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hello! i just wanted to drop by and say that everyone is doing an amazing job on this event! each one of the posts is well-written and fun to read! ❤✨thanks for contributing to the fandmon with such posts!

<3 than you so much We all had so much fun and thank you, we are glad you enjoyed <3

-Mod franky-

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Ik requests are closed, but is any Usopp fics coming out? Just curious (that man needs more love). (What abt Kid and Law?)

Hi! everything that was written has already been posted! but feel free to check through the masterlists or check out the authors blogs : D

-Franky

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@bepoprotectionsquad requested

Could I please request some headcanons or maybe a drabble with Izou x reader x Thatch?

At first I was like: no ideas, head empty, just want my boys. But then I tried brainstorming and I came up with this idea: the WBP have stopped at a port or whatever and Thatch and Izou and their partner are supposed to be meeting up for a date after they’ve all gotten their individual stuff handled— but the reader shows up at the appointed meet up point, twenty minutes late…and they have a box of rescued kittens they refuse to put down.

Thank you in advance and I adore all of you! I am handing each of you a fancy coffee beverage made exactly to your tastes. It is virtual coffee but it still comes with a +2 energy boost.

My favorite cook and mr. Gorgeous in a polyship with reader? Oh yes please. Then a suggestion with kittens? You are speaking to my heart, so I had to take this. I love Izo, I love Thatch and I love cats (kittens). I guess that is a good combination for some fluff. At least that is how it turned out.

This was written by Didi [@usopp-writes]

Enjoy <3

Thatch x Izo x GN reader (polyship) SFW Word count: 1,466

You were so excited to hear you would soon hit land and be able to get some time off. It’d been a while since you last had the chance to actually have some time off on an island, as the ones you’d been on the past few times, was more of you leaving one of your boyfriends to buy whatever you needed, as they had to make a quick in and out. The islands hadn’t been safe for you to explore on your own or with your boyfriends. Even they had to be cautious, when walking around and get supplies for the ship and the few individuals that needed things.

This time, however, you landed on an island protected by Whitebeard and you would wander around with almost no care. It made you smile and bounce around, quickly finishing all of your duties, so you could plan what to get and do.

“Someone is exited.” Thatch chuckled and pulled you into a hug, kissing your head softly. Izo looked at the two of you, a soft smile grazing his painted lips. He knew how hard it’d been for you to stand behind, watching them leave the ship, not knowing if they would return unharmed or that the crew would have to go and get them back. It hadn’t been easy for him or Thatch to leave you behind either, seeing your disappointed face, when it was told only commanders could hit land.

“Do you know how many things I need to get?” You looked up at him, a smile on your lips. “I haven’t been able to get my two amazing boyfriends a gift in like forever.”

“Aww, aren’t you sweet? Well, actually, Izo and I had an idea. What about a date night? Just the three of us, away from our family. You let us plan it and we can meet you at the ship around dinner time?” Thatch smiled.

You smiled brightly and nodded. That was a wonderful idea. A date night, just the three of you. Sure, you had date nights or days on the ship, but there was always someone around, either disrupting your date or ending it abruptly. Most of the time it hadn’t been on purpose, but the mood changed and ruin the date a little. You really craved a nice date without anyone else around than the two men holding your heart.

“It’s settled then, darlings. I’ll let Marco know.” Izo said, as he came to stand next to you, placing a soft kiss on Thatch’s cheek and yours. You smiled, loving the affection both gave. Thatch was handsy than Izo, but you didn’t feel like one loved you more than the other. You’d accepted their love language and they had accepted yours. It had been hard to balance at first, but now you were mastering it.

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When the ship hit land, you left the ship, excitement shown in your walk. Even if Izo and Thatch had been doing some shopping for you, you had kept it to the bare minimun and you had even tried to use less of things you had almost run out of, just so you wouldn’t burden them too much with this. It did mean you needed a lot of things and a large amount of supplies. It took a while and you had to walk back to the ship twice, because you couldn’t have more things in your hands. You went through everything on your list, pleased to see that there were only a few tings you couldn’t get here that hadn’t been crossed out. They weren’t essential stuff either, you could go out without them for a long while, but since you’d been doing a list of things needed, you’d included everything, so you wouldn’t have to make it from scratch again another time.

After bringing the last of your supplies onto the ship, you noticed you still had a lot of time to spare and you knew just what to do with it. In your shopging spree, you’d seen a small café with some delicious sweets on display and you wanted to treat yourself something nice. You went there and enjoyed the treat. It wasn’t as amazing as Thatch’s, but it was delicious nevertheless.

You spend so much time at the café that you were getting late for the date with your boyfriends. Quickly you left the place and went on your merry way back to the ship, where you would be picked up by the two amazing men. The mere thought of the date made you smile brightly and you were skipping around instead of walking normally. Everyone you passed could tell you were happy and in a very good mood.

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“Where are they?” Izo tapped his arm in annoyance.

Thatch looked around, getting a little nervous. You were late, something he hadn’t expected from you. Sure, you could sometimes be a few minuts late, even Izo had been 5 minutes late today, which was expected, but now it’d been like 15 minutes since you were supposed to be here. Had something happened to you? He couldn’t imagine it, the island was safe and he hadn’t picked up that there could be any danger to them. The people here would have warned them if there were, so where were you?

A huff escaped Izo’s lips, as he hated to wait long and this was definitely a long wait for him. If you didn’t show up soon, he would snap at you once you did and the date night would be ruined. This could put a small strain on your relationship for a while.

You came rushing towards them, a large box held gently in your arms. “I’m so sorry for being late. I just had to do something.” You apologized to Izo mostly, as Thatch was just relieved to see ou unharmed.

“And what was more important than our date?” Izo was dangerously anoyed at this point.

You opened the box. “I was on my way back, when I came across this box.” You started to explain. Izo and Thatch looked into the box and saw five kittens in it, all shaken up a little from how you’d run with them in the box, shaking them around, but else fine.

“I tried to see if someone would adopt them, but no one even wanted to look at them.” You sounded as if you were closed to tears at this point. “They are just babies in need of a home and love. Can we keep them?” You now looked at your boyfriends, eyes pleading.

Thatch let out a sigh, knowing you had a big heart and a soft spot for animals. “Honey, you know it will be difficult. Stefan and Kotasu would have to accept them and even then Oyaji has the last word.”

