#Sora warrior of the sea

[sakura-rose12]

He lets Law infodump on him because he gets so animated

Corazon was there when Sanji first put the raid suit on, they were planning to use his Devil Fruit to sneak Sanji an and the others out before shit hit the fan.

Masterlist

[redinthesea]

Anyone else from the North Blue remember watching this weird old Sora cartoon on their transponder screens growing up???

I can't find much about it other than this shot, it's all stuff about the comic book instead. I think it might be lost media at this point. 🤷

[whatachaos]

So hear me out,,, Law is a nerd, good for him, we love and stan one precious boi

[dissvicious]

punk hazard sora watching party

[rejinarenner]

DAY 4: SUPERHERO/VILLIAN

NO MORE YARICHIN CLUB, ONLY SORA WARRIOR OF THE SEA

SKIPPING THE OTHER DAYS (I will come back to them later), BUT—

why do we need to ship zoro and sanji, sanji and nami, luffy and hancock or some other couples in one piece, if that world has THEIR OWN FANDOM WITH THEIR OWN PAIRINGS????

IF SPARKLING RED/SORA WARRIOR OF THE SEA IS NOT THE MOST POPULAR SHIP IN NORTH BLUE, THEN WHAT CAN WE TALK ABOUT???

P.S. we had a really ridiculous talk with @bor-is-love about what people in one piece could ship in “sora warrior of the sea” and we’ve come to think that these two really make sense

P.S.2. there is 100% probability that Vito wrote dirty yaoi fan fictions on different ships😏

[ungeese]

It’s pretty weird that the comic Sora Warrior of the Sea had such specific details about Germa right?

Like even choosing to name the protagonist SORA! How many people knew the queen of Germa was working against her husband’s experiments? I doubt it was a lot! So why name the warrior who fights Germa after her?

And Stealth Black is in the comics! Accurate enough that Law recognized Sanji when he transforms for the first time! Who would have even known there were 4 princes? One was supposed to have died young! Way before he received his combat suit!

So someone on the inside who hated Germa enough to make them the villains, wanted to honor the fight Sora made against the alterations to her children, but also still considered Sanji one of them enough to include him in the line up?

Literally only Reiju could have written Sora warrior of the sea, is what I’m saying.

Secret Mangaka Reiju-sensei taking all the emotions she has to pretend she doesn’t feel every day and turning them into a hit high octane Shonen Manga.

[nehswritesstuffs]

Sanji, Warrior of the Sea

So, um, my husband very specifically asked for this fic so everybody pls thank Mr. Nehs; this is very silly; things don’t happen in here precisely as in the series canon, but what do I care?; essentially rated T but with a bunch of strong cussing (and that bathhouse scene) so be warned I guess; no shipping unless you put goggles on idc

Sanji, fresh out of Whole Cake Island, decides to make good of a shit situation and have Franky tinker with his raid suit. He just didn't take one thing into account: NERDS. [3696 words]

The weight of the canister was heavy in Sanji’s hand as he removed it from his inner jacket pocket. He and the rest of the crew were headed towards Wano, where the advance party was already in place. Leaning against the railing of the Sunny, he was tempted to chuck the thing as far as he could and forget about it, leaving the device to the briny depths of the ocean. It was only just barely slipped to him by Reiju, her ability for sleight of hand almost nostalgic.

“Use it better than we ever did,” she had whispered, and then had been gone. Now he was leagues upon leagues away, with little instruction on how or why.

He might have been his mother’s son, but as he held the device he thought of his father and what he would say. The geezer would cuss and kick him with the peg, most likely, but would also tell him to figure out a way to use it better than those sacks of skin that called themselves his family. Beat them at their own game and all that shit. He weighed his options: use it, shove it deep in his locker, or fucking yeet the piece of garbage as far as he could, use Moonwalk to catch it, and then throw it again for maximum coverage.

Then again, when he boiled it down, there was one more option that he needed to consider…

-_-_-_-_-_-_-

“You want me to what?” Franosuke slurped up soba as he looked at the device in Sangoro’s hand. It didn’t look like much, but from what the cook was implying, it was honestly one of the highest-tech pieces of equipment either of them had ever touched, which was impressive given the present company.

“See what you can do about making this thing… better,” Sangoro said. “I got it from my sister—Father thought he knew best and made one for each of us.”

“…even though you hate him?”

“He was hoping that I’d… come around one day.” Franosuke scoffed at that. “You get what I’m saying?”

