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Imagine Gear5!Luffy And normal luffy fighting over reader.......
wait! this is so smart! i like ur idea! dahaha
Double Trouble
When a freak accident splits Luffy into two, chaotic Gear 5 Luffy and sweet Normal Luffy — both versions hilariously compete for your heart, dragging the entire crew into the madness until everything returns to normal… mostly.
LUFFY X GN!READER | ONE SHOT
tags: fluff, sfw, love triangle(both are luffy lol)
a/n: this js me trying to write ffs, this is experimental and for fun only, so expect this ffs a bit cringe
word count: 1.1k
masterlist | ko-fi
: 𓏲🐋 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖✩࿐࿔ 🌊
It all started with a bang — literally.
One moment, you were helping Nami reorganize the treasure room. Next, the whole Thousand Sunny lurched with a loud BOOM, rattling the floorboards and sending gold coins scattering like fireworks.
"What now?" Nami groaned, hands on her hips.
You rushed topside with the others, weapons drawn or fists clenched — expecting an attack.
Instead, you got... two Luffys.
One perfectly normal, grinning Luffy. And one... not so normal.
The second Luffy floated lazily above the deck, hair glowing brilliant white, pupils swirling hypnotically, laughter bubbling from his lips like music.
"Y/N!!" both Luffys shouted at once when they saw you.
You took an instinctive step back.
"Nope," Zoro said immediately, reaching for his swords.
"Is it a mirror fruit?!" Usopp yelped.
"Did the Captain eat himself?!" Chopper wailed, clinging to Sanji's leg.
Robin tilted her head, studying the scene with polite interest. "Fascinating..."
Franky just laughed, "SUUUUPER confusing!"
"Focus!!" Jinbei barked, trying to corral the chaos.
But it was already too late. Both Luffys made a beeline for you, tripping over each other and crashing into your legs like toddlers desperate for attention.
Nami pressed two fingers to her temple. "I need a raise," she muttered.
You quickly learned that having two Luffys was both better and worse than you could imagine.
Better, because they were extra affectionate — offering you food, carrying your things, cheering whenever you smiled.
Worse, because they were in full competition mode.
Gear5!Luffy (as Chopper breathlessly called him) kept showing off — stretching his limbs into ridiculous cartoonish shapes, bouncing around like a rubber band on crack, pulling faces until you doubled over laughing.
"Look, Y/N!" he crowed one afternoon, turning his whole head into a massive heart, complete with a squeaky heartbeat sound.
Normal Luffy was no slouch either. He stuck to his strengths — stubbornness and sincerity.
"I don't need crazy powers," he told you solemnly, handing you a slightly squashed rice ball he'd made himself. "I'm already the best for Y/N!"
You bit into the rice ball, smiling despite yourself.
Meanwhile, the crew took sides — shamelessly.
"I bet the crazy one wins!" Franky announced loudly.
"No way," Sanji scoffed. "Y/N deserves normalcy."
"Technically," Robin mused, "both versions are Luffy."
"Yeah, but one’s glowing," Usopp said. "Glowing automatically makes you cooler."
Zoro snorted. "Idiots."
Brook just laughed. "Yohoho! Twice the Captain, twice the chaos!"
You wanted to protest — this isn’t a contest! — but then you’d look up and catch two sets of hopeful, sparkling eyes gazing at you, and the words would die on your tongue.
At first, it was cute.
They followed you everywhere — two shadows glued to your heels. They fought over who got to sit next to you at dinner, who got to carry your stuff during island stops, who could make you laugh harder.
Gear5!Luffy once turned the entire galley into a giant bouncy castle trying to impress you. Sanji screamed for three hours cleaning it up.
Normal Luffy responded by dragging you up the mast one night, pointing proudly at the sea of stars and whispering, "I wanted you to see somethin' only I can reach."
You sat there, high above the world, heart hammering against your ribs, wondering how you were supposed to choose between them.
But the tipping point came one evening.
