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fleet-admiral-hiba · 3 years ago

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Olay well-

Can- Can I ask 2 prompt for Sanji, 5 for Ace and 23 for Luffy? If its okay of course.

I apologise if two of this will be shorter than usual. This prompts have sold out, and so are my ideas

Prompts:

"don't worry sweetheart, i'll never leave your side"

"i'd do absolutely anything for you"

"don't even think about anyone else beside me"

"BLACK LEG" SANJI

If there was a time where you hoped to get rid of him, that would have been when you were stuck in Totto Land. You dearly hoped to be saved from this crazy bunch of people, but alas, every hope of yours had been shattered.

He had to do one job, one job only. Why did they stop the marriage? You would have been safe then, free to do as you pleased. Free to live your life without a fucking weirdo being at your beck and call.

You hated him, so so much. But of course, when the Strawhats never have pulled off a feat like this? It wouldn't be the first time.

You were hiding in one of the rooms of the Chateau, waiting for them to go away. You even met some of the Charlotte, and you liked those people. But it would be shortlived.

After not even five minutes, you heard the familiar shouting of Luffy, and with him those of Sanji. They were close, and they probably knew were you were. You bolted away, running without looking back.

You nearly reached your safe haven, when a hand blocked you. You crushed into a familiar chest. No, it couldn't be. Without sparing a glance to neither of the two, you simply knew. You couldn't escape them. Nor now nor tomorrow.

You gave up, it had been a long time coming. It was tiring, and you never managed even a single minute without one of them coming to look for you. It was a waste of time and energy.

"My dear, I was so worried. I thought you had been taken by these monsters. But don't worry. I'm here." you just scoffed, hearing those words. Look who was saying what.

After returning back to the Sunny, he made sure to check you for injuries, and who knows, maybe it was your defeated expression, your slunched posture, it broke his heart. " Oh I'm sorry it took me so long, I'm sorry. Don't worry sweetheart, i'll never leave your side. Ever I promise. It hurt you to much when I did, and I'm feeling bad for that".

You simply nodded, you couldn't care less, you already gave up every hope you had. Maybe something will strike you soon, to put you out of your misery. But you doubted that any of the sort would happen. They are incredibly lucky, after all.

PORTOGAS D. ACE

He said time and time again, that he would lay his life in a moment, if you wished so. At first, you didn't thought much about it, the rambling of a mad man where not to be taken seriously. But this attitude went on and on, and on.

You were so fucking tired, after Marineford, the death of Whitebeard, the disbandment of the crew. You didn't have a time to breathe. Everything came and went so fast.

You saw how Ace slowly became even more and more obsessed with you, trying to fill a void in his heart for the loss of his father.

It was a night like the others, when you thought back on what he said, that day he found you. Slowly, a smile crept on your face, a sick idea making you purr with glee. If you couldn't get rid of him, then he would do so himself.

"Ace dear, do you remember what you said to me all those years ago?". Of course, how couldn't he? He meant every word of it, and you played your cards well. It was finally time. " of course y/n, I remember them. I'd do absolutely anything for you. And I still mean it ".

You went up and brought back two glasses of ale. One laced with a heavy poison. Perks of being a pirate you see? Giving him the spiked one, you asked for a toast, to all the good times.

How foolish of him. He drank it without thinking. And soon, his face went blue, his hands clawed his throat. He couldn't breathe, he was going to die. He looked at you with his pleading eyes, but you were laughing. Finally, finally you were free.

"Well then dear. You did wonderful. Oh don't bother, it's not gonna save you. Your time is up, Portogas. Time to say goodbye".

You laughed. You were finally free

MONKEY D. LUFFY

His character scared you. It was similar to that of a Puppy, a dangerous and possessive puppy. One minute he's smiling, the other he's launching himself to me cause someone looked at me for a second to much.

It is suffocating, I can't even think, he is in my dreams, he is everywhere. I don't know how he does it. I don't know, but he can always feel when I'm thinking about anything else. It doesn't even have to be a person, he just knows.

I'm tired, too much pressure on my mind. I feel like breaking, I just can't go on like this anymore. You know, I would have liked to fall into the clutches of Stockholm Syndrome, at least I would have been happy,but not even that worked.

He's doing it again, what did I do this time? What did I do? Please stop, don't come near me, don't please.

"Y/n, what are you thinking about? You seemed a bit spacey there." his tone immediately changed, it went lower, it became deeper. I'm scared, that's what. I'm afraid of what he'll do to me if I answer wrong.

"I'm just tired, Luffy, that's all. I haven't been sleeping well this past few days.". And it was the truth, this paranoia has to stop, it can't go on, I will die before if I can't break this cycle.

"mhhh, you are not thinking about escaping or anything like that, are you?". How could I escape him, even if I tried? He is attached to my hip, day and night. I can't even fathom a way to even begin to start with.

"No, Luffy, I'm not. I'm just... Exhausted, like mentally, I think I need some sleep.". It seemed the correct answer, cause the next thing I knew, I was carried to Chopper. Dear Chopper, one of the few that's still sane on this ship.

He saw my condition, and he knew what was happening. After checking in with him, I finally went to sleep. But I couldn't sleep, not with his face in my mind. And then, his voice boomed from somewhere around the room.

I startled so hard I probably bruised my wrist. "Y/n, I know what your are doing. Don't even think about anyone beside me, got it? It won't be pretty if you do.".

I just nodded, who could I think for? I didn't have any friends, my family was probably dead, and those few who knew me, probably forgot me already. He and his crew was all I could think for.

"I'm not Luffy, I promise. I'm thinking only about you and the crew. It's just that.... These few days have been hard on my mental health. Past memories.... But don't worry. I'm gonna be okay". Well that seemed to work, cause the stark facade changed to one of compassion.

