#shakky one piece

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Hi everyone! I am alive here on tumblr once more and I bring a very lovely collaboration with @badly-drawn-doflamingo !!

It was an Honor and pleasure to work with you :))

Personally I’d say the Kinemon one is my favorite because Brook just looks so cute there (actually all of them are devastatingly CUTE) but the Pedro one is so funny 🤣

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I don't know there's a lot of alcoholics in One Piece as to be expected pirates and all.

But something about Shanks and Rayleigh's drinking feels a little more like drinking to forget than your more run of the mill pirate alcoholism. It just feels like Something that the people that love them maybe worry about a little too much for it to be fun.

[cloudzoro]

Shakky is the hottest character in one piece btw

[avianssphere]

a mish mash of sillies as i drew as i finished up wano

[yahnnto]

shakky

[nocturnalrorobin]

STOLEN

(Mihawk x reader x Shanks)

cw: homelessness, mentions of stalking

Summary: Lilly works at Shanks' bar and finds herself in a hopeless situation thanks to her father. When she accepts his help to live with him, she soon learns things are not as normal in Grand Line City as they seemed.

AN: Shanks has both arms at the beginning of the story. While I named Lilly I will not describe any of her looks.

This chapter has no smut in it, but this story, will be very smut heavy so what I'm saying is. Minors DNI!

Chapter 1: Somebody is watching

“Lilly, Shanks wants to see you in his office, I can take over the bar.” The tall ravenette informed her. “Are you ok? You seem… off?” Shakky eyed her worriedly. 

“I just have a cold. I think, no worries, well I'm heading to his office then. Thanks Shakky. She didn’t know why, but everytime she was supposed to talk alone to Shanks her heart skipped a beat and she was sure he knew he had that effect on her. 

She took a deep breath as she walked back to his office, of course his door was open he never once closed it. He was talking to Rayleigh when he saw Lilly standing awkwardly in the door frame. “Lilly come in and have a seat.” He waved her in with a warm smile and Rayleigh excused himself, nodding at her on the way out. She took a seat in the chair opposite of him and looked at him with big scaredy cat eyes. “Aww don’t look at me like that, you are not in trouble. I’m worried about you though, the old man said you didn’t look well out there and if that’s true if you aren’t feeling well, maybe you should go home and take it easy for a day or two?” He sat down on his desk in front of you now peering down at her. 

“Oh is it really that obvious? I tried my best to hide it.” She nervously played with her working attire as she suddenly felt a big cold hand on her forehead. This felt so nice so she leaned into it, without thinking about it. 

“Lilly, you have a fever. Go home and get some rest. I don’t want you to collapse. I can even give you a ride if you would prefer.” His tone was serious and so was his look. 

She looked down at her knees, hesitating to answer. “If you think it’s best I won’t argue with you Boss, but I will pass on that ride.” She finally answered with a sad forced smile and got up to leave. Shanks watched her leave with a concerned look and let out a deep sigh while running his fingers through his hair. 

As Lilly walked through the dead of night she felt as if she was being watched,  not the first time,  ever since coming to Grand Line City she felt as if there are constantly eyes on her, talking to her father about it didn't help so she started with Kendo. This time was different though but she couldn’t walk any longer and sat down on a bench at a sidewalk and hoped her fever was messing with her head. 

“Not gonna follow her?” Rayleigh walked back into his office and eyed Shanks curiously. 

“Whatever do you mean old man?” Shanks looked at him with a smug expression. 

“We both know you like her. You got all your bad habits from me brat, when I helped raise you. And I know you wanna go after her. Go ahead tell me, if I’m wrong.” The old man looked at Shanks while enjoying a drink. 

“I can’t really argue with you old man. Will you and Shakky close up the bar?” Shanks didn’t really wait for a response as he knew they would do it. He quickly left the bar through the backdoor and made his way to his car. It was another freezing night outside so he had to take care of his car windows first. He was so frustrated when he finally could start the car. “Alright Lilly what are you hiding?” Shanks mumbled to himself as he drove the route you would walk everyday. He didn’t have to drive very far when he saw her sitting on a bench at a sidewalk. He stopped the car and pulled down the window. “Get in Lilly. “  He was clearly agitated, and he didn't like feeling this way about her.  Lilly’s eyes widened when she saw Shanks and heard how upset he was. She slowly got up and got into his car and tense silence surrounded them as she shut the door. “Why are you sitting here out in the cold in freezing temperatures? Why aren't you going home?” He turned to her to look her straight in the eyes with a concerned look. 

