#rayleigh x shakky x reader

[harudnae]

This is the SFW fic I wrote for the @op-xreader-zine, with art from Calyptale!

Also posted on AO3 on 2023.09.20

Rating: Teen

Pairing: Rayleigh x Shakky x gn!Reader (no pronouns used)

Summary: Your girlfriend introduces you to her husband.

Content warnings : Modern AU, polyamory, flirting, kissing, alcohol drinking

Word count: 1k

- Double the sweetness

You are smitten. Positively, irredeemably in love with Shakky, as a matter of fact.

She had caught your eye during a trade fair a few months ago, stunningly beautiful and captivating her whole audience with her charming voice and intense gaze.

You had locked eyes with her a couple of times during her presentation but you weren’t hoping for more than a few stolen glances– you were neither a customer nor a prospect of the company she was advertising for, and this was a business-related setting so you weren't supposed to be here to flirt.

Shakky, on the other hand, saw no objection to pursuing the target of her desires in any situation. She'd walked straight to you afterwards and asked you if you had any further interest in what she was presenting.

You told her that you were here out of personal curiosity, and that your business didn’t need that kind of service. Contradictory feelings bubbling in your chest then, you had reluctantly went back to your company’s booth and were preparing to spend the rest of the afternoon brooding there, but Shakky came for a visit a little while later.

A mischievous smile curved her lips when she asked, “Personal curiosity, was it?”

Somewhat flustered, you simply nodded.

“Then we have something in common. Maybe we can arrange a rendez-vous so we can talk more about it?”

You blinked. Her words were smooth enough that they seemed innocuous within this context for someone who didn’t witness your previous exchange, but you had a hint there was more to it so you agreed to meet her again, not willing to waste another chance.

Over dinner that night, Shakky told you she was in an open marriage.

Though you never had multiple relationships at the same time, you knew you were polyamorous, so you were fine with things the way they were, and decided to give a shot at a relationship with her.

As it turned out, Shakky is an absolute sweetheart, and you fell for her hook, line and sinker in a matter of weeks. It’s long past the time when you were anxious on dates with her, but tonight is a special occasion so you’re a bit tense when you knock on the door to her house–that is, her and her husband’s, whom she’s introducing you to.

Shakky grins wide as she opens the door, and leans in for a sweet kiss.

You smile against her lips and answer in kind.

When she leans back, she nods for you to come in. “Sweetheart, let me introduce you to my husband,” she says as you follow her into the living room.

Said husband gets up from the couch upon your arrival. “I’m Rayleigh,” he says, politely bowing. “Pleasure to meet you.”

You’ve heard of him quite often, and he seems to be a nice guy. You weren’t quite prepared to meet such a handsome man, though. You clear your throat when you realize you’re staring a little, then bow in return. “(y/n). Pleasure’s all mine.”

Rayleigh gives you a quick once-over, grinning. “I can assure you it’s shared.”

Slightly flustered, you turn your gaze back to Shakky, whose knowing glance goes from her husband to you.

She smiles and offers, “Why don’t we have a drink?”

“I’ll take care of it.” Rayleigh nods.

You sit next to Shakky on the couch, and can’t help but observe her husband while he gets busy at the bar.

Tall, well-built, his brown vest cinching his waist and the dark blue sleeves of his button-up shirt showing his toned arms, a small smile curling his lips, half-hidden behind a curtain of mid-long silver hair.

“Sweetheart?”

You snap your head back towards your lover, slightly embarrassed. “Sorry. What were you saying?”

“That I’m glad to have you both here, and that I hope you’ll get along,” she says with a grin.

You softly smile. “I’m happy to be here too, and I see no reason why we shouldn’t.”

“That’s good,” Rayleigh says as he places two cocktails on the table. “She’s always been a good judge of character, and introduced me to the most wonderful people.”

You tilt your head in curiosity. “Is that so? Does it happen often?”

Rayleigh shrugs. “I wouldn’t say that often but still. Shakky’s lovers are always a delight to meet.” He brings his own drink and raises his glass. “To polycules!”

You exhale a delighted chuckle. “Yeah, that’s nice.” The drink helps you loosen up a little and you wonder why you were anxious in the first place.

Rayleigh is really charming, his voice warm and soothing as he chats and laughs at one or the other story.

Over dinner, Shakky gently teases you, getting you flustered over her compliments while she recounts the early days of your relationship with her.

You manage to avoid blushing too hard when you direct the conversation towards stories of her younger years together with Rayleigh, and find that you only want to know more about them, about him.

Rayleigh tells you he sometimes has other lovers, and he also happened to share a couple ones with her.

You manage to somewhat keep a straight face but this bit of information doesn’t fall onto deaf ears.

“I see why Shakky loves you so much,” Rayleigh says with a smile by the end of the meal.

“Oh, please.” You dismiss with a wave of the hand and a genuine chuckle. “She married you, and I get why too.”

Shakky slyly smiles. “What do you know? I just so happen to have excellent taste.”

You throw her a fondly exasperated glance, then meet Rayleigh’s eyes.

“Who am I to deny it?” He says cockily as he holds your gaze.

Oh. He’s a flirt, too? Your cheeks heat up a little and your lips curl a little upwards.

“Does anyone want dessert?”

Rayleigh looks back at you, smirking. “Something sweet? Oh, I think we’re all set.”

[viiiiiiiiiin]

How they confess their love for you !! PT. 2

Includes: Shanks , Buggy , Roger , Rayleigh , Shakky , Smoker , Tashigi , Mihawk.

Pt. 1 , Pt. 2 (Here) , Pt. 3

Masterlist

Red Haired: Shanks

He's been with many women , men , and people in between. Hookups , bar dates , etc. He never thought he'd actually catch feelings for one of his flings until he met you.

You were surprised to join his crew (since it was all men) , but you proved to be a great comrade.

He loves how headstrong you are , how captivating you look , how you battle , and so much more.

He became increasingly more obvious that he was head over heels for you , as pointed out by one of his conversations with Mihawk himself.

One night , during a celebrating , the crew was mostly drunk , eating , or dancing. Shanks was one of the drunken pirates laying around.

He was hanging out near you. You watched him since you weren't drunk and wanted to make sure he was okay.

While he rested his head in your lap , he told you how beautiful / handsome you are to him. While you processed his words , he continued about how he much he loves you.

But he vaguely remembered saying those things in the morning. Mostly because you were there , laying beside him.

Buggy the Clown

He was oblivious to his feelings for you.

When you joined up with him , he felt as if he was on top of the world because of having someone strong like you on his side.

Eventually , he fell head over heels for you. It was extremely obvious. He had a huge soft spot for you , would only listen to you , would turn red around you , would yell at you less , etc.

He couldn't even tell until Alvida brought it up to him. She told him that what he felt was love and he FREAKED out.

He's never been in love before. He doesn't know how to handle his emotions and such , so he tries to distance himself from you to make the feelings fade.

But they only grew.

One day , you brought some food to his room. You wanted to see if he was okay. You didn't bother knocking since he knew it was you.

You placed it on his desk and sat near him to check in on him.

That was a mistake.

As soon as you did , he blurted out a bunch of nonsense. The only thing you caught was that he was in love with you.

You told him you felt the same and surprised the fuck out of him.

Pirate King: Gol D. Roger

He was also oblivious to the fact he was in love with you , but his entire crew knew.

Even Buggy and Shanks knew.

Rayleigh talked to him about it and Roger admitted that you did make him feel weird. Though , he never thought anything of it. He though you were just his closest companion.

Rayleigh told him that he was in love with you and he should just tell you.

And he did.

As bluntly as possible.

He didn't even sugar coat it.

He just straight up told you on a random day while you two were hanging our.

It shocked the fuck out of you , but you told him you felt the same.

That same , handsome smile that's always on his face grew.

His entire crew was in SHOCK.

They knew how he felt , but they didn't expect him to confess like this.

Dark King: Silvers Rayleigh

He's a very wise man. He's the righthand of the pirate king , so he has to be (also because Roger is a bubble head who runs right into danger with a smile on his face).

He knew. He knew the second that his heart skipped a beat around you. He accepted it and observed you silently.

Like Robin , he finds out your hobbies and stuff you like.

When he finally decides its the right time to confess , he gets you some flowers and confesses to you on a beach island you his landed on.

You were shocked. You never expected the DARK KING himself to be in love with you. Especially because you felt the same.

You told him you felt the same , and he embraced you. He held onto you for God knows how long , but you both enjoyed it.

Former Empress of Amazon Lily: Shakuyaku (Shakky)

Like Rayleigh , she is very wise. That's why she runs a rip - off bar . . .

She realized she was in love with you almost immediately. It was obvious because she fell into the same illness that those before her did.

The Love Sickness.

She was obsessed with you and would flirt with you at any chance she got. She would do anything she could to turn your face beat red.

She knew what embarrassed you and what flustered you.

She used this and asked you to be her significant other , seemingly joking. This happened at her bar.

You asked if she was joking and she shook her head while smiling.

You agreed and she resigned as the empress of Amazon Lily.

You moved to Sabaody to be with her and run her bar with her.

White Chase: Smoker

Though he seems gruff , he has a massive soft side for G5 and his comrades. That includes you.

In fact , he had a bigger soft spot for you. You got away with more shenanigans , you got to hang out with him more , etc. G5 and Tashigi noticed.

He didn't , but they sure as hell did. They would tease poor Smoker about his little crush all. day.

Any chance they got , they would hook you guys up. On an island ? You twos re going together. Gotta run some errands ? Smoker and Reader can handle it !

Eventually , his feelings grew unbearable.

One evening , when you two were dining together after a battle , he blurted out his feelings.

After realizing what he did , he looked away in shame.

But you held his hand and told him you felt the same.

Though you two are together now , G5 still teases him about you.

"Captain" Tashigi

It was obvious to literally everyone , even Smoker.

She's always so nervous around you. She stumbles more often , her face is always pink around you , etc. She even works harder when you're around ! (She wants to show you that she's strong)

Even you noticed.

G5 teased her about it and did the same thing they did to Smoker. They would hook you guys up as much as possible.

Eventually , you just confessed your love to her because you knew she wouldn't do it. She told you she felt the same and you two got together.

Hawkeye: Dracule Mihawk

He could tell as soon as it came up. He's a smart man.

Since you started living with him , he knew it would most likely happen. However , he wasn't exactly sure how to tell you.

He decided to ask Perona about her opinion. Upon hearing his feelings for you , she freaked out and cheered for him.

She gave him a BUNCH of tips , pointers , and stuff like that. She told him to surprise you with flowers , dinner , and stuff you liked.

Which he did.

He brought you to the Baratie , the place famous for its food. He knew you liked that place because you grew up around the owner.

He took you there and let you go crazy with whatever you wanted to order.

At the end of yalls little dinner date , he handed you a black rose and informed you of his feelings.

With dead eyes. Like , he wasn't even nervous.

You were though.

You turned red but told him you felt the same.

He was very happy , even if he didn't look it.

He brought you back to the castle and ended the night with wine and reading (with you , of course).

[shankss-magnificent-ass]

Imagine taking Rayleigh and Shakky out on a date

This is part 2 of this post

Rayleigh: so you want to take us out on a pretend date to spite your first mate and captain for bullying you?

Reader: I know how it sounds, but I figured it'd be a good way to get back at them.

Shakky: While I'm all for helping you get revenge, I don't understand your logic.

You: well, Rayleigh is Shanks's father figure.

Rayleigh: That's not how I'd put it, but I suppose I'm the closest thing he's got.

You: And while I know you two have an open relationship, I thought fucking my captain's father figure would be crossing a line.

Shakky: probably a wise move.

You: And I wanted you to go on a fake date with you, Shakky because Benn has had a crush on you for years, but has been too nervous to ask you out on a date.

Rayleigh: so a date, with both of us, would be two birds with one stone.

Shakky: Oh, I know about his little crush, his poker face is terrible

You: I know, right? I saw him in here earlier, looking at you, he was about as subtle as a sea train.

Rayleigh: *turns to his wife,* What do you think?

Shakky: I dunno.

You: I'll pay for dinner.

Shakky: Deal.

Rayleigh: Pick us up at six thirty tonight.

That night during dinner

Rayleigh: *drinking straight from the wine bottle you ordered*, So how's the brat supposed to know you took us on a date?

You: Well, he planned on dining here at seven, so by the time our food arrives, he should be here. But you know him, he's not good at sticking to plans. If he doesn't come, we could take a picture as a backup plan.

Shakky: Sounds like a plan, in the meantime, we should have a proper date.

Rayleigh: yes, tell us about yourself.

An hour later

You: And Shanks, buck ass naked, slips on the wet rocks, falls, and smacks against the surface of the water!

Shanks: (y/n)?

You: *looks over to notice Shanks and his inner circle gawking at you*

Rayleigh: hey sport

Shanks: what's going on here?

Shakky: what does it look like? We're having a date with this little cutie. *wraps her arms around you and rests her head on your shoulder, giving a pointed smirk at Benn*

Rayleigh: *puts his arm around both you and Shakky and pulls you into his side,* They were just telling us about your skinny sipping mishap on Koala Island.

Shanks: No

You: yep

Benn: *glaring daggers at you,* You little shit, how long has this been going on?

You: Not long, this is the first date.

Shanks: Is this because of what we said two weeks ago?

You: a little

Shanks: *pouts,* We were just teasing.

Shakky: You're interrupting our date, it's quite rude.

Shanks: Fine, enjoy your evening.

Later

Shanks: *alone, passed out drunk on his table*

Rayleigh: *sighs* this boy I swear.

Shakky: Want to ditch him with our tab?

You: Yeah, but we're not gonna leave him without the cash, *pulls out his wallet and puts the Berry you brought along inside before sliding it back into his pocket*

The next day on the Red Force

You: *walks onto the ship only for everyone to stare at you*

Benn: You have some explaining to do.

Shanks: *bursts out of his cabin,* Did you fuck them?

You: no, I thought that'd be crossing a line.

Shanks: then where did you stay last night?

You: In their guest room, I helped Shakky open this morning because Rayleigh had wandered off after our date... Look, it wasn't a real date, Boss, I was upfront with them about my intentions.

Shanks: We didn't bully you.

You: It certainly felt like it to me, and when I voiced that hurt, you didn't apologize, and basically told me to stop sulking. So I wanted you to know how it felt, so I asked Rayleigh and Shakky to help me get back at you for bullying me.

Shanks: I see, *reflects on his behavior for a moment* I'm sorry we teased you, it was supposed to be a joke but ended up hurting your feelings.

You: Apology accepted.

Shanks: Now, please never date any of my former crew mates from my time with Roger.

You: I promise I won't knowingly date any of them.

Shanks: I don't like the way you phrased that, but fine, I guess.

Benn: Now that that's done, tell me how in the hell you got Shakky to go on a date with you.

You: Again, it was a fake date, but I simply asked.

Benn: I was afraid you were gonna say that.

