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"Grayson."
"Hm?"
"If my father ever comes back, do you think I'm acceptable now?"
Dick turned his head so quickly, he could've broken his neck. "What?"
(Based on missveryvery's, in my opinion, amazing drawing from DeviantArt.)
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A collection of one-shots, featuring Luffy and the rest of the crew. Don't mess with the Straw Hat pirates, especially the captain. If you get in his way, watch out for the other eight.
Nakamaship. No pairings whatsoever. (Also includes SPECIAL BONUS of people besides the Straw-Hats!)
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The Straw-Hats had all been offered something that, years ago, they’d accept in a heartbeat.
But now, they have a different answer.
“Sorry," they all grinned. "But we already have a captain.”
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"Even though I told them to go away, they still stayed. They stayed and defeated Arlong for me." Nami absent-mindedly brought a hand up to her tattoo on her shoulder. "They gave me freedom from my eight years of hell."
In which Nami and Shirahoshi have a small talk about Luffy and also themselves.
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"You said it yourself, this situation is similar to Enies Lobby. There was a chance that you won't come back," Zoro gestured to Robin's whole being before adding, "and yet here you are."
SPOILER FOR THOSE WHO HAVEN'T READ CH. 800+!
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Law spends about one early-morning hour reasonably sure he’d hallucinated Roronoa trying to shove his hand down Black-Leg’s pants in the middle of the night, and then he forgets about the situation entirely as the Sunny pulls around to Green Bit, everything goes to shit with shocking expediency, and Straw Hat starts to wade merrily through the smoking wreckage of a plan that has taken Law years to concoct and gently place in motion.
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- Part 2 of thicker than water
Bookmarked by LyraMae
23 Aug 2026
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“How are your wounds?” Law asks Roronoa, watching milk bloom in the dark coffee.
“Eh,” Roronoa grunts, “had worse.” Somewhere behind him, Black-Leg clicks his tongue. “Thanks for helping out last night when Chopper was asleep.”
Law grimaces before he can stop himself. “I can’t control you, but you should /not/ be having sex while your injuries are healing.” Wonder upon wonders: now Roronoa gets pink in the face where he was completely straight-faced when answering /slept with someone/ to Law’s question of how the fuck he managed to aggravate his wounds. “Your muscles have been deeply damaged. Any kind of movement past what’s strictly necessary impedes progress.”
“Breakfast,” Black-Leg cuts in awkwardly, and leans over with another tray. He’s not so much pink in the face as he is bright red. /Oh/, Law thinks with a sense of distant but mounting horror. /Ohhhh./ Black-Leg fusses unnecessarily as he apportions two sets of bowls. Law may have lost his appetite for good.
“Thanks, cook,” Roronoa says, his face still awkwardly pink, and nudges Black-Leg’s retreating hand with his own before digging in unceremoniously. Black-Leg hums quietly.
“Thank you,” Law contributes politely, and Black-Leg gives him a surprisingly genuine grin, embarrassment apparently momentarily forgotten, before heading off to the counter once more.
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In the North Blue, there is a roaming kingdom of no land, just a fleet of ships ruled by a king. The kingdom is nothing more than a mercenary force cloned and bred to be expendable and the king is a madman of a scientist. He had a daughter and he turned her into a monster. He had four more sons and three of them ended up becoming machines worse than the monster.
And the last didn’t become anything at all until a pirate in a straw hat nearly ruined a restaurant.
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- Part 1 of thicker than water
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28 Feb 2026
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“Sanji,” Luffy says, his hand warm against Sanji’s forearm, “you beat up that Queen dino guy, right?”
“Yep,” Sanji replies, swiftly swapping the tray to his other hand. “Hey. This is for the other injured idiot.”
Luffy wrinkles his face into a pout. “You’re okay, though, right? I remember for a little bit you felt really upset. Not like, ‘oooh, Robin or Nami got hurt’ kinda upset—”
“Luffy,” Sanji groans, snapping his foot out to meet a rubber forearm.
“—sorry, I’m just hungry,” Luffy whines with an extra helping of patheticness and a big, wet look in his eyes that he’d picked up from Chopper. Sanji makes imploring eye contact with one of the kitchen staff who looks like she’s already braced for impact; she squares her shoulders and marches back into the kitchen. “But you’re okay, right?”
