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Sea Kings, Smart Mouths, and Stolen Hearts
A wandering scholar with the rare ability to read the Poneglyphs finds themselves entangled in the chaotic world of the Whitebeard Pirates.
PART 3 OF READER WHO CAN READ PONEGLYPH
whitebeard pirates x gn!reader ౨ৎ💗 ONE SHOT
main characters: Ace, Thatch, Izou, Marco
tags: fluff, sfw, harem, soft
a/n: this js me trying to write ffs, this is experimental and for fun only so expect this ffs cringe and oc
word count: 1.2k
masterlist | ko-fi
: 𓏲🐋 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖✩࿐࿔ 🌊
The Moby Dick was a floating temple of chaos.
You’d been on board for exactly three hours when you witnessed a fistfight over the last bottle of rum, a man juggling knives while drunk off his ass, and someone trying to arm-wrestle a literal sea king. And for some reason, every single one of them tried to rope you into it.
You were sitting on a barrel near the railing, minding your own damn business, when a piece of driftwood floated by — a small, smooth thing, carved with ancient script.
Your fingers twitched.
The words called to you. Whispered in a tongue long dead to the world. It was harmless, but old. You reached out, brushing your fingers over it, murmuring softly.
“Hey, what’re you doin’?”
You didn’t even flinch when the voice broke your concentration. You finished reading the last word before looking up. A man stood there, grin too big for his face, hair looks like bread, scar on side of his eye. He's sun-browned and scarred, and a bottle swung lazily in his hand.
“Talking to wood,” you said dryly.
He barked out a laugh. “Name’s Thatch. I like you already.”
“Is it because I didn’t scream?”
“Nope. It’s ‘cause you look like you’re about to either murder someone or seduce ‘em. That’s a rare vibe to pull off.”
You quirked a brow but said nothing. Thatch clapped you on the back anyway, nearly sending you overboard.
“C’mon,” he said. “You can sulk better at the fire.”
Dinner on the Moby Dick was less of a meal and more of a battle royale.
Men shouted, meat sizzled over open flames, and ale flowed like water. You sat at the edge of it, quietly nursing a cup of something that tasted like regret and old socks.
A man with fiery freckles and a grin to match dropped into the seat beside you. He immediately reached for your drink.
You grabbed his wrist without looking.
“Mine.”
He blinked, then grinned wider. “Name’s Ace. You’re the new one, huh?”
“No,” you deadpanned. “I’m the old one. I’ve just been invisible this whole time.”
Ace snorted. “Smartass.”
Thatch appeared behind him, slinging an arm around both your shoulders. “Told you, Ace — they’re my favorite.”
You were already plotting his demise.
It didn’t take long for the others to circle.
A man with long, flowing hair and sharp eyes introduced himself as Izou. He looked you up and down like you were a puzzle with missing pieces.
“You’re strange,” he said, not unkindly.
“Thanks.”
“I like strange.”
You raised your cup in salute.
And then there was Marco.
He didn’t say anything at first. Just watched you from across the fire, golden eyes flickering like dying embers. When he finally approached, you were standing alone on the deck, staring up at a sky so thick with stars it made your teeth ache.
“You’re not like them,” Marco said quietly.
“Observant.”
He smirked. “What’s your deal?”
You hesitated. But the truth felt easier here, in the dark.
“I read things,” you said. “Things I shouldn’t be able to. Ancient things.”
“Poneglyphs.”
You stiffened, and Marco’s smirk turned sharp.
“Relax,” he murmured. “Your secret’s safe. Pops wouldn’t give a damn. Most of us wouldn’t either.”
You eyed him. “And you?”
“I find it interesting.”
You snorted. “You would.”
His laugh was soft. “Smartmouth.”
The next day, some poor idiots tried to attack the Moby Dick.
They came in hot — four ships bristling with cannons and swords, foaming at the mouth about bounties and revenge. You barely blinked.
The crew went feral.
