#oro biting

[ladyshivs]

@goldfish-fhr

[whitesnakewine]

[just-a-tiny-goldfish]

New sidestep is gunna be the embodiment of I don’t have to fight my big sis will kick your ass 😡

But then he feels bad for the person

[musesofchaos]

I finally caved with the orosaso kids Picrews under cut!

Meet Kurayami and Akahana! Kuraymai is the oldest and mostly takes after Sasori. But he's more normal, I guess? Lol, he's got his old man's artist taste for puppeteer and shares both his parent's morbid curiosity. Akahana, on the other hand, is a sweetheart. So bubbly and bright. Though Momoko's mischievousness has rubbed off on her, and she likes to play tricks lol. Her parent's and brothers (yeah, brothers cause Log and Mitsuki) love her to death and will do anything to protect her. I love them so much >w<

[hidden-but]

Waiting for a train in a McDonalds eating ice cream and i can feel how each blandly inoffensive chill guitar okay song that comes on in the background makes me lose another sanity point

[allurilove]

Can we have a Mother and son day with Henry and yandere husband spies on us and ends up getting caught? ( this is just a request that you can write later if you want).

When summer was slowly coming to an end, the school season was already beginning. Henry needed new clothes after he grew out of his old ones, and that meant he had to sadly ditch his trusty overalls. Henry begged you to go to the mall with him as he hated shopping with his father. Your yandere husband could be in the mall for hours and hours, and while he blamed you for draining his bank account, he was also at fault too.

Yandere husband had a somewhat fashionable taste, and it must've been a genetic thing since his father was like that too. Your husband wouldn't really let Henry get what he wanted, even the light-up Skechers he dreamed of having. Henry argued that he would be the coolest kid in town if he had those, but your husband said it was tacky.

That's why you were with Henry instead of that big ol' grump. You were the only person who would listen to him! And the only one that was easily manipulated to buy crazy printed t-shirts with exploding dinosaurs on the front! Henry smiled evilly, rubbing his hands together as you paid for the shirt. While the kid would wear the shirt to school, he also wanted to buy it to shove it in his father’s face.

"Do you need anything else?" You asked your son, who was excitedly holding the shirt in his hands.

He was examining it with slight disbelief on his face. Surely, this shirt wasn't school appropriate... but you had bought it for him anyway! What a dream come true!

The kid stroked his chin in thought, tossing the shirt back into the bag. He already knew what he wanted next before you asked that question. “Can I get new shoes?"

"I thought you bought some with your father last week?" You said, pinching his cheek. He blushed before he shyly pulled away from you.

"...I must've grown too big for them now! They hurt my feet." Henry faked a wince and started to stumble as he walked. "Owie... ouch..." He whimpered.

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The little kid skipped out of the store with a huge smile, his shoes lighting up with each bounce, and his favorite superhero plastered on the sides. You then bought him a cinnamon pretzel while you sipped on some lemonade. He was very happy until he abruptly stopped walking. He sniffed the air, smelling hints of cedarwood, bergamot, clove, and desperation. He had a pretty good idea of who it was, but for good measure, he licked his index finger and raised it into the air. Henry's eyes narrowed, the gears turning in his head, and his whole body did a 180.

"You!" Henry pointed at the poor fool, who was clearly trying to hide himself behind his cup of Annie's Pretzels.

Yandere husband wore a dark grey trench coat, an infinity scarf around his neck that also covered his mouth, and a pair of black sunglasses by James Oro. He pretended not to see the boy blatantly pointing at him. He got up from his seat and hurriedly walked in the opposite direction, gripping his cup of plain pretzel bites and muttering curses to himself as he heard the angry tiny footsteps behind him.

"Dad!" Henry huffed as he picked up his pace. "I know that's you! I can smell you from a mile away."

Yandere husband nervously chuckled, turned his head to take one glance at his son, and shook his head. He stretched his legs out even further to walk faster, using his hips and arms to gain some sort of leverage over his shorter son. "Dad? My name isn't 'dad'... it's Brad!" He deepened his voice to respond to Henry.

Henry rolled his eyes and managed to grab onto yandere husband's arm. Your man refused to turn his head around and face his son; he was actually scared of what Henry would do to him.

"Oh, hi Brad. Did you happen to see the man that was hitting on my mom over there?" He gestured to you, still standing far away.

"Wait, what?" Yandere husband tensed up, swiveled his head around, and yanked his sunglasses off to take a good look at you with a scowl. "What man, Henry? I don't see anyone—"

"Aha! Busted!" Henry exclaimed and kicked his father in the shins. "How dare you try to stalk us? I am trying to have some quality time with Mom!"

Yandere husband groaned and clutched his leg. "What is wrong with you—"

"Give me your pretzel bites!" Henry demanded, opening his hand. "You don't deserve those." He tsked and snatched the cup out of his father's hand.

[shuggymaniac]

[Everyone in the Oro Jackson hanging out on the deck]

Young!Shanks, Tugs or Roger’s coat: Captain, I have a question.

Roger: and I might have an answer, Hahahaha!!

Young!Shanks: if like Buggy hard enough can I marry him?

[most of the Roger pirates shock on or spit their drink in surprise as they focus on the red haired boy]

Roger, with a troubled look: well… uhh

Young!Buggy, munching on a chocolate bar: No way in heck, you’re not my type.

Young!Shanks, with a hurt expression: why not? I even gave you my chocolate bar.

Young!Buggy, sticking out his tongue showing his half showed chocolate bite: Want me to spit it out for you then?

Rayleigh, come behind Buggy and punches the back of his head making him howl in pain: such a rude kid.

[msfantasy-anime]

Love-Bug

Buggy x Reader

Summary: The adventures on the Oro Jackson is coming to an end. The ship now sails towards Wano and Y/n begins to make plans for after the pirates officially disband. Leading to a huge fall out with Buggy.

Warning: Mentions of death, Wano arch spoilers, angst, vicious one-sided fight between Buggy and Y/n. A build up towards a romance story.

Part III

The Oro Jackson was unusually quite today.

The slow moving current pulled the ship effortlessly through the glassy sea. The ships sails hanging limply, not a single rigging or joint tussling in the windless air. The crew were lulled to sleep with the unusual calm which only further added to the serenity.

Sitting at the edge of the crows nest, you look out and absorb the view, of the sun setting on the horizon, making the sea absorb the vibrant colours of oranges and red.

You must be in heaven - because you were certain that life could not possibly get better then right here on the Oro Jackson. A ship filled with great friends, great food and impossible grand adventures. All with the jolly Rodger standing proudly behind your back.

“The views from here are heavenly.” A rough voice startles you. Grabbing at your chest you crane your neck around to see non-other than that rascal red head.

