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Crocodile x Reader

Sorry for any gramatical error, English isn't my first language.

Being the partner of Crocodile is not easy. Even when it's been years, even when nobody knows you are his significant other. He is not always here, some night he comes in the room to speak a little with me, he even wait until I fall asleep before returning to his job. Some other night when he come earlier I make him diner.

Today wasn't a good day to me. All I wanted was to go in bed and cuddle my big guy. But I am not even sure he'll be here tonight. So finally at home I don't eat, I don't change my clothes, no, I go directly to bed. I take his pillow in my arms and cry a little. When he is not home are the worst days. I fall asleep like that.

When I open my eyes the room is dark. I am sure it's morning so why is the room dark I didn't close the curtains yesterday… I was about to go up but somthing take my shirt and put me back on the bed. There I feel a breath next to me. I look closer and it was Crocodile. I start to feel tears going into my eyes and my throat tighning. I put my head on his chest and fall back asleep as his hand go on my shoulder pulling me more onto him. Maybe it was not the morning after all.

I open my eyes a second time. My head was not anymore on a hard chest but on a soft pillow. The smell of smoke and sand still in the air. The room is still as dark. And his not there anymore, he is never there the morning. I sigh and take again his pillow.

Yesterday was not a good day, nobody wanted to buy my products, and worst of all. A guy flirted with me and he didn't take no for an answer, so he promised to come to my home and prove his love. Who knows what he means by that.

But I'm safe, when we started to live at Alabasta Crocodile had demanded that my house was hidden far from any city's. It's better for him to come here and more safe for me. But still this guy had given me chills.

I stand on the floor and open my door. A strong smell of food go directly to my nose. The face of the guy before come to my head. I take the knife Crocodile gave me and walk slowly to the kitchen. It was a man in the kitchen not a bad one. Just mine. Okay maybe a bad one, but not to me.

The knife fell from my hand but the sand grabed it before it touch the floor. I am still trying to process what is happening, what the hell is he doing here. I run to him but something on the floor make me fall but he take me in his arms. I put my head in his neck inhalling his smell. I grip his clothes with my hands, it's like yesterday never happened. He put me down on a chair and go back to the kitchen without saying anything.

He came back with food. It seems I slept over breakfast. The food on my plate is certeinly crocodile meat, it's the only thing he can cook because it's his favorite food apart from the tomato. We eat together and he spent the evening with me at one point we started to dance in the dining room. He told me that yesterday he was already there when I came home and he decided to take a day off from his plan to take control over the country to spend it with me. He had certainly see me cried to sleep.

Before diner, while I was cooking he came with the guy that harassed me the day before. I froze.

He was trying to break in yesterday. Do you know him ?

I explained to him what he had told me before, and how I feared that he make his word true. A wicked smile took form on his face. A dangerous smile for the guy on his knees between us. He tried to speack but sand blocked his mouth.

So you wont be mad if I take care of him.

I was about to say that killing people was not a good thing, but all the fear he had bring to me came to memory.

No. Please, do whatever you want to him.

My hand started to skake and I return to my cooking. What if Crocodile was not there yesterday ? Is it because of him that he decided to take a day off and not my crying ? Or both ? I heard some screams then nothing. I finished the food and put ketchup on the plate to asesonate.

As I turn Crocodile hadn't move but the guy was on the floor, dead and completly dry of all liquid. I made a face at the corps but try to ignore it.

We eat in silence, then.

Next time don't add Ketchup. I hate that.

I know, I just wanted tu put some sauce.

After the dinner he take the corps out and I wash the dishes. When he come back he lift me and walk to the room.

Hey ! I didn't finished !

Tomorow.

He take off all of our clothes leaving us in undergarnement and lie on the bed with me on him.

You're mine and mine alone. so you don't have to fear the others as long as you are with me they wont lay a finger on you.

I smile and kiss his cheeks.

even Whitebeard ?

I asked to tease him.

Frown, what is this question, woman ? If you want be like the other guy you should just ask.

I laugh, it's not easy to have Crocodile as a boyfriend. He's full of himself, he kill people, he plan to take over a whole country. But we know each other since years and not even the gods could not separate us. Or Whitebeard in some case.

