Giggling N Kicking My Feet Rn

Chapter 992 Color Spread

Yes, cute. But also, would you please rearrange my organs?

Sanji trying to be all sneaky and shit while being accompanied by Luffy of all people who's proven to be physically unable to do the same,, they're easily the most hilarious duo for me. what the hell is this.

Even Without Power

╰┈➤ pairing: Luffy x female! reader

a/n: : clearing my drafts 😭

summary: Captured and cuffed with sea prism stone, you and Luffy endure fear and helplessness—until the crew arrives, and Luffy unleashes his fury to protect the one thing he refuses to lose: you.

wc: 1.7k

contains: Protective!Luffy, Sea Prism Stone imprisonment, captivity angst, emotional hurt/comfort, intense tension, slow and tender post-rescue intimacy, and Luffy being dangerously furious when someone threatens you.

Your head was pounding.

The first thing you noticed was the cold stone beneath you. The second? The tight weight around your wrists.

Sea prism cuffs.

Then you heard his voice.

“(Y/N)... hey, wake up. Please.”

You opened your eyes slowly, vision blurry—but there he was. Luffy. Sitting on the ground next to you, wrists shackled just like yours, his hat hanging off one knee.

“Luffy?” you rasped.

His eyes softened instantly. “You’re okay.” His voice cracked just a little, relief pouring out like a flood. “Thank god.”

You tried to move, but the sea prism cuffs made every muscle scream. “Where…?”

“Some bastards grabbed us when we were separated from the crew,” he said through clenched teeth. “I woke up first. Tried to break the chains, but…” he held up his wrists with a bitter laugh, “I can’t even stretch.”

You glanced at him. His face was pale. His hair clung to his forehead. He was furious. But he was holding it in—for you.

And then the door creaked open.

“Well, well,” a voice drawled. A tall man with a jagged scar across his cheek strolled in, a small crew of thugs behind him. “Our little captain and his pretty friend are finally both awake.”

Luffy’s body went rigid.

“Don’t talk to them,” he said lowly.

The man smirked. “Aw, come on. We just wanna have a little fun.” He stalked toward you, eyes lingering far too long.

Luffy snarled. Actually snarled. “I said don’t touch them.”

You flinched when the man crouched beside you, brushing a finger under your chin. “They’re a cute one. What do you think, Straw Hat? You sure you wouldn’t rather trade places?”

“Don’t touch them!” Luffy bellowed, lunging against his chains. His whole body shook with rage, fists clenched so tight they were turning white. “If you lay one more finger on them—”

The man chuckled, unfazed. “What’re you gonna do? You’re powerless.”

Luffy’s eyes burned—pure fire behind them, like he was ready to kill with just his stare. “You don’t get it,” he growled. “Even if I can’t use my powers… I will still tear you apart if you hurt them.”

You felt it—his presence. Even cuffed, drained, and chained to a wall, Luffy still felt like a storm ready to break loose.

The thug paused, like he finally noticed the danger in the room. The way Luffy’s aura shifted—deadly, protective, unyielding.

“Y’know what?” the man said, standing. “Maybe we’ll just give you two a little more time to think about your situation.”

As soon as the door slammed shut, you slumped.

Luffy turned to you immediately. “Are you okay? Did he hurt you?”

“No,” you whispered. “But… he scared me.”

“I won’t let him touch you again,” Luffy said fiercely, eyes locked on yours. “No matter what.”

You leaned against his shoulder. He leaned right back.

“We’re gonna get out of here,” he said softly, like a promise. “I don’t care how—I’ll find a way. I’ll protect you.”

The cell was cold, silent—except for the soft clinking of chains when either of you shifted.

You sat beside Luffy, arms brushing, wrists heavy with sea prism cuffs. Every time he glanced at you, you saw the storm still behind his eyes. He was still furious—at himself, the enemy, the cuffs. All of it.

“We’ll get out soon,” he muttered, gaze fixed on the locked door. “The crew’s gotta be looking.”

“I know,” you said quietly. “But…”

Before you could finish, the door creaked open again.

Same guy. Same smug smirk. This time? A little more confident. Like he was sure no one was coming for you.

“Well, Straw Hat. You said I shouldn’t touch them,” he said with a sneer, walking toward you, “but what’re you gonna do if I do it anyway?”

Luffy’s voice dropped into something cold. Dangerous.

“Don’t.”

But the guy just laughed—and then grabbed you by the arm, yanking you roughly toward him.

That was it.

Luffy. Lost. His. Mind.

“GET YOUR HANDS OFF THEM!”

He lunged. Full force. The chains snapped taut with the impact, but it didn’t stop him from fighting like a wild animal, dragging the entire wall if he had to, roaring with fury.

You cried out as the man shoved you against the bars, but then—

“BOOM!”

The wall behind the cell exploded.

Smoke. Dust. Screaming.