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Fists for Family (Rayleigh x gn!child!reader x Shakky)

A/N: Here we go! Originally, this was going to be just Rayleigh with Shakky just having one line or one action, but we need that grandma action. Who do guys want to see interacting with a child next?

Dividers by @saradika

Rayleigh sat in the Shakky’s Rip-off bar, sipping his drink and speaking with his wife, when his attention was pulled away from her to a newcomer.

“Oh Dear, What did you do now?” He asks as he sighs, setting his glass down.

“So-rry Grandpa,” the small child drawls

Rayleigh raises an eyebrow.

“Reader, Did you get into another fight?”

“…yeah,” they mutter.

Rayleigh is quick to give them a quick slap to the back of the head.

“Ow! Grandpa, what was that for! Grandma Grandpa is being mean!”

Rayleigh gives them a hard look.

“To knock some sense into you, you always get in trouble like this, yet you never learn!”

“He’s right, Honey; you’ll get really hurt one day if you keep this up,” Shakky says exhaling the smoke in a thin wisp.

“But Grandpa, Grandma, they deserved it!”

Rayleigh shakes his head, looking at the child.

“It doesn’t matter if they did deserve it! You need to learn self-restraint! You don’t walk around beating people up whenever they wrong you!”

“Why not?!” they yell at him.

Rayleigh delivers a second slap to the back of their head.

“Ow! Grandpa, that really hurts! Grandma!” they call again, hoping she will save them.

She simply gives them a smile and shakes her head, holding the cigarette between her fingers.

“Good! I hope you remember that when you think of getting into another pointless fight for no reason again.”

They pout, rubbing the back of their head.

“I hope that attitude sticks around. Now, what was this fight about hm? Or should I find out later from an angry mob again?”

“That was one time, Grandpa! He was insulting you! And then went crying to his dad, who happened to be the mayor.” The child protests, crossing their arms.

Rayleigh raises an eyebrow.

“What was it this time?” the old man says, waving his previous statement off.

The child fidgets slightly at the question.

“Hm?” Rayleigh presses, clearly noticing the child’s reluctance to answer.

The child mutters something under their breath.

Rayleigh leans in, placing his hands together and resting his elbows on the table as he stares at the child with curious eyes.

“What was that?”

“…they were insulting you again.”

The old man sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

“That’s what started this?”

They nod, rubbing their arm nervously

He sighs, motioning Reader to come closer

They step towards him, still avoiding his eyes even as he picks them up, placing them on his lap.

Rayleigh gently puts a hand on their cheek.

“Look at me, reader.”

They glance at him.

“Do not let them get to you, Reader. I am not fragile, and you do not have to defend me every time they make a snide remark.”

“I know, but it’s not fair how they talk about you, Grandpa!”

Rayleigh smiles and hugs them tightly.

“I know it isn’t fair, but you must remember that people like that are not worth your time and energy. Let them babble nonsense about me and come to me with it instead. Do not let their snide remarks get to you, though. Okay..?”

“Good..and promise me you won’t go around hitting people when they say something you don’t like?”

“I’ll try”

“Hm, better than nothing.” The old man sighs and pats their head.

“Now let me see,” Shakky says, gesturing to their arm.

“But it’s gonna hurt!”

Rayleigh sighs and ruffles their hair.

“Stop whining; listen to your Grandmother.”

They groan, showing her their arm where a new cut adorned their skin.

Shakky humed as she examined the cut. It wasn’t a bad one, but it was still enough to require at least some sort of care-taking.

Rayleigh looked back at Reader and spoke softly.

“This is why you shouldn’t just attack people blindly just because you don’t like what they say.”

The woman looked at them for a moment before sighing and picking them up from her husband’s lap.

“You’re coming with me, and we’re going to properly treat that.”

“Rayleigh, could you pass me the rubbing alcohol? It’s on the cabinet over there.”

Rayleigh swiftly stands and walks to the bartender’s side of the bar, opens the cabinet, and grabs a bottle of alcohol, handing it to his wife.

“Here you go.”

“Thank you, Dear”

“Now don’t you worry, Reader, if you behave, then this won’t hurt at all,” she says as she puts her cigarette in her mouth and inhales.

Rayleigh nods and smiles before Shakky starts pouring the alcohol over the cut, and he places a small bandage on it. Reader winces at the pain but tries to remain still.

“There you go, dear. It’s not a big cut, so it will be good as new in a few days, As long as you don’t get into any more fights.” Rayleigh comments

The old man turns to shake a finger at the child sternly, but the scolding is just an act as he tries to hide the soft chuckle.

The child giggles at his grandpa’s antics.

“Thank you, and sorry.”

Rayleigh laughs and ruffles their hair.

“Just don’t let it happen again, sweetheart. I do not enjoy fixing you up after a fight.”

He remembers something and glances toward the child in his wife’s hands.

“So, did you win?”

“Of course I did; I’m your grandchild, after all,” she grins, giving him a peace sign.

He laughs and gives them a quick kiss on the forehead,

“That you are. I expect nothing less from my grandchild.”

Shakky shakes her head with a smile on her face, kissing their forehead as well.

What should I try next? I really like these child!reader scenarios, do you guys like them or would you prefer other scenarios? Romantic maybe? Or maybe platonic friends?

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what gets their heart pounding... ♡ [partly ns.fw] ↳ w/ Zoro, Sanji, Smoker, Rayleigh, Roger, Shakky

♁ pt. 1 w/ Kid, Killer, Law, Mihawk, Shanks, Benn

a/n: when i tell you this prompt hasn't left my mind... so of course there's a part 2! still so many blorbos to explore with this. it's a mix of fluff and smut again, so be aware before reading. reader is gn! small cw for use of "daddy" on Shakky's part (i have no explanation for this except that i'm weak and on my knees for her)

Zoro

you helping him with the clasp of one of his earrings, your face awfully close to his while your fingers brush over his skin, careful not to hurt him

the same fingers tracing the scar over his eye when you think he’s asleep in your lap, his heart about to jump out of his chest from your touch

your soft chuckle when you notice his blushing cheeks, however he’s not hiding it because it would mean he’d have to give up resting his head on your thighs 

when he finds out that it’s even better to rest his face between your thighs, making them shake with his skilled tongue

the way you pull his hair when the stimulation gets too much, forcing him up to your lips for a kiss, giving you a taste of yourself before he goes down on you again, drunk on you 

feeling your tight entrance being stretched little by little as his cock slides inside you, your chest heaving as you mewl out his name, sucking greedily on his fingers while you take him so, so well

Sanji

your happy face after taking the first bite of something he cooked just for you, a smile so wide for him in return; he still sees it like a photograph when he closes his eyes

how you roll up the sleeves of his shirt for him when he doesn’t have a hand free, your fingertips brushing over his skin, giving him goosebumps

the way you pronounce his name, as if you’re blowing a kiss for him with the second syllable, dripping from your lips like honey

your hand in his hair as you guide him to the aching arousal between your thighs, asking him to be a good boy for you

your sweet praise when he looks at you love-drunk as you pull him up by his hair, his lips glistening with your juices

him trying not to cum immediately from the way your tight hole twitches around him when he enters you in one go, filling you up completely 

you on all fours and your cries, begging him to go harder, as his hands dig in the flesh of your hips, watching his cock glide in and out of you in a broken rhythm

Smoker

the mischievous twinkle in your eyes when you reply “yes, sir” to his orders

your silhouette at night when you’re waiting for him at the same spot as always, an unlit cigarette dangling from your lips 

the way your faces almost touch when you lean in close to light your cigarette at his cigar, how you take your time and gaze upon him through long lashes

his gloved hand around your neck as he takes the other glove off with his teeth, spitting it to the side before his bare hand slides into your pants for the first time 

your fingers clinging onto his jacket, watching you crumble as he wrecks your body with pleasure from a few strokes alone

the tears in the corner of your eyes as you sob out another broken “yes, sir” every time he asks you if you’ll be good for him, his fingers rubbing that one sweet spot inside of you 

your face resting against his chest, breathing heavily as you come down from your high, while your curious hands already unbuckle his belt, being nothing but greedy for him

Rayleigh

the quiet mornings in the ship’s kitchen when it’s just the two of you, sharing the newspaper like an old married couple, no words needed

how you touch his arm gently when you want his attention, as if his thoughts weren’t radiating around you only all the time already

Roger and Gaban patting his back and encouraging him to be honest about his feelings after watching you two exchange longing gazes across the room for months, both of you hesitant to take the first step

your lips finally crashing against each other, a hungry kiss to make up for all the times he only thought about it but never dared to tilt your chin up

the way you moan his name when he fingers you, feeling your tight hole twitch around him, your eyes rolling back when he makes you cum for the third time, getting you close to overstimulation

your pretty little mewls when he fucks you bent over the kitchen table in the morning, not caring about the newspaper anymore, only the lews sounds of flesh on flesh as he fills you up with his thick hot load, moments before your crewmates approach

Roger

the absence of fear in your eyes when the ship docks at a new island and he grabs your hand to run off exploring it with you

the way you’re not letting go off his hand, ever, and realizing how perfectly it fits into his, almost disappearing in it

you mumbling out his name in your sleep when you dozed off on deck and he carries you to bed

feeling your piercing gaze on him through the hazy dark of your cabin, your tired but pleading voice asking him to stay, making it impossible for him to refuse

you climbing on top of him the moment he lays down beside you; your hands, your lips, all of you exploring every inch of him

your tongue swirling around the tip of his cock, licking up salty drops of pleasure before you take him down your throat until sounds of gagging and muffled moans fill the room 

his fingernails digging crescent-shaped marks in your thighs as you straddle him and sink down on his length slowly, struggling from the girth of it but unable to stop your hips from rolling, until you finally take him all in and cum from the sensation of it alone

Shakky

you taking her hand over the bar counter when you learn her husband is gone often and playfully proposing to her, promising her with a loud laugh you’ll treat her better

Rayleigh smiling and winking at her after your drunk confession many nights later, you hiding your face in embarrassment while you can’t stop stuttering out all the things you like about her

your shy kisses after you helped her close the bar and your weak knees after the confession falls from her lips

your kisses getting braver once you’ve invited her over in the safety of your own home, your hands lingering on the bare skin between her pants and her shirt before she guides you where she wants to feel you

hearing you call her “daddy” accidentally and feeling something awaken in her, making you repeat what you just said with a mischievous grin 

the sounds of you gagging on her strap as you take her so greedily despite her telling you to slow down, your pleading eyes seeking her gaze before you take her down your throat again

your shaking legs on her shoulders as she kisses and bites the insides of your thighs, her strap stretching you so deliciously as she makes a mess out of you

[beautifulgirl223]

Intoxicating

Y'all, I'm in love with him. Like there is not enough text out there that will ever cure my depravity when it comes to how much I think about this man. He's out of character here I'm sure but I wish I could care. This is Rayleigh's character to me and honestly I'm the only one I care about.

About 5.5k words

CW: afab reader, use of she/her pronouns, cunnilingus (fem receiving), slight breeding kink, praise kink

Intoxicating. 

Everything about him made you desperately want more. He was addicting in his actions, his words, and how he treated you. Sometimes you were scared of how intense your feelings for him were.

But little did you know, he had it much worse when it came to you. 

***

She happily waved to the Straw Hats alongside Shakky and Rayleigh as they made their way off of the Archipelago and to the New World. 

“I’m excited to hear what they get up to next. They really know how to liven up the place!” Your eyes stayed on the ship until it was no longer in sight. With a slight smile you sighed. “I’m gonna miss them. Hope I can drink with them again sometime in the future.”

Rayleigh snaked his arm around your waist and pulled you closer to him. “I’m sure you’ll get another chance sometime in the future sweetheart. I have a strong feeling that this won’t be the last time you’ll see them,” he chuckled. Placing a kiss atop your head as you cuddled into him. 

“I’ll miss them, but I’m happy to have you back,” you said, fully turning into his embrace for a hug. 

“What do you mean? After leaving Luffy on Rusukaina I’ve been back here, with you. I would never leave either of you unless I had to sweetheart,” he pulled you away from his chest so he could look down into your eyes, also giving a look over to Shakky.

All she did was shrug. She knew how he was, she didn’t need the reminder. But apparently the new addition to their relationship wasn’t as well-versed on how Rayleigh operated. 

“I knowwww,” you said with an embarrassed tone to your voice. “It’s just…”

He looked at her expectantly without saying anything. His expression speaking for him.

He could tell  by the way your cheeks were heating up that you were struggling to share how you felt. Even though you tried to hide it from him – which you were quickly learning was impossible due to a little thing called Haki (which you only knew about through him)  – he was able to detect how you were feeling based on your body language.

Embarrassed. 

“Of course I’m happy you helped the Straw Hats out. You’re amazing and generous as always Silvers…I just…” you averted his eyes, finding your nails much more interesting at the moment. 

That was until he gently grabbed your chin with his finger and thumb to look him in his eyes, demanding your full attention.

“I know it’s selfish of me…I just missed your attention is all…”

He didn’t say anything else as his mind recalled the last two years. While it’s true that he didn’t stay with Luffy the full two years during his training, even when he came back home, most of his time was spent covertly watching over their ship and waiting for their inevitable return back to the Archipelago. 

His heart hurt at the fact that you were right. He had been neglecting you when he didn’t even mean to. And here you were admitting so sweetly that you missed him. 

Oh. He was going to make up for lost time immediately.

The look in his eyes must have given away his intentions as Shakky looked over at the two of them and rolled her eyes lovingly. “I’m going back to the bar to serve the customers because you know, that’s how I get paid around here. Just don’t break the bed this time Rayleigh” she scoffed as she walked away towards the bar, lighting her next cigarette.

Rayleigh chuckled as he heard an embarrassed whine coming from the woman buried in his chest. Picking you up and following Shakky to the bar with the intention of going straight to their shared bedroom. You wrapped your legs around him so that you didn’t fall now that your feet weren’t on the ground. Not that he would ever let you fall from his arms. 

“You’ve been so patient with me haven’t you baby? I didn’t mean to neglect you sweetheart. Let me make it up to you, yeah?”

***

So maybe you had an idea of what was going to happen when you admitted to wanting his attention back, but you had no idea it was going to be like this. How did Shakky survive so long?

Rayleigh had to relearn what restraint was the moment he finally had you laid out bare on the bed underneath him. It was hard to think of anything else but you when you were looking at him so desperately… so ready for him to take care of you.

He could tell you were needy from the look in your eyes, and he’d be damned if he didn’t take care of his sweet girl’s needs after he’s neglected them for so long.

“You missed me sweet girl?” he asked, ghosting his lips over yours, kissing everywhere but where you wanted him most. His hands wandered across your body as if he were learning you for the first time. You both had done this many times before, yet he was always amazed at how soft your body was in comparison to his. How your skin felt underneath his hands. Every single inch of your body, your soul…just you, was intoxicating.

