Overbearing? I don't know what you're talking about. Empress orders, Empress obtains. Even more when we are talking about such a woman
Sometimes, Hancock asks her snake to surround you both. The illusion of hug made you smile that managed to echo on the Warlord's face, pale and small as the sun in winter but a smile nonetheless.
Mihawk
Getting a private moment with Mihawk? It might be very simple or very complicated. But since the man is known as being alone all the time, our perception of being in private with him can appear distorted or wrong.
Since the start of One Piece, Mihawk is known for a subversive behavior towards people he may encounter. Shanks's pirates, World Government... We don't really know who he follows. Even though it is understandable that he obeys to a certain level to the latter since he is affiliated to them.
Eventually, I guess the group whose you come from doesn't matter. Whether you are a Navy soldier or a pirate or just a normal person, it doesn't bother Mihawk. It is no importance to him as long as he keeps his beloved quietness and nothing goes too strange.
Even though, creating links around what you have both encountered facilitates a lot your bounding.
But let's get back to our case. Not that the man wouldn't appreciate that events turn out a little funny but he would have probably never said that but he found routine boring now. Something he appreciated before, as well as loneliness, was, from now on, something he didn't like.
You arrived like a fresh wind in a dusty old room where the sun rarely drilled through heavy curtains.
He found your spirit more attractive than others. Different in your own way, nuanced, perfect. Although, he would never admit it. He's like a shell, only opening when he wants to.
You'll have to be patient I guess. Let the man get used to how lively you are.
Time with you is no privilege. He has all of it as he pleases.
Not of the touchy-touchy kind, as it is expected from Mihawk but, sometimes, he likes to take your hand in his while reading. He might draw you closer. You are so far away, sitting on the other side of the couch.
Eventually, all of that privilege thing is a question about how and how quickly you understand each other. It's no bigger deal than that I guess. At least for your case.
You are living, or at least resting for some time, in the same place together. What else could happen between two people when they are alone and get as many possibilities to build a relationship as you do?
Sometimes, you also accompany Mihawk in his trips. Yet, your strength is likely to be the mere variable with that habits you may create.
If you are a weak person, not a warrior or anything, Mihawk will leave you at home where you are safe even though his mansion is no more than a remote area but you know... The biggest danger that might happen here would be the unexpected visit of a redhead with 3 scars on his left eye and some jokes about you staying at his place.
Although, if you can handle yourself in battle, Mihawk may accept more easily to have you with him on his boat.
Ennemies are also something he wouldn't be able to allow you deal with.
Don't mind his overbearing behavior on that point. A lot of people wants him dead and losing you is simply not possible.
Eventually, you spend some quality time with the Warlord. Your relashionship is getting stronger and stronger as time goes on. Both of you share the idea that it's just really nice to have someone else with whom one another is close to, as much as it might be hard to admit.
Jimbei
Jimbei being a Warlord is hard to imagine since the first time we met him he was chained, with Ace, in a jail at Impel Down.
He's not a pirate that attend reunions with the other Warlords for the simple reason that he might be enslaved, I guess. (Shiraoshi vibes here)
Moreover, I don't think he appreciates being linked in any way with the World Government's business, it's just diplomatic somehow.
This being settled, I don't think that a Marine, a human or an agent of the Government can match his tastes.
The best you could hope, if you are part of Navy, WG or anything related, would be friendship from him. For a human being, it might depend. I'd say that if you are ready to have a relashionship, friendship mostly, you'll have to be brave. Racism being the main cause of the resulting fuss.
This being said, you are likely to be a mermaid, a merman or a non-binary creature of the sea.
Though, getting Jimbei's friendship is not that complicated I guess. Show him that you don't hate his kind.
He remains a pirate and a warrior, hence his wariness about people he meets. However, it lasts until your prove your worth.
Jimbei's trust is invaluable, as well as his respect.
Let's get back to the matter at hand.
Getting a private moment with the Warlors is not easy.
He's always far away, probably kicking some asses for Whitebeard or for himself. Moreover, Jimbei surely is never in your vision range everyday. You might not have the possibility to see him for years.
Last time he did something so foolish, people were able to hear you from the royal palace.
(Well... Maybe not that much but everyone knows that Jimbei would have never been able to pretend he was deaf that day, considering how perfectly you made him understand that it wasn't wise for him to forget you)
Being with Jimbei is not always a quiet moment. The Sun Pirates are a cheerful bunch of Fishmen guys that have a lot to tell.
