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Soraya's Gift

A/N: Soraya refuses to say goodbye to Whitebeard as she is not ready to let him go. The man she knew as her grandfather, his days were coming to an end. Everyone on the ship is full of emotions it was supposed to be a happy time due to the birth of Little Edward the final child of Marco and Valerie. Soraya still understand the concept of death is she ready to say goodbye? or will The Captain of the WBP's live once more?

The crew was quieter the last few days, as Whitebeard health started to decrease more. Marco is constantly by his father’s side along with the rest of the crew. It was harder for him to get up; he was more tired the majority of the time. Each grandchild wanted to spend as much time as they could with Whitebeard keeping him company when he was up. Soraya watches how some of her other siblings walk in staying for a while then coming out. The only sibling she sees is Daenerys. Soraya had a hard time accepting she may not see her grandfather and didn’t know how to process it all. She sat on the top deck with her fox named mischief with her asleep by her side. She fiddled with her bow and arrow. Amelia the shy one was looking at her older sister knowing she was taking it hard. “Soraya i- um are you going to see pop-pop? he has been asking for you...” she said in a softer voice.

Soraya stopped what she was doing, looking down at the bow and arrow. The same question Daenerys asked the day before, before they bumped heads. She wasn’t ready to say goodbye to him. She didn’t want to see him in this weak state. Her grandfather was given the title the world’s strongest man; he could handle everything fading day by day. “Later…” she spoke before proceeding to her bow and arrow.

A frown on Amelia’s face appeared. “I see….. When you're ready he will be waiting for you… I-I just don’t want you too-“Amelia was cut off by Soraya.

“I get it…okay? I heard this from Daenerys yesterday. I really don’t need to hear this from you.” Soraya’s green orbs look at her sister's honey brown eyes. “Please Amelia…”

“I’m sorry...” Amelia began to fiddle with her hands.

“Amelia come on, let's go check on the others…” Emery walking up next to Amelia. Emery looked at Soraya not wanting to engage in a bickering match.

“Oh umm okay…” Amelia spoke as she and Emery took off.

Inside Whitebeard's room sat next to him was Daenerys she had a forced weary smile on her lips. She remembered, the first time meeting her grandfather she fit in the palm of his hand, and she still did. “You don’t have to stay here all day with me, Nery.” His nasal oxygen mask is still on his face.

Nery placed her hand on top of his “I want to be here with you yoi…. I’m sorry Soraya hasn’t come to see you pop-pop…”

He let a low chuckle, Daenerys wouldn’t barge one bit. “It’s fine she will come when she is ready… Soraya is stubborn one.”

Marco was checking the heart monitor seeing the steady pace. Marco and Valerie just had little Edward a week ago, Marco was exhausted feeling guilty that he couldn’t do it all. Valerie understood the circumstances she wanted Marco to care for his father and she could handle another baby by herself. “Dad, is there anything you want me to do?” Daenerys asked.

“why don’t you check on your mother and little Edward for me yoi?” he gave her a smile.

She nodded “I will be back pop-pop”

Marco and Whitebeard watched as Daenerys watched “One of the greatest gifts you have given me. The little ones Marco they made this old man feel young…Finally got it right with the last one guararara”

“You're right about that.” Marco taking a seat next to his pops. No matter how much time he prepared he couldn’t accept the fact the man that was his father figure was dying. “Marco….. I want you to know I’m proud of you… and all the accomplishments you have made in your life meeting someone who you love and she loves you back. Having a big beautiful family that brings a smile to my face and the rest of the crew.”

“ Don’t get all soft on me pops. “ he uttered an uneasy chuckle. “You will be the one to decide what happens when I’m gone Marco the crew heavily relies on you” Whitebard spoke.

Daenerys walked towards her parents room as requested by her father. She went back to the fight she had with Soraya yesterday. Yesturday

“Why are you acting like that yaya yoi?” Daenerys spoke feeling a bit defensive with her sister's actions. “Why don’t you get off my back, little miss perfect.” Soraya furrowed her brows at the eldest sister. Emery, Amelia, Leo, Delilah and Reira were around when the conversation started becoming more heated. This also caught some of the crew's attention. The girls didn’t bicker but nothing like this where they were ready to tear each other to shreds. “Excuse me? Little miss perfect?” Daenerys took a step closer to Soraya. “So you rather not see pop-pop at all yoi? You would rather be praciticing with your stupid bow and arrow.” Daenerys said with a bit of venom. “Rather be doing that than reading those stupid books your always reading.” Soraya took a step closer.

“ Do you not understand that Pops may not be here for that long and you're refusing to see him?!?! If you really care for pops like you said you did you will go see him like we’ve all been doing instead of acting like a spoiled brat.” Daenerys said. Marco and Valerie hearing the commotion from the deck they saw Izou holding Soraya back and Ace holding Daenerys back. “What is going on here yoi?” Marco said in a stern voice catching the attention of both daughters. “What has gotten into the both of you?” “ She refuses to see Pop-pop yoi.” Daenerys spoke.

Soraya breaks from Izo’s grip “Just leave me alone all of you!” Soraya takes off, passing Namur and Speed Jiru.

Valerie was holding Little Edward in her arms. She could see her Marco face as he looked more stressed out. “Soraya needs time to cool down. Just trying to talk to her will make it worse… trust me…” Daenerys wiped her eyes before they came out. Daenerys was quiet as she walked away making her way towards Whitebeard's room. *****

Daenerys walked on seeing mother sitting in the rocking chair as the blonde haired newborn laid against her chest. She could hear the soothing lullaby her mother was singing. Valerie sees Nery at the doorway motioning to have her come in. Daenerys sat across from her mother. Few mins Valerie places Edward in his bassinet “you okay?” Valerie spoke to her quiet tone. Nery nodded “ I’m fine…” “Nery…” Valerie walked to her daughter holding her close. Daenerys hugged her mother back and she could feel herself become emotional. “Mom, I just don’t want pop-pop to leave us yet yoi….” sobbing softly “We all don’t. Your grandfather has accomplished so much in his lifetime. I know he wouldn’t want to see you like this.” “I also fear going to Mago island because Papa Rayleigh….he is older than Pop-pop and what if he isn’t there.” Daenerys was fearing death more even though… her ability would be able to resurrect people back to life but it wouldn’t cure their health problems. Valerie did understand as she would fear the loss of her own father.

