#this is basically izou today

[alexa-fika]

HEY! HEY! HEYYY! IT'S MEE

Anyways today is now birthday 😍🎂 (A.k.a April 4)

Can I request a whitebeard pirates x fem child reader?

Like the reader is like nezuko from demon slayer

Let's say that reader comes with ace to find a cure

So basically ace was figthing jinbe and whitebeard arrives and then ace and whitebeard starts fighting until ace pass out but before ace can pass out reader attacks then because she's very protective of her family 🥺

Then they basically distract reader so that they can aboard ace into the ship then out of nowhere reader starts running around because the sun was rising and she has no option but to go with the whitebeard pirates

So basically everyone was suspicious because why was reader wearing a muzzle? And why does reader only comes out in the night or stays in shades?

But if anyone tries to question ace gets really defensive because he thinks they'll kill reader because she's a demon

So in the end whitebeard first found out then Marco then thatch (f u Blackbeard) then izou then everyone?

Thank youuuuu ✨✨

Demonically adorable (Whitebeard pirates x f!child!reader!)

Part 2 (Reactions)

A/N, im not gonna lie cosmo, I was totally gonna skip this one and leave it for later but I got to actually reading and looking back at when ace joined and omg the ideas just started flowing, some things are not exactly as your prompt or don’t go as in depth so I really hope you enjoyed this, because I certainly enjoyed writing it

Reader here is replaced by dokucha which stands for Reader in Japanese

Dividers by @/saradika

Dokucha's eyes widen as she runs towards Ace, trying to shake him awake, growling at the giant in front of them

“Hmm? So he has a little brat with him?”

The only response he receives is the sound of hisses and growls behind the child’s muzzle

“Back down, Dokucha, you’re no match for him…my father’s rival,” he grunts out

“I won’t lose,” he growls, beginning to stand up and ignoring the worried fussing of the child

“Heh, so you've still got some fight left, huh? Look, I'm not going to kill you today; you are far too valuable to someone to die here”, the man said, gesturing at the small child next to him

“Join me and become my son,” he says, reaching out his hand to the flame man

“Don’t screw with me, old fart,” he growls, slapping his hand away and launching himself toward the Emperor, only to be knocked back

Dokucha let out a sound close to a cry as she ran towards Ace, trying to shake him awake once again, snapping her head up at the sound of Whitebeard’s steps approaching them

She growls, standing in front of Ace, shielding him, her eyes shrinking to slits as the man continues to approach the two, her eyes glancing behind him as a blue flame approaches them

She watches as a blue flame grows closer until she is able to discern the shape of a bird landing next to the man

“Are we taking him with us?” He asks, glancing at Whitebeard

“Yes, he’s knocked out. He will be no problem, but I reckon the little one won’t go as easily.”

“I can handle her, Pops; Thatch will take care of the boy and his crew.”

“So I said, but you aren’t making this easy,” he sighs, evading another lunge from the girl

“And here I thought the other one would be the troublesome,” he spoke, catching a kick that he sent his way and pushing her back

She catches herself, gripping the ground with all fours as she immediately leaps towards him again, growling at him and showcasing the sharp canines now on full display, the muzzle long gone as her body begins to mature rapidly.

He quirks his head at that,

“That body of yours, is it the Toshi-toshi no mi?” He questions, flying out of the way to avoid her attack

She grits her teeth, looking at the airborne phoenix, preparing to jump up to meet him in the air until he suddenly flew down and trapped her between his talons

He hums, glancing at her expression, noting how the angry expression she had worn at the beginning had shifted to a worried one as she kept glancing around, presumably looking for Where they had taken Ace

“Hey,” he calls, frowning as she ignored his call as she tried to free herself

“Oi, Calm down, I'm not gonna hurt you,” he hollered, trying to settle her down

“You’re just trying to protect him, right?”

She pauses her attempts to free herself at the question

“We’re not going to hurt him; all the contrary, we want to help him,” he explained, huffing as she narrowed her eyes suspiciously

“I promise,” he said, returning his upper body to his human form as he raised his hands in a surrendering motion

“Listen, how about I take you to him? You can stay with him, and we can talk about this in the morning.”

She looks at him, nodding, as her body slowly returns to her original childish state

He kept her for a few seconds, trying to determine if she was really giving up, removing his talons when it was clear she had no more fight on her

She yawned, glancing around her to take in the room she was in; remembering the events of last night, she jumped off the bed, grabbing her umbrella, and poking her head outside of the room.

“Hey, pumkin’, I see you’re awake,” a voice pipes in

She looks towards the voice, spotting a man dressed in Chef clothes smiling back at her

She looks at him for a few moments before reaching one of her hands towards him, opening and shutting it as her other hand held the umbrella

He grins and easily picks her up

“What’s with the umbrella sweetpea?”

She points her hand up

“Hmm? The sun?”

She nods

“Are you sensitive to sunlight?”

Another nod

“Well, I’ll be damned, Marco did mention you were quite unique,” he said, looking her over, deciding not to comment on the bamboo piece between her teeth

“But just as cute, aren't ya, darlin?” He said, tickling her neck

Muffled giggles escape her at the action as she nuzzles deeper into him, trying to escape the sudden attack

They both turn at the sound of a door slamming open, looking as a disheveled Ace left the room, looking around, confused

“Looks like sleeping beauty finally woke up; how about we go say hi?

She leans the umbrella against his shoulder to free her hand as she pulls at his clothes

“Something wrong?”

She points at Ace, puts her hands together, leans her head against it in a sleeping motion, and then puts her wrists together, joining and separating her hands

“A sleeping crocodile?”

She shakes her head, repeating the motions

“Are you… are you trying to say he is snappy when he wakes up?”

She beams, nodding her head

He snickers at that

“I like you,” he said, walking closer to Ace as he threw himself against the walls of the ship, sliding all the way down and gripping his head only to snap it up at the sound of Thatch’s voice

“Hey, there; I'm Whitebeard’s fourth division commander, Thatch. I'm a good friend to have if you’re going to be joining us he said, sitting down on the railing, gingerly placing Dokucha on his lap

“Shut up!” He growls

“And give me back my sister he said, standing up and snatching the small girl from him, returning from his previous position as he hugged her

“Hahaha! She was right; you are kind of snappy when you wake up,” he teased as he continued to explain what had happened when he passed out, teasing him further when he questioned the lack of restraints on him, replying that such a thing was not needed on him.