You whine and pull his lips onto yours in response to his question. His lands leaving a trail of fire everywhere he touched. It was amazing how was able to melt your brain with only gentle caresses, but he did so without fail each time. Whining as he pulled away from the kiss, immediately missing his lips, and he groaned at the noise you made. 

If he looked hard enough, he was sure that deep within your lust filled eyes, he could make out little hearts in them as you stared up at him. Being so patient and waiting once again for him to take care of you. His hand made its way to your neck and squeezed gently. The full power and control you willingly submitted to him made him dizzy. He was going to ruin you.

“I’m sorry I made you wait sweetheart. You’ve been such a good girl being all patient for me haven’t you?” he cooed at you. Quickly nodding your head in agreement. Already drunk off his praise.

“Y-yes, I’ve been good,” you whimpered in response. Waiting on him to continue.

“I know, baby. I’m so sorry I haven’t been giving you the attention you needed. I’m gonna make it up to you okay? My sweet sweet girl deserves a reward for being so good, yeah?” He lightly pinched one of your nipples. Not bothering to hide the shit-eating grin on his face at how your body immediately reacted to his touch. He was addicted to how responsive you were to him. Even if it was involuntary, it let him know that he was doing something right. 

He released your neck as he took his own shirt off. Allowing you a moment to rediscover his body. Taking pride in how you shamelessly eye fucked him. He even let you pull him down for another kiss. Sighing at the skin on skin contact. He didn’t even realize how much his own body missed yours until he was finally over you.

He pulled away from your mouth as he smiled sweetly to you. “What’s the safe word sweetheart,” he tapped the side of your face to make sure you were listening, immediately recognizing the spacey look forming on your face. He couldn’t get started just yet until he knew you would be alright. 

“Haki,” you said with a smile. Being able to find your voice for the first time in the last few minutes. 

“There you go…” he whispered. 

You drive him crazy with the innocent look on your face despite knowing exactly how depraved your mind was in that moment. Knowing how he’s the last one who will get to see you like this brings him a high he will never tire of.

He makes his way down your body all while keeping eye contact with you until he reaches the lower half of your body. He grabs a pillow from the top of the headboard and shoves it underneath your hips. He gently rubs your legs in a comforting manner while he slowly forces them apart. 

He breaks eye contact and mentally curses himself for not tending to you sooner. He wonders how long you went just thinking of him, how often you missed his touch, how often you craved him. 

He groans appreciatively at the sight of you spread out in front of him. Your extreme arousal was evident in the way it flowed from you. Suddenly he was dehydrated and his eyes glossed over as if he found a never ending source of hydration. His hands made their way to the back of your thighs as his patience was starting to thin. He coaxed the back of your thighs before he cupped the back of your knees and pushed them up towards your chest and laid his arm out over your legs to keep you completely open and bent.

You whimpered at his strength and how easily he maneuvered your to his liking. Turned on by the way his strength made you feel small and protected. you didn’t even realize that he had guided your hands to his hair until you felt his fingers run along the slit of your core and teasingly circle your clit. The touch took you by surprise as you gripped at his head between your legs. 

“Who got you this excited sweetheart? Surely it couldn’t have been this old man,” he teased as he continued to toy with you. Smiling at the way your breath hitched at his touch.

“You did, only you Silvers,” you whimpered. your hips jolted when he pressed his finger into you. He blew air onto your core, and he felt himself harden even more at the way your body winked at him. your body’s promise to him of how amazing you would feel wrapped around him. 

While you laid spread out in front of Rayleigh, all you could think about was how easily he could ruin you. He could ask you to go after the One Piece yourself and you would agree in an instant if it meant that he would never stop touching you. you wanted him to please you until you were brainless. Until the only thing you could think about was him. He could take you right now and all you would be able to do is thank him. 

“Please Silvers, I’ve been so good, please just -” he cut you off with a stroke of his tongue from your entrance to your clit. The moan you let out – pornographic and needy.

“Don’t beg,” he states, staring at you. “You never have to beg me for anything sweetheart. Anything you want. It’s yours.”

He pressed his arm harder into your legs to keep you still, and brought his other hand to spread you open for him. Mouth watering at the sight of you and the thought of making you come undone with only his mouth. 

Sure, he sailed with the King of the Pirates, but nothing made him feel more powerful than the way your body reacted to just his mouth. 

They both moaned at the same time. yours at the slight feeling of relief, and his at the taste of you that he missed so much. He licks and sucks everywhere he can get his mouth to, and groans at the feeling of you tugging at his hair. He has to press his arm down a bit more, because your body immediately tries to up the friction, trying to grind yourself into his mouth as much as you can. 

He greedily licked up your arousal as his eyes looked up from between your legs. Smirking at the sight of your already fucked out face. Your eyes blurry from unshed tears as your mouth opened in silence.

“You gotta breathe baby,” he muttered against you.

Releasing the breath you didn’t realize you were holding  “Thank you thank you thank you” you chanted as he continued to ruin you with only his mouth. It was quickly becoming too much too fast. As worked up as you were, you knew you weren't going to last long with how well he was working on unraveling you.

Your body tensed as you felt him insert a finger into you. Her body clamped down on the intrusion, happy to no longer be empty. 

“Gods you’re so tight sweetheart,” he groaned at the feeling of you around his finger. Knowing that you were going to feel even better around him. “Loosen up for me, yeah?” His mouth closed around your clit and sucked. Her body buzzed beneath him. All he could focus on was you. you overwhelmed his senses in the best way possible. 

It only took a few moments before he was inserting another finger into you. you cried out as he began to stretch you out. The tension in your lower body was growing tighter and tighter by the second. Her toes were curling as your breaths became even more labored. 

“S-Silvers! S-slow down. I’m-I’m,” you cut yourself off with a scream as he massaged the spot inside of you that you were never able to reach yourself. 

Rayleigh paid your words no mind as he continued to push you to your finish. While you may have been saying one thing, your body could never lie, and told him exactly what you needed. He knew you were close. And there was no way he wouldn’t give his baby what he knew she needed.

“You gonna make a mess on my face pretty girl? You gonna cum for me, beautiful?” he said as his pace increased. His fingers relentlessly hitting that spot inside of you as he watched you furiously nod your head. He hummed in approval as he continued to lap at your clit. The way he massaged you inside and out made your hips attempt to buck into his face. 

He grows harder at the sound of your voice moments before you came undone. you probably didn’t even realize that your voice started to get high pitched and whiny as you tried to warn him of your inevitable fate. With one last stroke of his tongue, and one last thrust of his fingers you started to scream. 

You looked ethereal as you reached your climax. He groans as you tugs at his hair, but he doesn’t let up. He continues to slam his fingers into her as her walls clenched at his fingers. 

The tension in your body felt like a rubber band that had been pulled so taut that eventually it snapped. Your orgasm crashed on you so strongly that instinctively you tried to move away from the constant pleasure that Rayleigh gave you. His arm pressed into the back of your things prevented you from doing so. The next best thing was to grip his hair as you rode out your climax. you threw your head back in silence as you took in a deep breath and screamed.

Rayleigh continued to work you through your orgasm while listening to the beautiful sounds that fell from your mouth. He grinded himself into the bed at the sound of your voice. It was a mixture of moans and his name. And he knew right then that his name never sounded better than when it was coming from your mouth.

Without relenting, he continued to caress you with his mouth, only slowing up a little when he felt your body relax a bit after that high. Only giving you a moment of rest, knowing that he wasn’t going to stop there. He wanted to force your mind into a state of overstimulated bliss. And he knew exactly how to do that. 

you tried to wiggle out of his grasp and away from his sinful ministrations. you needed a break after having an orgasm that strong, but the pressure on your legs became stronger. you was still rendered immobile and at the mercy of Silvers Rayleigh.

“Silvers, p-please. It’s too much,” you whined. Her mind was fuzzy at best. Still floating somewhere above your body and you couldn’t bring it back down. 

“But I thought you wanted my attention?” he teased from between your legs. He pulled his fingers from you and shoved them in your mouth to keep you quiet. “I know when you’ve had too much sweetheart, and right now, your body is telling me you haven’t had enough.”

This time he took his mouth off your clit to let you have a moment before he forced his tongue into you. A completely different feeling than his fingers, as your body tensed in appreciation. Groaning at the taste of your climax, he dug his tongue as deep as it could go into you. His nose bumping against your clit as he did so. 

“Oh fuck oh fuck fuck fuck…” you chanted at the feel of his tongue in you. He expertly explored every inch of you that he could reach while building you up again. He bobbed his head between your legs as he drank every ounce your body so generously gave. If he could spend the rest of his life in this moment, he thinks he would never leave. Thankful for the fact that you chose him. That you allowed him to be the one who you allowed to please you. He wanted to spend the rest of his life thanking you for that fact.

He took his fingers from your mouth and brought them back down to your core. Now that they were wet with your own saliva, he brought them to your clit, and rubbed it to the same pace as his tongue. Your body the instrument he knew how to play best. 

It didn’t take long at all before another orgasm washed over you. Not as powerful as the first, but just as satisfying. The feeling of being restrained making it that much better. 

You felt as if you could breathe again now that he finally decided that you had enough. He pulled his face away from you and gently released your legs. They flopped back down onto the bed as you were unable to control them. You watched as Rayleigh made his way up your body until he eventually made it to your face.

“You doin alright sweetheart?” he asked with a big smile on his face. You said nothing as you pulled him down for a kiss. You moaned at the taste of yourself on his lips and in his mouth. You tried to win the fight to see who would lead the kiss, but you lost immediately. Happily surrendering to the gentle caresses of Rayleigh. 

The two of you stayed like that for a moment, enjoying being with each other in a moment of peace. But it was only a matter of time before you became needy again. Your hands drifting down to the waistband of his pants. Clumsily fumbling with the fabric between your fingers. 

“Take these off” you mumbled into his mouth as he pulled away to take a breath. He chuckled at your eagerness. 

“Should I? Cause I remember distinctly a few moments ago when you said it was ‘too much’ and how you wanted me to stop,” he teased. His smirk growing bigger at the sight of your lips forming into a pout.

Your fingers finally made their way under the waistband as it was your turn to ignore his words. You shimmed them down, until he finally caved and took the rest of them off himself. Your mouth watered at the sight of him. 

Silvers Rayleigh was an attractive man in his younger years as he sailed with Roger. But how he looked then has nothing on what he looks like now as an older man. Nothing about him said old unless you account for the gray hair atop his head. Even in his old age, he looked as good as he did when he was younger. Even better now. And that even went for what he held between his legs. 

Your mouth watered at the sight of him. Wanting nothing more than to take him into your mouth. It was almost as if he read your mind as he brought your attention back to him. 

“Let me just take care of you, okay sweetheart? We’ve the rest of our lives for you to-” you whined in embarrassment.

“Silverssss don’t say it” he laughed at your bashfulness. 

“Sweetheart…I just had my head between your legs and you just finished screaming to high heavens, and you're embarrassed about how-” You pulled him down to cut him off. You couldn’t help what you were embarrassed by.

He relented with a smile as he kissed you back.

“You ready sweetheart?” he asked. You could sense a little restraint in his voice as he rubbed himself against you. Sliding himself along your center, letting the wet mess he left between your legs transfer onto him as well. 

You eagerly nod, excited to have him properly fuck you. 

“I gotta hear you ask for it,” he teased kissing along the expanse of your neck. “Let me hear you ask me, yeah?”

Knowing you weren’t going to get your way unless you did as he asked, you swallowed the last embarrassment you had in your body. There was no way you were going to cheat yourself out of this after so long just because some things made you embarrassed. You already knew he was going to make you feel amazing, so you just had to give in.

“Yes. I’m ready, please fuck me,” you asked quietly as you wrapped your legs around him in an attempt to bring him closer.

Grabbing your hips to pull you closer, he pushed himself into you. Groaning at how you felt. Moving slowly until he completely bottomed out, his hips touching yours. His breathing turned a bit heavy as he waited for you to adjust to him. 

It really must have been a while due to how you both reacted. No matter how many times the two of you had slept together, somehow it always felt like the first. 

Intoxicating.

You felt full as you grabbed at his back to pull him in. His muscles stiff beneath your fingers as you grasp at his shoulders for purchase. 

He slowly pulls all the way out to force himself back in. 

“Still so tight for me princess,” he groans as he begins to thrust into you, “gonna be good and let me use you hmm?”

“Yes yes yes please use me,” you don’t care how pathetic you sound. You were finally getting what you craved for so long. You were needy and you knew he was going to take care of you. 

He folds her legs once more so that your knees are bent near your chest while your feet dangle by his ear. He uses his body weight to slam into you, driving you up the bed. He ruts desperately into you, addicted to how you feel squeezing around him. 

His thrusts are rough and punishing and the tip of him kisses the back of you, kissing your cervix each time he bullied his way into you.

Your eyes quickly glazed over once again and the nonstop pressure of him knocking into your spot. The constant bombardment of him forcing himself into you too much for you to take at once, yet you needed more. 

Resting your ankles onto his shoulders, he leaned forward to capture you in another kiss. Trying to hold himself out longer. How you were looking at him combined with the sinful noises falling out of your mouth with how tight, wet, and hot you felt around him, he wasn’t going to last much longer.

“Pleasepleasepleaseplease don’t stop please please,” you breathily chanted in his ear. You were close to your third orgasm of the night and needed him to give you everything. 

He brought one hand and grabbed at your neck, while the other slid down your body and began to rub hasty circles onto your clit.

“Gonna be a good girl and cum on me? I wanna see you lose yourself again pretty girl,” he praised as he worked you to your end. His pace never faltered as he leaned over and put more of his weight onto your body.

Intoxicating. That’s all Rayleigh could think of as he fucked you deeply into the mattress. The sound of your skin slapping against him made him groan at the filthy thought. He wanted to make sure you never felt forgotten again, and with the way you were babbling nothing but his name, it was safe to say that he achieved his goal. That and how adorable you looked losing yourself over his dick.  Over him. “...only you Silvers…” your previous words coming back to the forefront of his mind. You were going to make him lose his mind.

You let him use your body, scratching at his back as he forcefully brings you closer and closer to a praecipe. 

Maybe it was because you were overstimulated. Maybe it was because it had been so long since the two of you slept together. Or maybe it was because of how he played your body perfectly…something about this orgasm felt different.  You placed your hands on his hips trying to slow him down. “Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck w-wait s-slow d-down Silvers!” You squeal. The back of your thighs tensing against his chest. You felt as if your body was trying to leave you.

He only held you a little tighter response. He’s got you right where he wanted you.Your body may try and leave you, but he would make sure it stayed exactly where he wanted it to in his hold.

He was going to be the death of you…but you craved him all the same.

You tried to hold out. You were about to make a mess and it didn’t seem like he cared. To be completely honest, it kinda felt like he knew that and continued his brutal pace anyway. His hips move in an almost primal way. It was as if he was digging the orgasm from deep within you.

“Just let go for me sweetheart…I got you, I promise,” he whispered in your ear.

