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List of characters: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Law, Ace.

Tw: Pregnancy.

Fluff, a bit of angst.

Go check part 2

My first ever post about headcanons, please, if you enjoyed this silly thing, vote. Even comment suggestions ♡.

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“Where did that music come from?” Sakura asked, missing how Chinese Suo is.

“我来自中国兄弟” Suo Chinesed Chinesedly. The Chinese music in the background got louder.

“I’m getting Kiryu.” Sakura said, but Kiryu walked in richly and spoke money money green green 🤑💸.

“Money hard cash funds.” Kiryu said like the richy McRicherton he is.

“WHat” Sakura said, voice cracking.

“ 💸💰🤑💲💎” Kiryu riched richly

“是的，我明白” Suo said very Chinese in his Chinesely Chinese.

“Mhm, money money green green.” Kiryu said monetarily.

“让我们亲吻吧” Suo said Chinesely, walking towards Kiryu

“What are you doing now ?!!” Sakura yelled.

“Yes, yes money times. Funding money jewels green.🤑👅” Kiryu answered, fanning a wad of cash.

Nirei walked in

“Finally someone normal.” Sakura said, relieved.

“Notebook, notebook ginger. I have no soul ginger redhead notebook nerd ginger!” Nirei said gingerly, sniffing his notebook like a freak.

“NOOOOOOOO” Sakura screamed, tears streaming down his pathetic face.

“Ginger ginger notebook. Redhead ginger life.” Nirei said

“生姜到了，让我们狂欢吧” The Chinese man Suo Chinesed Chinesedly, pulling Chinese food from his traditional Chinese clothing.

“Money dough that is cold green cash money money.” Kiryu flexed money greenly, blushing dollar signs.

Kiryu and Suo started kissing each other.

“WHAT THE HELL?!?!!>?!!>!?!” Sakura screamed, raising his arms to the heavens.

Sakura fell to his knees, one tear falling from his left eye dramatically.

Nirei joined Kiryu and Suo kissing.

Sakura screamed in terror, his voice hurt and he was in the fetal position on the ground sucking his thumb.

Tsugeura floated into the room

“PROTEIN!!!” he shouted, doing push ups in the air.

Sakura woke up with a start, a scream piercing Kiryu’s eardrums. Tears fell down his face as he processed the nightmare.

Sakura and Kiryu were having a sleepover at Sakura’s house.

“What the hell?! Sakura-Chan are you okay?!!” Kiryu shouted.

“Oh thank God you’re Japanese!!” Sakura shouted, sobbing into his knees.

“I- yes I am? Why-?” Kiryu looked confused, puzzled, baffled even.

Pregnant JD?... In a dress?... Yeah... more concept art from my fanfic... I'm just gonna say this now, because I got some nasty comment earlier from someone... I'M NOT FORCING ANYONE TO LOOK AT THIS. DON'T WANT TO SEE IT? KEEP SCROLLING. QUIT LEAVING MEAN COMMENTS. IT HURTS MY FEELINGS... But, for the people who LIKE my art AND my stories on AO3, I made this for you guys :). Hope you all enjoy. Froggyface,

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Hyunjin x reader x Felix

PART 2-First Impressions

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Time skip- morning at school

Y/n adjusted her backpack and looked up at the towering school building. It was her first day, and though she was confident in herself, starting over atowed her. Being the new girl always came with its share of attention. Spotting a girl with a warm smile leaning against her locker, Y/n decided to approach her.

“Hi, I’m new here,” Y/n said, trying her best to sound friendly. “Do you know where classroom 3B is?”

The girl grinned. “You’re in luck. That’s my class too! I’m Yeji.”

“Y/n,” she replied, relieved to have met someone kind.

Before they could say more, a sharp voice cut through the noise.

“Yeji, I told you to mind your own business!”

Y/n turned to see a tall, strikingly handsome boy standing a few feet away. His hair was perfectly styled, and his uniform was just messy enough to scream “effortlessly cool.” But his expression was anything but friendly.

“I wasn’t doing anything, Hyunjin,” Yeji shot back, her tone matching his frustration. “You’re the one who’s always butting into my business!”

“Because your business is always a mess,” Hyunjin replied sharply, crossing his arms. His gaze flickered briefly to Y/n, and his brow furrowed. “Who’s this?”

Y/n straightened, not liking the condescending edge in his voice. “I’m Y/n. It’s my first day here.”

Hyunjin raised an eyebrow, his eyes scanning her as if he were sizing her up. “Great. Another one. Good luck surviving this place,” he said with a smirk before turning on his heel and walking away.