“Red- you scared the soul out of me.” You huffed forcing your heart to slow down but Shanks only chuckles in delight from your frightful state. A rare occasion to see his sultry companion break the alluring facade.

“I’m looking for Buggy- we were meant to help the Captain with something but I can’t seem to find him anywhere. Guess I’ll have to keep looking.” Shanks announces, but his actions seem to contrast his statement as he leans over the rail, absorbing the breath taking view himself.

“Stay a little longer. After all, twilight is far too beautiful to waste alone. Especially since it’s gone before you know it.” You whisper, leaning your head onto Shanks arm. His eyes break away from the horizon and glances down at your glossy eyes.

“You can be a real charmer ya’know?” He teases which only pulls a devious grin to your lips. “I’ve been meaning to ask ya’something.” Shanks alludes, daring you to bite the hook.

“Asking me a question? This is quite the special occasion.” You nudge Shanks, earning you a chuckle.

“You know our time on the Jackson is coming to an end.” You shift your weight away from Shanks, feeling miffed at his wet blanket words ruining a perfect twilight view. “I know you were planning on entering Wano with Oden and Toki tomorrow, but I was hoping- you might want to consider staying with me. Would you join my crew?” He asks, his usual infectious smile planted right on his face.

You weren’t sure what you were planning on doing after the captain officially disbands the crew. Truth be told, you were feeling utterly lost, and only planned on residing in Wano because Toki asked you. But looking out on the horizon, this is what you truely wanted. Continued adventures on the seas with breath taking views and unbelievable outrageous stories to record in books for the world to contemplate and deny.

“I’m still going to help Toki and Oden settle in, with the little ones but once I’m finished. I’d love nothing more than to be part of your crew Captain.” You whisper. Shanks stares back at you with wide eyes, a booming laughter ripping through the quiet space.

“Really? I thought you’d flat out reject me for Buggy.”

Your face begins to scrunch, trying to make sense of Shanks strange assumption. “What makes you say that?”

“Come on princess- don’t go playing coy with me.” Another grin begins to surface to your lips at Shanks accusations. He always seems to see right through you. It’s honestly a little unnerving. “I just figured Buggy would finally a grow a pair and ask for you to join his crew, and that you would follow your little ‘Love Bug’ since he’s your favourite play-thing.”

“He hasn’t asked me anything yet.” You huff, quickly becoming agitated with Shanks misunderstanding of your relationship with Buggy. “And he’s not my play-thing.”

Sure, you started calling him ‘Love Bug’ as a playful jab, a lighthearted tease aimed at the way he always seemed to unravel in your presence—his nervous sputtering, the way his words tripped over each other in an almost endearing display of foolishness. Anyone with eyes could see it; Buggy’s infatuation with you was obvious, despite how loudly he protested or how theatrically he denied it which only made the truth more transparent, much to the amusement of the crew.

His nickname wasn’t meant to be cruel, degrading, or demeaning in any way and definitely not a nickname for your ‘play-thing’. It was your way of acknowledging his feelings without pushing too hard, wrapping your affection in humor, and perhaps hiding a little of your own vulnerability behind the playful term.

“Tell me the truth. Do you like Buggy?” Your mouth begins to open, ready to murmur agreeably but your mouth quickly shuts at Shanks clarification. “Romantically.”

An arch of your brow and the glare of your smokey eyes tells Shanks he’s pushed it too far. “And why on earth would you think I’d ever admit to that?” Your velvet voice is voided of gentleness and replaced with a cold harshness that threaten Shanks to back off. You can’t help but become defensive at the question. It was no one’s business to know your feelings for Buggy, and there is no reason Shanks should know.

Shanks only throws his hands up in a surrendering gesture. “Only asking because now’s the time to settle the truth before we all part ways.”

Truth be told, you can’t admit something so scary like that out loud. You felt… something for Buggy. A platonic affection that somehow morphed to more affection.

It’s hard to pin-point the moment you realised you felt different for Buggy as you did for Shanks.

Buggy was just so refreshing. He was so chaotic, messy and self-assured; inflating all of his short comings, letting his mind overcome matter. He was theatrical, dramatic and honest and transparent with every action. The complete opposite to you, who acts so soft and demure, a mask bound tightly to your face, hesitant to show yourself so transparently.

One of the things you admired most about Buggy was his affection in every little action. He always bring you flowers or bring back gifts that reminded him of you. He’d always pass you the dinner plate first, making sure you had something to eat. He’d always walk behind you, as if always putting you first.

You admired Buggy, but love? That’s a terrifying word.

That word leads to one’s heart and soul shattering to pieces if given to the wrong person.

And why on earth would you think I’d ever admit to that?

Buggy swallowed the lump forming in his throat. You said, the words so sharp and dismissively, they might as well have been aimed straight at him like knives to his aching heart.

Of course, Buggy had always figured you could never—would never—be with someone like him. You were far too graceful, far too alluring, the kind of person who turned heads without even trying. When you walked through crowded streets, people would turn their heads to look, though you never seemed to notice. You were too busy glancing back over your shoulder, making sure Buggy was always there behind you. But that was the thing, wasn’t it? He was always behind you. Meanwhile, Shanks was always by your side. You never checked for him—not like you did for Buggy—because you didn’t have to. It was as if you simply knew he would always be on your left, just as you would always be on his right.

It was just so god damn fitting. You would join Shanks crew. The two of you off galavanting without him.

Abandoning him.

Leaving him behind just like you would when you three would walk the street together.

How foolish he’d been to nurture even the faintest spark of hope, to imagine for a moment that someone like you might look back at him with anything more than friendly fondness.

He stumbled on the ladder, forcing a grin onto his face as he swallowed the rising lump in his throat, desperate to keep the pain from showing. After all, he thought bitterly, what kind of "princess" would ever fall for a ridiculous clown like him? He’s nothing more than good entertainment value.

Buggy continues to ascend the mast, climbing into the crows nest, and seeing you leaning into Shanks, his arm wrapping around your back and holding you by the waist loosely. You’re both too absorbed in the view to notice him.

“If you two are done flirting, dinner is waiting in the food hall - I’ve got first watch.” Buggy announces, watching Shanks rip away from you and rushing down the mast in hasty delight.

Buggy moves the stool to a better position ready to take his seat for the next few hours. “I’m happy to take first watch if you want to go eat Love-Bug.” You offer with that sickening sweet smile which usually twists his insides with swooning delight only now it’s twisting his heart in pain.

“Nah- just go a head and eat.” He dismisses, turning his body away from you.

“Are you feeling alright?” You ask, reaching your hand out to him only for Buggy to slap it away to your surprise.

