One Piece x Reader Oneshots

(SONGFIC) Mihawk x Reader

Hey! The scenarios book is officially up, if you're interested. I'll start posting chapters soon, but for now it's just the intro.

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Thanks Tsubaki3192 for requesting again and double thanks for commenting! I love reading them, they light up my day! Small warning, I didn't end up using the whole song, unfortunately, but I hope you still enjoy it!

Second small warning, I know next to nothing about Spanish, and any translations are done from online.

Song: Señorita by Shawn Mendes & Camila Cabello

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I love it when you call me señorita

I wish I could pretend I didn't need ya

But every touch is ooh la la la

It's true, la la la

Ooh, I should be running

Ooh, you keep me coming for you

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You resisted sighing for the umpteenth time that dinner. The only sound in the giant dinner hall was the silver forks and knives against the porcelain plates. Yours, harsher, yet slower, from tired movements, and his barely reaching your ears from the other side of the long table.

Wooden legs scraping against the stone floor sounded as Mihawk stood and took a seat next to you. You set your utensils onto the plate and went to clear your plate, but he held your seat in place.

"(Y/N), let's stop this silly game and talk like adults."

You blinked slowly and glanced at him without turning your head, finding his golden eyes' gaze as piercing as ever. You took a deep breath and pushed back again, this time succeeding and standing but forgetting your plate as you walked away.

"Or, we could do this immaturely."

He caught your arm and held you in place. You glared at him harshly as he leaned close, planting a small kiss on your cheek. His hand tucked strands of hair behind your ear before snaking its way down to your waist and resting there.

"What would you like to make up for all this?" he asked lowly, his lips so close to your ear you could feel his breath, sending shivers down your spine. You kept your lips shut and tugged your wrist from his grasp, swallowing thickly as your hands hesitated for a moment, resisting the urge to wander.

"Sus deseos son órdenes para mí, señorita," he whispered, taking a small step forwards. ((Your wish is my command))

Your hands found their place on his wide shoulders, and stayed there for just a moment before you pushed him away gently. You stared at him for a moment, biting your lip as you barely stood your ground.

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Land in Miami

The air was hot from summer rain

Sweat dripping off me

Before I even knew her name, la la la

It felt like ooh la la la

Yeah no

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Before you met Mihawk, you'd been training as a swordswoman on your home island of Wano. It was a nice place to live, more or less, but things slowly began to show signs of getting bad again. Deciding it was the perfect time to sneak out and test your skills against the rest of the world, you set off.

You had no desire to become the strongest. It didn't interest you. You simply enjoyed swordplay as a hobby, though you'd always been strongly discouraged from practicing since it wasn't customary for women to practice the ways of the sword, not to mention it wouldn't make a living.