“Yeah, yeah; I get you, brother,” Franosuke chuckled. He held out his hand and Sangoro handed over the device. “Usohachi and I are supposed to be hanging out tonight to work on some other projects, so I think we can fit this in.”

“Thanks; I owe you one,” Sangoro said. “Burgers might be a stretch, but I think I can manage some steak if you want.”

“Nah… I’ll take a rain check on that. Too busy this week.” Franosuke pocketed the device and went back to his soba. “This is good eatin’ though. Wouldn’t mind maybe an extra serving of this.”

Eh; he’d think about it.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-

Sanji kicked the dinosaur in the face, hard. Who the fuck was this guy, thinking he could just destroy people’s lives just because he was searching for him? He hated assholes like this, acting like nothing they ever did came with consequence, and he’d had enough. Taking the canister out of his kimono sleeve, he activated it, knowing that although he could take the asshole without it, he was going to need some seriously big guns to stop him before anyone else got hurt in the middle of the sleeping city.

Out of the canister came a costume, which wrapped around his body with precision accuracy. Sanji could feel that the fabrics were different from what his sperm donor had engineered and he was put more at-ease because of it. The raid suit finished forming and he felt damn good, like he was taking everything those bastards worked for and was pissing and ashing on it simultaneously. His opponent scoffed, however, or at least as much as a spinosaur could.

“Are you mocking me?!” he growled. “Real men don’t use a fight to play dress-up.”

“That’s selling it short,” Sanji smirked. He pressed his fingertips to the side of the helmet, activating the sensors. Varied readouts and stats flashed across the visor—bingo.

Using Moonwalk, Sanji bounced around in the air, confusing the shit-mannered mook until he was able to find an opening. Once he saw it, he acted swiftly, slamming a flaming foot into the back of the dinosaur’s neck. His opponent was knocked out cold without him damaging any other buildings.

“That’ll teach you,” he smirked. He watched as the spinosaur shrank down to a Human shape. Tch; asshole had no right to challenge him. It was then, however, that Sanji heard a surprised gasp. He turned around and saw… Traffy…?

“Holy shit,” Traffy marveled. “It’s Sora!” Sanji cringed at the sound of his mother’s name—what the fuck?!

“I’m no one!” he claimed. “Just… uh… just passing through!” Traffy replaced himself with a pebble and got directly within Sanji’s personal bubble, touching his cape and admiring his clothes.

“The attention to detail is absolutely exquisite,” he said. “Excellent craftsmanship; they spared no expense.”

“Get off me,” Sanji grumbled. Where the fuck was Traffy when the dino-jerk attacked? Way to have shit timing. He pulled the cloak out of Law’s hand and sneered. “Don’t touch the goods.”

“Uh… yes, sir,” Traffy mumbled. Sanji did not like the way his captain’s ally was looking at him, so he took one step back, found where the settings were, and… oh, thank fuck, Franky kept it. He turned on the cloaking device, essentially granting him invisibility, hoping it would allow for a quick getaway.

Trafalgar Law instead squealed like little kid…? Oh, he did not have enough smokes on-hand to unpack that.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-

Okay, granted, Sanji knew that sliding into the mixed baths was going to be trouble. He was likely to see way too much man peen for his liking, not to mention be in a position to get caught, but it was worth it to spy on wome—ahem—test the limits of his raid suit. Opportunities like this were becoming fewer and farther between as everyone prepared for the upcoming raid on Onigashima, and he needed to know exactly what the thing could do before throwing himself headlong into battle.

It was practical, okay? Field testing. Tactical information gathering.

Oh, there were a lot of women in the bathhouse that afternoon that made his heart race and the front of his pants feel tight. He swallowed hard as he watched them all from his perch in the rafters, above where others might see his invisible form displacing steam. The desire to palm himself was almost unbearable—this was definitely good… erm… data he was collecting.

Usopp was going to shit bricks when he told him what this thing could do.

Then, suddenly, he saw her come out of the changing room: Nami. All others seemed to fade into nothingness as he drank in the beauty of her in a towel. She was gorgeous, as always, with her silky skin and curvaceous body. A paragon amongst goddesses, she was, and it was enough for him to cave. He put his gloved hand on the front of his crotch and felt how hard his cock was underneath it all. Beloved Nami-swan, who graciously allowed the world to merely glimpse a tiny fraction of her beauty, was right here for all to see, and she was only in a towel.

