I don't know how but I had these ideas while working out
1- Rayleigh x winged!child!reader (w)
W gets sent back in time and meets his grandpa and Roger Pirates
2- sanji x ghost!child!reader
Okay so the reader is basically Danny phantom and he doesn't die (because he's already dead yohohoho sorry) and doesn't need to eat so a story about that idk
3-law x son!reader
Okay you wrote a story about laws son being able to see dead people so he gets kidnapped by Doffy and ghost Corazon trying to reassures him until his dad rescues him
🐼💕~
Adventures in the past ( Roger Pirates x gn!child! Reader)
A/N here we gooo, Im kinda meh on this one and I ‘ll be honest I din’t even noticed that it was a winged!reader request until I was done so I had to kinda mix it in? But regardless here we goo, I can’t tell you how many times I went back and rewrote it again and again cause I kept getting stuck 😩
Reader here is Replaced by Dokucha which means reader in Japanese
Dividers by @/saradika
Dokucha groans, wriggling their way out of the barrel they had found themselves in, looking around their surroundings, shaking their wings
“Grandpa is gonna be mad that I ruffled them again,” they mutter
They squeak as a knife flies past them, digging into the wooden walls behind them
They slowly turn around, staring at the entrance of what looked to be an office of sorts, spotting two kids, a red-head with a straw hat holding a sword menacingly and a blue-haired boy with a red nose, holding an array of small knives between his fingers
The two seemed to be young but still relatively older than they were
“Um… hi”
“Who is it, Shanks, Buggy?” a voice calls behind the two young boys
“Uh…” Shanks lowers his sword, staring at the scared child in front of them
“It’s a Bird-kid!” buggy, never one to be at a loss for words, exclaims
They stare at the man for a few seconds, their eyes glancing at the familiar marks on his chin and grin, flying towards the man and crashing into him
“Grandpa!”
The boys give the man a side eye from where they stand
“Don’t look at me like that. I don’t know this kid!” he exclaims, looking down at the child who was now holding onto him and hugging him
“Kid, I think you got the wrong person…”
“No! You are Grandpa Ray!”
“How do you know my name,” he says slowly, looking at the child hugging him
“Because you’re grandpa!” They cry
“How old do you think I am, kid.” he frowns at the child clinging to him
At those words, the child pauses, taking a closer look at the man before him; it was their grandfather, that was for certain; the scar and the markings were unmistakable, not to mention the powerful aura their grandfather carried.
But the closer Dokucha looked, the more they noticed something was not okay; the silver-white long hair was now short golden yellow locks. The markings that characterized him, although there, rather than framed by his beard they, were now inked on his chin, the beard nowhere to be seen. And his face that was before marked by time was now much younger
“Um, Granpa Ray…. This joke is not funny. Why do you look so different?” They said, poking the man’s cheek, trying to find their ‘disguise.’
“Wait, wait, you actually think I’m your grandpa?” he asked in disbelief
“Who put this idea in your head?” he asked before letting out a slight chuckle
“Shanks, Buggy, is this your doing?”
“Hah? I didn’t do anything!”
“Not me either.”
Dokucha turns their head at the mention of their names, glancing down at the two teens
“Uncle Shanks? Uncle Buggy?”
The two looked a bit surprised; how did this kid know their names
“Uh, yeah,” Shanks said nervously
“How do you know who we are?”
“Umm, what year is it?”
The two exchange glances before looking back at the little kid in front of them; it was an odd question
“It’s… 1486.” the teen with the hat said
“Uh oh”
The two look at each other again a, very concerned looks on their faces
“W-what do you mean, uh oh?”
“W-Well, Grandpa Ray said it was 1522.”
Dokucha now had found themselves on Crocus's lap, the latter performing a quick examination on the latest visitor of the Oro Jackson
“I'm okay, Uncle Crocus,” they said, inching back at the cold feeling of the stethoscope
“Are you sure?” He asks, repositioning the stethoscope
“Your wings seem fine, no broken feathers or anything embedded in them, no lacerations or damaged blood vessels.”
“No fever, Heartrate is good, breathing is good, the pulse is normal.. they’re good,” he said, giving the rest of the crew his approval as he put his tools away
“Yay! I'm free!” They said hoping off and flying off
“Not so fast, Sweet thing!” laughs Roger, effortlessly picking up Dokucha
“Awe”
“So, what brought you here?” Roger said while carrying Dokucha in his arms
“A barrel did,” Dokucha responded
“You got yourself trapped in a barrel?” Cuts in Buggy
“Yeah, I couldn’t get back out because of my wings.”
