Tatsuma Had A Growth Spurt And, Uh, Shinsuke Saw Potential 👀

stuck with you → Corpse Husband

summary → keeping corpse company while he streams while also helping him with his streaming anxiety

note: this is my first writing where tried to change the POV

TW: one language word

I sighed as I plopped down on the couch in Corpse's office. I gave him a reassuring smile when he looked at me with concerned eyes right before he started streaming. "you'll do great." I said with confidence in my tone. Truth be told, I knew he was losing his shit right now.

Once he started streaming, I could immediately see the anxiety set in him. I leaned half off the couch to put my hand on his leg. He jolted at my touch. He gave me his hand, and we intertwined our fingers. We sat like this for a bit while he talked to chat before the game started. Once he started playing the game, he requested that his hand back.

While he streamed, I laid down on his couch and scrolled through Twitter for a bit. Now and then, I would check on Corpse to see how the game was doing, eventually drifting off to sleep.

I woke up a couple of hours later to someone poking my shoulder. I looked over and saw Corpse staring at me. I looked up at him, confused, then he replied, "I was just checking."

"I'm ending stream soon." He added before turning back to his stream. I let out a slight huff before going back to sleep.

I woke up a bit later being carried upstairs to bed. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." Corpse said. I nuzzled my head into his neck in response. He gave me a quick kiss on my forehead. "I guess I got stuck with you, huh?" He said quietly. I let out a slight laugh before he put me down again.

Enjoy, Shane fans

— “FIX UP, TAKE CARE.” + IZUKU MIDORIYA.

author’s note(s): hey besties, ive had this on the brain for a little bit and since we awn midoriya brain rot i thought why not? please enjoy ily

warning(s): smut, MDNI 18+, car sex, tummy bulges, breeding!kink, slight pregnancy!kink, milf fucking and mechanic!izuku, fem!reader.

mechanic!izuku fixes up your car real nice when you break down on the freeway— it’s the least he could do for a pretty thing such as yourself. he asks you a few things, a lot of things, as he works on whats under the hood— tinkering away while you scrape together the last of your cash to pay him.

you’re a teacher, you’ve got kids, newly divorced and were on the way home from grocery shopping so late at night— oh you poor pretty thing.

“‘m sorry,” you say defeated, tears written across galaxy eyes as you hold such a little amount of cash out to him and fuck if your pouty little face doesn’t make deku’s heart ache and his cock twitch between baggy, greasy denim. “this is all i have on me at the moment, i wish there was a better way to repay you.” emerald eyes can’t help but fall to the way you bite your lower lip, twitching with nervousness and rubbing your thighs together to seek warmth in the cold night air.

when deku looks up, only a few crystalline tears have landed on your baby fat cheeks and only then does he realise he’s fucked. that he’s realised how much he wants to make you cry. “don’t worry about it babydoll, i can think of a few ways we can cover it, whaddya say?” he hums, closing in on you like a fox on a lamb, his large hand brushing over your cheek with oil slicked hands, sweetly. and then you give him that gorgeous fucking smile and that’s how he knows he’s got to ruin you for everyone else.

so now you’re pressed up against back seat of your own car, dress flipped up over fleshy thighs thats spread as wide as they can go while izuku pounds into your cunt like nobody’s business. you’re so fucking tight, squeezing the dear life out of his sticky cock, so much so that it makes a lewd, dirty squelching sound every time his hips pull back from between your legs. “gee baby, the way you’re suckin me in, how long’s it been since you got fucked open like this?” midoriya coos, the hand he uses to steady himself on your (now steamy) car window coming down to brush the tears from your lashes, “has nobody been takin’ care of you baby? you’re such a good mommy, must be lookin’ our for so many people...someone outta look after you too right?”

your eyes gloss over at the pattern of his thrusts, in and out, in and out— prodding at your g-spot and cockhead dragging along your silky gummy walls. and then you’re gasping out for air when he pushes your legs up over your shoulders in the cramped space of your car, dick hitting deeper and jus brushing your cervix— so good, just like that.