“I’m feeling fine- just hurry up and buzz off already.” He lashes out.

“Buggy-“

“I said go away! I don’t want you here! Quit bothering me already!” You take a step back, feeling off balance from Buggy’s random outburst, he steps forward squaring up to you, his nose meer millimetres from your own. It was obvious he was daring you to run off, and not look at him. But the pain in his eyes told you to stay put.

“I’m not leaving you like this love-bug.” You whisper, bringing your warm hands to cradle his paled face which seems to be sagging with distress. “You don’t have to explain yourself, I’m just happy to be here with you. But if you want to talk, I’m here to listen.” You reassure, continuing to cradle his face. Just as he seems to be relaxing into your touch he pushes your arms away with such great force it sends your stumbling backwards.

“No! Enough with your freaking mind games.” Your brows knit together, unsure where Buggy’s unprovoked mood swing was coming from. Though Buggy was always an emotional swing set, his anger seems to be pointed directly to you. His movement starts to become more erratic, as if physically fighting off his outburst. His face begins to twist in seething anger.

“Buggy…” You mutter, unsure what to say to calm down his explosive behaviour.

Nothing in this world could’ve prepared you for Buggy’s lethal words that blow harsh punches straight to your ego.

“You know, it must be real nice, walking through life like the way you and Shanks do—turning heads without even trying. Making men and women fall at the knees for you.” He snorts in frustration, thinking back to all the random men that would pathetically flirt with you only for you to politely thank them for their compliments. It was a constant experience that made Buggy feel so far out of reach. “It’s all just a game to you, isn’t it? Watching me trip all over myself like the love sick fool. Acting like you don’t notice! Teasing me by calling me ‘Love-Bug’. You let me in a little, flirt back sometimes. You let me grow close to you—but never too close, right? You’re a damn ice wall — scared to let anyone in. Keeping all your thoughts a secret as if they were important to begin with.”

You take a step back, eyes darting back and forth, unsure what to do or say. Only managing to stand there like a damn indecisive deer and take the insults blow after blow. Buggy pulls a poisonous smile across his face at your shocked demeanour. After all, it’s the first time he’s ever provoked any sort of reaction from you that wasn’t cool and elusive, and definitely the first time you didn’t have a quick witted retort back.

And with that, Buggy turned his back to you.

You stare at the ground, the loosen mask you dropped around Buggy and Shanks now wrapping tightly around your face again. As you begin to look up at Buggy’s turned back, your eyes burning holes.

Buggy has clearly misunderstood you.

You could clear this up.

You could reassure Buggy.

You could embrace him.

You could tell him you love him.

You thought saying the words out loud would be the scariest part.

‘Love’ that word leads to one’s heart and soul shattering to pieces if given to the wrong person.

It turns out you don’t need to admit it out loud.

Buggy has gone a head and shattered your heart and soul without your admission.

His bitter rant left you feeling crushed and in pieces.

If he managed to accomplish this much before you even truely handed your love over to him, just imagine the devastation that could follow when the truth is revealed.

So you didn’t dare utter another word. The fear of being vulnerable was too great. The wall was back up, higher then ever, and with any luck, it will never come down again.

You backed away and left Buggy in the crows nest by himself.

The departure from Wano was emotional to say the least. It’s with a heavy heart that the crew wished their teary goodbyes, waving at Oden, Toki and the two little rascals as they walked away from the ship.

Buggy knows you’re terrible at good-byes but he figured you’d at least wave off Toki, especially since she was your greatest friend. Even going as far as calling her your sister.

A few of the ships crew members are gathered on deck playing cards. But it’s hard to focus with a distressed clown shuffling back and forth.

“Can ya stop pacing? It’s making me lose.” Crocus accuses. Grumbling at the cards in hand.

Rayleigh snorts at the accusation. “The kid pacing isn’t the cause for your bad playing.” The men crack-up in howling laughter.

“Has anyone seen Y/n?” The men go quiet, continuing to play cards.

It’s been so damn uncomfortable the past few days. Buggy carrying a huge damn chip on his shoulder, and their sweet princess acting quiet and meek was off putting to say the least.

They figured something tense happened between you two, but they couldn’t figure out what it was exactly.

Shanks is the first to speak up. “You know how she is with good-byes.” He states, locking eyes with his clown friend.

“She never could stand them.” Rayleigh agreed, taking a card from the pile only to slap his knee in frustration. “We even made her stand at the damn rear of the ship just to wave at her own Grandfather.”

“I know that! I just figured she’d stop hiding by now.” Buggy huffs rubbing the back of his head. “We had one little fight and she’s been hiding out in her room since.”

“I know you’re dumb, but I didn’t realise you were this stupid.” Shanks states casually drawing another card from the pile. “Y/n departed the ship back in Wano. Said she will meet up with me later.”

“Read em’and weep.” Rayleigh exclaims excitedly, gathering up the loot on the crate.

“You’re cheating aren’t you!” Crocus argues, igniting a yelling match amongst the players. Shanks picks up the cards, shuffling the deck and redistributing the cards.

Buggy felt deflated at the news. You left without saying goodbye?

He knew it would be the last thing you wanted to do but he figured you’d at least give him a chance to make things up to you. But now that you’re gone, things that shouldn’t have been said will forever hang in the air until you next happen to cross paths.

Your time with the straw hats has come to an end.

With the beast pirates gone, Big Mom and Kaido dead, your sister has finally been avenged.

Spending all that time with the straw hats made you feel at ease. You can finally leave Wano and join Shanks, after all, he’s been waiting for you for years.

With all loose ends tied up, you depart from Wano, refusing to say good-bye. It was far too painful to depart, feeling like your abandoning Momonosuke and Hiyori. But they seemed to stand at the shore line waving you off as you ride the waves out of Wano on a wave board.

Little brats, they made sure you had no choice but to depart with a proper send off.

A large boat just happens to be sailing past.

You recognised the strong haki that flowed through the forest before. It’s what prompted your hasty departure.

Even after a decade, Shanks kept his side of the agreement. He road the boat along Wano, allowing you to ride the waves out to him.

A rope dropped down, the side of the boat. The setting sun colouring the sparkling ocean horizon with brilliant reds and oranges. The sky streaking with whites, blues and purples.

It couldn’t have been a more fitting view for your long awaited arrival.

Climbing the rope you only just about reached the rail when Shanks appeared in front of you, snatching you with one arm into a tight hug.

“Good of you to finally join us Princess. You kept your Captain waiting for quite sometime.” He said in that light hearted tone. Conveying a casualness that did not seem to match the death grip arm wrapped around your back.