The crew was gathered on deck — a rare, peaceful moment under a pink-streaked sky. Dinner plates were scattered everywhere, Brook strumming a soft tune on his violin.
You leaned against the railing, smiling at the sight.
Then — disaster.
Gear5!Luffy and Normal Luffy both lunged at you at once, trying to hand you a flower they'd picked from a nearby island.
Their arms tangled. They tripped. And with a yelp, they toppled overboard — dragging you with them.
The splash was enormous.
You resurfaced, spluttering and coughing, the two Luffys flailing beside you.
"Y/N!! Are you okay?!" they shrieked in perfect unison.
From the deck, Sanji was screaming bloody murder.
"YOU IDIOTS!! YOU COULD'VE DROWNED THEM!!"
Chopper was already tossing a lifesaver. Usopp was sobbing dramatically. Zoro just sighed, clearly contemplating letting you all drown to solve the problem.
Somehow, you all clambered back aboard, dripping wet and exhausted.
You sat there, shivering slightly, as the two Luffys crowded you again, guilt written all over their faces.
"I’m sorry," Normal Luffy whispered.
"Me too," Gear5!Luffy mumbled, his glow dimming.
You sighed heavily, wringing out your clothes. "You guys can’t keep fighting over me. You’re the same person, you know?"
They blinked at you.
"You both care about me. I care about you too. But... not if you hurt each other."
The deck fell silent.
Then, very slowly, the two Luffys turned — and smacked their foreheads together in a show of stubborn apology.
Thump.
You couldn't help it — you burst out laughing.
The tension shattered instantly. The crew joined in, cheering and clapping, Brook playing a jaunty tune.
"Looks like the Captain(s) learned their lesson," Robin said, smiling.
"Finally," Jinbei rumbled, folding his arms.
"Can we have just one Luffy now?" Nami pleaded.
You grinned, ruffling both Luffys' wet hair. "I'll take both for now."
They beamed at you — two idiots, one heart.
That night, you fell asleep curled between them on the deck, watching the stars wheel overhead.
For the first time in days, everything felt peaceful again.
You woke to soft snoring against your shoulder.
Blinking sleepily, you sat up — and found just one Luffy curled against you, straw hat sliding down to cover his eyes.
His hair was black again.
No swirling pupils. No crazy glow.
Just your Luffy.
You stared at him for a long moment, heart pounding in your chest.
The rest of the crew was stirring around the deck, yawning and stretching.
"Looks like whatever split him wore off overnight," Chopper said, checking Luffy’s vitals. "His heartbeat’s normal again."
"Amen," Sanji muttered, dragging a broom across the ruined galley.
Zoro shot you a sidelong look. "Guess you don’t have to choose anymore, huh?"
You smiled softly, brushing Luffy’s hair back from his forehead.
"No," you murmured, "I already chose."
Because whether he was wild or serious, glowing or not — he was still Luffy.
Yours.
Always.
And even if he didn’t remember everything that happened while split... The way he instinctively curled closer to you in his sleep said enough.
You leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead.
"Idiot," you whispered fondly. "I love you too."
The sun rose over the horizon, golden and bright, as the Thousand Sunny sailed on, carrying you, your crew, and the boy who had somehow, impossibly, stolen your heart twice over.
maybe i need a whole fic with luffy x reader married now... i'm not charging you, maybe i'm just in love with your writing
a/n: thank u <3 hope u like this~
Wait… Luffy’s WHAT?!
Luffy reunites with his childhood sweetheart, who also happens to be his secret spouse. The crew thought he was joking… until they weren’t laughing anymore.
LUFFY X GN!READER | ONE SHOT
tags: fluff, sfw, ooc, marriage, reader is opposite of luffy
a/n: this js me trying to write ffs, this is experimental and for fun only, so expect this ffs a bit cringe
word count: 1.3k
masterlist | ko-fi
: 𓏲🐋 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖✩࿐࿔ 🌊
The Thousand Sunny drifted through the final tunnel, water glistening against its protective bubble as Fishman Island came into view.
