#onepiece the movie 3

[honey-deku]

wasup @fairyvearths ! im your pitch hitter for the @onepiece-blorboexchange thank you for patiently waiting <3

with out further ado, here’s a story of gang AU where reader meets retired gangster Reyleigh! please enjoy!

Title: Lost

CW: Gender neutral reader, SFW, mentions of gang violence, corrupt police, implied open marriage between Reyleigh and Shakky, library setting, later coffee shop setting, dilf crush, flirting from said dilf, heavy rain

Gang/modern AU

Plot: Reader gets to know Rayleigh pretty well after meeting in a library and the two go out for hot coffee on a rainy day. Reyleigh notices reader was looking up books about urban politics and gang violence and reveals himself to be a former gangster of one of the most notable gang in the city.

Word Count: 3239

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It was a freezing winter day, the rain showered any and all who dared to walk without an umbrella, pelting everyone with bullet like droplets and drenching their outfits.

You managed to minimize the damage when you saw the dark clouds heading your way an hour ago, quickly walking towards the nearest library. You were a little irritated as of all the days for a harsh rainstorm to hit your city, it had to be the day you decided to walk instead of drive, equipped with nothing but a flimsy umbrella. The forecast predicted the heavy rainstorm sometime later this week, you knew this well before hand but you didn’t think it would arrive so quickly or at least at this hour.

Now the issue wasn’t about your clothes getting wet, the issue was how you were going to safely get home? The ominous pitter patter coming from the ceiling above you constantly reminded you of that future problem, reminding you of all the bad choices you’ve made so far today.

You decided to put a hold on the issue and drew your focus back to the task before you: you wanted to find a book that described the history of gang violence in your city. Why? Maybe it was because of how movies romanticized the gang life or maybe it was because you always wondered what it would have been like to be a criminal? You always were fascinated by criminal cases and the psychology behind it too so that might’ve been another factor. 

What really drew your interest was one particular gang, an infamous gang that once terrorized the streets of your city decades ago: the Roger Pirates. And lo and behold, you found a book that covered the topic of this crew and their history.

The leader, Gol Roger, was notorious for bringing lots of prosperity the community but also for driving away other gangs from his territory. He was known for many things and was seen as a controversial figure in your city; some criticized his methods and use of violence while others praised him for keeping the community safe from outside powers and police corruption.

However, after some back and forth with the police, he was eventually caught and was given the death sentence almost immediately but not before announcing a hidden “treasure” he had left behind in his wake. 

Unfortunately for the police, this act only further enticed everyone else to find that lost “treasure” that Roger had hidden away, bringing about the creation of small time gangs that riddled the streets you lived on to this day. Perhaps Roger’s legendary tale and the possibility of finding this so called “One Piece” drew you to these things.

You shuffled through the pages when suddenly a voice yanked you out of your bubble.

“You know who those guys are Y/N?” said a deep voice beside you. You nearly jumped out of your skin. How did you not hear someone walk up behind you? You were so caught up in your daydreams to not notice the figure.

You turned around, looking up to find an elderly man smiling down on you; you felt relieved as you recognized this man, this was the same man who frequented this section of the library as much as you. You two knew of each other and would often greet and wave at the other whenever you two crossed paths. 

His white hair strands were lightly coated with water droplets, he must’ve entered the library fairly recently you thought. He wore a thick navy blue coat with beige faux fur on the inside. Beside the expensive looking jacket, he had on him a pair of name brand circle rimmed glasses, from what you gathered from past conversations, this man seemed pretty wealthy, probably that retirement money.

“I…uh…” You stammered. “I have an idea of who they are”. You weren’t sure why you felt so shy all of a sudden, it’s not like you two were complete strangers but this was the first time you two have spoken outside of pleasantries; you were maybe worried of what he would say upon finding out about the dark content you were reading. You’d never admit it publicly but you did find this gentleman attractive as well; he seemed to be in really good shape for someone his age. 

The older man took notice of this internal panic of yours and chuckled, attempting to dispel the tension in the air. 

“I didn’t mean to scare you, my apologies. Are you studying for a class? I’ve seen you around here often”. 

The familiarity made you feel a little better, and even then, he didn’t come across as someone to be wary of, he just seemed like a sweet old man. 

“Oh! Not really, I find this sort of thing interesting.”

“Oh really?” He scanned the page you were on and his eyes lit up.

He quickly pointed to a photograph in the book you held, a black and white photograph of a group of young men running from something or someone out of view, probably the police. 

The old man smiled, “Hey that’s me!”.

“Yeah right!” you giggled.

“No really! You don’t see it?” The gentleman paused. “Well I guess you can’t really tell from this angle, those cops were never the best photographers.” He chuckled, “Mind I see the book?”

“Sure.” you replied, passing the book to him. He flipped through the pages of the book, scanning its contents and finally stopping on one specific page. He looked at you with gleaming eyes and a giddy smile, “Can I show you something?” 

You rolled your eyes; whatever this old man had to show you was probably going to be a mugshot of some young fella and he was gonna make another joke about it being him when he was younger. You still decided to entertain his shenanigans nonetheless as you didn’t see the harm in it. He was just another playful old man.

“Yeah why not? Sure”. you said as you shrugged your shoulders.

“Ok but you have to promise me you’ll be quiet, understand?” He whispered, tapping his lips with this index finger to emphasize his point.

“Yes yes yes I understand.” You responded back in a hushed, whimsical tone.

The older gentleman looked around and over his shoulders first, making sure no one beside them were around. He passed you the book with his thumb on the page, bookmarking it until it was securely placed in your hands. You put your thumb on the page in place of his, you had to admit you respected him more for not folding the corner of the page to save his place. Unbuttoning his coat, he let it fall on the ground, you raised an eyebrow at his behavior but didn’t speak out, you figured this was just some set up for a joke or punchline.

The old man was wearing a tucked in, button up long sleeve shirt and began to undo the buttons on his arm, your smiled disappeared as you gasped: inked into the his arm were the words “Dark King” in the same font as the Rogers pirates gang logo with a small skull and crossbones on his wrist. He smiled, only this time, his smile seemed laced with a mischievous and almost guilty energy.