“Because this is my home.” Lilly’s lips quivered. “I got kicked out by my father two days ago, because he didn't approve of me working in the bar or my love for Kendo.” Tears now freely running down her face, Shanks of all people wasn't supposed to know this. “Please don't fire me Shanks. The job is all I have.” She begged. 

“Silly girl! Why didn't you come to me? Instead of dealing with this by yourself? Put on your seat belt, you are coming with me. So tell me what's there to disapprove of Kendo? I get the bar, even though I should be offended,  but seeing as it was first run by Rayleigh and then me, he might have heard things.” Shanks tried to make her feel more at ease with smalltalk.  

Lilly tried to laugh, but was too weak and too sick. “You know it's not so much about the sport. He honestly doesn't care about that, but he found out I'm in love with my sensei and just the fact that he is considerably older enraged him.” She looked at him and just saw him shaking his head with an eye roll. “You don't need to say it, I know it's stupid. Fun fact he hates the bar for the very same reason.” Lilly just slurred the end of the sentence as she drifted off to sleep. She completely missed how Shanks’ eyes widened as she said that. 

“Just ten more minutes. Hang in there baby girl.” Shanks saw her looking really unwell and was getting frantic. Under normal circumstances the drive to the mansion could take up to an hour as it was outside of town, but that late at night no one is on the streets. As he drove past Sabaody Park that was at the end of mainstreet he increased the speed to its fullest, as he wanted to get home as quickly as possible. All that was left to do was getting through this little alley that had thick forest on both sides of the way and the huge iron gate that opened automatically.  He finally reached the big black mansion and let out a sigh while looking you over.  “Do you have any idea what you are doing to me? You truly bring out the worst in me.” He growled possessively while caressing her cheek. He sighed one more time before getting out of the car and going over to the passenger side to pick her up bridal style. “Let's get you inside so you can rest.” Shanks somehow managed to open the big door without putting Lilly down. 

After Shanks gently laid Lilly down in the guest room right next to his room, he tucked her in and gently kissed her forehead. Oh how he wanted to wash off her sweat caused by the fever, but his sanity that was hanging on by a very thin thread, wanted to make sure that what she said before passing out wasn’t just a misunderstanding. He silently left the room and made his way down the long dark hall to the library where music could be heard.

“Dracule we need to talk, it’s urgent.” Shanks sat down next to him on the couch. And poured himself a cup of sake. 

“This might not be a public library, but I still prefer it to be silent Shanks! What do you want?” The ravenette closed the book in annoyance. “Does this have anything to do with your latest obsession?” He swirled red liquid in his glass as his golden orbs seemed to pierce Shanks’ soul. 

“Yes it is. She needs your help. She got kicked out by her family, because she is in love with the guy that teaches her kendo. That’s so absurd I can't wrap my head around it. And maybe me as well?!” He revealed with a confused expression.

“That is indeed absurd. What dojo does she go to? I know you know that.”  Mihawk stared at Shanks.

Shanks didn’t want to say it, but he had to. “Yours.” Shanks paused for a second and took a deep breath to explain further. “She has a really bad fever, and her body is all sweaty. You used to be a doctor once, could you take a look?”  

“It’s been a long time, but bring me to her, I’ll see what I can do.” He quickly stated mostly because his curiosity was piqued as in his dojo he was the only one giving lessons so he wanted to know who it was and hoped it was Lilly. She was so promising, but lately she stopped coming, even though she clearly enjoyed it. They both walked back to your room without saying another word to each other, after Mihawk got his bag filled with utensils he needed to take a look at her. As Mihawk entered the room and saw you laying on the bed he felt himself smiling which he hasn’t done since you stopped coming. “Shanks tried to enter as well, but Mihawk was quick to stop him. “I don’t think so. This is gonna be private. Don’t you dare enter this room without her permission Shanks. This is my only warning!” Mihawk, who usually doesn’t care about Shanks’ obsessions, did care this time. 