Y/n blinked, taken aback. “What’s his problem?”

Yeji sighed, clearly used to his behavior. “That’s my brother, Hyunjin. Ignore him. He’s popular, thinks he’s untouchable, and has a habit of being rude to everyone who isn’t in his little circle.”

“Must be exhausting,” Y/n muttered, watching him disappear down the hallway.

Yeji laughed, nudging her. “You have no idea. Come on, let’s get to class. Don’t let him get to you. He’s not worth it.”

Y/n followed Yeji, her first impression of Hyunjin already set. Rude, arrogant, and way too full of himself. If this was the kind of person she’d have to deal with, her first day wasn’t off to a great start.

The two girls go to class as yeji makes her sit next to her, the teacher introduces Y/n and tells everyone to remain silent.Y/n and yeji almost gt scolded at one point because of talking,as Y/n thinks.. "maybe Korea isn't gonna be as bad as I think"

Recess-

The cafeteria buzzed with chatter and laughter as Y/n followed Yeji to an empty table, her tray balanced carefully in her hands. She was just beginning to relax when a sudden commotion near the coffee station caught her attention.

“Are you blind?” Hyunjin’s sharp voice rang out, silencing the surrounding tables.

Y/n turned to see Hyunjin standing by the counter, his designer shirt stained with coffee. In front of him was a smaller student clutching an empty cup, their face pale with panic.

“I—I’m so sorry,” the student stammered, bending down to pick up the cup. “It was an accident—”

“An accident?” Hyunjin interrupted, his tone laced with disdain. “Do you even know how much this shirt costs? Do you think I have time to deal with clumsy idiots like you?”

The student looked down, visibly embarrassed, as they reached for a stack of napkins. Before they could say anything else, Hyunjin shoved them roughly in the shoulder. The student stumbled backward, barely keeping their balance.

“Don’t bother,” Hyunjin spat, brushing his own shirt as though the stain offended his existence. “Next time, stay out of my way, or you won't be seen with that clear face anymore"

Y/n’s heart clenched as she saw the student’s hands shake while they muttered another apology.

“That’s disgusting,” Y/n whispered under her breath, leaning toward Yeji.

Yeji sighed, her face tinged with embarrassment. “It’s just how he is. Hyunjin has… a temper.”

“A temper?” Y/n hissed, narrowing her eyes at Hyunjin, who was now strutting away like nothing had happened. “He’s rude and entitled. Someone should put him in his place.”

Yeji glanced at her nervously. “Don’t say that too loud. Hyunjin’s... not the kind of guy you want to cross.”

Y/n’s jaw tightened as she watched the student gather their things and hurry out of the cafeteria, head down. Her first impression of Hyunjin was only getting worse.

Y/n's eyes followed Hyunjin as he walked away, his head held high like he owned the school. Her fingers tightened around the edge of her tray as she whispered to Yeji, "I don't get it. How can someone be so... cruel? Just because he’s popular?”

Yeji sighed, poking at her food. “It’s not about being popular. Hyunjin’s always been like that. He has this… reputation, and I guess he thinks he has to keep it up.”

Y/n frowned, her thoughts drifting to her old school. She had been popular too, but not like this. She had been the class monitor—the “goody two-shoes” everyone liked, but also the one who gave teachers headaches with her antics.

She smirked to herself, remembering the countless times she had led harmless classroom pranks or organized late-night study marathons disguised as “study parties.” Sure, she’d created chaos, but it was never out of malice. Everyone knew her intentions were good, even if they occasionally got her a lecture or two.

But this? she thought, her gaze flickering back to the shaken student who had just left the cafeteria. This isn’t what being popular means. Being admired doesn’t mean stepping on people.

She sighed, pushing her food around her plate. “I’ve been popular too, Yeji. I’ve created my fair share of problems, but I was never... this heartless.”

Yeji gave her a sympathetic look. “You’re not wrong, but Hyunjin’s not exactly someone who listens to reason. He’s... complicated.”

Y/n raised an eyebrow, unconvinced. Complicated? He’s just mean, she thought. She glanced toward the doors Hyunjin had exited through, her chest tightening with frustration.

“This school might be new,” Y/n said quietly, “but one thing’s for sure—I’m not about to let people like him dictate the rules.”

Yeji blinked, startled by the fire in Y/n’s voice. “Just... be careful, okay? Hyunjin isn’t the kind of guy who takes well to being challenged.”

Y/n only nodded, her jaw set. If Hyunjin thought his attitude would go unchallenged, he was sorely mistaken.