Your face dropped a little, making Thatch feel awful for saying anything. At this point, the kittens started to mewl and move around. Izo picked one up and it started to lick and suck on his finger.

“Seems like they’re hungry. At least we can feed them and try help finding a home for them after dinner?” He looked at Thatch, knowing that like him, the cook couldn’t take it when anyone – animal of humanoid – were starving.

“Fine. I’ll just get some milk and tuna so we can feed them.” Thatch gave in.

When he got onto the ship, he ran into Marco, who was in the kitchen, making some coffee for himself. Quickly he told the other commander what was up and the Phoenix followed Thatch to the harbor, wher eyou and Izo were waiting. The two of you were petting the kittens, trying to calm them, while Thatch was getting them something to eat.

A soft chuckle left Marco, as he squatted down to pick up one of the kittens that had jumped out of Izo’s arms. “Don’t worry little fella. You’ll get something to eat now and then a home, yoi.” He then proceeded to help you, Izo and Thatch with feeding the hunry little kittens, before placing them back in the box.

“You three should enjoy your date. I’l take care of these five, yoi.” Marco said before taking off with the box and kittens.

You looked longingly after them, but Izo grabbed your arm. “You’ll see them tomorrow and the day after. I think Marco has grown fond of them already.” He said.

Thatch smiled, picked up the basket that had been at Izo’s feet the entire time. “I guess they could help with keeping rats out ofour home. Come, honey and gorgeous. It’s time for us to start our date.” With that, the three of you walked off for a picnic near the beach and some star gazing afterwards.

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Whoever started this rise up of Kidd love, I love you forever! If anyone isn’t annoyed at this point, can I please request one where his gf or smth gets jealous?? I literally just saw the reveal of the kidd pirates and like??? They have like 6 WOMEN on the crew?!? That’s badass af ❤️🥰 But anyway, this just popped in my head

requested by: anon written by: lemon (@eustasssimp) a/n kid propaganda forever

Eustass Kid x GN reader

SFW Prompt: Jealousy hcs wc: 0.4k

After he loses his arm, Kid is so petty when he’s jealous. He wraps an arm around you, sucks hickies into your neck, while making direct eye contact with whoever it was who made him jealous, makes extra sure to smear his lipstick on you when he kisses you.

He also gets jealous really easily, the smallest things could set him off. You say thank you to a cashier in a cheery tone, and they thank you back with an equally cheery tone? Kid is grabbing you by the hand, tugging you away from them grumbling the whole time.

Again, he’s so petty. The red-head will be mocking the cashier the rest of the day, rest of the week even about how he was ‘so obviously hitting on you’ with every scoff you could imagine.

He doesn’t doubt your loyalty but losing his arm sparked some insecurities in him that he hasn’t figured out how to deal with. Going from the man with the most confidence in the world, to losing his arm and having to rebuild that swagger he had cultivated, there was room enough for insecurities to settle in him.

It’s misplaced frustration, lashing out from anger or irritation is how he handles most emotions the first time he feels them. He knows this, knows he’s being petty, but he can’t help it- there’s no way he’s letting anyone misunderstand your relationship status

He’d try to bring in sneaky ways of showing you’re with him, painting your nails or lips to match his, throwing his coat on you more readily than he would before, suggesting you two get matching tattoos of his jolly roger.

Getting Kid to get over his jealousy, at least whatever it was that made him jealous that day, would take a lot of in-private babying, honestly. Doting on him, cooing softly about how strong he his, how much you love him while you sit on his lap or lay beside him.

Running your fingers through his hair or along his chest is the fastest way to get this angry hulk of a man to calm down in any capacity,

NSFW he also would probably want to fuck the daylights out of you, making it so everyone on the ship, hell even everyone on the whole island, can hear you moaning out his name. There’d be lots of hickies and bite marks that not even the tallest turtleneck could hide, making sure that no one mistakes that you’re with him. He’d look at them with that prideful smirk the next day, moving to plant kiss on each one when you wake up the next morning.

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There's just not enough content with Franky! Could I request Frank spending some sweet, intimate time with his s/o please?

requested by: anon

written by: lemon ( @eustasssimp )

Franky x GN reader

SFW Prompt: Quality time with s/o wc: 0.6k

- Spending time with Franky often means working together, working on separate things. He loves having you near by as he tinkers away at his latest invention, talking to you about what he’s doing and why, and what he hopes will comes from his latest creation.

- Similarly, he enjoys having you sit in his lap while he draws up new plans. Franky would ask you for your opinion on the design, letting you add little designs and knickknacks to the decoration of it all. You could pick the color, add the tiniest little Jolly Roger, and Franky would be calling it the both of your inventions because you “helped design it”

- Franky would invite you to go with him to shop for supplies, only letting you push the cart when it was empty, and then opting to point out what things he needs for you to put in the cart for him. He’s a chaotic cart pusher (though super respectful towards employees), and running to hardware stores with him always is a hoot and hollerin’ time.

- The cyborg loves having you with him while he works, but what he loves even more is if you’re working on your own thing while he’s working on his. Whether it’s any form of drawing, pottery, music, writing, making jewelry or clothes, you name it and he’ll be happy you let him be around while you work.

- Franky would ask questions and engage with you about your hobbies and interests as much as you do his, and it’s the perfect opportunity for you two to geek out over your respective hobbies and interests. He loves seeing you talk about your passions, and is really good about how to egg you on and talk about them.

- One of his love languages is definitely quality time, and he never takes the time you two spend together for granted. He knows that sometimes working on things you love can be vulnerable, personal, and private, so if you’re open to letting him into your little creative world he shows his appreciation by doing the same.

- The cyborg loves learning about new things, so hearing you talk about what you’re doing or how you do it. If you two work alongside each other for long enough, eventually you’ll both know the lingo and have the basic skills to do each other’s work, which just would lead to more collaboration and opportunity to work together.

- Franky isn’t one to shy away from PDA, though he never goes over the top with affection, you can expect him to pull you in for a kiss occasionally, or to plant one on your head while he’s listening to you talk. If he feels like you’re too far away, he’d wait for you to get to a stopping moment on your project before pulling you to his lap, making up an excuse that he needs an extra pair of eyes while he works.

- He exudes love and pride of you, so if you two were spending time together on deck with the rest of the crew, he talks loudly enough that everyone could hear his praise of your work, of how the colors turned out or how that stitching looks.

