Ms.Fantasy Anime

Shidou Ryusei

Tabito Karasu

Shoei Barou

Sae Itoshi

Oliver Aiku

Michael Kaiser

Isagi Yoichi

Meguru Bachira

Rin Itoshi

Seishiro Nagi

Reo Mikage

Hyoma Chigiri

The bath was more heavenly than you could've imagined. The kind of extravagance you've never experienced. Going straight from Dadan's place right into the gruelling Marine camps where you endured less than ideal spaces. All of which were far more tidy and comfortable than Dadan's home.

You thought the Marine life was the high life.

All until now.

And it all starts with this bath.

It's more like a glorified pool inside a ship.

Tall rain water like showers with a massive body of water right in the centre, with trimming that screamed artistry. Steam rising off the mineral water, in slow waves, as if waving you in.

But not before showering.

You worked to wash away the unseen dirt from your body, scrubbing your skin with a wash cloth all whilst Luffy lathers up your hair into various funny foamy styles. Each design more ridiculous than the last. His laughter melting away with a whine as you throw water over your head, instantly destroying the sudd styled mohawk he was building.

His disappointment didn't last long though as he turns on his heals, dashing toward the water and cannonballing into the bath with a huge splash; only to resurface, already swimming laps with his boundless energy all whilst you slowly step into the hot water, slowly submerging into the healing warmth.

By the time you both got out, you were feeling more refreshed than ever.

"Wow! Not even the marines have something like that." You sigh, making a mental note to praise Franky for his craftsmanship and imagination to engineer such an impressive structure inside a very rocky ship subject to abuse on the grand line. Luffy opens the door to his private quarters, stepping to the side, making space for you to follow through the threshold as you continue to prattle on, already sinking into the pile of clothes on the floor, some items you picked up on your travels to the Thousand Sunny, never needing civilian clothes until now. "What're we doing today?" Holding up a sundress in one hand, and an off-shoulder tank in the other. "Are we going to an island? Fishing? Playing Games?-" Your words cut short when you feel Luffy's hands snaking around your sides. His head already craning into the crook of your neck, his breath grazing your skin until goosebumps erupt to the surface.

"Let's stay in here a while." He says quietly. His hands now gripping the towel wrapped around your body and slowly tugging it off. "We haven't since..."

"I know." You reply, turning around until your face to face.

His eyes full of that needy look that's often hidden beneath the surface of his playful demeanour.

Without needing to say anything else, you tilt your head up, eyes already closing in anticipation as he captures your lips with his own. Slow and deep, his tongue slowly edging into your own mouth, as he walks you backwards, your legs hitting the bar of the bed, making your knees buckle until you land back first onto the mattress. Luffy following you on the way down, unfazed, completely focused on your mouth, as if making up for lost time.

Heat is already pooling to the pit of your stomach. Absolute need pulling at your heartstrings as your knees part just enough for him to slide into his rightful place between your legs.

But he hasn't moved. Not yet.

Just right when you thought you couldn't take another second, his hand captures your knees, prying them apart as if you weren't parting them enough for him.

You feel him hesitate, as if unsure if he wants to play around with you before going further or if he wants to sink into you already.

He pulls away from your lips and with just a glance, Luffy already knows what you want from him. Your face says it all. It always does.

Don't wait. I need you now.

So he does just that, mouth already dropping back down to your own, his hardened member already lining up to your slick entrance as he slides in with a faint groan that's barely audible. Your head already pulling up and away, tilting back as you try your best to swallow back any sounds, just airy breaths passing your lips as he begins to rock slowly. Each stroke hitting you deep, his tip just kissing your cervix, and that angle just grazing that that spot.

He slowly kisses lines down your throat, as if silently praising your self control for not getting loud.

This moment is intimate. Something only between you, not an erotic fantasy for anyone else to hear or witness.

For now you will be in his bed, where you two will reconnect after a long time apart.

Yoichi Isagi

“Finally! I earnt enough points for phone privileges!” Isagi celebrates. Walking into the shared room with his phone, collapsing in his seat.

“For real? Do you have any games on your phone?” Nagi asks, pushing his face in front of Isagi’s phone.

“Uh sure man— let’s see… here I got this one. You get 10 minutes and I want my phone back.”

Nagi snatched the phone like it was his god given right. “Deal.”

Really it’s either the world’s worst timing or pure dumb luck. But the message banner that popped up made Isagi feel impossibly exposed.