Your eyes scanned his tattoo and back down to the book. The page he bookmarked was another photograph with the members of the Roger Pirates gang lined up and posing for the photo and had the older man not saved this page and shown you his arm, you would have missed him in the background, standing tall and proud, surrounded by his crew, his tattoo clearly shown. The second in command, right hand man of the infamous Pirate King Roger, Silvers Reyleigh was standing before you, chuckling at your bewilderment.

Your jaw wanted to drop at this revelation but you needed to remain composed. You weren’t so much as scared but more along the lines of intrigued and captivated at this new information.

You started slowly, “So… you weren’t joking about the guy running in the other photo? That was you?”

Reyleigh laughed, “Oh you thought I was joking? You’re so cute.” You could only blush at his teasing, your face becoming adamantly red. “Is there anything you want to know?” He slowly started rolling down his sleeve and fixing his attire.

Your head was spinning, wondering why Dark King Reyleigh just revealed himself to you of all people? You needed answers first, who you thought was a sweet older gentleman turned out to be one of the city’s former terrors. “Why are you telling me these things?” your voice was shaking slightly.

He let out a little grunt as he picked his coat off the floor, swinging it over his shoulder as he faced your direction. 

“Because I like you.” He smirked, the edges of his grin grew at the sight of your embarrassment. The way he didn’t hesitate and flat out give you his earnest feeling was heartwarming in a weird way. 

“Well…” You coughed. “If it’s alright, could… May I ask you a few questions sir?” Your stance stiffened as you felt you were obligated to respect him, not only as your elder but as a retired gangster. 

Since you dared not look directly into his eyes, you didn’t see Reyleigh's smile turn somber but you could hear it in his tone.

“Come on now, you don’t have to be so formal with me, just talk to me the way you did before.” He patted your back, “How about we get some hot drinks and I’ll tell you more? It’s my treat.”

“Ah.. Right.” You spoke. You didn’t say it out loud but you sort of figured that discussing criminal activities in a government facility like the library was a terrible idea, Reyleigh was trying to take private matters to a more private location, reducing the risk of being overheard by the wrong person.

As you two made your way out of the library, you had to stop all the questions rushing through your head and bring forth the most obvious one: was this man to be trusted?

Yes you met him in a library more than once before, yes you never once felt like you were in any danger around him, and yes he never seemed to stick his nose in anyone else’s business but his own, minus today. But then again, looks can be deceiving.

Reyleigh stopped at the library entrance and turned to face you, swiftly removing his coat and wrapping you with it instead. You tried to refuse the gesture but it was already too late. 

“Reyleigh you don’t have t-“

“Nonsense, I can’t have you walking in the rain like that. I’ll borrow your umbrella if that will make you feel better!” He chirped. Despite your protest, you couldn’t help but smile at his words and actions.

Reyleigh led you to his car, putting his arm around you as he held the umbrella, bringing you two closer. Something about Reyleigh put you at ease, whether it was the fact he was your tiny library crush or the fact that he was a former gangster, you couldn’t tell. Your mind and your heart couldn’t have been more opposite than at this moment.

You hopped into his old car as soon as Reyleigh opened the passenger door for you, closing it firmly. As he made his way around to the driver’s side, you made mental notes of the interior, immediately noticing the impeccable condition of the car despite its age, it truly passed the test of time as you could only conclude that Reyleigh took really good care of the car, keeping up with maintenance and what not.

Reyleigh stepped into the driver's side and started up the engine. He turned to look at you with a sheepish smile on his face.

“We have to wait a while, this old thing takes a few minutes to warm up.” He said, leaning forward to turn down the radio and turn up the heater.

The cabin of the car was silent for a few moments until you spoke up, needing an answer to the most pressing question you had. 

“Why did you start talking to me today?” you asked. “I think there’s more to it than what you said earlier.”

His face became serious as he pondered on how to approach your question, Reyleigh rested his hand on his chin before finally coming up with a response.

“It’s simple, I like you.” he chuckled. “Now here’s a question for you: do you think most people would get into a car with a criminal?” 

“Nope” you answered.

“Exactly. I like people like you, you’re open minded and you’re not afraid of being honest. You were one of the few people who treated me with kindness even after I showed you who I was.” he paused, taking in a deep breath. “Most people who recognize me would treat me like dirt and worse even after all these years passed by. Sometimes I still have to watch my back to make sure someone from a rival gang doesn’t spot me. It’s not a clean or easy life. You know all this but yet, you still saw the humanity in people like me”.

You sat there looking at him, both in awe and with red hues darkening your face at one of the most sincere compliments you’ve ever received. It almost felt undeserved.

“I just…” you started. “I don’t see the point in treating criminals like trash. In your guys' case, I feel like you and Roger did more for our city than what the police could ever hope to do.”

You turned to face Reyleigh, staring deep into his eyes as you uttered your next statement. 

“If anything, I always felt like the cops were a gang of their own.”

The two of you sat in silence, listening to the pitter patter of the rain showering the car. Reyleigh put the car in first gear and started to drive off.

“You see it that way too huh?… Do you want to know why I visit the library so often?”

It hadn’t occurred to you until he mentioned it but now your interest was piqued. 

“Why is that?”

“Well… since my friend was given the death penalty, he doesn’t exactly have a grave, or at least one that I can legally visit…”

“I see…”

“Roger didn’t have any family that would visit his grave or that I knew of besides his son, but their relationship has always been… strained.”

“Roger had a son? Wait… I… A son?!” You had your hands running through your hair, completely baffled by this news. You never once thought Roger the pirate king fucked but it seemed so obvious and silly to think of now. Like of course he did, he was the biggest and baddest gangster in his prime. 

“Oh! You didn’t know?” Reyleigh glanced at you as he drove. “Well I’m not surprised they don’t mention it in the books. Last I heard, that kid is part of a rival gang of his father’s, hanging out with the young bloods doing who knows-what nowadays. Besides that, I don’t know much more. He’s probably around your age or at least part of your generation.”