“Yeah,” Sanji says, shifting the tray out of reach again. “I’m okay.”
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Sanji throws his hips up and rolls them both, pinning Zoro to the floor before he can react.
“You stay there,” Sanji breathes. “Your wounds’ll reopen and Chopper will kill me. Let me do the work.”
“Are you done?” Zoro asks, his voice unimpressed, his palms pressed to Sanji’s thighs. When Sanji opens his mouth, Zoro cuts him off. “You get it, right? It doesn’t matter. None of it does. You’re back, and you’re /ours/.”
Everything recedes like a tide, primed to rush back in and sweep him away unprepared; Sanji takes a running leap for higher ground. He presses a palm to Zoro’s chest to keep him from meeting him halfway and leans down to kiss him, all hunger and no finesse.
“All of it matters,” Sanji mumbles breathlessly, senselessly, “it matters,” he says, “I’m here,” and Zoro swallows each word with a hum.
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Zoro’s not expecting to be summoned back to the palace while he's in the middle of his daily training, and he’s expecting even less to find not only his great uncle but also his grandmother waiting for him.
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22 Aug 2026
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Still, Nami’s not the only one among them who minds the cold, and the other person it tends to bother has far more sway when it comes to Zoro’s overall happiness. Sidling over as easily as the snow will allow, he lightly bumps the shoulder of the man walking beside him. “You good, Curls?”
“Hmm? What?” Having apparently been lost in his own little world, Sanji turns at the sound of Zoro’s voice. Blinking snow out of his eyelashes, he gazes up at the swordsman, his visible eyebrow rising in confusion. “Did you say something, Moss?”
Zoro snorts. “I asked if you were making out okay,” he says, shoving his gloved hands in the pockets of his coat. “I know you hate this kind of weather.”
Sanji shrugs sheepishly in response. “I mean, usually, yes,” he admits. “Mainly because it reminds of the North and, well, you know. However, surprisingly, I’m not having any trouble with this. Maybe Wano’s just an exception to the rule for me.”
“Oh yeah?” Zoro asks, his mouth curving upwards without his permission. “That’s interesting.”
His tone sees Sanji’s face morph into a scowl, and the cook thumps him heavily on the shoulder. “Don’t let it go to your head,” he says firmly. “The implication there was that I’m fond of Wano. I never said anything about you.”
“Eh, I’m reading between the lines,” Zoro replies with a grin.
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“I’m scared. Of Fifth Sector, of the school, of everything. That’s why I never rebelled after that one time i ignored the score order” Tenma mumbled looking at the ground, shoulders hunched up in discomfort
“It’s alright to be scared” Korosensei replied, softly, face showing the usual smile he was never able to take off. Tenma wondered if it was even a smile or just his face structure. “But sometimes you have to act even when you’re scared”
Tenma looked up at the teacher with distrustful eyes. “What do you mean?”
“I mean that I think you should fight for what you believe in,” Korosensei murmured. There was something soft about the man’s expression, and maybe it was helped by the gentle and patient tone he was using, but it was hard to determine exactly what was soft in a face that barely ever shifted besides in color “I’m sure you’ll make it work somehow”
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oooooorrrrrrrr Tenma went to Kunugigaoka for middle school and raimon for highschool and that somehow changes everything and nothing at once!(Updates once a month ^^)
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- Part 1 of Gok-Verse
Bookmarked by LyraMae
20 Aug 2026
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“What’s up with him?” Tsurugi asked. They hadn’t known each other for long and they had never been outright friendly toward each other, or at least, Tenma tried but Tsurugi never exchanged the same courtesy. But in the way he spoke Tenma recognized concern and care. Even if they were practically strangers the boy was still worried about Tenma’s condition.
“He has chronic pains,” Sangoku explained briefly. Tsurugi gasped with concern and he heard a few steps toward himself before he was interrupted “You should go change before Second half starts” the keeper said and, after a moment and a sight, there were light steps in the direction of the lockers.
“You should go home” Itona muttered to Tenma as he made sure the ice pack was placed by his back.