“WOAAAH!” Luffy yelled from the deck, eyes wide. “It’s so shiny!”
“I can’t believe it’s real!” Chopper spun around.
Robin smiled behind a hand. “The architecture here is said to be older than the Grand Line itself.”
“I heard the royal family is pretty generous,” Nami added. “If we play this smart, we could stock up for weeks.”
But Luffy? His mind was somewhere else entirely. Or rather, on someone.
He leaned against the rail, a soft smile tugging at his lips.
“I wonder if they’re here…”
“LUFFY, GET BACK HERE, YOU CAN’T JUST–!”
“NAMI!, I SMELL MEEAAT!”
He was already gone. Sprinting like a man possessed through the bustling bubble streets of Fishman Island, eyes wide, tongue out, arms flailing in glee.
“Captain,” Robin said with a small smile, “seems excited.”
“He's always excited,” Zoro muttered, arms crossed. “But this time he’s extra stupid.”
Brook hummed thoughtfully. “Yohohoho, I wonder if the meat will marry him too.”
“Wait, did you say marry?” Usopp blinked. “Oh yeah! Didn’t Luffy say he was married once?”
“…Didn’t we all think he was joking?” Franky asked, brows raised.
“Yeah,” Chopper added with a little snort. “He said something like ‘I already got a wife, and they’re way stronger than all of you!’ and we just laughed.”
The crew exchanged glances.
“…You think he was serious?”
MEANWHILE.
Luffy skidded around the corner, bonking a coral lamp post with his forehead. “Ow–!”
“Still no sense of direction?”
He froze.
That voice.
He knew that voice like the back of his hand — or the taste of meat. Slowly, his wide eyes turned toward the source.
There, standing with arms crossed and an eyebrow raised, was you.
Stoic, calm, one eyebrow raised, and totally unamused as always.
“Y/N!!” Luffy beamed, bolting toward you. “Y/N Y/N Y/N! YOU'RE HERE!!”
Before you could scold him, he’d wrapped you in a tight hug that nearly knocked you back.
“Still a hugger as usual, huh?” you mumbled, eyes softening just a bit.
“Missed you! SHISHISHI,” he grinned into your shoulder.
“You saw me six months ago,” you said, deadpan.
“Yeah!, but that’s like…so long!!”
You sighed, though your hand was already resting on his back, grounding the chaotic ball of sunshine that had stolen your heart all those years ago.
“…You never change.”
FLASHBACK - Windmill Village
“You’re so noisy.”
“C’mon Y/N, let’s go punch that tree again!”
Putting your book down, you sat with your arms folded, watching as young Luffy jumped up and down with excitement, a stick in his hand like it was the strongest sword in the world.
“We’ll get stronger together! Then we’ll go on adventures and eat meat every day!”
You blinked. “That’s your dream?”
“Yup! What’s yours?”
You shrugged. “I don’t have one.”
“Then make one with me!”
You raised an eyebrow. “Make a dream with you?”
He nodded seriously. “We can share. Like best friends. Or… like married people!”
“…That’s not how marriage works.”
“Then I’ll change the rules!”
You stared at him.
“…Fine.”
“Hey, Y/N.”
“What now.”
“If we ever get married, can I still eat meat at the wedding?”
You looked up from your book. “Obviously. I won’t marry someone who doesn’t love meat.”
He blinked, surprised. “So you will marry me?”
You went back to reading. “Didn’t say I wouldn’t.”
His heart exploded like fireworks.
BACK TO PRESENT
“Wait,” Sanji whispered from the side of the plaza, crouched with the rest of the crew behind some candy-colored seaweed. “Is that them?! MELLORINEE~~”
“THEM?!” Usopp whispered. “You know them?!”
“I’ve heard rumors,” Sanji sighed dreamily. “That’s Y/N — calm as the sea before a storm. Feared in the Grand Line and cold-hearted~"
“Yeah, but they’re…” Chopper tilted his head. “Letting Luffy carry them like a backpack right now.”