You mentally shook your head and returned your attention back to Reyleigh, you were going to put Roger’s son on hold.

“So why do you come to the library again?”

“Ah yes! I almost forgot. You said the police are like a gang of their own so I’m sure you can see why I can’t visit my friend, it’d be trespassing since I'm not an immediate family member. As much as I dislike those pigs, I really rather stay on the low and avoid any more trouble.”

“Why? Are you still wanted or something?” You joked.

The car stopped at that one red light that took way too long to turn green, Reyleigh suddenly made a right, flipped a bitch, and then made a right, scaring you half to death from how fast he was driving, almost like he could predict what would happen next.

“What do you think?” He smirked at you, relishing in your shocked expression that reminded him of a scared cat.

“Alright I see your point.” you sighed in exasperation.

Reyleigh continued, “Visiting the library and seeing his face and all my old crew like that is really the only way I can mourn if I can be honest.” He laughed quietly. “You might not believe it, coming from a hard gangster like me, but I used to cry in this car every time after I had visited the library. Today is the first time in a while that I haven’t and it’s thanks to you. For once, I left the library on a good note.”  He pulled over to the side and parked the car, smiling as he looked over to you blushing madly. 

“Are you falling for me Y/N?” His eyebrow raised up comically, clearly enjoying the sight he was seeing. “My my this is only our first date dear.”

“Our first d-?” You put your face in your hands, attempting to hide your embarrassment. 

“Hey I did say I like you, is it really that much of a surprise?”

You opened up a finger to let your eye peep through, looking back at Reyleigh.

“Well no I just thought… you were already with… someone… so…”

Reyleigh paused for a bit before responding. “I see. Tell you what, next time we’re going to my place and I’ll introduce you to my wife. You’ll love her!”

“So you are married then!” You exclaimed.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure you two will like each other too! I’ve already told her how cute you are before.”

You let out a small groan, just how did everything fall into place like this? Your only plans for today were to visit the library and go home to lounge about. Now suddenly your library crush is flirting with you in his car and seems to be in an open marriage, a thought that made you flushed with all the naughty mental imagery that flooded your mind. Oh and he was/is a retired gangster too.

He patted your back and caressed it afterwards. “Hey don’t worry about it, let’s just go get our coffee and talk!” He said with an obvious jovial tone. It was really wholesome to see a man like Reyleigh be so happy to have a hot drink with someone who accepted him completely.

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I hope you enjoyed! Sorry to hear that you didn't receive your gift on time but I hope this was worth the wait! ^^ I tried to end things off on a good note for both reader and Reyleigh

[rosa-e-luna]

Day 1 - 3: The Entrance

I’m super excited to do all these! Chopper looks so cute and small there, I really wanted to convey that eerie feeling I got the first time I saw Chopper standing alone in that One Piece movie. . If you seen it you know the one. . (i just noticed it says 1-2 in the first prompt when it’s supposed to be 1-3, sorry /.\)

#rosaskreeptober2024 #rosaskreeptober #kreeptober #october #octoberprompts #onepiece #onepiecefanart #chopper #chopperonepiece #digitalart #onepiecechopper

[cryptidsandcatacombs]

Your Stupid Sword Boy

Hey happy holidays @worldsgreatestswordsmanswife I'm your super secret santa bby. (also happy holidays to the lovely mods @onepiece-blorboexchange) I hope the sound of me coming down your chimney and loudly munching on the cookies didn't wake ya~! Anyhow, hold your hands out. I'm shooting your husband at you shoots zoro at you through a tshirt canon. listen if i just let him go to you on his own he'd get lost then he'd get lost in your eyes and he's only allowed to be one of those kinds of lost Summary: This takes place in a modern day au. Pure rivals to lovers. No big funny summary for this. Imma just let this hallmark movie ass fic do the talking.

"Hey, you free today?" the text said upon the screen

You sat up straight as you read the message appearing on your notification. A shock ran through your system as you read who it was from.

It was Zoro (or as his contact name said Shitty Ass Sword Boi Affectionate<3) . A name you felt like you hadn't heard in years.

To be honest, it had been only a few months since you two last talked regularly. Sure, there'd be a good morning text and a how was your day, but none of the thrilling banter you two had been known for at your old high school you two had graduated from.

You two were known as the biggest rivals in the school's kendo club. Pushing each other's buttons as well as potential to its limits.

You two would practice on each other non stop and even battle in hopes of one upping each other. The entire club was anxious to see who would win by time graduation came.

The score between you two was tied. A measly draw written in the history books of your neve ending rivalry.

However, even after all that there were good memories. Lunches shared on the roof where you two practiced. Walks to school as you both went the same way to and from school. Fussing over each other when one of you forgot your damn umbrella. There was love in it. Everyone could tell you two were tied at the hip (much to the denial of both of you).

You missed it. It hurt how much you missed it.

Was he feeling the same?

"Hey you there?" another text came from Zoro again.

"Yeah I'm here what up" you responded

"You know how to decorate a tree? "Zoro asked.

"Sorry what?"

"Um….yeah why"

"So you wanna come over and help me with the tree or not" Zoro was never elegant with how he asked for someone's company when he really wanted it you had come to find.

You chuckled having missed his brashness.

"Sure. If you decorate as well as you handle a sword it's going to be a disaster if you do it on you own :p" you responded teasing him back.

"Tch just don't trip over anything like you did on the matt twinkle toes" he responded.

You agreed to be over there in 10. He hadn't moved too far from his old home. He had been able to get enough to get his own place between his bladesmithing job and helping run his father's kendo dojo. Hell, between him doing two jobs and you doing your college work it's a miracle you two spoke at all these days.

You appeared on the doorstep of his very traditional looking home. A bit old fashioned but this is how Zoro liked it.

It only took one knock on the door before you heard Zoro's elephant like footsteps coming to open the door.

The door practically flew open when he opened it.

You took a bit to look upon him before greeting him. He hadn't changed one bit. You felt like he was inspecting you too. You could have sworn there was a sense of sentimentality in his eyes, but nah couldn't be.