Sanji stayed where he was for a moment while Nami was attempting to lay low, which was near-impossible thanks to all the looks she was getting. The local ladies loved her—fine by him—but… wait a second?! What were those men doing leering at her?! How dare they! He was certain that they couldn’t appreciate Nami like was right and proper! What did they know about a woman’s form? There was no way these men knew what he, a true connoisseur, did after all! He was so incensed by their unrefined palates that he nearly did not notice the new person walk in: Hawkins.

Shit; he was looking for people with the reverse crescent moon tattoo. A bathhouse was the perfect place to look for such a thing, wasn’t it? Oh no, what was he going to do?! He couldn’t give away his position, but Nami might be in danger. Well, she was strong and could take care of herself, but did she have her Climatact tucked away under the towel? What about the other women? He didn’t trust these losers to protect them, not to mention the fact that Nami shouldn’t have to protect herself unless there wasn’t a man like him around! Shit, shit shit… how was he going to explain this…? His infidelity to Nami’s beauty…?

Then it happened.

Like a shimmering light shining forth in the darkness!

A beacon of hope for all those who felt lost!

The pinnacle of the feminine form!

Nami-swan dropped her towel!

Maximum full-frontal!!

Sanji couldn’t take it any longer! Oh, the unfettered beauty! The pristine curves! The raw, natural majesty! He blacked for a moment, for the next thing he knew he was covered in blood down his front and everyone was staring at him.

Oh shit.

“Drake…” Hawkins said, his voice cracking high. He didn’t pull his eyes off Sanji despite the fact he was trying to gesture and grab at the same time with the arm closest to the door. “Drake, it’s him!”

“Did you find a suspect?” asked a voice from the foyer. X Drake… oh, the last thing he needed was another dinosaur idiot to deal with. Drake stepped into the bath area and glared at Hawkins, though once he saw Nami he froze in place, eyes wide and face red in blush. “That’s not a suspect, is it?”

“Not her, you idiot!” Hawkins hissed. “It’s Sora!” There was that name again! It was really beginning to grate on Sanji’s nerves, but he guessed he could handle it if it meant that Hawkins and Drake were distracted enough to let the people who were escaping… well… escape. Hawkins side-shuffled over to Drake and touched the other man’s face, turning it towards Sanji.

When Drake’s eyes finally followed his face, his jaw flopped open.

“It’s Sora, Warrior of the Sea!” Drake gasped. “That’s his vintage uniform from the Jutrich Island Saga!”

“Specifically his landing in Kester,” Hawkins agreed. By now, Sanji was on his feet and feeling incredibly awkward—what the fuck were they talking about? “He is more dashing in person, isn’t he?”

“That’s… not the word I’d use.”

“That is because you have no taste.”

“What in the hell are you two talking about?” Sanji scoffed. He activated the readouts on his visor again and they showed that the three of them were quickly becoming the only ones in the building—excellent.

“Surely you jest,” Hawkins said, trying to sound casual. “That uniform? The cape? Helmet? You are none other than Sora, Warrior of the Sea, taken straight from the comic pages.”

…comic pages?!

“Neither of you have known the touch of a woman, have you?” Sanji deadpanned.

“Like you’re one to talk!” Nami snapped. Sanji glanced over towards her and saw that a robe was now covering her as she scrambled to leave with, wait, Robin-chan was there too?! Oh, and they were there with Shinobu. He needed to make sure they got out safely, but with the way these two were… seas… ogling him, he wasn’t sure that they’d get out of there if he moved even an inch. “Keep them distracted! We’ll meet you later!”

“Nami-swan, I…!” Sanji reached out with his hand, but he was too late… she was gone. He let his hand clench into a fist and turned towards Hawkins and Drake, who both seemed too star-struck to care that potential captives were fleeing the scene. “You two made me lose my chance with Nami-swan!”

“I didn’t think he’d be based off a real person,” Drake marveled. He looked… deeply confused, but also like he wanted to screech happily like a little kid that just found a frog.

“You need to answer us something,” Hawkins said. He somehow narrowed his eyes further. “Something only the real Sora would know: how did you escape from Germa 66’s clutches in the Gezelligate Arc?”

Sanji was ready to murder something.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-

Law stood in the prison corridor, Drake not too far away, as he waited impaitently. He didn’t like doing it this way—neither did the dinosaur, it seemed—but at least it was doable. It could fit in his grand plan. Not very well, but it fit.

“Here you are,” Hawkins announced from around the corner. Law’s ears perked up and he watched as the aforementioned Supernova led Penguin, Shachi, and Bepo into view, all three of his crewmates half-in tears.