“y-yes,” babbling lazily, you look to izuku with needy crossed eyes and a tongue that flops out against your puffy strawberry lips. “need s’mone to take care of me— wanna be looked af’ta,”

fuck, aren’t you the cutest little thing ever. his brain is fuzzy, not a thought in his head except for breeding you like you deserve, brain becoming murky as you moan and whimper and cry out for the mechanic like a prayer. izuku’s weighty cock aches inside of you, pressing up against all your sensitive spots while he eases it further into you— if you weren’t so tight he wouldn’t have to pull out so much , but your pretty little cunt is just crying to be stretched open, juices making a sloppy mess of his balls heavy with cum.

your back arches prettily for him, hips lifting off the seats and leaving a dark patch from where your syrupy pussy has stained the leather. the sight makes izuku’s breath hitch, fingers dropping between your bodies to draw smooth circles over your clit— getting you to leak more for him. “you want me to take care of you babydoll?” deku pants, eyes rolling from the feeling of your gooey slit beneath the pass of his fingers. you clamp down as he explores you, sensitive from the new touch and if his self control weren’t any better, he would have emptied inside you right then and there. “how ‘bout i breed this sweet hole of yours, make you a mommy— oh fuck, get you all pregnant ‘n look after you... fix your car, buy your groceries, you’d never have to worry about an’otha thing ever again baby,”

his words are broken up by harsh thrusts into your fluttering heat— he’s so close, you are too, dumbly drinking up everything he says. you plead for the life izuku conjured up in the middle of his sex haze and dig your nails deep into his freckled shoulders. who was he to ruin that dream for you? you were so touch starved and needy, you’d have to call him a villain for not pumping you full of his seed.

“i want it,” you simper, eyes screwing shut as tears sting down your cheeks and ruin your simple makeup. you’re so gorgeous when you’re ruined, a sweet little mommy begging for the basics. “give it to me,”

“yeah, don’chu worry little thing, ‘m gonna give it to you, all of it,” izuku thumbs over your stretch marks, the faded scars on your lower tummy while his cock bulges inside of you— evidence of your labour to bring children into the world. it’s the thought of you being swollen with his own kids that tips him over, warmth spilling into your welcoming walls as his cock pulses with release. you follow with a shout, creaming so much that you force his dick out of your wetness— twitching and drooling so bad you don’t even realise.

a mop of green hair falls lip at your neck, deku pushing his length through your slick folds, head prodding at your clit to draw out your high as you black at out— sticky sounds mingling with your pants and heaves. “that’s it sweet girl, look so good cummin’ on this cock, did so good for me,” he praises you, pressing kisses to your tear stained cheeks and neck.

you whisper little thank you’s as deku pulls out and cleans you up nice enough to send you back to your kids, his heart aches at your pained whimper when your bodies part but it gives him time to admire your raw, leaky cunt as he does. you thank him again when he tells you how to keep your car running properly. you’re so precious, hiding your face from him when you’re standing outside the vehicle again, as if you weren’t begging to be bred inside of it while it shook from the sex.

“come down to my shop, whenever you need this thing fixed, kay?” deku hums, using a forefinger to tilt your head up to his. “or whenever you need someone to take care of you, i’d love to take you on a date sometime.”

your body flushes with heat and you nod eagerly, scribbling your number down fast and telling the mechanic to call you after eight pm, the kids will be asleep by then. izuku parts from you with a sloppy slot of his mouth against yours, he promises to call— he wouldn’t mind fixing up ‘n taking care of a sweet thing like you.

what if noya gets lightning hair in his 3rd year to take the rolling thunder thing to the next level 

Freedom ~ Shanks x F! Reader – Requested.

In universe. Female S/O. No physical descriptions. Everybody is 18+. No spoilers.

TW: Family problems, dead parents. SFW.

Word count: 4.3K

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31458956

Anon requested: OMG I just read your Ace fic and it was so good! Idk if you write for Shanks or not but if you do could you maybe do something similar to the Ace fic but with him? (If you are not busy). Thank you so much, your stuff is great.

