#BABY NAMI MEETING CHOPPER??? WEEPING.

[collector-of-tommys]

ok so im not amazing with words when it comes to feelings so take these images as my way of expressing how i feel abt this chapter

bury your albatross in a shallow grave

chapter 2/6

A breeze drifts through the foliage, and Zoro squints against the glaring sunlight overhead. He doesn’t recognize anything—not even the climate—and after a moment he closes his eye again, heaving a sigh that draws out into an aggravated kind of groan, because sure, fantastic, incredible. No swords, no crew, no memory. Typical day on a new island, then.

Suddenly, a dark blur drops down from above, landing in a crouch, and all of Zoro's muscles tense. He hadn't sensed anyone else, so how—

A blond kid no more than ten years old stands in front of him, adjusting a worn tophat with one hand and gripping a long, lethal-looking metal pipe with the other. He's dressed well—in a dirty but clearly expensive suit, each piece of which is a slightly different shade of blue—and he looks pissed.

“Don’t move!” the kid shouts, swinging his weapon in a clear threat. “Who are you, and what the hell did you do with my little brother?”

pairing: monkey d. luffy/roronoa zoro

word count: 28131/?

ao3 tags: monkey d. luffy & nami & roronoa zoro; asl; kuina; childhood trauma; spoilers through the end of wano; nakamaship/crew as family