Ace leapt into the fray with fire on his heels, Thatch laughing as he tossed knives with deadly precision. Izou shot a man out of mid-air, unfazed as blood misted the deck.
One fool broke through the chaos and made a beeline for you.
“Oi, scholar!” he sneered. “You’re worth a fortune!”
You sighed.
Raising a hand, you spoke a word older than kingdoms, and the man’s sword crumbled to dust in his grip.
He paled.
You spoke again, and the air around him shimmered — his boots turned to brittle stone, cracking beneath him. The third word sent him flying backward with a force that shattered the nearest mast.
The crew went dead silent.
Ace let out a long, low whistle. “Yo.”
“Did you see that?” Thatch yelped. “That was badass.”
Izou eyed you like you’d just turned into his favorite thing.
Marco, perched on the highest beam, grinned.
“Not helpless, then.”
You rolled your eyes. “Hardly.”
After that, you became a sort of legend.
The scholar who spoke to stones and made enemies vanish with a word. The one even sea kings gave a wide berth.
And the harem started forming before you could stop it.
Thatch started bringing you food, drinks, and increasingly ridiculous trinkets (“This is a seashell shaped like a butt, you’re welcome.”).
Ace followed you everywhere. Literally everywhere. You once found him outside the bathroom.
“What,” you demanded.
He shrugged. “Felt like it.”
"tsk."
Izou taught you how to braid hair. His hands were surprisingly gentle for a man who could blow your head off without blinking.
And Marco? He made it worse.
Sitting beside you at night, speaking of things he shouldn’t remember. Old places, lost names. His hand brushing yours when no one was looking.
You should’ve run.
You didn’t.
And the comedy never stopped.
Like the time Ace tried to fight a giant crab to impress you and got pinched in a place no man should ever get pinched.
Or when Thatch bet you couldn’t outdrink him and passed out three shots in, leaving you to doodle a mustache on his face.
Or when Izou declared you’d look better in one of his kimonos and actually wrestled you into one. (It did look good. You never admitted it.)
Even Marco wasn’t safe. You caught him napping once, a seagull perched on his head. You didn’t tell him. You let it happen.
Then came the Poneglyph.
Buried in the heart of a ruined island, half-sunken beneath the sea. You felt it before you saw it — an ache in your chest, a pulse beneath your skin.
The crew followed you in.
“This place gives me the creeps,” Thatch muttered.
“Maybe ‘cause it’s cursed,” Ace said, poking a skull.
“Both of you shut up,” Izou hissed.
You found the slab in the heart of the ruin. Black stone, ancient words glowing faintly. It sang to you.
And like an idiot, you answered.
You spoke the words.
Power thrummed through the ground, the air, your bones. The sea roared. The sky cracked.
The world shifted.
When you opened your eyes, you were on your knees. Marco was crouched beside you, worry in his gaze.
“You okay?” he asked.
You nodded, breathless. “Yeah.”
“What did it say?”
You hesitated. “War’s coming.”
His jaw tightened.
But then Ace clapped you on the back, nearly toppling you. “If anyone’s startin’ a war with you on our side, they’re screwed.”
Thatch grinned. “Dibs on being your right-hand man.”
Izou smirked. “I call left.”
Marco chuckled. “I’ll be wherever you need me.”
You sighed. “You’re all idiots.”
But you didn’t feel alone anymore.
That night, on the deck beneath a sky bleeding silver, Marco sat beside you.
“You belong here, y’know,” he said quietly.
You didn’t answer.
“Not just as some scholar. As one of us.”
You stared at the sea. “Even if I’m dangerous?”
He shrugged. “So are we.”
He touched your hand, fingers curling around yours.
“Besides,” Marco added, a grin tugging at his lips, “you still owe me a drink.”
You smiled.
For the first time in years, it felt easy.
“Deal.”
What can I say? Am sucker for soft stuff like that.
soft narilambb for the soul...
