#the enchanted ones

[izzylovesyou2022]

The Enchanted Ones (Chapter 1)

The stairs had never felt so unsteady nor had my breathing felt quite as stifled as they did at this moment. It didn’t help that the only light I could see was the Queen of Italy, my Aunt Allegra’s flashlight and even that was dimmed. I paused, my feet on two separate stairs, to readjust Aria in my arms. A small whine escaped from her lips and I gently hushed her before reclaiming my pace. My elf ears remained alert for any noise of alarm or anger or any of the negative feelings from way above me, but I didn’t need to worry. Aunt Allegra and I soon reached the bottom of the steps and she quickly flung open the castle door.

Goosebumps formed up my arms as the cool night air blasted me full force in the face, but I ignored it and kept following Aunt Allegra. She must have used some sort of secret silencing charm on her shoes, because even on the cobblestone we treaded on, her feet made no sound. The only sounds heard were the occasional neighing of one of the castle horses and my heavy breathing.

I nearly slammed into Aunt Allegra when she came to a sudden stop in front of the horse-drawn carriage in front of us. Living in modern Italy, we didn’t see a lot of horse-drawn carriages anymore, unless we were at plays or events put on by townsmen, but since our escape needed to be quiet and painless, we made the decision to use the less noisy horse and carriage mode of transportation.

Aunt Allegra turned to me and in the bright light of the moon and her flashlight, I could see pain and tears in her green eyes. She hadn’t been in my life for very long, only about six months, but she’d become my biggest protector against my uncle, King Dante. I could see her lips thinning, like I always do when I’m trying not to cry. She straightened and stared into my eyes.

“My child, you have been brave. You must take care of you and Aria. I will be fine.”

I used a finger to gesture for my driver and he raced towards me.

“Yes, your highness?”

I carefully placed Aria into his arms and gave a hard swallow as he cradled her to his chest. Aria was the main reason for my escape.  

“Please make her comfortable in the carriage. I will be there in a moment.”

He ducked his head in a bow and hurried off with Aria.

The smell of the roses my mother had once so carefully planted in her garden rushed and weaved through the air, only making my throat tighten. To the left of that garden, under the safety of an oak tree, lay her grave, her final resting place where she could finally be at peace.

“Your mother will understand, child,” Aunt Allegra whispered, gentleness covering every word, “you are not abandoning her.”

I swiped at my eyes and mentally scolded myself. 1,700 (or seventeen in human years) was too old to be crying, and yet, any mention of Mother was enough to send me to tears. The next thing I felt were Aunt Allegra’s arms wrapped around me and her soothing hum tickling my ears.

“I will never forget this,” I croaked, my throat feeling suddenly dry from the air and the thoughts roaming around my head, “and I will come back for you.”

Aunt Allegra straightened to her full height and pierced me with her green eyes. An elf-maid whose beauty just barely competed with my mother’s.

“Go now, Enzo.”

I swallowed my pride and tears and walked to the carriage. I climbed inside and forced myself not to look back. The driver slapped the reigns against the horse’s back and the carriage sped away. Only once we were on the road and speeding away from the castle did I breath normally again.

The clip-clop of the horse’s hooves soothed my spirit and I turned to my sleeping daughter, Aria. I wanted to cry out of thankfulness that she didn’t know what was going on. The most I’d told her was that we’d be going on an adventure to another country. Obviously, that excited her.

I kept one hand close to hers in case she suddenly woke up and glanced up at the night sky. The stars shone in their places, little pieces of fairy dust, as Mother called them. Mother studied the stars and taught me how to fall in love and stay in love with them. “The stars are our one constant, Enzo,” she’d once told me, “a way of guiding us when we most need it. Always follow the stars. You never know where they will lead.”

The carriage came to a sudden halt near a field. I didn’t see the moon, but my ears caught the sound of a plane engine. As part of the royal family, I had my own private plane. Well, more like my Uncle’s plane, but Aunt Allegra had arranged everything with the pilot. This plane would be taking me and Aria to America.

I scooped up my still-sleeping daughter into my lap and waited until my driver opened the carriage door. While I got out, my elf-guards and the pilot scrambled to get our luggage—4 large suitcases—onto the plane.