“(Y/N)!!” a voice called—Nami. Then another—Zoro. Usopp. Sanji. Robin. Brook. The crew was here.

The enemy turned just in time for Zoro to charge him, blades flashing.

Sanji darted straight to you, kicking the guy in the gut and dragging him off you.

Luffy’s cuffs clattered to the ground as Franky, with his giant hands, crushed them open. The second they were off—

Luffy didn’t move.

He didn’t even look at the enemy yet.

He rushed to you.

“(Y/N)!” He dropped to his knees in front of you, grabbing your face gently but frantically, eyes scanning every inch. “Are you hurt? Did he touch you? Tell me.”

You blinked back tears, heart hammering. “I’m okay—just bruised, I’m okay—”

He crushed you into his arms before you could finish.

“I was gonna kill him,” he mumbled against your shoulder. “I was gonna kill him if they didn’t show up. I couldn’t do anything, I couldn’t protect you—”

“Luffy.” You cupped his cheek, making him look at you. “You did. You protected me the whole time. And we’re safe now.”

He exhaled shakily, nose brushing against yours, eyes still burning but softer now.

“…Okay,” he whispered. Then he turned slowly—toward the enemy.

Sanji had him on the floor. Zoro stood nearby, arms crossed.

“Don’t kill him,” Nami warned.

“I’m not gonna kill him,” Luffy said, voice flat. “But he’s gonna wish I did.”

You didn’t stop him.

Because in that moment, Luffy wasn’t just a captain. He was a storm wrapped in rubber and rage.

But before walking away, he looked back at you one last time.

“I’ll be right back,” he said, gently. “And after this… I’m not letting you out of my sight.

Hours later you were back on the Going Merry. It felt like heaven compared to that dungeon.

You were clean, bandaged, wrapped in warm clothes, and finally free of the sea prism cuffs. But the whole world still felt a little heavy.

You sat on the bed in the infirmary cabin, staring at your hands. Your wrists were sore, skin still red where the cuffs had clamped down. And your body ached, sure—but your heart ached worse.

Then the door opened quietly.

Luffy stood there, silent. His vest was off, bandages around one shoulder, and he looked... tired. Not physically, but emotionally. The kind of tired you don’t sleep off.

“Hey,” he said softly.

You smiled weakly. “Hey.”

He walked in slowly, like he wasn’t sure if he should, until you patted the bed beside you.

He sat—then instantly leaned into you, head dropping to your shoulder like a magnet. His arms wrapped around your waist tight, like he still thought someone might try to pull you away again.

“I couldn’t sleep,” he murmured.

“You didn’t even try.”

“…I didn’t wanna leave you alone.”

You reached up, running your fingers through his hair. “You saved me, Luffy. Even when we were chained up. Even when you couldn’t fight. You were still protecting me.”

His grip tightened.

“I hate that he touched you,” he mumbled, voice rough. “I hate that I couldn’t stop him. If the crew hadn’t shown up—”

“But they did.” You turned toward him, placing your hands on his cheeks. “And now I’m safe. I’m here, Luffy. With you.”

His big brown eyes met yours, vulnerable and wide. “I thought I lost you.”

You leaned your forehead against his. “You didn’t. You never will.”

He closed the tiny space between you and kissed you—soft, slow, and a little shaky. Like he needed to feel you to believe you were real.

Then he pulled back, just a little. “I’m gonna stay here tonight.”

You blinked. “In the infirmary?”

“With you,” he said, laying down right beside you and pulling the blanket over both of you. “Right here. All night. Not going anywhere.”

You smiled, letting your head rest on his chest as he curled around you.

“I’m not letting you out of my sight again,” he mumbled sleepily.

You tucked your hand over his heart. “Good. Because I don’t want to be anywhere else.”

Outside, the ship rocked gently with the ocean.

Inside, in the quiet warmth of that cabin, Luffy held you like you were the most precious thing in the world.

And this time, he wouldn’t have to fight to protect you. Because now, you were both home.

♡♡♡

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together, we'd follow you to the ends of the earth 💗

rewatching impel down got me feeling TRANSGENDER and sad. but more importantly TRANSGENDER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

te extraño thriller bark <\3

I love the coward trio

This is so good 😫😫

how do luffy and zoro handle you dying in their arms

aight time for angst with the one piece boys

luffy:

oh poor baby )): its reminds him a lot about what happened with ace. he’s losing someone else that is important to him. he couldn't save you. he failed. he wasn't strong enough. 

luffy watched in slow motion as you fall to the ground, his eyes wide in shock. he couldn't even move, couldn't even speak. you weren't getting up. you were just laying there, motionless. your opponent, a pirate captain, was laughing. he towers over your body, a twisted smile on his face, his eyes full of glee. 

in less than a second luff punched him so hard he went flying. who knows if he’s dead or not, luffy didn't care. he rushes over to you, dropping to his knees and scooping you in his arms. blood. so much blood. his body trembles, fear rising inside him. his heart beats so loud in his ears.