Muffled
On a wall so paper thin it’s visible, I see
Clobber sounds I imagine comes when people walk, their footsteps heavy or soft depending on the pits of rain,
Trees fluttering, the sounds of crackles coming in faint rumbles,
Like the grass beneath but perhaps the feeling or warmth and softness is more apparent than whatever things I hear from it.
.
The sound-out groans, it moans in whistles,
Reminding me that things I described are things
I cannot hear behind where I am.
.
Yet I can imagine the echos the wind makes
When people walk, the thud and clobber the sounds of their shoes would make
The pitter-patter of rain, distinct
Sound of the sharp stream a car going past, motors screeching I fell more in
Curses rather than calm.
.
On a wall so paper-thin it’s visible, I hear and
Think, pictures aboard,
The muffled sounds of what a wind would speak
Look at this good boy I have made!
He is a noodle and I love him
"𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘰, 𝘐𝘻𝘢𝘯𝘢, 𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘌𝘮𝘮𝘢"
"𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘛𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘏𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘕𝘢𝘰𝘵𝘰"
"𝘌𝘮𝘮𝘢, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦, 𝘐 𝘷𝘰𝘸. 𝘕𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘚𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘞𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳… 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺. 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴."
"𝘛𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦. 𝘈𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘐’𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬, 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦"
Hawk X Reader
Warnings: Bullying!
Protector
Being the daughter of Johnny Lawrence was great, he taught you karate when he got back into it. He was there for you and always tried to make you happy.
He tried with Robby too but Robby never gave him the time of the day. You had a group of friends including Miguel, Hawk, Aisha, and Tory. Hawk, well Eli- you always had a big crush on him even before he became Hawk but you were always scared to talk to him in fear of being turned down.
Now back to Robby, you to didn't get along as well as you'd liked. I mean you both weren't to different from each other, you both had that sneaky side but also both cared for those you loved.
Anyways it was a boring normal school day, Tory being your girl best friend along with Aisha were both in different periods so you we're quite bored for first period.
After first period it was second, which was Physics which you had with both Hawk and Miguel and you also happened to sit next to them both.
"Hey guys" You hummed contently as you took a seat in the middle of Miguel and Hawk.
"Hey Y/n" Hawk smirks, as always.
Miguel smiles and nods his head, you could tell he was going through something but didn't quite know.
"I just feel like garbage" Miguel says sadly.
"Come on dude it was just a mistake, plus you could have anyone you wanted? Why go after Sam who's still in a dispute with Robby anyways" Hawk asks smugly.
"Wait what did I miss?" You question.
"Daiz over here kissed Tory when he still has feelings for Sam even though he's single?" Hawk states as if it's the most easiest thing in the world.
You nod slightly and turn to Miguel, knowing he probably needed advice right now "Hey Miguel, just go with your heart okay? Ask yourself who you truly love and want to be with, ask yourself who makes that spark rise and stay in your life" You smile slightly, proud of your advice.
Miguel smiles widely "thank you Y/n really" He mumbles gratefully.
"Of course Miguel" You smile.
"I guess I should be asking who you're in love with Y/n" Hawk jokes, as you knew so much about this kind of advice.
Your whole body freezes, your heart rate picks up, as your cheeks redden. Hawk notices this and smirks "who's little Y/n crushing on?" He giggles as he nudges your shoulder.
You simultaneously melt at his cute giggle- he has never giggled before and it showed as his face straightens immediately catching himself off guard.
"No one but myself" You say smugly, dissing the question as you finally came back to reality.
Hawk nods his head sarcastically "mhm yeah like we believe that" he states.
Lunch time rolled around moments later which you were thankful of, as you and Hawk started walking towards the lunchroom Kyler decided on getting in some trouble as he walks in front of you and shoves you making you stumble back.
"S*ut" He snickers.
Hawks face turns into an angered on as he walks in front of Kyler "you wanna try that again" hawk grits his teeth together, gripping his fists.
Kyler smirks "what are you gonna do lip? Nothing because you're still just wimp" Kyler fake cry's as he laughs.