"Well, don't stand there all day. You'll become an ice statue out there, " he said leading you in.

"Missed you too sword boy," you teased as you removed your shoes at the door.

You followed him into a room where it looked like a hurricane had blown through. Looks like he was shitty at other kinds of directions too.

"What happened? Did a bear come through here," you asked.

"Listen, I never put a tree up before," he explained with his usual gruffness.

"I can tell. Ok, let's do this," you said picking up the instructions Zoro had obviously thrown to the side in frustration.

A few witty retorts and I swear to gods this part goes here why aren't you listening to me no not there genius later the tree was finally up.

It took a minute. You had the feeling the entire time Zoro was making it difficult on purpose, but you decided that was stupid and put that thought away in the attic like your unwanted journal full of terrible fanfiction from high school.

A loud bang suddenly interrupted your thoughts. It was a box of ornaments. Some old. Some new.

"It doesn't have to look pretty. Just put the ornaments wherever," Zoro said bringing out a tangled mess of a few old and handmade ornaments.

"Ok but if you put two blue ones together I'll kill you," you joked.

"Just for that the whole entire left side of the tree is going to be blue," Zoro teased back.

"Not if I take all the blue ones first."

"First come first serve"

"If I let you have your way the tree will look like a bomb went off"

"Oh yeah wanna see who can decorate their side better"

"You're on pretty boy"

There was fierce competition between you two. For like a couple of minutes. However, before you knew it it settled into a cooperative calm and into a sort of domestic bliss.

"Hey can you hand me that green one overe there," Zoro said pointing out one of the shiny baubles.

You nodded and handed it to him. Your hand brushed with his as you did. You blushed as you pretended it didn't happen. You would have noticed his blush too if he hadn't hidden his face so deep in the tree it was practically coming out the other side.

You looked down in the box and saw another ornament. It was small sword charm you carved from wood. This one looked familiar. Hold the fuck up.

"Hey Zoro, isn't this one of the ones I made at that winter festival booth a few years back, " you said holding a wooden ornament up.

He blushed taken aback. As if he was hoping you wouldn't notice.

"Yeah it is," he said with a near stutter in his voice.

"Huh, I had no idea you still had it," you responded surprise in your voice apparent.

"Well yeah you gave it to me. I'm not just going to throw away a gift from someone I care about," he said in a way that made it sound like he was straining to say it. He blushed furiously as he had choked out his words.

You blinked a few times.Wait…did he just say he cared about you.

You were going to ask him, but you were soon interrupted by the feeling of the wooden ornament being taken from your hand and being put on the tree.

You took a long look at the work you two had done so far and honestly you kind forgot you two were even duking it out for siccest decorating skills. You were truly getting what you missed the most.

After all the ornaments were done, the sound of popcorn popping had taken over the house. You two had settled into laughter and jokes. Talk of old times and even new. Plans of the future. You secretly hope you're part of that

"So sword boy, do you like doing the dojo thing," you said taking the popcorn from the microwave.

"Can't complain. My old man can be a hardass about it, but I'm used to it," he said taking a handful and stuffing it into his mouth.

"And how did that commission go," you asked.

"Oh you mean that one I got from that unreasonable guy. He gave me a migraine actin like he knew more than I did when he never picked up a sword in his life, but I got it done. At least he paid up," Zoro said with a slight growl in his voice.

"You die for your art I guess," you said with a shrug.

"Yeah it's rough, but when I love something I put my all into it you know," he said leaning closer to you.

You blushed as he did. You stiffened from shock for moment. Your shoulders became less stiff as you settled into the physical contact.

"So how about you? How's the college stuff," he asked.

"My algebra professor is once again riding my ass. I wonder if he knows no one in his class can understand him when he acts superior to everyone else," you said rubbing your temples.

"You still got that stuffy old geezer? I admire your dedication. I would have given that old timer a piece of my mind by now," Zoro responded shaking his fist.

"If I did it your way I'd be in jail for assault by now," you said sticking your tongue out.

"I'm just saying a punch to the face can shut anyone up," Zoro said sticking his middle finger up in response.

"Yeah I remember when beat the shit out of this one guy out of nowhere. You never told me what that was about. You got suspended for it didn't you"

"….Oh that," Zoro said blankly as he blushed and scratched the back of his head.

You tilted your head waiting for a response.

"He said some stupid shit about you and well I made sure he never did that again," he said looking away.

You blinked.

"You defended my honor," you asked shocked.

"Yeah yeah I can't have people going around talkin smack about ya that's all," Zoro said with a sigh.

You bit your lip and hid your face over how hard you blushed. You never knew he did things like this. What else was he hiding from you?

"ANYWAY, that reminds me. Can you get something from my closet over there? It's in a box. You'll know it when you see it," he said tilting his head to towards the closet.

You were confused, but too curious to question it. You went towards the closet and opened it. A long box sat against the back wall.

You took it out and handed it to Zoro.

"Listen, before you say anything just know I worked hard on this for you," he said as he opened the box.

It was a sword. Lovingly hand made by him. You knew his handy work from anywhere. You struggled to find the words to express your current thoughts, but you couldn't. You were too flattered and enamored by the gesture.

"Zoro, why? You didn't have to--"

Your words were cut off by the feeling of him taking your hand into his. The clenched yours with a feeling a desperation and affection.

"I just….I'm…" Zoro struggled through his words trying to find the right ones. Like he was kicking himself. Like he had practiced this same speech in his head a million times only to come out frustrated when it still wasn't coming out of his mouth.

"Y/N, just I just…."

You suddenly turned the sword over in your hand. You nearly dropped it when you noticed what was etched into it.

The words Will You Marry Me? had been etched into it for you to see.

Zoro had noticed you noticed. Oh he definitely noticed.

"Z-zoro I ..I huh what I what"

You had shut down. So had he.

