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An scenario: Drake shows his dinosaur form to his s/o and they are not scared in the least (which Drake feared), just surprised. They look at the dino eyes and they see his lover,fierce but kind. And when he turns into the half form,they kiss him and they are fascinated with the reptilian skin

X Drake worried about showing his Allosaurus Form to his s/o

It was during times like this that X Drake hated himself more than ever, knowing that the day would come when his beloved would become curious enough to ask about his Devil Fruit.Many people who’d consumed said fruits were often well-known for their particular abilities, flaunting them at every opportunity and relying on them as often as possible. Not Drake. Drake didn’t usually transform, so not many people knew the truth as to what particular ability he possessed. The Red Flag’s battle skills as both a swordsman and a wielder of the axe were more than enough to fend off most foes, along with his savage reputation as a high-profile member of the Worst Generation and a traitor of the Marines.It wasn’t that he hated his Devil Fruit. On the contrary, Drake genuinely enjoyed being able to become an Ancient-Type Zoan, an Allosaurus specifically… but it was a power intended for death and destruction, and as a man who adored his partner and wanted to change this world for them, it wasn’t something he was terribly keen on telling them about. After all, there was every reason to assume his beloved would fear his transformed state.Fangs of ivory that were long and sharp as kitchen knives. Jaws that could crunch through a man’s body as though one was merely biting into an apple. Hot breath that billowed like smoke from a dragon’s maw and furious red eyes that burned with mad, predatory light. The rugged hide coating his form could stop a foolish blade in its tracks, and the powerful legs of the therapod could easily trample a small crowd beneath it’s clawed feet… No. Drake was not keen on showing his monstrous side to his partner. His own father had made sure to put fear into his son from an early age, using his superior size, strength and violence to intimidate and subjegate his own family. The thought of his saurian form causing that same terrified expression he’d seen in his mother’s face on his beloved’s was a pain that Drake wasn’t sure he could honestly handle.“Please, Drake. I trust you more than anybody else in this world, so please, stop being afraid of showing me your Devil Fruit. I know that you would never hurt me and it doesn’t change who you are. Not to me.”“That’s exactly where you’re wrong.” Drake stiffens at the sudden touch of their hand on his cheek, the soothing touch of warm skin against his own being enough to shake him out of his stubborn reverie. Their eyes, so sure and trusting gazed up with an intensity against his own of cornflower blue, and it’s with a reluctant sigh that the Red Flag gives in, stepping back while holding up a hand to indicate they must remain exactly where they are standing.He watches their expression carefully as he transforms, hair receding and flowing back into a red-gold mane reminiscent of feathers. His jawline lengthens, teeth changing into the killer fangs of the beast. His blue eyes yellow and deepen, the irises becoming warped and bloodshot as the surrounding flesh changes from pale tan to green...Slowly, slowly, his height increases, his form casting his beloved standing before him in shadows as he towers to his full height of nineteen feet. His tail lashes to maintain balance, long and as powerful as the axe he wields in battle, and it’s with an earth-shaking thump that his clawed foot hits the ground.”Wow… wow. I didn’t expect for you to be an Ancient Zoan, Drake! This is amazing… you’re beautiful…” his partner breathes softly, carefully taking a step forwards to approach the imposing creature now standing before them. Lifting their hand much like Drake had done only moments ago, they move carefully as Drake’s reptillian head turns to follow their movements, maintaining that predatory stare all the while. They don’t look afraid or seem threatened at all, and Drake can scarcely believe it when their warm palm reaches his scarred chin this time, deft fingers roving over the soft-yet-tough scales... “It feels pebbly, but nice...” he listens them say as they can’t take their eyes off him, and it’s with a rumbling purr that Drake settles down on his muscular haunches, allowing his partner easier access to his muzzle. His eyes, small in comparison to the rest of his gigantic skull crinkle and close at the sensations, the Allosaurus content to focus on those roving hands petting his face… but then he open his eyes again, feeling soft lips pressing against where his cheekbone would normally be.”Your eyes… they have changed, but I can still see it’s you in there, Drake. They have the same warmth and kindness too,” he hears them say, and in that moment, Drake is grateful for his saurian form, his green scales hiding the blush that would surely be all too obvious on his human face.

Edit: It’s not my picture but I liked it enough to add. Hope this makes up for the lack of hybrid form mentioned, anon!

#anonymous #op headcanons #one piece headcanons #x drake #diez drake #Another old ask but I hope you like it if you are still around anon #I had a hard time with this one admittingly #Because Drake probably doesn't actually use this form much?#I mean it's fucking scary #So digging around in Drake's thought process was fun yet tough since there's so little on the guy so far #I didn't include the hybrid form sorry #I don't know enough about it yet #Who would hug an Allosaurus I would

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