The next few weeks were but a blur to the small girl, every day following the same pattern for a while. Every day, Ace would ask her to stay behind as he would go after Whitebeard only to be launched back repeatedly. During these times, Dokucha took to bonding with the different brothers on the ship, as they cared for her when Ace was busy with his assassination attempts.

“How many times has it been already?” Questioned Vista as he watched as once again Ace was thrown out of the Captain’s quarters

“More than a hundred”

“How could such a sweet thing be able to deal with that hothead, always madder than a wet hen, ain't that right pumkin’?” Thatch questions as he bounced the small girl on his legs, smiling at the muffled laughs that escaped her.

“Stop moving so much, Izou,” grumbled as he continued to work on the girl’s hair upon her request

“There you go,” he said, backing up with a smile

She beamed, jumping off Thatch’s lap and twirling around, showcasing her new hairdo

“Say, how come you wear that muzzle all the time?” Someone questions

“Mind your own business,” Ace grumbled, dripping wet as he passed them and snatching the small girl up as he went, who gave the men behind her a wave as she left

“I think your brother should be about done with his daily attempt. Should we get this to him?” Marco questioned the girl on his hip as his other hand held a bowl of soup, smiling as she bounced her head up and down

He chuckles at the action as he exits the kitchen and walks over to the spot where Ace laid, gently putting Dokucha and the bowl of soup next to him

A whine escaped the girl as he left, running after him as he took his leave

“Hey, what’s wrong? You can stay here with Ace. “ his actions differed from his words as he picked up the child again

“Tell me, why do they call him pops?” Ace grumbled, watching the interaction between the first mate and his sister

“Because he calls us sons, it’s just a word, but it’s nice, isn't it? Most of us are hated by everyone and don’t have families of our own, so that alone means everything to us,” he said, watching him for a moment and sighing, walking over to him and kneeling down, placing the girl next to them

“Hey, when are you going to stop this? I'm sorry to rain on your parade, but you aren’t strong enough to kill him, so you have two options: leave and start anew or stay and bear Whitebeard’s mark on your back,” he spoke

“Do try to keep your sister in mind when you make your choice, will you?

I do hope you decide to stick around; we’ve grown fond of the little miss.”

Ace found himself deep in thought; it seemed like only a day ago he had been mulling over if he would stay or if he would go; now he found himself mulling over if he should become a commander under Whitebeard or not; he glanced behind him as Dokucha ran circles between Marco and Thatch, the men struggling to keep up with her zigzagging.

He sighed as he made his final decision.

“Dokucha, come here”

So I don’t have full fledged scenarios on the reactions the crew members would react to the news but I do have already thought out how they would react so maybe I can do it in a headcannon format? 👀 Also I really tried to lean in into southern Thatch, without making it too much, what do yall think?

Taglist:

@imaginarydreams

@amethystviolin

@h0n3y-l3m0n05

[cyborg-franky]

Hello,

Could you do a day at the Water park with the Whitebeard pirates from the summer prompt list B, please ? Chaos perhaps

Thank you and have a nice day

Oh this one was so fun, cus it was the wbp I made it a headcanon type post. I hope you enjoy <3

After being stuffed into Pops minivan, squished against everyone you finally got to the water park, it was huge and everyone was already chattering about what they wanted to do first.

You decided to stick with your usual crowd while everyone else split off to cause havoc.

Pops going to sunbathe on one of the fake beaches and maybe flirt with some pretty ladies.

You were basically dragged to every high, fast, fun looking slide by Ace who was wearing his flame print swim shorts and nothing else. The sound of his flip flops low key driving you mad as he led the way.

Marco and Thatch would line up with you both, ready to go down on it.

Izou was dragged along, warning everyone that he didn’t want to have to do his hair again so nothing that splashed too much.

Ace and Thatch would lie about what ones would do that.

The first time Izou was dunked into a pool and his hair came out from its up-do was when you knew he was going to drown you all at some point today.

Even Thatch had let his hair down and didn’t mind how wet it got.

Everyone kinda mesmerized by his long hair.

Everyone was rather into Thatch when his hair was down it would seem.

Marco with his pineapple shorts and equally ugly shirt would always point out the calmer ones, he liked to float lazily along and enjoy the water at a more casual pace.

You’d go on everything with them all, taking it in turns to pick which ride was next.

Sometimes there were little places to eat and arcades along the way.

Marco was very good at rhythm games, Ace at racing, Thatch at the claw games and Izou was a master at the stalls, anything with aim really.

The day was long and great, sometimes you’d bump into other members of the crew, waving and making chit chat in passing.

Sitting down for lunch half way through before Ace was bored of sitting still and dragging you all to the other side of the park.

You and Ace passed out on the trip home, warn out and happy.

[quinloki]

Quin!! Hope your Saturday is going swell and you were able to get some rest :3

Ugh I have come to you today to tell you

I’ve been thinking about Thatch a lot

Tbh it’s in the izou/marco/ace/thatch category but sometimes it’s just him in my brain

And I saw something about his bday

It’s 3/24! I already have the doctors back to back in October and now thatch is not only this month but basically right after Sabo?

I found that funny idk why but maybe it’s fate xD

My brain has been so full with these boys I cannot 🫠🫠

I did get some good rest. I had a two hour nap after sleeping in earlier today. I feel pretty good, but I also feel like I'm going to be in bed at 8pm tonight ^^; I'm a lot better, but I can still feel the drag of being worn out.

\o/ Oh Thatch's b-day is close <3 I don't know that I'll be able to do anything for it, but that's good to know. =3

I feel like I need to work out the logistics of some sort of fivesome story with those four. They work great for one-shots, but writing a story about falling in with all of them would be a solid challenge, and a lot of fun.

[mamamittens]

Well, didn't get as much done today but I'm on track to finish the first comm this week at least. Would have helped if we didn't have a +1 today but tomorrow is looking to be the same so idk how much progress I'll make after a shower and dinner.

