Zarina

𝔰𝔞𝔫𝔧𝔦

໒꒱ nearly dies.

໒꒱ "AN ANGEL...! I'VE BEEN BLESSED!!"

໒꒱ nosebleed. dramatic tears. hearts floating everywhere.

໒꒱ genuinely believes heaven personally sent you.

໒꒱ your wings are sacred to him.

໒꒱ he refuses to touch them until you explicitly tell him it's okay.

໒꒱ once you do... he handles every feather like it's made of crystal.

໒꒱ wing cleaning days become luxurious spa days.

໒꒱ warm water. expensive oils. soft brushes. homemade conditioners.

໒꒱ fluffy towels warmed by the stove.

໒꒱ he'll spend literal hours grooming every feather.

໒꒱ "my love deserves only perfection."

໒꒱ kisses the base of your wings because he knows that's where they're hardest to clean.

໒꒱ if your wings molt...

໒꒱ he carefully collects the fallen feathers and keeps them.

໒꒱ absolutely refuses to throw them away.

໒꒱ "they're precious..."

໒꒱ if anyone dirties your wings...

໒꒱ he'll take it personally and ifrit jambe them outta this world.

𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔣𝔞𝔩𝔤𝔞𝔯 𝔩𝔞𝔴

໒꒱ congratulations, you're his new fixation.

໒꒱ immediately wants to know how they work.

໒꒱ "interesting." "do the bones extend from your scapula?" "can you feel every feather individually?"

໒꒱ apparently you're now also the subject of thirty medical questions.

໒꒱ but only because he's fascinated.

໒꒱ absolutely thinks they're beautiful.

໒꒱ he'd just never admit it so directly.

໒꒱ if your wings ache..

໒꒱ he's already examining them.

໒꒱ "hold still."

໒꒱ cleaning them is surprisingly intimate.

໒꒱ law is incredibly thorough. i mean, he's a surgeon after all.

໒꒱ checks for broken feathers.

໒꒱ irritated skin. muscle strain. parasites.

໒꒱ literally everything.

໒꒱ he'll even massage where your wings connect to your back because he knows carrying that weight hurts.

໒꒱ his fingers are warm. surprisingly gentle.

໒꒱ he enjoys running his hands through your feathers while reading.

໒꒱ it's absentminded.

໒꒱ he doesn't even realize he's doing it anymore.

໒꒱ your wings become his stress relief.

໒꒱ you'll catch him resting his face against them after difficult days, sniffing them..

𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔨𝔢𝔶 𝔡. 𝔩𝔲𝔣𝔣𝔶

໒꒱ the first time he saw your wings, his eyes practically became stars.

໒꒱ "WHOA!! YOU CAN FLY?!"

໒꒱ that was the first thing out of his mouth.

໒꒱ asks approximately a million questions every single day.

໒꒱ "do they get tired?" "can i sleep under them?" "if you flap really hard, can i go wheeeee?"

໒꒱ yes, he absolutely thinks they're the coolest thing ever.

໒꒱ your halo? he tried poking it. then tried balancing meat on top of it. neither ended well.

໒꒱ he learns very quickly that your wings are sensitive after hugging them a little too enthusiastically and making you squeak.

໒꒱ immediately apologizes, then spends the next hour petting them as gently as possible because he feels bad.

໒꒱ your wings become his favorite blanket.

໒꒱ after a long day, he'll simply crawl beside you and disappear beneath one of them.

໒꒱ "it's warm..."

໒꒱ helping you clean them turns into a game.

໒꒱ he'll happily fetch water, soap, towels, and every feather that floats away becomes "treasure."

໒꒱ he isn't the neatest helper, but he's trying so hard..

໒꒱ he's incredibly touchy.

໒꒱ not in a weird way.

໒꒱ if you're sitting together, one hand is absentmindedly running through your feathers.

໒꒱ when you're upset, he'll wrap himself around you and stroke your wings because he noticed it calms you down.

𝔯𝔬𝔯𝔬𝔫𝔬𝔞 𝔷𝔬𝔯𝔬

໒꒱ thought your wings were another weapon at first.

໒꒱ "...those could break someone's neck."

໒꒱ somehow, that's a compliment.

໒꒱ definitely finds them beautiful, but doesn't say it often. instead:

໒꒱ "...they suit you."

໒꒱ he's surprisingly respectful.

໒꒱ never touches them without asking first.