A/N: Thank you so much for asking for Shanks. I fall in love with OP men with him, and it’s a character that have always intrigued me. I wanted to give it a twist to the jealousy part, I hope you like it!! I recommend to listen to “Memories” – 1st ending of OP- while reading the end!.

Somewhere on the Grand Line, Post Summit War.

“Are you sure you want to go out today, y/n?”, your mother asks you, worried. A big ship has arrived in town. On the mast a black flag with a skull crossed by two sabers and three scars over the left eye of it, warns the citizens that pirates are here.

In no time, man and woman began to talk and everybody knew that those pirates were no other than the crew of one of the Yonkous, the Red-Haired Pirates with its captain, Akagami no Shanks.

You are not afraid, you’ve never been. Maybe because you always wanted to be a pirate, or maybe because you knew exactly that from the emperors, Shanks was probably the most pacific one.

“It's ok, mum! They are not that bad, don’t worry I’ll be fine”, you say to your mother, trying to calm her, while your heart somehow beats faster. The idea of meeting such powerful people, pirates, something you have always dreamt of becoming but always had to forget because of your family, excites you.

You grab your bike and head to the city center where your grocery store awaits to be open. You know that probably they won’t visit your shop, but deep down you wish so. The day passes and every customer conversation topic is focused on the outsiders, on the pirates. “You should go home, it’s dangerous for you to be alone in here!, What if they come and rob you? or even worse!”.

You are fed up with people thinking that you are a weak damsel, they seem to forget that from a young age you have managed to keep your family going after your mum was left alone with you and your siblings, by your dad who became a pirate years ago.

Little by little the streets around your store become empty, you think it is because it’s late but you gaze at the clock and you have more than two hours left until the closing time. “Could it be…?”. And it is.

Someone opens the big wooden door of the shop with a scrape and the orange sun rays enter blinding you for an instance. There he was, a tall handsome man, red hair flowing to the breeze that sneaks from outside, three scars that garnishes his left eye and a big smile. You are ripped from your boredom, you know exactly who he was, who the people behind them were. You know it, Akagami no Shanks is here, and you simply love it.

Yet your face looks more scared than pleased, so the red hair man says, “Oi! excuse me! I didn’t mean to scare you. You were the only place open; can I ask for some stuff?”. “H- hello… yes, of course. What can I get for you?”, you ask him politely. “Do you perhaps have some alcohol for us?”, he asks laughing. That laugh, it’s just too cute for a pirate… “I’m afraid I only have a few bottles of sake left, but tomorrow I’ll have a new batch. I can offer you what I have right now and if you want more you can come tomorrow”, you say to him, smiling.

“Oi, captain, she is not afraid of us!!” a fat pirate that is eating a big chunk of meat tells the man in front of me. “There is no point in being afraid, Lucky. Go tell Yasopp that we have enough drinks for tonight”, he says looking at him, and when he turns a little bit you notice he is missing an arm. “Oh… so what I’ve read was true, he’s lost an arm…”, you think while putting the bottles over the counter for him to buy.

“Thank you Miss, here is your payment for the bottles. I’m coming back tomorrow for the others”, he says while handing you some berries with his right hand. You thank him, but before he leaves he tells, smiling at you, “What’s your name? You look like you want to be a pirate, you know? Why don’t you come tonight? we are having a banquet with some friends from this island”. Something inside of you screams “DON’T”, but your heart wins the fight and you happily tell him your name and that you will try to make it.

After he leaves, your heart pumps blood into your ears faster, you feel something strange on your stomach and for a moment you imagine how awesome being at a pirate party might be. You can’t ignore either, how handsome you found him. Such a man… with those grey capris, that open white shirt, the black cloak over his shoulders… a true king, a true pirate emperor. Your cheeks turn to fire…

After closing the shop, you ride your bike home, letting the cold breeze of that autumn island refresh your blushed cheeks.