- Franky loves talking about any and everything when he’s with you, so your conversations really swing all over the place. From talking about silly, yet somehow deep, things like aliens, or recalling your past (for better or not), to trying to figure out that the cloud looks like a giraffe- no, it looks like that Kaku guy doesn’t it?, talking with Franky never gets old.

- He has the emotional range to be silly, serious to the point that it is silly, or being serious and taking you seriously. Franky is really good at reading the room and is good at acting accordingly. Similarly, he’s straightforward and clear with his intentions, so it’s easy for you two slip into an environment that fits the both of you at any time.

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Hello Friends!

I was told writers are allowed to borrow [ask] as well so I wanted to know if someone would be nice enough to write for me? (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

Could I please get headcanons of how Thatch, Marco and Sasaki would react to getting an accidental boner around reader?

Can also just pick one and do a drabble or add more to headcanon style if the idea strikes you.

Thank you so much! o(*////▽////*)q

@secretsnailor

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-It was Ace that pointed it out, of course, it was. - Marco had been sitting at his desk just working on a few things, letting his mind go on a journey when a certain piece of paperwork was so tedious his mind needed a little stimulation. - so when his mind starts to drift to subjects he enjoys far more than his note he can’t help but get a reaction. - Marco has a very vivid imagination after all. - Sat at his desk with a slight edge to his usual lopsided smirk as he thinks about all the things he wanted to do to you. - Ace walks in and see’s that expression, knowing Marco’s mind is in the gutter. - “Hey, Birdbrain, we have a situation on deck.” Ace narrows his eyes and watches as Marco simply gives him a few slow blinks and a heavy sigh as he’s pulled from his pleasant thoughts of spreading your legs and stuffing you full of his cock while you cry out his name. - “Uh, wanna deal with that first?” He nodded to Marco’s crotch while trying to stifle his laughter, watching Marco glance down at the tenting in his pants. - “Well done Ace, it’s just an erection, how old are you yoi?” He rolls his eyes and just adjusts before strolling out. - He leaves his office and steps out into the sun and looks around for what this situation was. - Marco then sees you sat on a crate, your pants rolled up and showing off most of your leg, there’s a big bruise forming and you give him a sheepish look. - “I kinda fell and I don’t think it’s broke but it hurts.” You comment. - Marco suddenly feels warm when he sees it’s you that needs his help, the same person he was just having dirty sordid little fantasies of, and he and his boner aren’t ready to deal with that. - “Ah I just need to get something from my office yoi.” He turns quickly and Ace has this smirk on his face. - “It’s just an erection, how old are you yoi?” Ace mimics back in his best attempt at Marco’s voice. - Marco grumbles and shoves Ace as he heads back into his office leaving you confused.

- Thatch would consider himself a pretty put together individual. - He’s seen and done many things in his time. - He has no idea why his body decided to betray him today. - Thatch read trashy romance novel after trashy romance novel and some had some very spicy scenes in the, so why was his body acting like he was a young man again? - Deep down, he knew the reason, you, and how he secretly felt about you. - it was an emotional as well as physical boner. - When headed to the showers this morning he didn’t expect you to be up as early as him, no one ever was, not unless it was Marco who hadn’t gone to bed yet. - So passing you in the hallway, seeing your wet hair, fresh face, a smile on your lips. - He remembered how he read one novel, in particular, the other night and replaced the lead’s love interest with you and pretended it was about the pair of you. - The things he pictured you both doing. - Lips trailing across every inch of your skin, hands running over your body, the moans and sounds he dreamed of pulling from you. - Your sweet voice uttering his name in hushed whispers, in dire need for him. - He was mortified that you wanted to stand in the hall and converse with him, he tried to tell you he was in a rush, turning and misjudging where the door to the communal showers was he ended up smacking straight into the wall. - Thatch let out a pained sound when his nose made contact with the wall. - He swore he had his shit together, honest. - But as he slumped against the wall, feeling his nose start to bleed a little, a hand over his crotch. - He had some doubts in himself. - “Are you okay? Want me to go get Marco?” you asked, worried, a hand on his back as he simply groaned. - “Gods no.”

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Anon requested

Could I please get nsfw Izou with f or gn reader wearing stockings and a garter belt for him?

Speaking right to my HC for this gorgeous man, so I hope you'll like what I came up with.

This was written by Didi [@usopp-writes]

Enjoy <3

Izo x GN reader NSFW Word count: 1,270

You had been doing some shopping for yourself on the island and had falling in love with some really nice stockings and a garter belt, which would match with most of your outfits. After trying it on and loving how the fabric felt against your skin, how it was fitting perfectly, you bought it. First when you got back to the ship, did you feel nervous, as you had recently started to date Izo. Your heart was still fluttering at the mere thought of you having conquered his heart. However, you hadn’t told him – or showed him – that you liked to wear stockings and garters. Would he like it? Hate it? Cringe at it? You actually didn’t know and it made you feel a little anxious. On the other hand, you also felt that if he couldn’t accept this part of you, it was better to find out sooner than later. It would be hard and heartbreaking, but you couldn’t be with someone that couldn’t accept that part of you.

Putting away your newly bought stuff, you noticed a letter on your desk. It was from yours truly and you felt your heart flutter again. His handwriting was so neat and beautiful, the way he curved every letter was telling you he put effort into it. Reading it, you felt excitement building up. He wanted to have a romantic dinner on the ship, just the two of you. You knew that most of the crew would be at land tonight, enjoying the bars and brothels, which left the ship a lot emptier than usual. So spending time with Izo would be a lot more intimate than usual.

After quickly responding back and place the letter in his room – you were allowed to enter it without him there – you started to get ready for the date. Showering and dressing nicely, even doing a little more self-care than you did on a daily basis, and you felt ready. You’d decided to wear your new stockings and garter. It was tonight or never.

“You look beautiful, darling.” Izo greeted you, when he opened his door for you. He himself was as breathtaking as usual, wearing his most gorgeous kimono, hair perfect with a hair pin added and his make-up flawless as always.

You smiled happily at him. “And you look as stunning and breathtaking as always, even more.” You complimented him back, earning a warm smile and a thank you, before he took your arm ad guided you into his room, closing and locking the door behind him.

Dinner was lovely – he’d made it himself – and you felt like you could fly. Izo was perfect in many ways, you just hoped you could live up to his image, but when he looked at you, eyes shining with love and compassion, you knew he felt you were perfect for him.

