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mothzan · 15 days ago
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Babysitter au anyone ?
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mjrtaurus · 4 days ago
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No but Monkey D Mink ancestry would explain how Garp’s idea of parenting was to throw the kids into the jungle. It’s generational.
Could you imagine how brutal the child-rearing tactics of a Mink family would have to be to get by outside of Zou? With the World Government the way it is towards non-human sapient peoples? It would be survival of the fittest!
And what better training ground for a family of primate Minks than a jungle like on Dawn? By Monkey D. standards- even softened with time and human introduction into the family line- Garp gave Ace, Sabo, and Luffy (and Dragon) a stable childhood.
Furthermore, that balls to the wall craziness that has Garp flying fist-first into an island full of pirates while laughing his head off, that has Dragon turning away from and single-handedly raising an entire army against the ruling power of the world, that has Luffy playing fucking jump rope with a mythical zoan draconified Emperor of the Sea? That’s how their whole family survived.
They survived by being fucking insane, because the only other option was death or worse.
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pippin-pippout · 8 months ago
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Looking back on it, the reveal that Luffy's ungodly unending appetite has actually nothing to do with his devil fruit powers, but is actually a family trait, is hilarious.
NOT EVEN BLOOD FAMILY, though that too.
First we get Ace, also eating like a mad man and then falling asleep directly in the middle of his food. And then I am pretty sure we get Garp eating like a mad man though maybe that was just in the live action, but he definitely also falls asleep randomly.
What is wrong with them???
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cryingpariah · 1 month ago
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On the opposite end of the spectrum, Garp and Urpi never stop seeing Dragon as their little boy.
When the giants of Elbaf are talking about the rumors of the leader of the Revolutinary Army commanding wind and lightning like a raging god of the storm and Urpi thinks back to the days when she used to bathe Dragon in the sink as he giggled and splashed about like a little duckling.
Garp sees the latest snapshot of Dragon's stone-cold face in the paper and all he can picture is that same face peeking over the bed and blinking owlishly at him because the little guy doesn't want to be rude and wake his daddy up on his day off but he reeeeallly wants to play with Garp.
When did that little peanut get to be so damn tall???
Time waits for no one. It seems like an obvious statement but it still caught them unawares.
Dragon, their sweet little boy who would beg them to jump in puddles with him after a storm was now an Insurgent Serpent?
Their perfect little angel who’d speak for those who couldn’t on the playground, ensuring everyone got their turn on the swings, a supreme commander?
Their darling child who they’d find curled up in bed with them, even though they were so sure they had tucked into his own bed last night, clutching one of their hands into his much smaller ones, The World's Worst Criminal?
That’s not to say their aren’t proud with what he’s accomplished in that time! They’d shout it from the rooftops if it would give his location away so easily.
It’s just…Nike alive where did it all go?
They couldn’t tuck him in anymore, he’s too old to go to playground, if there were storms now he’s the most likely cause and would be too exhausted to splash in puddles anymore.
Urpi had to crane her neck all the way up to meet her son's eyes and Garp still couldn’t believe his little fella was technically a threat to national security.
But still, time's arrow neither stands still nor reverses, it merely marches forward. They refused to lose anymore precious moments with their yearning for what was.
They couldn’t kiss his boo-boos anymore but they could still patch him up when he’s hurt.
They couldn’t chart his height growth with pencil marks on the wall but they could reminisce together and laugh up a storm about it.
They couldn’t turn back time but these perfect moments made the future look brighter.
They were still gonna ruffle his hair though, just try and pry that from their wrinkled hands.
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loganwritesprobably · 4 months ago
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Its time for a Combo!
Please write something with only Garp, C, one character, 4th (au)
Glad i could ask, an Anon!
I can't say I've written for Garp before.. but I'll take the opportunity. I'm actually a bit of a Garp enjoyer
Content/Warnings: Family focused, Garp focused, this is basically just Garp thinking/talking to himself,
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Garp wasn't sure if he'd done a good job raising his family.
Was a father ever truly sure? None of his family had followed in his footsteps to become marines as he'd hoped, causing their own unique types of trouble.
Ace was gone, but he'd died knowing he was loved, and he'd given Ace the chance to make a different choice. If he'd asked for help, Garp would've given it, but the kid was stubborn and he wasn't interested.
Luffy was an emperor of the sea, but the kid was following his dreams and wasn't that all that he could hope for? Every day he looked more like Dragon, acted more like Garp. He was growing into a fine young man with incredible strength just like Garp would expect from any member of the Monkey clan. He was proud, he thought. Very proud.