Leaving a kiss on my forehead, he left me to sleep. For the first time, maybe I was starting to adjust. Maybe, I needed only to keep this burden of my shoulders.

Could it finally be the Stockholm syndrome? That would be a blessing at this moment.

#one piece #one piece fanfiction #one piece headcanons #one piece imagine #one piece masterlist #one piece scenario #Yandere sanji #Yandere ace #Yandere luffy

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tinycurlyfry · 2 years ago

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“You people have already left on a journey which lies beyond that point.”

“We’re already on a journey beyond the end?”

Such an amazing line that really does shift the entire perspective of the story. It completely changes the goal as we’ve known it to be. My god I love this story. We were always made to believe that everything comes together to one point, which is Raftel.

But now, we’re told the converging paths of the Grand Line serve a separate purpose from reaching Raftel, where the One Piece supposedly is. “You’re supposed to find out about something for the first time at the end of the route. Find out the truth about the Poneglyphs and the ancient script.”

But the thing is, which I think is what Dogstorm is pointing out to the Straw Hats- They already have the awareness and knowledge of this sinister past. Most do not. The World Government makes sure no one ever gets close to the Poneglyphs and investigating the Void Century. I think it’s one thing to know the World Government is fucked up and repeatedly commits atrocities against people across the world, but another to know that they have this massive secret that would lead to such an earth-shattering realization that they’ve gone through such lengths to cover it up and have forced it to be lost to history. A secret that is more than just massacring an entire people because they do this to PROTECT THIS SECRET.

But the Straw Hats already know this. They have Robin. They are already collecting information on the poneglyphs. Most people on the Grandline are one the Grandline pretty much solely for power or ultimately the One Piece. But we already know that that’s not really what Luffy truly wants. He wants the One Piece because he thinks that would prove he is King of the Pirates. But what he WANTS is ultimate freedom and the journey and experiences that going after the One Piece will bring him. It is just as much about punching a bunch of tyrannical monsters into the fucking dirt and bringing freedom to other people as it is about finding Roger’s treasure. I would argue it is MORE about this than the treasure itself. Reaching the end of the Grandline would only be half the journey for most people. They wouldn’t be ready to achieve what Roger really wanted to achieve with starting the Great Pirate Era.

But the Straw Hats have different values than your average pirate already. Something that’s been clear to us from the very beginning but has a deeper meaning now than it did then. They already have their eye out for the people who are having their lives, their entire state of being, crushed under the thumb of the world government and other oppressors. They are enroute to shaking the world as everyone living in this world knows it to be. To change it fundamentally and (god I hope) dismantle all that the World Government has spent hundreds of years trying to mold underneath it. And the fact that it wasn’t something Roger or his crew could do, though they had ALL THE INFORMATION. Despite knowing ‘The Voice of the Universe’ WHATEVER THE HELL THAT IS!! It wasn’t something they could do themselves, and so they instead saw to set the stage for what needs to happen. GOD, it’s so fascinating to me and I so desperately want to know more

#One Piece #Zou #Gol D Roger #Anyways that's my ramble on the mindboggling lore we're being given in Zou #Mugiwara no ichimi #Straw Hats

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holykillercake · 4 years ago

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Barrels, Bets and Balls

pairing: Zoro x Drunk!Reader

word count: 1.9k

summary: The Straw hats are presented with millenary rum from an Ancient Giant Tribe and, well, no one is giving you that anymore.

higlight: ¨And then you said ¨maybe I should wear your underwear.¨

warning: Don´t read and drive.

notes: HOLD MY BEER! Hi, guys! This was a lovely request from @roronoatrash for a drunk s/o! I have to say this is my first time writing a drunk character so I´m a bit nervous hahaha I really really hope you like it! Have fun and drink responsibly! <3 @vemuabhi

𝕷𝖊𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖘, 𝖗𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖘, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊!

¨Agh!¨ you mumbled when you tried to lift your head from the pillow. It felt like the Thousand Sunny had run over you a thousand times.

¨Hm?¨

¨Regret ... mhbeh ... thing...¨ your mouth was so dry that talking became almost impossible.

¨What´s that?¨ Zoro asked, definitely amused by your deplorable state.

¨Hmmm... I don´t... regret... anything.¨

¨Of course you don´t. You don´t remember anything.¨ he shifted on the bed, making it look like a black hole was opening in the mattress. ¨Here, take this.¨ He handed you something.

¨I don´t need your pity... ma-marimo.¨

¨This is not pity, Y/N. This is a painkiller. Come on, you´re gonna feel better.¨

When he helped you to sit on the bed, you noticed something stuck to the window, preventing the sun from entering and blinding you. The greenette removed a few locks of hair that laid plastered across your face before helping you with the herculean task of taking the pill.

¨If the stupid cook is not dead he must have made coffee.¨ he stood up, grabbing your slippers and placing them in front of you.

In the meantime, your mind tried to gather whatever useful information you had to understand what had happened, but everything was a void blank.

¨You ok?¨ he asked, hand on the doorknob. ¨Do you want me to bring it to you?¨

¨No, it´s ok...¨ you pinched the bridge of your nose, making one last effort to remember at least a crumb of the previous hours. You were fast to give up, though. ¨What happened?¨

¨Uhhh, you got drunk and passed out.¨ he said like it was no big deal.

¨Hmm, ok...¨ you took a few seconds to digest his words ¨but when you say ´you´ you mean ´you me´ or ´you guys´?¨

A chuckle left his mouth ¨Come and you´ll see.¨

The sun shone high in the sky, forcing you to wince back into your room like the time you had your shadow stolen. You stumbled and lowered yourself to the floor, crawling away from the light.

