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Loved From A Far

Crocodile x male! Prince! Reader

(Takes place during the alabasta arc. )

Basically your Vivi older brother, who disappeared after setting out to fight the man responsible for all alabasta troubles.

Reader is in their mid twenties

Age difference obviously

Forbidden love kinda

Crocodile doesn't do anything to reader

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Okay so maybe it wasn't a smart idea to fight Crocodile once finding out he's been behind all the fights and unjust in alabasta. It might have also been a bad move to go alone without telling anyone of the information you discovered, but your were so angry that you grabbed one of the ducks and went all the way to Raindinners and well... fought Crocodile.

You lost but you did put up a good fight.

A good fight for a non Devil fruit user.

So here you are held captive in Crocodiles casino. Though it's not like it was terrible..it was actually kinda nice. You had your own room, with food, free roam of the penthouse as long as you didn't go downstairs, anything your heart desires. Crocodile was ready to deliver with no hesitation. Because as long as you didn't cause trouble, no one would get hurt.

"Here." A wad of money was handed to by Crocodile that morning during breakfast. You look at him like he grew two head because one that's a lot of money, and two why is he giving you money. "I'm having a meeting today and need you out for a while. Ms. All-Sunday will be your guard until the meeting is over." He pays no mind to the shock look you gave as he continued to his breakfast. "Thanks, Croc!" Never has seen you look more excited, then again it's been a long time since you've been out and about. He watches as you quickly ate and then zooms out of the room to yours. "You sure this is wise?" Robin asked as she took a sip of her coffee. He doesn't say a word till he lights his cigar. "Our goal is coming to an end. The king has been acting well on the threat of his son dying, so why not show him and his spies that his is fine before we go in for the kill." He blows a puff a smoke. And well, maybe you grew on him... There is no doubt you are attractive. He's even caught himself looking at you once or twice, but he can't afford such a luxury in the company of love.

"And besides... the brat should have some fun any way while he can." Robin nods.

*time skip*

Both you and Ms. All-Sunday left the casino and walked around the area. You had kept your clothes to a minimum and made sure to wear a hat to hide some of your identity. To the people of alabasta you had gone missing. Vanished off the face of the earth. And weirdly enough, you kinda liked it that way. Though you are royalty and raised to rule over them someday... you liked the peace you have to be unrecognized for now.

"Soo... any news ?" You looked over some of clothes, trying hard not to bring so much attention to you and the conversation that was about to take place. "Your sister Vivi is on her way here with a group of pirates known as the Strawhat pirates." She is also looking over the book before pick one up and moving to you. "They should be here in two days by my estimations."

"Vivi..." Your little sister. You lightly chuckle at the thought of Vivi working with pirates. "You know she always wanted to be a pirate... I guess she kinda living her dream." You put the shirt back and sigh. You and Robin have been in talks since Crocodile kept you hostage. He trusted her to watch you and to make sure you don't try anything during your stay. "I'm guessing that's what he is going over?"

"Yes and no... he's going over his plans, making sure everything is in order before he starts." Feelings stir in you. Everything up to this point had been to take down Crocodile and his organization...however, you didn't take into account if feelings got in the way of things. You first met Crocodile back when the world Governments sent to Alabasta to keep pirates away, you've had a slight crush on the older man. Then more problems started.

You and your sister knew something was happening, and you dug around till you found what you were looking for... which led you to Crocodile.

"Why don't we get something to eat, yeah?" Robin suggested sensing your unease of the information she gave you. "We have plenty of time."

"Yeah...plenty of time...." You look up to sky not knowing what to do....

Eventually, you both make it back to the casino and up to the penthouse. You got some stuff, and Robin did, too. However, Crocodile weren't anywhere to be seen. "I guess either the meeting is over or it's still going on." You mutter. Usually, Crocodile would be at his chair smoking his cigar while looking at the paper.

"It might be best to stay in your quarters... I'll tell you later." Nodding you go to your room and wonder over to the bed and flop face first into it. Vivi was coming home...your little sister...

You still wish to take down Crocodile gang, however... your feelings clouded your judgment.