Not going to lie, I fell into a bit of a slump the past two weeks which was... Interesting. Stress, burnout, anxiety, or whatever really said "make time or it'll make you" huh? Mostly with inexplicable exhaustion. Anyone in my DMS probably noticed I was spacy as fuck and honestly, it was a bit embarrassing. Is embarrassing.

Got a discord group I've basically not interacted with (sorry Franky bro) cause I've been so spacey and tired. Hopefully I'll clear my plate enough to chime in soon without losing the plot.

I'm still tired. But it's not quite soul deep this week so far. Still not quite Tuesday though so we'll have to wait and see on that front. Helped I slept 14 hours and then spent the day with my brother and his friend who treated us to dinner and a movie (The First Omen, I liked it but kept forgetting it was a prequel. Did NOT expect to see full pussy in a nightmare/hallucination scene so warning to the dam that was wanting to watch it.) and saw the biggest fucking parmesan chicken in my life.

They brought that bitch out on a pizza stone and I legit thought he changed his mind and ordered pizza. A pound of chicken the size of a personal pizza COVERED IN SAUCE AND CHEESE ENOUGH TO PASS AS A LITTLE CEASERS.

Mad lads.

And I also started thinking about Nikia in Wano again! Shockingly, it's been a minute. Seems like pouring out my hyperfixation has helped me focus on other things instead of being consumed by pokemon while in the middle of One Piece shit lol

This is about the end of the useful updates btw, the rest will just be me rambling about Wano thoughts

So, I suddenly had the thought about what little dramatic plot would go nicely in the middle of this for the bois to do while the Straw Hats are fucking shit up.

And clearly, Izou is gathering Intel while keeping Thatch from blowing their cover. Nikia taking advantage of her anonymity to do some sight seeing and maybe take some eyes off of them cause who wouldn't investigate this new woman with giant ass wings?!?

(she's not a fan of the nosy bitches but we tolerate things for the people we love. They'll make it up to her later lol)

Had the hilarious mental image of Thatch disguising himself, specifically his hair. Very upset to part from the pompadour and gets a topknot that has a suspiciously shaped bundle up top. Izou hates it but picks his damn battles at this point.

So! The cheap trope drama I figured I'd give a little spin was!!!

Amnesia!

Manufacture to be specific. As maybe a follow up once King clarifies that Nikia is absolutely NOT Lunarian. Maybe to keep her in check so she doesn't run off before they do DNA tests to see wtf she is. No idea she can fly, so they (I feel like Kaido is the one suggesting it first cause he's a bitch with Big Mom seeing no issue and King just going along with it cause Nikia may not be like him but she's close enough he doesn't feel alone so whatever works, right?) go with a bit of a caged bird thing.

She's a 'guest' while she 'recovers' with King 'looking after her'.

And even with no memory of who she is, she doesn't trust this set up at all. Like, more in an awkward way cause it's clear she's meant to be displayed in a way so she can't 'repay' her 'hosts' like she'd traditionally want to via chores or cooking. She doesn't know what she's supposed to do at all and hates it. Her aloof expression just barely masking the 'someone give me a social clue about wtf is going on already'.

Gets on well enough with King, especially once he stops wearing the damn mask cause it really freaked her out. Pretends to be amicable with the others, can't erase the 'hostess' mask that easily. So it's a legit surprise when she finally admits she doesn't like or trust anyone there at all and has smelled the bullshit from the start and just didn't say anything.

Runs into Yamamoto at some point and likes his spunk even if he's a little weird. Has a hard time keeping up the act under his insistent investigation about why she's there cause honestly, same fam. Why am I here? WTF is going on?!?

I feel like Big Mom tries to touch her wings at some point out of curiosity and King stops her cause I can't imagine that's not a pretty intimate gesture for even Lunarians. Wins brownie points. Thanks for being a bro and all that.

On the night of the throw down the Bois finally manage to get into the palace and shit and Nikia immediately recognizes Thatch from his silhouette despite still not remembering shit.

A hilariously awkward "oh, hey, what are u doing here? Trying to steal shit? I heard it was bad out there but this is pretty risky don't you think?" And Thatch is staring at her in full Wano gear, makeup and all like

(⁠｡⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠)

"I'm looking for my lover"

"OUR lover"

"ye that. Uhm. U seen her?"

Nikia just stares at them.

"... Ya gonna describe her or am I supposed to vibe check everyone I've seen here?"

They do recognize her btw, it's just painfully clear she doesn't so they're wondering if she's the real deal or something.

Cue Thatch trying to come up with a noteworthy detail she'd realize is her own feature but her hair has been changed up and he doesn't even think about her wings. Trying to be smooth and razz her up a little to knock some memories loose.

Notices the lipstick.

"Oh! She has a freckle on her lip! Right here!" He's so proud of himself, Izou ready to smack him as he continues "It's my s--one of my favorite places to kiss!"

It takes a moment before she blushes, realizing the obvious implications.

"ah... Why do I get the feeling you were about to say something else? Are u sure your lover would like you talking about that with a stranger?" She's flustered horribly as Izou smacks him.

"Ignore him. He's being an idiot. May we have your name?"

Honestly didn't have an alt name planned, thought it would be funny briefly if it was Nika but idk. Not committed to that but yet.

Anyway! She does remember on her own as she considers how compelled she feels to trust the two and how familiar they are. Comforting, dare she say. And, without remembering she can fly either deliberately does her 'clearing exercise' or is tossed up in a fight.

The clearing exercise is a rather dangerous, borderline suicidal act she does every so often when she feels conflicted or uncertain.

Usually, she'd go to the practice cliffs with updrafts. And then she'd fall down. The idea is that the threat of death would help clear her mind and what really matters to her. Is it really that important if it's not the first thing she thinks of when faced with the threat of death? And then she uses her wings to glide out of danger. She never does this injured, but the awareness that inaction will kill her is part of the process. She tends to overthink so this really streamlines the process in a way that can't be argued with.

She did NOT mention this habit to anyone before so the bois bout shit themselves when it looks like she's free falling to her death. Maybe Marco is there and goes to help only to end up banking with her as she recovers instinctively at the last moment, memories flooding back.

