#garling

[tea-party-with-drosera]

Wonders in the world of birds! Daddy - cuckoo!

[hizewiro]

Brothers!

Shanks - Figarland Shamrock - Gildarts Clive

[bubbydarkstar]

gorosei family photo

(sorry for making peter so babygirl)

[album-aurum]

today we love figarland garling bro

[starlightbelle]

I’m leaning towards both being clones of Garling, guys. I mean they could be sons…but with the clones we’ve seen so far AND cloning being heavily discussed in chapter 1134….

Garling…

And Shanks…

And this guy…

I’m favoring the idea that Holy Knight not-Shanks and Shanks are both clones of Garling. It makes more and more sense to me the more I think about it.

[thedeadhead]

I have a One Piece theory that the Celestial Dragons have naturally strong fighting abilities and Haki control, but it’s really only accessible if they were to train or put in any effort. Hence why I suspect Imu spoils them rotten, so they get lazy over the generations and could never threaten him.

Also they’re so greedy and corrupt now they don’t give a damn who runs things as long as they get their wants met.

I feel like St. Garling and the Gods Knights are an example of the Celestial Dragons who have still retained some of that ability and skill, but have been turned towards selfish & evil goals

For example, Doflamingo as a child was able to unlock a massive burst of Conquerer’s Haki when he was put under duress, and we know Shanks, another descendant of the C.D, has some of the most powerful Haki in the series thus far.

Also could help explain why Mjosgard got handsomer and was wielding a weapon after he stopped being garbage

[grizzlybearattack]

[asitrita]

One Piece Trivia (possibly, not sure, tbh).

Thoughts on the latests chapters of One Piece. THERE ARE SPOILERS, PLEASE, SCROLL PASS THIS POST IF YOU DON'T WANT TO SPOIL YOURSELF PART OF THE FUN.

SPOILERS

For those who don't know, it is actually quite interesting that Saint Donquixote Mjosgard was "killed" or "executed" by Figarland Garling who looks like the image below, because, in case you didn't know, in the Spanish novel Don Quixote, the main character, this is, the nobleman Don Quixote, is finally defeated by the Knight of the White Moon. After the defeat, he's forced by the knight to return home. In fact, the knight was a neighbour and close friend of Don Quixote's family, who only intended to cure Don Quixote of his chivalric madness and to force him to come back to his senses by persuading him to give up on his foolish ideals about chivalry and righteousness.

This is Figarland:

These are some interpretations of the Knight of the White Moon:

Basically... I mean, it could all just be a coincidence, but it really cought my attention the first time I saw Garling's image.

[usui-zero]

does.. sir. Garribed of  Sherlock Holmes

as: sir. Garling in One Piece 

?!?!?

this is just a theory.. my theory!!!

.

[blackmaria93]

La luna è una bugiarda, quando fa la D cresce, quando fa la C diminuisce. #OnePiece  #Capitolo1125 #Egghead  #Joyboy #Luffy #GigantescoRegno #DrVegapunk #Dragon #ImuSama #Garling #Gorōsei #GovernoMondiale https://youtu.be/JOLKvOASkLU?si=lfvdhYT3nkpfrnnk

[huyandere]

the newest chapter was crazy

[kyros-tha-soldier]

he's kinda cute but BROOOOOOO AIN'T NO WAY CUH PULLING UP TO "Human hunting sports 3rd edition" WITH THAT GOOFY ASS HAIRSTYLE

this day has come, Oda gave us a conventionally hot celestial dragon

[hizewiro]

Figarland Shamrock

[moussofshroom]

panel(s) redraw

[that-oracle]

So the new chapter huh..