“We’re sorry, Captain!” Bepo sniffled. “We didn’t mean to get caught!”

“No worries,” he replied coolly. “I know something they don’t realize.

“What’s that?” Penguin wondered. Law simply smirked and opened a Room.

“The famed Warrior of the Sea is on our side.”

Before his crewmates had a chance to react, Law swapped them out with pebbles and dropped the Room. He held up his arms in surrender, unable to not laugh at the look of horror on Hawkins’s face.

“What’s the matter? Didn’t think I knew?” He felt Drake put seastone cuffs on him from behind, jostling him roughly. “Hey, watch the goods—I need those hands to perform surgery.”

“Like you have a medical degree,” Drake grumbled.

“…and for all I know, you’re probably still a cop,” Law scoffed. For that, Drake pushed him towards Hawkins, letting their prisoner stumble into the dirt floor. “Hit a nerve?”

“You know what? I don’t even care anymore.” Drake took a step back before turning to walk away. “Do whatever hoodoo nonsense you want to him. I’m washing my hands of it.”

“Hoodoo is a completely different discipline,” Hawkins droned, “but I’ll try.” He snapped his fingers and two Pleasures guards came by to lift Law from the floor and drag him off to a torture cell. “I’ll make him regret invoking the name of Sora.”

Law chuckled to himself as the mooks dragged him away. These two losers were in for it.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-

Okay, mooks taken out and transported to varied Flower Capitol alleyways, check. Hawkins—aka: Senior Mook—unconscious and bleeding out on the floor, check. His sword and hat back—check. Information he pried out of Senior Mook before allowing him to pass out. Check and noted. Law was feeling good as he got ready to leave the prison house. Just a few more moment of checking out the outlying areas with his Devil Fruit and he could accurately pinpoint a safe getaway. He stepped out into the corridor and began to walk out—he was a free man, after all.

“Trafalgar.” Oh, yeah, there was one more that he didn’t get rid of, though to be honest, it felt like an afterthought. He turned and saw Drake standing there, staring at him with an… well, the look eas cryptic, that was for certain.

“You’re not stopping me,” Law said casually. “I’m finding a place to go as we speak.”

“Then before you leave, I have a request,” Drake said. Law raised an eyebrow.

“What’s a not-cop want from a humble pirate like myself?”

“Do you think…” Drake blushed, not believing he was saying this. “I mean… could you get me an autograph from Sora?”

“We’re on different sides… you know that, right?”

“All my time I was in the Navy, he was their best-kept secret. To get an autograph from one of the best special ops agent? Whose solo work inspired all of us? It might get you a favor or two.”

“Hmm… I’ll think about it.”

In a flash, the man vanished and an upset tomcat appeared in his place.

Well, it was worth a shot.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-

“What the fuck did you do to this thing?!” Sanji hissed, shoving his raid suit in Franky’s face. The cyborg simply scoffed and kept on eating.

“I improved it—made it super—just like you asked, brother,” he replied. It was the night before they were to raid Onigashima and all he wanted was some relaxation time before putting his nose to the grindstone. The surrounding area was a mishmash collection of their crew and varied allies, whether reluctant or not, the vast majority not paying attention to them. “I don’t know why you’re so pissed off.”

“I’m pissed off because I keep on running into weirdos and creeps who think I look like a comic book character!” Sanji complained. “Did you design it to look like something else, or did you use an original design?!”

“It’s just a little thing I remember from when I was a kid,” Franky shrugged. “Every so often in Water 7 we’d get these collection books of this super comic where a guy with a robot and pet seagull would fight bad guys. Only ever got a couple of books—flat broke compared with only ever seeing random volumes. Probably wasn’t something that did too well.”

“It did well enough that three different people have called me by the exact same name,” Sanji scowled. “What was the name of the comic?”

“I dunno—Sorne… Sorley… Sohan… Solly…” Franky snapped his fingers between each name as he tried to remember. “…Sorrel… Soslan… Sota… Sora…”

“That’s it!” Sanji shouted, pointing at Franky. Ooohhhhh… he couldn’t believe this was happening! “That’s what those nutjobs keep calling me!”

“Sora…?” A moment, then it clicked. “Oh yeah, that’s right! Sora, Warrior of the Sea! Kind of a weird series if you ask me. Total Naval propaganda. Then again, I was only really there for the robot…”

Sanji screamed in anguish and began to storm away, stomping his feet angrily as he went off to have an entire packet of smokes at once. He slammed his shoulder into Law on his way, which caused the other to stop and glare—what the hell…?