She's a little too good at faking an uncontrolled fall as part of her 'fighting style' to throw people off and it's steadily giving the bois gray hairs. Mostly because she's lost control while flying a lot due to the chaotic up/down drafts on the mountain.

Anyway, thats about all I thought of while spiritually ascending from this plane of existence for this scenario. Who knows if I'll use it or scrap the whole damn thing.

[grailfinders]

Brute Grail Front Review #1

today on Fate and Phantasms we've got a special treat for y'all. since this event doesn't have any boosted servants, we're instead going to take a look at each grail front's roster, assess how well they work as a team (in D&D), and which servants I'd suggest taking to counter them. cool? cool.

The Enemy:

now I'm not including caesar himself in any of these since he's not really a "fighter", so our first lineup includes Robin Hood, Nero Claudius, Okada Izou, and Sakamoto Ryouma/Oryou. the first thing that jumps out at me about this party is simple- it's super unbalanced. three of the four servants are rogues, meaning they aren't the toughest bunch around, but they hurt when they hit.

the obvious synergy here is how Ryouma and Izou can team up to completely read an opponent in a minute, learning most, if not all, of their relevant stats and weaknesses. then it's just a matter of trapmaster Robin setting up traps to prey on said weakness. while Nero doesn't quite fit into this setup, she's actually the most dangerous one on the field, and not just because she's a level 20 caster with level 9 spells. okay that's mostly the reason, but hear me out.

Foresight is a very dangerous spell to be fighting against. on Nero it's not great for us, since anyone forcing disadvantage on all attacks against them and getting advantage on their saves and check and attacks is always bad, but remember- she's in a party with three rogues. if those rogues have Foresight, they have permanent advantage, meaning permanent sneak attack. that's terrifying, especially since that rogue will still be harder to hit thanks to the one spell.

Who to Bring?

first and foremost, we need someone who can take out the rogues' gallery fast, before they can sneak attack our team to death. rogues as a rule are tough to hit with regular attacks and anything with a dexterity save, but they do have one weakness- constitution saves. rogues don't get proficiency in those, and they're usually squishy besides, so the cold is one of the few things that can really bother them. that's why my suggestion for the caster slot of this grail front is Anastasia.

she comes packing with plenty of constitution-based spells to bring the hurt, as well as defense-piercing attacks to cut through whatever nonsense Nero conjures up. the one flaw here is she's not a tank. we need someone who can take those sneak attacks on her behalf, as well as shut down whichever rogue's been foresighted. there's plenty of berserkers who are physical tanks, but that latter part is pretty rare to come by, and since we already have one 5-star I'd like to keep the other servants on a budget.

with all that in mind, my pick for berserker is none other than Spartacus.

the man's got an obscene health pool, can rage to cut down on sneak attack damage, and specializes in taking one person out of the fight so his party can deal with the others. with him pinning down the foresighted rogue we've basically forced Nero to waste a ninth level spell, on top of whatever she uses to try and pry Sparty off her teammate.

finally, we need to end this fight in a timely fashion- we only get ten turns to finish this, after all. what we need is a roamer, someone who's fast enough to chase down stragglers and tough enough to fight a rogue or bard one-on-one. that's why my pick for lancer is Cu Chulainn.

he's fast, he's tough, he's so accurate even rogues have trouble avoiding his spear, and his Diamond Soul means he's unlikely to be swayed by Nero's tricks.

Now we've got a spicy grail war brewing! of course this is just talking about D&D- we were able to solo this fight with just Spartacus, so don't stress too hard about who you're taking to the front. still, we hope you've enjoyed this, and stay tuned for tomorrow's grail front!

[wrathlead]

It be like that sometimes

[simp4ace]

☁️As promised... enjoy! You know Ace. The always cool-acting delinquent in Whitebeard's gang that looks really scary in fights, even though everyone knows how precious and caring he really is. You love seeing him get flustered whenever you tease him, always standing a bit closer to him in front of his friends, or hugging him in public. He's usually into PDA, but when you decide to take the lead, he can't help but feel flustered. "H-hey, it's me that should be doing this, you know..." He's so cute when he blushes and tries to brush you off, despite knowing that he wants to feel your arms around him more. It was one of these moments when you were alone with him in the classroom, finishing some class duties. Perfect opportunity to tease the boy™️ :3 That, until he stopped, and without saying anything, he gently placed his hands on your face, as he leaned forward. Standing on your toes to reach the freckled boy's lips, you gave in to his sweet touch and left your teasing behind, allowing yourself to melt into his kiss. It wasn't what mattered at that moment, you just couldn't resist his warmth. You didn't want to resist, after all. <3

I've been thinking about this all day. I've written this all over my books and notebooks. I'M GOING CRAZY OVER THE BOLD PART. At first it was just the latter but I decided to extend it to have a plot. FEEL FREE TO TAKE THE LAST PART AND PUT IT IN ANY PLOT U WANT <33 honestly if i read this 5 different fics with ever-so slightly different plots i would go insane every time. tell me what u think ashjkafhdjk

also, should i write a small intro for me so u know what kinda person ur talking to? just a few basic things :3 -☁️

HFVJFGFDJ GFJHJVDFVGD BRO BRO BRO IT'S SOO FREAKING GOODDDDD😳😭💗🥺❤ 💖😻

no, what, really, I was half-sleeping when I open Tumblr and when I read your message I was wide awake instantly omgomggg can't even help but smile foolishly that is SWEET AKAJKJCHS😍😍😍 also I note that you were writing high school au righttttt👀 WHICH MADE IT EVEN MORE PERFECT, you know me lmaooo (and and and I go crazy over the bold part too because YES)