Shank lets out a slight snicker at that
“Hey! It’s not funny!” Dokucha exclaims with a pout
“It’s quite funny, you got yourself trapped in a barrel,” Shanks said, snickering harder
“Haha, yeah, it’s quite funny.” Buggy joins, laughing along with Shanks
“Fight me!” They said, lunging at them
Roger lets out a belly laugh, holding back Dokucha
“There, There”
“They’re being mean, Uncle Roger!”
“I think they’ve only teased you lightly; they haven’t really been mean per se,” he responded, patting Dokucha’s arm
“Your future self sure raised a wild one, Rayleigh.”
Rayleigh rolls his eyes, walking closer to his Captain and plucking Dokucha from his lap
“Grandpa Ray!”
“Yeah, yeah, you’re back to Grandpa Ray now?”
He chuckled, patting the kid on the head
“Grandpa Ray looked so handsome when he was young,” the child exclaimed, moving Rayleigh’s head around and inspecting the younger version
“I’m not sure if that’s a compliment now and an insult in the future…”
“Don’t worry, Grandpa Ray looks handsome as he is now, too; he got to be with grandma after all,” they said, giving the man a thumbs up
Rayleigh rolls his eyes at this
“You’re something else, kid
“Now-Grandpa Ray says the same!” They chirp
playing around with his sweatband
“I'm sure he does,” he stated, putting the sweatband over their wrist
Dokucha smiles at this, glancing at the new addition and, sliding down his arms and walking to the two teenagers
They observe them for a while until a pout comes on their face
Shanks just stares at the kids as they pout
“What? Is something wrong?” he asks
“I wish I had gone back farther… I'm still shorter than Uncle Shanks and Uncle Buggy.”
Shanks chuckles a little before giving a small pat on Dokucha’s head.
“It’s alright, kid. You’ll catch up to us soon.” Shanks’s voice is kind and reassuring
Buggy just giggles at the situation
“No, I won’t; when I'm as tall as you are now, you’ll be all grown up, just like you are in my time! And then I ‘ll still be smaller.”
“Why do you wanna be tall like us anyways?” asks Shanks with a raised eyebrow.
They shrug
“to make fun of you.”
Buggy lets out a hearty laugh
“That’s the most honest reason anyone could give.”
Shanks snorts at this and lets out a laugh of his own
“I know”
“You are something,” said Shanks
“A lil brat,” says Buggy
They gasp,
“Says the red nose!”
Buggy’s eyes light up with pure rage.
“What did you say, bird-brat?” he growls
They stick their tongue out of them and running of between Rayleigh and Roger, who just observed the situation amusedly
“Are you going to let a little kid get to you, Buggy?” Rayleigh chuckles with a raised brow as he watches Buggy’s rage get the best of him
“Dokucha!” He growls
“Come and get me then!”
Buggy shoots off like a bullet, lunging for the small child
“Come here Dokucha!”
The kid laughs and giggles as Buggy tries to snag them.
Roger chuckles at this scene, watching the two
“Dokucha!”
“Dokucha!”
Dokucha looks around as Buggy’s voice soon begins to shift, becoming echoey and distant, changing into two familiar voices
“Dokucha!”
Dokusha blinked their eyes open, looking around and finding themselves in their room, Their grandfather and grandmother glancing down at them
“Good morning,” smiles Shakky, puffing out a wisp of smoke
“Geez kid, that was one heavy dream you were having,” Laughs Rayleigh
“Grandma, Grandpa?”
“Look like you’re still half-asleep. I'm going to get breakfast going,” Shakky says as she leaves the room
“What did you dream about?” asks Rayleigh, lifting the child from the bed.
“…”
“Still asleep? Hmm? Say, Dokucha, when did you get that sweatband?”
“Huh.” they look down, confused, only to look at their wrist and spot the familiar red and white wristband, a grin growing on their face as they realize what it meant
“Someone gave it to me!”
“Huh... I used to have one just like it; it brings me back.”
“Hey, Grandpa?”
“Yeah?”
“You looked really handsome when young. I can see how you got with grandma.”
“Hah?!”
Here we go thoughts? It’s not kicking your legs type but hopefully you got a chuckle, I will start working on the other one’s now 👀
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There's something so interesting and tantalizing about the idea of outsiders reacting to a character once they come out from a significant event and the reactions to it. I’m thinking about Shanks again and the people he used to know—because it’s going to be about two years in captivity, another year and a half to heal and get back to snuff before either Shanks or Mihawk are gonna hit it out into the wide open blues again. That’s almost four years of people not seeing them—aside from the people who meet them right after, like Buggy.