“What’s the matter with him?” he asked Franky. The cyborg simply shrugged.

“No whimsy,” he claimed. “Meanwhile, I’m full of it this week.”

Law simply shrugged and walked off—not his crew, not his problem.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-

It was the Raid on Onigashima. Sanji was attempting to hold his own against the throng of solders that were coming at him. Okay, so he wasn’t attempting so much as succeeding, but it was beginning to wear on his nerves that each time he knocked one of the Beast Pirate freaks down, five more popped up in their place. It was like there was a never-ending sea of them waking up and he smelled like breakfast.

Suddenly, over the din of the battle, Sanji heard a familiar scream. He looked up and saw that Kaidou was up on a balcony, holding Momonosuke over the drop that would have the boy splatter on the Performance Floor. As much as he wanted to trust that Momonosuke could turn into a dragon and fly away once let go, he also didn’t trust that Kaidou or any of his goons had gone and put seastone on—let alone in—the kid.

Shit. No matter what, this wasn’t going to be good. He could let the perverted little shrimp fall to his potential doom, but… Nami would be really pissed at him for letting that happen, wouldn’t she? Not to mention Luffy. Damn it. Sanji decided to break out the big guns and put on his raid suit, immediately cloaking himself in invisibility. The Beast Pirates he had been fighting all stared in confusion—there had been someone there before, wasn’t there?

As Sanji catapulted himself up into the air with Moonwalk, Kaidou did precisely what Sanji thought he would and dropped Momonosuke. Lucky, he was able to snatch the kid after he fell only a few feet, bringing him back up to Kaidou’s level while still invisible.

“What the fuck is this?” Kaidou slurred. He grabbed a large bottle of sake from a nearby Beast Pirate and took a swig—he clearly didn’t know if he was too drunk or not drunk enough. “I didn’t think little piss-brats like you could fly.”

“Who has hold of me?!” Momonosuke whispered in a panic. He grabbed hold of Sanji’s cape and attempted to pull it around himself. “Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me yet,” Sanji grumbled. Someone unseen threw a rock, meaning to hit Momonosuke but hitting Sanji in the side of his helmet instead. His cloaking device sparked before fizzling out—it overloaded and needed some time to reactivate.

“Who the fuck are you?” Kaidou frowned. He did not seem like he was very amused by the whole thing.

“Hey, I know that tech,” Queen realized. “You’re one of Judge’s brats, aren’t you?”

“Wrong: I’m Sora’s boy,” Sanji spat. Without another word, he turned on his heel mid-air and jettisoned himself towards the Performance Floor. There, he was able to spot a trio of Traffy’s men—the Mink and two of the ones with dumb hats—and he tossed Momonosuke at them. “Keep him safe until someone approved comes to get him, alright?”

“Yes, sir, Sora, sir!” Penguin said as he picked up Momonosuke. Shachi saluted. Fuck… more of them…

“Uh… guys…” Bepo seemed to be uncomfortable. “That’s just one of the Straw Hats…”

“Bepo, Bepo, Bepo…” Shachi tutted. “Here we thought we raised you right! The Captain said it’s Sora, so it has to be Sora!”

“…but that’s clearly…”

“Sora!” Stupid One and Stupid Two said in unison. Sanji honestly felt ready to kill them both, Traffy and the alliance be damned. At least the Mink was able to use his brain…

“There he is!” Sanji looked over his shoulder and saw Law, Hawkins, and Drake all running towards him. Shit! He turned his attention towards the Mink and nodded gravely.

“All of you are from the same place, aren’t you?”

“The North Blue, yeah,” Bepo said, “but I’m originally from Zou.”

“Then I thank you for your service,” Sanji replied. The Mink seemed puzzled, only to yelp in surprise as Sanji picked him up and tossed him at the three incoming Supernovas before running away.

Goddamned nerds needed to leave him the fuck alone!

[posts-from-one-piece-world]

Being in the Strawhat fandom is awesome because the Strawhats slowly bleed into everything. Sora fandom? Guess what. Uta fandom? Guess what. FUCKING NOLAND FAIRY-TALES FANDOM? GUESS. WHAT.

[l-in-the-light]

Only 2 days left... 🥰🎂🎁🎈How would Law celebrate his birthday? The crew planing a surprise party for him?

