❝ [𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐈𝐏𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐎𝐑 𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐄... 𝐖𝐄'𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐌...𝐘-𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐄!] ❞ : ̗̀➛ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. after years of your older brothers receiving catastrophic injuries and the death of the brother you were closest to, to save your younger brothers, you decide to enter the race to finally absolve the mountains of debt your family had collected. except here's the kicker: you're afraid of almost everything, you can just barely ride a horse, and you've disguised yourself as a man. after meeting a former jockey and an asshole italian who act differently around you when you're out of your disguise, you try your best to keep your two identities completely separate for the sake of your fears. of course, getting proposed to by a british jockey who could see through the disguise with prehistoric senses and a nun who has also disguised herself as a man wouldn't help much. all you can hope now is that you can still get that money. #1 in steelballrun, 09.25.23 #1 in jojonokimyounabouken, 09.25.23 #1 in jjbaxreader, 04.28.23 #1 in jojosbizarreadventure, 12.11.23 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 © PLANXTAS ༊*·˚ 𝐣𝐣𝐛𝐚 © hirohiko araki ༊*·˚

❝[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐌𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃...? 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋, 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐖𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄...]❞ : ̗̀➛ 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐝. the island you may one day rule over is prospering without fail, filled with happy and healthy inhabitants. when you aren't busy doing royal business, your days are spent perusing the books in your library or training with your twin brother. living in your peace is what makes royal life so great. but of course, your stepmother is out to destroy that peace. after leaving skypeia island, luffy and his crew want nothing more than a break from all the fighting on the grand line. the next island looks like more than a nice vacation- a place with delectable food, breathtaking sights, and an absence of enemies anywhere in sight. plus, as far as they've heard, the royals on the island are incredibly welcoming to any visitors, especially the crown prince and princess. 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 © PLANXTAS ༊*·˚ 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 © eiichiro oda ༊*·˚