Alright Bet It Was A Close Fight Too

Is This Love?

Luffy x Male Reader. Angst. 1551 words. Part 6

Desc: You meet Luffy in the kitchen, stress piles up.

You walk into the kitchen with a sigh and look around, trying to find something to eat. Your stomach has already started to rumble now that you’re more aware. Thankfully when you open the fridge you see a plate with foil covering it, saved for you. There’s a note that says “Felt you’d probably be hungry.” and then another that says “LUFFY DO NOT EAT. THIS IS FOR (Y/N).” Hell yeah. You grab the food and take off the foil, putting the plate in the microwave. While it’s heating up you hear the door open, quickly facing it to see Luffy. He pauses, staring at you.

…

…

beep beep beep

The unusual silence is interrupted by microwave beeps, your food is done. The captain’s eyes trail to the machine. Uh oh. “Luffy, please, I'm really hungry.” You plead with him, slowly stepping in front of the microwave as Luffy visibly starts to drool.

“...I won’t eat it.” He states with a shake of his head, as if shaking the gluttony way. It makes you stop.

“You won’t?” Maybe he just ate?

“You can eat it, I’m not hungry.” Wow, so kind. You’re still cautious though, taking the food out of the microwave while continuing to keep your eyes on the rubber man. He says he’s not hungry but his eyes are still instinctively following the plate. The scent travels to his nose and he pinches it shut.

“Did it go bad?” He looks away, then shuts his eyes. Out of sight out of mind. “Oh, you’re trying to resist. You can get Sanji and he can just make something for you, we can eat together.” He perks up at that and turns to go get the cook before remembering that he came in here in the first place to talk to you, turning back around. “Did you forget something?”

“The kiss.” You flinch, so focused on the food that you’d forgotten about it too. He tilts his head at you, confused by your reaction. “I thought you liked it?”

“No-” He frowns and you backtrack. “I mean no, I did. But not too much. Since we’re friends obviously.” You clear your throat, nice going. He’s silent again before walking over to you, grabbing your plate while you’re distracted but putting it to the side before you could think that he’ll eat it. “Uh?”

“(Y/n).”

“Yeah..?” Why’s he so serious all of a sudden?

“You liked the kiss because we’re friends?” He’s pressing, none of his usual playfulness sighted.

“Y-Yeah.” You repeat, nervous.

“I thought you loved me. Like a lover loves their lover.” He’s looking at you so intently.

“Oh.. uh.” This is sudden, you haven’t prepared an answer.

“Did you change your mind so fast?” Luffy asks and you panic a bit. Wording it like that makes you seem like the bad guy if you say yes, but saying no would admit that you haven’t been able to move on at all. While you’re thinking Luffy slowly gets closer until your noses are touching.

“Luffy..?” You’re getting nervous, blood already rushing to your head again. ‘Is he gonna kiss my nose again?’ Luffy hums in response, his eyes trailing down to your lips. He’s getting that urge again, like he wants to kiss you on the lips, but off. It’s like his heart is telling him it’ll be amazing but another part, the deep remnants of his brain that’s also connected to his heart, makes it feel wrong. That something isn’t right. His cheeks and the tips of his ears flush slightly as he looks back up at you.

“I feel like I’m gonna throw up.” His voice is breathy. The feeling of throwing up at the thought of kissing you but nausea not kissing you; but now he’s getting sick just being close to you and these feelings that are a mix of too positive it's nauseating and too negative it's sickening are swirling around in his body. A clash of what he’s been wanting his whole life and this sudden, strong, unfamiliar new want that he doesn’t know what to do with; especially when he isn’t even sure how you feel now. He slowly starts to heat up, face hot while his stomach grows cold. It’s too much. “I think I’m sick.” You don’t know what’s going on either, Luffy suddenly going limp. You manage to catch him in your arms before he falls to the ground, but he’s panting and letting out struggling murmurs. This is bad, He rarely gets sick, but is this even a regular sickness? You lift him up to eye level.