I got out of the carriage and handed Aria to the nearest guard. I watched for a moment as he hurried away, and then turned my attention to my driver.

“My friend,” I whispered, laying a hand on his shoulder, “you have been amazing. I owe so much to you. You and my aunt planned this out perfectly. I know she already paid you, but to give you my thanks, here is an additional 17 euros.”

I dropped the money in his hand. I saw him swallowing back the tears and the lump in his throat as he inclined his head at me.

“Do not worry about us, good Prince. Take care of yourself and the little one.” 

I gave him one final squeeze of his shoulder before hurrying across the field and scampering up the steps of the plane.

Soon, we were off, leaving my childhood home and everything I’d ever known before. Sadness and excitement mixed to form a pit in my stomach and I forced myself to look away from the window. I just stared at the back of my pilot’s seat and tried to breathe through my nose. I looked over my shoulder at the four suitcases neatly stacked and relaxed my shoulders. Everything Aria and I needed was in those cases. Thank goodness for quick planning.

“Dada?”

My eyes flickered over to Aria, who was rubbing hard at her eyes with her tiny fists and kicking her legs back and forth. I gently placed her in my lap and tucked her messy black hair behind her ears.

“Have a good nap?”

I’d hope she’d sleep through the night, but not all my prayers could be answered. I looked at her little elf-ears and wondered what sort of powers, if any, she’d grow up to have. I’d recently discovered that I had sky powers, which basically meant I could bring down lightning and cause massive storms to distract enemies. I hoped I wouldn’t have to use those powers in the near future, my sword did just fine, but with me being on the run, I knew I’d have to sooner or later. I was thankful that I’d learned relatively quick how to control my powers, because causing my pilot to fly in a storm wouldn’t look good to anyone.

Aria pushed herself up in my lap to look out the window and stuck out her lower lip when she realized it was nighttime.

“Where sun?”

I chuckled and scooted a little closer to the window with Aria. I pointed at the moon doing it’s job giving light to the pilot and the world below and then pointed at the stars, each one twinkling in it’s rightful place.

“The sun is sleeping, Aria, but see? The moon and the stars are doing their jobs. They are awake. They help protect the nighttime.”

Aria’s dark blue eyes looked at me in wonder and then glanced back out the window. Her hands wrapped tightly around the little dragon blanket she’d gotten for her birthday.

“Stars running,” she said.

I looked out the window and saw a star rushing across the heavens, leaving a trail of silver in it’s wake. My eyes stung as I realized that was Mother sending me a message. Shooting stars had always been Mother’s favorite, and my gut feeling announced to me that she was guiding our course.

“It’s a shooting star, Aria,” I whispered as she rubbed her eyes again and crawled back into my lap, “the luckiest stars of all.”

Soon enough, Aria traveled to dreamland and I placed her back on the plane seat, smiling as her hands tightened around her little dragon blanket. I stroked her hair and leaned back in my seat. I should feel tired but I truly wasn’t. I wasn’t sure if it was excitement or fear that kept me awake.

“Both,” I answered, “I’m feeling both.”

I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew, my stomach went into my throat, and I jerked awake to realize my pilot was descending. My eyes flickered over the rising sun, turning the sky orange and red, mixing together to create a moment in time. I glanced at Aria, who sat playing with her blanket, and reached over to place her in my lap.

“We’re descending, Aria. We’ve arrived.”

Aria tucked her head back against my chest and pointed at the flashing lights of the airport below. Private planes usually don’t land at airports but because we were in a different country, we had too. I wasn’t bothered by it though: different countries had different customs.

Once our feet were on the ground and all of our baggage unloaded, a silver car sped up to us. Two people hopped out and I realized with a start that they were both elves. I recognized the older elf as actor Ronan Canavan. I’d watched his movies many times and always thought of him as some sort of hero. Hurrying behind Ronan was an elf-maid who looked to be about my age. Her blue hair hung over her shoulder in a fishtail braid and in the morning light, she glowed.

“Prince Enzo,” Ronan intoned, bowing low to me as the elf-maid did the same, “we welcome you and the little one to America.” He nodded and smiled at Aria as he spoke.