“Sorry to keep you waiting Captain.” You whisper, your eyes welling up with tears you couldn’t force down. “Think you can watch the twilight with me? After all — it’s far too beautiful to waste alone. Especially since it’s gone before you know it.” Shanks places his hand on your head, before dropping it to your waist, tugging you to the other side of the ship, where the view is at its best.

“You’re a real charmer ya’know?”

“Shanks! What the hell are you doing here?!” Buggy questions aggressively, pressing his nose into Shanks. An accusatory finger jabbing into Shanks shoulder.

Yet despite Buggy’s aggressive approach. Shanks couldn’t help but return a light hearty laugh. “Good to see you too Buggy. How long has it been? 5 years?” Shanks pulls him in for a hug, only to push him away to get a good look at Buggy. “Look at you, all grown up.”

Buggy only rolls his eyes, spinning around to observe the lively Tavern that definitely had an upgrade since they first visited all those years ago on the Oro Jackson. “The ice princess would’ve loved this…” Buggy states, scanning the crowd. Glancing over at Shanks he notices his head lulled, shadowing his eyes.

There’s no other way to describe it. Buggy’s world shattered in thousands of pieces the day he found out that Oden, Toki, Momonosuke, Hiyori and you, had passed away.

His heart was ripped right out of his chest. His mind swimming in a pool of regret.

“Oh- that reminds me.” Shanks said, taking huge gulps of his beer and placing the empty pint down. “Turns out Y/n was alive. Never died. Just time traveled! Can you believe it?!” Shanks begins to laugh heartedly making Buggy’s mind twist in heated anger.

There’s a lot of things Buggy jokes about, but your departure from the world is never one of them.

Right when Buggy wound his arm back, ready to punch the lights of our Shanks, he heard an angel call out to him.

“Love-Bug?” His head cranes to see you standing right behind him as if time hasn’t moved for you. The pool of tears welled up. “We have a lot to catch up on.”

[beanghostprincess]

Silly vampire buggy being so very normal about it while the rest are absolutely FERAL is so funny.

Buggy, before Roger passed, still on the Oro: hmm, I'm kinda thirsty-

Shanks, ripping his already open shirt further off: Oh Dear, Oh My Look At ALL THIS So Very BITEABLE SKIN, Sure Hope There's No VAMPIRES Thirsting Near Me, Wink Wink!!!!

Buggy: I bet Gabban still has some juice boxes. I hope he has that guava one. I'll be right back!

Shanks, half naked and drooping: 🥺😟😥😫

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Mihawk: I read this interesting novel yesterday which gave me much to ponder.

Buggy: oh? Awesome! Which was it?

Mihawk, side-eying Buggy pointedly: it was a supernatural romance between a human and vampire. It was rather explicit and had many scenes which piqued my interest.

Buggy, absolutely Not Getting It: oh man. I usually hate those. It's a toss up between bad writing or the vampire is always a top. Like? Give me gay bottom vampires too, we deserve to be recognized!! Oh, Hawky, can you hand me my sunscreen?

Mihawk: ........... here.

Buggy: thanks, love!

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Crocodile: hey you drink blood.

Buggy, sipping A+ out of a care bear cup: yeah?

Croc: does it work on Logia users? Or would your fangs need Haki to pierce us?

Buggy: hm. Good question? I dunno, actually!

Crocodile: seems this could be a learning experience. Would be a shame to not experiment. I know how much you like your science.

Buggy: I do like science. Yeah. Yeah. You're right! I SHOULD experiment on that!!

Croc, unbuttoning his shirt, tugging down his cravat: uh huh, well, I suppose we ought to get to it- where are you going

Buggy: to my workshop! Science waits for no man!!! Nor clown, in my case. Man clown? Vampire? Who knows. Wait. Am I a man...? Hm, what is the gender today... wait, have I eaten at all? I don't remember. Anyway, I need to grab my suit, I'm low on sunscreen again. Oh, remind me to add that to the next shipment request. Oh, I should also grab a bloody mary!! That sounds great! Okay. Bye bye!!

Croc, halfway undressed, watching Buggy run outside, start swearing bc he didn't pull up his hood and is cursing the light, before tripping flat onto his face: ............. shit.

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Buggy rarely pushes the limits of his abilities BECAUSE of the vampirism. If he uses his DF more than usual, it makes him hungrier. And once he hits a certain point, he begins to lose his already loosey-goosey sense of humanity. It scares him to be so cold and uninterested, especially since he always feels things turned up to eleven. When his hits that point, EVERYTHING turns off. At best, he'll be mildly annoyed, angry, amused - but it's like being in a glass bowl, watching things happen from the outside. It terrifies him.

His partners...? Well. It does things to them too, but terror isn't exactly the dominating feeling... 👀

((Also, the romanticism of blood. Of life energy. Of an exchange of that out of love. Of giving parts of yourself to sustain and satiate another. Carrying pieces of someone else in your body to propagate your own life. Of giving and taking consensually the liquid which carries your time. The inherent provocative nature of taking someone else's essence into yourself with full permission and full understanding because they receive so much from you in turn that it is simple, easy, logical to consent to this.))

Vampires 🥰

THE FIRST ONE IS SO REAL EFJKBWEJKBWJEKBF Shanks does that constantly he's DYING for Buggy to bite him and the clown won't even notice he's trying so much. It's ridiculous. Shanks and his failguy moment simping for a vampire that doesn't want his blood.

Mihawk and Crocodile trying to flirt and failing miserably because Buggy is always oblivious to what they do is amazing and no matter the AU it's always like this. I adore. They just want their vampire boyfriend to bite them :(( Failguys.

The last thing you said is so real. Vampires can be something so romantic and I think usually books/TV shows/Media in general don't focus on the important stuff. I want to see teen!Shuggy with Buggy and Shanks traveling together right after the crew disbands (before Roger's death) and Buggy not having access to other types of blood. So Shanks offers him his blood and they have like-- This moment of realization of how intimate it is. And Buggy will forever remember what it felt like to feel Shanks' embrace while sucking his blood without any complaints. And!! Both Mihawk and Crocodile wanting to do the same but it's definitely just for the horny, they don't expect it to be so passionate and intimate, and romantic.

Also, I agree with Buggy, the vampire should be the bottom. Really necessary for this situation.

[ideas-4-stories]

One piece story idea where Buggy has had medical issues since he was a baby, but most of them went unknown, undiagnosed, or not caught early enough to "make a difference".

Buggy with an autoimmune disorder of some kind (leaning to fibromayalgia bc I love projecting on my baby blue blorbo, but also the overactive nerves would tie in nicely with his devil fruit)

Buggy with hypermobility at the very least, possible Ehlers Danlos Syndrome, but it's damn near impossible to properly diagnose due to his DF and the tech available by and large.