Your mum and siblings breathe a sigh of relief when they see you safe and sound, after some old busybody hags have told her of your encounter with pirates. “Mum, they only bought some alcohol, paid for it and left. Actually he-, I mean all of them. They were more polite than some people of this town”, you say to her rolling your eyes back, and head to your room.

Flopping down to your bed you begin to ponder the possibility of going to the banquet, but the face of your mother shouting at you erases those thoughts, and you simply accept your destiny.

After dinner, you are back in your room. From your window far in the distance you admire the coast and a vast sea ahead, moonshine over the waves and a few stars in the night sky. That’s always been your view, you have to admit you have a privileged bedroom. But something caught your attention. Is that… “is that their ship?”, you think. Over the coast, a large pirate ship, with red details is docked. You try to focus your sight, and realize that next to it, over the beach there is what looks like a bonfire and some people around. “Yeah, that’s the party I’ve been invited to…”, you sigh.

You close your curtains, and just lay on bed. Closing your eyes, trying to sleep… but you can’t. Turning around, to a side, to the other. “You look like you want to be a pirate”, the voice of that red haired pirate replays on your head, on and on, and on…

You don’t really know what it was, but you perceive a different aura around him. Someone told you years ago, that feeling, the auras you see around people is something called “Haki”. This guy was something different… you feel another type of power around him.

“That’s it, I’m going”. You stand up from bed, throw on a white blouse, an orange skirt, and an underbust corset that cinches your waist.

After making sure everyone is already asleep in your house, you open your windows and escape. You run, at first afraid of someone catching you, but then free. Free as the wind that swirls around with your hair. You are being pulled at them, at him…

A few meters from the coast, a big ship exalts in front of your eyes. There is murmur, music, people dancing. You stand right there, trying to see where Shanks is.

“Oi! I thought you wouldn’t come!”, someone grabs your shoulders from behind and offers you a big wooden cup of alcohol. Turning your head to the right side, you see those scars over his eye, and that wavy red hair.

“Come one, let’s party like only pirates know how to!”, he says, laughing. You accept the cup and follow him. You are surprised to see some citizens having fun with them, but then you remember Shanks telling you they have friends in this town, so you know that nobody there will say anything about you being there if you just don’t say anything about them.

Dancing, drinking, eating some delicious brochettes, one of the guys there was grilling, the night passes. You haven’t had that type of fun before, and everything seems perfect.

The sun is already rising over the horizon, some of the pirates have already passed out on the cold sand, but Shanks and you still have energy, so you keep chatting, drinking and laughing together.

But like everything good has to come to an end, you realize it's already morning and in a few hours everyone at home would be up. “Shanks, I must come back home… I have to open the store”, you say to him, a little embarrassed. You know that “working times” isn’t something that pirates do.

“Oh, you are right!, well let me walk you home, then”, he tells you, genuinely willing to… protect you?. “It’s ok.. don’t worry. My home is right there, on the other side of the beach, that one with yellow walls!” you say to him, pointing at your house. Something you’d probably regret later, you have given to a powerful captain of a pirate crew specific instructions for your home, but somehow you trust him.

“I’ll be watching you then, run!” he says, caressing softly your cheek. And for an instance you both stared into your eyes. “See you later”, you whisper, turn around and begin to run home.

Halfway there, you turn back at the coast, convinced he won’t be there anymore, but he is. He waves at you. He is protecting you. You wave back at him and finally arrive at home.

Being as stealthy as you can be, you climb to your room through your window hoping no one sees you, and head to the bathroom once you are safe inside. Your heart beats faster, maybe it is because you’ve been running, or maybe the adrenaline of experiencing something you’ve dreamt off for so long… who knows? maybe it was the feeling that still persists on your skin, where Shanks brushed his hand…-

You have successfully made it into your home, and try to erase the signs of a good party on your face with cold water before breakfast.