“Are they… cuddling?” Zoro’s eye twitched. “In public?”
“I’m SUPER! emotionally confused,” Franky muttered.
“Yohohoho,” Brook said softly. “So our captain is… married.”
“And he was serious,” Robin added, intrigued.
Luffy still hadn’t let go. You were currently being dragged around the island as he loudly pointed at every fish-person, street food stall, and bubble coral with endless excitement.
“Look, Y/N, look!! That octopus is playing drums!!”
You nodded. “Mm.”
“And that shark guy has THREE swords!”
You blinked. “Impressive.”
“Oh! That candy shop sells meat-lollipops!! Want one?”
“…Fine.”
He gasped, eyes shining. “You said yes! You never say yes to candy!”
“It’s for you, dumbass.”
He beamed so hard it could’ve powered the Sunny.
LATER, WITH THE CREW
“LUFFY!!”
He turned mid-bite of his meat-lollipop. “Huh?”
“WHAT. IS. GOING. ON?!” Nami shrieked.
You were sitting beside him, sipping seaweed tea calmly. “Can I help you?”
“YEAH, YOU CAN EXPLAIN HOW YOU’RE—MARRIED TO LUFFY?!”
He tilted his head. “I told you guys already.”
“YEAH BUT YOU SAID IT WHILE EATING A SEA KING LEG!!”
Franky pointed dramatically. “That’s not the time for SUPER confessions, bro!”
You raised a hand. “We’ve been married for years. It’s just not something we flaunt.”
“…You married Luffy. As in legal.”
“Technically yes. I still have the officiation snail photo. Luffy drew a mustache on it.”
“HE LOOKED SO FUNNY!! SHISHISHI” Luffy grinned, remembering it fondly.
“WHAT ABOUT YOUR PERSONALITY?! YOU’RE THE COMPLETE OPPOSITE!” Usopp flailed.
You stared at him. “What about it?”
“I dunno!! It’s just… Luffy’s sunshine! You’re like… moonlight. That can kill people.”
Zoro finally snapped. “Okay, no offense, but how do you even deal with him?”
You sighed, placing a hand over Luffy’s head as he practically melted beside you.
“…I’ve dealt with worse than a meat-goblin with a hero complex and zero sense of personal space.”
“That’s me!!” Luffy said proudly.
Robin giggled. “You really are opposites.”
“They’re so cool,” Sanji whispered, nose bleeding. “They’re scary. But like, in a hot way~”
“Are you crushing on our captain’s spouse?!” the crew hissed.
“Can’t help it~”
LATER THAT NIGHT ON THE SUNNY
You sat at the edge of the deck, legs dangling above the water, watching the glowing sea beneath.
Luffy flopped beside you, resting his head in your lap like he always did when the sky was quiet.
“You’re really okay with all this attention?” you asked, fingers brushing his hair.
“Mmhmm. Why wouldn’t I be?”
You raised an eyebrow. “You never cared about showing people.”
“I didn’t think I had to. You're mine. That’s already the best thing ever.”
Your hand paused. Then resumed slowly.
“You’re still dumb.”
He grinned. “Yeah, but I’m your dumb.”
“…Yeah. You are.”
He yawned, curling closer. “Remember the promise we made?”
“Which one? You made a lot.”
“The one about sharing dreams.”
You looked up at the stars. “Yeah. I remember.”
“I still wanna do that. Even if it’s dumb. Even if I die trying.”
You tapped his forehead.
“You won’t die. I’ll kill anyone who tries.”
NEXT MORNING — FISHMAN ISLAND MARKET
“I WANT TO BUY THAT ONE!”
“Luffy, that’s a pearl the size of a cannonball.”
“I WANT IT!!”
You pinched the bridge of your nose.
“Luffy, if I have to carry another crate of your ‘souvenirs’ I will drown you.”
He gasped. “Y/N!! That’s mean!”
“…You like that.”
“I DO!”
“Ew, please stop flirting where I can hear you,” Nami groaned as she walked by.