“Thank you,” I said, placing one hand over my heart and then slowly holding out my arm. Mother had taught me that little gesture as a sign of gratitude.

Ronan repeated my gesture and then turned to the elf standing near him.

“This is my daughter, Aoife.”

Aoife considered me and I swore her eyes stared into my soul.

“Prince Enzo.”

 “Aoife, it’s nice to meet you.”

She held out her hand and, for a moment, I thought about doing the Italian greeting of touching my nose to her hand, but didn’t and instead shook it. I shifted Aria up onto my hip and watched as Ronan grabbed two of our suitcases. My mouth opened to protest, but Aoife laid her hand on my arm and shook her head.

 “Nay, Prince Enzo. You have a child in your arms. Let my Father do what must be done.”

I quickly snapped my mouth shut and turned to properly face her. Elves with a blue glow on their skin were a rarity in Europe. I wondered if they were common in America. Both Ronan and Aoife had the blue glow. I decided not to ask.  

“Do you have powers?”

The heat rose in my cheeks at the stupidity of that question, but Aoife only laughed and nodded.

“Yes, Prince, I have powers. Water powers.”

Well, that was interesting. I’d met a lot of elves but Aoife was the first one I’d come across who had water powers.

“Like, water bending?”

Another laugh, this one quiet and tinkling.

“Yes and no. I can make shapes with the water but I control the weather of the water. Meaning I can create hurricanes, floods, and even giant waves. Those are just the ‘bad’ parts of my powers. I can filter dirty water clean with just the snap of a hand or even fill an empty glass just by touching it if I focus hard enough, just to name a few good ones.”

My eyebrows shot all the way up. I couldn’t believe that I’d met someone who has these powers. It’s the coolest thing.

All those words stuck in my throat, however, as I followed her to the car and hopped inside. To my surprise, I find a car seat for Aria in the back. I shoot Aoife a sideways glance.

“Father bought it yesterday,” she explained, “it’s a magical car seat. It fits exactly to the size of the child. Try it out.”

I placed Aria in the seat and stared, transfixed, as it buckled her exactly how I always do. I didn’t think my eyes could widen much more. Why didn’t we have these back in Italy?

My face must’ve looked funny, because a snort and a giggle zoomed around the car as it pulled away from the airport.

“A lot of elves and even humans use car seats like this,” Ronan said from the front seat, catching my eye in the rearview mirror, “there are non-magical ones, of course, but the magical ones are considered safer. There was a lot of trial and error to get the magical ones right. Kids your little one’s age are lucky. When I was a kid, there were no magical car seats. Whoever invented them must have been a parent.”

“How do they work?”

Aoife pulled one leg close to her body and pulled a finger-file from her pocket.

“Well, you know, with non-magical ones, you have to play with the straps to fit it perfectly on your child. With the magical ones, it senses the height, weight, and gender of your child, and conforms the straps to fit your child just so. It does the work for you.” 

I didn’t think I could say another word. Everything that had gone on in the past...I don’t know. My brain can’t understand time anymore. The adrenaline faded from my system.

To calm myself, I rested my head on the window and watched the world go by. Tall buildings shone in the still-early morning. There wasn’t a lot of traffic for us to run into, but I could see owners hurrying to the doors of their businesses and people rushing into their offices. The orange and red of the sunrise faded and all I could see was blue skies and a few puffy white clouds.

After a while, I realized we were driving away from the city. Tall buildings turned into small houses and farm land. Flowers of every color grew along the road side.

“How far is your house from here?”

I rested my elbow up against the window as I spoke, studying Aoife. Her fingers were plaiting small braids into Aria’s hair.

She didn’t even look at me, but the corners of her mouth twitched upward.

“If we were driving at a normal speed, it’d take us about ten hours. But, Father and one of his friends did some magic on the car that allows it to go at high speed, but it doesn’t look that way to humans. I think we’ll be there quite shortly.”

Can someone really surprise you two times in less than two hours? The answer was yes. First with the magic car seat and now with this magic on the car. Was I really that cut off from the world or was Italy more old school than I remember?

“Besides,” she continued, her brown-hazel eyes finally meeting mine as her fingers continued to work on Aria’s hair, “it’s not really a house. I mean, it’s my home but it’s not like one of the houses you see out there.”