¨You go!¨ you said dramatically, covering your eyes ¨Run away and leave me! Tell everyone... that I fought until the last moment!¨

Zoro scoffed at your poorly performed scene, walking closer to you and squatting, back turned to you. ¨Hop, soldier. We don´t leave nakamas behind, right?¨

Your cheeks reddened with his gesture, and you hid your hungover smitten smile on the crook of his neck. ¨Hold tight, Y//N.¨

Oh, I will. Ouch, my head!

As soon as you reached the main deck, your eyes widened, ignoring the bright sun, and your mouth fell in a perfect O.

¨Oh my freaking... what happened here?¨

If it weren't for the countless barrels, you would have easily thought that you had been chewed up by a sea king.

The Straw Hats were scattered across the deck, mixed with garbage, blankets, and rolls of toilet paper. Their unorthodox positions would definitely grant them a stiff neck.

Zoro carried you to the kitchen where you found Usopp and Chopper talking at the kitchen table.

¨... like I fasted in a desert for forty nights, and then I survived... a buster call. And like... all of the battleships were pointed at me. And I was catching fire before that.¨ you heard Usopp whine to the doctor, who wrapped some bandages on him.

¨Oi, who made coffee?¨ Zoro asked purposely loud.

¨SHHHH!¨ you and the sniper hissed at him.

¨Sanji did.¨ Chopper answered ¨Oh, Y/N, how are you feeling?¨

¨Like my heart is beating in my head.¨

¨At least there´s a heartbeat.¨ the swordsman replied, putting you close to a chair so you could take a seat. ¨Hm, Chopper, I saw the cook dead outside.¨

¨Yeah, he made coffee and then passed out again.¨ Chopper discreetly pointed at Usopp´s bandages.

¨He passed out and spilled hot coffee on me!¨ he roared, stopping midway to whine.

¨But you two look pretty good, though.¨ You referred to Chopper and Zoro.

Not Usopp, definitely not Usopp.

¨Night watch. I didn´t drink last night.¨ the doctor sighed, relieved.

¨And I can handle my alcohol.¨ the greenette bragged, placing a steaming cup of coffee in front of you.

¨What happened anyway?¨

¨Oh! You don´t remember too, Y/N? That millenary rum was really strong!¨ Chopper asked, fascinated by the effects of the beverage.

¨Millenary rum?¨

¨Yeah! It was a gift from an Ancient Giant Tribe!¨

¨Giant tribe?¨ you kept repeating every word he said, double-checking to see if you were not hearing things.

¨Y/N, what´s the last thing you remember?¨

¨Hmm, let me see...¨ you rested your elbows on the table, hands covering your eyes. Wow, even thinking hurts.

<~>

¨I swear to God, Tony! When Luffy falls into the water, you can not jump after him!¨ you yelled, panting from climbing back to the ship and soaking wet of salty water.

He pouted and whined. You only called him ¨Tony¨ when you were upset with him.

¨So-Sorry Y/N... AaaAgh...¨ his voice trembled, and you couldn´t help but soften a little.

¨Ugh, forget it.¨ you laid down on the grass and sighed, the reindeer on your belly ¨Are you alright, Chopper?¨

¨Y-Yeah...¨

Zoro emerged a few seconds later, carrying Luffy on his shoulder.

You had engaged in a fight against some bandits who were causing trouble on an island called Gran Brabados. From what you could understand, they were descendants of the Ancient Giant Tribe who emancipated from Elbaf after years of conflict.

¨I don´t wanna be rude, but¨ Usopp spoke to one of them ¨I thought giants were warriors. Like Broggy and Dory. Those guys fought for over 100 years!¨

¨Well, most of us are, but some are not. That's why we left Elbaf.¨ the giant said ¨We're not interested in war, we're interested in rum!¨

All of you stopped for a second, wondering if you heard the same thing.

¨Eh?¨ you spoke.

¨We don´t make war! We make rum!¨ he threw his huge hands in the air, chest puffing out of pride.

¨Oi, really? Give us some!¨ Zoro immediately threw Luffy on the floor and ran towards the giant. Next thing you knew, the giant burst into laughter.

¨Gabababa!¨ he hunched as he laughed ¨Sorry, but tiny people like you can't handle it! Gababababa!¨

You were not sure what offended you the most, he calling you all, who just saved their asses, weak or having to dodge the huge drops of saliva that came out of his mouth.

After insisting a lot, he ended up giving in, presenting the straw hats with barrels and barrels of millenary rum. Yeah, millenary. Rum distilled for one thousand years, or at least that is what he said.

The celebration didn´t take long to begin. Because Luffy had decided to set sail that same day, you would all be bathed with a pleasant sunset as you partied.

¨Wow!¨ you shouted after chugging the first tankard. ��Oooohh, this is good booze!¨ you shook your head, already feeling the kick.

¨Girl, you should go easy on this. It´s super strong.¨ Franky said, making you scoff at him, possessed by some waspish Viking demon.

¨And here I thought you were hard-boiled.¨

¨What?¨

¨O-Oi, Y/N...¨ Usopp said, worried, sipping his drink.

¨Haven´t you learned anything with Tom-san?¨ you clicked your tongue ¨Meh, I guess I´ll be the one making things with a DON around here!¨ you chugged more of the rum.

The shipwright glared at you with a red beam coming out of his left eye. You remember questioning yourself for a second. Maybe you had said too much, but it was just for a brief second before you insulted someone else.

Back at the kitchen table, flashes of the events from the last night began to pop in your mind. Guilt and embarrassment gushed over you, making you twist and cringe.

¨And then you said ¨maybe I should wear your underwear.¨ Chopper shivered as he quoted your words.

¨Nooo...¨ you cried out.