“I would never do that to her Dracule!” Shanks exclaimed before leaving. 

After Mihawk closed the door he sat down on the bed and shook her softly to wake her. As she opened her eyes sleepily and saw Mihawk sitting on the bed she almost let out a scream, but then rubbed her eyes instead to see if she was seeing correctly. 

“Where am I and why are you here?” Lilly eventually asked, confused, while her eyes nervously avoided eye contact. 

“You are at Shanks’ and my place. Shanks is outside and worried sick. He asked me to check up on you as I used to be a doctor and if you don’t mind I really wanna wipe off all that sweat.” He smiled at her wiping hair out of her face. 

“Shanks didn’t say he was living with you. Um, you can do your check up.” She answered bashfully. 

“Well I’m sure he had his reasons. You didn’t tell me you knew Shanks either.” He winked at her and poked her nose. “Ok darling, lift your head a little. Any pain here?” He gently felt under her lower jaw area. Lilly just shook her head. He wanted to complain, but since she was sick he let it slide. “Ok show me your tongue and say A.” He pushed a tongue depressor on her tongue as he shone a flashlight down her throat. “Your throat looks good. Do you have any problems breathing? Do you mind taking off that shirt so I can listen to your heartbeat?” Mihawk held the hem of her shirt in his hands and tugged at it, before leaning down to take his Stethoscope. Lilly hesitated for a second but did it, after all this is not how she imagined the first intimate moment with him to go. “Ok darling, breathe in.” He stopped for a second and lifted her chin up to force eye contact.”Are you ok? Your heart is racing.” Mihawk pointed out although it was more to tease her. 

“I-I’m fine. It’s just I did not expect this.” She said honestly.

“Shanks told me about your situation and everything surrounding it.” He still held her chin, even though she so desperately wanted to look away. 

“E-Everything?!” Tears started to pick at the corner of her eye.

“Yes darling everything and you and I will talk once you are feeling better. I’m gonna get you pajamas so you don’t have to sleep in dirty clothes and then I will just wash you. Ok?” Mihawk quickly left the room to give Lilly some privacy. 

He quickly returned with one of his satin pajamas and went to the guest bathroom to bring a damp washing cloth. He gently washed over all of her body except the private parts and chest area, he turned away so Lilly could do them herself. He helped her in his pajamas and softly kissed her forehead. “Don’t worry you're gonna be alright. It’s the stress that’s eating you alive. Next time you have a problem, come and talk to me darling. I’ll come check on you tomorrow. I would say good night but Shanks insists on drinking tea with you first, but please kick him out after. Understood?” Mihawk eyed you

“Yes sir.” You said which you felt was fitting.

“Hmmm good girl!” Mihawk hummed and left.  

Shortly after Mihawk had left Shanks entered with a cup of lemon tea for her and sake for himself. “This isn't tea Shanks. I was told you wanted to drink tea with me.” Lilly scolded him, while blowing on her tea. 

“I could share your cup, then we both drink tea together.” Shanks argued with a wink and a smirk. “Is that a smile on your face?” He asked after she involuntarily smiled next to him. 

“Yes. You have that effect on me Shanks, I can't help it.” Her reply was quickly followed by a yawn. “Would you mind staying until I fell asleep?” She asked him, looking at him with big puppy eyes. 

“There really is no need for puppy eyes, not from you anyway.” He sighed. “Do you want cuddles?” He smiled down at her and she nodded, wondering what he meant by that. Shanks crawled into the bed and gently pushed her head onto his chest. She draped her arm over his stomach as he slowly ran his hand up and down on her back in a soothing manner. There was a lot she wanted to tell him, but listening to his heartbeat and breathing slowly but surely worked like a lullaby for her and soon enough Shanks heard her quiet breathing. Unfortunately for him that meant he was stuck for the night, not that he particularly minded. 