Eventually, you fall asleep

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"You've been asleep for a while now." Crocodile voice helps you wake up a bit more. It still takes a moment for you to fully get up however. "I've been asleep this long..." You noticed how the sky has become night

"Apparently..." He walks over to you and blows out a puff of smoke.

"Did you little meeting go well." You move up from your bed to sit on the edge. "Yes."

"So...your actually going through it..."

"It's been the plan along...don't act like your time with me sparked some kind of change, brat."

Anger swirls in you. A part of you want to fight him...but it wouldn't end well... his devil fruit gave him advantage you didn't have. "..." crocodile can see the frustration in your eyes.

"Then....I might as well live like it's my last days then..."

"What are you-mph!?" You suddenly push up and bring him down for a kiss. The attraction between the both of you was undeniable... and Crocodile did his best to snuff out any feeling towards you. "I hate you...I hate what your doing to my home land...hate that I actually like you." Your words cut him. "So...I'm not gonna hold back... are you?" The look you had made him shiver.

He brings his cold metal hook under your chin before lightly dragging down your neck. "Spoiled brat." And he kisses you again.

For now...you wanted to live these last two days like you weren't the prince and he wasn't a war lord, bent on tearing your kingdom apart. Just two people letting what they denied for so long happend for this last night.

Because in the end, you are the prince of Alabasta, who mysteriously disappeared under a foolish anger. And Crocodile is a war lord, bent on taking what he needs to create his dream...

Lovers that were never ment to be

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Just a silly thought I had

If stranger things go's to 1987

Then we would have the bite of 87 from Fnaf

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It doesn't help that I have a whole ass plot ready in my head and I kinda want to write it but I'm lazy at the same time...

And of course it circles my favorite ship...

Yesterday marked the 100th day of genocide. Please, do not get used to this. Our people, killed, bombed, kidnapped, stripped, executed and starved is not normal. Our kids in pieces, their body parts collected in bags is not normal.

Israel has killed 23,700 human. More than 10,300 child. We'd need 177 school bus to carry the Palestinian children killed by Israel in gaza. 10,022 fatherless child. 8,352 motherless child. The wounded have their wounds rot and die waiting in front of the crossing. Maggots seen inside alive people's wounds. 5,500 pregnant woman will give birth in the upcoming weeks. 100 Days of Genocide. 100 Days of the world watching silently.

Yesterday marked the 100th day of genocide. Please, do not get used to this. Our people, killed, bombed, kidnapped, stripped, executed and starved is not normal. Our kids in pieces, their body parts collected in bags is not normal.

Israel has killed 23,700 human. More than 10,300 child. We'd need 177 school bus to carry the Palestinian children killed by Israel in gaza. 10,022 fatherless child. 8,352 motherless child. The wounded have their wounds rot and die waiting in front of the crossing. Maggots seen inside alive people's wounds. 5,500 pregnant woman will give birth in the upcoming weeks. 100 Days of Genocide. 100 Days of the world watching silently.

Noor Harazeen you are the world's hero. You're completely correct, this is not normal. This is evil and no human needs to make these decisions.

This is not including all the children who are lifeless underneath the rubble and not including the ones that were obliterated to the point where they cannot be identified. Free Palestine

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Running into you again

Five x Gn!reader

Both of you are age appropriate (You both are 19)

Takes place in season 1

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You look at your watch making sure you timed this right. It has been a long time since you last saw your love, but this was his plan you followed and you didn't care you, wanted to help him.

Before you met your love you were one of the top agents of the commission. And i do mean top agent. But then you pulled the ultimate getaway. You had blown up almost half of the orginal buliding before stealing a breif case and making your getaway. Though there was a slight problem.

A bullet had hit the breif case as you timed jumped and well....you ended up in the right time...but the with wrong age. You had your teenage body and not your actual older body.

Shaking your head of those thoughts you made your way out of the apartment to the doughnut shop.

Once there you sat in the both and ordered your usual and waited. When a boy and man walked in. You watched them slightly as they talked.

Once the waitress came back she gave them their orders along with yours and smiled but, quickly left to fix something in the back. You took a sip of your drink as you watched the two before the older man left, leaving the teen behind.

