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pholla-jm · 2 months
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Orange Peels
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IMAGINE: ORANGE PEELS GENRE: FLUFF cw: none. luffy is a bit ooc. use of (y/n). characters: luffy, sanji, zoro, law, ace, mihawk ~~~~~~~~~~
Luffy-
You were questioning if you even wanted to ask Luffy to peel the orange for you. However, you really wanted to test the orange peel theory. 
“Hey, Luffy?” You walk up to him while he sits on the railing of the ship. He was fishing, which is the time where he is sitting still. 
He turns towards you, his full attention now on you. “Yeah?” His eyes flicker down to the orange in your hand. His pupils basically turn into stars seeing the snack in your hands. 
“Ooh, thanks (y/n)! I was getting hungry!” Luffy shouts, his hand leaving the fish pole and going to grab the orange in your hand. 
“Ah! Wait.” You quickly shout at him, while pulling the fruit from his reach. “What?” He pouts. 
“It’s a snack for me… I wanted to ask you if you could peel it for me?” 
Luffy slowly blinks at you, like the question didn’t comprehend in his head. 
“Well, I don’t like getting my hands sticky, so can you peel it for me? I’ll share.” That seems to do the trick. 
“Sure!” He shouts before jumping off the railing. You hand him the orange to peel and he wastes no time to peel it for you. 
His tongue stuck out a little bit as he concentrated on peeling the orange for you. Once the orange was peeled, he hesitated to give it back to you. He kept staring at it, his stomach just telling him to eat it, but he knew you would be upset about it. 
“Luffy?” 
“Here ya go!” He hands you the orange without even taking a bite. A large smile graces your face. You immediately grab the orange, splitting it in half- giving it to Luffy. “Thank you.” You say and Luffy grabs the orange, swallowing it whole. “Thank’s (y/n), you’re the best!”
Sanji-
You sat in the kitchen, fingernails tapping against the counter. You were hungry and the smell of Sanji’s cooking only made it worse. 
Surely a snack wouldn’t hurt. 
You got up, walking to the pantry to grab an orange. The orange sat in your hand but you looked at your freshly manicured nails. You didn’t want to ruin your nails. 
“Something the matter mi amor?” Sanji asks, suddenly appearing behind you. 
He looks down at the orange in your hand, “ah, if you wanted a snack you could’ve told me. I would have happily gotten it for you.” You smile at him, showing that you were happy nonetheless. “It’s fine. But can you peel this for me?” 
“Of course~~” He happily grabs the orange from your hand and walks over to the counter. 
Now, you were only expecting him to peel it. But you knew Sanji likes to go above and beyond, so maybe he would cut it up for you. 
You sit back down at the counter. Your chin immediately finds the palm of your hand as you wait for your snack. 
It’s not long before the neatly prepared oranges are placed in front of you. 
“Hm?” You sat up, looking at the orange slices in front of you. “Is something wrong?” Sanji asks, his hand immediately going to grab the plate. 
“No,” you grab the plate before he could, “it’s just… the pith is gone.” “Of course, you don’t like the pith. So I took it out for you.” 
Your face warms up at this and a smile lights up on your face, “I never told you this. You just noticed?” “Of course, mi amor! It’s my duty to know all your likes and dislikes.” You swoon on the inside, flattered that he even noticed something this small. 
You lean over, planting a chaste kiss on his cheek, “Thank you Sanji.”
Zoro-
“Wait, say that again?” You tell Nami. “The orange peel theory. Try it out with Zoro. The idea involves the ability to understand your partner and their feelings; it's based on their tendency to perform simple tasks for you whether asked to do them or not ― like peeling an orange.” 
Nami reaches her arm up and grabs an orange from the tree, “here.” she says handing you the citrus. “Okay..” You say while getting up and headed to where you knew Zoro would be napping. 
You knew that he was a light sleeper, and sometimes he wouldn’t even really be sleeping. So would you feel bad for waking him up? Not really. 
“Hey Zoro?” 
You squat next to him. 
“Hmm?” 
“Can you peel this for me?” You ask him and an eye pops open. His gaze immediately finds an orange in your hand. He then looks back up at you, wondering if you were serious. 
“Are you serious?” You nod your head. “You’re not a kid. Do it yourself.” “Awe,” you let out a small whine, lips forming into a pout. “but I don’t like getting my fingers sticky. Could you do it for me, please?” 
Zoro looks away, knowing if he looked any longer he would cave in. 
“You could have asked anyone else. But you decide to wake me up for this?” 
The pout immediately disappears, and you stand back up. “You’re right. I’ll go ask Sanji.” 
Hearing his name caused him to snap up and grab the orange from your hand. You hide the smirk, knowing that he would get riled up just from hearing Sanji’s name. “You don’t need that stupid cook. I’m right here.” He mutters. “Hmm? But I thought you said-” “Shut up. Here’s your orange.” 
He hands you the unpeeled orange. Your eyes widen at the orange. He did it so fast, and perfectly. The orange peel laid perfectly at his side. It only took peel to get it all. 
“Thank you!” You happily say crashing into his chest to give him a hug. 
His cheeks burn red at the action. “Yeah, yeah. Just don’t go to anyone else for help. Got it?”
Law:
“Nothing’s going to change if you keep staring at the orange, (y/n)-ya.” 
You recognize Law’s voice as he strolled into the kitchen. The orange laid in your hands, because you wanted to eat it. But peeling it seemed too tedious. 
“Can you peel this for me… please?” You look up at Law with the best puppy eyes you could muster, knowing that Law had a weak spot for cute things. 
When your eyes met his, he immediately felt his heart skip a bit. Trying to keep his cool facade, he tries to avert his eyes. 
“How old are you? You can do it yourself.” He mutters and your bottom lips form into a pout. “Please, I know it’s childish. But I just don’t like getting it underneath my nails.” 
He takes a quick glance at you, and that it is all it takes for him to cave into your wishes. “Tsk, give me it.” He doesn’t wait for you to hand him the orange, instead he takes it from your hands. 
He’s quick to work on the orange, wanting to leave the kitchen already. He didn’t want you to see the growing blush on his face, 
“Here,” he says, placing the orange back in your hand and quickly leaving the kitchen.
Ace- 
Ace likes to make sure that he does almost everything for you. If he sees that you’re trying to do something, he’ll jump in and do it for you. Even if it is as simple as peeling an orange. 
You were grabbing a midnight snack, not knowing that Ace was up as well. You grab an orange, sitting down at the table and start to try to peel the orange. 
“What are you doing?” 
You let out a small shriek, startled by sudden presence in the room. “Woah, calm down there. It’s just me.” Ace laughs as he sits next to you. 
You try to calm your breathing down as Ace eyes the orange that was in one of your hands. He doesn’t hesitate to grab the orange and start peeling it. 
“Hey, I can do that myself.” You say trying to grab the orange, but he pulls himself out of your reach. A smirk on his face as he finishes peeling it. “I know.” He pulls off a slice and pops it into his mouth. Your mouth falls agape at his actions causing him to laugh. “Think of it as the boyfriend tax.” He says handing you the fruit. “But I didn’t even ask you to peel it!” He just shrugs, “doesn't matter.”
Mihawk- 
Mihawk swears he doesn’t like your childish antics. But deep down, it keeps him on his toes. He had something to look forward to. 
However, as he stared at the orange in your hand and the question still hanging in the air… he really wondered what goes through your head. 
“So… are you going to peel it or not?” “And why would I do that?” “Because you’re my husband, and I asked you to do it.” 
Mihawk observes you for a second, noticing how you were avoiding eye contact. 
He lets out a breathy laugh, “do you not know how to do it yourself?” 
Your eyes widen, “what? I do!” “Then show me.” You click your tongue, “it’s not about that. I just don’t want to get my fingers sticky.” 
Mihawk doesn’t answer you, he just stares at you, waiting for your attempt to peel the orange. 
It was silent for about a minute, the longest minute of your life. You let out a sigh, “fine. I don’t know how.” 
Mihawk smiles at your answer, then grabs the fruit. “There, was that so hard?” 
“Whatever.” You mutter while crossing your arms. Mihawk doesn’t respond, instead he looks down at the orange as he continues to peel the orange. 
“No matter how small or childish your request is (y/n), I’ll always do it for you.”