As Lilly awoke the next day she noticed she felt a lot better and since she was alone in her room she assumed Shanks managed to leave at some point during the night. She got up and took a much needed shower, luckily the guest bathroom had everything she needed. She even found clothes on the old desk in her room which she assumed were Shanks’ clothes that he prepared for hereafter she put them on and giggled to herself how ridiculous she must look, she left the room to find the men. 

Her eyes widened when she saw the sheer size of the mansion. There were so many rooms and it was all dark, all the windows were covered in curtains. She found the stairs down to the left of her room, they were dark wooden stairs of course they creaked when stepping on them. “Darling you are up? Are you feeling better?” Mihawk appeared at the end of the stairs waiting for you, his expression turned into a deep frown when he saw your attire.

“I-I am feeling better.” She answered bashfully nervously rubbing the back of her neck. She let out a “eep” as he pulled close to feel her forehead with his hand. 

“Your fever seems to have broken, but I’m not sure if you really should be out of bed so soon darling. Are you hungry at all?” Mihawk eyed here.

“I-I’m not really hungry to be honest, but I probably should eat something and I really don’t wanna go back to bed. It's boring just laying there by myself.” She whined. 

“Don’t be a brat darling. Come with me.” Mihawk took Lilly by the hand and led her through a big hall, she couldn’t really focus on anything as she was perplexed by the fact that she was holding hands with Mihawk. At the end of the hall he opened two big doors leading to the Master bedroom, his room. “If you don’t want to be alone in bed all day that’s fine, but you need to be in bed.” He turned to her as he saw her nervousness. His hand cupped her cheek. “No more arguing, get in the bed. I’ll get something to eat.” He turned on his heels and left. 

As Mihawk returned he found her staring at the bookshelf in his room. “Why are you not in bed? Get into bed so you can eat your oatmeal and drink your green tea.” He said in a commanding tone and she quickly listened. He got into bed with her and sat across from her. “Why did you stop coming to kendo practice? Because of your father?” He got right to the point.

Lilly almost choked on her food when he asked so bluntly. “Well in part maybe? But I..” She paused for a second and took a deep breath. “.. I think I just couldn’t bear to be around you knowing nothing would happen. If that makes sense.” She sheepishly rubbed the back of her neck. 

“Hmmm. It honestly doesn’t. Have you ever considered that I might feel the same?” Mihawk asked pointedly. Lilly could feel the heat rush to her cheeks and ears. 

“D-Do you?” She barely managed to look up at him only to find his golden orbs looking fondly at her. 

“You are so innocent it’s adorable. Yes I do darling. I’m yours if you’ll have me.” Mihawk answered in an amused manner. She nodded shyly and Mihawk took a mental note to try and teach her to be more vocal. As soon as she was done eating and drinking, he took the tray and took it back to the kitchen and when he returned he closed the bedroom door. 

“Do you know where Shanks is? I haven’t seen him yet.” She asked nervously, not really sure what to do now. Mihawk slowly crawled up on the bed, his eyes piercing her soul. 

“Tell me darling, do you really wanna talk about the mutt right now?” Mihawk gently caressed her cheek while his lips hovered over hers.

“N-No.” Lilly squeaked, feeling her heartbeat in her ears. 

“Then what do you want darling?” He asked, barely being able to contain himself.

“I want you to kiss me.” She felt as if her heart would explode, she had never been kissed before. 

“Good girl.” Mihawk said before his lips finally found hers.

next chap >

[sharklng]

the mother plane has just hit the cuntagon!!!

[onepiecefashion]

Outfit for Shakky

La Lune

[quinloki]

Shakky - Words

Reader style - she/her AFAB Time slot - Business Hours Client Name - (⌐■_■) Anonymous! CW: None

You sigh, leaning against the chair and sinking into it. It was your break time and there was little more you wanted to do than to sit in complete silence for a few moments and not speak. You were a newly minted host, and while you didn’t consider yourself to be a social shut in, you weren’t a social butterfly either.

Taking a job that required being social for five to six hours a day at least, in order to pay off your debt, seemed less than ideal. Training had been good, but you’d had someone paired with you to work from. Now it was just you, on your own, and it was exhausting.