¨It gets worse, Y/N.¨

¨What?! How?!¨

¨Because after that,¨ Zoro started to speak, and you saw him struggle to stop a smile from cracking. That was not a good sign. ¨you said "your balls are so small Robin could have grabbed them with one hand!¨

The men laughed and slapped the table as you looked for a place to bury your head or a knife to stab yourself in the heart.

¨WHY DIDN´T YOU STOP ME?¨ you yelled, pulling your boyfriend by the collar and shaking him.

He placed a hand on your forehead, a silly thing he did every time you got too nervous. ¨Oi, you´re a big girl. You know what you´re doing.¨

¨Noo, obviously I don´t!¨ He smiled.

He would not be the one to tell you, but he did have to stop Franky from Radical Beam-ing the hell out of you several times. For some reason, you were very keen on insulting the cyborg's masculinity.

Another thing he wouldn´t tell you was that he didn´t touch the rum in the last night. He decided to remain sober and look after you, making sure you would not kill someone or get yourself killed.

However, despite all the trouble you gave him, he recognized your strength. Straw hat after straw hat, you managed to defeat everyone in a stupid drinking contest.

The biggest achievement was to drag Luffy into the game since he dislikes the taste of alcohol. When he denied being part of it, you teased him by saying,¨I think you are just scared, Luffy. You know what, maybe I should be the Captain of this ship! Maybe, I will be the Pirate King!¨

That was about the sixth punch Zoro took for you. Or because of you.

The darker the night fell, the wilder you all got. And then insults began to come from every direction to every direction. You were arguing, then laughing, then crying and apologizing. If it wasn´t for Zoro, Chopper would have had a heart attack.

¨Nami, you thief! Give me back my queen, or I´ll be forced to shoot a Bidori Moshi at you!¨ Usopp yelled, holding a bunch of cards in his hands.

¨Oi, Usopp! How dare you speak with a lady like that?! I´ll kick you in the face!¨

¨Bring it on, Sanji! I eat eggplants like you for breakfast every day! AND IT´S GOD USOPP FOR YOU!¨

¨Zoro...¨ Chopper cried, falling close to where the swordsman was sitting. ¨W-What are we going to do?¨

¨Uh? Ah, sit back and relax. You know these guys, they are ju-¨

¨Y/N-san, may I see your panties?¨

¨Well, too bad for you I´m not weari-¨

¨OI! Y/N!¨ Zoro dashed over, throwing you on his shoulder.

That was about the first punch Brook took for you. Or, again, because of you.

And then, as the number of biological hazards began to decline, managing the situation became easier and easier. Chopper took care of the fallen drunken, and Zoro threw blankets over them.

In the end, it was you and Luffy. You were still arguing about the things you said earlier. Both of you were exhausted but didn´t want to give in. The argument only ended when you withdrew your words, saying that he would be the one to become King of the Pirates.

Luffy fell dead asleep immediately, and Zoro took the cue to approach you. ¨Hey, Y/N. Our time, let´s go?¨

You turned to him and nodded, red cheeks and tired eyes. He had to scoop you up and carry you back to your room since your legs were not part of the equation anymore, and you would let go and fall every time he tried to carry you on his back.

¨Heeey, you´re not drunk!¨ you whined, almost falling asleep. ¨Why aren´t you drunk?¨

¨Cause you drank everything.¨

¨Noo, I can find s´more.¨ you uncovered yourself, trying to get out of bed.

¨I bet you can.¨ he said, covering you again and pulling you closer.

The warmth of his body, altogether with his hand gently rubbing your back, made your system shut down.

¨You know... I can kick your ass... in a drinking contest...¨

¨Yeah,¨ he chuckled ¨I bet you can.¨

That was definitely not true, but for you, well, for you he could pretend it was.

#one piece #oneshot #worst generation #zoro #roronoa zoro #zoro roronoa x reader #zoro x reader #franky #usopp #chopper #luffy #nami #brook #thousand sunny #elbaf #rum #pirate king #opfanfic

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danwhobrowses · 3 years ago

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One Piece Chapter 1023 - Initial Thoughts

15 Minutes is on the clock

Onigashima reaches the mainland and the fights continue on. Including the Wings of the King vs the Disasters of the Beast

Without further ado, let's get into it

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Vivi cover page is nice, proper Disney Princess action with Karoo being jealous birb again, but now I have worries because last we heard something went down with Alabasta...all those post-Reverie questions

Back to where we left off with the boys being back in town

Miyagi can you not ominously foreshadow Zoro's future pain please?

Kawamatsu's here to save Zoro from interference, and Hyou's telling the Yakuza not to get in the way of this fight

Marco though is a pensive Pineapple, taking a good long look at King as he recalls Whitebeard telling him about King's race living on the Red Line before the world nobles, Void Century and before stuff

Mention of Gods does fuel one of my old post fan theories, but also fuels that the WG kicked King's race out of the Red Line

Izo though out here saving Marco from being an easy target, tbh Marineford did show he was prone to a surprise attack

Asking Izo if they believe in God though in a raid that may lead to their deaths is kinda irreverent right now though huh?