[sashi-ya]

𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝘄𝗮𝗿 +18 figarland shanks x f! reader x figarland shamrock

🩸 tw: one piece manga #1137 spoilers! if you don't know who shamrock is, careful! 🩸 tw 2: mdni. nsfw. threesome. dp. oral. rough. man handling. insults. 🩸 a/n: hi, how you doing ~ I said I wanted to write it, and I did. Did I totally ignore the fact I need to pack my suitcase? yes. And did my slutty needs win? also yes. Please enjoy. Don't expect much characterization about Shamrock or a very accurate relationship with Shanks as we barely know him. also, I now asume the "shanks" on the left is not shanks but Shamrock since he went to see the Gorosei and we all thought it was Shanks. 🩸wc: 1.5k

“Who could have said it was that easy to bring you back home, brother!?” “Leave her alone, she has nothing to do with this”

In between two men that look so alike, and still so different, you find yourself. Restricted by soft, noble hands with ill intentions… you were maybe only a bait.

“It’s ok, Shanks. He didn’t hurt me!” you scream, trying to tame his instincts. You know that the red-haired pirate’s Haki can stop you from breathing -and destroy everything around as well-

“See? She is not lying. I have taken care of her, brother! You shouldn’t leave your little toys scattered around the ports of this world, or else someone else might stole them!” Shamrock Figarland mocks Shanks, yet he does in such refined way it ends up sounding like a truth you might already believe.

Shanks eyes fix on yours; perhaps he knows something you still don’t know. Perhaps, he understands his brother might be right. Leaving you on that port some months ago, crying, feeling used, was something he didn’t want, but ended up doing.

“I must admit you have a great taste, brother. She is such a sweet treat” Shamrock purrs, having your waist surrounded by one of his arms, while his free one caresses your cheek. “Aren’t you?” he continues.

The emperor can’t stop himself; even if Shanks is rarely bothered by immature and stupid actions that are meant to tease him, this time it did actually enraged him.

Gryphon’s edge ends on Shamrocks neck, with you in between two man exhorting dominance and testosterone. Shanks sun bathed skin, with salty traces from the sea… Shamrock’s one, pale, clean, soft, used to the finest things…

“Stop!” you whine, pressed in between their chests. “Stop, please! Stop fighting over me!”

Shamrock laughs; he doesn’t seem disturbed by the burning blade against his carotid, and in fact he keeps adding fuel to the fire.

“You are scaring the lady, brother… do you think she is gonna prefer your brutal attempt to save her instead of being treated like a queen?” he smirks, pulling you against him more and more.

Shanks puts down the sword, slowly. He needs his hand free now, to touch your face, to lure you back at him.

“Should I save you then? Or should I let you choose in between him and I?” he whispers, using his fingers to lift your chin up.

The difference is notorious even though both have the same purpose; possess you. Shank’s calloused hands, versus, soft, never used hands… how to pick just one? If both are irresistibly desirable?

“I don’t wanna choose; I love you, but you left me alone… I don’t love your brother, but he gave me what you took from me” you murmur, perhaps already regretting your decision.

“Ah… then you want us both, don’t you?” Shamrock says, moving your head to look at him instead of his brother.

“You want us both, (Name)?” Shanks asks, this time forcing you to turn your head to him.

Both have their hands on your mandible now; cris crossed, their thumbs close to the commissures of your lips, and their hips plastered against your body. Both hard, both erect. Both desperate to assert dominance, to devour you like beasts, like a hungry dragon.

Oh, sweet prey you must bleed to death in between their jaws. And you are totally fine with that… “I want you both; I want you Shanks. I want you Shamrock-sama”

The tips of his similar swords already cut your clothes, tearing them to pieces, leaving them like rags scattered around you.

Nudity, delicious and tempting, served on a silver platter to them. Shaking, you receive their fangs on each side of your neck, carving marks on your flesh.

Shamrock’s fingers tangle in between your hair, pulling your head back, making your breasts bounce.

The Figarland brothers’ lips abandon your collarbones to kiss your nipples; each attack one; sucking or biting. The difference on stimuli you loudly whine, with legs trembling and slowly failing you to keep standing up.