The familiar scent of cigarette smoke fills the air and you look up from your rumpled position on the chair to see Shakky, the primary owner of The Club, sitting nearby, quietly enjoying a smoke. She was the primary reason you were here, having intervened between yourself and Arlong, and had provided a way for your debt to be handled, while also giving you work.

There hadn’t been much choice for you in the matter, but working for Shakky was certainly a step up from being sold by Arlong, or worse. Shakky wasn’t adding 25% interest every month for one, and she paid you enough that you could cover your expenses and still pay her back at the same time. At this rate you wouldn’t be able to quit for five years, but there was light at the end of it all.

Shakky herself was an enigma to you. She seemed to do little more than smoke, drink, and smile at guests. Aside from her exchange with Arlong, which was relaxed and easy, you’d never really seen her talk. She wasn’t even the one that went through the hiring process with you, that had been Sir Crocodile. He, Shakky, and Rayleigh made up the club’s owners, though as far as you could tell, Shakky had the last word in just about everything.

She’s not looking at you right now, but you’re certain she’s aware of you.

“Does it get easier?” Your own question surprises you. You’d had no intention to bother her, even if she’d obviously made herself available for you at this time.

“Hosting?” She questions, taking a drag as you nod. “Certainly.” A warm silence settles between you, and after a few lazy drags of her cigarette she continues.

“You’ll learn how to read silence, how to turn a phrase to your advantage. You’ll learn how to feign without being fake, and one day you’ll realize you aren’t even thinking about it anymore.” She finishes, turning toward you and giving you an easy smile. “You’ll also wake up one day and realize an eight hour shift didn’t even drain you.” You nearly snort.

“It’s all just words. Hosting, escorting, there’s not much difference between the two. Not nearly as much as people assume. In the end, it’s all just words.” She explains, letting a thin stream of smoke into the air. “Here’s a trick I had to teach some of the boys, when you’re at a loss for what to say to someone, think of what you’d like someone to say to you. No one wants to gush about their favorite moment or activity only to get met with silence, confusion, or ‘oh’.”

She deadpans the last word, and you laugh, thinking how she almost sounded like Zoro for a moment.

Shakky smiles. “Some of the boys make it work, and that’s the other side of that advice.”

“Sometimes you just have to be yourself?” You prompt and Shakky smiles, taking another drag.

“Variety keeps the club alive, and clients will find who they need.” She assures you. “If we had scripts or guidelines, we’d homogenize, and then some clients wouldn’t find the fit they need. You’re marked as a new host still, so don’t stress. You’re not going to be Marco or Shanks within the first week, and even if you could on a technical level,” she takes a moment to finish off the cigarette. “I already have Marco and Shanks.

“What I don’t have is you.”

One Piece Host Club AU drabble event runs through December 2023

[pure-garbage]

Decided At Last! Down With The Gods, The Lockbreaker's Ambition!

In the safety of Shakky's rip-off bar, Lana laid on the couch, head in Zoro's lap while their crewmates conversed with the legendary Dark King. The same man who had mysteriously appeared to aide in their escape, it turned out he was also the man Hatchan had in mind to coat their ship. Lana would have been tempted to believe that the world was an incredibly small place if she hadn't seen so much of it firsthand.

"Zoro?"

"Hm?"

"I'm sorry about earlier."

"What d'you mean?"

He played with her hair while her fingers traced the enameled patterns of Kietetsu's scabbard.

"I wish... I shouldn't have kept asking about the grove number. It didn't matter that much and in the end, you got us exactly where we were most needed anyway. Next time, I promise I'll trust you. Is that okay?"

"Yeah. That's okay."

He pulled her hair playfully, making her wince.

"You've got something else on your mind too," he observed. "I can tell. Spit it out."

"It's complicated."

"It always is with you," Zoro teased. "So?"

"Well..."

Lana tried to put her feelings into words, but the vocabulary to fully encapsulate the nuance of her troubled pondering escaped her.

"I bet I already know," Zoro sighed. "You're thinking you hate this place?"

"Close. Give it a little more time and you might finally understand what goes on in here," she smirked, tapping her temple. "Actually..."

Her expression grew somber again. She pulled his hand from her hair and he let her toy with his fingers while she struggled to articulate her stormy emotions.