On the Oro Jackson, few genuinely believed when Buggy would say something hurt or felt wrong or when he was more foggy headed than usual. Shanks could always read him like an open book. Roger could hear the changes in his youngest's Voice. Crocus did the best he could, but his options were limited and his attention was split. It was Roger, Rayleigh and Shanks who were Buggy's main support system.

Roger absolutely cried the first time Buggy got injured in a big fight and casually relocated a joint with just a soft hiss. That alone had been jarring, but Buggy's response to Shanks' worried question of "are you okay, does it hurt-," left the captain biting back tears. How else is a father supposed to feel when his little boy simply rolls hod eyes and says "not much more than normal"

When Roger disbanded the crew, the plan was to leave the boys on Drum. It had good doctors, Buggy would get more support, and it was rarely an island under siege due to the medical renown it had. They of course did not tell the boys as such, and it was only through a series of wacky events that lead Kureha to meeting them and taking a liking to their sparks. Shanks wasn't the most interested in medicine but he learned some things, specifically first aid and some things to help Buggy. He actually found psychology pretty interesting when he had the patience and attention span to spare. Buggy on the other hand took to it all like a fish to water.

They were there for almost two years when the newspaper was delivered and both boys lost their SHIT when the headline announced the execution of their captain, their father. Kureha sent them off, arguably with more supplies than they needed, and gave them her Denden number to reach her if they needed anything at all. She couldn't go with them, but she refused to send them truly alone.

They have their fight in the plaza, but it doesn't end with a monumental break up. They meet back up the next day, and they bite the bullet together and talk.

They take some time to come to a decision moving forward.

They ultimately decide to go with the co-captain avenue but with careful misdirection and smoke and mirrors. To the world at large, they will seem completely independent and unrelated. In truth, they will be leveraging their independent skills to further themselves and each other. The brains and brawn, as it were.

It works out in their favor for a good deal of time until the cluster fuck that is marineford. Secrets are out, identities revealed, and Buggy is having 6395716 panic attacks stacked up like Legos.

He and Shanks roll with it as best they can, trying to salvage what they feasibly could.

Two years later, Cross Guild is formed and begins rolling. Buggy's crew knows of his illnesses/disabilities, but he has a strict set up to address them. It's on a need to know basis.

Crocodile and Mihawk just so happened to swirl in like a hurricane and never got the memo until there was an attack on the island.

Somehow, someway, Buggy got absolutely soaked in sea water, but he's still fighting, knives in hand, bobbing and weaving with a trail of blood in his wake. It's as he pivots to lunge that Mihawk catches sight of him suddenly paling, a minute flinch, but beyond that, Buggy doesn't react, instead throwing the knife, reaching down and making a strange move at his knee before he cringed, took a sharp inhale, and dove back into the fray.

Upon asking why, hours later in the meeting tent, the swordsman and mafioso present blink when Buggy shrugs and says "oh, my knee cap tried to dislocate. Couldn't disconnect with the sea water so I had to push it back by hand."

"Pardon?"

"Hm?" Buggy glances up from where he's brushing some dried remnants of the battle from his locks, one eye shut against the debris. "What?"

"What caused the injury? I did not see any attacks to your legs in the chaos."

"Oh, it just happens sometimes," Buggy says casually, as if this were knowledge the other two ought to know. "I'm used to it."

They are not sure what to do, nor how to respond. They let it rest for the time being but they do keep a closer eye on their chairman following this.

They learn Buggy is rather adept at working with and around his unusual burdens, either disconnecting a joint or alleviating pressure on it until it can be addressed, even chop-chopping the offending area back to the proper place. They catch sight, now that they know to look, of hints of braces, wraps, the way Buggy occasionally presses his iced drink to a knee, a wrist, on an ankle in movements familiar but exceedingly casual, never belying their true purpose.

It is then that the two dark haired men realize there is much more to their clown than they first assumed.

I agree that overactive nerves would tie nicely with his Devil Fruit. Buggy having medical issues that went unknown, undiagnosed, or wasn’t caught early enough would make sense after all if the HC that Buggy was with the Roger Pirates as a baby or even if he wasn’t with them during his infant stage. These are pirates, how are they supposed to know that they need to look for things that could be wrong with the two babies they now have?

I’m sure some of them have things that have went unknown and undiagnosed. Anyway, back to Buggy, I had to look up Ehlers Danlos Syndrome because I didn't know what it was. I agree that it would be nearly impossible to diagnose properly because of no good tech around, as well as the fact he is on a pirate crew, I assume for the most pirate crews they don't stick around island for very long. I HC that Buggy swallowed the Bara Bara Fruit when he was nine.

Poor Buggy, I want to think that more people on the crew understood that Buggy has problems but didn’t how they could help him. Because acting like Buggy was fragile would make Buggy become angry because kid doesn’t want to be treated like that.

Poor Roger, having to watch that without saying anything, with all the other times it happened. Then after he disbanded the crew. Leaving them on Drum Island is a good choice and it makes sense that they didn’t tell the boys (I feel like they don’t tell the boys many things that should of been talked about, but this might be a good thing they didn’t say anything about. But who knows)

I wonder what the series of wacky events were to the meeting between them and Kureha? To me, they seemed like it there in this AU.

I think anyone would lose their shit if they see someone, they really love is getting murdered in front of so many people. I feel that Kureha only let them go because she knew they would go anyway, and this way let’s her give Buggy and Shanks the supplies they need.

I believe that with all the stress and pain of losing someone they hold dear in their hearts. I think Buggy wasn’t in the right mind set nor was Shanks in a way. Anyway, Love that they came back around to talk about it. I think the smoke & mirrors co-captain route they have… or is it more like Buggy and Shanks are allies? They have their own crews, but they still have each.

Then Marineford happened, poor Buggy and Shanks. I hope in this AU that Ace lives, but it was never stated so I don't know.

The idea that Buggy's crew knows about his illnesses/disabilities makes me feel that his followers would say he so strong to overcome them or we just talking about Buggy's crew from East Blue. Then yeah, those folks definitely know about his illnesses/disabilities.

Mihawk and Crocodile coming in without any knowledge and it took a battle to find out. I can see Buggy is nonchalantly about it as Mihawk did a doubletake when he said ‘Pardon?’ Crocodile did a doubletake too, because with those two didn’t know.

Once Crocodile and Mihawk know about what’s going on with Buggy, they see that the signs were always there. It’s just they didn’t paid attention to those signs, but they are.

