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roronoa zoro x reader —ᡣ𐭩 fic summary: franky's version of the waver from skypiea has everyone excited!!! w/c: 2.2k a/n: happy holidays! this is real this happened to me two days ago on a jetski, so i had to make it zoro because its better to write fanfic about characters than daydream about the impossible irl
The entrance to the new island is a dramatic sight—towering cliffs rise on either side, their jagged peaks piercing the sky like the spines of some ancient beast. The narrow passage between them is barely wide enough for a small boat, let alone the Thousand Sunny. The dark, churning waters below them add to the sense of foreboding, and the cliffs almost close in on themselves as if daring anyone to enter. Thick vines hang from the rocks, draping down like curtains of green, and the air smells of salt and earth.
To combat the problem of the Sunny being unable to pass through the cliffs, Franky, always ready to rise to the occasion, introduces his latest invention with his trademark flair. With a wide grin, he steps forward and announces the arrival of the seated Waver, a new addition to the Sunny's ever-growing transport arsenal.
When Luffy complained about the old Waver from Skypiea being annoying and having nowhere to sit, Franky took it as a personal challenge. He wasted no time designing something to solve the problem and impress his captain.
The result is a sleek, streamlined Waver with a comfortable seat, sturdy grips, and the perfect balance of speed and stability—a far cry from the old, seatless model. It’s built for comfort and thrill, and it’s clear from the first test ride that Franky’s creation is a hit.
With his usual enthusiasm, Luffy grabs the handlebars from the Sunny's figurehead and practically flings himself onto the Waver.
“My turn!” His infectious excitement fills the air, and before anyone can stop him, he revs the engine, sending water spraying behind him like a wild stallion kicking up dust.
“Careful!” Nami scolds from where she sits on a second one. “Do you want to fall in?”
Luffy just laughs, his signature grin lighting up his face. The Waver is far easier to handle than the old seatless ones from Skypiea, and Luffy’s thrilled with how quickly he’s mastering it.
You lean against the bow, watching the scene unfold, with Robin standing quietly beside you.
“Do you think they’re safe?” You ask her, eyes flicking toward the speeding Luffy. Robin tilts her head, her expression unreadable.
“Franky seems confident,” She replies with a slight shrug.
“Hey!" Nami yells your name. "You joining us or what?”
You glance back at Robin, who gives you a soft, knowing smile. "I'll be fine, go."
You nod and turn toward the sea to find the rest of your crew.
Franky operates a third Waver with Chopper and Brook, and somehow, Sanji ends up on the second with Luffy, his fists white with how hard he's holding onto the seat.
The ladder dangles over the side of the Sunny and into the water, and you look at it with apprehension. Taking a deep breath, you climb over the edge and carefully slip your foot onto the first rope.
The sea breeze hits your face as you reach the bottom of the ladder, the water shimmering under the bright sun. Nami zips before you, her hands firmly gripping the controls and her fiery expression unmistakable.
You jump in the water and swim over to the back of the Waver, climbing aboard and shuffling to sit behind Nami.
“Come on, hurry up!” Luffy shouts over his shoulder, his voice carrying over the water. Sanji winces and squeezes his eyes shut as Luffy hits a wave. “It’s awesome!”
“Ready?” Nami asks, drawing your attention back to her. But before you can answer, you hear a familiar grunt behind you.
“Oi, wait up. I’m not getting on one with the cook," Zoro yells, deep and reluctant.
"Get on this one then," Nami rolls her eyes, not bothering to look back at the swordsman.
You turn to see him standing on the last rope of the ladder, clearly not thrilled by the idea of riding one of Franky’s new contraptions. But true to his word, he’s already swimming toward you. His eyes narrow slightly as he hauls himself out of the water and onto the Waver, clearly uncomfortable with the idea.
“Zoro,” You start, raising an eyebrow. “You really want to ride with us?”
He grunts with his usual grumpy expression in place.
“I'm not getting on with the cook," He repeats, disgust painting his features. His gaze lingers on your face, though, and then he looks away.
You laugh. “Fine, but you’re sitting behind me."
Zoro's expression darkens, and he mutters something under his breath.
"Hurry up," Nami snaps. "Luffy's almost there."
With that, he awkwardly steps behind you, leaning slightly against your back as he settles into place, his hands gripping the sides of the Waver. You can feel the nervousness radiating from him, his posture stiff as he adjusts to the unspoken closeness.