Ace would be a blushing mess that's true🥺 he is more used to giving other love than receiving, so when you show him affection, especially in front of people, his heart swells three times its size and he felt like floating. like when you secretly hold his hand under the table in the class? omg he can't concentrate on what the teacher is saying anymore, all he knows at that moment is how soft your hand feels, how lovingly your fingers intertwine with his, how you rub his knuckles ever so gently that Ace just feels himself melting into your touch. or like when you run into him from behind, throwing your arms (and your legs) around him and cling to him like a little, adorable cat while he is talking with his friends, his face is literally on fire🙈 he gestures as if he is shooing you away as Thatch and Izou tease him playfully, but in fact, he just wants to have you hanging on his back forever. Ace also wants to shower you with kisses and hugs after that, as he always does (because the freckle is big into PDA yes! he finds no problem showing his love for you in public at all) but somehow he always becomes a little bit shy when you're taking the lead, and the fact that his heart is dancing wildly against his chest and his friends are throwing teases all around don't help at all. but when you two are alone in the class after school? oh dear, perfect timing to get his revenge on all your teasing today, sweet revenge that's it. so when you walk toward him with a mischievous grin on your face, Ace is quick to act, cupping his hand on your face as he leans forward, reaching for the lips he's been thinking of all day. And when he kisses you, it feels like coming home. You are, and always be his homeland <3

hhhhhhhhhhhhhh daydreaming about Ace is the best way to relax ngl thank you for the cutest scenario ever😌😌😌 and yessss, i'd love to know more about you if it's okk🥺

[theprodigypenguin]

Okay so the sword lore thing holy SHIT. So Sabo touched the Gold Fang, and the curse states that anyone who touches it will technically be affected by it, but Sabo isn't because he's the one who freed the sword? But Izou still feels the effects in some sense???

Okay this is a good excuse to expand on that. Yeah, basically if you so much as touch the sword, any part of the sword, it's going to go with you.

Sabo probably feels all that stuff just like Izou and everyone else who's ever touched it, but see, Sabo's already lost his marbles. Nothing bothers him cuz what more could possibly be done to him at this point?

He hears spooky voices that no one else can hear and just-

Sabo: Yeet, my intrusive thoughts are back. What's on the agenda today, fellas?

Creepy Voice: jUmP oFf ThE cLiFf.

Sabo: Haha, so it's Tuesday is it? *calmly sips his coffee*

Creepy Voice: BrO aRe YoU gOoD?

He feels terror and helplessness and all that and "just another normal day in my life haha 🙃"

RIP Sabo.

*whispers* Also it's "God Fang" sorry.

[alexa-fika]

hiya! How are you? :) so i was thinking like child reader and the whitebeard pirates and basically reader gets caught like sneaking out at midnight and they sneak out of moby dick and whitebeard is still awake and sitting on his like chair in the middle of the deck and notices? I think this one will be quite interesting to read! And i gotta say dude, your pretty damn talented.

Bright Escapes (Whitebeard x gn!child!reader x Izou)

A/N I ‘m SO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG I DON’t EVEN KNOW IF YOUR STILL HERE IM SORRY BUT HERE YOU. It is still kinda flop so I apologize but I really hope that it gets close to what you were thinking

Reader here is Replaced by Dokucha as a placeholder which stands for Reader in Japanese

Dividers by @/saradika

The Deck of the Moby Dick laid quiet, not even the talk of the night watch to be heard. Only the sound of the waves crashing against the ship and the port they had stopped at could be heard.

Perhaps that’s why they thought that the night watch would hear the sound of their heartbeat as they hung from one of the lower sails, preparing to jump again to the next one, trying to evade the sharp eyes of the night watch. They regretted not checking which of their brothers would be leading the night watch today, as now they had to hide from the two who had the best eyesight and ability to spot moving targets, Izou and Curiel.

But they couldn’t back down now, not when they had gotten so close to sneaking off the ship. They would only jump one more time, and then they would be off the boat.

“Heh, I'm so closed!” They grinned

That feeling was short-lived as once they made their final jump, a familiar shock traveled through their air, breaking their balance and causing them to fail the jump, only to something to catch their fall.

“Where are you going, twerp?”

They wince at the booming voice, turning on their palm to face him

“Ummm, Hi Papaw….” The child mutters

He narrows his eyes at them as they drop them to the ground, ignoring the yelp they made as he did.

“Ow… Listen, Papaw, it’s not what it looks like?”

“You’re going to tell me one of my children was not sneaking out of the ship at this time of night.”

“I had a good reason!”

“What?”

“There are fireflies on this Island, Papaw! I’ve never seen them; everyone always says how beautiful the sight is.”

“You tried to sneak into a dangerous Island alone, at the darkest time, to see some insects?”

“Umm…pretty insects?” The child tried to fix it with a nervous smile

“You’re grounded.”

“Okay,” they said, slumping down defeatedly, a pout on their lips

“Seeing as we can’t trust you to stay in the quarters, you are to stay with one of your brothers for the rest of our time here. Go to the Crow’s nest, and you'll spend the night with Izou.”

“Yes, Papaw…”

Izou lets out a chuckle at the sight of the frowning child who had taken to sitting down knowing the crow’s nest

“It’s not funny!”

“I beg to differ,” he said with a smile

“You know, if you had asked, I doubt he would have said no to taking you to see them.”

“As if! He and all of you are so overprotective he wouldn’t have risked the chance of me going out on an island like this.”

“You do have to understand our point of view, Dokucha; you are our youngest sibling; you’re only a child.”

“I know that,” they grumble, pulling their knees to their chest and placing their head on top of them

“But I just wanted to see them, only once. We usually only stop on Papaw’s lands, and his lands don’t have these views.”

“Come here,” he said, lifting them up and sitting them in the railing of the nest

“Don’t say I never do anything for you,” he said, handing them a spyglass

They glanced at him hesitantly, looking over the spyglass only to come up with nothing, simply the dark land staring him across the instrument

“Gee, Thanks; I‘ve always wanted to look at grass at night…are you just rubbing it in?”

“Just keep looking,” he mutters, ignoring the kid’s jabs as he pulls out his Flintlock and fires a shot toward the land

Just like that, a blanket of fireflies welcomed them as the fireflies scattered from their hiding spots among the grass, trees, and bushes to escape the sudden movement

Dokucha looks in awe as the fireflies flicker around, giving the coast an ethereal glow as the insects flew around, some illuminating the crashing waves, the blue sea below them reflecting the light in a show of lights orchestrated by mother nature.

“Wow…”

“Still think it’s just grass at night.”

They take their eyes off the spyglass to look at Izou

“Thank you, Big Brother! It’s everything I thought it would be and more,” he awed, returning his attention to the spyglass

In response, the Sniper ruffled their hair

“Anything for our little sibling.”