“Nery…. I know death is scary but this is a part of life as we get older. We all cope with death differently… I know it's hard for you,your sisters and brothers. Everyone is dealing with it differently…Soraya is taking it hard…. She doesn’t know how to cope with it. This is something she has never experienced before… but you have. You know this pain, you have been strong for so long but letting down your guard is not a sign of weakness. You're allowed to cry.”

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Soraya was sitting down on the rail of the moby dick looking at the water; she couldn’t see anything else but the blue sea. Marco letting whitebeard rest she walked onto the bright deck. Amelia was tending to her small little garden. Emery was writing in her journal. Leo, Delilah and Layla were trading snacks with one another.

Marco caught a glimpse of Soraya seeing her coppery hair flowing in the wind. He really didn’t get a chance to speak to her and was able to speak to Izou who got a bit of information from her. Marco made towards her, Soraya could sense her father's present coming. “Hey dad..” “You're getting good at detecting energies yoi.” he let a low chuckle out. “Were you able to practice a bit?” “Not really… My aim is off today.” Soraya her head turned towards her dads then back to the sea. “It happens…. You and Daenerys talk today, yoi?” Marco asked “No…”she let a sigh out. “ Listen Soraya, Sibling fights some more than others but you and Nery usually make up in a matter of hours….” “I’m not like her or the other when it comes to this kinda stuff… I don’t like being forced to do something I’m not ready to accept…..”

Marco lets a low sign out. Collecting his thoughts before speaking “You're like your mom when she was younger. You may not see it but your mother was exactly like you giving your grandparents a run for their money. But look how she turned out she learned how to deal with her emotions.” “And have many kids…..” Soraya looked at her dad raising her brow. “ Well you can blame her for that.” Marco not wanting to admit it at that moment he wanted many kids “but im getting at your still trying to figure it out which is fine yoi.” he patted her head. “Love you Soraya we all do.” “Don’t get sappy on me dad…… but right back at cha.” Soraya corner of her lips raised up. The night was approaching and Marco was still with Whitebeard in his room. All the kids were asleep but Soraya who was in her room looking out the window. She couldn’t sleep. She was thinking about her fathers words. Getting up from her bed, she walked out into the hallway as she made her way to Whitebeard's room. Peeking her head in, she saw her father charting down the vitals while whitebeard seemed to be resting his eyes. Marco turned around to see Soraya by the doorway. “Soraya you couldn’t sleep yoi.” MArco asked

Hearing the name Soraya's, Whitebeard's eyes opened “Hey pop-pop.” she said in a sheepish tone. “Raya, I haven’t seen you.” he gave a weak smile. She made her way towards him, taking a seat next to him. She was becoming anxious seeing her grandfather like this. “Are you feeling okay?” she asked him. “I’m fine right now, your dad won't leave me alone.” he spoke.

“Just taking care of you pops yoi.” Marco smirked. “I'm glad you came to see me.” Whitebeard opened his hand up Soraya laid her hands on his before he softly closed his fist. “I was getting worried I wouldn’t see you.”

“Pop-pop…I’m sorry… I’m sorry I didn't see you sooner.” Soraya was filled with guilt. She was fighting her tears “I-i” “Soraya… it is okay.. You're a tough kid. You’ve always been….Just like I told your siblings you guys are what kept me going for so long.” Whitebeard said “I'm proud of you all.”

Marco could see the guard of his daughter down seeing a few tears come out of her eyes “I don’t want to say goodbye to you yet pop-pop…” she was wiping her face with her free hand.

“You will be fine once I’m gone.. You all will be fine…., you are the one that can help the others when I’m gone. You got a kick out of me inside of you . ” “Pops..” Marco spoke

“I love you all very much.” He spoke. “We all love you too Pop-pop.” Soraya took a deep breath giving a weary smile. Few minutes past Soraya began to a humming tune she learned from her mother throughout the years. That seemed to sooth her and she knew Whitebeard loved the humming. Marco listening to the tune felt more at ease as it reminded him of his wife's melody tune.

She had her eyes closed as she seemed to be more in tune with the humming than she didn’t realize her hand was glowing. Marco caught a glimpse as he never saw the green glowing going up her arm. He started to see what appeared to be pops veins glowing green till it covered his whole body. His white locks turned gold once again, his skin becoming more tighter. Marco spoke “Soraya yoi?”

Soraya opened her eyes, seeing the glow on her grandfather's body and his age turning back younger. She quickly removed her hand “WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED!?!?” she shouted. This caused some of the crew to rush into pops room mouths dropped to see the man they called pops not looking so sickly. “Pops?” they all spoke.

Whitebeard picked up some of his locks seeing a lot of his aches and pains were gone. “What the?”