Before I could ask her what she meant, a strong smell floated through the window. Sea-salt. The ocean.  

I almost gave myself a whiplash turning my head to see the clear blue of the ocean crashing against the ivory sand of the beach. I hadn’t been to the ocean for so long, I’d nearly forgotten what it looked like. What threw me back even more, however, was coming up over the hill and seeing the huge castle. In the sunlight, the pure white bricks nearly blinded me. I turned to stare at Aoife.

“Are…are you a….are you a princess?”

“No, my friend. This castle was built by my grandfather for my grandmother. She’d always dreamed of living in a castle, so he had this built for her.”

Love makes you do some wonderful things

The large gated fence around the castle creaked open and we drove right through. The castle spiraled far above me. I counted two guard towers and studied the battlements. I didn’t see a drawbridge, but on the far left end, I saw two chapels. This castle was about the same size as the one I lived in back home. I liked this castle, however, because it was on the beach and miles and miles of space.

“Plenty of space for you, little one,” Aoife muttered to Aria, who giggled and grabbed at her fingers.

I’d forgotten that Ronan was in the car, so when his deep voice spoke, I nearly jumped out of my skin.

“You will be safe here, Enzo. Your Aunt Allegra picked me because of this place.”

[harleyacoincidence]

(from my WIP: The Enchanted Ones)

Sitting on one of the bigger swings was someone I’d ever seen before. Black wavy hair swirled over their shoulders and hung down to the middle of their back and their hands—with thin, long fingers—tightly gripped the chain of the swing. They were dressed in a pair of black jeans, a plain white t-shirt, and blue sneakers. When they looked up, I observed a thin beard and startling blue eyes. Well, actually, I’d call them sapphire eyes. Either way, they were gorgeous.

Just as I opened my mouth to apologize for staring, he grinned and pointed at my ears.

“A fellow elf!”

His accent wasn’t something I could place right away, and it took me a minute to realize he sounded like an Italian student in my history class.

“Yes, I am!”

I pushed my hair behind my elf-ears and took the swing next to him. The sunlight created a halo behind the head of black hair as he turned towards me, his blue eyes actually twinkling like the stars.

“What is the name of the…..state we are in? I’m Enzo….Prince Enzo, actually.”

I startled and stared at him with wide eyes, thinking he was joking.

“Maine! And I’m Aoife. Charming to meet you, Prince Enzo!”

You have me hooked. Please do keep me updated (and add me to your taglist, if you have one for this WIP)!

[enchantingruinscandy]

[rocktheholygrail]

[noodles-and-tea]

This trope would be so funny for them

[inkiedraws]

They're just friends but they're also mom and dad.

[hedgehog-moss]

I was researching climbing vines to adorn an ugly fence, and the porcelain berry is the most festive vine I’ve ever seen. Too bad it’s described as aggressively invasive. Also fascinated with the description of the berries, which are said to be edible “for those of you who enjoy bland food with a slimy texture”

[oautincorrectquotes]

Rumple: No one can hurt me if I’m cold and detached and not emotionally invested in anyone

Belle: Hi :)

Rumple: *sweating* Shit

[hollytree33]

JUDGEMENT

Finally, her fourth and final card for Trespasser!!

1. The Hanged Man

2. The Chariot

3. The High Priestess

[mossattack]

a mysterious entity that helps us with crafting?

i mean.....

[izzylovesyou2022]

The Enchanted Ones: Chapter II

Even barely awake, I could still make my way down the stairs to the kitchen. I guess that’s the advantage of knowing your home inside and out. Plus, I’m an elf, meaning my senses are heightened.

I stumbled into the kitchen and through my half-opened eyes, saw Father and Kieran talking. Oh, I guess I should introduce Kieran. Kieran is my older half-brother on my mom’s side. Father and I being elves never bothered him. It’s won him points with the people he works with.

I made my way over the coffee machine and smiled when I saw it was already made. I poured myself a glass and took a sip. Ah, the much needed caffeine.

“Don’t drink all of it,” Kieran threw over his shoulder, “our honored guest might like some.”