‘oi, (y/n), wake up! wake up!’ he begs, his voice cracking. you don't respond to him. you weren't even breathing. ‘(y/n), come on!’

this can't be happening. you shouldn't be on the ground like this, bleeding out. you should be smiling and laughing and offering him meat like always. tears blur his eyes, sliding down his cheeks. his throat constricts painfully. something was clawing up his throat.

‘chopper! chopper where are you!’ he yells out for the little reindeer, hoping that he could save you. but your body was growing cold in his arms.

why was this happening? he was supposed to be strong, he was supposed to protect everyone. so why? why did this have to happen. luffy was cracking and soon he shatters.

the thing crawling up his throat was finally set loose. a heart wrenching scream pierces the air, capturing the attention of their crew. it shook them to the core. their captain needed them. they finish up their battles and follow the sound of sobs ringing out in the air. what they find crushes them.

luffy was clutching you to his chest while he bangs his head repeatedly against the side of the building. blood runs down the side of his face and smears against the wall, but luffy doesn't care. he doesn't even register the physical pain, only the emotional wound and his shattered heart. he’s still screaming and sobbing. 

zoro steps up, going over to his captain. he pulls luffy back so he stops hitting himself. luffy looks up at his first mate with teary eyes. his eyes land on chopper and he grows desperate.

‘chopper treat her, please!’ he holds out your body to him, begging him.

chopper was doing his best to hold back his tears. he shakes his head. ‘l-luffy...(y/n) is...(y/n) is...,” chopper couldn't even finish his sentence. he buries his face in robin’s leg, sobbing his heart out.

‘luffy, she’s’

‘don’t say it!’ luffy screams at zoro, cutting him off from finishing the sentence. 

the crew can see the agony written all over their captain’s face it hurts them. sanji steps up this time. ‘luffy, we should take (y/n)-’

‘no!’ he holds you protectively against him, backing away from his nakama. ‘no one is taking her!’

it takes the combined efforts of zoro, sanji, and Franky to restrain luffy. he’s thrashing around, desperately trying to get you from robin who looks down at you sadly in her arms. 

‘give her back! give her back!’ he wails. ‘I want her back!’

luffy soon tires himself from all the screaming and crying. zoro takes him back to the ship, everyone’s head bowed. when luffy wakes up again, he’s demanding to see you.

‘(y/n), where’s (y/n)!’

he breaks down again, holding his head and pulling at his hair. why, why did he have to go through this again? he’s going to be unstable for a while, and then he’ll be eerily quiet, and won't even eat. his crew will have to help him get back on his feet, but it won't be easy.

zoro: 

“zoro!”

he whips his head around when you screamed, his eyes widening in horror as he sees the sword goes through your body. he quickly cuts down all the opponents surrounding you two and races over to you. blood was gushing from your wound and he tries to staunch the bloodflow as he’s seen chopper do, but the blood keeps pouring.

‘z-zoro...,’

‘save your breath.’ his response his curt. but he knew. zoro knew that you won't make it. he bites his lip, looking away from you. a palm rests against his cheek, gently turning his head to look at you. you're smiling. you're dying and yet you're smiling. he doesn't understand it.

‘I want to see your face,’ you whisper.

he stays with you, holding your hand against his cheek. it’s all you needed from him, just his presence. it made it easier to let go, knowing that zoro was here. and you left him with a broken heart. zoro doesn't love easy. when he loves someone, he loves them like they're his one and only. and now youre gone. 

he takes in a shuddering breath, picking you up, cradling you close to his chest.  he walks back to the ship where everyone agreed to meet up at. usopp was the first to notice him.

‘oi zoro what took you so long? did you get lost again? is that (y/n)-’ he freezes. ‘s-she’s bleeding.’

‘she’s dead.’ zoro says it straight, walking past his crew and going onto the ship. 

he becomes much colder after your death. though it seems like he’s doing fine, he’s still napping, fighting fine, and drinking, it’s not the same. it never will be the same. he doesn't have you to nap with. he doesn't have you to train with. he doesn't have you to drink with.

he trains a lot more now. he berates himself for being weak, pushing himself more and more. more than once he fainted and chopper scolds him, but he always goes back to training. sanji had enough of his attitude and calls him out on it.

‘(y/n)-san wouldn't have wanted you to be this way!’

‘shut up!’ zoro heaves out. he couldn't bear to hear your name. he walks away. 

when he drinks, he looks up at the stars at night. he doesn't believe in god or doesn't think about what's after death. but he idly wonders that if you are up there, are you watching him?

‘if you can’t nap with me anymore, at least visit me in my dreams,’ he mutters to no one, taking another swig of sake.

Pre-timeskip Ji, you will always be famous to me.