What I’m trying to get at is, for two years, Roger's old crew had to watch their pseudo-son get showcased in front of a Den Den, spouting the most horrendous propaganda, being paraded about like the government's show pony. What seemed to be a happy and healthy life of luxury, they could only assume, having betrayed them—do some of them hate him? Do some of them try to justify his actions to themselves? Do some of them drink themselves to sleep, hoping he’s betraying them, praying behind cameras and photo ops he isn’t being tortured? Not to mention while all this is going down, they're being run down like hound dogs with a scent? And since the world government is cleaning shop and doesn’t have to worry about a wave of wannabe pirates to slow them down, they can get to the nitty-gritty of tracking Roger's crew down to ground.
People like Rayleigh or Crocus probably won’t even have time to grieve or settle down or drink themselves into a stupor. Every second will be running, hiding, buying what you can, and stealing the rest, going into the underground’s underground. For two years! You can’t tell me a lot more of them aren’t caught, a lot more of them aren’t executed (maybe even taken back to Loguetown where they can see Shanks face to face and see as he is forced to watch from below as he begs and cries, curled into the arms of another dead-eyed child before the spears pierce their back and all the cries turn to screams.)
Maybe they resent him, hate him in their own ways, as much as they understand and love him. So when Loguetown burns and everyone escapes and on the front page (if the government doesn’t cover it up) is that little boy, maybe not so little anymore, torching the place to the studs. How do they react?
Not just them, but the rest of the pirate world. Him, Mihawk, and the other survivors must be the most hated pirates on the sea for those two years, seemingly choosing protection and the lap of the government over Impel Down. Seeing their faces plastered everywhere as part of the rehabilitation effort of the Marines, they must be seen as traitors of the highest order. But then they escape, and Loguetown burns, and rumors and secrets start to get out about what really happened in logue-town, the true horror show. Maybe even the Revolutionaries spur this on with pictures and scars and their own interviews, learning about the coercion, the psychological and physical torture, the assaults, the corruption that keeps compounding on its self into a public relations nightmare. They have to come face to face with a smiling 14/15-year-old, knowing that under all that makeup and false cheer is a child being tortured.
Like Oda-sensei, that’s gotta mess with you. And your image when Mihawk and Shanks hit the scene—are they going to get as many weary glances as they are pitying ones? Like not only did all my trauma get blarred to the world in graphic 3D with surround sound, but people also treat me with awkwardness or like brittle porcelain.
Yeah. The official story that was released was that the pirates in the square were offered a mass pardon/amnesty after the execution, and most of them refused and rioted, being the mindless violent grunts that they are. But the more famous pirates, being of sounder mind, accepted the pardon/amnesty and are now working in conjunction with the government to rehabilitate the other pirates. Which is a load of bullshit, but one becomes a lot more believable once they start putting people out in front of the cameras.
Shanks is going to be the object of resentment, sorrow, and yes, hatred, for his former crew. As far as they are concerned, he sold them out with Roger not even cold in his grave. Most of the crew are going to believe that he truly betrayed them, and those will be divided into ones that detest him and ones that afford him a measure of sympathy. On one hand, he's a traitor spitting on the memory of Roger and Roger's care for him and that's it, on the other hand, he's just a kid and seeing Roger, his idol and father figure being killed must have been a big enough blow that it turned him a coward willing to buy his own safety. Neither opinion is very favorable to him.
But others like Rayleigh and Crocus don't think ill of him, they knew him, and they would have the sense that there's something insidious going on. They'd be the ones who worry and grieve for him and think the worst. This does not mean they don't have their doubts, though.
When the government puts the heat down on the Roger pirates, the first thing that everyone is going to think is that Shanks gave them info, and even Rayleigh and Crocus will think it was forced out of him somehow. (for the record, Shanks never once betrays anything in the years he's a captive) and so the resentment builds, even in the ones who still secretly nurse a care/love for him. The running, the hiding, the fear, the times of need and living like animals and the unceasing relentless pursuit is not going to make it any better. And then, yes. They start getting picked off. That's inevitable. The marines get lucky one time, the Roger pirates actually do get sold out another time, and other times yet crewmembers sacrifice themselves to let the other's get away. (it's important to note that while the Roger pirates had been disbanded, they grouped back together under the persecution)
However it happens, some Roger pirates end up in Loguetown, set to be summarily executed. And the Marines make sure they see Shanks before the fact. Those Roger pirates don't have a clue what's been happening to Shanks in the interim, and they react to him as one might expect. Mihawk kills a Roger pirate in the course of defending Shanks from them. They don't realize how wrong they were until too late, until they witness the situation at Loguetown first hand, or witness Shanks publicly begging for their lives, or the punishments he's given for that, or, during the rare times the marines do grant a stay of execution, what Shanks has to do to procure it. But it always ends the same for every captured Roger pirate, and the last thing they'll always see is a helpless Shanks being held back by Mihawk. (They'd have many questions about Mihawk, if there was time to ask them.)
needs pt.2
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