“Good morning, mum!”, you say once you enter the kitchen with a remarkably good mood that you are not used to showing. Your brothers notice it, but say nothing. Your mother, ignorant about your little adventure smiles at you, happy that finally her grumpy daughter is smiling. You grab a toast and leave the house as fast as you can.

You fight against your sleepy eyelids trying to close, your body needs some rest so you put all of your body weight over the counter. You still have all day long until you can come back home, but you don’t regret what you did last night. No more than three customers entered the store during the day, and sadly none of them were Shanks. So, you begin to think that he won’t come back. Until, the little chime on the door announces the arrival of a new customer. “You haven’t slept yet, huh?”. The person you’ve been waiting the whole day is finally here, in front of you.

He came back. A sudden shot of adrenaline wakes your body up, and you seem more awake than ever. “I didn’t get any sleep yet, haha… but it’s ok, I’m not complaining. Did you come back for the sake?” you tell him with a smile that makes your tired eyes slant. “Yeah, Ben will help me to carry them to the ship, but I came for you too”, he says, smirking. “You came for me?”, you ask him confused, but deep down happy to hear those words.

“Haha, I’m not kidnapping you or something like that, but would you like to come to our ship tonight? We can have dinner and then I’ll set you free… I mean I’m sure you would like to go to sleep”, says the red-haired pirate, to which you reply without even thinking, “Yeah, of course!”. “Fine, I’m coming for you when you are over with work”, he says and leaves the shop with you standing there, astonished.

“What the hell just happened, Y/n?” you ask yourself, trying to come up with an excuse to tell your mother about spending the night on a pirate ship… it’s not that you are not allowed to have friends, or even go out, you are an adult, but… pirates?... your mother hates them. I mean, your dad left her to become one so…

But, you aren’t willing to let anybody interfere with something you wanted for so long… plus, you somehow can’t resist that emperor charm, so you grab your den den mushi and call your best friend.

“I know that what I am asking you is too much, but please help me!” you beg her. “But, it’s not only because of your mum. They are pirates, I’m worried for you. I don’t mind you telling her you are going to spend the night here, but… what if they do something bad to you?”, she expressed, truly worried. And you know she is right, after all they were… criminals.

You spend the rest of the afternoon debating between risking yourself or plainly escaping before he comes back. But you can’t deny that rationalizing this type of thing wouldn’t take you anywhere, and the voice of your heart just screams “go with him, trust him”.

And so, you do. After calling your mother and lying to her, you can only wait for him to come and take you to their ship.

“Let’s go!” he says snatching your arm, pulling from you. You feel his fingertips over your skin, and the touch of his hand against your flesh sends some kind of electricity to your whole body… what is it?.

“Here we are! my beloved floating nakama, the “Red Force””, he says showing you the big boat you have in front of yourself. “Wow, it’s huge” you say, amazed, failing to try to hide how excited you are for knowing a pirate ship - one of the four emperors’ of the sea ships -.

You have dinner with all the crew, and again, nobody makes you feel in the sightless uncomfortable. And soon everyone starts to leave for their cabins, until Shanks and you are left alone.

“Come with me, I want to show you something”, he says excited, offering his hand to you. You smile, hold his hand and follow him through the ship.

You are finally on the deck, and he asks you if you are afraid of heights. You don’t, so he points to a hand ladder made out of ropes that allows to climb to the ship’s figurehead. “Go ahead, climb, I’m going right behind you”, he says, encouraging you with that smile that you already love.

Once you’ve carefully stood over the red wooden sea monster figurehead, you extend your hand, in order to help him. He accepts it gladly. From there you can admire the sea and the whole island, the wind blows even stronger, the deep blue sky looks like velvet, the moon shines bright and some stars flicker around it. This is the second time in your life that you feel truly free, and you wish this could be never over.

Shanks passes his right arm around your waist, both of you remain still, admiring the night sky and the sound of the waves. Little by little his mouth approaches your neck, he places a soft subtle kiss over your skin, and you close your eyes. Gradually, you turn to him, and slowly but surely, your lips meet. This marked the start of intense months ahead.