"Just…I want you to marry me some day. Maybe not today, Maybe not tomorrow or even ever if you don't want to. I just want you to know you're the only person I could ever love. You challenge me to be my best and accept me at my worst. I can't picture living by anyone's side but yours. We might fight and bicker but that's because I wanted to impress you. I want to be the best in your eyes too. I'm not sure if you feel the same, but that's why I haven't talked to you much these days. If I spilled my guts before completing this sword I would have kicked myself. You can do whatever you want with this sword and my confession from here. Just know both this sword and my heart are yours to keep," Zoro said looking you dead in the eye.

This was a sincerity you weren't accustomed to.

No words came for a while. Not from your mouth nor his.

The silence broke when tears fell from your face. Zoro shook a little.

"H-hey hey are you ok? Did I go too far? Did I freak you out? I'm so sorry," Zoro stammered out.

"Yes"

"What," Zoro said doing a double take.

"I want to marry you. I want to be by your side for the good times and bad. I love you so much it hurts. I don't want any of what we have to stop. I want us to keep on improving and becoming better through each other. I love you Zoro. Always have," you said as you choked on your words through your salty tears.

He kissed you hard. You could feel his arms wrap around your waist. You kissed back. You couldn't tell whether the tears were coming from you, him or both at that point. You just knew you were glad you had him. Now and forever.

Dates were in order and so was much needed cuddle time. You two decided to set the wedding for a few years down the road. Plenty of time to change your mind. You never did. You took his hand and never let go. Never to drift apart. Never again. He was your stupid sword boy. You were never going to change that.

[petraquince]

getting to know you game! ty to darling @cuips-not-cute

last song: HOT TO GO! by chappell roan

favorite color: forest green

currently reading: working my way through seasparrow by kristin cashore again!

last movie: ....avatar: the way of water.... god i love those big big aliens

currently working on: aajhagj torn asunder, somewhere..., both of my steddie fics, and a new lil ditty for spiderdads!

sweet/spicy/savory: secret fourth option: sour

relationship status: married this year!

current obsession: onepiece, spiderverse, scrubs

last thing i googled: william/john kenyon, working on provenance research at work

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SARAAAHHH!!!!!!! 💖💖💖 my saturday has been GREAT bc i have done nothing but hang around the house all day... truly awesome stuff, i am so relaxed <3 but NOW IM YELLING AND CLIMBING ON THE WALLS BC MY BELOVIED.... IF U START ONEPIECE... U WILL NEVER KNOW PEACE AGAIN AND THAT IS A THREAT I MAKE WITH ALL THE LOVE IN THE WORLD 💥💖💥💖💥💖💥💖💥💖💥

OK OK CENTERING MYSELF. OK. emojis lets GO!!!!!!!

🎵 Last song you listened to? To Someone From A Warm Climate (Uiscefhuarithe) by Hozier!!!! been blasting Unreal Unearth in anticipation of the upcoming concert hehehehe >:3 it's SUCH a gorgeous song AGH.... ngl it lowkey.. reminds me of u... literally only bc u are, in fact,,. Someone From A Warm Climate LOL 😆😆

🙃 What’s a weird fact that you know? u might already know this, but!!! sloths can, in fact, hold their breath for up to 40 minutes 😎

🧸 Favorite place to nap? honestly i nap SO rarely that i don't think i could properly claim any place as my favorite 😅 the only places i've napped have been my bed or my couch? so those i guess LMAO

🧡 A color you can’t stand? AGH... but i love so many colorss.... hmm..... i suppose, i'm not a huge fan of super bright neons? they tend to hurt my eyes... thats all i can think of ngl colors i love u!!!!!!!!!!!!

🦖 Favorite extinct animal? ACK i can't believe i asked u this w/o having a good answer myself!!! hmm.... i'd say, any Super Big Guys that went extinct a while ago, i think it'd be SO COOL to have really giant elephants or megalodons or those big dudes from the ice age movies (Paraceratherium!!!!) still around. AND GIANT BUGS... DUDE... GIANT ISOPODS...... they're so cool and epic AGH

🔮 What’s your dream job? i want to make my own original webcomics!!!!! and write books!!!!! in like, an ideal beautiful world where i don't have debilitating adhd and also burnout doesn't exist 😅🙈🤪

🌿 Describe your favorite outfit. OH GOOD Q... hmm, probably my super-baggy jeans (they have like 6 pockets its GREAT ngl they're basically denim cargo pants) and this lovely golden-yellow sweatshirt i got for xmas, it's merch for the webtoon Muted by Miranda Mundt!!!!! it's super comfy and warm and cute <3 for warmer weather i have a fav pair of denim shorts, and honestly i love wearing a sleeveless shirt and a sports bra, it's so comfy... u will NOT catch me in sleeves unless it's below 45F 😤

[truetubes]

One Piece sleeve by @zacksingerink using True Grip 3 Barrel Grips! 🏴‍☠️

#truegrips #onepiece #anime #sleevetattoo #pirate #animetattoo #tattoo #nautical #ocean #popculture #netflix #series #movie #fanart #tattoos #art #artwork #tattooartist #grip #ecofriendly #truetattoo #staytrue #colortattoo #ink

[teragames]

Lanzan un avance de "ONE PIECE ON ICE ~Episode of Alabasta~"

El nuevo video promocional del anime "ONE PIECE ON ICE ~Episode of Alabasta~" (@onepieceonice) nos presentan al reparto principal.