Oopsie, I'm a tiny bit late replying to this ask, I'm sorry, I was on the Luffy vs Katakuri mission :D but even if it's one day late it still counts anyway! I hope? :3

I think Law would probably not pay much attention to his own birthday. It's possible it reminds him of how he celebrated it with his parents and little sister, and maybe he wouldn't really be ready to celebrate it without them for quite some time. I bet Bepo, Penguin and Shachi had to work around that a lot, like claiming it's a "joined" birthday celebration of some kind, so they could make it easier for Law to accept it as fine again. After some time it would become a sacred tradition on Polar Tang to celebrate everyone's birthdays whenever they come by, Law's as well of course. Law would be always like "I don't need a big celebration party", but he would still accept the cakes and the gifts. Whenever someone asks him what he would want for his birthday he would just go with some easy answer like "anything is good" or "another coin for collection".

Of course, don't think Penguin and Shachi (and Bepo, he would be dragged into their antics 100%) would declare defeat that easily. Once in a while they would try to make Law's birthday more special than that and they would use all the possible resources to achieve it. Normal surprise party wouldn't work on Law, because he would expect a celebration to happen, and they can pull the "we forgot this year, captain, we're sorry" stunt only so many times before it stops working altogether. But let's say they caught a wind about Sora convention or some other Sora related big event happening somewhere. Of course they didn't miss the spark in Law's eyes when he first found out about it, but he denied and said it's for kids and he's good, and he definitely won't drag the whole crew to some silly event like that. That's the moment Penguin and Shachi decided THIS IS IT and they will make this event into next surprise party for their beloved captain. They're gonna kidnap his ass and bring him there so he can have the best day of his life!

They would conspire with the Strawhats for that, because damn, they're desperate to make it work, and they have to make sure Law has no idea about their sneaky little plan. They would dump their captain on Sunny for a week (officially Luffy was in trouble or something like that) so they scramble leaving him there, using some very thorough excuse (nothing less than that could fool Law), while in reality they will work on all the preparations. They also made sure to let the Strawhats know their meeting point and gave them the special mission they just Can't Fail No Matter What, which is to put Law to sleep somehow the night before their big meetup and Not Let Him Know About The Secret Plan. Knowing Strawhats, it would end in some disaster and Law would get a pretty good idea that something is fishy, at the very least. He would never guess it's for his birthday though, because it's not the correct month (it would be too much of a coincidence if the event happens in October, right?).

On the fated day they arrive at the venue where the Sora con is gonna happen and Law is dumbfounded. He noticed for a few days already that they're getting suspiciously close to the event (yes, he told his crew he's not interested, but he still remembered where the event was gonna be held and even traced down the island on the map before, ofc when he was alone). But he never expected to wake up to see his Hearts welcoming him on the island, all wearing self-made Germa and Sora cosplays, shouting a Happy Birthday to him, out of the season. Strawhats tease Law to death that he's such a fanboy and when Law sees his present (a Sora costume) he gets too embarrassed and refuses to wear it. Luffy notices that, takes it and wears it instead, even though it's too big on him, but he thinks it makes Law happy (it actually kinda does lol).

Law realizes he might as well get along with it, if only not to destroy Hearts efforts (he can tell how much work they put into it). And so they spend a whole weekend in the venue filled to the brim with celebratory stuff, Sora merchandise, Sora-themed arcade machines, Sora-themed cafes, cosplay contests (Hearts win it easily and they even manage to bring Law cosplayed on the stage too, but he refuses to later admit that it was actually him haha. Only Luffy knows, because Law needed the costume back for an hour). And there's that big screen in the venue ready for announcements, and they had a surprise big news to share, and it turns out Sora is getting an anime adaptation. Law malfunctions at that (by freezing in spot) from joy while Hearts make the loudest applaud the world has ever seen (Strawhats join in just because of the shared excitement, because they're Strawhats and that's what they do :D). Law spends the whole day being either dragged by Hearts around or dragged by Luffy to play with him on the arcades (Luffy sucks at it and insists he wants to get better and Law is stuck with him for most of the day as the result, not counting the food breaks and big announcements stuff Law refuses to skip no matter what). Law ends up skipping one of the meals just to stroll around on his own for once. He soon is found anyway and dragged along.