໒꒱ the first time you let him, he freezes for a second because they're softer than he imagined.

໒꒱ "...didn't expect that."

໒꒱ helping clean them becomes one of your quiet routines.

໒꒱ he sits behind you with a bucket and cloth while you tell him stories.

໒꒱ he's meticulous.

໒꒱ every feather gets checked.

໒꒱ if he notices damaged feathers, he'll carefully smooth them back into place with rough, calloused fingers.

໒꒱ secretly enjoys brushing them. it's calming.

໒꒱ if someone tries grabbing your wings without permission...

໒꒱ good luck.

໒꒱ they now have three swords pointed at them.

໒꒱ during naps, one of your wings somehow always ends up draped over him.

໒꒱ he'll pretend to complain.

໒꒱ though, he never moves it.

𝔠𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔨𝔬𝔟𝔶

໒꒱ poor guy forgets how to speak.

໒꒱ "...a-an...a-a-angel..."

໒꒱ he's blushing so hard he might pass out.

໒꒱ spends weeks wondering if it's rude to look.

໒꒱ finally asks,

໒꒱ "...may i... u-um...see your wings...closer..?"

໒꒱ the first time you let him touch them, he's so gentle he's barely making contact.

໒꒱ "is this.. okay?"

໒꒱ constantly checking if he's hurting you.

໒꒱ researches bird grooming because he wants to help properly.

໒꒱ he literally studies wing anatomy.

໒꒱ buys soft brushes specifically for you.

໒꒱ cleaning your wings becomes a weekly ritual.

໒꒱ he'll hum quietly while brushing them.

໒꒱ somehow every feather ends up perfectly aligned.

໒꒱ your halo fascinates him.

໒꒱ he catches himself staring.

໒꒱ immediately apologizes.

໒꒱ if you're exhausted after flying...

໒꒱ he'll carry you instead.

໒꒱ "you've done enough today."

𝔡𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔲𝔩𝔢 𝔪𝔦𝔥𝔞𝔴𝔨

໒꒱ the first time he sees your wings, his expression barely changes.

໒꒱ "...how unusual."

໒꒱ that's it.

໒꒱ but later, when you're not looking, his golden eyes linger just a little longer.

໒꒱ he finds them breathtaking.

໒꒱ he simply isn't the type to gush over them.

໒꒱ your halo amuses him more than he'd ever admit. once, a ray of sunlight caught it just right, and he quietly remarked,

໒꒱ "...it suits you."

໒꒱ you think about that compliment for the next three weeks. he understands immediately that your wings aren't decorations.

໒꒱ they're part of you.

໒꒱ so he never, EVER touches them without permission.

໒꒱ if someone else reaches for them uninvited...

໒꒱ they receive a look so cold their hand mysteriously changes direction.

໒꒱ when you finally tell him it's okay...

໒꒱ his fingertips barely graze the feathers.

໒꒱ slow. careful. almost reverent.

໒꒱ "...remarkably soft."

໒꒱ that's the closest thing to awe you'll ever hear from him.

໒꒱ cleaning your wings becomes a peaceful ritual at his estate.

໒꒱ it's usually done in silence.

໒꒱ the windows are open. birdsong drifts through the room.

໒꒱ neither of you feels the need to fill the quiet.

໒꒱ he'd prepare everything before you even ask.

໒꒱ warm water. clean cloths. soft brushes. oils to keep the feathers healthy.

໒꒱ everything laid out with perfect precision.

໒꒱ mihawk is incredibly patient.

໒꒱ he'll inspect each feather one by one.

໒꒱ smoothing bent ones back into place.

໒꒱ removing dirt you couldn't reach yourself.

໒꒱ if he finds a damaged feather, he'll handle it with astonishing care.

໒꒱ "this one will need time." "don't pull it."

໒꒱ the base of your wings is always the hardest place to reach.

໒꒱ without a word, he'll move behind you and clean them himself.

໒꒱ his touch is steady. gentle. almost soothing.

໒꒱ every movement feels deliberate.

໒꒱ after long flights, he'll notice your shoulders are tense before you say anything.

໒꒱ he'll simply stand behind you, resting warm hands where your wings meet your back.

໒꒱ "relax."

໒꒱ his massages are slow, firm, and somehow melt away every ache.

໒꒱ he's surprisingly fond of preening your wings. not because they need it.

໒꒱ because it's calming.