Cuando faltan dos semanas para que los Piratas Sombrero de Paja pisen la pista de patinaje, ONE PIECE ON ICE ~Episode of Alabasta~ nos lleva detrás de cámaras junto con su talentoso reparto en un nuevo video promocional. ❄️NEW MOVIE❄️【#ワンピース・オン・アイス】🎥 未公開 公演映像 解禁‼️麦わらの一味 　　vs バロックワークス⚔️💥氷上で魅せる白熱のバトル🔥9月2日・3日 名古屋公演 開幕‼️🏴‍☠️🔗 https://t.co/PMrKioN0IB#ワンピース #ONEPIECE#ルフィ #宇野昌磨…

[prideswim]

The swimsuit is my sea grass maillot, and that's my new teens collection in the background. But I'm using this post to think aloud about an image change that has been on my mind. Since starting this brand, the ocean pool i live next to has been my inspiration. Right now though, that pool is in the middle of an eighteen month long renovation. The view from my kitchen is dire! Since taking the photos you're seeing, in a brackish creek, I've been mildly obsessed with swimming spots, that aren't coastal, but that I loved just as much as a child. Think: Wind in the Willows; The Australian classic movie Walkabout; The Southern Gothic vibe of Deliverance and, more specifically, the Hunter Valley's Barrington Tops (if you've been there). No doubt I'll come back to the brand image I've built for 3 years, but right now I'm being drawn Westward, to swimming spots that are tiny compared to those on the coast. There are coves and sandy beaches barely big enough for a towel. An hour of piling rocks and voila: your Hoover Dam project! Tributaries shaded by trees are where fauns and nymphs hide, until all the humans go home. . I know you would not leave a comment to dampen my spirits, but do go ahead and throw fuel on the fire! You can't make me any crazier than I already I am! . . . #swimwear #onepiece #photography #gothic #wildswimming https://www.instagram.com/p/Cn_e1HNycUq/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[yuinerei]

THANKS FOR THE TAGGG <3 hehe

fav song: haha, i switch fav songs so regularly it's honestly a problem - rn it's Backlight by Ado (yknow, the onepiece one)

Childhood pets: Plume, my cat!!!!! not a childhood pet but current one bc i never got a childhood pet :(

Hobby: reading, drawing

Comfort media: Natsume's book of friends (comfort, not favourite cos i have too many favourites)

On Tumblr since... April 22 2024!

Fun Fact abt me: I have this thing where I'm scared I start yapping, so my family always gets so annoyed at me when I start talking during the middle of a horror movie

tags~! @ilyfynn @theembergazer @reiyuine @lethargyinafishbowl

tag game!

i love these things so I want to make my own

All time favorite song: it changes constantly, but rn I think "The Devil doesn't bargain" by Alec Benjamin

Childhood pet: a black cat, her name was Schnurri

Hobby: writing and unicycling

Comfort show/movie/book: six of crows

On tumblr since: this year... february I think?

Fun fact about yourself: i doodle on all my books and papers for school

Some tags:

@thisusedtobeafanpage @iamthejam @nailpolishdrinker @emo-mohawk-boy @elegantvoidss @flowers-jn-her-hair @inthecornerstone

[skinner17]

Dont mind my shipper eyes capturing this crumbs

And what zoro meant by their real treasure, he meant chopper 💓💓💓

[way-of-flowers]

“ think it’ll work? ”

The Princess Bride Starters - Open!

{ @devilslcg​​ }

‘It’ll take a miracle…’ Mio mentally replied with flat disbelief, peering down fretfully over several stories below their feet. Not daring to give voice to her anxieties and worry poor Sanji-san.

The situation was as followed: Mio’s arms, no longer flesh but thick, jungle-like, flowering vines, were wrapped tightly round alofty flag-pole and Sanji’s waistline securely. Below them cobblestone streets as theystood half-way out a window, intending to swing across to the next roof…or, well, try to.Behind them? The Navy charging full throttle up the stairway. 

It was certainly one way to reveal her Devil’s Fruitpowers to the cook. Then again, this was all also one way for her to finally discover Sanji was a pirate—of the Straw Hat Crew no less! 

The odds of surviving such an insane featseemed highly unlikely. Especially because the wandering botanisthad never attempted such a risky venture. (Could her plant powers stretch far enough? Would they snap under their combineweight?)  But as the thunderous roar of enraged forces continued closing in on them by the seconds there could be no other choice. So Mio could only take a leap of faith—literally—and pray that miracles were in her favor today.

“Well. It’s either this or be arrested by those mercenaries!” She breathlessly replied, looping her ‘arm-vine’ once more around his waist, just in case, “…Just hold tight to me,Sanji-san.”

[bersamanewpalapa]

Wow! One Piece Film Red Makes New Box Office History

Fantastic, one word that fits One Piece Film Red. Yes, premiered in Japan, One Piece Film Red immediately ranked first at the box office.Based on their portrayal in One Piece Film: Red, Shanks and the Red Hair Pirates are truly Haki monsters. Here are the spoilers or leaks of One Piece film Red. The film was finally released in Japanese theaters. Shanks and his powerful crew have been hypnotized for a long time, so this will be their masterpiece.

As is known, One Piece Film Red just had its Opening Day in Japan on August 6. But the day of its release, One Piece Film Red immediately broke the record with the highest revenue for the anime version for its premiere at the Japanese box office.

One Piece Film Red excels after “Demon Dlayer Mugen Train” and “Jujutsu Kaisen 0“. Reporting from the Shonen Jump News page, One Piece Film Red is the fifteenth film in the One Piece anime film series.

  One Piece Red Releases In Japan, Shanks' Real Power!

  In fact, One Piece Film Red became the most successful film during 'Opening Day' among other One Piece films. To the extent, One Piece Film Red has earned 1.15 billion Yen (Equivalent to 128 billion Rupiah) on Opening Day.

Then it became the first One Piece film to touch the 1 billion mark on the first day of broadcast.

The comparison of the advantages of One Piece Film Red with other One Piece films is as follows.