Soraya tried to get up as soon as she tried; she blacked out Marco catching her before she fell to the floor. “Someone get Valerie in here.” Daenerys woke up seeing some of the commanders near the pops room. She took a double take, seeing whitebeard and Soraya in her fathers arms. “Pop-pop yoi? What happened?” “Soraya did this.” Marco spoke. She look at Soraya, who was still out cold. Valerie walked in stunned. Looking at Soraya then whitebeard. Walking closer she could feel the raging energy from whitebeard “your feeling okay pops?” she asked. “I feel great”

“. Something must have triggered an ability in Soraya.” Marco looking at his wife “It's like she took decades off of him…..” Valerie said she could feel the low energy in Soraya. “Let’s get her in bed.” Marco took his daughter to her room, placing her in his bed. “She did this in a matter of seconds?” “Yeah it almost reminded me of Daenerys when her abilities awoke….” Marco spoke. He really didn’t want to rethink the reason why Daenerys' ability was awoken…

“Age rewind… I haven’t seen this done before… a piece of immortality… I have to contact my mother in the morning and see if she knows about this….” Valerie said she ran her fingers through her hair.

The following morning Soraya's eyes peered open on the edge of the foot of the bed was Daenerys . “hey how are you feeling yoi?” she asked

“Fine, my head hurts…. What are you doing in my room?” she sat up scratching her head. “I want to apologize for snapping on you… I didn’t mean anything I’ve said… I was just overwhelmed thinking about pop-pop…” she sighed. “It’s fine….. I’m sorry too.” Soraya spoke. “Your special abilities awoke last night. Pop-pop is up and moving around he looks younger. “ Daenerys spoke

Soraya cocked her brows “so it wasn’t a dream then…. Wait…” she got up quickly, still a bit weak. She made her way to the deck to see the man who was her grandfather walking around looking younger and not sickly. “Pop-pop?” “Well there is the sleeping beautiful guarara.” he walked over to Soraya. “You're not sick?” she asked him. “I feel perfectly fine, even stronger. You’ve helped me Raya.” giving her a smile.

“Soraya.” Valerie spoke, catching her daughter's attention.

“Mom?” Soraya sees her father next to her holding little Edward in his arms.

“Just like Daenerys and her special ability you happen to receive one a form of magic that hasn’t been done before… I spoke with your grandmother and she hasn’t seen this before. We are planning on traveling to mago in the next few days. Maybe help with the black outs when using it.” She smiled

“Oh ummmmm sure…” she started to feel awkward noticing all the people looking at her . “I’m gonna…. Go into my room and hide for a while“ Soraya said with a bit of a blush expression.

Valerie was a bit over excited to see her daughter witch side coming out a bit more “my baby.” She hugged her tightly.

“Mom, stop not in public.” Soraya was getting too shy now.

“I’m just so happy and proud and emotional still.” Valerie sniffled a bit

“Dad! Mom is going to cry again!” Soraya shouted.

“Honey let her go get ready. You can hug her after yoi.” Marco gave her a mellow smile.

Valerie letting go of her daughter “I’m not going to come out if that happens again.” Soraya walked to her room proceeding into her room and she had a smile on her face.

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➡ Tw: nsfw. ⚠ mentions of SA when reader was alive! She killed his abuser! Reader lives in hell. Mentions of violence and death ⚠. sweet and merciful love making. fingering. vag. creampie. Slight spoilers you can only understand if you read the manga. ➡ wc: 2.6k ➡ Want more? visit the masterlist

There is a new king of Hell. He has arrived a few months ago, but until now none of you have seen his face.

Some say that he is so powerful he had to be sealed here, some say he was just the king of sins. But none of you are really sure about it. Surely, Hell didn’t prohibit gossiping, but you should be careful… the King of Hell can hear, and he will make sure to punish you hard if you speak of him.

At this point you are absolutely used to the scolding heat underneath your soles, and the heavy shackle around your ankle that announces your steps each time they hit the ground. You walk towards the central cave; your ragged clothes were the reminder that even if you had been rich as a human, you were nothing but a number here…

Every sinner gathers around the throne. It’s time to meet the new King. Who would it be? After everything that happened, after the gates of Hell have been opened in such weird circumstances, after even, feeling weak for a long day after his arrival… he was powerful, immensely strong…

“Scum of Hell, bow to receive your new King!” a hooded guard, with a spike and chains around it orders. Just as he said, you did. Your knees hit the ground, your palms too. Your hair, way longer than the way you used to wear it on the living world, frames your face and grazes the stones underneath.

A sudden pressure on your body is too strong to even recognize. You feel your ribs crushing, your back arching, your lungs out of breath. The steps of the King, that you aren’t able to look at because his spiritual pressure is so strong your head couldn’t be lifted, echo all around the place.

“Please, stand-up” a sweet voice commands. It doesn’t sound like the Devil, nor even a tyrant who has arrived to rule the worst place in all of the worlds. As soon as those words were pronounced, the major pressure disappeared and even if the shortness of breath remains, you are able to lift your head up.

Pale skin, long white hair that almost grazes the ground, olive-coloured eyes. He doesn’t look like someone who belonged to Hell, but rather like an angel. You gawk, you haven’t seen such a kind face in what if feels it’s been eternity.

His eyes scan the emaciated faces of his now servants, his frown shows pain to see them. Could he be a new breath for Hell?

“Please, you don’t have to stay much longer; you can go back to your… lives…” he says, as the guards help him to sit on his immense throne. He looks sick, perhaps. And your heart beats faster, and faster…

Everybody around you leave the place, but you can’t move. You have remained kneeling, looking at him, spellbound by the beauty and delicacy of his whole image.

It doesn’t take long until you are left there, alone, in the middle of the cave. You weren’t protected by the many sinners around you. His olive eyes find you on the ground, your ragged clothes barely covering your impurity.

He fixes his sight on yours, your lips barely separate, you can’t move. For some reason, you were pleading for mercy even if you didn’t know it yet… and that King knows it too well, as if he is able to read your mind.

“What’s your name?” he asks, curiously looking you from above, but never degradingly.

You take a little time to answer, you still feel weak… in Hell you don’t get much to eat, you should get it by yourself. “I’m (Name)…” you whisper, feeling the royal guards pulling you up from your arms.