Hawks demeanor changes for a second to a defeated look, you wouldn't let that happen. You would not let Kyler make a fool of you nor Eli.
You quickly step in between them, staring Kyler down "you know being a d*ck isn't going to make yours any bigger" You spit out.
Kyler stops laughing as you stare him down, almost eye strangling him. His eyes widen and he turns and runs away "f*cker" You mumble.
Hawk smirks, impressed but also great duo that you stepped in "that was bada** L/n" he say chuckling.
"Yeah well he was hurting someone I lov- ven joy around. Yep someone I enjoy around" You curse yourself at that reckless move.
"Weirdo" He jokes playfully with a chuckle as he nudges your shoulder.
"Oh? I'll show you a weirdo" You say starting to run after him, his eyes widen and he starts running but quickly trips over air???
You bust out laughing as you trip causing you to gasp as you fall on his lap, straddling him though you continue to laugh.
"How- do- you- you trip over air?" You question in between breaths of laughter.
You don't hear anything coming from hawk so your laughter dies down as your cheeks heat up in embarrassment. You look down to see him staring up at you with heart eyes causing you to smile bashfully.
"What?" You barely get out.
He moves a piece of hair behind your ear, "you're beautiful" he states, continuing to maintain eye contact.
Your heart races as he flips you over, just then you realize your on the dirty school floor but then again it doesn't seem to matter as he connects his lips with yours ever so lightly just incase you push him away.
But you don't, instead you bring him closer by placing a hand on his cheek lovingly. A few moments later he pulls away to look you in your eyes.
"Y/n I need to be honest with you, I've always been in love with you even before I became Hawk" He says bashfully avoiding your eyes now.
You grab his cheeks with both of your hands and connect your lips back together in a firm, passionate, lingering kiss.
"I love you too Eli" You mumble against his lips before pulling away breathlessly.
"Would you like to be my girlfriend?" He asks looking up at you with hope in his eyes causing you to smile widely.
"Of course!" You grin.
"But we should probably get off of the school floor.... in the middle of the hallway" You raise your eyes suggestively.
"Oh- OH yeah yeah I agree" Eli says getting up before offering his hand to you helping you up.
"Let's go princess..."
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This was requested from Wattpad!
Eli/Hawk X Reader
Warnings: Soft Hawk! Insecurities, and praising!
Blinding Beauty
You really didn't see it, you didn't see the beauty Hawk saw in you. He always told you you looked stunning, beautiful, pretty and all of the above and he meant every word.
You always saw yourself as chubby, but in reality you had all the curves in the right places that girls would kill to have. Sure you have a little bit of meat on your stomach but that ensures that your healthy and living.
Hawk loved you thickness, or chubbiness as you'd like to say. You were never really insecure just sometimes wanted to do better for yourself. But you're healthy, active, and living and to Eli that's all that matters.
I mean sure you've had your moments where you've been really insecure but Eli's always been there for you and your confidence was kind of on a scale, one minute it would be high rising and declining.
Everyone constantly told you how beautiful you were, but you always dissed it most times. Today you were with Eli, or Hawk your lovely boyfriend.
Most people didn't understand or know Eli that good, you were with him since he was the shy Eli and you stuck with him through his pretty much stubborn and mean facade because you loved him and he never once lauded his hands on you in the wrong way or yelled at you.
Fights with Hawk weren't what you might think, every time you would fight neither one of you would raise your voice above a pitch or put your hands on each other.
You both worked your differences out by calmly talking to each other with respect, sure there would be some times you would both be over heated but you would calm each other down after words and dealt with it with the help of each other.
Which brings you back to today, you were laying on Eli's bed cuddling his blue blanket as he got slipped on some clothes for karate practice.
"What time do you want me to pick you up?" You question softly as Eli finishes tugging his shirt on, walking towards your bed.
He walks over to the bed and jumps on top of it, his hair that he had yet to put up bouncing as he landed next to you. He sighs as he rests his head on his palm, gazing up at you.