1. One Piece Strong World : 553 million Yen. 2. One Piece Film: Z : 750 million Yen. 3. One Piece Film: Gold : 675 million Yen. 4. One Piece STAMPEDE : 800 million Yen. 5. One Piece Film: RED : 1.15 billion Yen.

https://sites.google.com/view/onepieceredtheaterical2022/

https://groups.google.com/g/onepiecered/c/RahwSk2IeEM

https://colab.research.google.com/drive/1CHI_maFb3vv20X_c95XNYMD2b_1lcnXJ

https://sway.office.com/XvWPV6FY5P3ensSI

https://onepieceredtheaterical2022.talentlms.com/

https://c.mi.com/thread-4125388-1-0.html

https://onepieceredtheaterical2022.alboompro.com/portfolio/movies/1047631-dianying

https://www.podchaser.com/lists/onepiecered-107tLz5kwd

https://podcast.ausha.co/hd

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[crimeronan]

no supernatural au concept i haven’t been able to stop thinking about since considering ronan and opal were once the same age

the lynch family has a reputation.  partly it’s because they’re fucking weird, but let’s be real -- every rural town has its share of characters.  weird farmers are par for the course.  if the lynch family just kept to themselves at the barns, no one would know they existed.  however niall lynch is a swaggering larger-than-life storybook hero who loves attention and scandal, so: the lynch family has a reputation

by and large, the household is made up of known entities.  niall, the irishman who never shuts the fuck up.  aurora, the quiet beautiful wife with the bizarrely gorgeous beadwork at craft fairs. declan, the eldest son who’s got one foot in DC and won’t ever look back when he gets there.  matthew, the youngest boy with the enthusiasm and adoration and intellectual prowess of a golden retriever puppy

however.  the lynch twins are largely folkloric

it’s not just that they never seem to appear in public.  it’s that there are a dozen decade-old stories told by knitting folks on their porches that cannot POSSIBLY all be true, including:

the lynch twins set fire to the post office

the lynch twins stole four pallets of soda from the back of a truck unloading at the henrietta general store and drank all the evidence

the lynch twins lured a man into the woods and stabbed him in the leg

the lynch twins helped the local vet’s office coordinate 30 TNR procedures because they’ve befriended a colony of feral cats

the lynch twins trained a rotating cast of corvids to shit on the mayor when he leaves his office every evening

the lynch twins were banned from three local churches after incidents involving a statue of mary, stained glass worth several thousand dollars, and the preacher’s microphone respectively

adam doesn’t give much of a shit about local gossip but has gleaned quite a bit of it when being deferential and polite to middle-aged women at the dollar store.  it takes him a month of attending aglionby to put together that ronan and declan are siblings (they look unbelievably alike, but their body language and speech are SO different) and another week after that to realize ronan’s one-half of the unidentified lynch family variables

“isn’t there another one of him?” adam blurts

declan looks up and blinks, nonplussed rather than smooth for once in his life.  “excuse me?”

adam’s eating lunch and has ended up at a table with declan not because of friendliness, but because declan’s taking a break from his roving cast of intransient social interactions to work on college apps and adam’s getting a head start on homework.  neither is here to make friends.  adam nods across the room at ronan, who appears to be constructing a fully landscaped mountain sculpture out of french fries

declan says “god, i wish” as ronan upends a bottle of ketchup over the fries and causes a volcanic eruption that obliterates everything in the lunch table’s path

that tells adam absolutely nothing but also he doesn’t really care.  later, when he and gansey are friends, and he’s no closer to understanding ronan but much more actively annoyed by him, he asks gansey the same thing

“oh, his sister!” gansey says, and beams.  this at least explains why she doesn’t go to aglionby.  “she’s great.  she’s taught me a lot about what plants want to kill you”

adam can’t decide what to make of this.  once upon a time he’d think that the affection of someone like gansey predisposed the mysterious lynch sister toward being like declan, but it turns out gansey reserves that ebullient expression for losers like him and ronan and noah alone, so.  more data necessary

it’s important to note that this isn’t like, occupying a huge part of adam’s mind.  it’s just idle querying because he likes knowing things.  to that end, he asks ronan once if he’d ever met ronan’s sister when adam attended the public junior high.  they’d be in the same grade, right??

ronan gets weird and evasive with some response about how she homeschools with his mom, and adam’s like okay, some religious cult thing with the women running the farm. whatever. not my issue

adam and ronan get slowly closer over time, etcetc, you know how it goes.  eventually adam's invited to the barns.  his first few visits are normal.  suspiciously normal.  aurora is loving and gentle in a way that makes adam skittish - probably more due to his own issues than any Actual malevolence, but who knows - and there is zero mention or sign of a girl living there

it doesn’t Really bother adam, but it kind of bothers him.  less because he’s dying to meet her and more because equations that don’t add up make him nervous.  his running list of theories include 1) she doesn’t exist 2) she’s dead 3) she’s at some elite boarding school for girls in connecticut 4) she’s an emancipated minor 5) she’s not an emancipated minor but has run away anyway 6) she’s a fugitive from justice 7) she’s in prison 8) she’s dead but, like, worse this time

adam carefully and subtly raises his concerns to ronan by asking, “so is your sister being tortured in your attic or what?”

ronan, reasonably, is like, “the fuck?”

adam’s like, “look, all i’m saying is that when a twin goes missing in a story and no one seems to care, something sinister’s afoot.  that’s all i’m saying here.”

ronan’s like, “say the word ‘afoot’ again.  you sound like gansey.  come on”

he takes adam out for a walk in the woods, which seems like a pretty murdery way to respond.  adam, uncomfortably aware of that rumor about luring people to the woods and stabbing them in the leg, is like okay i’m about to die here.  i’ve uncovered a lifetime movie plot and now i’m gonna be buried in unmarked barrel #457.  what a way to go

this is pretty much confirmed when he gets attacked

he hits the ground before he’s really registered anything beyond a surprise impact.  it drives the breath out of his lungs. he flips onto his back right away.  ronan’s got half a foot of height on him and stupidly long legs so a sprinting escape doesn’t seem viable.  he’s gonna have to rely on the old-fashioned power of fingernails and kicking

he has time to see a pair of blown-pupil eyes WAY too close to his face before the weight disappears from him.  the culprit is a girl, late teens, with hair that’s probably blonder when the matted dirt is washed out of it.  “for fuck’s fucking sake,” ronan is saying, hauling her to her feet and blessedly away from adam’s vulnerable internal organs, “why. WHY.”

“holy shit.”  adam sits up, clutching his chest.  he can feel every bone in his body.  “god. god. god”

the girl is almost as tall as ronan.  she’s dressed in some kind of baggy coverall-ish getup that might once have been an army parachute.  she is not wearing any shoes.  there’s some blood on her face from a recently-opened scab, and also a black speck on one cheek that adam thinks is a smashed fly

“you didn’t jump gansey!” ronan is saying, extremely exasperated.  “why!”