Dragon was a whole other beast. He was the most wanted criminal in the world, above any pirate. He wanted to topple the corrupt system that Garp had spent his life attempting to work around, using their systems to build a future he wanted for the people. Not Dragon. No, he'd decided the system would never be good enough, and he wanted real change. Garp admired his strength and his determination.
"That won't stop me from calling you stupid." Garp said with a scoff, though he was looking at their one family photo with a smile despite himself.
They were going to change the world. His boys. And when he died, maybe he'd go to hell for not joining them, but he'd never regret the path he'd chosen because it had sent them on their paths and he was sure his boys were exactly where they needed to be.
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newbieineverything · 2 years ago
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One day I'm gonna post about how most of the fandom misunderstands Monkey D. Garp and how they take a character who had to make nuanced and difficult decisions and simplify him into a flat one dimensional character that they don't like because they don't understand his decisions
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luffysfakebeard · 2 years ago
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I love how everyone just writes off the Monkey family 😂😂😂
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soaked-doors · 10 months ago
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“no one is born in this world to be alone!”
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dragonbonez · 5 months ago
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Just like that.
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stargirl230 · 10 months ago
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thanks for the light
I was just trying to figure out how procreate works but then the op brainworms got to me and 35 hours later here we are! can you tell I miss home-cooked meals :')
(no reposts; reblogs appreciated)
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mjrtaurus · 1 month ago
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Was messing around with that height comparison chart thing and I just had to share my findings
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😭😭😭
Luffy is in desperate need of growth spurt
Nobody knows why Luffy is so tiny. Nobody in the Monkey D (or Rocks D, as far as Crocodile knows) family has the shorty gene.
Dragon shot up like a weed when he hit twelve, and never stopped until he was about nineteen. He was a gangly thing back then. Very, very gangly. Crocodile had had a slow start, getting much of his height in his late teens to early twenties. By the time he was getting help from Iva, he'd already gotten to his maximum height.
The running theory is Crocodile's mother was from a family that were pretty small in stature, but it's hard to confirm that since neither he nor Whitebeard knew her name. Xebec might have, but dead men tell no tales and all that.
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atomikats · 5 months ago
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casual touch
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cryingpariah · 19 days ago
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Dragon binding his wings to his back after the hazing incident to keep them still and out of reach of prying eyes and snatching hands.
Dragon begging his father to talk with Sengoku about scrubbing his records of his heritage so he wouldn’t be targeted again.
Dragon flinching whenever his mother preens his wings when he visits on shore leave, devastated that he can’t be soothed by it anymore.
Dragon being in pain and discomfort every single day he served.
Dragon never, ever binding his wings again once he is finally free of it all.
He felt like he was betraying his people, his mother, himself but he didn’t know what else to do. He was in desperate need to retake control, to feel like he still had some power and for a while it felt good. He felt…average. He was just another typical cadet in a line up of dozens.
It didn’t stop him from feeling like complete shit for feeling happy of course. It didn’t stop him from shrinking in his mom's presence, for feeling like a traitor to his people. Every value, every lesson, every story of Shandian origin weaved so beautifully for him and what did he do? Spit in her face practically. He had pleaded with his father to help to keep his heritage an off record secret out of fear. He had beseeched his parents, people who had lived as themselves fearlessly, to let him hide in the shadows and they had without question.
Every day for years during training, eating, sleeping, fighting, showering he couldn’t escape the burning in his chest. The ache in his back. The screaming in his head telling him this was wrong, that he was muffling himself for what? Lemmings and assholes that didn’t deserve a second of his mental strain. Those thoughts grew louder, just a little bit, with each passing day.
When he does finally desert the marines, he’s fully stopped his binding ritual. He was a little worried that years of restraining them would cause his wing muscles to atrophy but they flap without hesitation. It felt like seeing an old friend, like taking deep breathes of clean air after years of living in smoke. It felt like coming home. The damaged remained, of course it did, but the feelings of shame and humiliation had disappeared. He refused to continue to let one horrible night define his future, define him. He wanted to be the start of a brighter tomorrow and he certainly couldn’t do it living in yesterday.
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dannymans66 · 4 months ago
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OUTFIT SWAP BETWEEN THE VINSMOKES AND THE ASUL SIBLINGS YIPPIE
+yonji and Zoro because I didn't want to exclude him 💚🫶
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lunisoular · 6 months ago
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those aus where luffy is ten years younger
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chinelacanta · 8 months ago
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i like to think that ever since they met it was mutually ON SIGHT bullying <3
they’re both losers (said with love)
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