“Did you eat something bad?” You ask him but he shakes his head, eyes unfocused with one thing still in his mind. Something that he has to do to finally find some sort of answer.

“Axe… axe in.. shoe ate..” You aren’t sure what he’s talking about but he hasn’t passed out though, which is a good sign. Just in case you rush to bring him to the medical bay.

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“Again!?” Chopper yells in shock when you burst inside. This is the 3rd time in 2 days that you’ve ended up here, though he notices it’s not for you this time. “Luffy!?”

“I feel sick…” The usually energetic man mumbles, letting you carry him. You lay him on the bed and he groans.

“Did you eat something bad again?” The reindeer asks while checking Luffy’s temperature with his hoof, quickly pulling it away when it burns him. “You’re burning up!” The doctor quickly puts a cold towel on the captain’s forehead to cool him down. “What happened?” He asks you this time, the victim unable to answer from dizziness.

“I don’t know, we were talking in the kitchen about what happened and he suddenly got feverish and limp.” You explain, going more into detail in hopes it’ll help even if it’s embarrassing. “He was asking if I was still in love with him.” There’s a sudden sizzling noise and the two of you look to see Luffy’s gotten so hot he’s literally steaming. The heat from his forehead is evaporating the water in the towel. Chopper runs and grabs an ice pack to replace the towel, putting more all over him as a temporary solution. You stare in horror, is how things are going to end? After all that he’s survived before?

(Luffy’s POV)

Everything is muffled. He can hear faint voices but can't make anything out. All he feels is heat, discomfort, and the cold sensation on his body that is working less and less. Still… he can’t die like this. He isn’t King of the Pirates yet. Those feelings stir in his soul, trying to reach his body and strengthen him like they have so many times before; but before they can… they’re restricted. Emotions and thoughts, these new sensations, they’re restricting them, corrupting him so strongly it causes havoc in his very flesh. Uncertainty if you really moved on so easily, worry over what’s going to happen now, confusion of why it feels so much worse thinking of you moving on. All forcing its way in his heart, amalgamating into a debilitating fear. Fear of these sudden emotions. Why… why are they hurting him?

“....y ..ffy..” A voice again, unintelligible but it’s enough to remind him of himself; of his determination to live. He manages to focus his eyes just enough to see you leaning over him. You, with tears in your eyes. Why? His eyes start to close again… “Luffy, please! I’m still in love with you!” ..but something drums in his chest and his eyes snap open, feeling a tear plipping onto his face. You’re still in love with him, you haven’t moved on. Heat starts to dissipate from his body and the fogginess in his head clears. He has an answer. Finally. His vision starts to blur again, but from something different. He’s tearing up. Ahh.. he’s so relieved. The chains that were paining him break and travel from his heart out through his eyes in the form of tears. A wobbly smile forms on his face.

“I’m h..appy “ His voice is shaky as he speaks. There are still worries, unanswered questions in his chest; but right now all of them are overwritten by the joy of knowing you still love him. Before you can respond though he says something else, “I’m sleepy..” and with that he closes his eyes and falls asleep.

(Your POV)

You stand there, not quite knowing what to do after crying thinking your captain was going to die. Kind of embarrassing. You turn to see Chopper awkwardly holding fever medicine, also not knowing what to do. “S-Sorry.” You step back to let Chopper walk over to Luffy and check his temperature. It’s still a little warm, but no longer feverish.

“Okay.. um..” He takes the ice off of Luffy and you decide to leave to let the doctor handle the rest. However, as soon as you get close to the door you hear a struggled groan as Luffy’s face reddens again. You step back from the door and he goes back to a peaceful sleep. You decide to not leave. “...Can you stay here?”

“Yeah—yeah I’ll stay.” You say while sitting down, Luffy snoozing. Good for him.