“i didn’t have my hammock yet when gansey first came,” she says.  she does not sound remotely sorry

adam looks up and discovers that there is in fact a hammock stretched between the trees.  it’s one of those heavy-duty camping numbers with thick canvas and a full insect net.  it’s also thirty feet in the air.  there are branches on the way down, but they are very precariously spaced.  adam does not want to know how she parkoured to leap onto his shoulders

“when you snap someone’s neck,” ronan says, “i’m not helping you hide the body”

“who says i haven’t already?”

“the fuck? and you didn’t ask me to help hide the body?”

she darts a few feet away and pulls herself into a tree.  adam watches with slight fascination as she shimmies out along a long branch until it dips under her weight.  as he gets to his feet, trying to piece together his wilted dignity, she rides her makeshift nature elevator down until she’s staring into his eyes again.  hugging the branch like a snake.  absolutely no consideration for how normal human beings behave. it’s almost marvelous

“sufficiently free of my attic, parrish?” ronan asks

“uh, yeah. yep”

“so this is opal,” ronan says

opal flips over so she’s hanging from the branch like a sloth.  then hooks her legs around it and reaches down until her palms are flat on the ground.  cartwheels out of the tree like a particularly feral acrobat.  adam jerks back to avoid being smacked by a faceful of twigs at the whipcrack slingshot of the branch bouncing back

opal pulls a pocketknife from one of the folds in the DIY parachute sewing machine tick protection onepiece from hell.  adam eyes her warily

“opal, this is parrish. or adam. whichever. don’t stab him”

“god,” adam says again

opal beams.  she opens the pocketknife, but all she does is start cleaning bits of plaque from between her teeth with the tip, which is somehow so much worse than stabbing.  adam looks at ronan and finds him pinching the bridge of his nose.  it occurs to adam that this is the only time he’s EVER seen ronan express any sense of embarrassment in any social situation.  ronan has no sense of propriety.  adam didn’t know he was capable of feeling embarrassed

he immediately likes opal just for that.

“yes,” opal says, unconcerned, answering a question no one’s actually asked.  “ronan is the normal one”

[automaticanchorfun]

10 + 1 0

Answer their 10 questions and then think of 10 questions to ask other friends!

Thanks for the tag (and brain workout!) @basilisa-scorpii !!

Fictional universe you’d like to move to for one day?

Back when I was little, I was obsessed with the Final Fantasy collection - VII has always been my favorite and I partly blame the movie they made from the game. I've always thought it'd be interesting to be there.

Favorite book/comic book/manga/etc.?

So I've never really read comic books or manga (except for Bleach & One Piece). My all time favorite book is Interview with the Vampire by Anne Rice.

Favorite astral object (for example: star/constellation/planet)?

Stars, hands down! I have about 7 or 8 different star tattoos. I don't really know why I'm so attractive to the stars. I would drive my mom crazy when I was little because she'd always find me outside with the dog in the middle of the night!

What do you like to do for relax after a stressful day?

Relax? Relaxing? Do people really do that? I stay home with my 2 year old son so there's no relaxing going on here!

Your first fictional crush?

Sesshōmaru from Inuyasha. My age is showing!

Superpower you’d like to have?

Is there a superpower to make people sleep on demand? Cuz this kid of mine is INSANE.

Foreign languages you speak/would like to speak?

I don't speak any foreign languages - bad me! I'm not sure which I'd like to learn. Polish & Romanian for sure!

Dream travel?

Somewhere warm like Australia or New Zealand. Or maybe somewhere snowy like Finland. Anywhere out of the US really!

Do you have any pets? 

Yep! I have a 6 year old Malamute named Luna, a 13 year old Maine Coon named Fussy, and a 7 year old Maine Coon named Hyde.

Favorite aesthetic?

I don't actually know! Is Halloween an aesthetic? It is now!

My 10 questions:

1. What's your favorite season?

2. Do you have a favorite childhood memory?

3. If you could be any animal, what would you be?

4. If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?

5. What was your first concert?

6. If you were stuck on a deserted island, what 3 items would you want to have with you?

7. Would you rather go to the past or the future?

8. What's one skill you'd like to master?

9. If you could bring one fictional character to life, who would it be and why?

10. How much would someone have to pay you to eat a live spider?

I'm going to tag @blackcloverwritings @hanajimasama @abadbitvh @charmysspiritanimals @dumbass-no-mi @onepiece-sinning-forest @luffytarhoe @luccislegs @noswordstyle @nyasha-of-germa-66

[strikerjoshy]

Tagged by @meagie4buglady

Thx :3

•Da Rules:

Tag 9 people you want to know more about or want to be friends with. No pressure to do the same.

•Top Three Ships:

Umm, U-73 from Azur Lane, the Moby Dick from Whitebeard and- just kiddin, imI know whats meant with "ships"

I just dont have something like that. I like Banlaine (Ban X Elaine and Geldris (Gelda X Zeldris) from Nanatsu, but if a have to name a OnePiece- or Strawhats-Ship I'd say the only one I can think of is Franky X Robin, too :3

•Last Song You Listened To:

Edguy - But here I am (my favorite band)

•Last Movie You Watched:

Gedo Senki/ Tales from Earthsea on Netflix around two months ago

•Book You're Reading:

No book, but I just started the Kimetsu no Yaiba Manga and in love with the artstyle <3

•Food You're Craving Rn:

Kebab with Halloumi Cheese. Screw u, Corona :'c

Ignore if you want :)

(Damn i dont interact that much with people on tumblr, so it feels weird to tagg someone who maybe thinks "who the fuck are u?")

@zorria @catchymemes @danktoday @kenpachiofsquad10 @kaizokuou-ni-naru @redworld96 @lesbianjinbe @gabepatin91 @meer-kat

[ichiyuki]

We should STOP calling Bleach Big-3 because：

Dragon Ball about to have their 20th movies

OnePiece about to have their 14th movies

While bleach？what bleach have？