Queen back to hyping themselves up though

Hm? Is there a limitation to Sanji's raid suit? Sanji's saying he feels weird

Zoro wasting no time to banter with it though, saving Sanji from King as Sanji returns the favour with Queen

Queen does make a valid point though, as much as Sanji expresses that he is unenhanced by Germa he can also set himself on fire, I do wonder if it is just part of that enhancement in there that he expresses as his 'fiery hot passion'

Lunarian though, that must be King's species' name: moon people again I bet which feeds my fan theories

Also since we mentioned Germa again what happened to them? Jimbei made it out after all and I wanna see me some alive and well Baeju

I would issue doubt on Queen's claim that their enhancements are beyond Vegapunk's, given how little we know of Vegapunk after all

King's got a special sword too, it can change its edge to be teethy which he used to ensnare Zoro's swords

Wado saves Zoro's face from eating King's spiked fist though

King does make a fair point though, traditional weapons are romanticized but a fight's about getting every advantage you can, Zoro at least respects that since King never claimed to be a Swordsman, while also reminding King that he could be a feral bastard too

Kinda gave me mini Mr. 1 fight vibes there

Oh here we go, potential Zoro lineage time

Kawamatsu and Hyou muse over how Zoro was like Ushimaru when he was young, even down to his style (though that could be more Shimotsuki Koushiro's doing since he's Zoro's master)

Also Ushimaru was Ryuma's direct descendant, which means that 1. Ryuma banged, 2. Swordsmanship runs in the blood and 3. Ryuma banged

Also Ryuma also had the one eye, and it does seem pretty mythical that a swordsman of similar skill and stature returns Shusui back to Wano (even though this should mean that Shusui would be Zoro's birthright and he was kinda forced into relinquishing it)

Also worth reminding that Kozaburo was Kuina's grandpa so there may only be loose relations if Zoro is a Shimotsuki too, we don't exactly know how Kozaburo and Ushimaru are related if it's by blood or clan, plus I still wonder about Tashigi

Over to Jack vs Inu though, and Jack's hybrid form is just...weird

I did not need to see an Elephant head with abs you know Oda!

Both are pretty tired, as Jack mocks Inu saying he has forgiven Zou for the Raizo stuff, since he already destroyed most of it

Inu though with the shoulder toss, reminding Jack that they had to make these sacrifices to get to here

But we're getting the epic speech, and the hole in the roof caused by Ashura's sacrifice is changing Inu back into Su Long

Same thing is happening with Neko, turning Su Long in front of Carrot and Wanda (who I guess are covering from the moon) as he stares down Perospero

And I'm glad Neko's pointing out that Pedro's sacrifice is valid. I truthfully always felt a bit iffy about people saying that Carrot's desire to avenge Pedro was ill-found because 'Pedro killed himself'. Had Pedro not sacrificed himself then Brook and Chopper would've been dead by candy and Big Mom would've obliterated the rest on the ship

Raizo and Megaforehead though prelude with the mention of maturity, that everyone - even the Akazaya - needed time to mature into who they wanted to be

Down to the surface though and the Heart Pirates are on high alert/panic, they think Kaido's here

But it's Momo, and he looks magnificent

Shinobu's aged him up to 28, the age he'd be had he not been leapt through time, but now she's upset he looks like Kaido

There's new fire in Momo's eyes though, the return ascent begins!

Can you feel that? It feels like the last stretch before the ultimate battle of Wano

Sanji and Zoro vs King and Queen hopefully will remain a tag bout, but I am curious as to King's abilities and what's affecting Sanji in terms of the raid suit. It's not bad to have a limitation but this is the first we've heard of it after seeing him use it 4 times. I don't hate Zoro being a Shimotsuki, though I do feel like we could've built to this, plus we're still lacking in the how.

One wonders what role Marco will now play, and whether Tiny Tiny Chopper is due to recover. We haven't heard from the others for a bit, nor CP0 nor Yamato. Our Pineapple does have unfinished business with Edward Weevil tbf so he could make it out, Izo may be a variable in that, they've yet to learn of Kiku's fate.

Also we never did see who that mystery person was did we? Still could be Hiyori

Marco's musing about gods does feel like we're gonna get more about King, and more lore of the world that Robin will love to soak up like a sponge, Oda have been leaving these seeds since Skypeia, and where there are Gods, there are Devils.

We are however getting major death flags from the minks, one last turn to Su Long to enable their efforts. I like how Ashura's sacrifice is not in vain because of this though, it makes me wonder if there's a slither of hope for Kin and Kiku. If anything though the minks will die from exhaustion rather than being defeated, Su Long eats away at you after all, it's probably gonna be traumatizing for Carrot a little but I hope we see some resolve out of her more like when she was in Zou and WCI, I still want her for Nakama.

And then the final coup de grace, giant dragon Momo, it's one hell of a panel and it means we're bringing Luffy back into the fight. But the extent of Momo's ripening is only in body remember, in mind he's still young. But now we have the setup for the final fight between Luffy and Kaido, I'll expect in that time we'll have to try and finish off everything else with the Akazaya, reconvening the Straw Hats, King, Queen, Big Mom, Kid, Law, Killer, Hawkins, Apoo and Drake.

Act's not over yet, less than 15 minutes until Onigashima Falls.

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yukipri · 4 years ago

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Marco’s Bauble Part 7 - a One Piece Mermaid AU Text Story

I ended up spending most of this past weekend setting up the Mermaid AU on AO3, so I do hope y’all will check it out over there!

Please note that on AO3, this Marco’s Bauble story is going under the title On the Courtship of Monkey D. Luffy. I didn’t really know where this series was going when I began writing it, and “Marco’s Bauble” was most definitely a starting point, but it’s expanded well beyond that now, as you’ll probably see in this update ^ ^; I haven’t decided yet whether I’ll rename all the parts on Tumblr or not.

BUT in the meantime, I’ll continue posting updates in advance here on Tumblr (and on Patreon even further in advance ;D), so here’s an update for this week!

In which Sabo confronts Koala.

Continues off of, and should be read after:

👒🐟Marco’s Bauble Part 1

👒🐟Marco’s Bauble Part 2

👒🐟Marco’s Bauble Part 3

👒🐟Marco’s Bauble, Part 4

👒🐟Marco’s Bauble, Part 5

👒🐟Marco’s Bauble, Part 6

Hmm, Koala thinks. So this probably counts as a "kabedon."

