#the flask and the mug weren't drawn.

[bustedshit]

This is for a TikTok I've been prolonging for ages

[jainiss]

hello!

bringing an oneshot with zoro, from one piece, and y/n, where you two are in a drinking contest.

Hope you guys like it ~~

Ps: forgive me if there are english mistakes. English is not my native language.

Ps2: all fictional.

In the bustling tavern of Loguetown, the air was filled with laughter, cheers, and the clinking of tankards as pirates and locals alike gathered for a raucous drinking contest. Zoro, the Straw Hat Pirates' swordsman, sat at a long wooden table, a pile of empty mugs already stacked beside him. He was ready for a challenge, and today, that challenge came in the form of an enigmatic fellow named Y/n.

You, known for your own legendary drinking prowess, took a seat opposite Zoro, a mischievous glint in your eyes. The contest was simple: who could down the most mugs of grog without passing out. But it was never just about the quantity; it was about endurance, constitution, and a dash of sheer determination.

The contest had drawn quite the crowd, with other participants eager to test their limits against the renowned pirate swordsman and the mysterious newcomer, (you). Among the contenders were a burly pirate with a booming laugh, a nimble rogue with a hidden flask strapped to their thigh, and even a marine officer who was clearly on shore leave.

As the referee called for the drinking to begin, the participants wasted no time. Tankard after tankard was emptied, the fiery liquid coursing through their veins, fueling their competitive spirits. The hours passed, and the atmosphere grew rowdier, the participants' faces flushed with alcohol-induced bravado.

Zoro and you matched each other mug for mug, your eyes locked in a silent battle of wills. Zoro's green hair swayed as he lifted another tankard to his lips, while your expression remained stoic as you kept up with him sip for sip. The crowd roared with each toast and empty mug slammed onto the table.

As the night wore on, the other participants began to fall by the wayside, succumbing to the intoxicating effects of the grog. The burly pirate's laughter turned into hiccups, the nimble rogue swayed dangerously on their stool, and the marine officer slumped over the table, fast asleep.

It was down to Zoro and you, both determined to outlast the other. With each passing minute, the tankards became heavier, the grog harder to swallow. But neither of you showed any signs of giving in. You were locked in an epic battle of stubbornness and stamina.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Zoro's eyelids drooped, and he collapsed onto the table, unconscious. You, with a victorious smirk, raised your final tankard high and drained it in one gulp, the crowd erupting in cheers.

You had emerged as the victor of the Battle of the Drunken Swords, earning the respect and admiration of the onlookers. They looked down at the defeated Zoro with a playful grin and a hint of mischief in their eyes. Perhaps, in the world of drinking contests, there was a new contender to be reckoned with.

As the night continued, tales of this legendary contest spread far and wide, and the rivalry between Zoro and you became the stuff of pirate legends, ensuring that your paths would cross again in the future, in both friendly contests and epic battles on the high seas.

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In the days that followed the epic Battle of the Drunken Swords, Zoro couldn't help but admire your incredible resilience and strength. He had always been one to respect those who could hold their own, especially in a contest as grueling as the drinking competition you'd faced.

One sunny morning aboard the Thousand Sunny, Zoro found himself leaning against the ship's railing, deep in thought. You, with your mysterious aura, had captured his curiosity. He knew you weren't just an ordinary drinker; there was something more to you, something that piqued his interest beyond the contest.

As Zoro stared out at the endless expanse of the Grand Line, he sensed a presence approaching. It was you, your footsteps soft but purposeful. You leaned against the railing beside him, and for a moment, you shared a comfortable silence.

"You know, you're not half bad," Zoro finally spoke, a rare compliment coming from him.

You turned to him with a half-smile. "The same goes for you, Zoro. I've heard tales of your swordsmanship. Impressive."

Zoro nodded in acknowledgment. "You're a bit of an enigma, though. What's your story, Y/n? Why did you end up in that Loguetown tavern that day?"

Your gaze turned distant for a moment before you met Zoro's eyes. "I've been wandering these seas for a while, seeking something I can't quite put into words. Adventure, I suppose."

Zoro could relate to that sentiment. Adventure was what had drawn him to become a pirate and join the Straw Hat crew. "Well, you've certainly found it with us," he remarked.

As the days turned into weeks, Zoro and your interactions became more frequent. Zoro, known for his reticence, found himself sharing stories of his past and aspirations with you during your late-night watch shifts. You, in turn, opened up about your own adventures, the places you'd been, and the challenges you'd faced.

Your camaraderie grew, fueled by mutual respect and shared experiences. Zoro admired your unwavering determination and the way you approached life with a sense of purpose, much like himself.

One evening, Zoro offered you a drink from his personal stash of sake. It was a symbolic gesture, a sign that he considered you a friend and an equal, a rare honor in his eyes.

Your bond deepened as you navigated perilous waters, battled fierce foes, and laughed together in the face of danger. Zoro found himself not only drawn to your strength but also to your unwavering spirit and the mystery that surrounded you.

As the Thousand Sunny sailed onward, Zoro and Y/n connection continued to grow, forging a friendship that would endure the trials of the Grand Line and the adventures that awaited you on the horizon.

Byebye~

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