You stood up and grabbed your things and moved to sit where the teen was. "You know...i never thought you were the school uniform person." You say. The fellow teen turn to look at you. " And it's good to see you too (y/n)" you smiled. "And you Five...i see we both got into a bit of trouble." You say seeing that you both are back in your teenage bodies. Five nodded "i had missed calculation"

"I dont think you look half bad actually...you look rather dashing Five. You could have been a real heart braker." You say with a chuckle. He rolled his eyes. "You dont half bad yourself but, how-?"

"A built hit the case just as i telported. I rather go through ragging hormones again then getting stuck in a different time." You say. "I guess the odd must be in our favor" five said as he leaned in more to kiss you. It had been such a long time since you last saw five...

"Now, don't think we won yet my dear. Speaking of which did you take out the-"

*click*

Five shut his eye, scolding himself as he remember he didnt take out the tracker.

"Tracker....Fuck." you both slowly ruen to see soldiers at the ready. The leader begins to speak but, your quickly bored. "Looking here sonny boy. How long have you been at this? " You question making them all wince. "If I had wanted to hear your poor excuse of a negotiation I would have actually been scared." You get up from the stool and move to the leader. "Jesus christ is this what the commission calls as a death squad? Maybe I shouldn't have left so soon five, could have train ya better? Who's been traing ya? Is it Wilson?" Five let out a scoff "it's Monroe." Your eyes widen "that idiot?! Ah shit now I feel sorry about kill ya. I dont even know how the commission allows him to work." You say before the guy can even finish his question. You flicked out the knife you had and proceed to stab him. "Ready to dance honey?" Five smirks and you smile.

The squad feels the chill of your smile. "You take the high rode."

"Ill take the low rode."

For five minutes nothing but the sounds of gun fire and screams were heard. To any on looker, who ever was brave enough, would take how you both moved in the blood bath, it would almost look like you both are dancing. Five would appear and disappear with a flash of blue but he never strayed too far from you, guarding your back. You pulled off many impossible twist and turns, your hands quick at slashing that it look like lightning, your guard Fives front. At the end the squat time layer dead while you both stood there grinning like cats. "Okay get that stupid thing out of your wrist and ill patch ya up at my place." You hand your knife as you reach ober the doughnut counter to grab napkins you both so desperately needed. "They really went to shit."

Five humms in agreement. "Yeah well... that bomb you set off took pretty much all the good one out. " he tosses the pill like tracker and hands your your knife. You smile and give him the napkins. "Where do you live?"

"Right across the street from the academy." He nods and hold your hand and teapots you both there. Taking out the keys you open the front door and begin the march up the stairs to your flat. "Oh! Speaking of which how was the funeral?"

"Well there's just a pile of ashes, Luther and Deago got into a fight...other than that it was nice"

You let out a laugh and open the door to your flat and let him in. The flat was bare with few nick nacks you gathered since staying here. At least you had a TV and some of his favorite alcohol. "Now let me get fix this then we can sleep" he holds out his arm and you begin to disinfect and stich it back together. "Your too good to me (y/n)." He spoke making you look up to him. "Well your sane to my insanity Five."

He places a gentle kiss on your forehead. "Lets get some sleep." He mumbles and allows you to show him to the bed. "Lets hope they don't send anyone else too soon." You whisper as you snuggled into him, he brings the covers over you both. "Mmm...I doubt it..."

"Night Five."

"Night (y/n)"

Hopefully tomorrow would bring a good day.

I finally did the pour today. Theres some gaps and needs cleaning but it came out grate

So i kinda decided to try to make sukuna finger....lets see how this goes

Since i dont really post i thought why not show my art...or my atemp at drawing.

Just an experiment. Reblog if you actually give a fuck about male victims of domestic violence and rape.

Of fucking course

What sick bastard doesn’t

since the old version of this post was flagged for 'adult content'...

reblog this post if your account is a trans safe space or owned by a trans person!

along with that, reblog if your account is a trans non-binary spectrum safe space or owned by someone on the trans enby spectrum!

When i havent had a good night sleep because i have fanfics to write and the only time have to write them is at night

Look who poped up to say hi