His leg muscles press against yours, and the five-inch inseam shorts he chose to wear does nothing to stop the heat rising to your face.
Nami, noticing the restlessness building between you two, grins cheekily.
“Aw, look at this,” She teases, her voice dripping with amusement. “Zoro, you’re gonna sit right there?"
Zoro stiffens behind you, his grip on the Waver's sides tightening.
“Shut it, witch,” He growls. "Where else am I gonna sit?"
She glances over her shoulder at Zoro and winks. “You two look like you’re having fun together. How’s the view from back there, Zoro? I bet you’re really enjoying yourself.”
You feel Zoro’s body go taut with irritation, but before he can snap back, Nami revs the engine, the Waver surging forward and pulling you into motion. His thighs press more firmly against yours with the movement, the sudden closeness sparking a familiar feeling in your chest.
“Hold on!” Nami calls out, laughing as she steers the Waver expertly through the waves.
The wind whips past you as Nami expertly maneuvers, the thrill of the ride and Zoro's breath in your ear quickening your heartbeat. The ocean spray hits your face, and the waves beneath you shift unpredictably, sending the Waver swerving.
Suddenly, you hit a particularly rough patch, and the Waver tilts sharply, throwing you off balance. You instinctively reach for the Navigator before you, but your hands slip off her wet shoulders.
For a split second, the surface of the Waver is disappearing under you—you’re going to fall in.
You yelp, your body leaning dangerously to one side as the Waver tilts further, the sharp spray of seawater splashing into your face. You can feel yourself losing traction, your heart racing as you flail to stay steady.
And then, in a flash, you feel a strong hand grip your waist, yanking you back toward the centre of the Waver.
The warmth of his hand on your waist is immediate and intense, his fingers digging into your sides to steady you as his other arm wraps around you to pull you upright. For a moment, it feels like everything has frozen, the world narrowing to the feeling of his hands on you, your back pressed into his chest. The movement of the Waver makes it hard to focus, but you can feel Zoro’s presence behind you—his body tensed, his breath sharp against your ear as he fights to keep both of you from falling.
“Gotcha,” Zoro growls, his voice low but steady, his hand holding you firm. "Easy."
You instinctively grip his forearm for support, your heart thudding louder. The contact feels uncomfortably intimate, but the shock of nearly falling off the Waver keeps you from dwelling on it for too long.
As the watercraft straightens out, your exhale is shaky, and your heart is still racing.
"Everyone okay?" Nami yells over the waves. You nod, though she can't see.
“I mean, it's nice to know that Zoro's got your back—literally,” She says, her tone playful but laced with that unmistakable edge of teasing. “Don’t let him get too comfortable, though, or he might not want to let go.”
Zoro doesn’t remove his hand from you despite Nami's taunts. His fingers linger at your waist, his grasp firm. You can feel the apprehension in his body—he’s not letting go until he’s sure you’re steady. You’re acutely aware of how close you are to him, the heat of his body at your back, his arms still wrapped protectively around you, his thighs pressed devastatingly hard against yours.
"Thanks," You whisper, patting his arm. Zoro retracts his hand and returns to holding onto the Waver. He mutters something unintelligible, his face flushing, but his body stays rigid behind you.
The island looms ever closer, and as you draw near the jagged cliffs that line the entrance, the air seems to thicken with anticipation, the excitement of finally reaching this new land mingling with the salty tang of the sea.
Nami expertly steers the Waver towards a narrow rock formation near the shore, already slowing to a stop. You can feel the anxiety of the ride dissipate, though the awkwardness of the previous moments between you and Zoro still hangs in the air. You prepare to jump off, the icy water enticing you.
You start to slide off the Waver, but as your foot lands on the rocky shore, a sudden surge in the water throws you off balance. Before you can react, Zoro’s hand shoots out, gripping your arm and pulling you back toward him with surprising force.
“Careful,” He says gruffly, his hand on your waist again.
You glance up at him, surprised by his reflexes.
Zoro, looking as stoic as ever, just gives a small grunt. “You were gonna fall. Don’t make a big deal out of it.”
But his hands don’t immediately leave you. He’s still steadying you, his body heat radiating through the thin fabric of your clothes. You can feel Zoro's hot breath on your neck and goosebumps rise on your skin despite the hot sun beating down on you.
Nami, already dismounted with practised ease, glances back over her shoulder, a mischievous grin playing at the corners of her mouth. “Zoro, you’re really good at catching people today, huh?”