Would be crazy if he actually just fucking died huh. He dies and thats the end of the story, thanks for reading guys make sure to read my other stuff. How mad would you guys be? Personally it'd be just a little funny, but only a little. He didn't die though, so you're welcome. Almost forgot @yuurivalr

true. I dont really need comments to keep going since i started writing in the first place just for whatever and never really expect anything but comments do feel nice. Its why i like asks bc getting an ask means that someone liked a fic so much they took the time to write something to request. Comments feels nice. Ofc likes and reblogs are enough but as a fic reader i just wanna say to anyone reading a fic and hesitating to comment, no the author isn't going to think you're cringe if you leave a comment. It doesn't have to be something crazy either the author isn't going to read a 4 word comment or a heart and go "how DARE you." They don't hate you, you aren't cringe and leaving a comment or a reblog with a comment doesn't make you cringe. If theres no comments you aren't going to be weird for being the first, if there's a bunch of comments your comments isn't going to mean nothing, it still matters

someone I follow on the bird app just announced they’re starting a very exclusive private fic server because they and a bunch of other people want to talk about how much they love the fics they’re reading, and as an author can I just say that a really great place to talk about a fic you love is in the comments for that fic

I understand that people are trying to create safe spaces, but as the number of comments that I get on my fics dwindles with each passing year, knowing these spaces exist where my fics are being discussed, places that I am excluded from, makes me want to write fic LESS

I mean I guess who cares, right, because if I stop writing, there’s 10,000 other people that will continue…but if you participate in a fic “book club” server and you say nice things there about a fic you loved, maybe copy and paste that into a comment on AO3?

the only thing fanfic writers are asking for in return for hours of hard work is attention. please don’t rob us of the one thing that we hope for when we hit “post”

I think now is a good time for us all to review the principle of Jury Nullification.

Jury Nullification is when a jury finds a defendant Not Guilty even though they (perhaps secretly) believe them to be guilty.

In the United States, this has come up primarily in the case of 'escaped slave laws'. Good people are not willing to send formerly enslaved people back to their captors.

Governments hate this sort of behavior. But it's hard to stop. How have they tried?

1. They keep it secret. Jurors are not informed of this possibility. Activists who talk to jurors in front of courthouses have been arrested.

2. Jury Selection. Anyone who brings up nullification in jury selection gets removed. All jurors musts agree to "accept as correct the rulings and instructions of the law as provided by the judge." But they can't stop you from changing your mind.

3. Declare a Mistrial. If the defense or anyone else mentions nullification, they can scrub the whole thing and try again with a fresh jury. They will also find excuses to strike individual jurors if they need to.

4. They Flat Out Lie to You. Quoting Wikipedia here:

In 2017, a jury was instructed: "You cannot substitute your sense of justice, whatever that means, for your duty to follow the law, whether you agree with it or not. It is not for you to determine whether the law is just or whether the law is unjust. That cannot be your task. There is no such thing as valid jury nullification. You would violate your oath and the law if you willfully brought a verdict contrary to the law given to you in this case." The Ninth Circuit upheld the first three sentences of the jury's instruction and overruled the remainder but deemed that instruction a harmless error and affirmed the conviction.[67]

So expect scary people to tell you that you are breaking the law if don't give the verdict they want you to give.

But you don't have to do what they tell you to. If you find yourself on a jury you can come to whatever conclusions your conscience demands.

Maybe that bag of weed looks like oregano to you. Maybe that gun looks like a prop. Maybe the cop or the prosecutor seems shifty. Perhaps the defendant just has an honest face.