Zoro muttered, “Every time I think they’ll kill each other, they end up flirting again.”
“Do you think they’ll ever kiss in front of us?” Chopper asked innocently.
Sanji's eye turned into fire. “NO WAY! I'LL KICK YOU! YOU DAMN MONKEY!!!"
“Luffy, stop licking the pearl.”
“You know,” Robin said later that evening, watching you drag Luffy back from trying to arm-wrestle a sea king, “they’re oddly perfect together.”
“Opposites attract,” Franky nodded.
“They’re like fire and ice,” Brook added.
“More like hyper gremlin and emotionless murderbot,” Nami muttered.
“…Still somehow works,” Zoro said.
Sanji sobbed. “WHEN WILL MY TURN COME?!"
.
.
— A FEW DAYS LATER
“Hey, Robin,” Usopp whispered as the ship cruised along the current.
“Yes?”
“…Do you think we should throw them a wedding party?”
She sipped her tea. “I think if you try, you’ll die.”
“Right.”
“Besides,” she added, glancing at the couple watching the sunset at the bow of the ship, Luffy wrapped around you like a sleepy octopus, “I think they already had the only wedding they needed.”
Got married by accident… Thanks, Vegapunk?
You and Luffy accidentally get married by a hyper-intelligent vending machine on Egghead Island. The crew takes it way too seriously, but Luffy is surprisingly into it.
LUFFY X GN!READER | ONE SHOT tags: fluff, sfw, acc!dental marriage, ooc a/n: this js me trying to write ffs, this is experimental and for fun only, so expect this ffs a bit cringe word count: 706
masterlist | ko-fi
: 𓏲🐋 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖✩࿐࿔ 🌊
Egghead Island sparkled like something out of a futuristic dream. Or a nightmare. Depending on who you asked.
Laser drones zipped overhead, holographic sharks swam through the air, and the vending machines charged a 40% service fee to flirt with you.
You were already over it.
“What the hell is this?” you asked, staring at the sleek, metal screen of a suspicious-looking marriage kiosk that had popped out of a wall.
"CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR NUPTIAL INTEREST!" it blared.
You winced. “Nope. Not interested.”
Behind you, Luffy was already poking the glowing buttons like a toddler with a remote. “Oooh! What’s this do?”
“Don’t press that.”
He pressed it.
A beam of golden light scanned the both of you. "MATCH ACCEPTED," it beeped. “YOU ARE NOW LEGALLY MARRIED UNDER VEGAPUNK CODE 6.66 SUB-SECTION WE BALL.”
You blinked. “…What.”
Luffy blinked. “Cool.”
He grabbed your hand with that signature, easy grin. “We’re married now! Sweet!”
“LUFFY—”
Twenty seconds later, the rest of the crew found out.
Chopper: “You guys WHAT!?”
Sanji: (sobbing) “WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME, Y/N-CWAAAAN!?”
Robin: (smiling behind a book) “How lovely. I hope it was a beautiful ceremony.”
Zoro: “Of course you two would get hitched by a vending machine.”
Franky: “THIS IS SUPER!! WE GOTTA THROW A RECEPTION!!”
Jinbei: (serene) “I’ll call this divine destiny.”
Usopp: “Waitwaitwait—do we all have to get married now?? Is it contagious?!”
Nami, arms crossed, was the only one who looked vaguely sensible. “We’re not on a honeymoon, you idiots. We’re on a mission. Can’t believe you got fake-married on an island run by six genius maniacs.”
“It’s not fake,” Luffy said proudly, wrapping his arm around your shoulders.
“It’s legally binding,” the vending machine added.
“LUFFY,” you groaned, facepalming. “We are not actually married—”
“But you held my hand,” he said with a pout.
“I was trying to stop you from pressing the stupid buttons!”
“But you didn’t let go shishishi” he added.
You were going to kill him. Or maybe yourself. Or maybe the vending machine.
Over the next few days, the crew refused to let it go.
Nami “accidentally” started assigning you and Luffy shared quarters.