Girlfriend💕: God I miss you so much

“Girlfriend?”

Girlfriend💕: Especially your mouth and the way you—

“WOAH!” Nagi yells suddenly. Tossing the phone back to Isagi. “I DIDNT MEAN TO READ IT I SWEAR!” Nagi suddenly bolting to his bed and hiding under the covers.

Isagi looks at his phone, all the colour draining from his face. “IM SORRY NAGI!”

“This never happened!” Nagi yells rolling over, a pillow placed over his head.

“Uh… what the hell just happened?” Baro interrupts, standing in the doorway.

“Nothing!”

“Isagi has a girlfriend!”

“Nagi?!”

Meguru Bachira

“Hey how did you get a phone?” Aryu asks, leaning over Meguru’s shoulder.

“I spent my points— if I didn’t my girl would kill me.” Meguru shrugs casually. Placing his phone to the side, “I’m heading off to the gym.” He says, walking out of the room as if he didn’t leave behind the most intriguing tool that gave a small insight into his life.

Aryu instantly snatching the tool up.

Tokimitsu instantly squealing with panic. “What are you doing?! That’s private property! You can’t just start looking through it— that’s wrong!” He begins prattling having his own personal meltdown.

“You two knock it off already.” Rin bites impatiently, but Aryu is waving his hand.

“I’m trying to see if there’s any evidence on what kind of girl would be interested in dating a boy like Bachira—“ and just like a manifestation.

My Girl✨: Miss You [1 Image Attached]

Aryu clicks in open and instantly is hit with a flood of emotions. Over come with a wave of appreciation for the artistic flare in the spicy image sent and an overwhelming feeling of unfabuousness for witnessing such a private photo.

Seishiro Nagi

“Are you even listening to me?!” Baro bellows, but Nagi continues to faze Baro out.

“I’m busy— try again later.” Nagi responds dryly, eyes not moving away from his phone.

Baro just about lost it, snatching away Nagi’s phone to look at what was so important, he was being ignored.

And that’s when he saw it.

Rider 🐄 🧍‍♀️: God I miss your body so much.

Rider 🐄 🧍‍♀️: Wanna ride you so bad

Nagi snatched his phone back with intense possessiveness Baro has only ever seen on the field.

“Uh… sorry.” He mutters shuffling awkwardly back to his bed, leaving a dumbfounded Isagi watching the shenanigans unfolding from a distance.

Reo Milagros

“Reo what are you — AH!” Chigiri yelps, but not before catching a glimpse of your message.

Sugar 🍒: Like the new set you bought me? [Attached Image]

Reo throwing his phone face down instantly.

Nagi sits at a safe distance in the food hall. Watching Reo and Chigiri arguing. Muttering under his breath. “Rookie mistake.”

Hyoma Chigiri

Chigiri’s first mistake was leaving his phone in the food hall.

Chigiri’s second mistake was leaving his phone behind in the food hall, knowing your in his contacts.

“Oh hey, isn’t this Chigiri’s phone?” Isagi announces, Nagi looking over boredly with a shrug.

“Dunno, check the Lock Screen.”

And well… Isagi really wish he didn’t

Personal Braider 💋: It’s hard out here not having you bend me over and—

Isagi locks the screen instantly.

“Was it his?” Nagi asks. But Isagi just places the phone back down.

“Don’t worry about it, let’s go.”

Shoei Baro

“Hey you got any games on your phone I can play?” Nagi asks, picking up Baro’s phone, whilst he’s distracted styling his hair.

“No.”

But of course, Nagi ignores him and checks his phone anyway.

Hot Mess 🌪️: Waiting on my knees for you, please come home soon and so I can have a taste 👅

Heat flares up Nagi’s cheeks as he puts the phone back exactly as he found it.

Michael Kaiser

Alexis only wanted to check the time.

He didn’t ask to be flash banged with dirty previews.

Mein Luder ♥️: [Attached Image]

Mein Luder ♥️ : You look so good out there, i have the oil ready to thoroughly massage you after 🫦 happy ending guaranteed

Alexis just drops the phone and walks back over to Michael.

“You really should lock your preview messages.”

Tabito Karasu

Okay, it’s not Ryusei fault he picked up Karasu’s phone and saw the naughty text messages someone by the name of menace.