I grunted and pushed myself onto one of the kitchen barstools.

“I have no intention of drinking all of it,” I mumbled, “there will be plenty for the Prince.”

Prince Enzo. Our new housemate for I don’t know how long. I remembered Father talking to others about plans to keep him here. Something about “being a refuge from Italy.”

Father frowned at me from across the bar. I didn’t look at him. I knew his eyes were searching me.

“Did you not sleep last night, daughter?”

I looked at him as I drained the last of my coffee and twirled the mug between my fingers.

“Slept fine, Father. I’m just barely awake.”

That got a laugh out of both of them. I didn’t stop my smile, even if it was aimed at the floor instead of them. Sleeping was the one thing that came easy for me.

The sound of running footsteps and then a high-pitched squeal caught our attention and all three of us turned to see Enzo holding a giggling Aria in his arms. Her giggles made my smile widen. I haven’t seen a toddler as adorable as her in ages.

Enzo inclined his head to each of us and walked over the kitchen table, which sat at the opposite end of the bar.

“There’s a box of Lucky Charms in the pantry, my friend,” Father said, grabbing a bowl and spoon from the cabinet.

Kieran eyed Enzo with great interest as he grabbed the box of the aforementioned cereal from the pantry and set it on the table.

“What’s the usual breakfast in Italy?”

Enzo handed Aria her spoon and rolled back his shoulders. By the wistful look in his blue eyes, I knew he was missing home.

“It depends. Sometimes it’s just a simple bread and butter, or what you call toast here. Sometimes it’s a big affair, with at least three different meats, eggs, and cheese on bread. And of course, no breakfast would be complete without a cup of coffee.”

Kieran whistled in appreciation and I laughed and pushed him in the side.

“You’re an idiot, do you know that?”

Kieran only smirked and shrugged his shoulders before sitting down next to Enzo.

“Well, I’m also your brother,” he said.

I watched Enzo muffle his laugh into his arm and resisted the urge to throw my spoon at him. The best I could do was snort and look at the beautiful weather outside. The waves crashing against the sand and the sun making the water sparkle under it’s light. How lucky we were to live next to the ocean. Where I could see this beautiful scenery every single day.

Just as if he was reading my mind, Enzo cast his glance in my direction and leaned forward on the chair. His eyes were gleaming just as bright as the ocean.

“Aoife, you’re a lucky elf-maid. You get a beautiful castle with so much room and you get to live by the ocean. Aria and I are so lucky to be here.”

I smiled as Aria tossed her spoon onto the table and arched an eyebrow.

“Yes, I know. We’re incredibly lucky to live in this wonderful place. But didn’t you have a castle too?”

Enzo picked up the spoon that Aria threw and heaved out a sigh. I could see how heavily leaving Italy weighed on him.

“A beautiful castle,” he agreed, staring out at the water, “but it’s not by an ocean. My castle back home has a lot of flower gardens and a lot of places to ride horses. We have horse-drawn carriages as well as cars.”

My eyebrows arched even higher.

“I thought those things were left behind years ago. I mean…” my voice faltered under Enzo’s tilted-head-stare, “people used those in the 1800s.”

Father chuckled and ruffled up my hair.

“Italy has a different culture, Aoife.”

I absentmindedly tapped my fingers on the glass in front of me and filled it with water. Father and Kieran didn’t spare it a glance, but Enzo looked at me questioningly.

“I told you yesterday, my good sir,” I joked, handing him the glass, “I can make things fill with water. Sometimes I don’t even realize I’m doing it.”

Enzo took a sip of water and let out such a loud gasp that all of us stared at him in shock and concern.

“This is some of the cleanest and best-tasting water I’ve ever had! Oh, how delightful!”

Heat rose to my cheeks as I choked out a “thank you.” There was no reason for Enzo’s words to cause my heart to skip a few beats. People complemented me all the time on my water skills.

A few hours later, I sat on the beach with Enzo and Aria. Father had left to go shopping and Kieran had left to go to work. The ocean gently lapped over our feet and I smiled at Aria’s loud squeals and giggles. I hadn’t seen a toddler—elf or human—as happy and giggly as Aria in quite a few years. I could sense she’d bring a lot of joy and laughter to the castle.