After dinner, you found your lips locked with his. You could feel the hunger, the desire and need in the kiss and it did wake the same feelings inside of you. Even if it was just his lips, you couldn’t help, but getting aroused. The way he kissed you, you knew where it was going. You would soon enough discard your clothes, his hands would wander over your body, making you shiver. He would drag you into the world of pleasure, on a level you had never known to exist before getting together with him. Izo was very skilled when it came to please you.

As the thought settled, you started to feel a little nervous. He would soon see your stockings and garter. How would he react? You partly regretted putting them on now. If he didn’t like it, it would ruin what had been a wonderful date so far.

“Something wrong, darling?” Izo asked, as he pulled away, having felt your mood change lightly.

“Well … “ You started, blushing heavily. “I’m just nervous; because I put something on that I’m not sure what you would think about.”

He smiled reassuring to you. “If you like it and feel comfortable wearing it, I’m sure I’ll like it. After all, the sexiest thing about you is your confidence.”

You blushed even more now, but didn’t get time to respond, as his lips were once more on yours, now even hungrier. His hands started to undress you and you felt how eager he was to find out what you were wearing. It made you love him even more and you relaxed a little more. Your hands wandered over his chest, the bare skin you could see and feel. Already this early on in your relationship, you’d learned he preferred to undress himself, giving you a little show while doing so and you were hooked on it.

Before you realized it, you were stripped down, so he could see your stockings and garter belt. Still blushing, you watched him, as his eyes wandered over your legs and hips, the hunger and desire in them burning brighter. Your heart skipped a beat at the gaze he was sending you and heat spread faster through you.

“My, my. I need a matching pair for his set. Care to take me to the shop tomorrow?” His tone was dripping with lust, making you shiver.

When his words settled in your mind, you lifted your brows in mild confusion. He leaned down, hovering over you, making you lie down on your back. His hand moving up your leg, his eyes locked with yours. The stare and his hand turned you on even more and you made a mental note to wear lingerie every day, now that you could see it turned him on. You loved the look in his eyes, loved how he looked at you as if you were the most delicious thing in the entire world.

“Oh? I would love to. They had a love of nice lingerie there.” You were happy at his reaction to you wearing this.

“Maybe we can get something else matching. I would love to know that underneath our clothes we match. Also, you look extremely sexy in this, darling. It’ll be hard to keep my hands off you, knowing what you’re wearing underneath.” He purred lightly, before capturing your lips once more.

It seemed you had discovered a kink of his and frankly, you loved it. The image of him wearing stockings made you groan into the kiss. Your mind was starting to run wile with images of him in lingerie, how good it would look on his lean, yet muscular body. How his pale complexion would stand out in different colors, while other colors would embrace it.

“Keep the stockings and the garter on, while I’ll turn you into a moaning mess underneath of me. I love this so much.” His hands went further up, making you pant heavily. It seems he knew exactly how to rile you up with just his words and gaze.

Looking at him, you could clearly see his arousal, the tent in his kimono was very visible and you licked your lips, hungry for the dessert. It didn’t matter if he wore lingerie tonight; you just wanted to be fucked into oblivion by this man. You knew that next time he would wear something sexy and beautiful, which did make you look forward to all the days to come with him.

“You’re the one undressing me, so it’s up to you.” You smirked, though loving the idea of his. It seemed that your date would end with you leaving his room sore, but utterly satisfied. Well, that is, if you left his room at all.

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@thegrandlinesimp requested

Throwing one last one in, it’s pretty self indulgent. No no, not for me, for YOU. Yes, all you lovely writers!

I wanna hear how you think your favourite character(s) cuddle (or “sleep in the same bed as” if you can’t see them cuddling) their s/o! Scenario or headcanon, doesn’t matter, I wanna hear how you think they cuddle!

It can be anyone, I’m asking for YOUR faves! Take a moment to indulge lovelies 🥰

Thank you thinking about us and letting us do some self indulging. I know my fellow writers really could use that and we should self indulge now and then. Now he hard part comes, though. Which of my many favorite characters should I write? XD It took some time, but I finally decided who to write. This became more of HC about how they show affection, but there are cuddles in there too, because CUDDLES.

This was written by Didi [@usopp-writes]

Enjoy <3

Haruta, Zoro, Whitebead and Garp x GN reader (separately) SFW Word count: 962

Haruta

When you’re alone, he’ll lean against you, holding your waist and placing his head on your chest.

Whenever you’re sitting next to each other – mostly when eating together – he’ll sit as close as possible and you can feel his hand on your thigh now and then.

Haruta loves to come up to you and hug you for a long while, before letting go. He’s very physical affectionate.

Cuddling on deck is a common activity for the two of you.

Pillow and blanket hugger. When you sleep in same bed as him, you either get used to it being warm due to all the pillows and blankets or that he steals your stuff.

If you don’t mind it warm, he’ll hold you close to his body at first, but then shift position and becomes the little spoon.

He loves feeling you next to him and he will hold your arm or get your fingers tangled, just to be able to be closer to you.

He often suffers from insomnia and will wake up after a few hours and get up, but make sure to tug you in, so it feels as if he’s’ still there.

Will come back in the early morning to snuggle and cuddle with you again. He might even fall asleep again.

On nights he has been able to sleep through, you’ll wake up with him half-way on top of you. He’s very clingy at night.

Zoro

Is too busy training to show any affection during the day, though can be talked into a hug.

Loves it when you sit next to him when he’s napping. His arm will be draped around you if you do.

Isn’t one to initiate PDA or to hug you, but on the other hand doesn’t mind when you do.

He will, however, more than often give your shoulder a soft pat or squeeze your hand for a brief moment, as to tell you he’s still there for you.

Doesn’t care if you sleep in same bed or not, but definitely likes it more that you are in his bed than not in it.

Will be the big spoon, holding you protectively in his arms.

If you face him, he’ll kiss you and pull you as close to him as possible.

He will make sure you’re comfortable before falling asleep.

The entire time he’s sleeping next to you, he’ll be holding you in one way or another. He’s extremely protective over you and just wants to make sure you feel safe with him.

He gets up way before you, but will tug you in properly, so you get enough rest.

Whitebeard

Once you’re done with all your work, he expects you to come to him and sit on his lap.

