One Piece x Reader (+ Headcanons)

The Loneliest King | Dracule Mihawk x Reader

Hello!~ Glad to see you all! As promised (and late), here is your lovely Dracule Mihawk. Before reading, please read over the CW! I appreciate you, enjoy!

❗CW: Blood (rare food + consumption/drinking), Vampires, Mentioning of the Ocean (depth), Slight Fluff, Pet names (princess/prince), G/N Reader

word count: 2,440

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You were a castaway. Afloat on a thick piece of wood in the middle of the ocean. The hot sun only seemed to cook you more and more as you drifted endlessly. You were dehydrated, wheezing. This was how it all ended. No one will know about your death, you will sink into the endless brine until your lifeless body hit the seafloor. Waiting for a lurking beast to come and devour you.

Alas, you didn't need to worry about that. As the sun started to set, it graciously tugged for the moon to follow. The cool air became still, something didn't seem right. Your mind was too hazy from the scorching sun to fully comprehend what was happening. An odd-shaped boat slowly crept up to your side. The large figure sat aloof in the brilliant maroon chair. The waxing crescent gave the chair's gold accent a little bit of shine. The figure's gleaming eyes scanned your corpse. Swiftly, he lifted you out of the water and placed you on the deck gently.

After what seemed like forever, you opened your eyes. The room you woke up in didn't seem familiar. This wasn't yours, none of it was. Where are you? You sat up and held your head, slightly flenching at your sore muscle and nearly sunburned skin. This was agony. Everything was slowly coming too, you let out a deep breath.

"...Where the hell am I?" You mumbled, not expecting an answer as you look to your side. Being met with two large, golden eyes nearly stopped your heart.

"You are in my home, castaway.." Said a regal voice. The figure walked closer to you, his form coming into view by the candlelight. "You were drifting close to my island, I just so happened to bump into you while I was sailing. That was a week ago..." He spoke his voice almost like velvet.

You sat there in awe, not knowing whether to be terrified or to be slightly embarrassed. He was attractive, but he was menacing and didn't seem to know it. You didn't know this man, but his eyes. Those eyes. You've heard the rumors about a certain warlord with piercing, golden-ringed eyes. This was him, this was that man What was his name again?

You cleared your throat as he walked around your bed, picking up the small bowl on the bedside table. "If you're hungry...I'll be making dinner soon. I don't expect you to come to the dining hall to eat, but if you do. Don't hurt yourself trying." He sets the bowl on a silver tray. "I would prefer a quiet dinner, not a noisy one." The man spoke under his breath.

Your eyes followed him, before he closed the door you opened your mouth. "Wait! What's your name!" The man stopped in his tracks and looked back at you. Even in the dim light, his eyes still managed to glow. "If you manage to make it down to the dining hall, I'll answer any questions you might have. I'll hopefully see you soon." He spoke, and a soft chuckle bubbled in his chest.

Once the door closed, you looked from the door to the large, wooden clock in the corner. Carefully, you got up from your spot and walked to the door. Your eyes were caught by something, you narrowed them and blinked. A stack of neatly folded clothes was placed on the desk. You tilted your head and made your way over to them, gently picking them up and analyzing them. It was a simple silk nightgown. The laced bottle swayed against the floor, as well as a pair of bloomers. You looked at the bloomers and picked them up, "What the hell..?" You mumbled. "These look itchy as hell!" You shake your head and quickly got dressed, then gingerly made your way down the hall.