[goddessofmischief]

      SAY DON'T GO (YOUNG BUGGY X READER)

A/N: This is part of this series, which requests are open for! These fics are all one-shots, so they can be read separately. Also, I highly recommend listening to the song linked in the title while you read. (Especially with this one. It really, really fits it. Maybe even read the lyrics. It's really Buggy's POV in this fic.)

The first nights alone on the Oro Jackson were quiet.

You weren't alone, not really. You had Buggy and Shanks with you, after all, but it was strange hearing the place you grew up be silent for the very first time. The soft snores of your friends were nothing compared to the riotous laughter you had fallen asleep to every night for the past decade.

You were all orphans now.

"Shanks," you whispered, tapping him on the arm. You didn't dare wake up Buggy.

"Hm?" he hummed sleepily.

"Can't sleep."

"Me neither," he said, despite the fact that he was very obviously asleep mere moments ago.

Things felt different. Different than days before. You didn't feel like the woman who had been abandoned by - then reconciled with - Dracule Mihawk, or the woman who had stood and witnessed Roger's execution only one day earlier. You felt like a girl again, now that it was just you and Shanks and Buggy. Just the three of you, against the world, a world that did not seem quite so dim and empty as it had been these past few months.

And so you and Shanks (and Buggy, once he woke up to the commotion) "can't sleep"-ed together, laughing and talking and acting like everything would be fine, like you were a proper crew, like you were all you needed, like you and Shanks had never shared that poisoned kiss.

...

The mornings after that were not quite as bright.

It turned out that if you wanted to be a pirate crew, a real pirate crew, you needed some things. Other crew mates - those would come later, Shanks reasoned - and supplies, plenty of them. So you docked the ship at a nearby port, far from Marine influence, and began shopping.

"You know, I've been thinking," said Shanks, taking a bite out of an apple, "Maybe we should change our flag - our Jolly Roger?"

"Roger's flag? No way."

"C'mon, think about it. It's our ship now."

"Who would we even change it to? I mean, I wouldn't mind letting you be captain - in name only - but Buggy won't like it."

"Buggy will get used to it."

"What, and he'll be first mate? Who am I, then?"

"I don't know, I'm sure we'll come up with something-"

You smacked his arm.

"You're such a jerk."

"Such a jerk, 'Captain.'"

...

Buggy had dreamt of you last night.

How things were different now, maybe, for the first time. How maybe things could really change.

Mihawk had abandoned you (bummer) and you and Shanks seemed to have a strange distance between you since the wedding that Buggy couldn't understand. You would need someone, he was sure of it, and he would be there.

"Hey, guys," Buggy called out, carrying a bag of groceries in one hand and climbing aboard the Oro Jackson. A single daisy was concealed in his pocket. "Got everything?"

"Yeah, um," you said, and you couldn't look at Buggy.

"...What? What's going on?"

You looked up at Shanks, pleadingly.

"Don't make me say it."

"He'll take it better from you," said Shanks, and Buggy detected a hint of a smirk on his face. Weariness, too.

"Shanks wants to be captain," you mumbled, staring at the deck.

Buggy laughed.

"Kidding, right? You're... kidding." He saw the look on your face. "You're not kidding. Well, you told him, no, right? You told him no."

"She agreed to it," Shanks said. "She didn't mind. But she wasn't sure how you would take it."

"Why would you agree to that?" Buggy shouted, louder than he meant to, and you flinched. "Look at me. Why would you-"

"I'm sorry," you whispered, a tear rolling down your cheek. "I thought it was the right thing."

"Why isn't it me, huh? Why not me? What's the difference? There's nothing Shanks has done that I couldn't do."

"I trust him," you confessed. "I trust him to lead-"

"Yeah? Why not me?"

"Buggy-"

"Answer the question," Buggy snapped. "Why not me?"

"That's enough," said Shanks. "That's enough."

Shanks, he noticed, had put his arm around your shoulders protectively - as if you needed to be protected. As if you needed to be protected, from him.

"I'm leaving," Buggy said, and turned to grab his things.

He really meant it, too - he meant it, as he went downstairs and collected his clothes and weapons and souvenirs of the life he'd been living for the past twenty years. He almost grabbed a sweater of his you often liked to borrow, but left it.

He'd been so stupid to believe that anything could change. That he'd finally be like Shanks, an equal. He would never be as good as Shanks. He would always be second in your heart to him - third, depending on what your opinion of Mihawk was at the time.

Somehow, he'd always known.

It didn't matter if this crew, this boat, was the best chance he had at getting the One Piece. He would get it anyway, and when he did, he was going to have a good laugh at the look on you and Shanks' faces. But then again, you probably didn't care if you died peasants, as long as you had each other, and you'd probably be thrilled to be rid of him-

"...Buggy?"

He heard a creak and turned to see you holding the sweater.

"You forgot something," you said quietly, holding it out to him. Buggy shook his head.

"It's worn out. It's all... stretched, and you got stains on it, and there's too many holes. It's beyond repair."

All lies. You were particularly careful with this sweater, because it wasn't just your favorite - you knew it was Buggy's favorite, too.

You frowned, staring down at it and searching for a tear.

"You can throw it out, for all I care," and Buggy slammed the lid of his suitcase down.

"It's really warm," you said, "...And I don't want to."

You pulled it over your head, sleeves hanging far past where your arms could stretch. Buggy watched you, unable to look away.

He had forgotten how cute you could be when you weren't stabbing him in the back.

"Why'd you come down?" he asked, fixing a resentful expression on his face. "Figured you'd be celebrating with Shanks right now."

"I'm not gonna let you leave, Bug. You really are crazy if you thought I would."

"What's the point in me staying? You as good as said it back there, there's nothing I do that Shanks doesn't do better-"

"And how do you think I feel?" you snapped. "You think it felt good, watching him be stronger my whole life? Knowing that no matter what I did, Roger was never gonna respect me more than him? Did you even think about the fact that when I let Shanks be captain, I took it away from myself, too?"

Truthfully, Buggy had never thought to consider it.

"Do you know why I put up with it?"

"Tell me."

"Because he goddamn deserves it," you stated. "He deserves every bit of respect he gets. He's nearly the best swordsman because he trained to be, he's a fighter because he fought to be, and he's never once faltered when I needed him. He's a leader, and that's not who we are. So you can walk away from me and him and the One Piece, and be a big baby, but there's a reason why I chose him over myself. Do you not think I'm capable, Buggy? Do you not think I'm good enough?"

"You're good enough."

"I know I am. But you didn't see me throwing a fit on the deck. Making him captain doesn't mean that I think Shanks is better than you, because I don't think he's better than me, either. We all have jobs."

"Yeah? What's yours?"