He’ll gently shield you from his ‘sons’ with his arm, before listening to how your day has been.

Will lift you up to give you kisses all over your face.

For a man his size, he is rather gentle with you, making sure you are safe around him, when he showers you in his love and admiration.

You’ll feel a hand gently patting your head or a finger rubbing your back, whenever he feels the need to touch you in some way.

Doesn’t care what others (his ‘sons’) thinks about all the attention and affection he showers you in and it’s a lot. Be prepared for him lifting you up and place you on his shoulder when he feels the need to feel you close.

At night, you’ll be placed on top of him, just above his heart. You can hear it beating underneath you, a steady beat that will help you drift off.

His hand is placed above you, being your blanket.

He’ll make sure you’re comfortable and will go to the end of the world to make you comfortable, as long as you’re right next to him that is.

You’ll feel him all around you all the time during the night, due to him using his Haki unconsciously, so he knows you’re with him when he wakes up.

Garp

Surprise hugs and face nuzzled into your shoulders are to be expected. He can’t help but love to annoy you with it, because he knows you do like the attention he gives you.

Will make you sit on his lap, while he makes his reports or whenever he feels like it, sometimes feeding you crackers.

He doesn’t care if you have done your work or not. When he wants to spend time with you, he’ll just order someone else to finish your work.

Is definitely the one acting like a child when he wants to cuddle or snuggle with you and he will pout if you deny him your time and affection.

At night, he’ll first lie in bed face to face with you, admiring your beauty, while gently stroking your back and having your legs tangled together.

He’ll make sure to caress your entire body before you get to sleep. It’s his way to shower you in love and make sure you relax and feel good before sleep takes you.

Will then pull you close to his chest, making you feel safe and secure.

Don’t expect to sleep in his arms all night. He tosses around a lot in his sleep.

Sometimes you’ll wake up on him, while he holds you tightly.

Will spend some time in the morning with you in bed, cuddling close and give you a soft start of the day, no matter how busy the day will be.

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May I please request for some yandere marco, where his zoan kinda takes over during rut season (mating season) thank you!

Marco x GN Reader N/SFW TW: Yandere - n/ncon - dark themes - monster fucking- breeding kink [no mentions of pregnancy/female body implications] don't like don't read Word Count: 1,600 Request fulfilled by @cyborg-franky

He stood over you with his eyes narrowed. His smirk never left his face. The jovial chuckle escaped his lips as he loomed. His talons scratched along the wooden floor as he did so. Using one to pin you down, the sharp points dig into you painfully. Red marks appeared on your shirt where he had pierced your skin and caused you to bleed.

The fear you felt stopped all signals of pain rushing to your brain. You opened and closed your mouth as your commander pressed even harder, blood rushing out the pinpricks at a faster rate. Marco had always seemed so kind, so nice that you’d never have thought you’d have ended up as his prey.

You wished the room was pitch black to avoid seeing the ugly twisted look on his face. His tail lit up the entire room. The brilliant golden hue which gave much hope was robbing you of any grace in the situation.

“Did you think you could get away from me?” Marco asked, the condescension clear as day in his voice as he lifted off his large, clawed foot.

“Marco….”

“Now, now, don’t grovel. It should be an honour that the phoenix even wants someone as weak as you as its mate yoi.” He wrapped a claw around your ankle when you tried to shuffle back out of his grasp.

Dragging you back along the floor roughly, making it hurt more than needed. You could feel tears prick the corner of your eyes. Your body trembled as Marco let out a sigh. You hated how you seemed more like an inconvenience than anything.

“Please!”

“Please what?”

You didn’t know, you just whimpered and shook your head. The phoenix clicked his tongue before he was on you. Blue eyes stared into yours with an intensity you couldn’t withstand, you closed your eyes. You felt his hand on your throat, feeling his lips trailing up your neck.

“My perfect little mate yoi.”

His words weren’t making any sense to you, he seemed so unhinged, feral… then it clicked, he was a zoan type devil fruit, the user. His humanity had taken a backseat while his animal side had come out from hiding. You whimpered when he moved once more, his sharp claws made short work of your clothes.

Catching your skin as the fabric ripped apart, he didn’t seem concerned about the lines of red he’d created along your shivering skin as he tilted his head from one side to the other, fully admiring what was laid bare for him.

His pupils blown wide, his normally comforting lopsided smile was gone, replaced with that horrid grin as he started to remove his sash, casting it aside along with his decorative belt, you winced when you heard the metal clang on the floor.

Somehow that was the thing that fully solidified your current situation in your mind. The bell that tolled for you. Your sniffling was starting to get on his nerves and he clicked his tongue, eyes narrowed with that unwavering smirk.

“Now, now little bird, shhhh.” He cooed with fake sympathy.

You felt something snaking around your ankles, glancing down you saw the glowing tail feathers of your commander as he pinned you down, the glowing appendages spread your legs wide, letting him get settled between them.

“Oh pretty, pretty bird yoi,” Marco said with a trill, his voice taken on an inhuman quality as he rubbed his cock against your entrance, you blinked and wondered why it didn’t feel like you expected.

“Oh? Want to see what’s going to be stuffed into you, mate?”

Marco pulled away enough that you could see his cock, thick and throbbing, a tapered tip. Ridges and bumps all along the shaft. You grimaced when you saw how much precum was pooling around the slit. He chucked at your bewildered expression.

“T-that won’t fit.” You mumbled and tried to close your legs, the glowing tail snapped your legs apart further, a dull ache where your hips connected to the rest of you caused you to consider your next actions.

“That’s not the attitude that’s going to help you.” Marco sighed, nipping along your neck, teeth grazing against your skin as he once again rubbed his cock against your hole.

He was getting drunk off your scent, loving every second your musk filled his senses. This was his mate, the person he desired to be bonded with. He would have preferred a more, willing mate, but that didn’t stop him from wanting you regardless.

“Brace yourself yoi.” That was his only warning, mumbled against your neck as you felt the thinner part of his member breach your hole, pushing inside you. You grabbed his shoulders, digging nails into his skin.

Blue flicks of flames danced over the nail marks, healing him in an instant. He cooed in your ear, whispering awful, sinful things as he pushed forward, you felt each teasing bump rub against your walls. Your mouth hung open and you gasped when the zoan was fully sheathed.

“I can’t wait to fill you to the brim with my seed little bird.” He sighed, licking down your neck, along your collarbone where he started to sink his teeth, marking you as his own.