“How dare you speak to the King?” they ask, slapping your already beaten-up face. “Stop!” the King of white hair orders, making the guards fly away with just the movement of his hand. They let go of you, falling back over your already bruised knees.

You dared to look at him, eyes that go from the hot stones to him. You watch him walk down the stairs of his throne. His hair flowing, the white kimono that covers his body, too. He comes closer, and closer. His hands extended in front of you. “Stand-up” he orders.

You can feel the soft touch of his cold palm, the bony fingers interlocking with yours, the little veins on the back of his hand. He helps you stand up; on your feet you face him. He is taller than you, but not so much. He radiates strength, but also weakness. What is him? He is more than a king; he is a deity for sure.

“What was your sin?” he asks, dragging his thumb over the commissure of your lip to wipe some blood stains off. You swallow, you can’t lie to him, he is probably proving your loyalty towards him…

Trembling lips and a tear running through your cheek, are the prelude to your confession… “I have killed the man who abused me. I have killed him, and I have made him suffer, I rejoiced in him begging for mercy… like he did when I pleaded for it to him”

The King of Hell’s eyes show what he isn’t supposed to… they reflect that so needed mercy. He takes his white long haori to cover your shoulders, it’s wide enough to give you some decency. “Please, come with me” he whispers, pulling softly from your hand.

As you both walk through an endless hall, royal guards bow before him. They look at you, but they don’t say anything. If the King is walking with her, then, they should respect that woman.

The biggest room you have ever seen, even in your living years, appears in front of you. Velvety drapes, the biggest bed in the middle of the room. It looks nothing like you are used to see in hell.

“Sit down” he mumbles, helping you sit on his bed. It is comfortable, and you haven’t sat on something so fluffy since you were alive. “Thank you, my King” you whisper, looking at your fidgeting hands.

A soft giggle escapes his lips, the sweetest smile plastered on his lips. “Call me Jushiro, please” he utters. You smile kindly too. It’s impossible not to feel well around him, there is no way this man is the new King of Hell.

“So, judging by your sin you shouldn’t be here… but, what about staying with me for as long as it takes me send you to the Soul Society?”

You widen your eyes, there is no way he has just said such thing. Frankly staying with him seems enough for you, but Soul Society? You are a sinner! Weren’t the chains of hell unbreakable? How can you return? In any case if there is someone able to do so is the King of Hell himself… and you have no time to lose…

You throw yourself to him, snaking your arms around his waist. Your face gets pressed against his tight belly. You can feel the way his breathing gets accelerated, and instead of pushing you away his kind hands caress the crown of your head.

“I WILL BE YOUR SERVANT, I WILL DO EVERYTHING YOU ASK ME FOR MY KING!” you scream, muffled by his clothes against your mouth. Your forehead, your cheeks, your nose buried into his body. There isn’t a crumb of lies in that statement, you are willing to do whatever he wants and for some reason you can’t let him go from your embrace.

His slender fingers brush back your long hair, softly pushing your head back slightly. “You don’t have to beg for mercy, you are ok now” he mumbles, looking straight into your eyes as he still pats your head.

“Thank you… Jushiro~” you mumble, closing your eyes to snuggle into his embrace a little longer. But, those who transcend to Hell are unleashed of inhibitions, and desires are always a little more notorious and unstoppable for sinners… you keep purring like a kitten against his body, once, twice. Like the snake who tempted Adam and Eve to bite the apple, you graze yourself more and more against his clothes.

You can feel the King of Hell itself slowly succumbing to his masculine desires, even if he looked like an angel… there was something dark inside of that man, something that clearly had sent him down here.

“What are you doing, (Name)-chan?” he stutters, at this point trying to hide his growing erection from you. But you don’t answer, and you simply keep nuzzling on his abs, smelling the clean scent of his perfume.

“You… you…. You need a bath” he stops you, making you pout. But he was right, how comes a filthy sinner like you touch a God like him?. “Follow me, please” he commands, walking back from you. He has difficulty breathing, Jushiro can’t process your sudden approach.

His bathroom consists of a single cooper tub surrounded by many little bottles. You have no idea what them are, you don’t care either. “Here, I will fill it for you. Please take your time” he says, walking away, trying not to take a look at you… he is avoiding your stare because he is sure of falling into your tempting trap.

But, you won’t let him go. Of course, you won’t. You stop him, grabbing his wrist with a strong grip. “Please, don’t leave me” you plead, because even if you want him to touch you, you are surely scared of being alone.

“It’s ok… I will help you” he sighs, turning towards you slowly. Trying not to see your nudity would be stupid, your torn clothes weren’t covering a lot either way.

Jushiro takes a deep breath of air while he carefully undresses you, the rags fall to the ground showing him the many marks covering your body. “What happened to you…” he whispers, in pain. But you don’t care how many times you’ve been hit and hurt down here, you only care about his soft graze.

For a second, Jushiro gets lost in the beauty of your body. His emerald eyes travel from your collarbones, down the mountains of your breasts, to the valley of your inner thighs. He bites his pale lips to stop himself from going any further, despite you subtly dancing for him.

“Come on, it’s not really hot” he mumbles, pointing at the tub. Tub in which your beautiful legs hop. It’s true, the water is not really warm but pleasantly lukewarm. However, your body feels as hot as Hell itself. Yours, and his.

He uses a little container on the side to sprinkle water over your body. The fine drip of it serpents from your neck to your nipples, making them hard and noticeable. You squirm and let a little whine slip from your lips… Reddish lips so tempting for the white-haired man right next to you.

Jushiro swallows and dares to touch your skin to clean the dried blood of your body, your skin gets all bumpy by the simple graze of his palm. The more he goes down, the more you can’t help but spread your legs just enough for him.