Turns out, that was the final straw as you finally let yourself fall over into bliss. Rayleigh continued to fuck you through it all while praising you. Holding your body to the mattress so you didn’t ruin your own orgasm.

“There she goesssss, come on baby,” he grunted, bullying his way into your contracting walls. He wanted you to milk him dry. The way you were squeezing him made his pace falter. “You’re being so good f ‘me hmm?”

This time you did actually forget how to breathe as your mouth was open in a silent scream. Your nails scratched at his back as your third orgasm washed over you almost painfully. It took you by surprise how strongly it came. It was so earth shattering that you actually started to cry. 

“Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou…” he groans at your words. At how you thank him for how he makes you feel, when he should be the one thanking you. He moans when he feels how wet you’ve gotten, realizing that he’s made you squirt. It wasn’t his intention this time, but he’s saved this information for the next time he’s got you trapped underneath him. 

“What a messy baby hmm?”

His heart swells as he looks down at you. A heavenly sight that he feels lucky enough to have gotten the chance to see. Let alone be the reason he could even have the view. 

“Where do you want me,” he growls into your ear, “tell me where you want me baby?” he asks kissing behind your ear, removing his hands from your neck and clit. Moving them to rest on both sides of your head. 

“Want you inside,” she cries, “I wanna be full of you Silvers.”

In that moment Rayleigh would do anything you asked him to. If you wanted him to build you a ship and sail you to the New World, he’d do it without an ounce of shame and with a smile on his face. Anything for his baby girl.

“That’s my girl. Let me take care of you baby…” trapping your legs between the two of you, and used you to chase his own end. With only a couple more thrusts he bottomed out completely and finished deep inside with your name as a whisper on his breath. You feel amazing as you take everything he has to offer as he lightly thrusts into you. Finishing with a deep groan into your ear. He quietly keeps you flushed to him as he rocks into you, his way of silently worshiping you and your body. His way of thanking you for trusting him. The silence not needing to be filled as the unspoken words say enough. 

He lowers himself closer to your front, as your legs slowly let go of his abdomen. He places lazy kisses along your neck as the both of you try to catch your breath. You two sit in silence for a moment before he slowly pulls himself from you. He covers himself as he quickly leaves the room to grab you a glass of water. 

He comes back with a warm rag along with a glass of water. He sets the water down on the bedside table and gently begins to clean you up. His movements slow and calculated, being careful to not wipe too harshly in fear of overstimulating you anymore. When he cleans you up to his liking, he tosses the rag into the hamper in the corner of the room and guides you to sit up in bed.

“Drink some water for me princess,” he coos. You blush as the older man dotes on you and you do as he says, sitting up and taking small sips of the water. All you wanted to do was lay and cuddle with him, as your preferred method of aftercare, but you knew that he was just doing what he needed to before he indulged.

After you drank what he felt was enough, he took the glass from you, took a large sip himself and set the glass back on the table. He laid back into bed and pulled you onto his front so that you could lay your head on his chest. 

“How are you feeling sweetheart? You back with me?” He rubbed your back and brought the blankets up to cover your body as he stroked your hair. He knew that after a passionate session, you typically needed coaxing to come back to reality. It was his favorite way of taking care of you. Having you lay here completely vulnerable while you placed your complete trust in him made his heart soar. He would never dream of taking advantage of what the two of you have built.

You answered him with a hum, snuggling more into his chest, chasing after the warmth his body provided. Your eyes started closing to the feel of his hands rubbing soothing patterns on you.

“I’m…perfect,” you manage to say after finding your voice. Your voice was a bit scratchy, but you laid there wholeheartedly happy and satisfied. Knowing he wouldn’t be happy until he heard your voice. 

“You did so well for me princess. Was it okay? Did I go too hard on you?” He asked a bit worriedly. While you never said your safe word, he couldn’t help but be a little worried after each session. Wanting to make sure that he only ever made you feel good. 

“You were perfect Silvers. Honestly, I’d like it if you were a little more rough with me. Not that rough everytime, but…ya know,” she said as she traced her finger up and down his abs. Sex with Rayleigh most of the time was soft and slow. And while you didn’t have a problem with it (Rayleigh made sure you were satisfied each time), being manhandled is something that you wish would happen a bit more often. It melts your heart that this strong man treats you with the fragility and tenderness of ceramic, but you like to be broke once in a while.

“Strongly noted,” he chuckled as he placed a kiss on top of your head. “Shakky will be happy I didn’t break the bed this time.”

“Yeah well, with how you had me folded, I’m surprised I didn’t break,” she giggled. 

“Well if you want me to break you then you only need to ask,” he teased as one of his hands snaked down to your ass and gave it a slight squeeze. 

“Strongly noted.”

***

Literally foaming at the mouth I love him so much we're actually married. Shakky and I tease him all the time

[nekomacheercaptain]

A girl's best friend

Rating: mature content (18+), NSFW

Characters: Shanks, Shakky and Rayleigh (poly), Corazon, Law

Word count: 1,5K

Content: female reader, masturbation, sex toys, vaginal sex, oral sex (female receiving), choking, slight dacryphilia, praise kink

Shanks | masturbation, rabbit vibrator, "doll" and "baby"

“Fuck, doll, this is what you’ve been hiding from me all this time?” his labored breath gave away his lust as if his dark eyes scanning your body weren’t a tell-tale sign in itself. Mapping out all the folds, creases, stretch marks, and places he would love to kiss and grip with his hand while being balls deep inside of your cunt, his eyes were focused on you, everything else in the world losing all its importance. Hell, the world outside could crumble to dust, and he wouldn’t let that stop him from tasting your lips. Your glorious skin just waiting for his touch, flesh ready for the marks he was already planning in his mind. He never expected to lose his composure so much just by seeing you using a toy on yourself, but that’s why he loved you; your ability to keep him on his toes.

Seeing no point in hiding yourself you spread your legs for your boyfriend, giving him a better view of the rabbit vibrator’s shaft pumping into you, while the ears buzzed around your puffy clit, “Gotta have something when you’re too busy to fuck me yourself,” with huffy, breathy moans you looked at him with half-lidded eyes, a look he knew very well.

“Mhm,” his tongue swiped over his bottom lip while drinking in the sight of you, your breathless voice aching in his mind, “have I been neglecting you, baby? Forcing you to use that toy?”.

And there it was, that low, sexy voice of his teasing you as he placed himself between your legs, just watching you please yourself with his new competitor. Oh who was he kidding, it was about to become his new best friend! 

You nodded, shutting your eyes when you pressed the toy harder against you, the ears stimulating your sensitive bud in an aggressive manner while the tip of the toy reached heavenly spots inside of your core. And Shanks felt his pants tighten at the display in front of him, his hand finding yours in a silent question to take over, “Let me make it up to you then”.

Rayleigh and Shakky | strap-on, threesome, blowjob

“Naughty girl, love being stuffed in both ends, hm?” Rayleigh groaned above you as his cock reached the back of your throat, hand firm in your hair. Shakky’s low hum reached your ears from behind, busy groping the flesh of your hips while her teasing, slow thrusts had you whimpering around her husband’s cock.

“And she looks so cute,” her voice was laced with dark intentions covered in that beautiful, tantalizing tone that had your knees buckling beneath your weight.

Rayleigh’s freehand stroked your hair while looking down at you with half-lidded eyes and a small smirk, “She really does, our cute little y/n”.

Groaning at the pet name and affection, he sighed when he felt the small vibrations coming from your throat shoot up his cock, starting a small rhythm to fuck your throat, “Our good girl is taking us so fucking well”. And he left you a beautiful sight when he shut his eyes in pleasure and threw his head back, pushing his dick further down your throat, causing you to gag and choke around his girth.

“Glad we bought some toys for you, baby, hm? Like having me fuck you?” 

A pathetic attempt at a nod and humming was all you managed to respond with, and Shakky chuckled darkly behind you, “But I haven’t even started fucking you yet, darling”.

Her hips snapped harshly against yours, forcing your nose to nuzzle against the hair at the bottom of her husband’s length, choking loudly at the sudden deepthroating. 

“Fuck, baby, give us a warning,” Rayleigh grunted at the sensation of being pushed far down your throat, feeling you contract wildly around him.

“Oh but it’s too much fun playing with her,” her rhythm was mean and rough, not making it easy to breathe around Rayleigh’s thick cock, forcing drool to run down your chin and tears to roll down your cheeks. With scrunched brows and glossy eyes, you were a downright sinful sight when you looked up at the dark king through your wet lashes and stuffed cheeks.

You loved being their little plaything.

Donquixote Rosinante | womanizer toy, slight oral sex (fem! receiving)

“And I just hold it over-”

“Oh no, sweetie, you have to press it against you,” his hands were even more clumsy than usual as his eagerness controlled him, fingers grazing over yours as he captured your clit in the head of the vibrator, causing you to hiss, “that’s what the women in the store told me”.

What you had expected when your gentle giant returned home late from work was anything other than the toy he had dropped when he triumphantly showed it to you, with a dark blush dusting his cheeks. His eagerness to bring you to another plane of euphoria  had him run to the adult store and interrogate the workers for the best toy available, being curious about a vibrator that utilized air pressure.

It’s an orgasm guarantee! Trust us, your lady will love it!

Rosinante wore a dorky grin filled with childish joy as he looked up at you from between your thighs, excited to try his new purchase, hoping those nice ladies wouldn’t disappoint him. 

“Are you ready, darling? And if you don’t like it, don’t hesitate to tell me, okay?” his freehand dug into the skin of your hips while his thumb soothed your flesh.

Anticipating eyes met your own covered in worry, and you felt a wave of relief only he could bring you. Those eyes could never bring you anything but calmness and safety, and you gave him a nervous smile, “Yeah, I’m ready”.

Kisses were littered on your inner thigh before a small click met your ears, the toy suddenly pulsing over your clit, making you gasp loudly and claw at the sheets.

“Oh fuck!” 

Breath swiftly knocked out of your chest, the pulsating vibrations pummeled onto your clit left your legs shaking over his shoulders while whimpering in a manner he had never seen before. And you looked beautiful.

“Feeling good, baby?” His words met deaf ears, as you mewled while writhing on the bed, thrashing your body around not knowing how to compose yourself at the pleasure shooting through you as the toy sucked at your sensitive bud.

Bless Rosinante’s hobby of eating you out, not able to resist your delicious pussy anymore as he pressed his mouth to your folds to ravish you with every fiber of his being, reveling in the sweet music you were making for him. And especially feeling your soft thighs clamped around his head, making him groan against you.

Fuck the women in the store gave him exactly what he was looking for.

Trafalgar Law | vaginal sex, choking, wand

“Oh fuck, Law! It’s - ah! - t’much!” 

Your cries of protest were ignored as the doctor kept thrusting into you and pressed the wand firmly against your cunt, just beneath your clit, the vibrations causing your back to arch off the bed with all the pleasure they provided.

A small, sadistic grin was plastered on his face as your walls squeezed and hugged his cock fervently, while he observed your reactions, noting every grind of your hips, each arch of your back, every fold of your sides as you writhed beneath him in the bed.

“Too much? And yet you’re fucking yourself against me?” his voice barely grazed your ears through all the sounds elicited by your activity in his room, but they made your cheeks heat up nonetheless because he was right. As much as all the sensations were overwhelming your body, you had to get closer, you had to get more. His cock massaging your walls so tenderly, yet so rough, always precise with his thrusts to bring you the utmost pleasure, now with the wand granting you external stimulation as well. And with malicious intent, Law had brought up the theme of buying toys, but not because your sex life lacked spice. No, far from it. He wanted to break you, see how much you could handle before becoming a babbling mess ruined by waves and floods of orgasms, a paradise bestowed upon you by your beloved boyfriend.

And there you laid before him, cunt squelching loudly and so shamelessly with each speculated thrust of his hips, sucking him in desperately like he was going to evaporate any second, needing to hang on just in case it became reality. With glossy eyes, it was hard to tell if you even saw the way he admired your disheveled form, smirking down at what he did to your body, mesmerized at how your breasts jiggled with the impact of his hips. And a cruel thought formed in his mind, his nimble tattooed fingers finding home around your throat, causing you to whimper before he tightened his grip.

You took a sharp inhale noticing a small lightheadedness looming over you, and everything felt better, like you suddenly were on a cloud floating in the sky. Too much? No, he had just introduced a whole new world to you.

Rosinante is 100% the type to leave a review online of his purchases, not matter the product, with his full legal name. Thank you for reading and hope you enjoyed it!

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[writing-yarn-goblin]

MERRY FUCKING (early) CHRISTMAS!

Holy hell, what a treat.

Thanks to @quinloki for further inspiring me to do this. I couldn’t have done it without you.

Rayleigh/ShakkyxReader

Relationship: none, but it’s the beginning of the end.

Song: The Devil Wears a Suit and Tie by Colter Wall

Warning: the devil, fire, drinking and how pretty Shakky is.

“Miss (Y/N)?”

“Yes?”

“Would you mind starting from the beginning?”

The thought of recounting your story to the pink haired police man shook your core. You didn’t know if it was because of what happened…or if it was because of him.

The silver haired man who was taking nursing a serving of what could be aged bourbon. The pretty woman next to him whispering things as they sat next to you, maybe six foot apart, from the bar you frequented.

The bitter flavor of angostura clinging to your lips are you took a sip of your Old Fashion. Tonight was open mic night and you came to see what was fresh in the music scene. You could either ask for a track or bring your own instrument and sing to your hearts content.

Simple concept, but effective.

The gaudy club seemed to attract all sorts of odd fellows in the middle of nowhere. Almost like a reunion by the way they all looked at each-other and spoke to one another.

Almost like old friends.

Almost.

The looks they exchanged seemed to hide more than they showed and that made you felt more exposed to them.

Why, of all the nights, were you here? Something attracted you to this place and it rubbed you off in the worst of ways.

But just because it was worse, it didn’t mean it wasn’t welcomed.

The sick urge to see how the night unfolds just left you with a need to see it to its culmination.

“Miss (Y/N)?”

“Yes?”

“The couple by the bar wish to refill your cup. Would you like them to?”

You whipped your head towards where the bartender was nudging his head to, there they were.

Black haired woman with an angelic face, taking a drag as she waved at you and whom you presumed to be her husband…devilishly handsome with a soft smile gracing his lips.

“Yes..I uh, I’ll take my drink with them.” You mumbled, picking up your things, hopping out of the stool as you made your way towards them. Feeling how the brunette was sizing you up and her husband tear you down with his gaze from the inside.

“We don’t bite but…you looked mighty lonely. Thought you might like some more…pleasant company.” You heard his woman say, eyes of unlit coal starring behind you. Almost like if she did you a favor by moving you towards them. You heard the men behind you groan in disappointment and cursed a the couple under their breath.

“Assholes like that are normal in this part of town…” you whispered, making her laugh softly into the drink she was currently busy with.