“Mar-..Marco…s..stop..” you closed your eyes as you felt his cock stuff you.

You’d never felt so full before, you felt his hips start to move, how he picked up the pace. Slow, measured but brutal, each thrust going as deep as he possibly could. Greedy lips claimed your neck, feeling Marco’s cock expand inside you was a strange feeling.

“Be good for your commander, be a good mate for me yoi.” His breath ticked your ear as his pace picked up.

Unrelenting thrusts, getting faster as he worked himself up more, as your entrance got used to his monstrous cock. He cooed and trilled, feeling at home between your thighs, your tight walls holding him snugly, warm, welcoming, and begging to be bred. At least in his bird brain, he knew deep down it wasn’t possible.

You bit your lip, not wanting to moan, but it was starting to feel good, and you felt ashamed of that fact. You couldn’t help the muffled moans he was pulling from you with every drag of his cock. You arched up, bucking to meet his thrust when he wasn’t going as fast as you’d like.

“Ah getting into it now?” you said nothing, eyes fluttering open to see him gazing down at you.

You shook your head and he laughed at your lies. His arms became wings suddenly, you were mesmerised by the glimmering blue overtaking everything. How he flapped the majestic wings of feather and flame, he didn’t even need to pin you down.

You were still helpless.

The flapping of his wings and thrusting of his hips was doing something for you. Your own head was being clouded with the growing pleasure. You whimpered and moaned when he rocked into you just right. Wings of cool flame cradle your body, adjusting you. He pulled out, only for a moment as he positioned your lower half into the air.

“Presenting like a good mate, I knew you’d be perfect.” Marco chuckled as he slipped back into you with ease this time.

Deeper, so much deeper than before. You could tell you were drooling, lips parted as your breathing got heavy. Moans escaping unchallenged now as your body adapted to the rough fucking, the way he was going to breed you.

Marco couldn’t help but feel pleased, proud of himself for claiming you as his own, his mate. He wasn’t sure how much longer he was going to last but, oh he wanted to fill you full of cum. Fuck his seed as deep inside you as he could.

Words failed you, all you could do was whine and moan out as you could feel your shameful end rushing to meet you. The heat that thrummed through your body as he started to pound in, slowly losing his composure as he was drawing close himself.

“Cum for me pretty bird, cum for your mate yoi.” His voice was smug, you could only imagine the smirk that went with it.

You hated that his filthy words were what got you over that hill, pushing you over the other side, crying out his name, begging, pleading for him to go just a little harder which he obliged, with pleasure. That was it, feeling that tapered tip twisting and twirling in the deepest part of your passage.

Body shuddering, voice shaky you came, and you came hard. Marco chuckled, a delighted sound echoed around the room, wings flapping as he drew close to his limit. He leaned forward as far as he could, seeing your fucked out expression he came, so much hot, thick cum, an inhuman amount was pumped into you.

You felt full, and it just kept going.

When he’d emptied himself inside of you, he slipped his cock out of your abused hole. Marco chuckled and watched the thick cum leak from your body. Wings soon turned back into human arms as he scooped some of the escaped seed and stuffed it back inside.

“Don’t waste my gift to you, tsk, what an ungrateful mate I have.”

You said nothing, you could hear the cruel smile in his tone, not needing to see his smirking face as you struggled to catch your breath. His arms wrapped around your middle, his lips leaving a trail along your body.

“Did you know, most birds mate for life yoi?” His chuckle tickled your skin, the implication of his words disgusting you.

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@itsthefandommash asked: Could I please get sfw Usopp talking excitedly about what plants he's growing and reader wipes dirt of his face

➪ a/n: ahhh I'm so honored to be kicking off such a fun event!!! thought this was such a cute idea that I had to give it a try. I hope you like it! and a big thank you to Bee giving me a whole rundown on flowers for the strawhats - maxx (@sugxrslushy)

➪ details: SFW//Usopp x gn!reader//1k words

The sun sat nestled high in the blue sky, free from any clouds and allowing it to shine its gentle warmth down on the deck. Chopper and Luffy are fishing for tonight's meal as usual, a small umbrella shading the furry creature from the sun, courtesy of Robin. Only a few others are lingering around on deck despite the lack of things to do, majority hiding from the heat. You didn’t think it was too hot out, but you were hiding among the tangerine trees, shielded from the direct heat from the sun.

The sound of someone walking down the stairs piques your interest, the sound of heavy boots thumping against wood follows much lighter steps. You stick your leg out from the hammock just enough to tilt yourself to see. Sanji and Usopp are back from the market, Sanji hauling bags of food behind him with Usopp in tow, holding much less.

He’s beaming with a proud smile, a flower cradled in his arms as if it was his own child. It’s small, merely just a bud, but he holds it like it’s the grandest thing ever. He doesn’t even give a hello to Nami and Robin, both relaxing under the sun, or Luffy, crying out over Sanji’s refusal to feed him at the moment.

Usopp only marches towards his garden, carefully puts the flower down, and races off to find his tools.

You slid out from the hammock, watching him run off to his room with a grin playing at your lips. You pluck a tangerine from the tree, strolling leisurely down towards his garden while peeling off the orange rind. It’s freshly ripe, the smell of the tangerine filling your senses the minute you break the skin. Nami was picky about letting anyone touch them, but they were always the best tasting ones when she’d let you.

“What type of flower is this?” You ask, popping one of the slices of the tangerine in your mouth. Sour but sweet with a deliciously fresh taste.

Usopp stumbles over himself, his head snapping up to find you sitting peacefully by your garden. You don’t dare to touch the flower, too delicate for you to try and you didn’t know enough about flowers to potentially not affect it.

“Oh! Ah- it’s just a small one. A daffodil! The store was having a sale on them.” Usopp slumps down next to you, picking up the flower and handing it to you for a better look. There wasn’t much to see about it yet, still only a bud without any of its pretty canary yellow petals on show.

“I thought you were just getting food with Sanji?” You look over the flower, careful not to spill any dirt on your pants. Your fingers brush against the little bud, still so small and green.

Usopp laughs nervously, his eyes darting towards the flower in your hands. “Well that was the original plan. But I couldn’t help myself, the last winter island wasn’t nice to some of my plants and the ones that were left are getting lonely.” Usopp fondly runs his hands through the many petals and leaves, stopping and cupping a single lonely daffodil in his hand. Its friend had sadly wilted away after the cold trip, a loss Usopp and the daffodil were still mourning, the flower's head bowed in remorse.