“How old were you when you realized you had powers?”

My eyes tore away from Aria to look at Enzo. He had his chin resting on his hands and his fingers played with the lightning-shaped ring he wore.

I dug my fingers into the sand and sucked my lower lip between my teeth.

“I was about four. Father had left a glass on the table and I had been playing with it. When he came back five minutes later, it was filled with water. I was too short to reach the sink and Kieran was away at our mom’s, so he must’ve sensed that I had refilled it. I was about ten or eleven when I discovered that I could control the water. You know: the waves and the hurricanes and such. I’ll be completely honest; it takes a lot to push to me to the point that I will cause a hurricane.”

I’d only known Enzo for about a day, and yet here I was, spilling out my secrets to him. Well, I knew why: elves with powers, especially when they’re young like we are, needed other people to rely on. What better people to do that than people who understand the struggle of having powers?

I nodded at Aria and scooted closer to the pair of them.

“Does she have powers?”

Enzo caught Aria as she stumbled over a small pile of sand and shook his head. “Not that I’ve seen. But you know, some elves discover their powers later…like me. I only discovered I had sky powers like a year or so ago.”  

[daylighteclipsed]

[kizzer55555]

Core Gems

So when a ghost becomes injured, they have a last ditch defense where they retreat into their core. And I mean, injured badly where their body is rip apart to the point they can’t hold a solid form anymore. And they basically go into a hibernation state until they are strong enough to form again.

Ellie, Danny, and Dan are all injured in a final battle against the GIW. The organization was destroyed and the ghosts were safe but the halfas ended up being so injured that they reverted to core form and then went to sleep for a bit. When they woke up, they were still weak but at least recovered enough to gain consciousness. And realize…they are in some kind of auction…in the middle of a heist. It appeared that two furries (one in a bat costume and one in a cat costume) were ducking it out. And they…they were a necklace. All three of them had been turned into a necklace with their cores as gems accompanied by sapphires, pearls, and opals. And frankly gorgeous craftsmanship as the metal was crafted around their cores as if to cradle them and the other gems.

Unfortunately, they were too weak to take a form properly, they could still feel the strain on their bodies. But at least they could still communicate through their auras. Then the cat lady punched a hole in the glass container surrounding them and grabbed their necklace.

However, the bat grabbed the other end and it resulted in a sort of tug-a-war. Meanwhile, Danny, Ellie, and Dan were having a back and form commentary on the situation and what they should do. Completely unheard by the other party.

In the corner of their eye, the three halfas finally noticed a third contender. Some kind of clown who was…hold on…holding a gun?! And it was pointed straight at the two fighting furies who had yet to notice him. The ghosts’ protective instincts went into overdrive and they frantically tried to shout, yell, move. Just do something to warn the two but their cries fell on deaf ears. All they succeeded in doing was faintly glow which immediatly caught the attention of the fighting duo. The two turned to look at the strange necklace but right at that moment, the clown fired and a gunshot rang throughout the auction room. Having no other options, Danny and the others poured every ounce of ectoplasm they had to try and phaseshift, making the two furries intangible as the bullets passed right through them, but in their shock, the two jumped away in opposite directions and accidentally ripped the necklace apart. Gems and pearls went flying and the three cores bounced along the ground.

Luckily, the two finally noticed the clown and went to deal with him and his minions who had appeared. Seemingly putting their fight on hold and forming a temporary truce. The three halfas could only watch as the battle finally wound down, ending with the cops barging into the place and arresting the clown and his grunts, the cat managing to escape with half the scattered gems and pearls from the broken necklace along with a few other jewelry pieces (none of their cores though) and the bat leaving through a skylight.

The auction continued and in the end, despite being broken, their necklace seemed to have caught someone’s interest. A man named Bruce Wayne bought up every piece of the shattered jewelry wear. The auctioneers appeared relived that the item managed to sell in the end and gratefully gave it to him.

Bruce had no idea what happened at the auction, but he could have sworn that some of the gems faintly glowed right before he and Selina were shot. If the necklace was some sort of magical item, then he needed to understand exactly what has been brought to Gotham. It was unfortunate that Selena had taken some parts of the necklace but he utilized his vast wealth to make sure all the other parts ended in his possession. Now he would take them back to the mansion for examination.