Katana

Zoro x Reader

It's in the same AU of "Thank you" juston a different timeline. Sorry for the

grammatical error. Like said before English is not my first language.

The first time we all met Mihawk I though I heard his name somewhere but couldn’t remember where. I am put out of my though with a big splash in the water. Zoro is swimming to a little board and got in with the help of Ussop and the guys we had found earlier.

He lied on his back as I stare in shock. It wasn’t the blood, the injury or even his tears falling in his green hair. No, what shocked me was, where are his katana ?

I look around, next to Mihawk are some pieces of two of them but no trace of the white one. I turn where Zoro had fell in the water and it was there still going down, his katana.

Without thinking I jump in the water and swim down to grab his katana. I look up and around me. There is almost no light in there. It’s just been 30 seconds so I swim back up to the surface. Nothing has changed up there apart the fact that Mihawk had returned to his own little boat.

I ignore everyone and go to Zoro and the others. The guys had put their hand on his injury to stop the bleeding. Once with them I put the katana next to Zoro and look more closely to his torso.

Ussop, bring us a clothes and some alcohol.

Zozo smiles.

Good idea i'm thirsty.

I knock on his head.

Not to drink you idiot ! The sea is not something clean. Your injury can be infected. So we need to clean it before it get worse.

Luffy screams.

You go first to Nami. While I finish here.

Ussop gave me what I asked before driving the boat in the direction of Nami. leaving our friend here to help the restaurant.

When you finished gave me the bottle, I'll drink what's left.

I stare at zoro dead in the eyes. Open the bottle. And pour it completly on his torso. He screams in pain as the alcohol burn him. While his friend Yosaku make a cartoonesque face.

Once the bottle is empty he take a big breath before screaming again.

Have you lost your mind !? And here I tough that Luffy was the crazy one.

I give him a mischievous smile and start to cleaning the mess.

I told you. This is for cleaning not drinking. I'll start to think you are an alcoholic.

He mumble something and I laugh. He turn his head and stare at his katana.

I could have get it back myself.

If it's how you say thank you then you're welcome. And no, in your state you couldn't have, plus i'm a really good swimmer.

Some time later Yosaku and I have finished our work on Zoro. I sit on the floor more comfortably and look ahead of me.

That's then I remembered. Mihawk. I heard Shanks speak about him when I was a kid, they're friends. I face palm myself in my head.

Adventure

Shanks x reader

Warning /!\ : curse word, alcohol, pervert

being an adventurer is not an easy job. People alway mistake me for a pirate. But no, i just love exploring. Why the hell would I want the marines on my back ?! Yes I made friends with some bad people. But risking my life like that ? I did not signed for that.

I travel for adventure, for knowledge, to make friends, to help people. I know the world government does not like people like me. But hey ! I respect the law. More than a pirate though.

I am driking at some I found today asking myself like everytime I am at a bar. How am I still alive ? All those month alone on Grand Line.

There is pirate here. I don't know them personnaly only by name. The red force, the crew of the red head Shanks with their captain. I heard alot about him. Rumor has it he's a jokester, an alcoholic and a pervert and an emperor of the sea.

So when I feel a hand on my ass. I immediatly though "It's him, I'm dead. But it wasn't.

It was another man, smelling alcohol. He take my wrist.

Hey girly ! I'm sure ya want funny time... No ?

I look at him up and down, he is drenched in alcohol and sweat. He has a bad saved beard. I almost puke. And there is also vomit on his shirt.

Hey big guy, let this pretty be. Ok ?

i wan't talking t'you. Bastard.

REd head stand on his feet with a dark smile. Thank you man, but with guy like him I don't need help. Shanks take a step toward us and the man pull me into him with lips in heart form. Before he can even touch me he knock him in the nuts with my knees.

The man fell screaming.

You'll pay bitch.

I laugh and kick him in the face.

Try, please.

The man stand up and ran out. I ear some others laugh to.

Hey girl ! Take a drink with us ! You seem fun !

I look at Shanks and sit with him.

I'm Shanks

Hard not to know. I'm y/n.

y/n, let me tell you it was a nice kick, I don't want to be that guy !

He laugh, he is not that pervert after all.