“I don’t think I sho-“ he wants to convince himself he should stop… but why? After all he is the King, and you are a simple servant of him. “Please…” you moan, with pleading eyes and your lips getting closer to his. Your hands grip to the side of the bath as he violently attacks your mouth. Jushiro has fallen into the trap, and he won’t be able to come back now…

A kiss so deep and lustful you haven’t ever experienced; you whine in between the intrusion of his tongue and his fingers in your sex.

“Ah…Jushiro~” you scream, as his fingering motions go faster and harder in and out of you, with water splashing everywhere. “Weren’t you willing to do whatever I wanted, hum?” he asks, with a totally different tone. He is now more perverse, sinful, lustful, worthy of his throne.

You nod repeatedly, melting as your climax is getting closer. “I’m – coming…” you exclaim, burying your nails into his shoulder. “You are? But I wanna fuck you harder before you come…” he whispers, taking his fingers off your sex.

Jushiro stands up, lending his hand to you. Lightheaded, you get out of the tub and even if you thought you would be walking up to his bed, Jushiro attacks once again your mouth. Your wetness drips on the floor, your hair completely damped, your body too. His white clothes begin to stick to his body, the patches showing a lean body underneath. A body you wanna see completely naked for you, a body you discover as passionate kisses take place while you undress him.

Jushiro’s pale skin is as tempting as freedom, your lips graze the cold feeling of his flesh. Butterfly kisses and also nibbling, leaving red marks all over. He tastes as sweet as candy; his scent is as soft as flowers.

His hands surround your thighs, pulling you up. Coughing a little, he is able to lift you up. Your legs surround his hips, your arms his neck. His hardness looking for your entrance, your fingers tangled with his beautiful long hair.

“We shouldn’t be doing this, but I want it” he says, sounding as guilty as sure. “If you wanna punish me for this, do it… but first, fuck me, fuck me hard” you plead, joining your lips with his and letting your hips low down so he can penetrate you.

Jushiro grunts, the pleasure of your walls being stretched by his intrusive shaft makes his eyes go blank. Your toes curl, your nails carve into his back muscles, it feels so good, it makes you so dizzy.

Humping up and down, as both breathes each other’s moans, whines, and whimpers. You are close, already so close. And probably Jushiro is too. He barely manages to walk towards his bed as he keeps going in and out of you. Both fall over the mattress, him topping you, him making your right leg go up so he can fit better inside you. Deeper, he wants to go deeper on you.

Thrusts with organic motions, his hips go in, up, down, and out. Pushing up, sometimes slower, sometimes violently. His white strands of hair framing his face, falling on each side of yours. He pants, sometimes coughs. The ferrous taste on his mouth is nothing compared to the ambrosial flavour of your lips.

Jushiro takes his time to enjoy your clenching walls around his shaft, he is delighted by the whimpering creature underneath his frame. You are finishing, and he is too.

“I’m gonna cum, Jushi-ro” you moan. “Cum for me, beautiful sinner” he whispers in your ear, as the last thrust go even deeper than before, giving you the final blow. You tremble and arch your back as you hit climax, biting his lower lip, tinting yours in drops of blood.

He grimaces, it hurts, but it’s ok, he likes it too. Motivated by your orgasm he reaches his own, his soft grunts sound like a beautiful music to your ears. You can feel him filling you up, he doesn’t even try to pull out, he couldn’t do it even if we wanted to.

You rest over his pale chest, curling his hair in between your fingers, kissing his skin. He does the same, he is tired, but he is proud of ,despite his poor health, being able to make love to you as much as he liked…

“My King… I wanna stay here after all… can I?” “Are you sure you don’t wanna get sent to Soul Society? You belong there” “I wanna stay here with you, for eternity…”

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the-phoenix-and-the-witch · 3 years ago

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Commission for @the-witch-of-one-piece ✨✨

#thank your love!#fangirling super hard #i love this soooooo much!#i love the tatoo it’s so pretty!!!!!#i would literally pass out his he kissed my hand like that #or pass out in general in his presence #he is too perfect!#one piece #marco the phoenix #one piece oc

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the-phoenix-and-the-witch · 3 years ago

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Thank you @friendly-kaiju for the lovely commission. My beautiful friend I can’t believe how cute this is!!! You never stop amazing me with all you lovey art work!!! I got all giggly getting this!!!! I love you so much my beautiful friend! I can’t stop looking at this cute pic of them both!!!! Marco carrying Val off because she going to throw Ace overboard but Marco swooping in taming his wife. Ace saw his life flash before his eyes hahaha 😂 wonder what Marco has up his sleeve had mischievous grin 😏

#mimis art #friendly kaiju art #i love this so much!#this made my day!!#so precious #i love you soooooooooo much #i love the expressions!#thank you my love #i know that look #ace soul trying to leave his body

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the-phoenix-and-the-witch · 3 years ago

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Thank you @megueinheart for this lovely commission!!! They both Val and Artemis( leafeon) look so great!!! I’m stunned with beautiful art work!!! Literally fan girling when I got this!!! 😭🥺🥰💕💜 your hank you so much from the bottom of my heart I truly appreciate all your hard work you have done!!!!

#beautiful artwork #oc valerie #artemis #leafeon #megu einhesrt art work #I love this so much!#will commission again soon!#Valerie original design before the warp #so beautiful #going to add onto my toyhouse!

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the-phoenix-and-the-witch · 3 years ago

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Hello everyone! I thought it would be nice to start a little tag game based on our original characters/self-inserts to show them some love, as well as meet some cool new ones. Please don't be shy, feel free to participate! I would love to get to know everybody's original characters/self-inserts a bit more!

Introduce Your Original Character/Self-Insert!