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rosinantecigarettes · 7 months
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Can I please request what is Love to them for Luffy, Zoro and Bartolomeo (separately please buti f you don’t write for Luffy and Barto it’s all good)
★ ★ WHAT IS LOVE? ★ ★
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what's real love for them (ft. luffy, zoro and mihawk). part 3/?
content warning: plus sized!reader. afab reader. proofread. partially nsfw. food kink. mating press. cowgirl. mihawk nsfw part idea! . the word "mama" used one time. word "cunt" to describe genitals.
a.n: I love luffy but I really dont know how to write for him and need to practice, so his part is probably trash :/. decided to add mihawk! hope you enjoy, dear
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𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐘
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when you secretly give him more food. He finished his own plate and wants more, but Sanji won't let him have any more, so you simply switch plates with him. he smiles brightly at you.
when you always take him on your explorations to new islands. but be careful, because of his excitement he can get into a lot of trouble.
when you read for him. luffy sits next to you every afternoon after a snack and listens attentively while you're reading him a book with a smile on his face.
when you're laid on the floor, whipped cream all over your breast as he sucks on them vividly. "will you let me put it in ya pussy, mama? suck it off from it? please?" he'll beg whining.
𝐙𝐎𝐑𝐎
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𝐌𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊
when you watch him train. he would look at you all sweaty with a grin. "like what you see, precious?"
when he's willing to take a nap and you lay his head on your tummy and caress his hair. he won't tell you that he loved it, but his flushed face dont lie.
when you're both alone relaxing watching the sunset on the deck. he's sat on the floor with you on his side, your head in his shoulder.
when you come back from your train all sweaty, panting and tired. everytime he sees you like that he just want to take you then and there.
when he has you on mating press. deep and rough thrusts in your warm and tight cunt while the grip on your knees never loose. "so fucking pretty... and all mine".
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when you both are sat together in the library reading your own books. the comforting silence between you too while you lay your head on his shoulder.
when you bake for him. he may not seem like he enjoy sweet things but if it was made for you, he loves it. whenever you come with a slice of pie or cake for him, he eats it with a slight smile on his lips.
when you reccomend him books, bonus points if it's a novel (I love men who read novels ughhh) . he admire it and the similarity between your taste in literature.
when you wear his hat. he thinks you look cute in it, and will say it. "you look so beautiful with my hat on, my dear. you should wear it more often..." he would "joke".
when you're riding him and put his hat on. his grip on your thighs tightening as he try to suppress any sound. he thinks you look so hot doing that... the slaps of your ass on his hips as you hold the hat in place. "you really should use my hat more often, my dear."
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buggysangel17 · 6 months
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Meet The Cross Guild
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Summary: You meet your husband's new 'co-workers'. Mihawk realized the worry that came with having you as his one and only weakness. Characters: Dracule Mihawk x Wife!Female Reader (Amihan). Sir Crocodile. Buggy. Word Count: 1,392 Chapter Warnings:  Alternate Universe-Canon Divergence. Mention of slicing someone's body part. (Buggy obviously) lol.
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“Who is this?”
To Mihawk, it took a lot out of him to bring you here—in what would now be his new home, a place that would also serve as one of the many places where meetings would take place with the likes of one Crocodile and the annoyance of the fucking clown. But it was a risk he was willing to make knowing that you could handle your own.
After the events as what was your shared home in Kuraigana Island, how you had fought almost in the same par as him, he trusted you enough to be in the same space as two other former warlords that could possibly be a danger to not only himself but to you, his one and only weakness.
“That’s a good costume. The nose even looks so realistic too.”
He stands corrected.
He had watched Buggy take hold of your face, offended as his nose was now a topic of discussion. But somehow the fear was never once lingering on your face even as the empty threats begin to spill out of the clown’s lips for his nose being acknowledged.
“I’d be careful with my wife, she knows how to wield whatever weapon she could get her hands upon.” He had warned not his wife, but the man that had the utter audacity to hold onto his wife the way he did.
“Wife?!”
Buggy did not even finish the single word before a knife was pulled out of your palms and slicing through the man’s hand, ineffective knowing the Devil fruit the clown had with him. But the shock was all the more amusing in your eyes seeing the lack of blood as well as pain in the face of the clown.
“He isn’t affected by slashing attacks, My Love.” Mihawk had finally explained as you were still utterly confused by everything that the man in front of you was being.
Mihawk watched the arrogance in the clown as he continued to tease his wife about close to invisible because of his powers, but busy as he was with his own thoughts a ghost of a smile had laced the swordsman’s face as you instead pulled out a blunt mace from out of your palm and immediately bludgeoning the man with it knocking him down cold for a good few minutes of peace.
“Thank you.” Mihawk patted your shoulder, appreciating the lack of annoyance for now.
“It seems we have interrupted your time with your wife.” It was now Sir Crocodile that made his presence known, with the lack of an annoying figure that was Buggy, he was free to talk without much of an interruption.
“It’s fine.” You reassured with a smile on your lips, returning both your knife and mace back to your palm right in front of the man.
“It seems we have another Devil Fruit wielder then.”
“She is.” Mihawk finds himself interrupting the man’s line of questions. The less the man knows about you and your background, the better. He trusted you, but the same could not be said about the two men that was now in his home.
“It would be best to keep an eye on her then, Hawk Eye, if the World Government knew about her existence, it would be her head that’s plastered in the Bounty Posters.”
Mihawk has known as much. But he trusted not only himself, but as well as you that you would keep yourself away from much trouble as you possibly could. With this new change in both of your lives, you never resented him for it. In fact, you enjoyed yet another change in your life alongside him. That alone had reassured him that anything that may come, you took to stride.
“She can handle herself perfectly fine with or without me to help her.” Mihawk spoke.
“I’ll leave you three to it. I’ll bring the tea once it’s brewed.” You patted him on the chest and kissed him on the cheeks before leaving the two men to the impending conversation that they would be dealing with now.
“If she finds herself becoming a pirate, she might even surpass you, Hawk Eye.”
“And I don’t doubt you on your statement. But she is content to work by my side for now.”
“But until when?”
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“They seem—nice. The clown is also a funny one.” You spoke the moment Mihawk had slipped out of the bath he had.
He was welcomed to the sight of you in bed in your delicate nightgown with a book in hand. You were surprisingly in good spirit even with how the entire day played out. Buggy, for all intents and purposes did not back down even after being knocked down cold by your hands. Somehow doubling down in making his entire stay focused on getting on your nerves but somehow you welcomed him with a smile and asking if he wanted any of the pastries you’ve made for the day. But his worry had been more on Crocodile, how his interest in you and your power had unnerved him—he might not have gotten under your skin, but he succeeded in getting under Mihawk’s as much as he did not want to admit it.
Instead of crawling into his side of the bed, he finds himself crawling on top of you, nestling his cheek against the flesh of your chest—this was his side of the bed now for the past few months. His arms wrapped around your waist as your hands now rested on his hair, scratching onto his scalp in the same way that he loved you doing.
“What’s on your mind, Darling?” You inquired halting in your movements.
“Keep going.” He finds himself urging you on.
“You’re so needy.” You playfully complained but obliged to his request.
“It’s not really something you need to worry about. Just a few hindrance that needs to mind their own business.” He began. “We had made an agreement with the clown that he will be the face that is plastered for the World Government to see but I’m concerned about what it would mean if they find out about you.”
“I’m not really worried.” You shrugged, smiling down at him. The softness of your gaze towards him brought him peace that he would have never thought he would deserve. “I’m married to the strongest swordsman in the world, I’m certain and I am very confident that you will not let anything happen to me.”
All his worries, it all magically vanished away at your words. How even when all was said and done, when the circumstance of your relationship was not as ideal as he would have wanted it to be, you still gave him faith that he never truly believed he deserved or earned.
He flipped the both of you until you were now under him, a surprised squeal escaping from your lips from the sudden movement. He smiled immediately pulling you in for a kiss before you could admonish him for the sudden movement.
“I care for you, so much more than I would ever care for anything else in this world. I vow to protect you, to care for you, and to love you until my last breath.”
They never had their vows, and this was the closest thing he could do for it. He will make a reality out of a once forced circumstance.
“Mihawk…” You wrapped your arms around him, drawing him closer, and for a brief moment, the world around you both disappeared. All that mattered was the two of you, your love, and the vows that he had made. It was a promise that would withstand the test of time.
As you finally parted, your forehead touched, and you looked into his eyes, your heart was full of love and gratitude. In the serene moment of peace in your own little space, this was a beginning of a new life for the two of you and Mihawk will make sure you will have the life you always wanted and what you always deserved.
“I love you, Mihawk.” You whispered, voice filled with emotion.