The day ends with special fireworks show at night, and some of the fireworks are forming the infamous 66 logo (damn Germa, Law would comment on it under his nose) and Sora's robot doing a laser attack at it (everyone's eyes would sparkle for a good hour afterwards). And while sitting there watching the show, Law would peek at everyone. At his Hearts rehearsing some cosplay skit they will do for one of tomorrow's contests (probably trying to recreate one of their favourite gags from Sora comics, and Yamato is apparently joining them for some reason), at Jean Bart who gets very excited too despite having never read any Sora comic before (he's cosplaying as Sora's robot companion and Law thinks he looks very cool), at Bepo who probably doesn't get all the details they're discussing but it makes him all very excited (he's cosplaying the Sora's seagull companion, that's why he's wearing a cap with a seagull sitting on top of his head. He even has a special string attached to it and when he pulls on it, the wings flap up and down, but he did it so many times today that it already broke). Ikkaku is of course cosplaying Poison Pink and she's selling it so well Law caught himself not recognizing her a few times already through the day.

Then he looks at the Strawhats. Chopper munches on some cotton candy he got from one of many food stalls outside (cotton candy comes in all the representative Germa's colors), Franky apparently got inspired by the fireworks show and all the cosplayers from earlier and is trying to create a Sora's robot miniature at the moment from the scraps he took from Sunny, Jimbei is just drinking one of the many cocktails (also based on Germa's color schemes and named after some of their cool attacks, damn that Germa) together with Zoro, Sanji is apparently trying his hand on preparing his very own variation of Sora-inspired recipe on quickly arranged half-borrowed equipment (bless him, he's the only one who understands Sora is cooler than Germa! Why are all the foods inspired only by Germa?! It's a Sora event!), Nami and Robin just enjoy the show, discussing something (Law has no idea they're actually talking about the gifts they got for him and will give him tomorrow, even though it's technically not his birthday). Brook falls paralyzed to the ground when Franky's laser from the tiny robot hits him, and he pretends to be a corpse (he's pretty good at it, too), only to get back up again a moment later and repeat it again and again, clearly having fun.

Meanwhile Usopp is nowhere to be found, but suddenly Sogeking is here and is trying to sell some tall tale to the Hearts that Sogeking is a long-lost friend of Sora Warrior of the Sea (that picks Law's interest for a moment, but he's sure he would have heard about that before if that was the case). And then there's Luffy who apparently tries to learn how to make one of Sora's attacks from one of the Heart Pirates. When Luffy spots Law looking at him he beams him a smile and gestures a surprise attack in his direction, which Law pretends to effortlessly dodge.

And when Law looks at all of them in this moment, he thinks he's kinda happy and that maybe, just maybe, he shouldn't avoid his birthdays anymore. Also, technically, it's not his birthday, so it's okay. He feels a bit like a kid again, celebrating with his beloved family, and even though they're not here with him, his other two families are instead. He also realizes this is probably the first time in his life when he just celebrated something for two days in a row, no attention divided by anything else, no work to be done in-between. And he finds himself really looking forward to another day of this event.

Little does he know the next day he is gonna be showered with gifts from everyone. His crew gives him a complete edition of every Sora comic ever released, in hardcover, and looots of cool looking Sora and Germa figurines. There's so many of them they each have to hold a few as they all approach closer to give it to him. Bepo though apparently missed the memo and gave him a T-shirt with a Sora's portrait on it instead (with the well-known credo of his "I will punish you in the name of the moon!" written on it as well), making Penguin and Shachi laugh (they all know Law prefers to customize his own clothes so no one dares to gift him any garments). Yet, contrary to their expectations, Law wears this particular T-shirt every other day on Polar Tang from now on. Penguin and Shachi also give him a commemorative coin from the event, one they custom-made so it's the only one in the whole world (if Law got touched by that he tried to hide it very, very well under his hat).

But Strawhats also gave him some gifts, which is something he never expected to happen. Franky gave him (a self-made!) projector so Law can watch the upcoming Sora anime on big screen/wall and added the tiny Sora's robot he was making yesterday (he indeed can shoot freaking lasers!). Zoro gave Law some really cool looking alcohol he apparently won in one of the competitions. It was produced in the year when the very first Sora's strip came out (Zoro of course had no idea, he just gave it to him because it looked pricey and he was looking for a gift anyway). Sanji brings him a definitely self-made but most impressive birthday cake Law has ever seen, on top of which small figurine (made out of sugar) of Sora is stomping over defeated Germa (he refused to give Law the recipe though, damn Kuroashi-ya). Chopper gave Law Sora's gun replica, because he thought it looked cool and it reminded him of Hiluluk's modified aneasthesia gun. He said he had to use his Strong Point and Horn Point to fight other people trying to land their hands on it, because apparently they were sold in extremely limited supply.