He thinks for a minute before scooting closer to you and resting his head on your chest, holding your waist. "How about you come watch me? I’m sure Sensei Lawrence wouldn’t mind- maybe you could join cobra Kai too?" He asks cheekily at the end.
You rest you chin on his head lovingly, "okay I’ll go watch you- but I don’t know about joining just yet" You reply smiling.
Eli lifts his head up "that’s good enough for me!" He exclaims happily as he presses a quick kiss to your lips, giving you time to kiss back before rushing over to his mirror with gel products.
"You can wear one of my shirts so everyone will know you’re mine" He smirks lightly causing you to chuckle.
"Hmm okay" You smile hugging the comforter more, closing your eyes.
Eli walks over gently grabbing the cover and tugging it off of you, "come on get ready babe" he encourages tugging on your hands pulling you up.
"Fine fine" You smile getting up and going into Eli’s closet to pick out a shirt.
You pick out one of your favorite red shirts of Eli’s as you walk back out and into the bathroom closing the door "You’re going to look beautiful as always!" He smiles as he continues to work on his hair.
You smile slightly as you look in the mirror in front of you, slightly tugging off your shirt you fold it and put it to the side, your gaze reaches the mirror.
You didn’t know what to feel, I mean this was one of those times where you didn’t feel satisfied with you body and truth be told sometimes you didn’t know how it made you feel.
One minute you could be smiling your beautiful smile, and looking at yourself in the mirror with full confidence and sometimes you would smile your still beautiful smile but look in the mirror and not know what happened to that confidence.
It was honestly confusing to yourself, Eli never knew how you felt. You never showed the feelings to him and you did pretty good with hiding it.
Eli constantly told you how beautiful you were and it made you feel great, but sometimes it wouldn’t do anything except make you smile but wouldn’t bring up your confidence.
Eli noticed you were taking a little while longer than usual when changing, so he knocked on the door. "Yes?" You reply turning your head towards the door.
"Are you okay baby?" He questions worriedly.
"I’m okay Eli" You reply, but it doesn’t convince him.
"Alright well I’m coming in" He lets you know as he opens the door.
You didn’t have anytime to protest or put his shirt on, before he had done seen you. He noticed the look in your eyes when he did get a glimpse.
He walked over to you and wraps his arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder looking at you through the mirror.
"What is it love?" He questions, rocking you both back and forth.
"I just- don’t know how to feel- when looking at myself- I don’t like what I see" You say, feeling the relief wash over you when you’ve now admitted to Eli.
It felt like you were keeping a secret from him and you didn’t like secrets nor keeping them from anyone.
"Y/n you’re beautiful, I look at you and all I can see is beauty that you’re just.. blinded to-" He says softly before speaking again "-I mean look at you-" he pulls your body closer into his "-this is beauty, you blind me with your beauty everyday and I don’t even know how or what I did to get so lucky to have you" Eli finish’s, now turning you to face him.
"Baby I’m so lucky to have been blessed with you" He continues, now making you feel emotional.
"I love you Eli" You say feeling your eyes prickle with little tears as you press a kiss to his lips before pulling away and hugging him tightly.
"Come on, let’s go cuddle" He reply’s before putting his hands under your legs and one on your back before picking you up bridal style with no struggle at all as he gently placed you on the bed before getting in as well and cuddling you into his chest.
You lay in that position for a while until Eli gently place you on your back and places kisses down your neck and to your stomach leaving loving kisses everywhere he could without going to far.
"Beautiful..." He praises as he presses another kiss onto your stomach before leaning down and laying his head on your stomach, running his hands around your waist causing goosebumps to rise.
You feel your heart burst with warmth until you suddenly remember where you were supposed to be going "What about practice today?" You question, as you look over at the time seeing it was now passed 3:00 o’clock.
"It can wait, you are more important to me"
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This was requested by @multi-simp-page I hope you enjoyed! Just a reminder that you are all beautiful 🤩
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