Mihawk smiled, his eyes glistening with love. Your lips met once more, sealing your vows and love in a kiss that would linger in your hearts for as long as you were both alive.
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alexa-fika · 4 months
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Can you create a story about Mihawk's son who gets injured or kidnapped ?
More Mihawk please 🙏
( sorry for the grammar or spelling mistakes am not good at English )
A/N: Again, I don't know. if this is good, but you guys are popping off with Midnight Lessons so maybe this is up to your tastes? Thank you for the request Anon! Feel free to drop by my ask box to requests or simply to say hi!
Also don't worry English is also not my first language!
Dividers by @/saradika
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Papa to the rescue ( Mihawk x male!reader)
Sniffles and stifled sobs could be heard in a cold, dark cell of a ship sailing somewhere on the East Blue.
“Shut up, you damn brat!” Growls Don Krieg.
Glaring at the child, he walks toward the cell, a smirk suddenly replacing his sneer.
“Do you know why you are here, you little twerp?
He sniffles, shaking his head
“Oh my my, aren’t we scared? A shame your papa can’t come and save you; what a disappointment.”
Krieg laughs mockingly and looks toward the small child.
“It’s because of him that you are here, brat so that I can finally have revenge on that bastard! It will be perfect for breaking down your stubborn, cocky father. I bet having to see his little boy die will make the bastard come around, kneeling in front of me and begging for mercy. Or he’s too much of a coward. Either way, win-win for me.”
“Papa wouldn’t do that.”
“Oh no, you misunderstand. Your papa won’t see you die. He’ll see you in agony, a slow, excruciating death by starvation or a beating, a torture that will make you beg for death. All by my hands, too.”
“He wouldn’t bow down to you! “
Krieg grips the small boy by the collar and picks him up to his eye level. His dark scowl is met by the red face of the boy, tears filling his eyes.
“He will, little brat.” His voice is low, threatening.
“Or you die.”
“He won’t! Because he will slash you! You can’t beat papa.”
Krieg’s grip tightens at the mention of Mihawk, his sneer returning in full force.
He growls out a sharp response as a fire of rage sparked in his eyes, his hands tightening around the kid’s neck.
“I will! And he will beg me for mercy before you die in front of him!”
He said, dropping Reader to the ground.
It all happened in an instant; Reader’s mind could barely keep up with what happened in the next few minutes.
He remembered that screams started coming from upstairs. He remembered Kreig turning towards the dungeon entrance, equally confused about the sudden chaos that had erupted from upstairs.
The next thing that happened Reader could remember clearly, as the familiar silhouette of their father came down the stairs into the dungeon.
“Papa!” They cheer as he closes in to the cell Reader was in and towards Don Krieg, who stands in front of it
Krieg made quick work of the cell lock, running inside and grabbing the kid, putting them in a chokehold, and holding a gun to his neck.
“So you finally show yourself, you bastard! Better start kneeling, or you can say goodbye to the brat,” he cackles.
Reader is quick to dig their tiny teeth into Don Krieg’s hand, taking advantage as he winces and slightly lessens his hold to raise his head to headbutt him, quickly running to his dad the moment Don Krieg let go of him to hold their bleeding nose.
His head snaps back as the young man headbutts him; Krieg grunts in pain. A burst of blood spurts down from his nose
He scoffs,
“Damn brat!”
“You’re not going anywhere!” he growls, pointing his gun towards the child and taking the shot.
The next few seconds, although hard to keep up with, Reader was quick to understand what had just happened as his father now stood in front of him, Yoru unsheathed and a sliced bullet landing on each side of Reader.
“Reader. Wait upstairs,” his words curt, but one could hear the aggravation in his tone.
Reader nods, running upstairs to wait for his dad; he does not have to wait long, however, as Mihawk joins him no more than a minute later.
He gently picks him up and jumps onto his small raft.
“Are you hurt?”
The child looks up at him, his eyes watering.
“I’m okay ’cause Papa is here,” he says, hugging him tightly.
“Good,” he says as he puts a hand around the child and smiles.
“I’ll make sure it stays that way,” setting his course back to Karai Barai Island.
“How did you find me?”
“Do not worry about that.”
They smile, a slight idea as to who aided his father in finding him.
“Im glad you found me, Papa; I was scared,”
It’s okay, son,” he says, rubbing his head.
“Let us get you to bed.”
Reader nods, watching dazed as the splashing waves soon turn into flowing grass and soon into the familiar floors as they arrive at their headquarters, soon arriving at their own room as Mihawk gently lays Reader down on the bed.
“Can you stay with me tonight, Papa?”
“I will only stay for a short while; there are things I must attend to.” He responds, sitting down on a chair next to his son
Reader smiles, staring at his father as he slowly lulls himself to sleep after a long and terrifying day.
Despite his words, Mihawk could be seen sitting down next to his son all night; of course, no member of Crossguild would ever comment on this, and neither would they ever comment on the soft look he had on his face as he stared at his son, finally home safe
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What do you guys think? Was it as good as Midnight Lessons or kinda, eh? Please let me know so I know what I can improve on next time! Do we like child! reader more than the romantic pieces? Who's next?
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onepiece-fics · 5 months
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Franky, Buggy and Mihawk's reaction to you having a nightmare
Summary: How would Franky, Buggy and Mihawk react to you having a nightmare?
Warnings: Gender-neutral reader, almost spoilers for current manga Buggy's bounty (exact numbers are not mentioned).
Author's note: First of all, specifically anime/manga Buggy was in thought for his part! Secondly, Franky's part is based on the fact that his body isn't cold. Since he's a cyborg I'm not entirely sure how all that works, but in my mind he has the same type of body heat as any normal person :)
Word count: 763 
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It’s 3 am and you wake up in a cold sweat. You’ve just had a horrible nightmare that felt too realistic. You look around your room to make sure you’re in reality before you decide to sneak away and go to your s/o’s bed
Franky
As you approach Franky you’re unsure if you should wake him up or not. On one hand, he looks very peaceful as he sleeps, but on another hand, he’s an amazing cuddler. You shake your head and decide to sneak into his bed anyway. He deserves his sleep too.
“Y/N?” he says as he stirs awake. “What are you doing here?” he asks as he rubs his eyes. As you plop down next to him he pulls you into his side and puts his arms around your shoulders.
“I had a nightmare…” you whisper, snuggling into his chest. He lets out a hum as he thinks for a moment and you shuffle around to put one of your legs over his. 
“You know what would help you calm down?” he asks you with a grin on his face. You lift an eyebrow at him in confusion.
“Cola!” he says as he starts turning to get a bottle from under his bed. You laugh as you pull him back into bed by his arm, and as he lays back down he pulls you on top of his chest fully, the grin still on his face.
“Franky… I feel like drinking cola before sleeping would just make it worse, I’m not gonna lie” you giggle at him. He shakes his head.
“Unbelievable, cola fixes all” he jokes and you roll your eyes.
“But I already brushed my teeth” you say and stick your tongue out at him, earning a laugh from the man. 
“Ah yes, I forgot about that part” he says as he closes his eyes and puts his chin on top of your head. “Hopefully cuddles will be enough for you to have better dreams then”.
Cuddles were definitely enough. 
Mihawk
While Mihawk seems cold to other people, you know how cuddly he actually is. That’s why you decide to crawl up in his bed and snuggle right up to him. You know that he’s awake, but he doesn’t open his eyes to look at you, he knows it’s you instantly.
“What are you doing here suddenly, my dear?” he whispers into the night as his arms wrap around you, pulling you into his embrace. 
“I had a nightmare and I’m too scared to go back to sleep…” you tell him. His eyes snap open immediately and he looks at you. Lifting one of his hands up he strokes your cheek in the most comforting way, his eyes softening as he sees your facial expression.
“It’s okay dear, I’m right here to protect you from any bad dreams. Do you want to talk about it?” you snuggle into his shoulder and shake your head. “Alright then. Just know that I’m right here, okay?”. 
His hand that was on your cheek moves to your arm and starts tracing comforting patterns, giving you goosebumps. You close your eyes and you both shuffle closer until you’re satisfied. 
The feeling of his hands tracing patterns on both your arms and your back, as well as his general comforting presence was more than enough to lull you back to sleep. 
What you don't know though, is the soft kiss he gives your forehead and the smile on his face as he admires your sleeping form. 
Buggy
You climb into his bed and lie down close to him. You try not to wake your captain up, and you think you have a decent chance since he’s a deep sleeper, but unfortunately, he slowly starts to stir as you trace light patterns over his arm. 