“Sanji told me it was a dumb idea,” the nervous laughter returns once again. “But I think he was just annoyed that if I bought a flower he’d have to give me less stuff to hold. But it was something about the price, if they were selling them for that cheap then they must not be able to bloom.”

There’s a fond look in his eyes when he looks down at the struggling bud, holding it with fragile care in his now gloved hands. “But I’m gonna take good care of you, you can count on the great Usopp with that!” He chimes, grinning wide and swiveling around to find his trowel.

You bring knees up to your chest, resting your head and watching him as he works. There’s a precise caution to what he does, carefully avoiding any roots as he digs out a hole for the new flower to make its home. The sun beats down on the two of you but it doesn��t break his concentration, too caught up in his new mission.

You wipe some sweat from your brow, wishing that you were small enough to rest among the towering flowers and their beautiful petals, napping in the curling leaves that would make a perfect bed. Maybe to be a fairy, with the amount of care Usopp put into his flowers you could only dream of having him and his gentle self look after you and your floral friends.

You reach out to touch the flowers, never having spent much time truly looking at his garden. You’d been asked the question he’d welcomed the others into the crew with already, a subtle one of what your favorite flower was. Gladiolus for Zoro who’d pointed out the first flowers he’d seen when asked and alstroemerias for Nami, the tips of their petals bleeding into the same color as her hair. Small white flowers for Sanji that Usopp had quickly corrected you as dog roses, not daisies, sat close to the tall sunflowers Luffy had insisted on, dotting the bases of the long stems.

Robin’s asters were blooming. A dotting canvas or purples and white, occasionally with the blue from Franky’s little borage flowers, their stems intertwined. Brooks morning glories were pretty, alive and well taken care of. In the far corner, balsams for Ace and bellflowers recently added in for Sabo. Usopp had been taking extra care of Ace’s flowers since they all met each other after their time away.

“Where’s Chopper’s?”

“Chopper wanted a cherry blossom tree,” Usopp says as he pats down the dirt around the newly added flower. He worked faster than you remembered. “But that’s not the easiest thing to do. Getting Nami’s tangerine trees onboard was enough of a struggle. But I’m gonna try.” He flashes you a quick smile

“And these are for?”

“You never gave me your favorite flower, so I chose this one.” He laughs shly and brushes away a bead of sweat from his forehead, accidentally smudging dirt against his skin. You tut, holding his face in your hands and gently brushing the dirt from his skin.

“You’re too sweet sometimes, maybe I should try growing some for you.” You laugh lightly, feeling his face heat up against your hand as his face flushes darker. “Daffodils for my darling.” He feels hotter than the sun but doesn’t pull away, the same fond look he had for the flower now for you.

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@effervescenttgirl asked: Hi all! Hope you are doing well! Just wanted to drop in a quick request, could I ask for a Smoker comfort drabble, like reader (fem or gn), isn’t doing too well and he’s trying to make them feel better. Details are up to you, all of you have lovely writing styles, I trust you with the Smoker-deserves-more- fluff agenda. Thanks in advance, and have fun with the rest of the event!

a/n: written by Lale (@childofblackmaria) <3 Tumblr won't let me tag you properly but I hope you see this (Ｔ▽Ｔ) i'm also fully on bord with the Smoker-deserves-more-fluff agenda! down bad for this man. thank you so much for the sweet request, i hope it brings you comfort <3 reader is gn, pronouns were hard to fit in!

word count: 717

(comfort) Smoker with his s/o who has a heavy heart

On some days you just wanted to disappear.

Maybe if you pull up the covers over your head and pretend that the world keeps on spinning without you for a while things will get easier? You knew better that it didn’t work that way but you could still try. There wasn’t anything else you were in the mood to do either, you just wanted to wallow in self-pity for a while, to wring out this heavy heart of yours until all the sadness that made it so heavy was gone again.

You could feel someone tuck on the end of your blanket which only makes you wrap around it tighter. You were neither in the mood nor ready to leave the safety of your blanket cave just yet. The intruder stops and for three seconds it's quiet in the bedroom till a familiar voice speaks up extra loud.

“Well, guess I have to eat this ice cream all by myself now. What a pity…”

You throw back your covers at the speed of light, almost hitting Smoker in the face who was sitting on the edge of the bed, a spoon and a cup of your favorite ice cream from your local ice cream parlor in his hands. He looked grim as usual except there was now a slight smile curling upon his lips, seeing you in all your messy glory, hungry eyes locked at the treasure in his hands.

“Ice cream, you say.”

You rub your puffy eyes as they try to adjust to the sudden brightness of the room and sit up slowly. Your back hurt from all the lying around and from the heaviness that was sitting on your shoulders, you’ve been wearing the same shirt for several days in a row and the amount of cups and glasses on and next to your nightstand is double-digits now. Smoker had seen you far worse but still, you felt a bit ashamed next to him who never seemed to be shaken by anything. You know that he carried his own burden but still, it always seems like he was just too stoic to let sadness creep up on him. You on the other hand…

Smoker gestures to you to scoot over so he can join you in bed and you let him, sinking into his big arms as he pulls you into his lap and throws the covers over your lower body again. He knew you liked it warm and cozy. Without a word he starts scooping big bites of ice cream, feeding you huge chunks of it until the cup is empty and you lean back onto him with a little hum.

“Thank you…”, you mumble into his arms, closing your tired eyes. He grumbles something in the crook of your neck as he plasters your skin with tiny kisses, his beard tickling you so much that you can’t help but giggle softly, your heart feeling a little lighter already. Your lover might not be the best with big words nor exuberant in showing his affection, but you knew he was always there for you, reminding you that he will catch you no matter what. That your heart was safe with him and that you had a home as long as you allowed him to wrap his arms around you, pulling you as close to his chest as he could.

“Now that your sweet tooth is soothed… how about I draw you a warm bath and we get some takeout afterwards? Maybe watch a silly movie together?” – “Can you join me in the bath though?”

You tilt your head back a little to catch Smokers glance. His eyes are resting on you, a veil of softness on his face. The way he looks at you can only be described as full of love and adoration, almost in disbelief about how you could put up with someone like him, someone who had given up on romance a long time ago; until you walked into his life and turned everything upside down. As if he hadn’t done the same to you, cracking you open and letting the light in, never getting tired of you. He leans down and kisses you, softly, a warm smile on his lips.