"Doctor," you said. "And sniper, and cook, for now."

"And what about me?" Buggy asked, leaning against the wall and fixing his gaze on you. "If I stayed, what would you have me do?"

"I'd let you be first mate. And shipwright. And blacksmith. You're talented with making things."

"I didn't think you'd noticed."

"Of course I have," you said. "I'm wearing something you made right now."

It's true, you were. Buggy had gotten into knitting a long time ago, during lazy days on the Oro Jackson in his youth, and had decided to make a sweater for you after seeing how cold you got. He'd lost his nerve in the middle of the project and begun making it in his size instead of yours after fearing you wouldn't want it, but it ended up in your hands anyway.

You approached Buggy, tentatively, the long sleeves of the sweater draping off your wrists. He eyed you as you stared up at him, pleadingly, and then threw your arms around him as if you trap him, and could make him stay there forever.

"Please stay," you whispered, voice muffled by his shoulder.

Buggy smirked, holding you.

"I didn't think you would beg, doll."

"...Only for you."

Maybe he would stay a little longer.

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[cursedgoblin-yx]

Omega!Buggy the clown HC

O!Buggy who hides and denies being an omega for self preservation. Who screams kicks bites and scratches at anyone who tries to out him.

O!Buggy who tucks away his nests under a raised lofty bed when he has a room on land, or in the corner between nailed in dressers hidden behind a curtain of blankets that he stretches an unused messy hammock in front of as a cheap shield hiding it from view.

O!Buggy who takes some sort of cloth scrap from every loyal member of his crew to squirrel away around his nests never to be relinquished again until no scent but his own remains.

O!Buggy who denies he’s an omega so hard but can’t help but purr when he buries his face into the softest pillows he owns. Smushing his nose into his hard earned comfort. Enjoying the warmth that cotton and candy blend of his own scent in sheer comfort brings him because it’s all his.

O!Buggy who isn’t a captain despite being an omega but because he’s an omega. Who inspires loyalty from the strangest bunch that only gets stranger over time then even worse after impel down then cross guild.

O!Buggy who was only content to share he was an omega when he was a young pup freshly presented on Oro Jackson where he had a pack, a Shanks and an Alpha that was the closest thing to a father figure the blue haired baby ever had and Captain.

O!Buggy who grew and kept his hair long because he loves fussing over it. Combing through sea swept loose curls even if it was in styles to hide it away as soon as he had something to do.

O!Buggy who loves treasure not for the wealth but because his secondary gender has him behaving like some deranged magpie who wants the shiney pretty things all around him just to inspire that sparkly eyed look of adoration.

O!Buggy who has no inkling to bow down to alphas or cower at any sort of flare of Haki but loathes the risk of physical violence because he prefers his skin unblemished despite the life of a pirate. This man has no shame in running and dodging fights if he thinks he can’t win it.

O!Buggy who curls his lip back bearing his teeth if he gets ordered around to dote on an Alpha in any way whatsoever. Who prefers to dictate how they should love and praise and appreciate him instead.

O!Buggy who would simper and pout so obviously before his temper flares up faster than anyone else his crews ever crossed paths with. It’s honestly the only reason others think he’s some low grade alpha instead out on the sea.

O!Buggy who’s a fucking menace when his random heats hit. He makes it impossible for anyone to get near him. Pack/crew/strangers, doesn’t matter. There’s a 10ft bubble around him because he wants nothing to do with anyone unless-

[maoam]

is that true sasuke and karin fucked in canon? i saw some people spread this because suigetsu implied something happened between them in the past. i don't know the right translation of his line but most of translations imply whether karin did something to sasuke in the past or they did something together.  

these people say sasuke defends karin even though karin was the who punched suigetsu because they didn't want suigetsu to reveal some secret. when karin tries to get closer to sasuke he tells her to move back a little or looks nervous (because of her angry voice?) suigetsu also said that he and juugo would get in their way and that he likes to break them apart. it is also mentioned in some databook that suigetsu likes to interfere with the love of sasuke and karin, and that  what happened between sasuke and karin is a top secret. 

those people also discussed bites all over karin's body, assuming that they were left by sasuke and that she let him diging his teeth into her body (it is  also mentioned in databook). it is also mentioned by obito that karin is sasuke's favorite (lovers used to be considered favorites). in the scene where karin goes to sasuke when he was injured, she said a line that could mean sasuke wouldn't reject her.

naruto and suigetsu believed that sasuke could have slept with karin and suigetsu also said he didn't know sasuke can be such a bastard( those people use "pimp" but it's probably a mistranslation since the most common meaning of the used word in his line was "bastard" or "pile of trash". this word  also can mean "chad", but it's an uncommon meaning).  to sarada's questions about who her mother is, sasuke answered "it's none of your business". it could indicate that sasuke slept with both karin and sakura and simply did not know whose daughter sarada was.  

in their opinion, sk is the only ship where there is something erotic, other ships don't have this and for manga such hints are rare to mean this very thing. for some reason some people think that sasuke could rape karin and sakura, that's why they look so sad in gaiden lol. 

could kishimoto really leave these sexual hints and continue them in gaiden as an unrealized desire to bring karin and sasuke together? why did he never comment on that suigetsu's line? why did suigetsu even get the impression that karin and sasuke could be together? i mean there must be some sence to make him think like that and i beleive kishi wouldn't throw such stuff unintentionally. 

anyway, is sasuke really that kind of character who would have a sexual relationship with someone he doesn't love, who would use someone for sexual favors and then throw them away like an unnecessary tool (which is exactly what sasuke did to karin in the end)? and i know databooks aren't canon, but what is the scence to tease fans with such hints?

"The truth is, I know… A long time ago, you (did something) to/regarding Sasuke."

The line doesn't imply they did something together, but that Karin did something regarding Sasuke.

What an amazing jump through mental hoop to come to the conclusion that it means they had sex. Yes I'm sure they had sex at age 13. That's definitely what was Sasuke's priority when he came to Oro's place. But we have to remember the person who wrote the "meta" of Sasuke and Karin having sex also said Itachi was fucking multiple women at same age and also was being passed around by the council (the wording they used).

It was pretty easy to tell from their whole convo that Suigetsu was trying to piss Karin off. 'That's why you're always stuttering' etc. Sasuke isn't even phased, just a bit annoyed. Them quarreling is distracting from the mission.

This was just a bit before that moment of Karin slapping Suigetsu. As you can see Sasuke is a bit confused by Karin's behaviour. He also doesn't want to let her come too close. It should be OBVIOUS these two aren't in a sexual relationship, or relationship of any kind at this point. Come on now.

Databooks... aren't canon, once again. They are written by random people.