“Y-Y/N? What are you doing here-?” he asks, immediately awake when he realizes you’re next to him. “When did you get here-?”. 
“Oh, I got here just now” you giggle lightly. “I had a nightmare and I didn’t want to sleep alone…” you explain to him. His facial expression goes from one of flustered confusion to confidence.
“Oh you got scared so you came to the great captain Buggy… I see… I suppose it is only natural to go find such a big and strong protector as me when you’re scared. I mean did you see my new bounty? It’s over three-” you shut him up with a kiss, knowing that if you let him go on, it’ll keep going all night long. As you break apart from the kiss he smiles down at you in amusement.
“Did that distract you enough?” he asks. You roll your eyes and lay your head down on his shoulder as he brings his arms around you and starts playing with your hair.
“Yeah… it did” 
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usopps-devotee · 6 months
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Taking a break from our irregularly unscheduled The Bird and the Bunny AU HCs to dump play everyone’s new favorite silly little game —
Would There Be a Wedding?! Tonight’s special guests are: Mihawk! Sanji! Usopp! Buggy! And Crocodile!
Mihawk: Probably not. Besides little niggling things to take into account like (he isn’t close enough with anyone to have witnesses, he doesn’t want anyone fucking up his land, it puts a target on your back). as far as Mihawk is concerned, you’re already married. Think of it as a common law marriage, set by his own rules since you both reside on his own island. After all, you’re one of the very, very few people he tolerates and respects; you both take care of his home and garden; you read together; you cuddle into him, show no fear, make love — if that isn’t a spouse, then he refuses to let any man, piece of paper, or law decide what is for him. You are his, and he is yours. At the very most, if you insist on it, he might prepare a feast for two and acquire a beautiful outfit for you to wear. But that being said, an actual wedding ceremony is just unlikely.
(If Shanks finds out, an actual party winds up happening anyway when the Red Hair crew makes landfall on Kuraigana, bearing wedding gifts, food, and plenty of alcohol.)
Sanji: PLEASE give his boy a wedding PLEASE. He borderlines Groomzilla, he would be so hands-on. But know that it comes from a place of love. Besides being extremely invested in the preparations for the menu (“There’s such thing as a seven course meal?! HOW?!?!”), he wants everything to be symbolic of the two of you coming together: We’re talking symbolic colors, complimentary flavors and dishes, whatever he can conceptualize. There’s honestly a chance there will be multiple ceremonies — one for just you guys and the immediate Strawhat crew, one for the guys back at Baratie, etc. And no matter how many or how few attendees there are, it will always feel like a massive party. Also…if you don’t mind it, he would really, really like to take your surname. You’re his family, after all.
Usopp: He wants a wedding, though honestly he mostly wants to have one to prove himself to you. He knows he’s not the bravest or strongest person out there (hell, he’s not even the bravest or strongest Strawhat). But he wants so desperately to give you the best life you can have as the spouse of a notoriously wanted pirate crew. And while he’s sure finding the One Piece may open so many more doors that could make that happen, he’s not sure he can wait that long. He wants you to know the depths of his love as soon as possible, and no story he tells can truly encapsulate it all. He’s running out of hyperboles and allegories that express to you just how important you are to him! It honestly takes Nami talking some sense into him for him to truly grasp that it’s not the ceremony that counts, but what you’re meant to gather for: To bind your love and lives together. Which, frankly, you’ve already done after so long adventuring together. But just to play it safe…You have a small ceremony thrown by the crew on the ship. Your honeymoon is only one night spent docking on he nearest island, allowing the both of you time to, Ahem, consummate in a hotel. It’s simple. Some might scoff rustic. You wouldn’t have it any other way.
Buggy: Buggy would want a wedding for the showmanship and you know it. He’s not so much in for the sentimentality as he is looking for the next hot ticket item. And heaven help everyone if he decides to hold the wedding in a village he’s taken hostage: The villagers, of course, are going to be forced to watch and pretend their tears of horror and frustration are from being happy; the crew is going to be cracked down on to assure a perfect performance; and you’re going to deal with Buggy being a total groomzilla, demanding perfection at any and all corners or else he. Will lose. His shit. And that’s without getting into how he wants to show you off. Honestly, this is one of his driving factors: He will gladly parade you around the main ring, bright lights on you as if to tell the world “Look! See what I could get? ME!! I got them!!” So…yeah honestly, a wedding would be an ego trip for him. (Though if you shut that shit down, he’ll listen. Pout, but listen.) However it’s during the actual exchange of vows that the mask cracks and he might start bawling because wow holy shit, he got YOU. HIM!!
Crocodile: Similar to Mihawk, I don’t think he’s in any rush to have a wedding. He doesn’t necessarily see you through terms of spouse or bedwarmer — you’re simply, well, his. Though I guess if anyone outside the relationship had to say anything, then yeah, for simplicity’s sake, you are Crocodile’s spouse. (I feel like people like Croc or Hawk are so beyond conventions and comfortable with themselves that they simply just decide y’all are married and that’s enough.) That being said, in addition to this, there’s a bit of risk for a man of his position to have something as vulnerable as a ceremony that basically screams two things to the world: That he is capable of tenderness, and that the recipient of that tenderness is you. It puts more targets on the both of you than he feels like dealing with. But if you insist on having a big ceremony and party to celebrate y’all’s union, then… *sigh* It can’t be helped, can it? He could easily protect you, should something go wrong. Hell, he could easily afford the security as an extra precaution. It’ll just be another big party after all. And the cherry on top at least is him asserting to the world that you’re his. You will likely spend the entirety of the reception attached to him in some way: His hand on your hip as you greet guests, perched on his lap as higher-standing/rich guests come to pay their respects and present to you wedding gifts. He won’t admit it but…he kinda likes the vibe.
Yo like I've been trying to come up with something to say about this but it's perfect. What I will add is:
I feel like no one told Shanks, more so you pestered Dracule to at least get you a ring, which tipped him off. You know he loves you, but having the physical ring made you feel better. Black opal for the stone in the ring.
One of the few times where Sanji is the one who has lost his head, and the closer it gets to the ceremony, the worse his attitude is. Poor baby is just so nervous and wants everything to be perfect for you, he wouldn't have anything less for the love of his life. Sapphire and Topaz for the statement gems in the ring.
The crew has been waiting for this moment for what feels like forever. All bets had long been surpassed and everyone is damn near ready to yell at you two to tie the knot. One of the happiest days among the crew. As for the events after the wedding, the happy couple did not return till late in the afternoon. I'm thinking Chrysoberyl; this stone can have a really pretty star cut. That's exactly what he gets; if not, then Simpsonite.
Buggy for sure said he wouldn't cry but there was definitely a tear or two that fell down his cheek before you even took your steps down the aisle. The whole thing feels like a dream for the both of you completely unreal. Parade you around even more now that you're officially his and no one can take him away from you. You thought I would say Ruby, SIKE. Red Berl fuckers and diamonds ofc.
Croc would get on your fucking nerves at first, you overhear him calling you, his spouse. If you like it then you should've put a ring on it, last time you checked there wasn't a ring on your finger. when you confronted him about this, he thought it was just a ploy to get more jewelry, so he just took a ring off his finger and gave it to you. it was placed on his desk as you angrily walked out, that is what got him to realize that he fucked up and you were serious about the ring. Crocodile gives into your whims, giving you the wedding you deserve. Truth be told he's happy he did it, Croc never thought he was the type of man to get married yet here he was. Happy spouse, happy house. flat out asked you what you wanted, this whole thing was more for you and not him. Doesn't matter if it takes him years to get his hand on it, your every wish it his command.
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uglypastels · 7 months
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Hi so I have recently become a fan of LA Mihawk, and I came up with an idea. Mihawk x Shanks sister! Reader and they're in a secret relationship and Shanks finds out about it and OVER PROTECTIVE BROTHER MODE ACTIVATES but in the most hilarious way possible. If you don't like this idea feel free to ignore it, I was just curious. Also I was thinking it mostly be fluffy but if you wanna add a little spice here and there go for it, if you do wanna do this, I mean 😁😅
no but i love this??? (and i'm going to make this in a bit of a headcanon form because it got my mind spiraling)
because Shanks, first of all, would be the kind of big brother to bully his younger siblings relentlessly yet still affectionately. Constantly teasing and poking fun. Generally, besides that, on a day-to-day basis, he would be unbothered by his family.
