(one piece various x reader)
Isekai reader!
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(y/n) some how whines up in one piece
Now she gotta deal with it.
world changing adventures and heart break?
what could go wrong!
wealth. Fame. Power. The man who had everything in this world... The Pirate King, Gold Roger. The great treasure he left behind, One Piece has opened the curtain on a grand era! It is a time when eager pirates set sail, battle, and become great! The Great Age of Pirates! Words he spoke drove countless men out to sea. And so men set sights on the Grand Line, in pursuit of their dreams. The world has truly entered a Great Pirate Era!
The young girl stood frozen, a small hiccup escaping her as the breath she'd been holding broke free. Books slipped from her grasp and hit the ground with a loud thud, echoing through the quiet library. She stood still, her wide eyes locked onto the tall figure in front of her. It felt like an eternity passed in their silent stare before a bright smile tugged at her lips.
"CROCY!" she shouted, breaking the tension as she sprinted toward the man, jumping into his arms without hesitation.
**(Y/N)'s POV:**
Memories flooded my mind—the time I first met the Warlords, the way I made poor Fujitora worry. And all the other times we spent together. From makeovers and girls' trips with Hancock to "kidnapped" vacations on Mihawk's island and naps with Kuma. There was even that one time Doffy ran away from the Admirals with me on his shoulders. So many adventures. It was so much fun!
Crocodile's strong arms wrapped around me, pulling me from my thoughts. "Hello to you too, Miss (Y/N)," he said, his deep voice filled with rare warmth.
"I missed you, Crocy! What are you doing here?" I smiled up at him, now comfortably sitting on his lap, cradled in his arms.
He chuckled softly, a sound that only a few ever got to hear. "Just sight-seeing. Nothing for that little head of yours to worry about," he said, brushing a stray lock of hair from my face with his finger.
"I wasn't worried! I know you're the strongest Croc there is!" I giggled.
"And what are you doing here, little miss? Run away from big ol' Blindy again?" he teased, reaching for a cup of tea beside him.
"Nope! He's out front. I'm just picking out some books!" I said, grabbing the tea from him and taking a sip, feeling very proud of myself.
Crocodile raised an eyebrow, smirking as he took the cup back. "You know, stealing's not a good habit for a little girl—especially from a Warlord like myself." With a flick of his hand, sand swirled around us, lifting the fallen books from the floor. "What kind of books are we interested in today?" he asked, examining the floating stack of books carefully before placing them all down—except for one.