Robin gave Law a book that they sold only at this venue, documenting all the history of Sora's publication, trivias, interviews with the author etc. Most of things Law already knew, but never had them collected in one handy (and very thick) volume, and it becomes one of his most browsed books on his shelf from now on. Usopp and Nami queued through a number of lottery tickets to win a special price for Law and proudly present him a winning ticket. They probably spent a whole day yesterday exchanging and collecting receipts from people buying merchandise and food so they could get a decent shot at that. Brook hands him an autograph from Sora's author (with a small handrawn picture of Sora!) with dedication to no one else but Law written on it. Upon being questioned how he got it, he refused to share his secret, yohohoho. Coincidentally, the next day the event reveals a special guest on the stage, who happens to be the author of the Sora comics in person.

Jimbei is a simple man so he just got the commemorative set of cups and plates they sold at the event, for Law and all of his Heart Pirates (Shachi and Penguin thanked him with tears spilling out of their eyes like waterfalls). Yamato, who shares the same passion and fanboyish spirit (to Oden, not Sora, but still), went through all the amateur artists and bought the most interesting looking dojins. He couldn't decide which are the best, so Law is now getting three huge cardboard boxes filled to the brim, Yamato was carrying two under his arms, and one on top of his head as well.

Luffy saw a 1:1 replica of Sora's figurine and decided that will be his gift to Law (it probably wasn't for sale and Luffy stole it, now it has a sloppily wrapped ribbon around it, probably not Luffy's idea but someone clumsily trying to help him make it look more like a gift). Luffy thought it's the perfect idea, because he also dreams of having his own statue on Sunny. Law keeps it and doesn't allow Nami and the others attempt to return it where it came from.

In exchange for all the love he received, Law bought them anything they wanted as well, and paid for the food party they did at the end of the day. He also found out what was the special price he got the ticket for, which turned out to be a voucher he can redeem in all the places around the world related to Sora's adventures in the comics, it comes together with a treasure map marking all the related locations.

And that's how Law's room on Polar Tang turned into a huge Sora fanboy's display. Law of course bought some merchandise for himself as well, including the official poster for the upcoming anime, coasters, notebooks and pens with Sora's pictures on it (all very practical things). He was too embarrassed to hang the poster though, so it was sitting neatly rolled up in the corner of his room, until one day Luffy visited, found it and sticked it to the wall with superglue, and of course he made it very visibly crooked to the side, because Luffy has never hanged any poster before.

When the event finished and it was time to part their ways again, Strawhats and Hearts would make a promise to repeat this the next year, because the organizators already decided they will do another Sora event like this after the success of first edition. Law secretly thinks that day seems like an eternity away in the future.

[softcenteregg]

Soba Mask // Stealth Black inspired tote is coming later this summer! I’m so excited about this one, I’ve wanted to do it for a long time. Once Zoro is done, these will become available. ^-^v

[onepiece-birthdays]

It's May 12th

Happy birthday to the antagonist of our favorite serialized comic, Sora: Warrior of the Sea! Check out the latest installment every week, only in the WENP!

Unrelatedly, happy birthday also to Vinsmoke Judge of Germa 66! He is 56.

[ringdabel]

🕶 : I finally found my captain’s secret bisechsusal! (He meant bicycle but mispronounced it)

-moments later-

🕶 : *STORMS IN* Captain!!! I found your secret bisechsual!

🩺 : ….What…?

🕶 : I found your-

🩺 : You better not tell anyone about Sora…

🕶 : You named it??

[ravensa]

Some spot art i made for Hiba's fic in the @fandomfastfoods zine!! Go check it out it is super cute!!!

[ayuventi]

-SLAMS FIST ON TABLE- LAW DESERVES TO COSPLAY HIS FAVE CHILDHOOD CHARACTER!!!

[dissvicious]

Enchanted by the implication that Sora either comes presubbed already (which is cool. Accessibility win) or that these two are extra WEEBS and watch Sora in the “original language as INTENDED” even if Japan doesn’t really… exists as a country per se in one piece world.

I think I accidentally created the worst duo ever.

[rambird12]

dreamt last night that I was talking with Law about his love for the Sora warrior of Sea comics and somehow he found out my love for comic series Teenage Munatant Ninja kung fu Dugongs. My Brain I guess saying the one piece version of the TMNT is Mutant Kung fu Dugongs..