But at the same time, he would be the most protective big brother there is to exist. He might bully you, but he would be the only one to do so. If anyone dared touch you, they would have a bullet through their head before they even had the chance to speak.
It becomes harder to protect you once he goes off to sail the seas with his crew, but not before vowing he would always be there for you if you need him (or when he thinks you might). Because to him, you will always be his baby sister.
So it might come to him as quite the shock when he returns from his adventure to see you all grown up. And when he hears you have been going out with guys in the village... oh boy.
He tries the typical tactic of trying to scare any interested guys off, either by simple passive intimidation or straight-up threatening to cut their bits off if they as much as dared to touch you. Much to your protest, his plans had a great success rate, and it would become the topic of many a fight in your house.
But then you meet Mihawk.
Who knows how it happened? Maybe in a bar, but the two of you very quickly and easily connected. You found something in him that you had never felt with anyone else before.
And though a notorious pirate that has the skill to kill entire fleets with just a flick of the wrist, Mihawk was the utmost gentleman when it came to you.
He had a soft spot for you, and though neither of them would admit it, he was very much like your brother in the way that he would kill anyone and anything that could do you harm.
You were his most-priced possession. His heart's biggest treasure, and if he could, he would show you off to everyone, but that was just not possible when your brother was one of his rivals at sea.
But you could not deny that sneaking around didn't add to the fun.
There was something fiery in the way you met up at night and hid from the people you knew. All the kisses felt deeper, the touches even more sinful.
That did also mean, though, that once you were caught, all hell broke loose.
Someone in the village must have seen something told someone, and the news spread like wildfire. Before you could do anything about it, Shanks was storming through the streets, pistol-loaded, ready to shoot a hole through your lover's head.
Your attempts at trying to stop him would be absolutely futile. Even when you had tears in your eyes as you tried to convince him that what you felt for Mihawk was genuine and that he reciprocated those feelings, your brother was not having any of it.
It was shocking, seeing your brother be so angry. While always protective and somewhat intimidating to other young men, he had never shown such pure rage as when he finally found Mihawk.
The hawk-eyed man, in contrast, seemed quite at peace with everything. He even ignored Shanks' fury to walk up to you and kiss the back of your hand charmingly.
'Enough!' Shanks shouted. 'You stay away from my sister.'
'Or what?' Mihawk smiled. 'Will you challenge me to a duel?'
'Yes.' Shanks simply replied.
Tomorrow. At noon.
'Or I can just kill you right now.' The gun in Shanks' hand clicked as he pushed the safety back.
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a/n- idk i just riffed off a vague idea i had bc i live for the drama. is this accurate? no idea, but that's not why we're here, is it people
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ageingfangirl2 · 5 months
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How Many Knives Are Too Many! Mihawk (OPLA)
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You are a bounty hunter and friends with Mihawk. He finds your presence intriguing because of how open you are but deadly when you have to be. Drinking some wine together you recount an encounter with a few marines and Mihawk is not at all surprised with the outcome. Mihawk x Reader (Female) FLUFF!
MIHAWK
I'd finished my business in town when I bumped into y/n of all people. They weren't collecting any bounty but simply enjoying some time off. On the outside, they weren't very intimidating, rather short and unassuming with their actions, but when they went to work a switch flipped in them and you didn't want to be on the other end of their blade. They had no alliance and worked for the highest bidder. We'd crossed paths multiple times over the years until on one encounter they suggested getting drinks, and we bonded over a shared interest in fine wine.
I wanted to leave this town and get home but they convinced me to get a drink and to catch up. Due to our reputations rumours spread of us dating but we had more of a teacher/student bond as y/n did come to me to ask for training. I was impressed with their skills and decided to keep them in my life. After a few drinks, they would joke around and intimidate people around us, but we'd never done anything more than simply kiss, both of us having too much respect for the other to ruin our friendship.
I enter the local tavern and everyone falls silent at my presence. I ignore them and glance around until my eyes land on y/n who was waving at me obnoxiously enjoying the scene I'd created. I stroll towards them and sit down opposite them, placing my sword against the wall but still within reach.
'I already ordered. Don't worry the wine here is decent, not the best but not the worst for the price,' y/n babbles, and starts pouring me a glass.
I bring the glass up to my nose and sniff, it doesn't smell bad, 'I never doubt your ability to pick a good wine no matter the location.'
They smile and raise their own glass towards me, 'I do love your compliments Dracule, makes me feel special, it's been too long.'
We clink glasses. y/n was one of the few people I openly complimented, 'yes it had been too long. Anything interesting happen?'
Their eyes light up at my question and they nod, 'Oh boy, I have a story. Happened yesterday, bloody marines getting nosey. I play for both sides sue me.'
I raise an eyebrow, 'what did they do?'
y/n sips their wine, 'a random search in the middle of town, so I put on a show.'
They would let many things slide, but Marines had a way of rubbing them the wrong way, and I knew this story would end with embarrassed Marines and a smug y/n. I motion for them to continue.
'There were four of them. One took my bag and asked if I had illegal weapons knowing I carry knives without even announcing they were doing a search. I was annoyed but I played along,' they say calmly, but a glint in their eyes gave away they were more than just annoyed, 'they opened the bag and tipped all the contents on the street.'
'Then what happened?' I enquire, swirling the wine in the glass.
y/n smirks, 'I unbuttoned my blouse and pulled a switchblade out of my bra telling them we were going to do this search properly, they got flustered and tried to backtrack but I insisted.'
I shake my head and a smirk graces my lips, y/n had a nice body and a tonne of confidence, so it was easy to imagine them stripping to their undergarments to prove a point, 'you would have reported them, wouldn't you? If you're going to start something see it through to the end.'
y/n hums in approval, 'I told them I keep two strapped to my thighs and one in either boot. I got my fly open when they called off the search and apologised to me, but I got the final laugh.'
I put my glass down on the table and lean in closer and they mirror my action, 'what was the final laugh?' I ask.
They snigger, 'One of the marines looked new and young, poor kid got an erection.'
I bring my hand to my mouth to cover my outburst of laughter, needing to protect my brooding image, but y/n's eyes twinkled knowing they are one of the rare people to have made me laugh on multiple occasions. I kind of wish I'd been there to witness the scene since I imagine y/n keeping a straight face half undressed embarrassing the Marines because people in town would talk.
I lean back and pick up my glass, 'another toast, to dumb and horny marines. I approve of the amount of knives, better safe than sorry.'
We clink glasses again and y/n giggles, 'I'm just thankful I chose to wear a bra.'
I nearly spit out my wine, y/n would happily undone my image for their amusement. I hoped they'd be in my life for a long time.
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fanaticsnail · 5 months
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You Should Be Sad
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“He’s here,” you released in a breath above a whisper.
“Shit,” she uttered, her own eyes widening and her grip softening its grasp on your shoulders, “what to you want to do? Sit the next set out?”
You shrugged your shoulders and hardened your resolve.
“No,” you murmured darkly, turning your sights to Jed as he carried a full pint of beer with foam brimming at the top. He sipped from the glass and made eye contact with you, promptly bringing the liquid down from his lips.
“What do you need, babes?” he quietly uttered, noticing the intensity of your gaze.
“Liquid courage, dealers choice but something strong,” you smirked, “my ex-fiancé is here and I’m going to make him feel something.”
You Should Be Sad - Halsey
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Upon rising to the title of Warlord and Worlds-Greatest-Swordsman, Dracule Mihawk began to neglect his fiancé and her desires. Unable to provide her with the one thing she truly longed for, he remained apathetic as she broke from their lengthy courtship.
A decade later, and many a bottle of brandy relinquished, he drifts to Baratie in hopes of drowning away the memory of her: only to have his hopes shattered as the hired band begins to play with his ex-fiancé singing her vengeance at him.
Friends to lovers to enemies to friends to lovers
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Hi Si! Your morning with mihawk post was so cute <3 that got me thinking though, can I request a continuation where Perona decides disturb you two in the morning with shenanigans. I feel like Mihawk would be annoyed but reader would just find it amusing cause she sees Perona as their adopted child. Thank you!
I wanna die this was sent in August but I've only seen it now. First of all sorry for the late response school sucks and kept me from writing plus some others stress I'm here now though so yay?
btw I am so sorry for being late. Anyway, let's go.
"Touche" with that you settled deeper into his arms and attempted to fall asleep before the excited voice echoing through the halls warned you that sleep or any attempt would be futile. Sitting up you gazed expectantly at the door waiting for your sweet daughter to come tumbling through the door. You giggled as you felt a tug as your arm gazing down towards Dracule who was desperately trying to urge you to slip back into the covers.