Franky built a honeymoon hover-chair for two that followed you around and played romantic music at inopportune moments.
Brook wrote a song called “Wedded Bliss on a Warped Island” and played it constantly.
Zoro made gagging noises every time you entered a room.
Even Vegapunk Stella got involved.
“Fascinating bond signature,” he mused, looking at the machine’s readings. “Unusual compatibility levels. Perhaps a cosmic entanglement. Or just dumb luck.”
You were ready to drown in holographic seagull juice.
Luffy didn’t help.
He insisted on calling you "my spouse."
He’d hold your hand while walking down the lab halls like it was the most casual thing ever.
He used you as a pillow during naps—okay, not new behavior—but now he’d nuzzle your shoulder and murmur, “This is what married people do.”
You tried to zap him with a soft stun from your energy-based power.
He laughed and asked for more.
He started sharing his food.
You shared back.
He offered you half his meat skewer.
You offered him half your fruit cube.
You even started sitting next to him at dinner on purpose.
...You were doomed.
One night, while stuck in a laser barrier room together (thanks to Luffy pressing another suspicious button), things got quiet.
“Hey, Y/N,” Luffy said, lying next to you on the cold sci-fi floor.
“Yeah?”
“Do you wanna be married for real someday?”
You paused.
“With… you?”
“Yeah.”
You turned to face him. “You don’t even know what marriage is.”
He smiled, soft and crooked. “I know it means I get to be with you all the time.”
You blinked. Your powers, which usually sparked when you were annoyed or overwhelmed, glimmered gently around your fingertips like starlight instead.
You didn’t respond. Just nudged his leg with yours.
He took that as a yes.
The next day, the machine short-circuited itself trying to process “divorce.”
You pretended to be annoyed.
But when Luffy yelled, “Don’t worry, I didn’t want a divorce anyway!!” and tackled you into a hug, your powers sparked again—glowing soft blues and pinks this time.
And you let him hold you.
Say something
Straw Hat Pirates with a newly recruited reader who has selective mutism, appears unassuming but is secretly op
Strawhats x psychic!femreader ౨ৎ💗 ONE SHOT
tags: fluff, sfw, bit of angst(?)
a/n: this js me trying to write ffs, this is experimental and for fun only so expect this ffs a bit cringe
words count:968
masterlist | ko-fi
: 𓏲🐋 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖✩࿐࿔ 🌊
You weren’t used to crowds.
And right now, that was a problem—because you were very much in one. A particularly sweaty, loud, and increasingly hostile one. The Straw Hats had docked at a lively but rough port for supplies, and in an unfortunate twist of fate, you’d gotten separated from the crew while browsing a small weapons stall.
Now you were surrounded by a group of sneering pirates, each one more obnoxious than the last, forming a loose circle around you like a pack of hyenas smelling blood.
“Aww, what’s wrong, sweetheart?” one of them leered, waving a cutlass lazily at your side. “Cat got your tongue?”
“She ain’t said a word,” another said, voice thick with mockery. “Too scared, huh?”
“She’s shaking,” a third laughed. “Bet she can’t even hold a sword properly.”
They were right about one thing: you hadn’t spoken. But it wasn’t fear that silenced you—it was them. Strangers. Eyes. Loud voices demanding a reaction.
Your throat felt tight. The words—simple ones, just leave me alone—were locked behind a door your mind couldn’t open. So you did what you always did when this happened.
You stared.
Expression blank. Shoulders loose. Breathing calm.
The mask of silence you wore never failed to make people underestimate you.
And right on cue, the biggest of the group stepped forward, cocky and smug. “C’mon, sweetheart. Say somethin’. Just one word.”
You tilted your head and blinked at him slowly.
He leaned in closer, thinking you were cornered prey.
And that’s when he made his mistake.
He reached out—fingertips brushing your collarbone, tugging at your cloak—like you were some kind of doll to poke and prod.
You whispered, barely audible: “Don’t touch me.”
He blinked. “What was that—”
And then you moved.
—
The first crack was his ribs.