You can always find a reasonable doubt. Fuck you I won't do what you tell me to.

going skmewhere in 5 but my dog just got really comfortable and it feels really nice having her sleep where shes sleeping right now what do i do (I also hqve to piss rlly bad)

Me taking the "What color is your aura" quiz and getting dumbshit cocksucker color which means im a dumbass chud dickweed shithead with a micropenis (.000000001% of people have gotten this)

Hi! Can I request a Sanji fluff fic? Where he's on night duty on a cold night and Y/n brings him a blanket and hot tea (or coffee?) made just for him. They sit and cuddle And everything is just so cute.. (Sorry, I just miss my cat very much and I miss the warmth. (The cat is alive!)) 😭😭😭😭😰😔😔😔😔

Glad your cat is alive dude, saw the missing your cat and was like “Oh shoot dam that sucks.” Still sucks but less if the cat is alive.

Your Love Is My Warmth

Sanji x GN!Reader. Just pure fluff. 826 words

Sanji peppers kisses on your face as you laugh. “I got it, I got it, you’re on night duty. I’ll be okay.” You push him back a bit as he looks at you with sad eyes.

“Are you sure you’ll be oka-”

“Yes, I’ll be okay. I’ll stay warm, okay? You act like these walls are thin, Franky’s an amazing shipwright he wouldn’t just let us freeze. It’s not that cold here, is it?” You motion around the room and Sanji sighs.

“Okay, you’re right.” He hugs you one last time. “I’ll come back immediately once my night shift is done, my love.” With that, he tears himself away from you and leaves the room. You go back to the bed and get inside, it’s comfortable, but not as comfortable as when Sanji is with you. He’ll be here soon though, so it’s okay. That’s what you tell yourself, anyway, but when you try to sleep you start to worry. It was already pretty cold in the day, how cold is it now? The bed is really comfy though… You imagine Sanji, alone, in the cold and freezing sadly, the thought makes you get up. You’ll just check how he’s doing quickly, so you won’t bother him. Getting up, you leave the room. Immediately it’s colder than inside, but not too bad still. It’s when you leave the ship that you realize how cold it is. You’re careful though, spotting Sanji. He seems fine at first, but you notice him shiver a bit, lighting a cigarette to give some warmth.

‘This won’t do, I’m not going to leave him like that.’ With a determination to help your boyfriend, you go back to your room and grab blankets; then head into the kitchen. Coffee.. it would help with keeping him awake, but he’s already smoking. Having just coffee and cigarettes, that’d be pretty sad, so instead you decide to brew him a nice tea. Brook’s taught you how to brew it before, tea isn’t too hard anyway, so you do well. You even remember how Sanji likes it, then you brew a cup for yourself. Now you have two cups of tea and a thick blanket… how are you going to carry this. You carefully wrap the blanket around yourself and tie it, then hold the teacups on a plate. Off you go!

‘Was he really just planning on sucking it up and keeping watch despite the cold?’ You think to yourself as you watch Sanji, then begin to slowly sneak to him. It doesn’t work out though, the moment he senses you he turns.

“Love?” He’s a bit confused for a moment before hurrying over to you. “Why are you out here? It’s cold..!” You both can’t be too loud, crewmates are sleeping.

“Exactly, it’s cold, you didn’t even think to bring something to warm you up? I could've given you a blanket.” He shakes his head at your words.

“Taking a blanket from you? I wouldn’t, you..” He trails off as he notices the tea, staring at it. “Is that.. for me?” You nod and his face flushes. “You made two.” He takes the teacup carefully like it’s an heirloom being passed down to him. “It must’ve been cold then.”

“It wasn’t, I made it because I’m staying out here with you.” You state and he stares at you, eyes slightly wide.

“You don’t have to stay out here with me, I’m going back to the room soon-”

“I’m not doing this for me, baby, I know you’re cold. I’m not letting my boyfriend just suck it up.” You take a sip of your own tea, then sit on the deck. Sanji is frozen for a moment but then quickly goes to you, before he can try and let you have the blanket you wrap it around the both of you. “We can keep eachother warm, so stay close, okay?” He looks at you, adoration and love in his eyes as he cuddles close to you.