Suigetsu talks a lot of shit, he's a troll, yet it's treated as gospel. He finds Karin annoying so he wants to mess with her attempts to get together with Sasuke. Guess what, Oro constantly brings up how Sasuke is affected by Naruto. And Oro is a character who is very intelligent and perceptive. He never says/thinks Sasuke is affected by Karin. It's almost like Kishi wanted to point out how important Naruto is to Sasuke and how deep Sasuke's feelings lie, while he used Karin for comic relief most of the time.

Sasuke, who didn't even kill the men Orochimaru brought to him because of his good heart, sacrificed Karin, a teammate, for his revenge. That was his low point. It's really not hard to understand.

Oh my god... Obito's comment is about Karin's abilities, I have talked about this already. [link]

Suigetsu sure, because again he's a troll character. Naruto never implied Sasuke slept with Karin, he was just frustrated on what a mess the whole thing was. Which is why he said 'teme'. The whole goddamn Gaiden is making fun of both SS and SK and some people still don't see it...

"It could indicate that sasuke slept with both karin and sakura and simply did not know whose daughter sarada was."

I'm amazed some people understand Sasuke's character so little that they genuinely think he would do something like that. XD

"in their opinion, sk is the only ship where there is something erotic" wrong [link]

"could kishimoto really leave these sexual hints and continue them in gaiden as an unrealized desire to bring karin and sasuke together?"

No. Imagine thinking that after how Kishi made Sasuke stabbing Karin into comic relief soon after lol. He doesn't care about Karin enough to have any desire to bring her anywhere, especially not with Sasuke.

"for some reason some people think that sasuke could rape karin and sakura, that's why they look so sad in gaiden lol"

Again amazingly terrible mischaracterization especially when Sasuke has always rejected both Sakura and Karin and they have been the aggressors towards him.

"is sasuke really that kind of character who would have a sexual relationship with someone he doesn't love, who would use someone for sexual favors and then throw them away like an unnecessary tool"

No.

"is that true sasuke and karin fucked in canon?"

No. SK and Sasuke stans who are homophobic are just desperate to prove Sasuke wants to fuck women.

The scene of Karin hitting on Sasuke and Sasuke being confused and also telling her to back off, and these ones here, just show Sasuke does not see Karin that way. It's only Naruto he is comfortable with touching him, and the one he goes out of his way to touch even when there's no need to (like to save someone from falling).

The people giving these arguments are just delusional like SS, it can't be helped.

[whitesnakewine]

since its the year of snake 🐍 here's a hc post dedicated to snake's summon that Kabuto and Oro would use to deliver messages 💌

I've always wanted a pet snake but don't think l can commit to that +20 years lifetime of pet snake yet 〒▽〒

Kabuto's snakes summon:

Garter snake:

Small and timid, curls snugly in the palm of his hand, they prefer to flee and squirm a lot if caught and are very shy unless properly trained to being handle.

Can eat a variety of foods from fishes, worms to mice. They also look a lot like common snake so it's easy for Kabuto to use these guys during his spy works.

They don't bite much but do leave musk/scent, it's not a problem to a guy who used to erase his own scent.

Corn snake: (pic: Blue morph, charcoal morph)

These ones were mostly Oro's old summons.

They're non-venomous and actually help people controls pests that damages crops, but they're often killed on sight because people mistaken them for dangerous snakes.

They're friendly and come in many different colors. These guys have adorable round pupils, maybe it'll ease Kabuto's nerves a bit.

Orochimaru's snakes summon:

Mexican black kingsnake:

This snake is literally oro if he got turned into a snake.

Strikingly beautiful iridescent black scales, they prefer rocky areas and grow around 3-4ft. They're intelligent and calm.

These snakes have big appetize, will eat birds and frogs as well as their own species. They're pretty tame if handle with care but will still bite you :)

[cryingpariah]

During the year that Oden was sailing with the Roger Pirates, he made osechis for the crew. Stacked boxes of bitter oranges, pounded burdock root, herring roe, tazukuri, sweet mashed chesnuts, shrimp and prawns, kombu kelp rolls, broiled fish cakes, shiitake mushrooms, and all sorts of other treats (plus oden, always oden).

They were supposed to bring health and prosperity for the coming year, though it didn't exactly do Oden or Roger much good in the long run.

Still, Buggy remembers them fondly and given just how much has happened this year and his goals for the future, he asks Mihawk's help to make some for New Year's.

Extra mushrooms for Crocodile and some wine paired with Mihawk's. The hot dogs cut into little octopuses for Buggy's. They didn't really expect the kids to eat much of it, but Gabe and Gryphon did spend a lot of time playing with the shrimp and Nemo made one of those funny puckered faces of nope after eating a sour orange.

“They were supposed to bring health and prosperity for the coming year, though it didn't exactly do Oden or Roger much good in the long run.” - Hey Cas what if I cried right now?!?!

That’s honestly such an Oden thing to do and I’d imagine those gestures of goodwill made quite the impact on little Buggy (no matter how much he denied it). Mihawk is surprisingly not surprised at the request.

“ A little health and wellness goes a long way in our line of work!”

“Naturally. Still, the holidays have made me realize what a man of faith you are. The Fates have truly chose a court jester as their champion.”

“I- is that a yes or..?”

“It’s a yes.”

The scouring for the proper wasn’t particularly hard and Buggy had a shockingly clear recollection of Oden's impromptu cooking lessons and assisted the only way he knew how! Sitting his clown ass on a barstool (he was banished from the counter) and yapping Mihawk's ears off while he did all the actual cooking. Crocodile and the boys quickly found themselves in the kitchen as well, crowding around the pot with fascinated looks.

And yes, not all of them at the food. And yes, it didn’t taste the exact same but with one bite Buggy felt transported back to the Oro Jackson. If he focused, he could feel Shanks's arm around him and his own wrapped right back. He could smell the mildly gross smell of those salty sea-dogs he called his family. He could hear Oden's special song-wait. He actually could hear that last one..

“Daddy look! Nemo's singing!”

There floated little Nemo, torso detached and arms raised in a very familiar way.

“Aaaaah! Dawwo Gammo!”

Buggy could hear the beat in his head with startling clarity. In a daze he mirrored his son's actions.

“Chikuwa Ni Tamago..”

They continue, much to amusement and confusion of the others. Nemo waved his chubby detached arms undeterred, his little filled with uncharacteristic determination.

“Oh. Oh. Mo Yo Ti To Te Sewo!”

Buggy had fully stood at this point, putting every he had into a dance he didn’t even know he memorized. His chest heaved as he said the final words.

“Oden wouldn’t be Oden if it wasn’t boiled!”