[the-greatest-magic-of-all]

Kalina was probably unmade in the mall fight along with Cassandra but she's a familiar. Familiars can be summoned. As a cleric, Kristen can't summon her, she doesn't have acess to that spell.

But Riz does.

[alisonwritesimagines]

I Was Enchanted to Meet You ~LA!Shanks x Reader~

Summary: Shanks comes back to you before he leaves your village once again. Except this time, it may be your final goodbye.

Author’s Note: I just watched the live action One Piece show and I have to say... I am a slut for Buggy, Shanks, and Mihawk.

Fluff Ending | Angst Ending

Reader’s Pronouns: She/Her

Warnings: angst, some fluff, mentions of smut, reader and Shanks being Luffy's adoptive parents in a way

Side Note: This is a secondary blog. If you comment a question down below, I will not answer since this is not the main blog. Please send the question to my inbox if you want a response back!

Do not repost this anywhere!

You were Luffy's caretaker and teacher. While his grandfather was a high respected Marine, he entrusted you with his grandson whenever he wasn't available to take care of him.

"I'm bored of this," Luffy said as you two were going over some reading.

"A good pirate should know how to read."

"Yeah but I should be preparing to set sail when Shanks comes back," Luffy said.

"How about this? We can go see Shanks today since he is suppose to be back today after we finish our lesson?" You asked him.

"Alright!" Luffy smiled before looking down at his book.

True to your word, you both headed over to the dock where you saw Shanks's ship. You watched as Luffy rushed over to the deck before helping out.

"Luffy! I was wondering when you'd pop up," Shanks said as he finally noticed the small boy. You leaned against the edge while Shanks looked around before finally seeing you. His smile widen a little more before walking over towards you.

"And how are you, my dear Y/n?" Shanks asked as he raised your hand to his lips.

"Nice to see you again Shanks," you smiled at him.

"I'm not joking! I'm ready to join your crew," Luffy insisted to Shanks.

"The sea isn't a child's game. It's dangerous. The scars on my face are proof of that. Besides, I need someone to watch over Y/n and I trust you," Shanks told Luffy as he continued to help his crew unload their ship.

"I can do it, Shanks. I swear," Luffy said.

"You're not ready."

"I am. And I'll show you!" Luffy said before rushing off in the ship. You walked over to Shanks before placing your hand on his. He looked over at you as you gave him a look.

"You really need to be more easy on him. You know how he can be," you tell Shanks.

"Better a disappointed kid now than a dead one later."

"I blame you for being a good pirate and influencing him," you tell him.

"I missed you. Let's celebrate my return tonight together shall we?" Shanks asked you.

"Hey, Shanks!" You heard Luffy. You quickly turned around to see Luffy standing on the top of the view port making you gasp once you saw the knife.

"Luffy! You better come back down here and put that knife back where you found it!" You tell him.

"Listen to Y/n, Luffy. Before you hurt yourself," Shanks called out.

"I'm not afraid of getting hurt. And I'll prove it to you," Luffy yelled before stabbing right below his eye.

"Luffy!" You screamed in shock and horror.

"Get the first aid kit! I'll get him down," Shanks told you. You nodded before rushing out of the ship to grab your first aid kit.

"Why would you do that to yourself?!" You asked Luffy as you stitched him up.

"You could've stabbed your eye," Shanks told him as he sat next to you.

"I was aiming for it, but I missed," Luffy told you.

"Ow," Luffy said as you tightened the stitches a little.

"I thought you said you were tough," Shanks asked him.

"I am! Y/n is just being a little too rough. I want everyone to see my scar," Luffy said.

"Scars don't make the man, Luffy. It's the lesson behind the scar and you didn't earn this one," Shanks told him before tapping his cheek.

"Then let me earn it. I'll be the best pirate ever. Look, I've been practicing what my face is gonna look like on my wanted poster," Luffy said before making a face. You shook your head at him as you gathered your things.

"You are going to give me a heart attack, Luffy," you tell him as you ruffled his hair. You stood up and walked away to put your first aid kit back.