“...Okay.” Sanji says quietly, taking a sip of the tea you made for him. It settles in his body, warming it up, but more than anything the fact that you came out here for him makes everything feel warm. His hands that were previously freezing feel cozy now, along with his heart when he was out here alone without you. He would never ask you to do this for him, but you did it. This memory locks its way into his mind as you both stay close to each other, cuddling until the sea around you has never felt more pleasant.

Bonus

“Ugh, lovebirds.” Zoro says, disgusted as you two sit cuddling. You look to him and put a finger to your lips to shush him, the swordsman noticing a sleeping Sanji comfortably resting on you. He looks peaceful, innocent, it makes Zoro huff in a bit of annoyance. ‘Whatever, this is better than him picking a fight, I guess.’

There it is folks, hope you enjoyed it! It was a bit short but I don’t like to force things to be long if they don’t naturally end up that way. Inspiration based, and my inspiration told me to make this short and sweet. Really sorry if this isn't fluffy or cute enough.

how are yall so quick i just posted this bruh

Aight bet-

Can i get Shanks paired with a female reader (romatically) who is also missing an arm and/or has red hair.

Thank you v.v

Not my bestest work but I thought it was funny and warm.

Narcissistic Romance

Shanks x Fem!Reader. Reader has red hair and missing arm. Miku is Miku even if she looks different so skin color or hair texture can be anything else. Small angst(?) but mostly fluff. Drabble + Headcanons

“I get we have the same hair and stump but did you really need to go this far? You even drew the scar on me.” You touch your eye where some friends had drawn Shanks’s signature scar on.

“This fits so well! You might as well be his female form.” You’re all near a bar, one of your friends got the idea to dress you up as Red Haired Shanks after getting drunk. “Strike a pose or somethin-” They’re interrupted when yelling is heard.

“C-CAPTAIN!?” You hear from behind you, turning to see a group of men staring at you.

‘Captain?’ You think to yourself, confused before it clicks. These must be Red Hair Pirates, but how? This is a crazy coincidence that they’re here right as you’re dressed up. Your mind runs at a million miles a second and you clamp a hand over your friend’s mouth before they speak. “Well, I got caught by a devil fruit. Changed my looks a bit but I look good as a woman too, right?” You smirk, going along with it. Unfortunately, your cover is blown almost immediately when a head peeks over your shoulder to look at you.

“Hmm. I do look good as a woman, don’t I?” It’s Red Haired Shanks, another coincidence and you jolt with a yelp. “Freaking out, Miss Red Hair? Not very Emperor-like.” He teases with a grin. Maybe you shouldn’t have tried to go with the joke considering how quickly you got caught, and by the man himself. “What’s my female doppelganger doing here?” He looks at your friends with a wink, this is so embarrassing. “Popular as a woman too?”

That was how the two of you met, a funny cosplay of a funny guy.

You were scared at first you were going to get in trouble for impersonating him, even if it was a joke and you were caught immediately.

Shanks isn’t a sore sport though and he actually found it really funny.

He had stayed at the island and you were good company, proving to be a good fighter as well.

He couldn’t just leave an attractive and strong woman alone, right?

You ended up joining his crew along with a few of your other friends that could fight and wanted to go, the rest you all sending letters to any others often.

The official number of redheads in the Red Hair Pirates is now two.

The two of you two hit it off, cracking similar arm jokes and having fun together, it was perfect.

It really wasn’t long until you both ended up dating, then came new jokes.

“Narcissist.” That’s what people like to tease you both about.

Dating a person that can look like a genderbent version of you with the right clothes and makeup is definitely narcissistic.

Of course, you both take it with pride.

Shanks even likes to show you off, calling himself the luckiest man ever to find the most beautiful woman ever to play into the narcissist joke.

Something on a more personal level is that the two of you can relate to missing an arm, helping each other with phantom pain and insecurities.

After all, when the person you love has the same imperfection as you it’s hard to be insecure about it.

You’re perfect to him and him to you, despite your disabilities.

It’s nice to have someone that understands, that knows how hard it is to deal with losing a limb.