"If we act as if we're asleep she might not bother us." Desperately tugging at you to get down.
"You know I can't keep a straight face, especially around her." Against your words, dramatically sighing you slipped back into his embrace. "It's my only flaw." "You have no flaws" his voice low enough you could have missed it. Yet you didn't. With him you never did. Your face lit up happily as his grip tightened at the increasing noise. Desperately trying to hold in your laughter you decided to play along, for his sake.
"YOU HAVE NO ID-,"Faced with the embraced couple Perona paused "oh, you're asleep." Seemingly perplexed at what to do now she gently walked towards the desk careful not to wake you two up and sat down. "Guess I'll wait"
A low defeated 'oh come on' was heard from above you prompting you to try to suppress your erupting giggles. You failed. Coughing at the sheer amount of laughter you were letting out you continued to choke as you gazed at the two staring towards you in combined concern and confusion. "Are you ok." "y-y-y-yeah." Sighing Dracule gazed at his confused daughter. "Perona" "hm?" "three hours" "huh?" "give us three hours, after that (and only after that) we'll hear whatever you were going to say" "but-" He got up and gently nudged her out of the door as she whined,"but it's so interesting though. you'll wish I told you sooner.The news of the century. I mean the utter,shock, gul-" With that the door was closed as she was speaking. Sighing in relief he moved back to the bed "two hours." Groaning, as her head popped into the door. "three" "two and half" "it's basically three." "No it's not thirty minutes is a large amount of time it is-" before she started on her dramatic spiel he conceded. "Fine, two and a half" "deal!" with that she bounded off. crashing onto the bed he defeatedly groaned prompting you to giggle again. "Where does she get it from." "The stubbornness," He gazed towards you deadpanning when you said "well who else of course, you. Also the pettiness" Rolling his eyes in feigned annoyance he grabbed you out of the covers and wrapped himself around you. Sighing as he fell in place with you where he belonged. "three hours." He whispered. Turning to peck his jaw you countered.
"two and a half"
also to anyone interested requests are open I actually write for a lot of fandoms I just need to (you know) make a masterlist hopefully ill get to it too. and thx for reading bye
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Hello! I was wondering if you could write for sanji and mihawk if reader got sick, how would they take care of them?? Thank you and have a fantastic day! :)
Hello hellou, hope you enjoy, I may have indulged a little in conversation with the Mihawk part but I liked it too much to not include it.
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Sanji
He’s a big sweetheart about it, the second he sees you wiping away snot from your nose you’ve caught his attention dead on, he’d walk up to you with a box of tissues asking if you want anything warm to drink, something to make you feel better.
As you finish blowing your nose he waits patiently with a small bit a little worried smile on his face.
“Could you get Chopper for me really quick?” You speak up throwing the tissue in the trash as you sit back inside the kitchen, he’s out faster than you can notice bringing back a very serious looking little reindeer fully committed to his doctors role he’d do a quick checkup on you.
All the while Sanji lingers over you shoulder, listening closely what Chopper is telling you, the restrictions you should take, the medication you should drink. Sanji writes it in the back of his head. His hands are a little jittery as he listens, he knows it’s nothing bad but just really wants to make it better as fast as possible.
Already quick to be behind the counter he’s setting the kettle and getting ready some tea for you to ease out the sickness.
He approaches you setting down a cup and a small kettle full of hot water he places a hand in your forehead feeling the fever that takes over you little by little.
“You’re burning up now aren’t you?” He looks serious, brows laced in concern he watches as you pour yourself a cup your eyes meeting his lazily you chuckle. “A bit, yeah..”
“Let’s get you to your room then.” He’d smile picking up the cup and small kettle that you were about to raise to your lips. You looked at him with small protest.
“It’s not that bad Sanji, I’m fine really.” You try reaching for the cup he moves away from your grasp gracefully telling you to stop being stubborn he offers you his free hand to take, you’re not really gonna get out from his unless you complied with him.
You sigh with a small smile letting him have his victory. He guides you to your room waiting patiently as you slip under covers he pulls a small coffee table by the side of your bed to put down the basic necessities. Choppers prescribed medicine, tissues, the tea he made you he excused himself politely letting you enjoy the beverage he made for you. It was delicious floral and light definitely a home remedy.
You watch as he slips back inside the room a few books by his side he dabs out the cigarette before approaching you, can’t smoke near someone who’s not feeling well now can he?
“I asked Robin for these, hopefully they’ll keep you busy while I’m gone..” he lingered on the books watching as you perked up in a smile from his attentiveness.
“You’re acting like I can’t just come back to the kitchen to see you.” You chuckle taking his hand in yours he looks a little dumbfounded. “I guess I over exaggerated it a little.”
Much as he’s busy supporting the crew with delicious meals, he’s definitely working overtime to come by your room with hot healthy dishes small snacks and a ton of questions wether you’re feeling better or not.
He’s gentler with you much to his expectations to how a man should treat a lady, he makes sure you’ve got every need covered, he’s like a personal nurse to be honest.
Puffing up pillows sitting by the bedside to talk and share sweet moments, he’s always there even if busy.
Before the day ends he goes in to check on you seeing you comfortably asleep with the book he got for you over your lap. He smiles fondly walking in to put the book aside tuck you in warm covers and kiss your cheek.
It’ll take time before you’re feeling better but he’ll be there every step of the way.
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Mihawk
He doesn’t notice at first to be honest he’s much too preoccupied doing his own thing, reading a book, doing garden work this man is busy.
He only notices when he sees you midday stepping inside the so called living room of his castle, your face covered in an odd blush droopy eyes and rather sluggish movements.
“Have you just woken up?” He asks by far the most disrespectful dumb question, your eyes lazily shifting to his with a small eye roll you answer “Gods no, I’m sick.” You move past him starting to gather up things to make yourself a meal.
Why were you that annoyed about it? Everyone gets sick, no need to be sassy about it.
He sighs walking up behind you he grabs away the knife you held in your hands. Hand lingering over yours he noticed how hot your body feels compared to his own. “Have you taken anything for that fever?” You could feel his eyes boring holes in the back of your head. “No.. I ran out of medication..” you admit, the last time you were sick was a long time ago anyway so you didn’t bother to prepare and it seems it caught up to you.
He set down the knife moving to open up a top cabinet on the side of the room he pulled out a rather large box of all sorts of pills and remedies. You wondered why he had so many, and what for even?
“He must be quite the over-preparer.” You thought to yourself giggling, watching him hesitate a little he finally pulled out a small paper box.
“Take these once a day,” he rummaged around a little more taking out a homemade cough syrup just in case. “Cough.”
“What?”
“I said cough.” He closes his eyes for a second longer
“Yes I heard that.” You cleared your throat a little embarrassed to be having a sudden checkup right here.
You coughed hiding your mouth behind your hand he listened intently.
“Good, you don’t seem to have any inflammation.” He walked closer to you handing you the medication.
“If anything does develop take that twice a day as-well.” You nod feeling him lift your chin up a little, his dark yellow eyes examining your face he thinks if he should allow you to set the table or to let you rest for the time coming.
“What was with that laugh before?” He asks suddenly.
You can’t help but to be a little embarrassed. “Never thought you’d be so prepared for something like a little cold.”
“You’d be surprised by the things I had to cure whenever those two loudmouths were around..” you looked over his desk a small photo frame of Perona and bandaged up Zoro stood just in the right angle for you to catch a glimpse.
And surprised you were.
He sighed a little pulling away from you, he rolled up his sleeves and began to work his magic on the crops and roots he grew from his garden into a delicious stew, he made no comment of your absent help during this time. Although it was a cold he figured to give you some time off from helping around.
You noticed he didn’t complain as much for the following week while he treated you. He didn’t mind one bit if you came knocking on his door mid night to tell him you’re feeling like absolute hell. He was quick to action asking you questions and gathering a bit of ice to put over your forehead on the notice of your reappearing fever.
It was a little odd being doted on by him, seeing his cold dementor change towards you the moment something happened made you question a little if he really did care for your well being despite his strong will of telling you off every now and then.
He may be quiet and cold but he’s attentive whenever needed be, a silent checkup on you after he’s done with work, a small smile he hides behind his hat at the notice of you coming though his door later down the day feeling much better thanks to his help.
All and all he doesn’t change much about his treatment towards you, he only takes up more duties to himself, cooks and cleans more often in your recovery time, you cant help but to think you should be getting sick more often, after all he doesn’t let you be this lazy so often.