"I think... there's something I want to do now. Well, not right now. Someday."

"Oh? What's that?" he asked. Her fingertips travelled the familiar path they often did, winding along the grooves and lines of his palm. Absently, Zoro wondered if she had memorized the web of creases after spending so much time tracing them.

"I think I would wait until after Luffy finds the one piece," she mused, plans forming nebulously as she spoke. Vast, slow as the crawl of the continents, she realized her newfound ambition would take years to culminate, perhaps decades. The realization was daunting, but not enough to shake her resolve. "I'll need to get stronger before I could pull it off. A lot stronger. So strong I'll be as unstoppable as a force of nature, like an earthquake or a hurricane."

Zoro's brow creased, his mystification deepening as he waited patiently for her to elaborate. Gradually, her features gained animosity, twisting into a bloodthirsty expression that took Zoro's breath away with its vehemence. He found himself entranced by the flames that danced wrathfully deep within her dark purple eyes.

"The celestial dragons... they say they're gods living among us. I want to wipe this world clean of the stain of their false divinity," Lana declared fervently. "I want to purge their corrution and sweep Marie Geoise off the map. I want to erase their tyranny forever."

Her sudden eloquence left him speechless for a moment. His heart swelled, admiration for his lover's resolve nearly overcoming him. Zoro hated what he'd seen in Sabaody as much as she did, but Lana's brutality cut through the dense, manifold layers of evil and assigned judgement with all the conviction of a vengeful goddess. Her verdict was a solution to the madness that was unrealistic, impractical, far-fetched, impossible... but if anyone could do it, a straw hat would.

"Is that all?" Zoro grinned in approval, hooking his hands under her arms and pulling her up to deliver a ravishing kiss. Lana returned every ounce of his zeal, parting her knees to straddle him and tangling her hands in his clothes and hair. His grip on her bordered on bruising in turn.

The conversation broke behind them, all eyes drawn to the passionate display.

"My, my," Shaky purred, leaning on her elbows over the bar to get a better look. "Aren't those two just... entirely involved."

"Yeah, that's pretty much typical for them," Usopp sighed, too used to the behavior to even be embarrassed by his shipmates.

"They never stop going at it," Sanji grumbled, lighting a fresh cigarette.

"Ignore them," Nami put in with a roll of her eyes.

Luffy's was the only head that didn't turn, completely occupied with his raid of the fridge. Zoro and Lana wound down as the chatter behind them picked up again.

"You're not planning on doing that alone, I hope?" Zoro murmured.

"And keep all the fun for myself?" Lana smiled. "Tempting, but I'll let you get a few licks in if you ask nice enough."

"Mm, I can't wait. Luffy!"

"Yeah?" he replied past a mouthful of meat.

"Lana wants to break the world government, you game?"

"I dunno... talking to Rayleigh's got me really excited to head to the new world and start hunting for the one piece."

"I was going to do it after we find the one piece," Lana clarified, pushing Zoro down into the couch cushions as punishment for his big mouth.

"Oh, well in that case, sure! Sounds fun!" Luffy grinned.

"The captain has spoken," Lana informed Zoro. "After, eager beaver."

"Fine," he huffed. Instead of righting himself, he tugged Lana's hips, adjusting her posture until he could comfortably rest his head on her thighs in a reversal of their earlier position. He folded one knee up and clasped his hands behind his head while Lana took advantage of his open shirt, fingers dancing slowly over the defined contours of his bare chest.

"Break the world government, huh?" Shakky mused.

"It's already broken," Zoro told her. "Lana just wants to take out the trash cluttering up that so-called holy land."

"And will she also control the ensuing chaos after she dismantles this broken government?" Rayleigh asked skeptically.

"Don't tell me you'd be sad to see it happen," Zoro challenged.

"I won't shed a tear for a celestial dragon," Rayleigh assured him. "I'm just making sure you kids realize that a stunt like that, should you by some miracle manage to pull it off, would send the whole world into an age of lawless disorder."

"Would it really? Sounds like a line these self-proclaimed gods came up with to deter would-be revolutionaries," Zoro shot back.