Yet, the atmosphere might be heavy with all the racism that is part of each corner of the Fishmen Island.
Discussions are never totally free. There is a lock on you. As if saying everything would attract upon you a sort of divine punishment.
– this statement is out of the subject but I guess that this lock, for lack of a better word, has sort of exploded when Staw Hats Pirates came on the Fishmen Island. A small glitter of hope to see the sun light managed to be enough it seems – (Fishmen sociology over)
In this context, obtaining some time with Jimbei is so rare, it is almost impossible. As well as getting closer emotionnally, even though it might sound a little bit selfish. The only possible way to obtain something would happen if everyone makes an effort. Either if the Sun Pirates consider you worthy of it, and so leaving Jimbei by excusing themselves and walking away with a smile on their face. Or Jimbei gets himself the space to be able to see you.
Eventually, that works. Jimbei manages to share a little bit of time with you. He appreciates it, since he made a lot for it. It wasn't much but you both enjoyed some private time alone and the thought that it wouldn't happen in a long time made of it a time to cherish and appreciate as a treasure.
Doflamingo
Second biggest DILF here, and a very toxic one.
Man, woman, non-binary, transgender... I guess Doflamingo doesn't care with whom he spends time with. Your origins matter though. Whether or not you are a pirate who came with him, and your rank, or if you are a courtier or a WG-affiliated agent (Navy included in the last option)
Be careful, His Highness is a very busy man. He doesn't have time to dedicate to such a small detail as your little self. Your beloved King must not be bothered, he has a lot of work to attend to.
Getting a bit of time with Doflamingo is tricky. And you'll have to be brave because keeping your own dignity is an intricate task.
If you're too straightforward like busting in his office or being a little bit too clingy is a direct way to be painfully rejected.
Yet, if you don't try to see your Waka-sama because of a lack of audacity and boldness, you will regret it.
Being part of Doflamingo's crew doesn't give you the right to disturb your captain and your King as you please.
A fair middle between these two options is clearly a sort of no man's land, it doesn't really exist. Moreover, Doflamingo making an effort is definitely something you shouldn't even start to consider.
People come for him, not the contrary.
You'll have to play on a sort of psychological level. Doflamingo is known as a sadist. He likes to play with his toys and gets rid of them when tired. He appreciates a good hunt, somehow.
Although, the toy, mostly a human being, might end up broken. The strong grip of this old child is painfully devastating when he literally managed to insinuate his poison within your mind.
The more a prey resists to him the better.
That's the reason why you have to be fearless if you want to keep a stable dignity. – that might also mean that the seduction and the charm Doflamingo is made of doesn't have made you completely drunk and craving for his attention –
You will make yourself heard in the royal palace. Or more precisely, you will get Doflamingo to hear your name.
Regularly, like a rythm on a drum, you will make other courtiers to spread rumors about your behavior in Dressrosa's Royal Court.
Your name, being repeated constantly, will automatically attract Doflamingo's attention, out of an unhealthy curiosity.
He will play along with you, will talk to you so as to pin down your personality. Eventually, it turns out it's a risky bet since the Warlord will use your potential weaknesses, try to know everything so you are not an opponent, just an amusing toy. Your astute resourcefulness being refreshing.
If you are a Navy soldier, your situation might be slightly different since it happens you have to meet frequently enough so as to not raise the Government's attention upon Doflamingo's business.
Why not setting here a premise that a soldier is always devoted, somehow, to a Warlord. Like a link agent.
You know your duty and leaving Doflamingo flirt with you is no part of it.
Depending on how you are serious, the King will tease you first then getting deeper and deeper into your soul.
You definitely can't say that the Warlord is disgusting. Always a killer of style, usually a whole mood, often an unsufferable whimsical child, and yet, handsome as hell.
"As surprising as it sounds, I'm trying to get my job done. Now, for the third time, I'd like a list of the pirate crews which passed by Dressrosa." you uttered, another different way this time. "The World Government doesn't need this data. You're just doing the dirty tasks of some bureaucrats. What do you think about you inviting me to your room?" "Order of my superiors come first, now get your ass on your chair and don't make a more embarrassing fuss than what you are doing of yourself right now"
How harsh your answers might have been didn't matter at all for Doflamingo. He was stubborn in his decision to have some fun, even though it was despite your best intentions.