When you made it back to the bar, you saw Shanks walk up to your with your favorite drink. You sat on the chair next to the bar as you faced Shanks. He raised the glasses to you with a smile.

"Have a drink with me," Shanks told you.

"I need to look after Luffy."

"One drink. Then later tonight, you meet me at my ship and we can have our little reunion?" Shanks insisted.

It was no doubt that the two of you had feelings for one another. Shanks loved how soft and caring you were while you loved his gentle touch when it came to you.

"Fine. I hope I don't find anything that belongs to another woman in your ship again," you tell him, remembering the last time you went to his ship after Luffy was asleep.

"It was one time and you know I changed my ways for you," Shanks said as he wrapped his arm around your waist. You took a swing of your drink before giving him a light kiss on the cheek.

Once it became nightfall, you got Luffy ready for bed so you could meet with Shanks. After finding out that he ate a devil fruit, you were livid but you knew that Luffy didn't understand what power and weaknesses the devil fruit had affected him.

"I don't know why you won't let us go with Shanks," Luffy said as you tucked him in.

"You know that the sea isn't for me and you aren't ready to be a pirate. Even if you did eat a devil's fruit," you tell him.

"But you and Shanks love each other. Why can't we just sail with him? I can learn how to be a pirate and I'm stronger now," Luffy said.

"Your grandfather will kill me if I just took you away. And like I said, I am not too fond of the sea. Now it's time for bed for you," you tell him.

"Fine. Goodnight, Y/n."

"Goodnight, Luffy."

Once he was fully asleep, you walked over to Shanks's ship where you could see his quarter's lights on. You walked over to his room where he lied on his bed with his shirt off.

"Getting straight to the point now are we?" You teased as you closed the door behind you. You locked the door before walking over towards his bed. Shanks sat up so you could stand in between his legs.

"I missed you, my love," Shanks said as he pulled you down on the bed with him.

He cupped your cheeks as he kissed you passionately. You cupped his cheeks as well, smoothing your thumb against his scars below his eye.

"I missed you too," you tell him in between kisses.

"Let me have you for tonight," Shanks said as he undid your dress. You sat up before slipping it off of your body.

"You're as beautiful as the day I met you," Shanks praised as he sat up to kiss your body.

-

"How long are you staying this time?" You asked him as you both lied in his bed. Your naked bodies was covered by the thin blanket as you both held onto each other.

"Till tomorrow," Shanks told you.

"How long will you be gone?" You asked. Shanks stayed quiet making you look up at him.

"Shanks. How long will you be gone?" You repeated.

"We're not coming back this time, my love," Shanks told you.

"What?"

"Come with me. I'll take care of you and-"

"Shanks, my home is here. And I can't leave Luffy. He's still a growing boy and I could never forgive myself if I were to abandon him," you tell him as you sat up.

"My love-"

"Shanks, I'm not joining you in the sea and you know why. I'm sorry," you tell him as you got up and put your clothes back on.

"Stay the night. Please," Shanks said as he held your hand.

"I can't. I think it's best if we ended this," you tell him.

"I don't want this to end. Please, Y/n. Come with me to find the One Piece and we can live our lives out together," Shanks told you. You shook your head at him before giving him one last kiss.

"I love you, Shanks. But I can't leave here. Not yet at least," you tell him before walking out.

-

The next day, you watched as Shanks says his goodbye to Luffy. You stared as he gave his hat to Luffy before making eye contact with you. He walked over towards you before taking something out of his pocket.

"I saw this while I was away and wanted to give it to you," Shanks said as he held out a beautiful ring.

"Shanks-"

"I just want you to know that I want you, my love. Will you wait for me?" Shanks asked.

"You need to find that one piece soon so you can come back and get me," you tell him with a small smile.

"I'll come back for you. I promise," Shanks said before sliding the ring onto your finger. He quickly gave you a kiss before walking away.

You put an arm around Luffy as you watched Shanks's ship sail off. You both waved at him as he stared at the two of you.

"When I become King of the Pirates, I'll give you a nice home where you and Shanks can live the rest of your lives together," Luffy tells you. You smiled down at him before ruffling his hair.

"I'll hold you to that," you tell him.