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Whitebeard Pirates x Reader

Title: Do Things My Way
Setting: The Moby Dick
Time: Morning-Evening

Sobs filled the infirmary as Marco sweat buckets.

You were thrashing around on the bed.

Marco held you down, "Y/n-Yoi!" He exclaimed as you had a nightmare.

You bolted up, and looked at Marco, tears running down your cheeks as he wrapped his arms around you.

You clung to him, wrapping your legs around his waist as he picked you up.

"Its okay..." he mumbled, and layed his head on your shoulder, pressing a kiss to your shoulder.

You sniffled and shook against him.

It was two months until your birthday, and you had just gotten saved by the whitebeard pirates a few days ago.

Marco, was the only person who could be in the room with you, anyone else was strictly forbidden.

Whitebeard himself gave that order.

The man knew how Doflamingo had treated you, in harsh conditions, and used you like no other- a man of pure evil.

They had to save you.

Marco checked your weight when you calmed down, "you already gained a few pounds! Thats good Y/n-Yoi." He said softly, and picked you back up.

Taking care of you was exhausting, but it was worth it- to see that smile that spread across your face after he layed in bed with you, telling you it was alright.

A small smile made its way onto your face as he told you how good you had done.

"thanks, marco." You hummed, and cuddled against him, closing your eyes already.

He rubbed your back, and cuddled on the comfortable bed that was given.

You fell asleep when he was with you almost immediately.

......

One month before your birthday.

Marco was watching you and Ace exercise with whitebeards supervision.

Your muscles were starting to come in, and you couldn't see the ribs anymore, so you were happy. Marco was happy.

The whole crew was happy.

They lit up everytime you went to lunch, and they made sure you got full every meal.

Marco was glad they were so accepting of you, you actually seemed to feel at home.

It was a bit after lunch when you came in to weigh yourself, and screamed with delight.

Marco rushed in, and looked at you with a tired, but shocked expression.

You grinned, "I met the right weight, Marco!" You laughed, and jumped on him, burrying your face into the crook of his neck.

Marco carried you out to pops, and explained.

Whitebeard laughed, and you had a celebration that night.

.....

Today was your birthday.

You put on a bit of eyeliner, and slipped on something nice, fixing your hair to look presentable.

You looked in the mirror, and flexed an arm.

You were a bit muscular, but you liked that better than being skin and bones.

Hearing a knock on the door, Marco came in, smiling as he grabbed your hand, "You're stunning-yoi." He laughed, and picked you up, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

You flushed, "thanks, Marc." You hummed, and cupped his cheeks, kissing his forehead.

The half-lidded males eyes widened, and a small hue of pink overtook the look on his face, and broke out into a smile.

"Okay, close your eyes." He ordered as Ace put a blindfold on it.

They took you onto an island, where they had a watermelon set up- Doflamingo's face on the watermelon.

Ace undid the blindfold, and you gasped, little plants began blossoming under your feet as happiness entered your body.

Whitebeard handled you an axe, and you giddily looked at him, jumping up and down.

He pointed to the melon, and nodded.

"AHAH!" You exclaimed, and ran at the melon, splitting it in half.

You made sure to turn the watermelon into mush- and Marco made sure you stopped.

You turned around, and pulled Marco in for a kiss on the lips, wrapping your arms around his neck, the axe still in hand.

Marco made sure it didn't cut him- but he enjoyed the kiss nonetheless.

The whitebeard crowd cheered, and you were finally able to fully escape the flamingos clutches.

You made yourself into someone better, and did things the way you wanted to.

The crew admired your bravery.

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