A kabedon, according to the young new recruits who'd explained it to her, is a situation in which one person, ideally tall and attractive, leans over a second, ideally smaller person, boxing them against a wall with their arms, essentially pinning them in place. Koala thinks it sounds like menacing posturing, but the recruits insisted that if done by the right person, it's a terribly titillating scenario, the kind you'd find in romance stories.

It happens to be the situation that Koala finds herself in now, with her back against the side of Merry's cabin as Sabo looms over her, effectively blocking all exits with his arms braced against the wall on either side of her.

Sabo, Koala grudgingly thinks, probably not only qualifies, but is likely the recruits' very definition of tall and attractive.

Right now, he's doing that thing where his eyes are half-mast, dark and unreadable as they peer down at Koala through the curtain of blond locks that have fallen across his face. It's a look that Koala knows has half of Baltigo swooning, and she's heard people call it Chief's Sexy Look.

Koala feels very strongly that those are a poor choice of words, because from personal experience, she knows it's a look that's usually followed immediate, brutal interrogation that often ends in screams and excessive bloodshed.

"Koala," he breathes, in that voice that has stolen the hearts of half the Revolutionary Army, and has convinced more than one unfortunate soul that perhaps, they might survive this encounter after all.

But Koala knows better.

Because his next words are, surprise surprise, "What are you hiding from me about my Luffy?"

He smiles then, and it looks misleadingly gentle, and Koala can see why strangers may mistake him for a benevolent princely gentleman.

But Koala knows Sabo. And all she sees is the manic sadism behind the oh so very fake expression.

She cringes, because no, there is absolutely nothing romantic or exciting about this situation at all. All she feels is Doom.

"Hmm?" she says, keeping her hands behind her back so he can't see them twist. In these situations, Koala's more than well aware that the more she talks, the more she incriminates herself.

Many who observe their partnership are under the impression that Sabo's just the overpowered guy who beats people up and destroys shit, while Koala provides intel. And while it's true that Koala has intel, Sabo's the one who often personally extracts it from their most stubborn sources.

In other words, what Sabo wants, he usually gets. It's usually a comforting thought, but not today.

"Hmm?" Sabo parrots back, eyes lazily tracing over her face, and Koala frantically tries to keep her expression neutral as he searches for an opening.

It's like when they were children, Koala thinks, when they played interrogation games with each other as assignments for Inazuma's class. Except this time, it's not Koala's grade on the line. And while Koala knows that her partner would never actually hurt her, he's also very capable of making life pretty miserable for her if she doesn't spill.

And right now, she has a secret she'd really, really like to keep away from Sabo.

The secret being, y'know, the fact that someone proposed to his dearest baby brother.

And even though it's extremely unlikely that Luffy understands the significance behind the gesture, she considers the gift hers, which, for all points and purposes...means she accepted.

Koala does not want Sabo to find out about this, from her, at least right now, before she has more information.

But, Koala glumly remembers, she's never actually managed to win any interrogation games against him.

"You know," he says, voice deceptively light, and Koala wants to groan because here we go. "Luffy and Ace mean the world to me. They're not just my past, they make me who I am. Even when I didn't remember, they were with me, and I was with them. They're everything to me."

Koala won't break. She tries to look for an opening without shifting her eyes, but Sabo's not an amateur and there are no escape routes.

"It would truly be terrible, if something happened to one of them, something that should be stopped, that I could have prevented if only I had known."

He's poking her defenses. He wants her to say, you're blowing this out of proportion, it's not that big a deal, or maybe you're overthinking this. Possibly even lie, I'm not hiding anything, or even counter, what makes you think I'm hiding something?

Koala knows better. Those are all traps, all openings that he'd pounce on, and she's seen him rip people apart for falling for them. Koala won't give him the chance.

He leans in close, and whispers in her ear, voice low and dark in a way that would make his fans cry, and his enemies cry too but for an entirely different reason. "You wouldn't know something that'd prevent me from fulfilling my duties as Luffy's older brother, now would you, Koala?"

Well, Koala thinks snidely, depends on what you consider your brotherly duties, and whether they include homicide and starting a war with an Emperor.

She says, "Mmm."

Sabo, or rather his mouth, smiles. His eyes are a void. Koala's not used to be on the receiving end of this particular stare, and she isn't enjoying a moment of it.

"Alright. If that's how you want to be. Let's figure this out together, now shall we?"

Sabo's voice is calm, exaggeratedly patient, like a therapist. He never talks to Koala like this, but Koala still recognizes this particular tone, and cringes as she realizes which interrogation pattern he's chosen. It's one she's ill equipped to counter at the moment, and he no doubt knows it.

Koala braces herself. Blank face, she tells herself, even breathing. He's using his stupid over-powered Observation Haki to keep track of your pulse.

"Well," he begins, "I know it's already about Luffy, because you're more nervous about me talking about her than Ace." It's stated as fact, and Koala blinks rapidly to moisten her eyes because she knows the real deal's starting now, and she'll have to avoid blinking when it might give her away.

"And it must be something you found out during your Fishman Karate sessions, because you don't have any other time together, at least when I'm not watching."

Koala isn't remotely surprised that he's monitoring everyone; after all, she's been doing the same. She wants to sigh but keeps it in.

"It's probably something physical, because Lu can't keep secrets if she thinks of them as secrets, so it might have been something you saw...a scar, or a mark on her body? No? Then an object she has on her...Ah, there we go."

Fuck you, I didn't give you any tells, Koala thinks indignantly, but she knows that expressing any annoyance will only confirm his guesses, and continues to refuse to speak.

"You've been going to the kitchen more often than usual, but not during meal times, or even prep times, but rather lulls...times that you have no business in the kitchen, and times where only cooks are present, cleaning up or otherwise doing tasks that don't require their full attention...the perfect time to chat."

Maybe I wanted a snack, Koala thinks, but keeps her mouth shut, because Sabo already knows when and how she snacks. This interrogation really isn't fair.