Fill out this template of your self-insert original character from any fandom (or your own universe) and fill in the designated information! If you do not draw or have art of your oc/self-insert, check out these gender-neutral picrews -> Bright's Picrew Hell, Nyurei's Avatar Creator, Sushicore

Meet Star! She is a chubby little pastry chef and bakery owner that lives on Komugi Island, Totto Land. She is part of a rare race known as the Stellarians: cousins of the Lunarians that reside in the sky island cloaked in eternal night, known as Stellaria. She is an avid concha lover and will eat ten times her weight in sweets. I ship her with Charlotte Katakuri because he deserves much love and affection, always. 💕

More information about Star can be found on her Toyhouse profile here

tagging: @simpforroses @the-witch-of-one-piece @sashi-ya @thegrandlinesimp @friendly-kaiju @bjonka @concertodalcielo @jazminetoad @kerokerogecko + anybody else who would like to participate (no pressure) 💗

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the-phoenix-and-the-witch · 3 years ago

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Bee and Valerie: Scared Space

Hello Hello loves! Created some for me and my friend @secretsnailor! Small interaction of Bee and Valerie!! This was so much fun to write!!!

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Both Bee and Valerie join the crew WBP right around the same time. During their first interaction, they hit it off right away. It seemed every time they were together they seemed to laugh a bit louder catching the attention of some of the crew that passed by. Bee would see the different books in Valerie's room, piquing her curiosity she would look through the books seeing the vase selection on spell work, history, and other literature she had on the shelf.

It was rather a slower day on the ship. It would be a few days before the ship docked at another island. Bee sees Valerie looking for something opening the drawers and trying to find the item. “Whatcha looking for?” She was laying on her head off the bed as she was looking upside down.

“It’s a specific dragon scale. I swore I had some, I have a night shredder breed but not the monstrous nightmare.” She had one hand on her hip and the other hand stretching on the top of her head.

Bee sat up shaking her head slightly as her eyes adjusted to the change. She saw all the ingredients in the bowl. “Knowing that some dragons usually migrate to a designated area for the seasonal changes, we are in the midst of spring close to summer,” Bee remembered reading a chapter on the migrations of the dragons Valerie had on her shelf. Though not a lot of people knew where the dragons migrated to. A lot of people hunted the dragons due to the values they carried from their horns to their teeth. Scales were considered to hold a great deal of magical properties as the old scales tend to shed as new ones grew. The old scales held the mature magic that was ready to be used for multiple purposes. “Any ideas where that breed migrates too??” Bee heard some stories of where Valerie grew up and different mythical creatures that often stayed on her island due to the high levels of magic and the creatures feeling at peace.

“I actually do! Though we may not get there anytime soon, we are in the opposite direction ….Although I have a way we can get there sooner.” the tips of her fingers lightly tapping against one another as she smiles.

“I like that smile hehe what do you have in mind??” Bee began lightly tapping her own fingers as well.

“Let’s leave the ship for a while and have an adventure!” grabbing a small bag and some jars, then took Bee by her hand leading her to the standing mirror. “You trust me right?” her hands began to glow a light purple

“I do!” She responded

Placing her hand against the glass “Aperit fauces eius ad mundum nostrum, nunc, ianua magna aperta tandem.” The glass begins to light up Bee’s eyes widen seeing the small vortex appearing in front of them. “Ready?”

“LET’S GOOO!” Bee cheered, eager to step into the vortex. Both of them stepped through the mirror stepping on a grass field. A sudden wave of what could be explained as relaxation hit them both. Bee could feel her fingertips tingling with the high amount of magic after they stepped onto the place they landed. The cool crisp air hit her nostril, the slightly warm wind dancing through her wavy hair. “This..is breathtaking.” She looked around, seeing a large pond filled with clear water. Right above them both, she thought some clouds were coming in but following a Screech sound, it wasn’t a cloud. Seeing the large beast up close as it flew past the both of them as he headed towards the pond. This was the first time she saw before her eyes.

Valerie saw the amazement in Bee’s eyes traveling following the large needle nadder breed. “It is.. This is called the sacred space, lots of dragons tend to stay here for periods at a time, some often nesting here as well.”

~Meanwhile back on the ship~

“Oi where's Bee and Val at?” Thatch asked some of the commanders who were hanging out with Whitebeard on the deck.

“They should be in Val’s room.. Are they not -yoi?” Marco looked at the fourth commander whose arms were crossed.

“I checked and nothing.” he let out a sigh. “I was gonna have them try out some stuff I’ve been working on.”

“I can try it!!” Ace volunteered himself to taste the food that was prepared.

“Wait, did you check the stock room?” Izou ask

“Yeah…I couldn’t find them… Unless. What if they flew the coop?!?!” Thatch speculated.

“We would have noticed another ship or a boat leaving away from us. They might be playing some sort of a game and we are not in it.” Vista twisted the tip of his mustache. “They always pop up after a few hours.”

Whitebeard didn’t worry too much about the two women as they didn’t cause trouble on the ship. “I trust the two las, if they are in some form of trouble they can get out of it…”

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Walking down the grass hill both of them heard a few screeches to the side of them in the distance. “I should also mention Monstrous nightmares are a bit more tempermentated out of a lot of breeds and very defensive.”

Bee stood still for a moment “I’m not going to get eaten right!?”

“No no… If the monstrous nightmare I’m looking at is where we should be fine.” Valerie tried to reassure her.

“And if they are not??” Bee raised her brow.

“We will need to make friends with them. Dragons are very sacred creatures showing them the respect they will show you respect. They are also a good judge of characters as well. Not only do dragons reside here but also a special fruit called Paopu, if it's shared between two people they are destined to be part of one another's lives forever.” She nudged her friend, wiggling her brow. This sent a scarlet color over Bee’s cheeks. Noticing the interaction between her and the captain of the Whitebeard Pirates.