“Don’t fall, come here” Shamrock lifts you up from your waist, pretty much ripping you from Shanks’ mouth. You get seated on a rocky bed, somehow like a sacrifice altar. Elbaph castles all look the same.

Shanks grunts, watching his brother walk around the cold cot as you lay on your back. And, immediately after, he crawls in between your legs.

The pirate pleasantly finds out you are dripping wet, something he knows very well about you.

“Go first if you wish; as an act of kindness, I’ll let you have her first” the knight spits, acting as if he is the only one commanding. “I’m gonna have her warm mouth around me, anyway”

You gasp, as they both look with pure hatred into each other’s eyes. Yet, the moment breaks as you are given little pats and slaps to look to the side; as Shamrock just said, he wishes your mouth surrounding his sex first.

“Open, baby” he orders, softly. And you do, sticking your tongue out while you wait for his hardness to go deep into your throat.

His white pants don’t even need to go fully down; he is not even bothered to do it; his sex out will be enough. Drippy and delicious, it lands on your tongue. You receive it, pleased.

And as he begins to pump in and out your mouth, you begin moaning and choking.

“Such a slut…” Shanks whispers, looking at your oral spectacle, at the way the corner of your eyes fill with tears as you gag with his brother’s dick.

And, while he thought he cared about your body being used by someone so close but still so different from him, the idea of you being exactly used is what got him harder than ever.

“Now let’s see if your cunt can still handle me” the Yonkou grunts, dragging his palm up and down your sex, getting it coated with your juices. From your perineum to your clit, fast, enjoying the humid feeling of more and more wetness, forcing your legs open as they tend to close in response.

Shanks changes his palm for his two fingers, gladly anticipating the way your walls will clench around his dick when he finally buries deep inside you.

Shamrock laughs while using your face as a fuck hole; a tight grip on your hair to move your head, to make it bob, like you didn’t matter, like you were just made to please his “holly” dick.

“Keep your legs open, little slut” Shanks orders, going faster and harder, masturbating and getting your insides ready for his upcoming intrusion.

And just before you could burst, the redhaired stops the fingering. Maybe to punish you, or maybe just because he can’t wait no more. He needs to replace his fingers for his rock-hard shaft. It has started to hurt from the desire, from the desperation to fuck you.

That desperation, leads the pirate to slide his dick deep inside you without a warning, without any delicacy or love. Just pure madness, making your insides revolve and your body retort.

“Wow, easy brother…” Shamrocks grunts, forcing your mouth to keep surrounding his shaft. “You are gonna break her” he continues, laughing as if he wasn’t doing the same.

“Shut up” Shanks grunts back, going harder, using his arm around your waist to keep you from shaking, manhandling you for his own pleasure. “Keep fucking her, use her, it’s all she wants… slut”

In any other situation you would have feel yourself sad or insulted, but Shanks is right… all you want now is to be used, fucked by them…

“Then, let me fill her whole too” “Now you are asking for permission?” “Come on… you know me, I still have some codes”

Shanks scoffs; stopping his hips from punishing you with brutal rams, he lays flat on his back.

“Come here, ride me and get ready… slut” the pirate commands, allowing you to crawl and straddle your hips on his lap. You let your shaky body to fall on his sex, feeling all the length reaching deeper than ever. “Good girl…”

You start riding him, while Shamrock’s presence quickly surrounds you from behind. He kneels and pushes you from your back to fall a little on Shanks chest. “I’m sure your cunt can handle the Figarland pride just as well” Shamrock whispers on your ear, tickling your shoulder with his long hair, letting his tip slowly slide your already occupied entrance.

It takes barely seconds for both to be finally penetrating you, and also for them to start fucking you at unison. Your hips lost the war, and now it’s theirs that move.

“That’s good slut, that’s very good… you can take us both so well…” “Let us fill you up until you can’t keep it inside…”

You are just a toy, trembling, stretched, used, fucked by two of the strongest men in the world. And what a pleasure it is to know you took the right decision, why picking one if you can have both? ~