Eventually, no matter what kind of people you were among courtier, Navy soldier or just someone, you end up within a room, sitting next to Doflamingo.
You feel yourself trapped against a broad, strong chest. The Warlord's intoxicating perfume exhilarating you. He was talking to you, in your ear. He knew you were finally under his whole influence. You couldn't move, not even get a few centimeters away from him. Stoic as if you were carved in marble.
Doflamingo was flirting with you, his arm surrounding your shoulders, a glass of wine on his other hand – if his hand is free he'll use his devil fruit powers over you –. His lukewarm breath brushed your cheek while he tickles your neck. His lips are caressing teasingly your skin but the words coming out of his mouth doesn't have any meaning.
You could imagine but it was pointless. And then, his mouth stick to yours in a languid but cold and overbearing kiss that calls for more.
But beyond that, Doflamingo's sincerity is highly questionable.
Kuma
This character is so forgotten and underrated and yet, we can feel he stands among the most crucial ones of OP.
Yet, it remains understandable that the small number of times we see the gigantic guy leaves place for imagination. You can count his apparitions on the fingers of only one of your hands.
If you are a WG-affiliated agent, a Navy Soldier or a Revolutionary one might lead to several conclusions.
And I think Kuma is more into women. No proof, just gut feeling.
Every possible endings cannot be happy, I'm sorry to say it like this but it's the truth. Except if we get a sort of come - back from the dead of our dear Warlord but we all know that it's not an option.
In that way, being a Navy soldier or any WG-affiliated agent will automatically lead to a failure in the field of getting to know each other better to the point of enjoying some time together, which is the first step.
Moreover, since Kuma is probably the biggest emotional turnip among the Warlords, only getting attention from him is an achievement in itself.
Although, the man spends a lot of time to observe things around him. Even if it doesn't sound like it.
So, you were both in the Revolutionary Army. He was kind of an executive or a manager, somehow. Someone crucial for you all.
Your rank will allow you to get more easily in touch with him. There nothing to say anymore about that side of the issue. Obviously, if you are ranked as well as he is, the chances to be able to talk to him will increase spectacularly.
We don't know, team up against over-confident recruits such as Sabo and Koala might be beneficial.
It would be nice if you had to help Kuma with some of his tasks.
It seemed sometimes that, in the headquarters, tragedies were hanging in the air like heavy gas. It weighted and loomed upon everyone's head.
Like Jimbei with racism, an unhealthy crave of freedom and the necessity of it at all cost was a whole topic. It's mostly the aura of unavoidable sacrifice and imminent death that was uncomfortable, literally screaming somehow "We'll all die to free people from tyranny even if it's not needed anymore"
Yet, not similar to Jimbei, Kuma is a little bit more accessible. Because he actually is more present in the headquarters. Then, you can just pass by with a strong reason to get in touch with him.
Probably won't make an effort for you to encounter.
If you do, it's about paperwork. Some reports about things. It might drift to some revolutionary soldiers' shenanigans but not beyond that.
Though, you perceived several times a timid smile on Kuma's face. It happens rarely but remains a detail that needs to be highlighted. You might bother him in a good way
Finally, it's around a cup of tea that you manage to share some stories. The Warlord doesn't say anything, or barely react. You know that he listens carefully, though.
But time is now counted. Kuma gets slowly away. His gait turns stiff and robotic, his behavior more distant than before. The fragile link between you two broken before its slow construction.
Moria
This character is probably the worst to write headcanons about. I mean, Doflamingo and Crocodile are so easy because you can find ideas easily and in every field possible. For Hancock, Jimbei and Kuma, you need to have a little bit of imagination with informations you have which are not that much. And for Mihawk, you take the same ideas that it has always been made from what we know about him but you change the setting. Making headcanons that are different might lead to be out of character. – "I'm hard to apprehend and I know it" vibe – (this attempt of joke is not related at all to the fact that "I'm sexy and I know it" of LMFAO gets its ten years anniversary in 2022, I'm so old damn)
Moria... Such a tricky character.
Getting time with him. Not an issue. Thriller Bark is large. Zombies run freely, that's definitely scary
Perona the same as always, a psychopath. Even though you wondered if her teddybear wasn't the dreadest one.
Moria would probably receive you in his room. With an abnormal-colored drink, whatever it is, it's not water.