໒꒱ he'll often do it while the two of you sit on the castle balcony during sunset, wine in one hand, brush in the other.

໒꒱ if you molt... he quietly gathers the fallen feathers instead of sweeping them away.

໒꒱ one day, you discover several pristine white feathers pressed between the pages of one of his books.

໒꒱ when you ask why...

໒꒱ "they were beautiful."

໒꒱ and that is the entire explanation.

໒꒱ he's not outwardly affectionate.

໒꒱ but when the castle is quiet and no one is around...

໒꒱ you'll occasionally feel him resting his forehead against one of your folded wings while reading.

໒꒱ he never comments on it.

໒꒱ neither do you.

໒꒱ if you wrap your wings around him during a chilly evening...

໒꒱ he pretends to continue reading.

໒꒱ he doesn't ask you to move. doesn't even glance up.

໒꒱ but his hand eventually slips beneath the feathers, absentmindedly stroking them while turning the page with the other.

໒꒱ the first time you fall asleep with your wings draped over him, he remains completely still for hours.

໒꒱ not because he has to.

໒꒱ because waking you simply isn't worth it.

໒꒱ if anyone ever injured your wings...

໒꒱ they would quickly learn why the world calls him the strongest swordsman.

໒꒱ he wouldn't raise his voice. he wouldn't threaten them.

໒꒱ they'd understand the moment yoru left its sheath.

𝔨𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔯

໒꒱ smiles beneath his mask the moment he sees them.

໒꒱ they're beautiful.

໒꒱ he doesn't need to say it aloud.

໒꒱ you can tell.

໒꒱ asks before touching them.

໒꒱ always.

໒꒱ his rough, calloused hands are naturally gentle despite how intimidating he looks.

໒꒱ helping clean your wings quickly becomes "your thing."

໒꒱ he'll sit behind you in comfortable silence.

໒꒱ brushing each feather slowly.

໒꒱ occasionally asking,

໒꒱ "this spot okay?"

໒꒱ he learns exactly how much pressure you like.

໒꒱ somehow gives the best wing massages.

໒꒱ especially near the joints where your muscles get sore.

໒꒱ if your wings are too large to reach properly...

໒꒱ he'll happily do all the difficult spots without complaint.

໒꒱ loves when you wrap your wings around both of you.

໒꒱ it's the safest place in the world to him.

໒꒱ sometimes, you'll feel him absentmindedly tracing patterns through your feathers while you're talking.

໒꒱ if you start shedding feathers...

໒꒱ he quietly gathers the prettiest ones and tucks them into a small box.

໒꒱ not because they're magical.

໒꒱ bcause they're yours.

໒꒱ if anyone grabs or pulls your wings without permission...

໒꒱ they won't make that mistake twice.

໒꒱ killer is calm by nature.

໒꒱ but the protective look in his eyes under that adorable mask is enough to send most people walking away.

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🍖 When he noticed you crying, he immediately stopped. Luffy forgets what the fight was about and is immediately concerned for you. He’ll apologize as he tries to calm you down.

🍖 For the next few days, he’ll be more mindful. He won’t be as loud or rash, just be around you. He’ll try to cheer you up by goofing around or make you laugh by telling a few jokes. He’ll share his food with you if that’s what it takes to make you fully forgive him.

🍖 When you finally do, he’ll be so relieved. He’ll immediately become happy again and cling to you (if you allow it) and he’ll promise to be more mindful of his own safety. Despite his seemingly forgetful nature, he’ll take this promise to heart because he loves you.

Sanji

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🍽️ For the next few days, the only words that come out of his mouth are begging or apologies. He’ll offer to buy you stuff and he’ll serve you your favourite meals just for an ounce of forgiveness. He won’t even look at Robin or Nami until you forgive him.

🍽️ When you do forgive him, he’ll be trying. Sometimes his lust gets the better of him and he’ll act without thinking. But he really is trying to get better. You’re the most important thing to him and he never wants your relationship to end.

Zoro

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🎍 Soon, you felt tears running down your face and Zoro froze. Was he really being so rude? He suggested that you two should have some time away from each other, to cool off. You agree and he goes to the crows nest while you stay in the dorms.

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🎍 After you two forgiving each other, he’ll try to be more open. With you. Only you, not the rest of the crew. You’re special to him as his partner and you deserve to know what’s going on in his head, so he’ll try his best.