When you’re feeling insecure sometimes Shanks puts his stump on yours, smiling and calling you both “stump buddies” before kissing you.

If the weather is bad and you’re both struggling with pains you can hold each other, finding comfort in the warmth of your lover.

Shanks holds you tight, even if he’s clenching his jaw, always trying to put your pain above his no matter how much you try and tell him he matters too.

It makes you feel insecure, he should have a partner that would be able to help him without struggling themselves, but to him you’re everything.

He’d rather hold you while shaking from pain himself than be comforted by anyone else.

These bad moments with you are more precious to him than the best with anyone else.

Is This Love?

Luffy x male reader. Angst(?) Slowburn still. 1703 words Part one, Part three, Part four

Desc: You confessed to Luffy and he tries to find out what it means to him.

You’ve started sleeping in the men’s quarter’s again. It was hard to get some sleep at first, but life at sea is tiring, especially with the occasional marine attack and random weather conditions. Your body will shut itself down eventually. Unfortunately, someone else isn’t having much luck tonight.

“Hnnnnnnnn..”

Rustle

“Hrrrmmmmmmm”

Rustle rustle

“Hnnnnngaahh!” Luffy sits up quickly, his arms in the air. “Can’t sleep.” A shoe is thrown at his head by Sanji. “Ow!”

“Then go outside instead of bringing us into it!” The chef barks while the rubber man rubs his head. He pouts while getting up, making his way out onto the deck.

“waaatchhhh… night watchh.. heheheh. As if I even need to. Who would even dare approach the ship of the GREAT Captain Us-”

“Usopp.” The sniper feels a hand on his shoulder.

“EEAAAAAAHHH!” He screams and bursts into tears, ready to plead for his life before realizing it’s just his friend. “Oh. Luffy.” He has a hand on his chest, quickly pretending nothing happened. “Why are you up?”

“Wh- What happened!? Did you scream!?” A large muscular human reindeer runs over. “Luffy?” Fwoosh, back to small.

“I scared a bird, that’s all. I already took care of it.” The captain tries to open his mouth but is quickly shushed by Usopp. “You couldn’t sleep, right? Why?”

“(Y/n) sleeps back in his bed now but he still doesn't talk like before.” Changing the subject works, why wouldn’t it.

“Like before?” The two crewmates ask.

“Yeah like, he doesn’t.. look at me, the same. Like it’s… different. Not as warm.” He wracks his brain to explain, making weird hand signals because he can’t translate his thoughts into words he knows properly.

“Loving? Caring? Like you’re the only thing that matters in this unforgiving world?” Usopp finishes and Luffy nods, similar enough. He hums while nodding, eyes closed with a hand on his chin.

“Seems like he fell out of love with you.” The sniper states after a bit of fake pondering for dramatic effect.

“Out of love?” Chopper and Luffy ask before Usopp nods.

“I mean, you rejected him, right? Even outed his feelings in front of all of us, sounds like he just moved on. Let the feelings fade out into the wind.” He explains while the doctor nods. Luffy’s brain goes empty-er as he lets how he feels translate into thoughts,

“I didn’t reject him” and out through his mouth. The two previously chatting teens stop.

“You didn’t?” They ask and Luffy shakes his head.

“I just called him weird, then he didn’t say anything else.”

…

Is that not a rejection?

“Is that not a rejection?” That’s what I said. Usopp furrows his brows, trying to see through his friend’s eyes. “Did you also stay silent?”

“I didn’t know what else to say.” The sniper hums, he would definitely start ugly sobbing if someone he was in love with did that to him.

“You could’ve said, ‘Thank you for your feelings, I do not feel the same way.’ If he continues then scold him.” Chopper says with a hoof on his chest. Very kind. “Or kick him off a mountain.” Two different parents taught him two different things.

“That could kill someone..” Usopp points out, slightly concerned. Chopper nods.