I have let you down anon im sorry ✊🏽

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[cyborg-franky]

Heyy, Hope You're Doing Good. For The Kink Alphabet, Can I Please Have B, K & L For Izou? Thank You Franky ♡~.

I am doing alright today! got coffee and vibing. I hope you are doing well <3<3

N/SFW UNDER CUT

Bondage

Oh lord is he into it? You thought bondage was just some ropes or a blindfold, something a little spicey? Hunny, this man will show you that it’s not as basic as that, he’ll show you it’s an art form and he is an artist.

He has so many colours of rope, he has one that would match any outfit. He likes to tie you up in the bedroom, he likes you to wear his intercut works under your clothes as you walk around on deck, feeling the silk knots rub certain parts of you, making you feel pretty and sexy like a gift for him.

Don’t worry, if you are the one into tying people up he also likes it, he’ll give you some pointers or help you learn certain patterns, beware he is a backseat driver at times.

Kissing

He loves, loves, loves kissing. But not in the ways you’d think. He likes to put on a fresh coat of lipstick so he can kiss you all over, leaving marks all over your skin, you’ll become a patchwork of kisses. Lipstick smears on your lips as he trails his kisses down your neck, chest, and thighs, he might apply even more, wanting to see you marked, and claimed.

Izou is very passionate about leaving kisses over your skin. Hickies are too childish for him. It’s all about painting you like the masterpiece he considers you.

Lingerie

Izou looooooves to wear something nice for you, he has so many sexy sets. He poses for you, and dresses up to please you but also for himself, his confidence is radiant and sets your heart alight. How he’ll be in a sexy number, posed on the bed, fluttering thick lashes at you with a painted smirk as he lets down his hair.

You never thought a man in a silky nighty could dom you so damn hard.

He loves to go shopping with his partner, picking out new sets for one another. It’s something he loves, feeling sexy for the person he loves. He also enjoys it when his partner dresses up. Very into this.

[mamamittens]

I was super wiped today, had a headache, had to take out my ponytail and cosplay a Witch of the Wastes with my bushy ass hair free (coworker legit thought I was a whole different person and I can't blame her. My thick ass hair was actively trying to eat my face), and got minimal work done at home.

As far as the Oh Shit Sale is going, I've got down one sponsorship, I'm tinkering mentally on the second (not confident how I'm going to transition to the next parts ngl), and a pending commission so honestly, not doing too bad. Things are looking up financially outside of the sale so I'm hoping once the slots are filled (or even before!) I can retire it. We'd be pretty clear if we didn't all have debts outside of the house itself but it is what it is I suppose.

Anyway! Sleepy ramble time! Back at it with Nikia and the Bois!

So, yesterday I had some fun thoughts about how things would fall into place and it's into slightly hindered by my relative lack of knowledge for Izou. I do feel my vibe check of "can be in charge, would rather not unless shenanigans" is accurate. He just wants to vibe to his own thing.

And I've considered Thatch pretty well by this point. Strikes me as a bit of a poon hound tbh, which is an interesting thought if I'm going with Thatch/Izou ship. At the very least Thatch is fully capable of being a perv if his idea of a 'perfect devil fruit' is the clear clear fruit for exactly the reason most middle school boys want invisibility... And the current holder for that matter.

Considering who Izou was a retainer for, IE a man who whored around so hard a literal war started apparently, then he likely isn't that upright about strict monogamy. There are definitely boundaries he'll have (if my understanding of harems are clear, he'd likely have a rule about protection/no babies, cause that's main baddy privileges and Izou isn't a side hoe) but I haven't decided how far that goes. At the very least he probably entertains side lovers and Thatch testing the waters for a more included lover.

But between the two of them, Izou is probably the more sensible one. He's the one to draw lines and pull Thatch back into reality when he goes swooning on a tangent. That's not to say he's immune to flights of fancy or bad decisions, he's just less likely have issues like Thatch does.

So he's not surprised when Thatch sees a pretty woman for all of five seconds and starts to pursue her. He IS entertained by how basically feral she is, only barely holding onto her hosting duties while Thatch flits about. Only to wind up in nearly the same position as she accommodates him awkwardly but sincerely.

She's not good with people, borderline burnt out from Thatch being ridiculous, and would clearly rather curl up and sleep for a week. But she still goes out of her way to ensure Izou is comfortable and gives them privacy with plenty of warning about free time. Casually mentioning where the laundry room is so they can clean up after themselves.

Okay, so he thinks it's fucking hilarious Thatch's would-be-lover is doing her best to wingman, but the gestures are still quite sweet for someone Izou just knows wants them gone already. Also a bit of a pushover, so he worries a little about her managing the cabin with so many possible creeps out there. (Izou is far from a hero but what man doesn't like showing how capable he is? Thatch is definitely worse about it though).

Izou falls after countless conversations and many sweet, loving gestures. Thatch is enchanted at first sight and just keeps finding reasons he was right to trust his gut.

Nikia, though not showing it very well, loves having amicable company. Envying their relationship together but ultimately happy they're happy. She realizes she's in love when she notices how happy their calls make her. Proof they still think of her. And then she quietly tucks it away, refusing to ruin their dynamic because she doesn't know what else to do with a crush--having not really bothered with that before. (Her 'ignorance' is only mostly genuine. the rest is a concerted effort to not read into their interactions with her, even though Thatch is barely a step away from serenading her if it means getting his point across. Thankfully he's stabbed before that happens or she would have died from embarrassment).

[quinloki]

Me in my head rn some days it’s really nice to have a job that requires basically zero brain power but today uh… mind be wandering. My coworker told me I looked really happy today >>

ESPECIALLY THE GLOVES THEY GOT ME FUCKED UP

Okay but reader being jealous of shanks/koala meanwhile the boys are weirdly jealous of ex situationship eustass kid >> and sabo’s like thrown by the fact that you were with someone so scarred up and he likes that

Oh man, the question becomes - do you have scars? Like, maybe just not in places no one's going to see until you're undressed? Avoid going swimming...

This gave me some good ideas, but I want to reveal them appropriately so I'm not going to share them here XD

I do like the shared jealously.