“Pshhhh I don’t know what you're talking about.” Bee began to compose herself; she tried to play it cool in front of the brunette.

“Oh nothing… you know seeing that smile on your face when you were complimented by a very VERY large man today. The smile didn’t leave your face all morning.” a chuckle came from her lips.

After small chatting as they made their way down the path. The closer they got to the large creature the more anxious Bee was getting. She saw the different breeds of dragons. They were in the lounge as some of them were asleep and others were docile. Valerie's eyes saw the dragon she came for, letting some relief sigh out. Seeing the noticeable scar on the right side of his body he was asleep. Some of the dragons got the whiff of both scents and their heads turned toward them both. They heard a few of them growl as they approached closer and closer. Distributing the monstrous nightmare from his slumber, his eyes noticed a familiar person. Hearing the growls coming from the other dragons he let out a low roar to give the other dragons a signal to let them know ‘they mean no harm. Walking past the other dragons slowly Bee looked at every single dragon noticing some of them having battle scars they survived from attackers, she could hear the rumble coming from some of them. Arriving in front of the Monstrous nightmare he let out a huff.

“Long time no see Cerbeus.” Valerie placed her hands on the snout of the dragon, her forehead resting against his snout; this was a form of greeting yet also showed how much she missed him. Cerberus traveled to her home island often; she knew the dragon since she was a young girl. “Cerberus I want you to meet my dear friend Bee. Bee this is my long-time friend Cerberus.”

“H-hi big guy.” she waved slowly, keeping her hand slightly tucked close to her. Cerberus moved his head towards the Bee. He began to sniff her hand before nudging her hand with his snout. Bee was surprised by the gesture of the dragon. His scales shined as the sun reflected them she could hear a low purr sound coming from him. “Thank god he is not going to eat me.” she got out a low chuckle. Her hands began to scratch underneath his chin.

“He likes you.” Valerie smiles seeing the scales that easily came off as Bee was giving him scratches. Valerie saw a small wound on the dragon's leg that was fresh, going into her bag grabbed a small jar with some ointment she made, and began to spread it on the wound. “I see you had another run-in with poachers…” she spoke to the dragon. Bee noticed the wound Valerie was attending to. Cerberus let out a huff and a growl rumbled. “You have to be careful.. lucky they didn’t get your wings.” she looked at the wings seeing no injuries to them she stood up.

“Will he be alright?” she asked in a concerned tone.

“He will be fine.” giving a reassuring gesture. “Beeee???” Valerie tried to lighten up the mood.

“What is it?” she looked at her, she squinted her eyes giving a sly smile.

“Wonder what it feels like flying on a dragon. It's different from riding on Marco in his phoenix form.”

“That’s what she said.” Bee laughed at her own joke.

This causes the brujas face to turn extremely red. She turned trying to hide her red face. “Oh my god.”

Bee’s eyes widened “Geez relax it was a joke Val.. unless you have something to tell me, you dirty birdie.” giving her friend the same nudge Valerie gave her earlier.

Valerie changed the subject quickly “Cerberus why don't you take Bee for a short ride. I’ll wait for you guys down here.”

Cerberus leaned his head down making it easier for her to climb onto his back. As he began to stand up on all fours making both of the girls feel shorter than they already did. “God we are short.” Bee looked up at the dragon.

“We are fun size.” Valerie stood a few feet back as she saw his wings expand. “Hold on tight!”

The flapping of the wings began causing a gust of wind. Bee’s hands held tightly onto Cerberus in just a matter of seconds as they were soaring through the sky. She closed her eyes tightly for a moment. The sudden rush of adrenaline filling her body opened her eyes to see how small everything looked on the ground. Her hair flowing through the wind alongside she saw a few dragons, some flying next to her and some flying in opposite directions. “THIS IS AWESOME!!!!” Bee exclaimed, raising her hands up.

Valerie could hear Bee’s shouting from high above her, she let out a laugh. She continued to pick up the small scales on the ground, placing them in the empty jar. Something caught her eye a short distance and it started to give her ideas. After a few mins, Valerie decided to join Bee in a fly one of the other dragons that Valerie knew greeted her as she put the items in her bag. “Ready Calypso?” she asked as the Stormcutter breed nodded. Bee saw the Calypso approach with Valerie on the back of them. “Having fun?” she shouted a bit so Bee could hear her

“HELL YESS!!! Riding a badass dragon feeling fearless!!!!” Bee exclaimed.

After about an hour of riding the dragons. They let them rest two resting on the sides of the dragons. Both of their hair was a bit of a mess and they tried to contain the frizz as much as possible. “See nothing to fear!!!”

“Yeah!!! Hehe, this was a lot of fun! Things I can take off my bucket list: going through a vortex to another place in the world and riding/ befriending a dragon.” Bee laughed. They both had different lives growing up but sharing their experiences with one another seemed to bond their friendship. Bee shared her experiences of being in the postal office and where she traveled and delivered mail too. Valerie couldn’t travel much as she had to care/ guide the people on her island alongside her mother.“We need to do this again!!! Maybe even going to other islands and trying out the food places the islands are known for!!!”

“Yes, we need to!!!” giving her a cheesy smile.

Both girls relaxed chatting for a while before they noticed the sun beginning to set. Deciding to head back as they said their goodbyes to the large creatures. “We’ll come visit soon I promise.” hugging the monstrous nightmare.

Bee made her way and hugged the large creature “It was nice meeting you Cerberus. Maybe we can go on another flight when we visit!” The snorted as it agreed with Bee’s statement.

As they arrived back at the small portal they entered back into the room where they left. Nothing seemed out of place. As Valerie closed the portal she placed the bag down on the counter. “Before I forget I grabbed you a little something.” opening the bag to see a star fruit. “This is the fruit I was telling you about.”