"And as for the cooks in question...well, if it were Sanji, I'd just ask him myself, but you knew I wouldn't do that, right, Koala? You know I could get it out of him, so if it was him, he wouldn't know anything of value. But I don't think he's involved at all."

Sabo looks at Koala expectantly. Koala stares right back at him, though her eyes feel very, very dry.

"So the question now is, why would my dearest partner want to protect Thatch, Fourth Division Commander of the Whitebeard Pirates and temporary first cook of the ASL Pirates?" Sabo talks as though he's asking himself, but he isn't, and Koala's not fooled. She keeps her face blank. "I doubt it's a personal thing, after all, his intentions towards Luffy couldn't be more obvious, he announces it at least once a day. And given my partner's obvious little lesbian crush, it doesn't seem in her best interests to help him, no?"

This does get a reaction from Koala, and her breath leaves her in a whoosh. Fine, make it personal. If he's figured out this much, it's only a few more steps till the answer, and at this point what does it matter. Koala glares, relishing freeing her face from its mask, and for a moment Sabo's back to his usual self, giving her a cheeky wink as though to say told you so. But then Interrogator!Sabo is back, because he's not quite done yet.

Whatever. She tried, alright. It's not like she owes the Phoenix anything. She leans back against the wall, bringing her arms in front of her chest, and scowls, hoping her expression projects exactly what she thinks of Interrogator!Sabo at the moment. Sabo likewise drops his arms, because he knows she's no longer going to escape.

"You're not protecting Thatch himself, because if you were we could solve it here, and it never needs to get out of hand. So you're protecting someone connected to him. The fact that you're being so stubborn, tells me that it's not just a personal thing, but something that could cause an incident, that would likely affect the Army. Which means, obviously, a Whitebeard pirate.

"But I don't think it's just any Whitebeard pirate. They're someone high profile enough that it would be a big deal if I were to confront them, possibly jeopardizing any potential future alliances the Army forms with them, or drawing the eyes of the World Government. Which, they're already watching us, which makes me think it's gotta be someone even bigger than Thatch..."

Which, of course doesn't leave much.

"It could very well be old man Whitebeard himself," Sabo says, but he's shaking his head. "But something tells me it's not. And I know that some very interesting little blue birds have been stopping by the Merry, likely with letters for Thatch, but possibly also with unsolicited deliveries for my baby brother..."

Your baby brother, chill with your possessiveness, does rubbing it in feel that good? Koala sniffs.

"And as for why it's a big deal...you wouldn't be so secretive over a crush. Everyone on the crew has a crush. That can be dealt with. This is a few steps beyond, something you think would make me mad, right, Koala?”

Sabo pauses a moment, but it's for dramatic effect, because Sabo knows that Koala knows that he already has an answer.

"So tell me, Koala. What did Marco the Phoenix give Luffy to try to claim her as his bride?"

And well, there you have it.

"Bravo," Koala says dryly. "I see you're qualified for your position, Chief. I'll be sure to inform the Boss."

Sabo tips his hat, and even though she allows herself to relax, Koala keeps her eyes trained on her partner.

He's taking this calmer than she expected, to be honest. Interrogator!Sabo still hasn't fully faded from his face, but he's no longer giving off sadistic vibes, and has that little frown that tells Koala he's still sorting through his thoughts. His ability to remain composed is likely affected by the fact that they're still in Paradise, and the Whitebeard Pirates and the New World are still quite a ways away.

Which is good, because it means Sabo can't just impulsively cause a massive incident on the spot. But it's also bad, because it means he's got more time to plot, and Sabo can come up with some pretty devastating things if given the opportunity.

"Sabo, I barely know anything myself, and neither does Thatch," Koala says, finally willing to speak. "I'm working on getting more information. Don't plan anything rash yet. It could all be a misunderstanding."

Sabo slowly nods, still quiet. Koala sighs.

This might be a good time to bring up a certain topic, she realizes. She'd been thinking about it for a while now, but had wanted to give him more time.

She first thought about it when the night after he regained his memories, she sees Sabo slip away from the Merry to pursue the ship that's transporting the slavers who tried to sell Luffy at the auction house. The slavers have already been passed in the hands of Army agents, all of the enslaved have been freed and are on their way to safety, and Luffy's back with her crew. Their job should have been over.

Sabo comes back before dawn, accompanied by Ace who had likely transported him with Striker. He seems calmer than the night before, but Koala doesn't miss that his gloves are still damp from recently being washed.

There've been other incidents too, in the short period they've traveled together. Koala's seen Sabo dangerously close to snapping (and actually snapping) more during the past few weeks than their entire decade together. And on one hand, it's understandable, but on the other...

"You know," Koala begins, as gently as possible. "she's no longer the child you left behind. She's an adult. Even if this ends up being nothing, she may still find someone, one day. What are you going to do then?"

If Luffy's in physical danger, protecting her is one thing. But what if it's something that she chooses?

The change is subtle, but Koala notices when the last of the Chief of Staff fades from Sabo, as his head tilts downward ever so slightly. And all of a sudden he reminds Koala all too much of the tiny, battered child who stared at himself in the mirror when he thought everyone was asleep, touching his scars and asking, Who are you?

"I can't lose her, I can't lose either of them," Sabo says quietly, and he overlaps completely with the lost child, and ah, Koala thinks, because she gets it.

That child, that self who was missing for so long, is back now, inside Sabo where he always belonged, where he always existed but couldn't be recognized. That child now takes up so much space, too much space, and still hasn't been fully reconciled with the adult that Sabo's grown up to be. Simpler, childish emotions and desires that feel too vibrant and raw, clashing with the adult's more weathered world view, aggravated further by all the darkness that Sabo's seen in their line of work.