“If they survive they ask for your help and then you have a new customer/patient.” What did Dr. Kureha teach him? The long nosed man stares at Chopper in concern and shock before Luffy speaks.

“I don’t wanna do that.”

“Well yeah he’s still our friend, kicking him off a mountain is a bit mu-”

“I mean, I don’t wanna lie.” He clarifies and Usopp stares at his friend, lips jutted out still from being interrupted.

“Lie?” The small reindeer asks instead and the captain nods.

“I do have feelings for him. I just.” Luffy motions at his chest, “Just…” This is why he couldn’t sleep. “I don’t know what love like that is. Being in love. He’s in love with me and I love him but I don’t know what my love is if he feels like that.” Luffy feels platonic love easily, he feels joy and happy and angry all very easily. Even something like excitement from a woman’s chest he can feel via living through Usopp, but romantic love he doesn’t know a lick about feeling. Passion and smooching, hugging and holding hands, staring into each other's eyes. You could do that all with a friend, mostly, so what’s the actual difference? It’s not like lust is the difference either since people do stuff without loving each other all the time.

“Romantic love…” Hiriluk loved Drum Island and Dr. Kureha loved having fun. “Romantic love is having big antlers and sturdy fur.” Chopper reverts to what he learned when he was a wee baby. Luffy rubs his own head, no antlers. In response to his captain’s confusion, Usopp speaks confidently.

“It’s okay. They call me Captain of Love Usopp for a reason!” He strikes a pose and Chopper claps. “Love is like the warm sun on a snowy day, a ray of light peeking through storm clouds, an oasis in a desert. It’s the light at the end of a tunnel.” A lot of metaphors, but not a lot of actual explanation. It’s not doing much good, though Chopper at least seems into it. The rubber man isn’t as interested though, realizing this isn’t answering much of his questions. He looks down.

“I don’t want (Y/n) to be out of love with me if he’s like this because he doesn’t love me romantically anymore.” Luffy mumbles to himself, deciding to go to the restroom. Maybe that’ll help.

“Amorrr is- Luffy? Where’d he go?” Usopp looks around, realizing he’s gone. He looks down at Chopper, who’s expecting more. The sniper clears his throat and continues. “Love is like!” You get the point. Chopper doesn’t know about romantic love much, even as a reindeer. They don’t usually love romantically to mate, while both Hiriluk and Dr. Kureha were interested in their medical endeavors and danger. As for Usopp, he’d been on the same island all of his life always focusing on other things to ever truly register romantic love. His sick mother, her death, then trying to become a brave warrior of the sea. No parents to teach him either. His assumption was it would be figured out once on the ocean, being surrounded by lovers and admirers all the time. Neither of them can help Luffy, at least not in the way he needs.

So what does Luffy need? He doesn’t know, and neither do they. So he goes to the restroom.

“Love…” Luffy says while sitting on the toilet, not going or anything, just for thinking. “Loovvee. Loav.” Repeating it isn’t helping, “Louuvee, loaf.” though it is cheering him up. “Shi shi shi!” He laughs a bit, then stands up. This didn’t give any answers, but he won’t stress about it. Things will work out eventually. Luffy splashes water and soap on his hands, dries them off, then leaves the restroom. He goes back to the men’s quarters. Before going back to his own bed he stops by yours. “...” He crouches down and stares at you. “..luv.” A small mumble before flopping onto his mattress. His heart and mind feels clearer.

Meanwhile, your eyes open, what was that about?

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‘Why’d he just stare at me? Or maybe he wasn’t? My eyes weren’t open but I definitely felt his body heat and breath.’ You think to yourself as you poke at your food with a scowl, finally taking a bite out of it.

“Luffy’s gonna steal it if you don’t eat in time.” Nami tells you, pointing to your plate with her fork. On cue, the captain tries to reach for her food, hand smacked away before he could grab anything. No time for thinking during breakfast, but you’re on dish duty today. That should give you a chance to think.