Somedays you just let your friend run the shop for you, sometimes you even close earlier. Some gossip about what you’ve been doing hits your mother, but you deny it categorically. Every time you woke up to Shanks, your body felt sore, but satisfied as hell. And somehow, after spending so many days together, you were almost part of the crew.

But not everything lasts forever, and that day, the day that your lie was discovered finally came.

“Y/n, I heard someone tell mum the pirates are at your shop”, your brother says through the den den mushi. Your siblings knew everything, and you all agreed on lying for the sake of the peace of the family. Plus, Shanks had forged an amazing friendship with them whenever they passed time with us on the ship. “Don’t worry, brother. She has heard that before, I don’t think she’s going to come. Thanks for telling me, though. Love you!”.

You are sitting on Shanks lap, behind the counter. Some customers were already used to him being there, and they didn’t fear them anymore, because of how charming and noble he was with the people of the town.

Suddenly, the door of the store opens violently. There is your mother, agitated, followed by some old ladies. “It’s true… you, that pirate…I came here to prove my daughter was a good girl, but I was wrong…”, she shouts at you as you were still a little girl. “Yeah, it is true. I’m happy now, what’s wrong with it? I am a grown-up adult, we haven’t told you because of how you could react, but everybody else knows it”, you scream at her, furious.

“I’m trying to protect you, my dear daughter… his dad, his father was your dad’s captain. He left us, you, your brothers, me. What are you going to do when he decides to set sail, huh?”, she tells you with tears in her eyes.

You haven’t thought about it, plus… his dad? Shank’s dad was your father’s captain?... You hate to admit she is right; they are pirates, the time of leaving will come sooner or later. But it will come…

“Mrs... when I met your daughter I didn’t know who her dad was…”, Shanks tells your mother. “Since when did you know it? where is he?” you ask your redhead lover. “I’m afraid your dad…”, he shakes his head, stopping himself from saying any more words. And you just understand. He hugs you; you nuzzle your head on his chest, letting some tears flow from your eyes. It’s not something you somehow didn’t know, but the confirmation was devastating. Yet the warm hug from him makes everything easier. You feel safe with him, safe and free.

Your mother, who seems to get not even a little emotional, says coldly, “that’s what happens when you become a pirate. I hope you understand that before it’s late. I’m disappointed at you, I thought you were different from your dad…”. Those words hurt, you’ve always wanted to be free, a pirate, sailing through all the seas, why was that so hard to understand for her?.

Shanks grabs you by your face, and looking into your eyes, he says “I’m not leaving you, I swear”. And you believe in those words, but deep inside, you know that soon you’ll see his ship getting away from the coast.

You come back home where your mother no longer speaks to you, she is so upset that she simply ignores you.

Some days pass until Shanks tells you to meet him at a certain bar called “Partys Bar”. “We never went there”, you think a little confused, but you got ready and leave the house.

When you enter all of Shanks crew members seem to be celebrating something, they greet you as you walk through them. You finally spot your lover, a girl with green hair is hugging him tight, he has a bottle on his hand. They are enjoying themselves; he is happier than ever… and you stay right there, still, realizing that your mum was probably always right. That’s why you two never talked about having a relationship… pirates are just not faithful to their lovers.

You let a tear run through your cheek, and start walking back to the exit of that bar. You hear in between you sobbing and the murmur of the party “Y/n, wait! I want you to meet…”, but you just can’t keep on listening.

Suddenly your whole world caves in, and you just run, straight home.

In the kitchen is your mother sitting, having a cup of tea. She looks at you and says, “He hasn’t even left yet and has already broken your heart, huh? See? You have to understand pirates have a girlfriend on every port, he is an emperor of the sea. Why don’t you get it? He is one of the worst criminals in the whole world. Do you really think he would leave everything aside for you? Plus, Mrs. Johnson told me her husband heard that the pirates are parting tomorrow”. You look at her, wishing she could just shut the hell up, or even comforting you, but she has always been like this, so you just go to your room.