Maybe the ex is... Rosinante. Blonde hair vibe, you've got a type, Doflamingo's younger brother, maybe a little youngerer in this AU, not as old as Marco, but older than Sabo (33-34 instead of 39). He's got wealth, and good looks, sure he's a little clumsy, but the way he dresses hides the fact that he's riddled with scars.

Marco's needled a little because he's OLD comparatively, and he doesn't want to let it bother him, but what if Rosi's age difference is your limit?

Sabo's needled because you apparently have a thing for blondes, and this buffon and his flawless skin had wormed his way into your life, and he's struggling with that gnawing concern all over again.

There's definitely some good angsty misunderstandings because of it. Idk if Izou or Thatch or Ace or someone else helps clear the air, how sticky it gets before its resolved - maybe not until they're all in that hotel room, nothing else to really talk about other than the altercation at the bar.

Kid's a good one too though, and even better he can be completely unscarred in an AU, two arms and all that. oooooooh, oh no that would make the ANGST worse - cause what if you dated when he didn't have scars, and then there was a big fight or an accident and Kid lost his arm and got the scars, and you guys stopped dating afterward.

Sabo's PANICKING like Oh No, no no no Reader is legitimately kind, there's no way she bounced because of scars - but WHAT IF?!! and he can't ask because even thinking that of you makes him feel awful.

In truth Kid just pushed you away until you couldn't muster the energy to push back. The Tension between you both is misunderstood cause he wants you back, but you're mad at him for being so cruel when he was recovering, and it's Kid, he's not going to be the greatest at explaining himself OR even beginning to apologize. Marco and Sabo can see his desire to be with you and that's what really ruffles them.

All of which is to say, there's plenty of options to play with =3

Oh.

How's Outnumbered for a title?

[cyborg-franky]

Commission Piece!

Thank you very much @bepoprotectionsquad I hope you enjoy!

Izou x OC x Thatch SFW Word Count: 2,243

The fourth division was better than being stuck with the birdbrain in the first and the pyromaniac in the bad fitting shorts in the second. Eden let out a long-suffering sigh, his ears pressed flat against his head as he stared into the sky, watching as the fluffy clouds glided across the seamless sheet of blue in the sky.

Why had he joined the pirate crew? Something about them, the vibe they gave him. The sense of family and community that had been so, so prevalent in everything they did, how they didn’t even refer to their captain as such, he was ‘Pops’ and he would watch every one of his crew with such love. They were all his children.

The crinkles around his eyes, years of gazing upon his family with kindness, a fondness of a doting father. It was also the sense of adventure Eden desired, his heart longed for the sea, he’d spent too much of his life as an island dweller. He was sick of the looks his devil fruit would get him by the simple-minded folk around.

He wanted to follow in his mother’s footsteps, he wanted to see the world and bask in its light and glory. The fact that such a big-time crew had docked at his sleepy little island and popped into the bakery he’d worked, well, it just seemed like fate.

The man with the big hair had been looking for a treat for him and his pineapple-shaped friend. He’d taken a bite of one of the tarts that had been prepared that morning and the man was taken by Eden’s skill, basically offered him a job there and then. Marco, the pineapple, had been amused at his friend’s instant desire to grab the man and bring him to the Moby.

Thatch, the guy with the big hair assured his pine-Marco, that it would be alright with ‘Pops’.

Which is what led him to be on the large deck of the great ship, watching as birds flew overhead with a hum of contemplation.  He had been given a week to settle in before he was put to work, which had given him time to at least look around, get used to his living space and meet various members of the crew.

Pyroman- Ace, was a pretty fun person to be around he thought, young and full of spit, sometimes a little too much energy, he preferred being around people his age, not that Ace was immature he was just a lot, and he had no idea how someone as chill as Marco could cope with the sheer wall of chatter sometimes.

Today was his first day of work as a chef on the pirate crew. He headed into the kitchen, so many bodies all moving around, some working on soup, some working on bread, and there were stations of people chopping vegetables. It was both amazing and slightly overwhelming he thought to himself as he glanced over the organised chaos, seeing the man with the pompadour pat a chef on the back and chuckle.

“This tastes great, I wouldn’t do anythin’ else to it! Perfection.” He chuckled and air-kissed with a wink.

Eden felt a flutter inside which he shook his head to, stuffing down whatever strange and emerging feeling was threatening to bubble up inside him. He watched Thatch double-take when he glanced over in his direction, heading over with a smile, this man was always smiling. He was like a ball of light wrapped in chef whites.

“I was wonderin’ when you’d be joinin’ us!” he said with a chuckle and placed a hand on Eden’s shoulder.

“Alright, I’m sure you know the drill for your kitchen. Chef whites, clean and to your measurements are in your locker,” he nodded over to the rows of little cubbies with name tags. “Hair up, paws washed…” Thatch froze his eyes widening.

“Ah, look that wasn’t a zoan comment my friend, I say that to everyone.” He looked sheepish for a moment and Eden couldn’t help but smile, knowing Thatch was the type of person that was overly zealous and could often put his foot in his mouth.

“It’s fine.”

Thatch nodded, feeling better he had been pardoned by his new catering assistant. He busied himself over at another workstation as Eden went to put on his chef whites, he thought he looked nice in them. Rolling up his sleeves before he tied his hair up into a bun.

“Well then, let’s get you to work, how about those tarts I tried at your bakery huh?”

---

Weeks had passed, he wasn’t sure how many exactly, it seemed time out at sea measured differently from when your feet were planted on solid ground. The waves had their own way of time, they swayed and danced under the moon’s guidance, not governed by shadows and sun.

Either way, it had been enough time to have developed feelings for Thatch, well, it wasn’t that simple. He’d also met the stunning sharpshooter, Izou, Thatch’s partner and had fallen for them as well.

 The way they both held themselves so differently yet so flawlessly. Thatch was bright, bubbly, extroverted and full of life, he was the sun. Izou was mysterious, beautiful, elegant, held himself with grace and poise, and introverted, he was the moon.

Eden felt like this tiny little star that watched them from the outside, never expecting his light to catch the attention of either man. The commanders were a perfect couple, Eden didn’t find himself envious of one or the other, he didn’t wish to be in Thatch or Izou’s shoes.