Zoro shoots her an irritated look but doesn't say anything, his grasp on you finally loosening.
"Thanks," You say again, your voice softer than intended. Your fingers brush his, and he grunts in response, not quite meeting your eyes.
“Don’t mention it. Just don’t fall next time.”
You giggle, hand swatting his bicep. "I wasn’t planning on it."
"C'mon!" Nami laughs, ignoring you and Zoro.
You follow her up onto the rocky shore, casting one last glance at Zoro. Despite his gruff exterior, there's something about how he held you that lingers, something warm and steady.
“Luffy! Slow down!” Sanji yells, his voice tinged with genuine panic. You turn back to the ocean.
Nami chuckles at the sight, standing beside you on the rocky shore, arms crossed with a knowing smirk. “Sanji’s gonna have a heart attack if Luffy keeps this up."
You watch Luffy, grinning ear-to-ear, utterly oblivious to the disaster he's creating.
“This is awesome!” Luffy shouts, steering the Waver even harder as if trying to defy gravity. His excitement is infectious, but it's clear to everyone except him that he's about two seconds away from crashing.
“Luffy, we’re gonna sink!”
“We're fine, Sanji! Don’t be such a baby!” Your captain's voice rings back over the waves, carefree and completely unfazed.
Zoro’s eyes follow the scene for a moment longer, the corner of his mouth twitching ever so slightly. He uncrosses his arms and steps closer to you and Nami, his movements easy and relaxed.
“Luffy’s gonna be Luffy,” Zoro says, the irritation in his tone softened by something almost resembling fondness.
You look at him, noticing the shift in his expression. The awkwardness from earlier, the lingering, unspoken tension between you, is nowhere to be found. It’s like that invisible wall has crumbled without you needing to speak.
Nami, still grinning from ear to ear, turns to Zoro with a smirk.
“You're not worried?” She teases, her eyes glinting with mischief.
He snorts, rolling his eyes at her. “If I were worried every time Luffy did something stupid, I’d be dead by now.”
You chuckle softly, the sound of it carrying in the open air. "Aren't you glad you got on our Waver and not his?"
He glances at you with that typical deadpan expression, but there’s a faint glimmer of something softer in his eyes—maybe humour, maybe something else. But when his gaze drifts down your body, you feel your face heat up again.
“Tch, what do you think?” Zoro mutters, but there's a hint of a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth now.
You nudge his shoulder, an easy laugh falling from your lips.
Maybe the island ahead is full of surprises, but for now, standing next to Zoro—his presence beside you, the crew doing what they do best—you feel like everything's exactly where it’s supposed to be.
Even if Luffy's about to take out half the coastline.
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I don't know what's funnier: the fact that demons apparently only have a very vague understanding of what goats are despite how heavily associated they are with satanic rituals and Imps even sharing traits with them (horns and hooves), or the fact that, in spite of that, the slang term still managed to make its way to Hell.
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2021 is the year I finally get my shit together
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Everyone be talking about character development but why is nobody discussing how blitzø went from
"(What) The fuck is insurance?"
To
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"Stolas isn't wrong for choosing his own happiness for once after years of abuse and depression"
and
"Octavia isn't wrong for feeling betrayed by her father and fearing she's been only an obligation to him"
are two concepts that can and should coexist.
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resources for anyone struggling 🤍
i’m reposting this from a deactivated account but many links were broken or uk-based, so i’ve verified links and resources ~ og post ~ please let me know if anything needs to be added/updated
suicide & crisis hotline: call or text 988 (800-273-8255)
trans lifeline: 877-565-8860
depression hotline: 866-903-3787
eating disorders helpline: 800-931-2237
rape and sexual assault: 800-656-4673
domestic violence hotline: 800-799-7233 or text “START” to 88788
child abuse hotline: 800-422-4453 or text “HELP” to 800-422-4453
grief support: griefshare.org or text “HELLO” to 741741
runaway safeline: 1-800-786-2929
after abortion hotline/pro-voice: text exhale pro-voice at 617-749-2948
trevor project
alternatives without harming yourself:
holding/squeezing ice
splashing your face with water
getting a rubber band and snapping it against your skin (this could hurt, though it’s better than other ways that people usually choose to self-harm)
take a hot shower or bath
eat something sour. it will take your mind off the urge. (lemon, sour candy)
massage where you would self-harm
get a red pen or red paint and draw/paint over where you usually self-harm
remind yourself as to why you shouldn’t do it (scars, harms organs, leave memories etc…)
describe what you are feeling (is the urge/pain in your chest, fists, legs, arms, head?)