No more than twenty minutes later, you heard strong persistent knocks on the door. Your brothers shout at Shanks but he just simply doesn't care. He is now in your room. “Babe, what happened?!!”, he shouts at you. “I don’t want to talk. Don’t call me babe…”, you say choking back tears. “I need to know what happened, tell me. Please”, Shanks insists. “My mum was right after all; you were with that girl… hugged. Plus, she told me you are leaving tomorrow. I knew this day would come, but why do you have to ruin it for me? why couldn't you just wait to leave to be with another girl?”, you say this time with a fire burning on your eyes. He broke your heart, because even knowing he would leave, you have fallen for him.

Shanks approaches you, squats next to your bed and calmly says to you, “I love you; you fool. The girl you saw is like my sister, her name is Makino. I’ve known her since we were babies, she is the daughter of one of your dads crew mates. I wanted her to meet you. We wanted to celebrate something I thought at this point you had clear. I want you to come with me, you are part of our crew already. I want you to be my empress…”.

“S-Shanks…?” you are astonished. “He loves me?, he wants me to join his crew… he wants… me, a pirate?, I - I always wanted to be a pirate”, you think, and when you imagine yourself sailing through the Grand Line, the New World, something ignites your soul. But, despite how much you love him, and how much you want to be free, you are still bounded to your family…

Your brothers start jumping around, “Our sister is going to be an empress of the sea??, I want to come with her!!!”.

“Shanks… I’m sorry I doubted you. I love you too… with you I knew what being free means. But, I can’t go with you, I’m still responsible for my family”, you say to him, once again leaving your dreams aside.

“I won’t force you to come with us, but let me tell you something… You have a strong spirit, just like your dad, I used my haki around you many times because it was amazing how strong you were, you are meant to travel the world. I can’t explain to you right now why, but you are. Plus, your family is going to be financially covered for at least the rest of their lives”, he says to you, brushing your hair softly with his hand. You don’t understand what he is saying, and your face shows a confused expression. So, he continues, “you see, before our dads passed away, your father asked me to make him a big favor… he wanted me to come here, to this island to give all of his treasures to his family… At first I didn’t know you were the one who was supposed to receive them, but then everything made sense. My crew is going to leave all of your dad's treasures here…”. You simply can’t hold your tears back, you watch your mom who was at the door, unable to speak and tell her “You see, mom? Dad has always cared for us. Pirates are not all bad…”.

It’s already morning and most of the citizens of your town are at the coast, helping those pirates with the last preparations before they set sail to a new adventure, the habitants of the island are grateful for how these pirates have helped them, they weren’t violent, they haven’t robbed a single berrie to them.

The sun is shining, not a single cloud in the sky, seagulls dancing in the air, and a warm breeze plays with some red and brown leaves on the floor.

Finally, the Red Force begins to sail, leaving the shore behind. The whole town waves at them, they wish them a safe and awesome new adventure, and hope they someday will come back. Your brothers, even your mother is there, saying goodbye.

The wind hits your cheeks, the sun bathes your skin. Shanks is on your side, and you wave your family and friends goodbye, hoping that the next time you see them, you will be a great pirate.

“I love you”, says Shanks to you, kissing your forehead. “I love you too, captain”, you say back and both prepare to face your future together, you finally breathe freedom… ♥

LANE SIBZ

Daria brainrot courtesy of a screenshot I found on my phone

Jane Lane is the truest mood

Trent deserved better 🤘🏻

feeling blue 🌧️ i'm in my chicken man feelings rn

𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜 | c.h

Pairing :: Corpse Husband x GN! Reader

Requested :: Yes (by Anon 🤸‍♀)

Summary :: Here are some headcanons of what I think/imagine it'll be like being married to our beloved deep voiced streamer!

A/N: I hope you guys like this, especially the anon who requested did! Taglist (for all my future Corpse fics and my one multi-chaptered fic) and Requests are open

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Let's start with the two of you's wedding, shall we?