You didn’t look strong. That was your favorite part about this whole thing. Small frame, loose clothes, no visible weapon. You’d always been dismissed as fragile, silent, soft.
But that was before your elbow shattered the man’s chestplate and launched him backward into a fruit stand. The market screamed and scattered. In seconds, chaos erupted.
Two more charged at you from either side. You twisted—agile, fluid—and drove a sharp heel into one’s temple while catching the other’s blade between your fingers. Not even a scratch.
He stared at you in shock.
You smiled sweetly.
Then bent the sword in half like it was tinfoil.
“Oh, she’s weird,” one pirate shrieked.
“Demon!” another cried.
You crouched low and pressed your palm to the ground. There was a faint ripple of energy, subtle and shimmering. A deep hum thrummed beneath the earth. Then the cobblestones exploded, launching your remaining attackers into the air like popcorn kernels.
Psychic force, compressed and sharp like a blade of wind. You didn’t need to speak to cast—just focus. Just want.
—
Across the square, the Straw Hats had heard the explosion before they saw you.
“What was that?!” Usopp shouted, ducking behind Franky.
“I think the market’s being destroyed!” Nami yelled.
“Could be marines,” Sanji muttered.
“Could be her,” Zoro said suddenly, eyes narrowing.
“Huh?” Chopper squeaked.
Zoro didn’t answer. He was already walking toward the noise.
—
When they arrived, the square was in shambles.
Stalls crushed. Dust everywhere. Six pirates knocked out cold. A seventh trying to crawl away with only one shoe and his pride in pieces.
And you—standing alone in the middle of it all, clothes scuffed but otherwise untouched, casually spinning a small rock above your palm with lazy telekinesis.
You looked up when they approached. Your eyes locked with Luffy’s first.
You expected him to be surprised.
Instead, he beamed.
“THAT WAS AWESOME!” he yelled, running up to you like a kid seeing fireworks for the first time. “You exploded the GROUND!”
You blinked, unsure how to respond.
Zoro whistled low. “You’re stronger than you look.”
Nami was wide-eyed. “Why didn’t you say anything?”
You shrugged, still spinning the rock.
Robin tilted her head, looking more curious than shocked. “Psychic ability,” she murmured. “Very rare. You must have excellent control.”
Sanji, meanwhile, was clutching his chest. “Mon dieu… she flipped a man with her foot. I am in love. I am ascending.”
You rolled your eyes.
Chopper scrambled up your shoulder, stars in his eyes. “Can you teach me that thing you did with the sword?!”
You raised a brow, then made the rock hover in front of him. He squealed in delight.
Usopp ducked behind Luffy. “Can she read minds?! Wait—can she read MY mind?!”
You smirked. Then deliberately looked at him and said nothing.
He screamed and ran behind a barrel.
And through it all, Luffy never stopped smiling.
—
Later, back on the Sunny, Luffy found you sitting at the railing, watching the sea. The sun was setting, sky turning to amber and pink. You didn’t hear him approach, but you felt him sit beside you.
You glanced at him, then looked away.
He leaned closer. “You okay?”
You nodded.
“You don’t talk a lot,” he said, not as a complaint, just a statement.
You shook your head.
“But you can.”
You hesitated. Then leaned in, gently cupping your hands around his ear.
“I only speak when it matters,” you whispered.
He grinned. “It mattered earlier?”
You nodded again.
He sat back, still smiling. “Good. Then I’ll wait. ‘Til it matters again.”
You stared at him for a second longer. Then reached out, flicked his forehead gently with a little psychic zap.
He flinched. “Hey!”
You didn’t reply. Just smirked.
He grinned wider.
“You’re cool shishishishi,” he said.
And you finally let yourself laugh—quiet, barely audible, but real.
They’d seen your power now. The cat was out of the bag.
But you still had a hundred secrets left to keep.
And the crew?
They were just getting started.
a/n: idk if its just me but i love an overpowered reader, especially if theyre psychic ><
I love them more than anything in the world
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