You're free tonight ?

I take it back.

Why not ?

Sorry for the grammar.

（ｏ･ω･）ｏ Sanji x Reader ｏ（･ω･ｏ）

I am a very picky eater. It caused me a lot of trouble when I was younger. So sometimes I leave my home to explore the sea on a little boat. It isn’t the best experience of my life. Almost every time risk my life. Because of the water or just because I didn’t eat since days. When I return home, I am so hungry I eat the food that my parent gives to me. As it’s the only for me to eat what they cook they don’t say anything.

But when I was a kid, I found a restaurant on the east blue. I was hungry and told myself "Why not ?" So I got in and sat at a table. Almost instantly a boy came to me with a note pad in his hand. He asked me what I wanted. I asked him where is the menu, before my eyes his face contorted in one of panics. Sorry, he screamed before running away.

He came back five minutes later with a menu and gave it to me. I smiled and thanked him. I make my commands and he return in the kitchen. The food I asked for is something very rare to found and really hard to make. Most of the time the cook ruined it and I can't eat. But when the boy came back with the food, when the smell came to my node, when I could see the food. I knew. It was good. So when the plate was finally on the table I started eating. The boy presented himself as Sanji and as the who cooked my food. As I were the only client, I offered him to sit with me. He smiled to me and sat before me then we started talking.

That day I didn’t have anything to pay. So, the chef made me work in the kitchen and clean it. It wasn’t what I preferred doing but it was still funny !

Since then, I came everywhen I can. But since I was a kid back then it wasn't very frequent. Each time I came Sanji make me something new, but it was okay because he always finds a way to make me eat it, in my eyes Sanji and Zeff are culinary genius. Now that I am an adult, I had definitely abandoned my old home to live on the Baratie and work with them. For Zeff If it’s a girl who do the services it will bring more clients so I serve the clients.

Now Sanji and I are in the kitchen talking while he cooks a new recipe he created. Once he finished, he turns to me a smile on his lips and a spoon in his hand. "Why not ?" And I open my mouth trying again his delicious food.

Thank You

Sorry for the grammar, English isn't my first languages.

Zoro x Reader

Ever since I met Zoro, when he want to nap he come next to my where I paint. I think I know why he do that. It's because when someone need calm I do my best to keep Luffy quiet. Isn't it my job as a big sister to keep him on track ?

So back to Zoro. Actuallly he's here with, right now. But right now he hasn't any need of calm because Luffy. So why there ? Now ? Is it because of habits ?

Everyone is on the island with Luffy. I wanted to paint this new island we just found and Zoro didn't say anything.

So it's just me, Zoro and a group of people with weapon.

Wait, wait, wait .... What ?! I quit my painting to look at those people. My brush fall out of my hand as I try to speak to tell Zoro we have some visitors. But before I make one sound something enter my mouth. I cough taken by surprise and try to put it out by hand.

I feel some paste slide into my throat to my windpipe. Meanwhile the intruders walk toward me without making a sound. Probably not to wake Zoro up, who is still sleeping.

One of them is already before me, make creepy smile, take my wrist and start pulling me into him. I do my best to resist but I cannot really say i have much strengh. But It's the last of my problems as my lungs start to burn. I lost my balance and close my eyes to concentrate as much as I can.

Suddenly I don't feel the hand of the creepy man anymore. I fall on my knee's and resume to take out the thing I have in my mouth and my throat. Finally with really uncomfortable sensation I take outh these paste and can breath. I cough again somtime by reflex but now I am safe. I open my eyes I didn't hear anything, is it because I was to concentrate on my problems of breath ?

I open my eyes only to see a horrible scene. Corpse and blood on the ground. But most importently Zoro is standing in the middle of them with Wado Ochimonji in his hand. He turn his head toward me and look at me up and down before sheathing his katana. Before my eyes and without saying anything He take the body one by one and throw them in the water.

When he's finished he return where he had come from staring at me. I sigh and stand to clean his mess, but with a little smile. After the cleaning I take my brush and return to my painting while he close his eyes.

"Thank you."

I don't know why he had decided to to keep the boat with me. But in case like these. I wont complain.

My painting of

Buggy the Clown