It'll be a private wedding with just your friends and family invited, the man wouldn't be able to handle too many guests at once due to his Agoraphobia

It won't be a fancy one, just simple enough as you guys prioritize getting married more than trying to make a perfect and grand after party

Later in your little honeymoon, he'll confessed that being able to say that you're now his partner for life makes him very much happy. You're now stuck with him.

You weren't complaining. Now onto your life as a married couple!

Corpse will be the type of husband that'll make you forget you have a name due to how many petnames he will use to refer to you; sweetheart, babe, baby, love, sunshine, honey, you name it!

He will probably be giddy if you do the same, imagine if you do that one tiktok challenge to him where instead of calling him by his usual pet name, you call him by his name and he is so confused

Here's the challenge I was talking about, it's a compilation!

There will be some fights; no matter how perfect you both think the relationship is, it's not picture perfect.

But they never last due to you both learning early on in your relationship before marriage that Communication is Key

Taglist: @apple-slice-of-your-laifu-blog

Could you do 18 with shanks, Rayleigh and Gaban (separate)

Hi!! Of course!. I combined this two requests because has the same # of kink!. Thank you for participating on the event! Enjoy 💖 ~

NSFW ~ HCs Ace, Shanks, Rayleigh & Gaban with his S/O wearing lingerie.

Kinks: 🌶 #18: Lingerie.

Portgas D. Ace.

Ace would fuck you even if you were wearing a burlap sack. He does not really care what you are wearing because he adores your body like you are a type of angel. Yet, he has a soft spot for a certain garter you use. Because it does squeeze your thighs so perfectly to him. Ace adores kissing that little bulge of skin it forms on your inner thighs when you use it. The garter holds your secret weapon. A dagger that can slit open a throat in no time. So, usually you try to hide it during missions or while you are outside the ship. Yet, it is not enough, because Ace will search for it even during fights. Plus, the freckled fire boy has teared a good number of panties while rough fucking with him, so you don’t really spend too much on them. After all, he will probably end up destroying them. ♥ ~

Akagami no Shanks.

This red haired boy LOVES when you use sexy lingerie. He adores that special lace and little bows that garnishes your lingerie sets. Pastel tones such as pink or lilac are his favourites, he says you look like a doll. He likes you wearing them so much that has bought you several sets since you two are together. There is a special thing he asks you to wear that goes perfectly well with lingerie: chokers. All types and colours. He is in love with the aesthetic you have. Little tutu skirts with stockings that stroke your thighs are a plus you sometimes add, and you let him drool over your image. When you surprise this powerful captain on his room only wearing a lingerie set, he tends to turn into a beast, so be careful, you are probably gonna be sore next morning ♥ ~

Silvers Rayleigh.

Oh boy, when you use baby dolls… The dark king has a special soft spot for them. Baby dolls and stockings. Damn. Bonus points if they are sheer or even see through. Colours like black and red are his fave. He is a classy man, Rayleigh would wait for you to even do some type of lap dance wearing those cute sets, and even invite you to sit on his laps while appreciates the lacy details of that bra you two pick on a certain island. He will softly take them off, slowly, subtly, avoiding any damage on them once he wants to admire your naked skin. All in all, for Rayleigh seeing you wear this type of set is a huge turn on, you will end up making love passionately, slow, and hot ♥ ~

Scopper Gaban.

Gaban has no preference in specific lingerie pieces, yet he burns on desire if you happen to wear one, maybe for special dates or occasionally with a lap dance included. But if he has to pick a type, he will tell you his favourite lingerie is not lingerie at all. He loves your naked body and adores to lay in bed burying his fingers on your warm skin. Because he loves the idea of no lingerie at all, sometimes you choose not to wear any if you go somewhere. And whenever he is not expecting it, you whisper into his ear “babe, I forgot to put on underwear”. He would take his sunglasses off and look at you with a perverse smile. Sometimes he would wait until you too arrive home, sometimes he just simply can’t, and no matter where, he will take you right there ♥ ~

there is no breakup if I don’t let u leave ;)