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buggysangel17 · 7 months
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Dissolution
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Summary: The abolishment of the Seven Warlords has finally come, but it seems Mihawk is no longer alone in cleaning up the mess that the Marine has placed upon him. Characters: Dracule Mihawk x Wife!Female Reader (Amihan) Word Count: 926 Chapter Warnings:  None divider by: @cafekitsune
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“Your people’s debt is paid and there is a ship already waiting for you with everything you would need for your journey back to your island.”
There was a mix of sadness in the very root of Mihawk’s system as he stared as his wife, no, you were not his wife. Not in the way he would have hoped you to be one at least. You were a companion to him, a woman that was taken as collateral but had grown so fond of.
But there was also the excitement that never truly left him, not just for the Marine’s eventual arrival to take him away, but it was the excitement of the day that would come where he would see you again, on a much different circumstance than what was initially given to the both of you.
Maybe in another life, if the circumstance was in both of your favor. He would have loved to have you as his wife and profess his devotion to you in a way that you deserved. But it wasn’t in this moment, he loved you too much to allow you to be involved in the crossfire with the Marines.
“What are you talking about?”
The sound of the siren echoed through the outside walls of the castle. It was time.
“Surrender yourself now! “Hawk-eye” Mihawk!”
There was a trembling coursing through his fingers as he finally held onto his sword. But he wasn’t worried about himself, more worried about you. He placed his hat back on as he looked at you, genuinely looked up at you from where he sat.
This was the very thing that he loved so much about you. You feared nothing, the moment he had arrived at your island you held a sword right onto his neck, unfazed by his notoriety and the death that paved his way. You looked at him without fear and without doubt. He was certain that you would fight now if he so much as asked you, but he wouldn’t. He didn’t allow such a burden to also be placed on your shoulders because of him. It was too much that he had taken you away from your family. He will not allow for you to also take your life away that was all too precious to him.
“You need to leave, the Marines will be after me and I am uncertain if I will be able to keep you safe during the fight.”
It was his fear, more than you being a burden to him in this moment. He did not have the heart to allow you to be placed in the middle of all of this. He had feared that should either of you be able to escape this, the Marines would also place a bounty on your head, a target on your back that he no longer had the power to absolve you of.
“I’m not leaving.” Your voice held no hesitation as you tore the floor length dress you had on.
His brow quirked in wonder with what you had planned. Watching you dismantle one of your dresses’ skirt until it now reached above your knees, and the sleeves were haphazardly torn off without much effort much to his surprise. But then again, you were truly full of surprise.
“Am I your wife, Mihawk?” You inquired, voice never once wavered as your eyes stared onto the window, the blaring lights of the impending attack of the Marines were drawing near.
“You are.”
“Then as your wife, I will stand by you, when death takes my hand, I will hold you with the other and promise to find you in every lifetime.”
It was a vow, a vow that has never once escaped your lips during your arranged ceremony all those years ago. But you spoke of it as if it was a vow you had made since the beginning.
“But you can’t fight them with what they have in store. We have not yet trained you to your true potential.”
You smiled, holding onto his sword for a moment but he held onto it tighter but his eyes lingered on your skin as you held onto the base, A black essence had seeped through your skin and into your veins from just holding onto his sword. His eyes narrowed as you pulled away and your eyes turned to look at him.
“I know it’s far too late to explain myself now, but the Devil fruit that my people have been hiding for so long isn’t placed in a secured place as you had once believed.”
Taking a step back, he had watched you place your palms together, watching the black essences move upward to your palm and as your opened your hands, a sword quite similar to his own slowly materialized from your palms.
“I’ve already eaten the Ken Ken No Mi.” You confessed. “That’s the reason why my family has been isolating me from the world since I was a child.” You continued holding the sword in a stance that he would have never expected from you.
You held onto the sword in your hand. The exact replica of his Yoru sword gleamed ominously, and she wielded it with a grace that defied belief, even for someone like him, deemed the greatest Swordsman known to man.
“Aren’t you full of surprise, My Dear?” He chuckled finally standing up realizing that the circumstance would become more entertaining indeed.
“Isn’t that why you agreed to marry me, Dear Husband?” You quipped right back.
“Touché, my love. Touché.”
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alexa-fika · 4 months
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Can we get more child hawks with dad Mihawk? 🥺
Baby hawks (art from pinterest)
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Baby Feathers ( Mihawk x gn!winged!child!reader)
A/N: I feel like this one is kinda similar to the first one but I hope yall like it, younger reader! Than the last one, so maybe older reader in the next one? 👀
Dividers by @/saradika
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“What is the matter?” they question to their child who stands in front of them, fidgeting
“My back hurts.”
“Come here.”
They ran to their dad but stumble on their feet, tears welling in their eyes as the fall to the ground
“Owie,” they cry
“I have told you not to run inside of the house; this is what will happen,” They said, gently picking them up and sitting them on their lap.
He takes a quick look at their knees and lands where they landed on.
“They will be fine; you did not break any skin; next time, do be careful and listen when I tell you not to make haste inside the house.”
“Okay,” they sniffle
They turn them around, quickly looking at their back and swiftly finding the problem.
“More of your feathers are coming out; that is the reason for the pain.”
“When will it stop?”
“I do not know for sure, but they are coming out quickly; I would wager in around one to two weeks, this process will stop.”
“And then I fly?!” They exclaimed excitedly, quickly shooting up, turning around, and taking hold of their father's shoulders as they jumped up and down in excitement.
“No. In two weeks, the feathers will stop coming out; they still require to grow for you to be able to fly.
They pout, using the little wings they had to cover themselves in a small cacoon
“Do not pout. I do not enjoy the looks you make, and it is unbecoming.”
“Hmph,” they huff as they tighten the wings around themselves to hide themselves
They sigh to themselves, taking hold of them and swiftly throwing them up in the air
They squeak, unrolling themselves as their wings instinctively flap, trying to slow their decent
They let out uncontrollable giggles as Mihawk is quick to catch them before they hit the ground
He catches hold of them and sets them on his lap before leaning back into the couch and sighing.
He is about to start to lecture them for hiding stubbornly rather than listening, only to be cut off by the sounds of a child’s laughter.
He glances at them
“Did you find that pleasant?
“Again, Again!”
“Very well.” He stated before quickly grabbing them once again and throwing them up into the air, the previous lecture now forgotten.
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Did you guys like this one? Think this one is the most meh our of the Mihawk x reader one’s
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shanksbaby · 2 years
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First off, loved your Fairy tale series with Mihawk! I could read that one over and over again. Please do a headcanon with Mihawk reacting to Doflamingo trying to flirt with his s/o if you're up for it?
hi anon ! thank you so much, here you go!!
Dracule Mihawk
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-you and Mihawk were recently together, and your relationship was secret: you were a marine and having an affair with a shichibukai was not well seen, plus they could target you. It didn't bother you, also because like Mihawk you have always been a reserved person.
-as a marine, you attended shichibukai meetings. Nothing in particular, you were generally on the sidelines watching, plus you had the chance to look at your beautiful boyfriend so you didn't have to complain.
-one day, one of the shichibukai, Doflamingo, decided to bother you. You never liked him, too snooty and treated everyone as if they were inferior to him, especially lower-ranking Marines like you.
-so when he pointed at you and came at you, it felt very strange. You found yourself a few centimeters from his face (he had to lower himself to get to your level), looking at the smug smile of someone who considers himself superior to all, and an arm resting on your shoulders.
-"Do you have a boyfriend, y \ n?" he asks immediately, you nod at the question knowing that in any case it would bother you. And in fact, she begins to tell you that whoever you had as a boyfriend could certainly not be his equal.
-you try in vain to wriggle out while Doflamingo continues to filter with you ("even this shitty robe is cool when you wear it" and stuff like that). you looked at Mihawk, who had just arrived at the meeting, and you immediately noticed a different light in his eyes: was he annoyed? you didn't think he could be jealous.
-immediately, you found yourself in Mihawk's arms. You didn't understand how it happened but now you feel safe, so much so that you sink your face into his fitness torso.
-"if you try to touch her again, I won't hesitate to stick my sword into your body" you hear your boyfriend's voice vibrating through his chest.
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nrhshm · 2 years
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Hello! May I join the sake party too?? I've been pondering about Sanji and Mihawk (seperately) confession hcs, how do you think they may react??