No matter how heavy your heart gets, at the end of the day Smoker will always be there to catch you. With his big hand resting on the back of your neck, drawing small circles on your skin, you feel like maybe things won’t stay bad forever. Maybe there was still light, a small fire within your heart, shining so bright every time his lips meet yours. You don’t drown in your sorrows anymore, you only float, his hand in yours. Forever, maybe.

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My amazing friends I was wondering if I could please borrow a book for either Robin, Luffy, Marco, Law, Izou and Ace on becoming immortal with their s/o and the interesting ways they find out they are immortal. Angst it up fluff it up how ever you want to take it so long as you’re having fun! Thank you guys for this really fun event, I hope you guys do more after April!!

You are very welcome <3 and I hope you enjoy bean!

Request by @cyborg-franky

You’d eaten a devil fruit around a month ago, the only thing you remembered was how gross it tasted.

Nothing seemed to happen.

Had you lost the power to swim for nothing?

Pissed, you just carried on your life.

There had been a big battle, people getting hurt, fatal wounds if not for the Phoenix who dipped and dived, getting to his nakama’s side before it was too late.

Sadly, he’d been too late to get to you, he saw the impact, the blood, everything happened so fast.

He landed by your body, crying out your name as he scoped you into his wings, looking all over for the impact as you laid in his grasp limply.

“Fucking, ow.” You hissed, waking up and rubbing where you’d been hit.

Marco stared as you lifted your shirt, flawless skin, no marks, no blood.

“Am… am I alive?” you said, eyes wide and looked up at Marco who was sharing the same slow blink of disbelief.

“The devil fruit!” you laughed in unison.

“I can’t die?”

“It appears so, yoi!” Marco turned his wings back into arms and pulled you close.

You felt the zoan cling to you, face buried against your neck, you felt the drip drop off tears falling from his eyes, rolling down his cheeks and against your skin.

You took a second, realising what this meant and how much it would mean to Marco. You brushed back his messy blond hair and kissed behind his ear.

“You won’t ever have to be alone Marco; I’ll always be here for you.” You whispered, feeling his embrace tighten as he nodded silently.

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anon asked: MAY I PLEEEEASS REQUEST FOR ACCIDENTAL EXHIBITIONIST KAIDO. Like this man is 7 meters tall and and I just imagine the whole onigashima maybe even the whole wano could hear this babygirl’s moan and grunts while doing the deed or flying solo iykwim. maybe even cause a slight earthquake with his thrusts Thank you thank you sososososo much 🛐 (this is so horny im sorry feel free to ignore 😭)

a/n: written by Lale (@childofblackmaria) <3 YES YOU MAY MY BELOVED ANON. whoever you are, thank you for sending this in because it was pure self-care writing this. i love this babygirl and i hope you enjoy reading this!

contains: gn!reader, n.sfw under the cut, rough sex, implied monsterfucking (not descriptive), bit crack but filthy as requested (๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ

word count: 707

It was happening again.

The Beast Pirates were exchanging nervous glances, holding onto each other as they ran outside, away from everything that could drop down from shelves or the ceiling. The kitchen staff was alarmed as soon as the plates in the kitchen cabinet were starting to clatter, grabbing their few belongings and some pots and pans to alarm everyone else on their way out. This was not a drill. The floor was shaking slightly, the walls of the castle were starting to crumble a bit. It felt like an earthquake but it was not.

Kaido was fucking again.

Fucking you, to be precise. You had always joked about being able to take him – once, when you had a death wish maybe – but now that it was really happening you regret your words a little maybe; they might have turned into a self-fulfilling prophecy. No amount of lube could have prepared you, your hole, for his merciless, literally earth-shattering thrusts. He went from his flirty, drunk phase straight to his dicking down area, his only mission now was to fuck.

And boy, was he enjoying it.

The sweet moans and growls coming out from deep inside his throat, the whimpers when he was balls-deep inside of you, holding still to feel you clenching around him, only to increase the speed of his thrusts the next second, making you arch your back in lust and desperation, the sensation of him being inside too strong too handle almost. You adored that he wasn’t holding back though, you always loved a man who was loud in bed, letting you know how heavenly that cunt felt that was squeezing them dry.

Kaido was fucking you against the wall of his chambers, but not even the massive bricks were able to withhold his thrusts, causing slight cracks that grew bigger and bigger until the whole wall crumbled. Talk about some wrecking balls.

He didn’t care about the bedroom wall being gone and continues fucking you on the hallway, the slaps of his skin on yours echoing through the whole castle by now probably, making the transmission powers of the Marys completely unneccessary. You wail out his name as you fall apart under his cock, your whimpers and his groans turning into a sweet choir of lust and hunger, the sloppy movements of his hips an unsteady rhythm, the slaps drumming through the whole Skull Dome.

Meanwhile the Tobiroppo also gathered outside, listening to the spectacle unimpressed. Just another Tuesday night with their feral captain, what’s new? King was leaning disinterested against a tree, staring at the sea, probably contemplating his life choices while Queen was getting ready for an impromptu concert to the sound of Kaido’s balls slapping which echoed from every wall that was still standing in Onigashima.

Who’s Who and Sasaki were taking bets about how long he’s gonna last this time and if he was gonna cry afterwards again and if he will switch into his dragon form in between; meanwhile Black Maria was filing her nails, small talking with her subordinates and watching over Ulti who was this close to stomping to Kaido, asking him if he was stupid for interrupting her favorite telenovela that was on air right now. Page One looked like he was ready to drown himself just to escape this whole mess, he couldn’t even grab his headphones on his way out to mute the noise. X Drake took a mental note that his boss and also his therapist will hear about this, already filing a lawsuit in his mind.

Several hours and a big bang later, Onigashima was finally quiet again, the haunting echoes stopped. A few stones were still crumbling from the ceiling and Kaido’s subordinates returned to the castle, trying to clean up the mess and damage he caused, still avoiding his chambers though where he was now sobbing in your arms, sad because it was over and also relieved because you were still standing, despite everything (Who’s Who won his bet about the dragon form). You pat his massive back and send a prayer to the gods for letting you walk out of that night alive, even though you were a bit hungry for another round, to be honest…

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