“Rayleigh-“ you heard him say, his hand before you in order to present him self. Almost innocently. “This is my wife, Shakky. Pleased to meet you, Miss (L/N).”

“The pleasure is mine.” You whispered, reaching his hand to shake it and wondering how they knew your name. You thought it could be that you were a regular and they asked the bartender about it, all thoughts went to hell when he lifted your hand to his lips, kissing the knuckles softly. His eyes focused on the blush your face was sporting in the dimly lit pub. You felt his wife place a hand against your shoulder and lightly squeezed it, affectionally, you might add.

“Please put your hands together to our next entertainer! The man, the myth, the legend…Silvers Rayleigh!”

“That’s my queue.”

“Go get ‘em’, Old man.” You heard Shakky say as he gave both of you a smirk, eyes swishing to you as you felt them swirl and zero on you.

There was something different about that stare.

It felt so deep and intimate. So inviting yet so…

So intimidating.

With a wink he gave Shakky a kiss on lips and squeezed your shoulder, fingertips as if they were scorching against your skin.

You felt your stomach do backflips.

The man was carrying a guitar case, as he sat on the stool by the stage he took out a black Gibson Orianthi with silver details on the top left of the body. The neck was jet black and he slowly whispered into the microphone.

Testing the noise.

He didn’t need to present himself to the public. He automatically began to play the six-stringer as the club went dark, lights only focused on him.

He let out a sigh and began to sing his tune.

“Well…

Reverend, reverend, please come quick…

'Cause I've got something to admit

I met a man out in the sticks of Good Ol' Miss…

He drove a series 10 Cadillac and wore a cigar on his lip.”

You saw how the fluid motion of his fingers expertly played his guitar.

The focus on his eyes was to the floor but that smirk was to you. You knew it.

You could feel it like if it was behind you.

“Don't you know the devil wears a suit and tie?

Saw him driving down the 61 in early July.

White as a cotton field and sharp as a knife-

I heard him howling as he passed me by…”

You were surprised. The smoothness of his voice was haunting and your body was now warm. You saw how Shakky was taking a drag from a smoke in her hands and gently caressed your shoulders, almost like if she was grounding you to your seat.

The lights started to flicker in the bar, you thought it was a power outage and the bar switched to a power plant…but no one else seemed to be bothered by it.

“I’d be wary of strangers moving forward, (Y/N).” You heard Shakky say as she took a gulp of liquor, knocking it back down. “You never know who the devil fancies…”

“How so?”

“You look like an untouched fruit. Begging the devil to bite into you.” You heard this woman say to you, blush coming back harder. “Innocent. Resilient and very capable of handling yourself, little one.”

You found odd what she was saying but you didn’t mind. It was comforting to not be alone. The conversation kept going to and through with between you two, it was turning out to be a very pleasant evening.

Like if you two were old friends.

The song kept progressing, and the more you saw him sing, the more you saw from him.

The deep dark eyes seemed to glint gold in the light. You saw how his hair seemed to be hiding something in its tresses as you saw what you thought was a horn poke out of the Snow White locks.

But just momentarily.

Briefly.

Almost as if it was just for you.

“Oh

Foolish, foolish was I…”

You were back to focusing on his voice.

“Damn my foolish eyes

'Cause that man's lessons

Had a price, oh, sweet price…”

The air felt chilly for a moment. You looked to your right, where Shakky was supposed to be, but the stool was empty.

“My sweet soul,

Everlasting

A very own eternal light..”

Your blood ran cold. The seedy pub seemed to be eerily still as the six-stringer on the

Stool on stage was strumming his melody.

The moment you blinked, you found yourself outside. Blankly starring from the at the pub, blanket across your shoulders as you saw the place go down in flames.

You don’t even recall being taken outside.

The cops didn’t take much time to go to you and help you out of your trance.

Now you found yourself being escorted out of the Police Station and got a taxi to take you to your home.

Your hands were cold as you stepped out of the cab with your heart in your sleeve.

You thought you could hear the old Six stringer sing as you went inside your home, showered and cozied up in your bed.

The melody still haunting you.

You found yourself singing the end of it as you drifted to sleep, image of the man with his wife, beckoning to follow him down the path that could mean your beautiful demise.

But you didn’t care.

If it meant to have those eyes looking at you again as he did, and her touch as she did- you’d happily take the plunge.

But for now, you rest.

“White as a cotton field and sharp as a knife

I heard him howling as he passed me…by.”

[deathmetalunicorn1]

A Straw hat Pirates x Past Roger's Pirates Crewmember!Mitsuri Reader. Mabye, when they came to Sabaody Archipelago Reader was talking with Shakky and they met the Reader.

-You had been with Shakky, wanting to see Rayleigh again, as you would wander the world, seeking out your old crew members, at least the ones who were still alive, to visit them, to see how they were doing.

-Those you visited all knew this, knowing of your kind and caring nature, as they all adored you for it, even if they didn’t always say it, like Buggy, who was always so shy with you for some reason?

-You were much like Shakky, very well put together and you didn’t look like your actual age, which led to lots of surprises when people would hit on you, and you would tell them your actual age. You thought it was rather cute when they got surprised.

-Shakky was a good friend of yours, and she adored seeing you, she would always tease Rayliegh that you liked her better, which would cause some amusing arguments, but you knew they were just poking fun at each other.

-When the door swung open, revealing a group of younger looking pirates, including a talking skeleton and a talking reindeer.

-Instantly you had Chopped in your arms, “You’re so cute!!” at first, he was struggling to get free, but you smelled like something sweet, the Sakura mochi you were always eating, fighting a losing battle before you handed him a cotton candy stick from Shakky who couldn’t help but smile, thinking you were just as adorable.

-Brook, after he introduced himself to you, was amusing, as he wanted to be hugged like that too. He nearly melted when you let Chopper go and you opened your arms, a huge smile on your face, “You’re so sweet, wanting a hug too!”

-The moment his skull rested against your chest, which was mostly bare, he melted, blood coming from the holes of his nose, falling to the ground, overcome with elation.

-You liked the vibe of Luffy, as you knew of him through Ace, whom you knew was Roger’s son, you were one of the few who knew that secret, as you met Ace years ago, when you were visiting Roger’s grave, and you found him there as well.

-The two of you bonded, once he realized that you were one of Roger’s crew members, and you held him when he broke down, crying harshly, ashamed of his lineage, feeling responsible for the death of his mother, after he found out the truth of his birth.

-Luffy was elated to meet you, after he took some time trying to figure out where he knew you from, but once he did, he leapt up, hugging you close and you squealed, spinning him easily around.

-He could easily tell that you were incredibly strong, despite not looking like it, but hugged you back, feeling so warm and safe in your arms.

-When Luffy told you that they were looking for Rayleigh as well, needing him to coat their ship so they could get to Fishman Island, you offered to show them to where he likes to hang out.

-You could have never imagined that this fated meeting would have led to this, watching Luffy punch out a Celestial Dragon, then helping them fight against the marines, only to watch them be blown away by Kuma.

-When you tried to attack Kuma, he let you hit him, throwing him back against a tree before he got up, ‘accidentally’ dropping something, and left, going after other pirates.

-You found it was a note, one that made your blood run cold, ‘Ace will be executed’ NOT ON YOUR WATCH!!!

-Despite the rivalry the Roger Pirates had with Whitebeard’s own, they welcomed your help, knowing that you were very soft on Ace, and you weren’t going to let a child be executed just because he’s Roger’s son.

-You quickly showed why your bounty was so high, taking out many of the marines, including several of the giants, by yourself, giving the pirates an edge.

-When Luffy arrived, you couldn’t help but smile, seeing that he was alright before you cleared a path for him to get to Ace.

-You nearly lost your life in that battle, holding Aikinu’s hand away from Ace, letting it burn you, your eyes like fire as you surprised him by not melting or burning, as your passionate love was keeping you safe.

-When Shanks arrived, stopping the war, he was the one who took you on his ship, while Law and Marco took Luffy and Ace.

-You cried loudly when you learned that Whitebeard died, remaining so everyone could get to safety, feeling like you had failed him, but Marco, who had healed your severe burn, as your skin had melted, after a while, down to the bone.

-Shanks was pouting, jealous as you were hugging Marco who was trying not to cry, after you snatched him into your arms while he was healing you- he wanted hugs too!!

-Ace, once he knew Luffy was stable, rushed into your arms, and you smiled as Luffy ran to you as well, hugging you as well, which made you smile, happy tears slipping down your cheeks, happy that you were able to save Ace, and keep Luffy happy.

-Rayleigh, who was nearly, wanting a hug as well, his arms folded across his chest, glaring daggers at Ace and Luffy, pouting comically that they were hogging you, in his eyes, which caused laughter to go around.

-They all loved and adored you just as you all adored and loved all of them.

[harudnae]

Ahoy!

Here's a preview for my SFW piece for the One Piece x Reader Zine, illustrated by Calyptale:

The @op-xreader-zine will be available on September 1st, save the date 😏

[dreamcatcheratdawn]

Can you write something about Shanks x reader? Like, the reader was teleported by Kuma, now she's on Shanks's ship and he offered himself to train her. (Can be fluffy with a little bit of angst. And slightly of age gap)

I loved the idea✨. Shanks is one of my favorite OP characters (after Luffy, Kid and Zoro, of course). And I wrote this while marathoning One Piece (I'm still in the Punk Hazard arc 😭) one eye was on the caption and the other eye was on the writing.

"Let me help you"

Pairing: Shanks x gn!reader

Warning: slight angst, fluff most of the time.

W/C: 18.1k

You, as a resident of the Sabaody Archipelago since birth, are good friends with Rayleigh and Shakky. Ever since you were 7 years old, you would sneak out of your house to visit Shakky's Rip-off Bar just so you could listen to Rayleigh tell several of his adventure stories from when he was still a pirate while Shakky prepared his favorite juice. It was like a hobby, and you loved it.

You just didn't expect that on another calm, sunny day, a seriously injured fish-man, a mermaid, a talking starfish and a group of very strange pirates would show up at Shakky's bar.

At the bar, as you sipped a beer, you watched the scene unfold in front of you, seeing what looked like a pet bandaging the fish-man.

"A raccoon?" You said, tilting your head to the side. The animal in question looked furious and turned its head towards you. "I AM NOT A RACCOON, I AM A REINDEER!" the reindeer exclaimed, blowing smoke out of its nostrils. He went back to what he was doing, muttering quietly.

Rayleigh, smiling, came to his side, taking a seat in front of the counter.

"What happened while you were out?" You asked Rayleigh, as Shakky offered him a glass of beer.

"Oh, I was almost sold into slavery," Rayleigh said, as calmly as if this happened to him often. "EHHHH?" You were shocked, not that enslaving humans shocked you, as much as you found it disgusting, but who in the world could capture Silvers Rayleigh to be sold! That didn't fit at all.

"How did they catch you? And how did you escape?" You kind of already knew the answer, just the use of the King's Haki was enough for Rayleigh to get away.

"I had the help of that little guy over there" He pointed his chin at the boy with a straw hat on his head who ate like a pig, if not worse. Rayleigh was now talking to Shakky, while you brought the glass of beer to your lips, feeling the bitter taste of the cheap drink. "Ah, did you know that he faced a Tenryuubito?"

Immediately, you choked on that information, beer coming out of your nose.

"Ahhhh, a lady!" A blond man came up to you with hearts in his eyes, offering you a handkerchief. "How could I not see you there? With this beauty that blinds a man, forgive me miss, you don't deserve such disgrace." You ignored the chatter of the blond man with the strange eyebrows and walked over to the boy in the straw hat.

"EI" You caught his eye and that of the rest of the people present. "Are you crazy? Do you want to attract the attention of the navy by taking on a Tenryuubito?" You snorted next to the boy. You, in your thirties, had never heard such an appalling event.

Swallowing the piece of meat he was eating, the straw hat said, "I'm not crazy! And I only did it because that idiot shot Hachi, so of course I'm going to fight back!" He exclaimed, looking at you with a kind of determination. That shocked you to some extent. You sighed heavily "Still, who are you to stand up to a protégé of the World Government?"

"I'm Monkey D. Luffy, and I'm going to be the King of the Pirates!" Luffy exclaimed once again, taking the large piece of meat into his mouth and swallowing.

"Ah, so you're that pirate with a 300 million berry bounty," you said, leaning against the counter. "But that won't solve anything, the navy will surely strike back."

"Actually, it's likely that they're already on their way here" Rayleigh said "Hey Shakky, I want some more beer" He said, indignant that his drink had run out.

You sighed once more, feeling the pangs of a headache when too many bad things were happening at once. After a while, the Straw Hat pirates left the bar, saying they were going to stay in the archipelago for another three days to throw off the Navy. The place was now silent, leaving only you, Shakky, Rayleigh, Hachi and his friends, whom you knew as Camie and Pappag. In your mind, the events of now were running wild.

A few hours later, Rayleigh stood up, heading for the door of the bar.

"Where are you going?" You asked, crossing your arms.

"I'm going to help Luffy" He left before you could say anything else. "Tch, what a stubborn old man" You exclaimed.

"Come on, he can take care of himself, you know that" Shakky said smiling as he cleaned the counter

Hours and hours passed and no news about Rayleigh or the Gang of Straw Hats.

You paced back and forth, anxiety running through your mind as you bit your nails. You stopped, looking at the door. Making up your mind, you headed for the exit, ignoring Shakky's protests for you to stay.

Running through the mangroves, you followed the sound of explosions, the smoke filling your lungs every time you got close. Arriving at your destination, you saw that the place was a zone, pirates everywhere, navy soldiers firing into the wind. Scanning around, you found Rayleigh fighting Kizaru, a navy admiral you knew only by face. Before you could get to Rayleigh, a familiar shout made you stop, turning in the direction of the sound. It was Luffy shouting, while his companions were fighting Kuma, one of the Navy's seven Shichibukais. When Kuma's hand touched one of Luffy's companions, one with orange hair, she disappeared in the blink of an eye.

On impulse, you went over to them, wondering if you could help them. You barely knew Luffy, but the short time you spent together was enough for you to judge him as a man of good intentions.

As you ran towards them, you saw that some of Luffy's companions were missing. You guessed that they had been defeated, probably by Kuma.

"Luffy!" you shouted, pulling him out of the way of Kuma's hands, but this only resulted in one thing: you tripping over something you didn't identify and falling to the ground. You turned to Kuma, pulling a gun from your waistband as you fired wildly at him, but it had no effect.

"A friend of Luffy from Straw Hat?" The Shichibukai said, staring at you for a few seconds before his giant hand touched you, the power of his Akuma no Mi taking effect, his body disappearing. You felt an enormous pressure in the room, causing you to faint immediately afterwards.

You felt trapped in something soft while you were lying down. It was as if you were lying on a pile of clouds. Opening your eyes slowly, small pains spread through your body. On closer inspection, you were flying in the sky, but you couldn't feel the breeze and, incredibly, you didn't feel short of breath because you were wrapped in a kind of bubble. Dramatically, the memories returned to your mind, making you feel pathetic.