killing yourself will not help. it is not a solution.
you have your whole life ahead of you. you have so many more years that you can accomplish things in.
for example;
having a family
getting married
to watch the sun rise
to watch the sun set
to save someone else’s life
finish school
get your dream job
to laugh
to smile
to go camping
travel to new places
to wake up every morning to the person you love
friends
family
to keep that promise you made
to accomplish a goal
to meet your idol
to listen to new music
theme parks
video games
chocolate
to be able to look back and say “i made it”
what you’re going through is temporary.
in case you need to hear this:
you are loved.
you are wanted.
you are needed.
you are beautiful.
you are handsome.
you are important.
you are not alone.
you are okay.
you are strong.
you are worth it.
you are smart.
you are not a failure.
you are useful.
you are going to be okay.
-> read full resource page here <-
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i’m using Internet Explorer, i hope this posts quickly. happy new year 2011
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The Selkie - oil painting by Kai Carpenter
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me when the slowburn is burning a little too slowly:
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sorry i overreacted i had no idea everything would be fine
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tumblr friendships are hard to maintain like im sorry i know i havent talked to you in 5 months but you’re still super rad and i still consider us friends im just dumb
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So I wasn't crazy I was divine for seeing that coming
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“ I want to see Zoro’s reaction when he sees the reader with an injury that almost kills them. ”
⛥゚・。 brand
synopsis: you return to the ship with a horrible injury... and zoro goes fucking berserk.
cw: angst, tiny bit of comfort i guess, ZORO DOES NOT PLAY ABOUT YOU, protective zoro, kinda sad for a christmas post ik but i was inspired
a/n: merry chrysler <3
"Stop blubbering and answer me, Usopp!" Zoro barked, roughly grabbing the sniper by his suspenders and yoking him up, attempting to shake him out of it. "Tell me what the hell happened!"
Usopp could barely breathe through his sobs, large rivulets of tears and thick globs of snot running down his face as his chest heaved, attempting to spit out an answer.
"USOPP!"
"S-S-San-Sanji!"
In an instant, Zoro's head snapped over to to the cook, eyes blazing with murderous intent.
The blonde had been sitting on the stairs of the upper deck the entire time, hands clutching his arms—like a hug—as he anxiously puffed his cigarette, his eyes becoming more hollow by the minute.
'Bastard!'
"She was with you!" the swordsman roared, storming over and harshly yanking Sanji to his feet. "What the fuck happened?!"
"Chill out, bro! It's not Sanji's fault!" Franky rushed over, shoving the two apart. "No one could've known!"
Zoro's brows furrowed at the vagueness, jaw pulling taut with frustration.
He was getting real sick of everyone beating around the bush.
"Known what?! I don't know what the hell you're talking about!"
"(y/n)..." Nami sniffled, legs pulled into her chest as she sat off to the side.
When you were first brought back, she and Robin had been asked to assist Chopper in treating you.
But the moment she caught sight of your wound, she was utterly inconsolable, nothing but tears.
This, of course, left Robin alone to help the good doctor.
"How did it happen?! How bad is she hurt?!" Zoro asked, before turning his attention back to Sanji. "You were supposed to be protecting her!"
The cook's lip rolled, hoping to fight back against its wobble as the lump in his throat began to rise.
"She... told me to tell you... she's sorry..."
"I DON'T WANNA HEAR THAT SHIT FROM YOU!"
In an instant, Zoro launched himself toward him, the others rushing in to separate the two.
"Now is not the time for this!" Jimbei exclaimed, stepping between them.
"Zoro!" Usopp quickly rushed over, holding the man back, Brook and Franky jumping in to help.
"BASTARD!"
To think, the crew had been all smiles just hours ago...
Though, in all actuality... most of Zoro's anger was directed at himself.
He had a bad feeling about the day from the moment he woke up in your shared bed, an ominous presence already lingering in the air.
And the moment you said you were going ashore, he knew he should've gone with you.
But he didn't
And that was on him.
Even after that, he had a chance to pull you away from the others, to drag you off by your arm and force you to stay back with him.
But he didn't
And that was on him.
But, of course, you had to pay the price, fighting for your life against... well, he didn't even know.
What he did know, however, was that if you died, he would never be the same.
Within your hand, you held a chunk of his heart; a chunk of his mind; a chunk of his soul.
God, he didn't even get to see you smile one last time.