Menace 😈: Come over

Menace 😈: I’ll ride the bad attitude right out of you

Where it might just be his fault is the replies he sent next.

Dom 🐍: Send me a picture

Menace 😈: You already have a gallery ☺️

Dom 🐍: Please baby need a new one just for me

Menace 😈: Who the fuck is this? 😃

Menace 😈: TABITO WOULD NEVER SAY ‘PLEASE’ AND HE’D CALL ME A MILLION OTHER NASTY NAMES BEFORE BABY 🗣️

Dom 🐍: Sounds toxic

Dom 🐍: You should get a new man

Oliver Aiku

Ryusei was just minding his business, chilling by the benches when a phone started buzzing incessantly.

So he humbly picks up the phone with every intention to silence it— definitely not to spy on the notifications.

Simp ☀️: PLEASE how can you look so delicious standing there in a power pose

Simp ☀️: RAHH you’re so pretty 🫦

Simp ☀️: Just lay down already and let me take care of you 😩

“Oi— what the hell do you think you’re doing?” Oliver barks, storming to snatch his prized possession back, but Ryusei holds the object just out of reach.

“Whose simp? I don’t mind sharing if you don’t mind.” Ryusei teases handing the phone back to Oliver who glares daggers.

“Honey, you have no idea how happy I am that you took me back.” Oliver’s airy admission had your heart plummeting to your stomach.

“What?” You ask softly, not sure if you fully understood his words.

“Baby, you know how much I missed you.” He says, placing his arms across your abdomen, pulling your form closer into him. “I’ve been so miserable without you.” He says, placing a kiss into your neck, his feelings translating from his lips through to your skin.

I love you.

Once upon a time, this would’ve made you happy. But that was then, and this is now.

“Um Oliver, we’re not getting back together.” You say with a raised brow, pulling from his embrace as you being to get dressed.

“Don’t play me Y/n, you’ll break my heart.” He says playfully, making you relax at his tone. Your shoulders drop, catching on to his joke. You continue to get dressed. Oliver’s glossy blown out eyes begins to harden when he realises that you’re… serious. “Wait are you serious right now?” His steady heart begins to speed up when he sees you still getting dressed, now avoiding eye contact. “You just used me?” He asks, now pulling the sheets up more.

“What’s the problem Oliver— do you regret sleeping with me?”

“No its— I just thought you wanted me again—“

Your ice queen tone.

“I did want you again Oliver— you’re a good fuck.” Your blatant tone has Oliver’s throat choking up. “Don’t act so surprised, I mean you clearly are good at sex. You did practice a lot with other women when we were together right?”

“How did?-“

“Oi Chigiri~” Otoya whispered under his breath, elbowing him in the ribs. ”isn’t that your sister? Who’s that with her?” He hums as Hyoma looks over his shoulder to see his sister walking in with her annoying best friend Y/n, strutting right behind her with that usual huge ass attitude of hers.

“My sisters nuisance of a best friend.” Chigiri mutters back, making Otoya grin like a mad man.

“Love me some foreigner. Since she’s not family, then she’s fair game—“

“Like hell.” Chigiri deadpans, eyes full of flaming rage. Something Otoya couldn’t understand.

“Chill dude, I’m just playing around.” He mutters, turning back to Karasu who promptly slung an arm around his neck and steered him away before he could dig himself deeper.

“Bro!” Koyuki yells, throwing herself and her arms around Hyoma’s neck. “You looked so cool out there! Didn’t he Y/n?” She asks excitedly.

Your hip cocked to the side, like standing straight was too much effort for all the attitude you carried. “Yep.” You popped the ‘p,’ bored as ever.

A muscle twitched along Hyoma’s brow. “Came all the way here to see me and you’re still acting bored with that princess attitude?” he bit out.

That got attention, heads turned across the room, sensing an incoming storm.

“The fuck? I didn’t even do anything!” you shot back, shoulders squaring.

“It’s your huge-ass ego,” he growled, “Can’t even pretend to be happy for me?”

“Oh look who’s talking!” You accuse, shoving a manicured nail into his chest. “Got a fat head from running circles around the U20 and now you’re expecting us to kiss your ass?”

That dig pierced Hyoma more than he’d ever care to admit, he can’t help but bite his lip in anger, unable to come up with any retort.

“Come on guys! No fighting today!” Koyuki whines, shoulders sagging.