Lana smiled at his logic. Zoro was capable of being smart when it served his own spiteful intentions. She was always charmed by his biased intelligence, usually tucked safely out of sight. The fact that his cleverness wasn't always on display only served to make him more dangerous.

"None of that matters to me," she said, settling the discussion. "These celestial dragons may have a lot to answer for, but they offended my captain. They hurt his friends, they threatened my crew."

She rested one elbow on Zoro's raised knee and the other on the spine of the couch, leaning back languidly.

"I won't forgive them for that," she declared. "Or for the crimes against humanity they're complicit in."

"Well, it's your fight," Rayleigh chuckled. "If your pride means so much to you that you’d resort to genocide to soothe it, go ahead. Chances are, the world won't miss the celestial dragons. I doubt few outside the marines and world nobles would so much as bat an eye."

"My fight," Lana agreed.

"Hey. Our fight," Zoro protested, poking her ribs.

"Fine, ours," she conceded.

Rayleigh watched them out of the corner of his eye. Of all things, he knew a dangerous dynamic when he saw one.

'This whole crew is formidable, but those two could burn the world to the ground if they decided they wanted to,' he noted silently.

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[amarussee]

Some art that I did! My art is getting better again. I didn’t draw for months because of college 😭

[chromatic-lamina]

corkscrew (AO3 Link)

Shakky had no trouble with corkscrews and bottles of wine, seasoned hand that she was. Marco was another matter. Grief did that to you.

When it looked as if he might smash the neck of the cabernet on the edge of the table in the Rip-Off Bar, Izou took it from him, inserted the corkscrew and extracted the cork with a pop. Poured a glass of red for the both of them to join the two cups of sake, one to the side of either man.

They raised their glasses to one another, then to the chairs beside them. To Shakky and Rayleigh at the bar, and—

Buggy had got word to them of a strange young man with a weird way of speaking and a bright yellow submarine.

Beck, had told them of its escape from Kizaru, thanks to some gentle negotiation.

Shanks and Buggy had let them know that Roger's hat made it to the submarine, a bear keeping watch at its entrance had caught it.

Even submarines needed a light coating to go under the Red Line. Not as much as a sloop or caravel, but it needed some.

Izou, not Marco, not quite aware of his surroundings just yet, Izou raised his glass to the young doctor in a quiet corner of the bar, sitting with a few members of his crew, Mink included. Ace's brother wouldn't have survived without him.

@ninhaoma-ya , thank you for the prompt! The idea is Law & interaction with another character. Character, one object and location is provided. Original post here.

[loudestcloud]

Happy birthday to Shakky!

[midydoof]

I think about the shuggy wedding gatcha card at least once a week

[novemberhope]

@ anon with the Cordy suggestions, I guess I changed my mind last night? I couldn't sleep and randomly ended up watch Sabaody episodes and I mean Cordelia works as a waitress in Sabaody, so why not making her work at Shakky's bar? So Shakky could be the one that takes her in and raises her. This would also include Rayleigh. Just imagine if Dark King Rayleigh trained her - that would make her able to join any pirate crew if she wanted to. And I think Cordelia and Shakky would have a great dynamic.

At the very least Cordelia would be present in Sabaody before and after the timeskip and other times when Shakky and/or Rayleigh show up in the story. She would know Boa Hancock and the Kuja Tribe since Shakky is a former Kuja Empress and former captain of the Kuja Pirates.

Still not sure which pirate crew she will join (technically she could join the Kuja Pirates, at least at the beginning?) but at some point after the timeskip, she will find out who her father is. Perhaps she will be associated with Cross Guild in the end.

Whether Smoker will be part of Cordelia's story remains to be seen. He will be in OPLA S2 for sure, so let's wait if that inspires me.^^

I'm happy to take suggestions though ♥

Mmmmh I was kinda stuck on the idea of Cordelia being (sort of) Smoker's sister (see: this post) and didn't know if this really is the solution but now that I've seen his live action casting choice I'm starting to get into the idea again. I still have no idea how to write Smoker tbh (haven't given it a try so far) but I think once OPLA season 2 airs, that might help a lot. So for now I'm sticking with that idea.

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