“You know I’m not going to leave in the middle of the match” Tenma argued softly “I might not be allowed to play but I’m going to cheer for the team once they win”
Once it was time for the team to go back on the field he felt a hand on his shoulder. He opened his eyes to find Shindou’s worried expression. “You think about resting, we’re going to win” He hesitated for a few seconds, seeming to think if he should say what he was thinking “If it gets worse and you can’t handle it go home, we’ll understand” Tenma smiled at the genuine concern from his teammates. He saw some other of his senpais nod in agreement with Shindou.
“Alright” he promised, knowing he wouldn’t leave the stadium unless he was on the verge of death “Make sure to win”
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Eventually once they were done they walked out of the room together. As soon as he stepped out of the room Tenma felt an ominous presence at his side. He didn’t get the time to react before he was trapped in a light headlock and he could mischievous cackles from behind him.
“I find you lacking Tenma-chan” Karma’s voice said as he gripped him in and gave him a rough noogie “You should have better situational awareness then this”
“Karmaaaa” Tenma whined, trying to push the other away from himself.
“Once a bully is always a bully” he heard Itona mutter from beside him.
“I suggest you let our teammate go,” Shindou warned, carefully, watching with concern at the arm tightened around Tenma’s neck. The brunette almost laughed, there were about zero chances that Shindou, or even all of raimon combined, would be able to beat Karma in a fight.
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Deathsong Cries by turkeyvultureinavest
Fandoms: How to Train Your Dragon (Movies), Rise of the Guardians (2012)
14 Jan 2024
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Jack doesn't understand his episodes, those little moments where he swears he catches a glimpse of another life. The in-between, stuck knowing no matter how many questions he might have that an answer will never come.
It's kind of hard to stay mad for long, though, when his boyfriend is off getting himself killed trying to dismantle a new dragon hunter group. He can't help but tag along.
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- Part 2 of Faithful Misadventures
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“Don’t bother.” Jack says, drowning out whatever polite blather is coming out of Johann’s mouth. He hops up to drift over their heads and down next to Johann. “He can’t see me.”
“Wait, what?” Snotlout sputters.
The twins cackle as Jack walks around Johann in tight circles, not even an inch from the man. Johann just quirks an eyebrow and looks at the riders, straight through Jack, asking if they were quite alright. Jack sneaks a glance at Ruff and Tuff before flicking his wrist. A gust of wind blows over the ship, sending Johann’s cloak right over his eyes. That sends the twins into a fit, Jack chuckling along with them.
Until one of Johann’s arms flails out to balance himself, going straight through Jack’s chest.
He stumbles back, wincing sharply at the feeling. Gods, he’s not used to that like he once was. He’s been spoiled, it seems.
The laughter around him gets sucked away with sharp breaths.
The dragons stiffen. Toothless’s eyes thin to slits, and he growls out in warning, taking a menacing step towards Johann.
Hiccup shoots his hand out towards the dragon. “Woah there, bud.” He calms, eyes darting over to Jack. He can see the worry flickering there.
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Jack drags himself up towards them, materializing over their heads.
He falls a few feet before the Wind catches him, panting hard as he clutches his staff, still glowing as the storm rages on below. The storm clouds stretch out, like a whole army docked right over the hunter’s island. Jack blinks away spots. He can feel as his ice slowly clutches their base in a vice grip, crackling.
He, uh. He may have overdone that a bit.
A hand grabs his shirt and drags him down into a chest. He blinks, breath slowly steadying as he leans into Hiccup’s hold.
“Are you alright?” Hiccup asks, tilting his head away to try and catch Jack’s eyes.
Jack looks up at him. He has those worry lines across his forehead, eyebrows furrowed. His nose is even scrunched up a bit. Jack smiles, sagging.
“I’m fine, plumdrop.” He murmurs. He unclenches his hand from his staff as the glow slowly fades. He shakes his head out a bit. “Just usually don’t push something that big out so quickly.”
Jack glances around him, looking over the rest of the riders. They surround Hiccup, leaning out of their saddles, worried faces looking him over. His eyes go wide, blinking at the reaction. Something in his cold heart thaws.