He wanted to be accepted and loved by them both. He never thought he would let anyone in, he never imagined he would want to. Here was Thatch and Izou, smiling across at one another as they drank their beer, after a long day worked, the night was for living.

Watching as Izou pulled a piece of fluff from Thatch’s bread, the simplicity of the gesture but the emotional connection had him grip his mug tighter. Painted lips and a faux frown from Izou as he gently chided his lover about being messy in the kitchen.

He felt so lost in this moment, slipping between the cracks, a captive audience to the devotion and love shared between them.

He’d warmed up to his new family. He even had friends, he got used to Ace’s boisterous nature, Marco being so laid back he was horizontal. He still felt like something was missing though, something that Thatch and Izou had.

Thatch smiled, thanking Izou before kissing his cheek, his attention soon turned to Eden, who felt his cheeks heat up, the zoan had been watching their interaction. 

“Sorry! Didn’t mean to make ya a third wheel!” Thatch said with a laugh, sitting back in his seat.

“We would never consider you one anyway, we enjoy your company, a lot.” Izou smiled, something in his eyes put a positive implication on his words.

Eden nodded and sipped his drink, feeling his cheeks burning from blush, telling himself it was the rum, it was definitely the rum and not his current crushing attraction to his commander and his partner.

--

 Time carried on, time moving forward and the sun rising, and setting were the only two certainties in the life of a pirate. Eden found himself staring across the ocean, up before the sun had even to attempt its journey into the sky. He leaned forward and let out a sigh, his breath visible in the chilly morning air.

He’d gone from cold indifference to his new place of work to calling them family and he was trying desperately to be able to process this. Drumming fingers on the wooden surface he bit his lip, staring across the sea in the distance. The slightest tug of light parted the merged darkness of sky and sea.

Finding a new family was one thing, the feeling of being loved and accepted by so many, having a father figure, so many brothers and sisters he shared tears with, shared drinks at night, and laughs that echoed through the night. He would never have thought the feeling of romantic love would have pushed its way through though.

Not just harbouring feelings for one person, but two. Two very, very taken people. He watched the sun push through the darkness, lifting the curtain of night and bringing forth the day with it. He let out another sigh, thinking about the two men, his commander and the man who ran the 16th division.

Thatch and Izou.

He’d been so utterly lost in thought, so tangled in his inner workings he didn’t hear footsteps behind him, he almost jumped when a hand landed on his shoulder, he looked up and saw the grinning face of his boss, Thatch. His heart fluttered, and his eyes focused on the warmth that spread across Thatch’s lips in the form of a smile.

“Ready for another full day, Darlin’?”

Eden found himself shivering at the nickname, the way it rolled off the top of his tongue with that delightful drawl he’d become accustomed to, longed to hear. All he could do was nod his head, he felt stupid, Thatch just had a way of carrying away any rational thoughts from his head, stealing the words that wanted to tumble from his lips.

He simply followed Thatch, the hand moving from his shoulder to his back, the wonderful comforting touch as he was guided towards their place of work.

Eden’s mind had been focused on Thatch all morning, he’d almost burnt a few things, almost burnt his hand and felt ashamed that he was letting his skill seem hindered as he dreamed about the possibility of being with Thatch and Izou. Why was this all that ever occupied his mind?

Speak of the devil and he shall appear. He looked up when he heard the deep, rich, enchanting voice of the sniper. Izou walked and glided with the graceful poise of a big cat striding through tall grass, chin tilted up. Hands cupping Thatch’s cheeks to bring him down for a kiss.

What he wouldn’t have done to be in either man’s shoes.

--

The day seemed to drag, he kept dropping things, burning things, making a mess. This wasn’t him; this wasn’t the skills his mother had passed down to him, the talent that Thatch had helped him perfect. He sat outside, sitting on one of the supply crates, a tankard of beer in one hand as he watched the stars, they twinkled in the heavens and all he could think about was his feelings.

Those tangled and messy, all-consuming feelings. He let his legs dangle off the side of the crate, kicking them, a soft thud, thud, thud of his shoes on the object. Eden, for the hundredth time, was caught out, staring off into the distance, he barely registered the clearing of a throat. Slowly blinking he turned his attention to the side.

“Hey, mind if we join?” Thatch asked, smiling along with Izou who was carrying a small basket.

Eden offered a smile in return, softer than the bright one he was given but no less content than that of the commander’s smile. He blinked when Thatch helped Izou up, not wanting to catch the silk of his kimono on the rough surface.

Sitting there between Thatch and Izou, there was a lump in his throat suddenly. Feeling their body heat on either side of him, Izou passed Thatch the basket, he started to pull out snacks, handing some to Eden.

“So, couldn’t help notice you weren’t with us today,” Eden looked at Thatch as Izou handed him a cup of sake that he’d pulled from somewhere. “What’s on ya mind?”

“I, I can’t stop thinking about someone, well, two someone’s…” he said, leaning back against the wall, eyes facing forward to gaze at the stars. Gripping the sake cup maybe too tightly before he downed the strong-tasting liquid.

“Oh?” Izou asked, batting those long eyelashes of his.

“Yeah, I think I’m in love, but they have each other already and I don’t want to ruin that, come between it, that’s not the sort of man I am.” He sighed, kicking his leg once more until Izou placed a hand on his knee, partly for comfort and partly because the sound was annoying him.

“Anyone would be happy to be with you, Pumpkin’” ‘oh that wonderful voice’ he thought once more as Thatch took a bite of one of the cookies he’d brought.

“You think?”

“Oh yes!” Izou said chuckling behind his hand, offering to pour Eden another cup of sake.

Thatch turned to Izou; Eden didn’t see the look they shared before they both leaned in. Eden glanced at them both in turn. “Re-really?” Eden asked nervously, were they on to him? Did they know about his crush, or did they think it was someone else?

“We’d be delighted to have you in our lives, to love you, to be there for you,” Izou said, placing a hand on Edens.

“If you’ll have us, that is” Thatch grinned, putting his hand over Izous, making a stack.

“I- I would like nothing more than that…” Eden felt two sets of lips kissing each cheek, his ears sprang into the air as his face heated up in a blush.

And there it was.

The moment it all started.