"Damn, I couldn't do anything useful" you thought to yourself, mulling it over as the bubble carried you across the vast sky. You still had the gun in your hand, so you put it in your waistband, not that it was any use without bullets. You didn't know how many hours or days you had slept, but you wanted to know what your fate would be. Before you could think of anything else, the bubble protecting you landed, startling you. What if it fell into the open sea? You knew how to swim, but sea monsters could appear anywhere.

Your thoughts were interrupted when you fell into a ship, hitting your back on the wooden floor.

"Damn…" you cursed, then got up and opened your eyes, only to find a bunch of men around you. A pirate ship, your senses alerted you, making your hand go towards the gun you always carried, pointing it at several of the men.

"Boss, come and see this." A portly man with a piece of meat in his hand spoke up. As the men around you moved away, you could immediately feel an overwhelming presence. Turning in the direction of the presence, you could see a man with red hair and a scar on his face coming towards you. Immediately, you recognized the man. It was impossible not to recognize the pirate in question, given the fact that both his person and his deeds were notorious and circulated widely on people's lips. It was Shanks, The Redhead, a name that made many people shudder just to hear it.

Your body trembled, the gun in your hand wavering as you pointed it in the Redhead's direction, bitterly regretting your decision, but you were too proud to turn back.

"Well well, looks like we've got a scared kitten here," Shanks laughed, looking over at you. He crouched down very close to you, leaning his forehead against the barrel of the gun. "Aren't you going to shoot?" A faint smile appeared on the pirate's face as he stared into your soul.

"Don't play games with me," you said, with great difficulty, trying to sound strong, but coming out more like a cry for help.

Shanks stared at you for what seemed like an eternity, before bursting into laughter, his body tilting backwards, his men doing the same. You, not understanding anything, blushed intensely with embarrassment. "Ouch, scaredy-cat, how the hell did you get here out of nowhere, huh?" Shanks asked after wiping a tear from the corner of his eye.

You, seeing no point in hiding the truth, (not as if you could, Shanks would get the truth out anyway) told him the truth. He understood, saying that he knew Luffy, then smiling, saying that the boy only got into trouble.

"Well, what if I taught you how to fight for real?" He came up with the idea out of the blue, while sipping sake sitting on one of the ship's barrels.

You looked at him, surprised by his proposal. You looked at the ground, remembering how pathetic you were to try to fight a Shichibukai when you didn't even know the basics of anything. You looked at Shanks again, determination shining in your eyes.

"Please teach me how to fight!"

Shanks smiled, setting the sake aside as he stood up. "Looks like the scared little kitten has guts. I like that about you."

You blushed slightly at his words, standing up too. "Well, I'll teach you everything I know."

Days and days went by as Shanks taught you the most varied fighting techniques. Months later, he saw that you were strong enough to learn how to use Weapons Haki and Observation Haki. A year and a half flew by and you didn't even notice. Along with fighting and teaching, you developed feelings for Shanks.

It started with the nicknames; kitten, shawty, cutie. Then there were touches here and there. As well as the time you spent together without fighting or learning the theory of anything. Just the moments Shanks spent recounting his adventures with a twinkle in his eye in the dead of night when most of the pirates were too drunk to sober up. And you listened to every word that came out of his mouth with admiration, secretly happy for the adventures he had been through. There were also the times when he and the crew tried your sweets, from the first day you started making them, with the excuse that it was payment for his teaching and temporary hospitality. But you couldn't deny to yourself that the reason was just to please him as much as possible, so that you could receive a pat on the head or a mess of hair, followed by compliments from the redhead.

Oh, and let's not forget the flirting. The damned flirting that he would give you with that mischievous little smile, to which you would respond back with rosy cheeks, not wanting to be left behind in any way, especially when it came to Shanks.

And on this night in question, it seems he was loaded with flirting to try and embarrass you while everyone drank and ate outdoors, partying for nothing.

"Hey Y/N." The sound of the redhead's sweet voice caught her attention, her head turning in the direction of the melody that called her name. Seeing him sitting next to Benn, sipping a sake, you smiled, putting your hands on your waist. "Yes, Shanks?" You answered the man, already preparing yourself for what was to come.

"If I happen to drown, do I get a mouth to mouth breath from you?" he asked, his damn winning smile opening the door for your heart to skip a beat.

Her legs turned to jelly for a moment, never getting used to the feeling of receiving the slightest bit of attention from Shanks.

"Well, try your luck and I'll be happy to do it," you replied, putting a false smile on your face, but you didn't know whether to throw yourself into the sea out of embarrassment or kiss Shanks in front of everyone.

Shanks, being the flirt he was - very professional, so to speak - didn't expect you to be able to respond to his flirting, or even better than that, which caused the man to have a total meltdown, leaving him speechless.

"HAHA, Y/N dismantled the boss" Lucky laughed out loud, his companions laughing next, bringing Shanks to attention, his cheeks slightly flushed. He hid his smile as he turned over the sake bottle.

After an hour or so, the crew of the Redhead Pirates were too drunk to even stand up. Some went to sleep in their rooms, others blacked out in whatever corner of the ship was considered "comfortable".

You were washing the dishes that the men had soiled during the party. Living with men wasn't easy, since Benn was one of the few who cared at all about the cleanliness of the ship. So you did the cleaning, since you couldn't stand living in the mess and dirt.

You started thinking about your home in Sabaody, missing Rayleigh's stories, Shakky's cheap booze, the cotton candy from the Archipelago that tasted special. You felt a pang in your chest from nostalgia. You were so absorbed in your thoughts that you didn't feel the presence of Shanks behind you, only sensing when his arms were wrapped around your waist, his chin resting on your shoulder. The man's sudden movement made your body shudder. "Shanks?" You looked at him, confused.

He looked at you, while smiling faintly. "Yes, kitten?" he purred softly, his nose sinking into your clothes, his eyes closing as he inhaled your perfume deeply.

In that situation, you felt stagnant, not knowing what to do. Your heart was pounding like crazy, your hair was standing on end, and the desire to kiss him right then and there was greater than anything in the world.

You swallowed dryly, dropping the dishes from your hands as you wiped your hands on the cloth on your other shoulder. "Are you even sober?" You asked, apprehensive of his answer.

Shanks opened his eyes, squinting at you for a few seconds, then immediately turned his body so that you were facing him. Shanks' muscular body pressed against yours, making you breathless. "Enough to answer for my actions." Shanks said, their faces very close together, Shanks' lips almost touching yours as his eyes roamed over your lips, without any shame in facing them.

You were losing your sanity and along with it, your patience. "Kiss," you said, drawing his attention instantly to your eyes. "If you have the courage, of course." You challenged, your breathing pausing for a moment to see what he was going to do.

"You asked for it," Shanks said before attacking your lips, and what began as a sloppy kiss, saliva spilling out, continued with a kiss of dominance from both of you, tongues and teeth clashing, making you both lose your breath, while his hands circled your waist, squeezing lightly from time to time, and you snaked your arms around his neck, stroking his soft hair. You separated so you could breathe.

That didn't stop Shanks from sprinkling wet kisses all over your face, which you gladly accepted, not letting any opportunity pass you by. "Be part of my crew" he said breathlessly "I like you. I like you a lot. I can't let you get away from me." The redhead's statement made your heart leap, longing for this moment since the day you realized you liked that man. "Please?" He asked, his pleading eyes looking at you while his face was a pure mess, and you were probably on the same level. It stirred you, a chill in your stomach settling in.

"Yeah," you didn't have to think long. God, it was Shanks over there, begging you like a puppy to stay by his side. "And I like you too." Both the statement and the quick acceptance surprised Shanks, making him blink a few times. "That easy? I thought women played hard to get at times like this." His arms encircled your body even more, bringing you closer to him.

"Well, I'm a straightforward woman. But I need you to stop by the Sabaody Archipelago. I need to know how Shakky and Rayleigh are doing after all that mess with the Navy," you said, your hands on Shanks' bare chest. Shanks' eyebrows rose. "You know Silvers Rayleigh?" he asked, surprised.

"Yes… he's like a father to me" You said, tilting your head to the side. "You've never said that to me," the redhead uttered, indignantly.

Instead of just replying with a simple "sorry", you decided to be mischievous. "Do I have to?" you said, a little smile playing across your face. Shanks sighed in shock, then smiled and pinched your nose. "You little brat, respect me, I'm older than you"

"It's only nine years apart," you smiled, joining in the fun as you enjoyed your evening, knowing that you had made the right choice from the start.

If you've made it this far, I take off my straw hat. Jokes aside, but I got too carried away writing this, sorry if it's too long. And I hope you enjoyed it, I really do.

[shankss-magnificent-ass]

Imagine fitting in with Shanks's family

I had no idea what I should do for the title, sorry if it sucks.

Buggy: I don't know why I bother coming to these things, no one ever pays enough attention to me except Shanks.

Shanks: That's because we're brothers, and I love you man. *Goes in for a hug*

Buggy: *slaps a hand on the red head's face and pushes him away* We're not even related you ding-dong, and I certainly don't love you.

Rayleigh: *glares at the clown* Family isn't always blood, boy.

Buggy: ugh fine *lets Shanks hug him*

Shanks: *nuzzles his face against Buggy*

Buggy: Stop that, I already got an exfoliation treatment at the spa. I don't need any more from your patchy ass beard, ya big lummox!

Shanks: at least I can grow facial hair!

Buggy: I can grow facial hair!

You: Oh please, I'm hairier than you, you over-grown twink.

Shanks: But not me! Look it *rips open his shirt to display his chest hair sending buttons flying everywhere*

You: I'm not sewing those buttons back on

Buggy: Who's this lovely creature?

Shanks: This is my partner

You: Howdy.

Buggy: You poor thing

You: It's not so bad with Benn around.

Benn: yeah, without me, they woulda left him ages ago.

Shanks: truly?

You: of course not

Shanks: *kisses you before turning to Rayleigh*

You: *nods and rolls your eyes at Buggy*

That night after dinner

Shanks: *climbing a try while drunk off his ass*

Benn: *trying to coax him down*

You: *looks up at Rayleigh* he used to bite people as a child, didn't he?

Rayleigh and Buggy: *laughing so hard they cannot stand up straight*

Shakky: *snorts in amusement*

Shanks: *suspicious* what'shl going on?

Rayleigh: he did! He did bite people as a child!

Buggy: look look, *lifts his shirt up and points at crescent shaped scar on his hip* He bit me here when we were seven, because I ate the last chocolate bar on the ship, and we were a week away from any port.

Shanks: I still stand by that decision, you knew better.

Shakky: As did you, when you bit him. I'm still mad at you because he ruined a perfectly good table cloth when I was stitching him up

Shanks: I'll get you a new table cloth.

Shakky: no, thanks, I'd rather hold it over your head for the rest of your life.

Shanks: don't you mean the rest of your life?

You: honey, please, she'll out live all of us, especially you.

Shanks: you're supposed to be on my side.

You: I'd be on your side if you weren't wrong.

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okay hold up I just a.. unique idea

Im rewatching OP and im at sabody arc, n Laffy jist knocked the shit outta the noble

Idk who to ask this for but id love to see how'd you'd write a character reacticing to a noble trynna BUY child reader..

Or perhaps how mihawk would react with them trynna buy winged!child!reader?? IDK IT JIST SPROUTED

Do with as you will👹

Embracing Feelings and Family (Rayleigh x gn!winged!child!reader)

A/N: Not sure how to feel about this one., I think is really mid, maybe it’s just because of the dark nature of the piece itself but idk. I think this goes without saying based on the request but beware of the dark undertones of this piece as it portrays human slavery and auctioning. I couldn’t come up with something for mihawk so I went with our favorite grandpa

Dividers by @/saradika

“Up next, we have ourselves a true rarity! This one will blow your minds; we have a winged child! You can fly it around as you want or even have them carry you around the skies! They can even deliver you special things in a fraction of a time!” The announcer enthusiastically explained

“Let us start the bid at 10 Million Berry! Who offers 10 Million Berry?!”

“Let me go, you Jerks! Im not an item!” The child growls, banging on the cage’s bars

Charlos awes childishly before throwing out the first bid

“It’s a big Bird! It’s a Big Bird! 50 million Berry!” He yelled out joyfully before waving happily to the child in the cage

“Grandpa will get you all! Grandpa will save me, you gross creeps!”

The bidders ignore the child’s threats, continuing to bid

“60 million!” A man in the back screams

“80 million!” Another man hollers back

“I’ll do 800 million!” Charlos shouts back while waving his arms frantically in the air excitedly

“D-Does somebody bid any higher?”

“800 million….” “Awe, man, I was excited to have it too!” The crowd mutters

“Going in 3!

Going in 2!

Going in 1!

Sold!

The winged child goes to Saint Charlos for 800 million berry!”

Reader screams as they open the door to their cage and begin pulling on the chains, trying to pull them out and take him toward Charlos.

“Don’t touch me!” They sneered, throwing a kick toward the handler that was closest to them

The handler dodges out of the way and gives them a look.

“Rude little one, don’t bite the hand that feeds you!” The handler growls

“You have just been bought for a very generous amount of money for no one less than a Saint himself! A nobody like you should be Grateful!” They turn towards The Saint and bow

“A-Apologies for its insolence Saint Charlos; if I may, I’ll gladly teach it some manners for you; no need to trouble someone of your status to teach slaves some tricks.”

Charlos groans, sticking his finger in his nose.

“Could you hurry it up? I want to fly it!”

“Yes, Yes, of course; im sure you must be extremely busy, Saint Charlos. I promise not to take more time than is needed!” they assure him, turning around towards the child

“Now come here, you stupid brat,” they growl, raising a baton towards them.

“You will learn to listen!" the exclaim, bringing the baton down, but instead of receiving a blow, the man before them falls to the ground, knocked unconscious.

Reader sighs with relief when the man falls to the ground, the people in the auctioning house following the familiar pattern they have come to expect from their grandpa’s powerful Haki

“Grandpa!” They say, trying to flutter their way to Rayleigh but are cut short due to the chains binding them, causing them to plummet to the ground

“Ow”

“Geez, Reader.”

Rayleigh sighs calmly as he wrenches the chains from them easily, not paying any mind to the explosions that followed once they were removed.

“You seem to be able to get yourself in all kinds of trouble,” He says calmly as he sets the child back down

“Haven’t I told you not to get near this place and much less showing off those wings of yours?”

“What was it this time?” He asks as he looks them over for injuries

“I tried to fly higher…but a wind current caught me, and I couldn’t get myself out from it; it dragged me here, and they brought me here.”

“A wind current?” Rayleigh asks curiously

“One strong enough to drag even you, that’s pretty surprising, to say the least,” He says as he continues to look them over

“Are you alright? Have you sustained any injuries?”

“Im okay.”

“Alright, good to know,” He says as he scoops them up and leaves the wretched place.