“Hey.” A voice says behind you and you almost drop the plate you’re rinsing off. It’s Sanji. “So… about you and Luffy.” He starts, looking awkward. “You’re really in love with that id- with him?” He’d like to insult Luffy but feels it’s not the time.

“Way to bring it up again.” You grumble, placing the last dish to dry.

“Did he reject you?”

“Yeah, obviously. Don’t know what I expected to happen.” You don’t really feel like talking about it but he’s asking so you answer.

“Are you sure?” The chef asks and you look back at him, irritated.

“Hell you mean ‘are you sure?’ I’m pretty sure, dude.” Your eyes glare at him. “He called me weird and acts like I’m a specimen now.” Your sass makes Sanji frown back.

“I’m trying to help you, dumbass. Luffy’s not like other people. What you think might be a rejection can be something else entirely. He could say someone has a strong smell and consider it a compliment.” He lights a cigarette, annoyed at the attitude. “You could’ve read him wrong.” It’s a bittersweet thought that you just misunderstood.

“Even if I did misunderstand, so what? It’ll still mean a rejection, just in his own way.” You’re too stressed to talk about this. You were already trying to move on.

“He asked me about love yesterday.” Your eyes widen. “Usopp and Chopper said the same thing happened the day before.” Sanji says after taking a breath of his cigarette, blowing the smoke out the window. “That’s what I mean, but if you’re going to be a dick about it-” He leans into your face “-I don’t have to tell you anything.” He says mockingly.

‘Asshole.’ Though you were mean first, technically. Still, you really want to know the details. You clench your jaw, then speak. “I’m sorry for being an ass, tell me.”

“Huh? What’d you say? Tell you what?” He puts a cupped hand to his ear.

“Tell me more about what Luffy asked you.” He continues to stare at you until you sigh. “Please.” That gets a satisfied smirk out of him.

“Should’ve just said so.” You hold in your anger so he can continue. “What Luffy asked me…”

Cliffhanger wooaaaAAOoah. But still, theres another chappa. I already had a good portion of this one finished but the next one will prob take longer. Also my bad if this one was more comedic than you would like, all of my stuff ends up having a moment like that, plus moments with Usopp always tend to be unserious. I thought about not posting this immediately after it was done to space stuff out but.. nah. Not my style ig. Comment if you want, idk. Havent done slow burn in a long and by a while i mean years and also only like 2 or 3 times.

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No matter how much it pains me to say i dont think we're gonna get mom content on Luffy, atleast not much. The same way we havent for any character. I was reading the SBSes and i got so upset I forgot to SS but Oda was asked why there isnt any mom content of them being alive or even there and he answered with some shit like "That's because Mom is the opposite of fun." Im so tired of misogyny ruining stuff bro. Women are the ones that have to make the entire baby, organs and blood, inside their bodies; and birth them. That isnt to mention how much it changes their body and brain afterwards, yet theyre always the ones ignored and the dads get all the content. I just want to be able to watch an action anime and not have to worry about misogyny. Its such a mood killer leaving out half of the population in media or minizing them just because theyre considered not "interesting enough". So tired of it. I just wanna enjoy one piece and not have to be slapped in the face with the reminder that no matter how much i love the show and Oda that theres serious problems about him. He's much better than other creators of course, especially for being from an asian country, but its still bad. It bums me out. A lot. All the dads had to do was just have a little fun and women do the rest but theyre just not fun enough to write apparently. It doesnt even matter that hes a guy and maybe he'll do rough writing women. I would rather him try, he wrote robin and shes amazingly written so he has the potential he just doesnt use it. Usually animes will atleast mention the mothers but theres just such a huge abundance of mother erasure in OP its impossible to miss. Dont even get me started on the families oda introduces and then the mom just is already not there or considered. Like what. Is she just the birth giver and not even considered a part of the family to him. Just not important. Was he raised by a single father or something. Are they not human. 50% of the population guys. 50%