*pours a drink and takes a seat* 🍾 🍻
Welcome traveler! Have a seat of course!! And here's your drink 🍾🍺
Enjoy the show~👌
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Sanji / Mihawk confession headcannons:
° Reader is gn!
° SFW
° Spoiler free
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Dracule Mihawk:
° The epitome of "knight in shining armor", add a tinge of dark acedamia to it. He's the dark knight, cold and calculating, you might even think he's another cyborg of the Navy, it takes time to crack that stoic exterior. Over time, you will.
° Mihawk will first come to realise his feelings when he sees you trying out his Yoru sword, swinging it like a darn profesional. He never knew you had a knack with handling swords! And he's a world class swordsman for gods sake!!
° By all means, anyone touching his belongings would never see the light of day again, but with you he just... couldn't. Slight redness begin to dust his cheeks, lips parted, world casted away as his eyes fix on you and ONLY you, he watches in admiration.
° Upon realization, he'd become very cautious, examining the situation from all angles. How would this eventually end? Is it the right time? Would it put you in more danger?? And most importantly, do you reciprocate his feelings?
° He'd start with the simplest approaches. Starts calling you "Darling", holds your hand much longer. If you're not next to him, his golden eyes would pierce through the crowd to find yours. When you two make eye contact, he quickly shifts away, the brim of his hat darkening his features. You'd probably fail to notice the bashful smile that he fails to hold back.
° *INSERT DRAMATIC MUSIC* You are being chased by bandits, slightly injured, but you can move. Those bastards are closing in on you, and you're trying your best to push yourself further, with no avail. It takes a second and the footsteps are suddenly gone. Familiar bulky arms wrap around your waist, lifting you up bridal style.
"A-Ah Mihawk! I can walk-"
"You're injured." His tone is unlike what you've seen before, eyes filled with bloodlust and murder, someone had the atrocity to hurt you? And get away with it? Not on his watch.
° The hinting process would take time, and if you're "a normal human being"-ly smart enough you'd quickly catch on. But if you're a wattpad y/n, then it'll take you or him getting cursed to your deathbeds and barely breathing out a desperate weak confession to knock some sense into you. Probably.
° The top of the castle, the moon directly above you, candles set in the perfect position. So traditionally arranged, Mihawk had it all planned out, he wants to make it as memorable as possible. His confession will probably sound like a wedding vow, but you're probably used to his slang by now.
° "Somewhere in my heart, beyond the walls of my pride, are raging feelings I don't know how to describe. Y/n darling, if I could have only one wish, stay by my side. For I swear on my soul and life that I would put your happiness above everything I consider valuable in this world. I will protect you even if it means tearing apart my own dignity, even if it means burning my own swords, or severing my own title. My love, will you accept me as your one and only? As your first and last? The luckiest man that'll have the chance to call you "mine"? Be mine, y/n. I love you."
° To summarise what I said, imagine an emo victorian version of Howl.
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Sanji:
° Ah the infamous Prince of Moronica (*Zoro quotes*). This unique human being prioritises females above every morale in his life. He ravishes them with compliments, cooks them the finest meals, spends most of his "trying-to-find-ship-resources" time at flowershops, choosing the most fitting bouquet for his new eye catcher.
° You soon joined the crew. And with everyone's seemingly warm welcomes, Sanji's was the most expressive. You watched in amusement as his feet whirled like a tornado, scurrying from one female to another, then back to you.
"Aahhh Y/n-chwannn!!! Looking as BEAUTIFUL as ever today!!" He is truly your biggest cheerleader, of sometimes... absolutely no reason.
° But things in due course mutate, it would take a bit, but he'll eventually become aware of his sudden change in behaviour. The usual fanboying over Nami and Robin, or any other lady he meets still prevails. Not you though, not anymore.
° A relaxed subtle smile, a silent occasional daydreaming, serene gestures. Sanji doesn't desperately fawn over you anymore, doesn't give off his heart eyes when they land upon your figure. He doesn't even lash out at Zoro when you're next to him. No, this time it's geniune. This time it's REAL.
Vinsmoke Sanji of the Strawhat Pirates, has undoubtedly, hopelessly, fallen inlove with you.
° Your mere presence was as calming as the clear sky, your words instantly soothe him to the core. You make him forget all about his constant routine of anger. Instead of rushing around and showering you with praise, Sanji now converses deeply with you. You can talk to him about anything, whether it's the theory of darwin or that rock you recently found near the shore. Sanji is all ears, watching you in up-most fondness, eyes calm and relaxed, visually tracing the beautiful outline of your face.
° His feelings keep developing, he just doesn't know what to do!! Yes he's an expert with women. Yes he courted other ladies before and knows exactly how to approach the situation. But this is just- new, different. This never involved true authentic emotions!
° It takes a slip-by hint from Brook and a tough "advice" from Nami for the loverman to finally take action. Similar to Mihawk, his go-to plan is antiquity. He prepares a date night, setting up a suitable atmosphere for the rosy background he decorated, cooking his best dishes and placing down two elegant cups of red wine, he lets out a proud grin at his big accomplishment.
° The date starts well, surprisingly. The quiet chatter between you both, glasses clicking together, plates of juicy steakfries steaming profusely. Steak-!! Watch out for Luffy.
° Plates crashing, chairs thown into oblivion. Luffy leaps onto the table like a predator, devouring anything meat-able he gets his hands on. The poor boy has been hungry for hours, whilst his cook was busy preparing for his big night. You watch in surprise, your attire drenched in sauce and wine. On the other hand, Sanji was fuming, wet eye corners and grinding teeth. Luffy just ruined his most valuable moment, he wanted nothing but to shout, punch that idiot of a captain for his stupid shenanigans.
° You laugh, unexpectingly loving this whole scenario. And Sanji watches in awe, your laugh pacifying his whirlwind of rage. Next thing you know, Luffy is dragged away by his scolding navigator, and again you and Sanji are left alone.
° This was the perfect moment, and he won't waste it a second time. He contemplates his choice of words. What should he begin with? His years of mastering pick up lines should come in handy right now! He should start with a suave, profesional preamble.
Regardless, the only thing that came out of his mouth, was a three-worded phrase.
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"I love you."
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(I may have went a bit overboard with sanji-)
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usopps-devotee · 6 months
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Bad news after throwing out the Mihawk x Bunny Rabbit (or however you wanna call it) idea, my thoughts are continuously about random snippets of their lives together pre and post-starting a weird romance. For example, before they start dating but while Mihawk is planning on courting them, he’s fiercely protective of the little nickname he’s given them. To them, it’s a source of exasperation to him him? That’s the first thing he ever gave them, no matter how sarcastic and reading it was initially.
So when Shanks’s crew shows up on the island for a spell and the red-haired partier hears Mihawk refer to you as a rabbit (“I assure you, Little Rabbit, these pirates aren’t the sort you should bother interacting with”), it goes downhill.
The way he calls you Honey Bunny is lighthearted and jokish but there’s no malice in it. You almost entirely don’t mind it at all and don’t put up the scowl you do when Mihawk calls you anything similar, instead gladly grabbing more drinks or popping down to sit and hear him regale his stories.
Meanwhile, Mihawk is glaring absolute thunderstorms at the old frenemy — how dare he use a discount version of his name for you?!? If he ever chooses to confront Shanks about it, it’s very quiet, quick, and final. Shanks, of course, is anything but intimidated. If anything, he’s amused and almost wants to stay indefinitely to see how this pans out. But he does promise to never use a bunny-related nickname ever again. ….Might make a quick joke about if the two of y’all are doing anything like rabbits, tho, wink wink. When he’s safely on the ship, sailing away.
i love the nickname Honey Bunny, one of the quickest ways to make me melt for sure.
Seeing Mihawk jealous has got to be one of the funniest things, he gets that you are innocent-looking and extraordinarily sweet but that doesn't mean that Shanks can just steal the carefully crafted pet name Hawk has for you. that goes double for the unnecessary spin he placed on it. hovering over you more if the redhead is near, he's more worried about him imprinting on you than shanks trying to steal you from him.
now if you happen to overhear him correcting his frenemy's behavior, it's actually quite cute. if looks could kill, shanks would have been killed about a baker's dozen times if not more. his words are cut-throat but most importantly laced with love and affection for you. he just wants to keep you safe above all else.
as for the last joke, you swear he reached back for Yoru for a second before changing his mind. You would have thought that he was angry if it wasn't for the mad blush across Mihawk's face, he hopes to get there one day but for now, he's taking his time with you. after all he's not the best or most experienced when it comes to these kinds of things.
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