“That must have been scary, huh? Im sorry it took me so long to get there; my body doesn’t move the way I want to anymore.”

“I wasn’t scared,” they mutter

“It’s okay, you know.”

“What?”

“To be scared for one’s life from time to time it’s not something one should be ashamed to admit; it doesn’t make us any less brave; you have the right to be scared, just as much as you have the right to be brave.”

“Your feelings are real; you shouldn’t deny them,” He says as he continues to carry them

They stare at him as their eyes begin to water

He smiles gently

“Just let it out, Reader; no one will think less of you for being scared.”

They hug him tighter, diving their head in his shirt as sobs start escaping them

“T-They kept calling me ‘it,’ they kept saying how they would fly me around like I was a kite,” they sob

He ran his fingers through their hair while he let them continue to cry, hugging them back tightly as he did.

He couldn’t help the anger he felt rising when thinking about what had happened inside the auction house

He rubs their back gently as he continues to walk

“Nothing that they told you in it is true; Reader, do not listen to their words; you are invaluable and your own person, not someone to be owned,” He says

“I -I know b-but the way they said it, they meant it, Grandpa; I was nothing but an item for them to use in their eyes.”

He pulls them a bit more tightly as he did

"I know, some people are like that, wretched beings who enjoy stepping in other people and causing them misery simply because they can."

“You are someone special to me; always remember that; you are the biggest treasure for me and your grandmother,” He says gently as they rub their back

"Now what do you say we go back to the shack and ask Grandma to make you your favorite drink?" they offer, chuckling when they feel the child nooding

"Can we add extra chocolate to it?"

"Anything you want, Reader," he smiles, knowing that it would take a long time and effort to build their confidence and sense of security back to where it was after everything that had happened, but they would get there together.

Ya’ll I have summoned my choice wheels to do some platonic!reader x character, not child reader, normal age reader but still platonic 👀 Had to fight to find some good roulettes.

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[lale-txt]

♡ 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐲, 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬/𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐲 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐲

@starblazer124 asked: Hi Lale! Hope you're having an awesome day! I was wondering if you'd be interested in doing a few headcanons for Rayleigh, Gaban, Shakky, and Denjiro where they have a bubbly, outgoing s/o that still gets flustered and shy easily. I just love the "socially adept person turns into a mushy puddle of goo for their lover" trope! Could be sweet, spicy, whatever you're in the mood for. My only favor would be to ask for a gender neutral reader so everyone can enjoy the gilf/dilf/milf of their dreams~

↳ 𝐰/ 𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡, 𝐆𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧, 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐤𝐲 & 𝐃𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨

a/n: Blaze, your choice of characters is just -chef's kiss- i love little headcanons like these, so i was happy to write this request for you (after all i can never resist the gilfs/dilfs/milfs of my dreams) - hope it's to your liking! thank you so much for the idea.

❦ 𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇

even after all these years it still never failed to amuse Rayleigh how your personality switches whenever he was around

he just had this effect on you that made your brain short-circuit in the best way possible

you could be happily chatting with the crew, entertaining everyone with a story about how Roger sleepwalked once and ended up dangling upside down from the crow’s nest, swaying softly and unbothered in the wind; only for you to stutter and blush once Rayleigh’s gaze meets your from the other side of the ship 

after all, Rayleigh thought it was kinda cute and he’d tease you often when you were alone, asking you if he made you nervous while he trailed kisses down your spine to which you could only groan and bury your flushing face in the pillow

not your fault that he was just so charming and had completely captured you in his presence; the presence of a king and a lover to which you could only bow and bathe in his energy

and no matter how flustered you are, Rayleigh would always make sure to let you know that you had the same effect on him – he was just a little better at hiding it

❦ 𝐆𝐀𝐁𝐀𝐍

all it needed was a subtle touch, whether it was a hand resting on the small of your back or your pinkies linking, and your heart felt like it was about to jump out of your chest and your trail of thoughts went down the gutter

Gaban’s sunglasses would hide the mischievous twinkle in his eyes, but just knowing it was there was already enough for you to get a little flustered

at first it irritated him – how you suddenly went quiet and avoided eye contact whenever he was around, when minutes prior you’ve been your usual bubbly, outgoing self around your crewmates

that was until you stuttered out a heartfelt confession late at night, catching him off guard completely and having him turning into a puddle of goo in return

ever since the two of you have been inseparable, making each other feel like you’ve never crushed on anyone ever before

and while it sometimes was nerve wracking to react this strongly, you wouldn’t want to trade those weak knees and fluttering hearts for anything in return because it made those sweet kisses from Gaban even more exciting

❦ 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐊𝐘

slumped over the counter, your face buried in your hands, you could still hear her soft chuckle as she patted your head affectionately

Shakky really didn’t mind that you were so easy to fluster, no, quite the opposite

sometimes you wondered if she even tried to do so on purpose: when you were in some deep conversation with other bar visitors and she’d lean in close to you, whispering something in your ear, her breath hot and heavy on your skin, her fingertips at your nape

you melted every. single. time. 

it’s something that surprised you because usually you had a loose mouth and never had any troubles with starting a conversation or entertaining a group of strangers in a smoky bar 

but with Shakky… it’s like she put a spell on you that made little hearts swirl around your head whenever she was around 

and the way she pronounced your name felt like being dipped into syrup, like a sweet prayer that made you fall down on your knees - but you wouldn’t want it any other way

❦ 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 

this man loves to fluster you to a point where your heart feels like it’s about to burst

he just thinks it’s cute how someone who is so bubbly and and outgoing all the time has a complete personality switch once you are alone

he’d pull you in his lap, his chin resting on top of your head, his fingers entangled with yours as he holds you close and feels your heart race in your chest

and there’s no way you can resist him, it’s like your legs turn into pudding whenever he’s near… and it’s not like you want to escape his embrace

your poor heart calms down eventually… until he starts whispering silly little things into your ear and it spikes again, making him chuckle

you can get back to him though by running your fingers through his long, blue hair and telling him how pretty he is, turning the tables and watching him blush now

after all, what’s love without a little teasing and banter until you shut each other up with dozens of kisses?

[penkura]

knowing [4/8]

Summary: Sanji knew you were the one the moment he met you.

Pairing: Sanji x Reader

Warnings: None really. Normal One Piece stuff I guess.

Note: Timeskip time! I do really gloss over Fishman Island yes, I just had to lol. Slightly shorter too, but longer chapters are coming up!

[Ch. 1] ● [Ch. 2] ● [Ch. 3]

Arriving back in Sabaody caused you to take a deep breath while you watched the various people from the shoreline. Finally, you were going to see your crew again, and though you had been so welcomed by the kunoichi village and were grateful to them, you couldn't wait to see your found family again.

You couldn't wait to see Sanji again.

Promising to keep in touch with your temporary home, you left the kunoichi who had brought you back to Sabaody and started making your way towards Shakky's bar, watching the vivre card in your hand to keep you from getting lost.

Every now and then though, you'd catch sight of blond hair and have to do a double take, making sure you weren't completely passing by Sanji, only to be fully disappointed when you saw it wasn't him. You'd even see people with orange and blue hair, wondering if it was Nami or Franky, once again disappointed to see it wasn't either of them.

You were, however, beyond excited once you finally saw one of your crewmates, shouting to them and running to hug them.

“Robin!!”

You threw your arms around her while Robin laughed and greeted you. You were the first person she'd seen as well, having the same problem where she saw people that looked like your other crewmates but weren't them.

“I wonder who else might be here.” You thought aloud while walking with Robin to Shakky's bar, anxious to see the rest of your crew.

“Well, Brook is definitely here. He's hosting a concert.”

“Oooh yeah! I've got one of his TDs, it's not bad,” you grinned a bit at the thought, “think he'd sign it for me?”

“I'm sure he'd be delighted to.”

You both laughed a bit, before you saw another head of blond hair, stopping and turning quickly to see if it was him. When you saw it wasn't, your shoulders slumped and Robin gave you a smile.

“Looking for someone?”

You were quite obvious about it, even you knew that.

So you turned back around, smiled, and linked your arm with Robin's before continuing onward.

“Just the love of my life.”

You and Robin laughed, despite you're being serious, talking about your two years apart on your way to Shakky's. You'd see Sanji soon, whether once you got back to Sunny or while you were on Sabaody.

You'd see him soon.

+!+

"What, the moss head was the first one here?!"

Shakky laughed and nodded at Sanji's surprise. "Franky arrived ten days ago, but left to go check your ship."

Duval bragged about how he and his crew protected Sunny, while Rayleigh reassured Sanji his coating job was perfect, the Sunny was fine, and you'd all be able to leave for Fishman Island as soon as you were ready. Ignoring Duval, Sanji was more than glad to hear Nami had made it to Sabaody and had gone shopping a few days ago, then Usopp arrived three days prior, and Chopper did so as well, while Brook had a concert that day. The only ones left had been himself, Luffy, Robin, and of course, you.

Hearing you hadn't arrived yet slightly concerned Sanji, he'd expected you to arrive much sooner, maybe even before Zoro, but definitely before you all were mentally scheduled to meet up. He knew you'd be fine, he trusted you and knew how strong you were, but still Sanji was worried your ride to Sabaody may have been late. Luffy would never leave without everyone there, but it sure would be easier if you had a way to communicate that you were near.

"Have you…heard from [Y/N]...maybe?"

Smiling slightly, Shakky shook her head no and watched as Sanji slumped down a bit hearing that. "Sadly no, I haven't heard from your girlfriend."

"W-What. How–"

"You aren't exactly subtle with that lovesick look on your face, young man."

She laughed a bit at him, watching as Sanji stood up from the bar and excused himself, saying he was going to search for ingredients to stock up the Sunny's fridge for when you all left. The whole time his face was bright red and Shakky knew she had guessed right. You and Sanji were practically hanging off each other the whole time you were in Sabaody two years ago, she just knew you were together from the little bit of time you'd been around.

"What a lovestruck cutie."

+!+

"Was that…Sanji?"

"Where?!"

Smiling at your antics, Robin let you hide behind her and look around for your lover, although she wasn't entirely sure why you were hiding. She knew the two of you were together and in love, maybe you were just nervous about not seeing him in two years. You had ended up cutting your hair while you were training, deciding it would be better for fighting. You had changed your outfit to a well fitted tank top and loose, knee length shorts with your basic ninja sandals (like from Naruto ok). You were sure Sanji would love your new look, but it made you nervous to think about seeing him again.

Hopefully the two years apart hadn't made him rethink your relationship or anything.

"Rayleigh, Shakky!"

"Aah, Robin and [Y/N], you're both here!"

Robin nodded while you stepped out from behind her and waved.

"You both just missed Sanji."

"Oh, how unfortunate." Looking over at you, Robin gave you a knowing smile and you did the same, your nerves calming down just a bit. You may have missed out on seeing him just then, but maybe it was for the better. You two would see each other again soon enough, more than likely unable to stay away from each other or keep your hands to yourselves (not in a sexual way you pervs) for a while once you did see each other.

You and Robin stayed for a bit to catch up with Rayleigh and Shakky, thanking Duval and his crew for their help in protecting Sunny as well as they could, before the two of you decided to separate for a bit. Robin would head right for Sunny, but you wanted to do some shopping for some clothes and to maybe find Sanji. When you were in Sabaody last, you'd barely had a chance go look at the vendor stalls before the events with Camie and the Celestial Dragons, and then being sent off like the rest of your crew of course, you didn't have much of a chance to shop around and find anything you wanted.

You ended up buying a mini transponder snail and a few clothing items, deciding you should start heading towards Sunny when you saw a vendor selling kunai and shuriken, and you were instantly drawn in. You were running low on funds, but desperately wanted some new knives to use for any upcoming fights. You were so engrossed in looking and working out the math in your head on how many you could afford, that you nearly jumped three feet when someone wrapped an arm around you and told the vendor to let you get whatever you wanted.

If you hadn't recognized the voice, though slightly deeper than you remembered, and the smell of tobacco mixed with a familiar cologne, you would have whipped around and punched the guy in the face before placing a knife at his neck. Instead you turned around so quickly, coming face to face with the one person you'd been so anxious yet excited to see again.

"Sanji."

"Hey there, beautiful." Sanji gave you a smile and brushed a bit of your hair out of your face, noticing you were tearing up. "I've been looking for you!"

"Sanji!!" You threw your arms around his neck, letting him lift you up and spin you around while you cried out of happiness.  "I-It's you! You're r-really here!!"

"Of course I am! Couldn't leave you with that moss head to get lost or anything!"

Once he set you back down, you got to take a good look at Sanji and see how he'd changed over the last two years as well. He'd swapped his bangs from the left to the right, he'd grown out his goatee more, and even had a mustache now. Even if he still looked exactly the same as two years ago, you'd still think he was handsome and be in love with him.

Of course, Sanji still thought you were beautiful, he'd even say drop dead gorgeous now. He didn't have the chance to tell you so before you kissed him and hugged him again.

"I missed you so much."

"I missed you too, love," Sanji hugged you close, thankful that his two years of hell and running on the Kamabakka Queendom were finally over, and that he was back with you in his arms, "you have no idea how much."

+!+

After all of you were finally together again, you and Nami had spent so much time hugging and giggling over the boys being themselves, once you began your course down to Fishman Island, all you really wanted was to stay near Sanji. Knowing you were going to the land of mermaids, it worried you a little that Sanji might start rethinking your relationship, considering you were apart for two years.

You couldn’t have imagined that your crew would be separated once again, so quickly due to the volatile nature of the ocean depths. Waking up in Camie’s place a short while later, you were glad to see Luffy, Usopp, Chopper, and Sanji were all with you, being escorted elsewhere by your friend, until you met more mermaids who were close with Camie.

Sanji tried, he really did, to not let it get to him, especially with you around, to not fall over himself around the mermaids, unfortunately, despite it all, he still ended up nearly bleeding out from all the other pretty girls around. You chose to stay with him and Chopper after he’d been given a blood transfusion to keep him from dying, and once he woke up, Sanji was almost on the floor in front of you apologizing.

“I’m so sorry, my love! I’m such a fool of a man!”

“Uh, Sanji—”

“Please forgive me!! I love you more than anything!!”

Before he’s able to say much else, you take his face in your hands and shut him up with a kiss, allowing you both to get your thoughts straight before you say anything in response to his groveling. Honestly though, he should know you better by now.

“I’m not happy about the situation—”

“I’m so sor—”

“But, I’m not going to be mad at you anymore. You’ve apologized enough and I believe you’re really sorry,” you give Sanji a smile, before rubbing your nose against his and making his face turn bright red at the affection, “I’m sure you went through a lot while we were apart, so I’ll give you a pass this time.”

“Mon amour, you’re the only one I love that much.”

“Yeah, I know, so if you do that again, I’ll have to clean my kunai.”

“…oh.”

You laughed a bit at Sanji’s reaction, which made him relax and smile in return, before he kissed you again.

“I swear, you’re the only one for me.”

“And the same for me, cutie.”

