Your skills as a blacksmith have made you desirable to both the government and pirates. You know you have to leave this island if you want to escape your fate, but that doesn't make the choice of leaving any easier. Roronoa Zoro is intrigued by your skills as a blacksmith. Your work is like nothing he's ever seen before. Unfortunately, you're hot-headed and he's rude and you both definitely hate each other. *crossposting from AO3 & Tumblr*

❝[𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒, 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐖 𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒...]❞ : ̗̀➛ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞. being a marine was all you knew, it was all you could be. since the moment you carried justice on your back, any thought of being anything more- anything else- was gone. or at least that's what you thought, until the straw hats arrived at your marine base, looking worse for wear. you were born to be a marine. that much was true. but when you're finally given the chance to change that, you can't help but take it. and now, you're sailing off into the unknown, searching for your dream while supporting your captain's: to find the one piece and to become the king of the pirates. and maybe that's what you wanted all along... 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 © PLANXTAS ༊*·˚ 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 © eiichiro oda ༊*·˚

Family. If only it was something that was easy to obtain. Having lost your chosen family in Marineford and the Payback war, you fled onto an independent island in the New World. Never to be a pirate again. Never to lose anything again. To disappear among civilians. However, much to your dismay, you soon learnt that not everyone had forgotten about you. One family in particular hadn't. The Charlottes. A crew of brutal enemy pirates you would have rather avoided in your life if possible. Yet here you were, sitting in your room while you couldn't take your eyes of his, those dark magenta orbs. __________________________ "You are," he breathed quietly, the two of you locking eyes as you felt his gentle touch caress your cheek. He was so large, and you were so fragile in comparison and yet the only feeling that traversed your body when you felt his touch against your skin was...safety. ___________________________ Content warnings: Bad language, sexual content, angst, violence, forced relationships, survivor's guilt. One Piece belongs to Oda Story belongs to me Cover image is my own art and also belongs to me

YOU X Katakuri Your horrible parents finally found a way to get rid of you, they set you up in an arranged marriage with one of Big Mom's sons. You've dreamt of having an adventure, making friends and finding someone who loves you. You can't get your hopes up. There's a reason no one on your island liked you and who said being married to a Charlotte was going to be a fairytale? I don't own artwork or character from one piece, the story is mine ;)

In a fast attempt to save her own ass, (Y/n) becomes the personal chef for the boss and his handy men, sometimes able to accompany them on missions in return. Though, it begins to seem like la unita starts to grow a soft spot for this pretty little chef, though the latter is oblivious to their advances. juggling cooking, mafia work, and the burden of being cioccolatas amusement is not as easy as it seems, but (y/n) manages to make it look like a piece of cake! (i havent seen any la unita speciale x readers so here we are :/) -jjba is not mine, though the stand, plot, and any added characters are.- -cover art is also not mine #1 IN SECCO 12/11/2020

You are the best archeologist the Speedwagon Foundation has ever hired. But you know that your intelligence and capacity are not the attributes that keep you in this very important position in the company. And your salary? It's not enough to pay to fix your Cadillac. The last few months have been summed up in tracking eccentric phenomena of nature; as well as weekly receiving a batch of corpses hundreds of years old to analyze and deliver them to other departments of the Speedwagon Foundation. But the reasons for such an arduous and unique investment in research of Incorruptibility are still a mystery to you.

You're a brilliant woman, and there is no doubt about it. Your herbal skills make you the best healer a traveler can find. To others, your life is a mystery and you're nothing more than a selfless foreign witch with a thick accent and flashy clothes. There are also those who say that you're nothing but a charlatan When rumors about a transcontinental race with a huge reward reached your ears, you didn't hesitate and headed straight to the dusty lands of San Diego to offer your somewhat esoteric services to the runners and spectators.

❝ [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 ༊*·˚