Bee’s reached for the fruit which was a bright yellow. “It’s almost too pretty to eat.” She remembered what Valerie said earlier that day. This caused her cheeks to become red.

“He wouldn’t say no to sharing it with you. But I think you already knew that.” Valerie's expression softened.

“Thank you.” Bee instantly hugged her Valerie gladly hugged back

“You're welcome.” patting her back.

“Both of you finally appeared after disappearing for a few hours yoi.” Marco was by the door way.

“Sorry about that.” Valerie scratched the back of her head, a light tint of pink dusted her cheeks.

“Bee Pops was looking for ya..” Marco walked into the room.

“Oh I should go see him. I will see you guys for a bit for dinner!! BYEEEEE!” Bee quickly made her way out holding the fruit close to her chest.

“BYEEEEEE!” responded back.

Marco let out a low chuckle. “You both seemed to have a good time.” Marco moved a piece of her hair out of her face. Valerie didn’t grab just one fruit but two of them. Her heart would flutter every time seeing him. During their time on the ship together they developed their own personal bond with one another.

“It was a nice time, it's an adventure everywhere we go” giving the first commander a smile. She cleared her throat before speaking the next part “There is something I would like to share with you, Marco.” she walked to her bag grabbing the star fruit.

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Bee was contemplating back and forth on when she should do it. When she decided just to go for it she did. She noticed Whitebeard sitting down in his favorite spot. Whitebeard could feel her presence as she approached with a tender smile. “Decided to come out of hiding, I see Gurararara.” he laughed.

“Sorry if I made you worry.” still blushing slightly at the large man infront of her.

“You didn’t worry me, I knew you two were fine.” He noticed the yellow piece of fruit in her hand. “What do you have there?”

“It's a paopu fruit. From what Valerie told me when two people share it they are destined to be in one another's lives forever…Eddie, I want to share it with you. I wouldn't want to share it with anyone .” Her cheeks became hotter by the second she held out the fruit in front of him.

Whitebeard's expression softened after hearing about this fruit before but never saw it before his own eyes. “It would be an honor to share it with someone as special as Bee.” hearing his words make her heart race fast and eagerly split the fruit in half. “Always be the light in my life.

#adventure of bee and valerie #Bee and Valerie!#secretsnailor #bee quake #the witch of one piece #the phoenix and the witch #adventures are out there!#marco x valerie #bee x whitebeard #bee x edward newgate #Marco x valerie #marco x val #whitebeard pirates #whitebeard crew #one piece

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the-phoenix-and-the-witch · 3 years ago

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His Love For Bee

This is for my lovely friend Bee @secretsnailor. Thank you for being a sweet soul and you deserve this fluffy goodness! ^^ Hopefully in the future, I can write some small scenes of Bee and Val together! I hoped you enjoy this love!

Bee x Whitebeard

Bee didn’t know what was wrong; she often had this upbeat attitude, always smiling and giggly. But today it seemed she was a little down. When people ask she brushed it off not wanting to worry people. She put on a brave smile and went on about her day. She was trying to do the things she loved to do but they weren’t fun this time around. She felt herself getting a little frustrated as things seemed to be taking longer than normal for her today. Letting out an annoyed sigh that caught the attention of Edward. He was watching her eyes becoming a bit water and her nose scrunched up. For years he knew Bee’s pattern just like a honey bee spreading pollen to flowers and letting them bloom, Bee gave off this loving/ happy energy that spread all throughout the ship. “Bee?” he called as he sat on his favorite seat on the ship. She snapped out of what she was doing to see her lover calling out to her. Placing the item down she began making her way toward Whitebeard. “Yes Eddie?” she put on a smile hoping he doesn’t catch on to her acting off. Even though she was smiling Edward could see she was off a bit. She was standing in front of her large Yonko lover, her eyes avoiding him. As if she looked into his eyes he would know something was wrong. “Everything alright?” his hands resting on the armrest his eyes narrowed down at Bee. “Yes! Everything is fine!” she tried to sound chipper but it sounded too forced. “Bee…” Edward spoke her name as she finally looked at him were knew the next statement was going to come from him. “You're not alright….I know you like the back of my hand.” “I’m that easy to read.” she let out a sigh as she scratched the back of her head she looked down at her shoes. “I-I just don’t know what's wrong today I woke up and I felt… sad,” she said in a slightly sheepish tone. She never wanted him to worry about her knowing he had stuff he had to deal with.

Whitebeard knew she was beating herself up on the inside knowing he caught onto how she was feeling off. He saw her as a strong individual herself. As the time passed he fell in love with her. Anytime she was in the same room or space she lit his world up. Seeing her beautiful smile made him smile all the time. He didn’t want to make her feel bad; all he wanted to do was make her feel loved and safe. He safely picked up the small fragile woman causing her to blush slightly. Bringing her close to his chest, her ear could hear his steady heart beat, hearing his heartbeat begin to soothe any kind of bad feeling she had at that moment. His other hand gently held her against his chest. “A wise man once told me that hugging for 20 seconds or more can help ease any kind of bad feeling.”

It was more than 20 seconds and she had to admit it was true. “The wise man was correct,” she softly hummed as she closed her eyes, still hearing the steady heartbeat. “Bee, just know you can come to me anytime you are feeling down or if anything is bothering you please come to me. I will do my very best to keep that smile on your beautiful face.”

Bee, still having her eyes closed, was filled with emotions, opening her eyes just for a brief moment. She held a smile on her face “Thank you Eddie” she closed her eyes as she felt a tear escape. His words reassured her and knowing she was loved no matter what she was going through. She was thankful to have met Edward when she did because she found a whole new meaning of love and she didn’t want to let that go.

#bee x whitebeard #bee this is for you ❤️#bee x edward newgate #his little bumble bee

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