“Sorry Koy…” You mutter, glancing sorrowful puppy dog eyes at her, until they meet Hyoma’s and they’re refilled with pure anger, lips thinning as distain fills your eyes.

“Why’d you bring her anyway?” Hyoma asks, making you inhale a sharp intake.

An unfathomable pain stabbing you in the chest.

“I’ll leave you two to it then.” You mutter, turning on the spot, ready to walk out. Your eyes turning downcast.

“Hyoma!” Koyuki reprimands, punching him in the arm. “Don’t go Y/n— he’s just— he’s just being his annoying self!” She calls out, grabbing her friends wrist as she tries to walk out.

“Seriously. It’s okay Koyuki— you haven’t seen your brother in ages, I’ll give you some time to catch up. I’ll see you outside Kay?” You say, keen to walk the hell out of there, ignoring the burning eyes piercing into you.

“Hyoma! Why you gotta always act like a brat for!” Koyuki reprimands again. Still holding your wrist, and pinching Hyoma’s cheek with the other hand.

“OW!OW!OW! LET GO!” He yells, trying to pry off her iron grip from his cheek. But Koyuki was not letting go all until her phone rang.

Koyuki immediately lets go of them both, looking through her hand bag for her phone.

Otoya leaned into Karasu and whispered. “Why’d he get all defensive for if he hates her? Let a homie smash am I right?” But Karasu just snorts, shouldering his oblivious team mate.

“Look a bit closer and you’ll see why.” Karasu says under his breath. Otoya’s head tilting to the side as he try’s to see what Karasu was vaguely hinting.

Koyuki answers the phone quickly, ignoring the two either side of her throwing dirty looks. “Oh, Y/n and I are already with Hyoma in the change rooms— what do you mean your in section a?! Mum, that’s like the other side of the stadium! You know what, I’ll come grab you, I’ll see you soon, don’t move.” Hanging up the phone, Koyuki is already walking out of the room. “Mums lost, I’ll go grab her and bring her here. Don’t kill each other while I’m gone.” She says, waving at the two.

“Wait for me Koyu— I’ll come with you.” You say, but you feel Hyoma pinching the hem of your jacket, keeping you from moving away.

“Don’t worry Y/n — just stay with Hyoma, I’ll be back real soon Kay?” She says with a big goofy grin.

Y/n watching in defeat as her bestie backs out of the room leaving you with the enemy.

You slowly turn back around to Hyoma, glaring at him like he personally wronged you… because just a few minutes prior, he had. “Chi, what the hell was that - hmph!” Your sentence cut short when Hyoma yanked you towards him, his lips smashing onto your own. Your eyes widening in panic as he kisses you in a very public space where other boys in his team are watching you. But your mind is quickly switching off when he pulls you closer, and — god you missed him. Throwing your own arms around his neck, lips melting together as you hold each other close.

Hyoma was the first to pull away, forehead pressing against your own. “I missed you.” He mutters.

Otoya standing off to the side with his jaw on the floor whilst Karasu chuckles, he suspected there was sexual tension simmering, but he hadn’t predicted that.

“You jerk, why you gotta act like a tough guy huh? I thought you actually didn’t want me here…” You mutter, looking off sadly but Hyoma pulled you closer again, pressing a kiss to your cheek this time.

“Of course i want my girl here.” He reassures.

Suddenly the other guys are feeling really awkward at the uncomfortable about of PDA going on. Most turning their backs.

You already began withdrawing from his arms, becoming increasingly aware that there are others here witnessing such a private moment.

“Let me hold you a little bit longer.” He says, grabbing you tighter, but you’re burning with embarrassment.

“Chi!” You whine out as he pulls you in, sweetly pressing his cheek into your own. “We agreed to stop!”

“No,” he corrects, interlocking his fingers behind your back. “You made stupid excuses, I didn’t agree to anything.” He huffs as you attempt to pry him off you.

“Idiot! You were nodding along! That means you agreed!” Despite your palm shoving his pouty face away from you, he doesn’t let go.

“I would’ve nodded along to anything you were saying! You were standing there wearing nothing but—“

“CHI!” You squealed, shoving him on to the floor with an unceremonious thud.

Just in time too for Koyuki and her mother entering the room.

Koyuki looks between the two, assessing the situation with a great deal of exasperation.

“Why can’t you two ever get along!” She reprimands, pinching both your cheeks with that iron grip of hers.

“OW OW OW!” You both yell in unison.