The fact that the Warlord can't cross his legs gives him a nonchalant position on the cushions were he sits.
Self-praise my dear. You won't get to the end of it. Complimenting himself is what the Moria stands for. Annoying and ironically laughable, an intricate mix of emotions that comes out of it.
Discussing with you will become a habit.
Moria, the perfect host he is, will allow you to get comfortable in his mansion. Meaning that Absalom will watch you do whatever you want.
Yeah. If the mansion and all the horrendous surroundings were already a mood. People living here are another.
Good luck to stay sane here, dear Reader. You'll be stuck for a long time since Moria took your shadow.
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in which you meet the girl that had to deal with zoro for two years and surprisingly get along
artists. zoro roronoa x gn!reader ft. wing woman!perona
genre. fluff, comedy
warnings. none except slight spoilers
notes. perona is so different from me and my likes, but i just wanna talk with her and make fun of everyone together <3 LIKE WHEN THE STRAW HAT CREW REUNITES, JUST IMAGINE SEEING HER AND TAKING ABOUT HOW IDIOTIC ZORO IS😩✋🏼
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“zoro?! since when did you learn directions?!” you asked, surprised to see the swordsman. he was the first from the crew that you saw.
“oh shut up y/n!” he angrily yelled back, a tick mark clear on his forehead. “for the record, i came here early so that ghost girl doesn’t get lost.”
you tilt your head to the side, “ghost girl?”
all of a sudden, you see a pink haired girl with an umbrella smacking him in the head. “me? getting lost?! don’t play with me, idiotic swordsman!”
you were surprised to see it was perona, who you thought was with gecko moria. however, this time felt different with her. you let out a laugh, catching their attention, “i knew you couldn’t get here by yourself, moss brains!”
perona also let out a laugh, “you can’t believe how many times he’d gone the wrong direction!”
your smile reached your eyes, happy to have someone to talk to about the idiotic swordsman. “now, perona was it? how was it being with this idiot for two whole years?”
“ugh i can’t believe i’ve had to deal with him for so long!” perona groaned, both of you completely forgetting zoro and ignored his yelling for you two to stop. “you’d point at the direction and he’d go the wrong way!”
you nodded along with her, “i made him a map and he went the opposite way! and i know he’s lying when he says my drawing skills suck!”
“he blames on me for getting ‘lost’. ugh i’m so glad he’s leaving!” perona let out a groan before looking at you apologetically, “just thinking about being on your crew makes it feel like my ghost went through me.”
the two of you continue talking, laughing at the times zoro’s idiocy had made you two want to give up on life itself. zoro tried to yell at both of you to stop, his face blushing bright red from embarrassment.
after a few hours of making fun of the green haired boy, you had to go and get some shopping done and left the two together at the bar.
perona gave zoro a smirk, making the swordsman glare at her. “what do you want now?”
“y’know, your eye scar looks dumb.” perona comments, zoro angrily yelling at her but she continued, “but y/n said you looked cooler. so i guess it’s not that dumb.”
zoro blushed at the compliment. although he didn’t hear you say it, the thought of you saying it made his face feel all warm and fuzzy. “s-shut up.”
“so they’re the infamous y/n i’ve heard you talk about.” perona noted, smirking once more, “no wonder you haven’t shot your shot. they’re too good for you.”
zoro angrily walked up to her, about to hit her head, until she made a ghost appear and go through him. he dropped to his forearms and knees, mumbling the words, “i don’t even deserve to be buried under dirt. i’m below it.”
“you really are hopeless— anyway, even though you don’t deserve the wonderful y/n, they seem to take an attraction to you, i don’t know how, but shoot your shot, i know you can make it.” the pink haired smiled.
the voy looked at the ghost girl, surprised of her words and ignoring her comments. “maybe you’re not so bad, pinky.”
“shut the hell up, idiot!”
perona laughed in her head, happy that there was someone that was able to deal with the greenette. over the two years, the two had grown close despite their arguments and formed a sibling bond. not to mention the fact she doesn’t have to deal with his crappy instincts.
“make sure to make me your bridesmaid, ‘kay zoro?”
“sure— wait, hey! don’t go around making my wedding plans!”
i mean, as long as y/n’s the one i’m marrying, i could care less. he thought, shaking his head before chasing the ghost girl with a red face, embarrassed from her teasing.
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