What kind of boyfriend was he?
What kind of man was he?
How could he—?
"Zoro..." Robin stated, somberly, her voice cutting through his spiral as she and Chopper exited the medbay.
The poor boy was clinging to her leg, sadly, tears rolling down his cheeks as he hid his face in the flesh of her calf.
In an instant, Zoro stopped all his struggling, turning to them with a slight glimmer of fear in his eye.
"You should go see her... she needs you."
The moment the words hit his ears, he was moving, completely forgetting about Sanji and the others as he rushed into the room.
Inside, it was dim, the only light being a candle on the nightstand.
On the bed, you sat upright, feet dangling over the edge and arms crossed your bare chest as you looked down at yourself, shamefully.
"(y/n)..." Zoro exhaled, swiftly shutting the door behind himself to protect your modesty. "Are you alright?"
He crossed the room in wide strides, taking only a few steps to get to you.
From what he could see, you were unharmed; nothing like what he'd imagined based on the crew's reactions.
Impaled.
Dismembered.
Maimed.
Now, it seemed as if they were over-reacting...
When you didn't answer, his brows furrowed, hand coming up to carefully cup your cheek, concern spiking in his veins when you refused to look at him.
"(y/n)?" he tried again, thumb slightly gliding over your cheek. "What happened?"
Faintly, an idea popped into his head, reigniting the embers of anger that had been burning in chest only moments ago.
"Did someone touch you?"
At that question, a few stray tears escaped the corners of your eyes, forcing you to cower further into yourself.
It all was finally starting to click.
Your shame.
Usopp's hysterics.
Why Nami and Robin were the ones asked to assist.
'No...'
"(y/n)..." Zoro started, tone dangerously low. "Turn around."
Lip quivering, you followed his orders, letting out a few sniffles as you slowly turned.
Sitting back on your knees, you swiped your hair over your shoulder, revealing something Zoro never thought he'd see again.
The Claw of a Celestial Dragon.
Being so far away from Sabaody, the swordsman had ruled it as a near impossibility.
But seeing it so clearly, so painfully etched into your skin... it was impossible to deny.
You had been kidnapped by the Celestial Dragons, and branded... just before Sanji, Usopp, and Franky could save you.
Every pass of his eyes over your seared flesh tore out another shred of his heart, breaking him down to the white meat with your every tremble.
When you two got together, Zoro had swore to himself that he'd protect you, that any weapon made against you would fall at the hand of his blade.
That was his promise.
That was his word.
And it had just been broken.
"Zoro..." you choked up, turning back around and dropping your head in his chest, hands gripping onto his robe for dear life. "It hurts..."
Your voice felt like a punch to the gut, the swordsman's calloused hands rising to rest on your shoulders, thumbs drawing soothing circles into your skin.
Though, it wasn't long after that he became eerily quiet, expression morphing into one of something... terrifying.
Carefully, he scooped you up, wary of your burn as he laid you down on your side, leaning over to whisper something important into your ear.
". . ."
At that, your eyes widened, and he placed a firm kiss on your cheek before turning to exit the room.
On his way out, he tugged his bandana off his arm, pointedly tying it over his head before shrugging off the sleeves of his robe.
As he emerged, the blood of everyone on deck ran cold, the aura floating around the swordsman nothing short of bloodthirsty.
They had seen him before a battle countless times.
Incredibly focused.
Incredibly quiet.
Incredibly calm.
But it was nothing like that.
The sheer weight of his glare made it perfectly clear that nobody in that auction house—or possibly, on the island—was going to survive.
"Luffy..." Zoro's voice rumbled, as if he was holding back a roar of fury, the man not even having to turn around to know that his captain was on the balcony behind him.
"I know," Luffy nodded, voice low and hat shading his eyes as he stood there. "Do what you have to do."
That was all the confirmation he needed.
In an instant, his swords were drawn, and before the others could even comprehend it, he was already in the air and on shore, sprinting at a near inhuman speed toward the center of he island.
The moment Zoro learned you had been hurt, he knew he would've had to kill the bastard that did it before the day was over.
But the moment he saw that damned mark, he knew that not only would he kill the bastard that did it, but anyone even remotely affiliated.
And, in the end, Luffy had to hunt him down and bring him back to senses, practically dragging him back to the Sunny as Kizaru chased behind.
Not only had Zoro killed the Celestial Dragon that branded you, but also everyone that worked at the auction... nearly destroying the entire island in the process.
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