+!+

After you’ve all helped to put a stop to Hordy Jones and Luffy prevented the ship Noah from destroying Fishman Island, you’re glad for a reprieve that turns into a party with food and drinks. Every member of your crew, all the Fishmen that can fit in the palace, had a blast and the party continued on for so long that you and Sanji had to step away for a few minutes alone.

Somehow, luckily, you found an empty closet that you could sneak into, finally getting some time alone after everything that happened. You started out just talking and holding each other, before Sanji started kissing you all over your face and making you giggle, every now and then quieting yourself if you heard footsteps. You were still trying to keep your relationship a secret, so Sanji understood you silencing your giggles for a moment wasn’t because of him, it was to keep someone from opening the door.

“Hey,” Sanji kissed your cheek again, smiling at your giggle while you gave him a questioning look, “What if…what if we told everyone?”

“Hm?”

“About us. I mean, its been a while and part of the crew knows already.”

“Sanj—”

“Only if you want to!” He kissed you again to make sure you knew he wasn’t going to force you to tell everyone if you weren’t ready. “We can wait until you want to, I just—”

“Sanji,” you have to take his face in your hands to make him stop before he rambles too much, forcing him to look at you as you smile at him, “I think it’s fine if we tell everyone. We’re both in this for the long haul, I don’t think they have to worry about us making things weird by breaking up or anything.”

“You’re sure?”

“Mm-hm!” You nod and give him another kiss, causing Sanji to hug you tightly. He really was a little worried you’d reject the idea, but if you tell everyone, it’ll make it easier. You won’t have to sneak around and keep everything to yourselves.

“I love you so much!”

“I love you too, Sanji!” You giggle when he starts to kiss you face again. Sanji really is the sweetest man you’ve ever met, you feel so lucky to have him as your boyfriend, maybe future husband and father to your children one day, if he wants that with you too.

Unfortunately you’re interrupted when someone opens the closet door, and the sigh is familiar enough that you feel your face heating up.

“Can you two stop being gross for one day?”

“Zoro!” You shouted while Sanji pulled away from you to give a glare to your swordsman. “What are you doing?!”

“I was looking for the bathroom!”

“This obviously isn’t it!!”

[cozage]

The Daughter's Return Part 3

Chapter 17: The Old Man in the Bar

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Marco must have moved you in the night, because you woke up in the bed, tucked under the covers. 

The empty bed. 

“Marco?!” You tried to keep the panic out of your voice when you called for him, the fear of being left again overtaking your rationality. 

“Good morning to you too,” he groaned. Your body relaxed at his voice, grateful he was still with you. 

“When is our meeting with Pops?” you asked, trying to think of how today would play out. It would either result in giving you a chance to save Ace or killing everyone. And their fate was in your hands. 

“After breakfast,” Marco said. You heard him sit up, and he let out a soft sigh as he stretched the sleep out of his muscles. 

“Let’s go eat, then.” You got out of bed and flipped on the light so you could see his room better. 

“Always in a hurry,” he mumbled, but he got up and started getting ready. 

He gave you clothes without you having to ask, which you were thankful for. When the two of you were dressed and Jinx was fed, you grabbed breakfast to go and the two of you went to find your father. 

When your father noticed you and Marco standing in the doorway, he commanded everyone to leave. You got a few nervous glances towards your shackles, but you ignored them. For Ace, you'd wear a thousand shackles if you had to. 

“I’m against you going to Sabaody,” your father started. “For several reasons.”

“I understand.” You kept your voice even, your panic to a minimum. “But you have to understand that we won’t make it to Marineford if we try any other way.”

Your father sighed. “Who is this mechanic? And how do you know him? Why didn’t you and Ace use Blinky like usual the last time you went through?”

“Blinky was sick when we went through,” you explained. “He recommended Shakky’s Rip-off Bar and the mechanic there.”

“Rip-off Bar,” your father laughed. “Quite a name.”

“He does good work.” 

“Fine,” he said, and you were shocked by his immediate willingness to let you go. “The two of you go. The shackles stay on, regardless of who gives you funny looks. Be back by tonight.”

“Thank you!” You said, jumping out of your seat and giving him a tight hug. “Thank you.”

“Be quick about it. Before I change my mind.”

You took off before he said another word. 

“Are you sure this guy can do this?” Marco loaded the boat, skeptical of your confidence. “We have a lot of ships. It’s a tall order to get that done.”

“I’m not sure.” It wasn’t worth it to hide secrets or exaggerate anymore. “But if anyone can, he can.”

At Sabaody, you went straight for Grove 13. You were desperate to get there. A moment away from him was a moment wasted.

“Shakky!” You called, looking around as you entered the bar.

“Where are we?” Marco whispered. “Y/N, this doesn’t-”

“Hey there pretty girl,” Shakky’s smooth voice cut through the air as she emerged from the back. “Weren’t expecting to see you here so soon again. And with a new guy.” Her eyes moved over to Marco, watching him with calculating precision. 

“Is he here?” You asked, trying to peek in the back room. “I have a big job for him, but we’ll pay whatever you want.”

“Whatever I want, huh?” The old man emerged, grinning at you. 

“Anything.”

“You must really want that boy back.”

“Please, Rayleigh.”

He sighed, shaking his head. “How many ships?”

“Sixty.”

Rayleigh let out an impressed whistle. “And you want it done in…?”

“Six days.”

Shakky raised her eyebrow, looking at Rayleigh.

“You know what you’re asking, right kid?”

“I’ll do anything, Rayleigh. Please. He’s-“

“I know who he is.” Rayleigh was shaking his head still. “I’ll do it. But I want to know a few things first. And I want that guy out. Go tell your captain to bring his ships to Grove 13. I’ll keep his daughter as insurance.”

Marco glared at you, but you shook your head. 

“I’ll answer anything you want, Rayleigh. But I can’t leave Marco’s sight while we’re here. It’s the rule.”

The old man adjusted his glasses and chuckled. “Ah, so that’s why you’ve got those cuffs on. Got in trouble, huh?”

You gave him a sheepish grin. “Maybe a little.”

“We’ll, deal doesn’t fly if I don’t get to talk to you privately. Sorry kid.”

“Rayleigh!”

“Stay here,” Marco gritted his teeth, but he knew this was the only chance to save Ace. “If you leave, Y/N. I swear I will-“

“I won’t leave!” You promised. “Rayleigh wouldn’t let me anyway.”

Marco looked at the old man skeptically, but he nodded. “We have your vivre card. If either of you try to pull anything-“

“You’re wasting time,” Rayleigh said, tapping his foot. “Better hurry.”

Marco looked at you one last time, silently begging you to behave. You gave him a nod in agreement, and then he dashed out the door, leaving you alone with Rayleigh and Shakky. 

The moment Marco was gone, you shot a glare at Raleigh. “You never told me you were Silvers Raleigh. The Silvers Raleigh.”

“So?” Rayleigh looked you up and down. “You never told me you were pregnant.”

Your eyes widened, your gaze moving down to your stomach in horror. 

“Relax, girl, you aren’t showing. Not obviously, at least.”

Your arms crossed over your stomach self consciously. “Ace is-“

“The father,” Rayleigh finished. “Yes, I assumed so.”

“Did you know?” You asked. 

“That he’s Roger’s son? Or that you were pregnant last time you were here?” Rayleigh chuckled. “Either way, I had my suspicions.”

“Is that why you wanted to talk to me privately?” You asked. “To confirm all of that?”

“No,” he said. “It was to do this.”

He grabbed the shackles around your wrists and pushed inward. They clicked open, and the shackles fell to the floor. 

“Hey!” You shouted. “I can’t take those off! My dad-“

“Doesn’t want you involved in the battle. But they won’t win unless you’re there. Fighting.” Rayleigh picked up the shackles and handed them back to you. “I hate to say it kid, but you’re a big factor on if they win this or not. I know that ia a lot of pressure to put on you, but something tells me you’re used to it.

“I can’t offer my support during the war that will inevitably happen during Marineford. But I can offer you the ability to make your own choices. And I will coat all of the ships you bring me. As long as you help me do it.”

“Deal.” You clicked the shackles back into place, but you found that you could easily take them off if you knew where to press. Your decisions were finally going to be back in your hands again. 

“Then let’s get to work.”

It was hard work. Raleigh snapped the chains off your shackles so you could move easier, but you still kept them on around your wrists in fear of Marco’s return. 

You had just finished the fourth batch of coating material when ships began to arrive. 

“Y/N!” Your father’s voice boomed across the grove, and you flinched at the rage in his voice. 

“You really have pissed him off,” Rayleigh muttered, laughing at your misfortune. 

“It’s a long story,” you grumbled. 

You could see his giant frame marching toward the bar, Marco leading the way. The first division commander looked nervous. You couldn’t blame him. You hadn’t exactly been the most reliable recently. 

You raced out the door and waved to his small approaching army. “Dad! It’s okay! I’m still-”

“I told you to stay with Marco!” He shouted in rage, his anger increasing when he saw the state of your shackles. “I told you to follow-“

You took a step back in fear, but a hand clasped onto your shoulder and steadied you.  

Rayleigh stood behind you, waving to your family with his free hand. “Sorry about that, Ed! My fault! Had to catch up with your girl, that’s all!”

Your father stopped mid stride, staring at the man behind you in disbelief. 

“Rayleigh?”

The old man smirked. “Long time no see, old man.”

Your father waited a beat, and then burst out into laughter. “You’re the one that can coat the ships?”

Rayleigh smiled deviously and chuckled. “For a price.”

“I’m guessing you’re also the one who broke my daughter’s chains there?”

“She’s been working very hard for me,” Rayleigh said. “Had to make use of some free labor. Couldn’t have her sitting around all day.”

“Ah Rayleigh,” your father wiped a tear from his eye. “It’s good to see you.”

“Don’t get sentimental on me now,” Rayleigh laughed. “We have work to do.”

You never complained. Whenever things felt too hard, you just thought of Ace, sitting in his prison cell. Was he alone, or surrounded by people? Had anyone been to visit him? Surely Garp had. It would be cruel for him not to visit. 

You thought of Luffy as well, and wondered where he was in all of it. Did he even know Ace had been captured? He wasn’t good at keeping up with news events, but you hoped someone in his crew would’ve informed him. 

“Don’t let your mind wander off,” Rayleigh scolded. “I need you present with me or you’ll mess up a batch.”

Every day you had the same routine. In the morning, you fed Jinx and went with Marco for a checkup. Then you went ashore with Rayleigh, and worked for hours at a time to help coat the boats. The two of you fell into a rhythm, and by the third day you had gotten more than 80% of the boats done. 

In the evening, you went over strategy plans. You let your ideas be picked apart by everyone at the table without complaint. Elmy was your biggest critic, but you didn’t let it bother you anymore. If it meant saving Ace, you’d listen to Elmy for the rest of your life.

At night, you fed Jinx again and you all slept together in Marco’s room. You couldn’t bring yourself to sleep in your room without Ace. The bed felt too big, and Marco wouldn’t let you out of his sight overnight anyway. 

You ate at some point during the day, meals that Marco had tailored just for you. But you didn’t taste anything. It was all bland and blended together. But you didn’t complain or argue. 

You were perfect by everyone’s standards. You always did what you were told. Someone gave you a task and you completed it, and then you waited patiently for the next one. 

Everyone was waiting for you to break. They expected you to go off the rails and go rogue. But you kept your composure. Rayleigh had given you one chance to make a move, and you refused to sabotage it. 

By the fifth day, you and Rayleigh had finished the boats. On the sixth day, you got ready to depart from Sabaody. 

“Are you ready?” He asked when the two of you were alone. 

“What if it’s not enough?” You whispered, looking at him with fear in your eyes.

“Did you do the best you could?” he asked. “Will you do the best you can?”

“I did,” you said, looking up at your father’s ship. “I will.”

“That’s all you can do. The rest is up to fate.” Rayleigh grabbed your head and pulled you into his chest. “I hope it is on your side.”

Your bottom lip trembled, and tears threatened to spill out as you hugged him back tightly. “Me too.”

“Regardless,” he said. “It’ll all be over tomorrow. So go. Prepare yourself.” 

“Thank you, Rayleigh.” You hesitated. “Can you do one more thing for me?”

“What now?”

You left Jinx with him, with the promise to return with her true master. Jinx didn’t like the idea, but she seemed to understand, and took to Rayleigh quite nicely. 

Marco had finished up his nightly check up on you and your child when he let out the sigh you knew all too well. The lecture sigh. 

You had been waiting for it. You knew it was coming. He was going to scold you, warn you what would happen if you tried to take part in the battle. He was going to attempt to guilt trip you using every play in the book. 

“If you decide to use your ability, your baby-“

“I know what will happen, Marco.” Your voice came out much more snippy and irritated than you had meant, but you had to get your point across. 

“It’s not just your life you’ll be risking if you leave the ship tomorrow.” He looked up at you, his eyes full of concern. He knew you too well. 

“I won’t leave the ship.” You were careful not to make any promises. “I’ll make any sacrifice necessary.” You methodically put your hand over your stomach, as if you were implying you’d sacrifice anything for your child and their future. 

It was just a show for Marco, though. In reality, you’d make any sacrifice necessary for Ace, not this child. But you hadn’t specified that. Whatever inferences Marco was making was up to him. 

Did you love this child growing inside you? Of course. And you would do almost anything for it. Almost anything. 

Ace, though-you’d sacrifice the world for him. You’d easily sacrifice yourself and this child inside you if it meant he would walk away without being harmed. Loving him was more instinctual than breathing. And you wouldn’t stop fighting until he was free, no matter who was against you. 

But Marco couldn’t know that. He had to believe it was your child that you cared most about now. If he knew it was Ace, they’d kick you off the leading ship; they’d kick you off this whole mission. 

“Do you think it’s a boy or a girl?” You asked. You had to make baby talk to convince Marco that you were genuinely invested in this baby, but part of you was actually curious. 

“I hope for your sake it’s a girl.” Marco gave a light chuckle. “Can you imagine another Ace running around here?”

You groaned thinking about the possibility. 

“Although another hard head like you won’t be very easy either.” Marco had a playful smile on his face as you shot him a glare, and the two of you burst out laughing. 

“I don’t think it’ll be easy regardless, given their heritage.” You smiled down at your stomach, thinking about it. “A family full of troublemakers. I can’t wait to see who they become.”

And a part of you was truly excited to think about your future child and what they would accomplish. But you had to push it from your mind. You had bigger, more imminent things to focus on. 

War was just over the horizon. You would see Ace soon. You would save Ace soon, no matter the cost.  

You went to bed that night, stomach churning in anticipation. Marco had given you the bed, but you were tossing and turning, unable to get comfortable in any position. 

��Marco?” you whispered into the darkness.

“Hm?” Marco hummed back. It was clear he was still just as awake and alert as you were. 

“Will we win tomorrow?” you asked. “Will this all be worth it?”

“We’ll win.” He was so confident, you almost believed him.

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