Sabo's less concerned about Ace, Koala knows, because even though Sabo loves both his brothers, Ace is like his other half. They don't protect each other, but function seamlessly as a single unit, a unit with one priority that stands above all else.

Luffy.

Luffy, who as a child, Sabo was able to protect from anything and everything in their isolated microcosm. Luffy, who as an adult, Sabo knows all too well is more vulnerable than ever, as proven by the very situation in which they reunited.

A gilded glass tank, hidden away behind dusty curtains, with a dark, motionless shape crumpled at the bottom. Chains, chains, and chains upon bruised skin, and bubbles rising from parted lips, getting smaller and smaller as she slowly fades...

That was bad enough, but Koala doubts Ace or any of the others know exactly what the fate of a captured mermaid is, at least in the way that Koala and Sabo do.

Koala understands, she really does.

But she also knows the importance of freedom, not just to Sabo, but likely to Luffy and Ace as well.

"Would it be losing her?" she asks, and child!Sabo flinches.

"We vowed to be free," Sabo says, and he still sounds lost, like he doesn't know what the word means anymore. "And we will be." His hat shadows his eyes, and Koala can't imagine how they look at that moment. "But I don't want her to go where I can't follow."

"Then follow," Koala says, because what else is there to say? "Follow, if that's your freedom. But you can't stop hers."

"I know."

She couldn't have known how Sabo would take her words.

Part 8, we see more of Thatch.

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Together With Fruit Ch. 9 (Snippet)

Omgomgomg I actually finished something omg

Obviously this is not the full chapter, but it’s a pretty major chunk of it, and because I’m just so proud of myself and happy that I actually got something I set out to write forever ago FINISHED, I am posting this snippet here as a one-shot (it’s...more than a snippet really, it’s like 4000+ words, and it’s mostly unedited so...ye’ve been warned lol)

Word Count: 4199 (yikes)

Enjoy! Hopefully I’ll have the rest of the chapter finished within the next week or so!

“We’re finally nearing the Grand Line…” Nami muttered, pointing at a spot on the map. “It looks like the only way into it is through Reverse Mountain here.”

“Reverse Mountain?” Hazel murmured, peering over the girl’s shoulder at the point where the seas intersect.

“What a pain. Can’t we just sail straight through it?” Zoro groaned, glaring from where he sat leaning against the rail. Sanji shook his head.

“Nope, from what the geezer told me, that’s the only way boats can enter.”

“How come?” Usopp asked.

“Cause it’s supposedly dangerous.”

“But how come?!”

“I don’t know any more than that!” Sanji yelled, glaring at the sniper.

“Boys, please…” Hazel scolded, trying to stop any fights before they could occur.

“The reason for that is-”

“Alright! I got it!” Luffy interrupted Nami, pointing at the map. “Then let’s head straight into it!”

“Are you even paying attention?!”

“But it sounds fun!” Luffy insisted, grin never wavering. “Plus it’d feel way better going straight into it!”

“Fun or not, I’d like to actually make it to the Grand Line before we die,” Hazel told him, side-eyeing her brother’s enthusiasm. Nami shared the sentiment.

“Talking to you makes me feel like I’m gonna go crazy…” the navigator whined, palm to her forehead in exasperation. Luffy soldiered on, ignoring the women’s concerns.

“Anyways, let’s stop at an island first and get meat! Meat! Meat!” Nami reached a finger out to point at a spot on the map, and Luffy and Hazel both peered closer at the paper.

“There’s a famous city on this island...Loguetown.”

“Loguetown?” Luffy asked, puzzled look on his face as he tried to think. “What? Is it famous for its meat?”

“Also known as the city of the beginning and the end…” Zoro chimed in, thoughtful look on his face. “I’m pretty sure I’ve heard that before.”

“It’s where Gold Roger, the former Pirate King, was born,” Hazel supplied, appearing somber, “and where he was executed.”

“The town where the King of the Pirates died...” Even Luffy’s voice was tame, contemplation clear in his eyes. Nami swung her gaze to meet his, sly smile finding its way across her cheeks.

“Wanna go?”

“Yeah! I wanna see it!” As he spoke, his voice grew more excited, though it never lost its reverence. “I wanna see the town where the man who got the One Piece - everything this world has to offer - was born and then died!” Luffy stood up, grin fixed firmly back in place. “Nami! Set sail for Loguetown!”

As the crew scrambled to set their course, Hazel smiled at her brother’s excitement, though she didn’t share the enthusiasm. She didn’t really harbor any opinions on the former Pirate King, good or bad; there just wasn’t enough information available on who the man truly was. She had asked her grandfather once, considering what she knew about his connection to Ace, but after hours of pestering the only thing he’d told her was “don’t believe everything you hear”. Other than that cryptic statement, she knew about as much as anyone else: he was born in Loguetown, he circumnavigated the entire world, then turned himself in (to her grandfather, no less), and was executed in his hometown. For someone who was so famous, you’d think there’d be more to know about him.

Hazel looked down at the notebook in her hand, blank since Shells Town except for the notes she’d taken. She wasn’t going to let Luffy fall into that same level of anonymity. Sure, the boy couldn’t care less about the fame; his views on being the Pirate King weren’t shared by most other pirates, though she found his ideals to be more admirable. What she really didn’t want to happen, though, was for her baby brother’s name to be smeared by the media, with nothing to counteract it.

Which meant she had a lot of work to do.

“Well, before we get to Loguetown, I have to get to work. Which means I’m shutting myself in my room until I’ve finished writing about our adventure so far!” Hazel stated for all to hear. She ignored the odd looks sent her way. “So no one bug me, ok?” When she’d received satisfactory nods, Hazel made her way to the girls’ room, shut the door, and plopped herself down at the writing desk. She ripped out her pages of notes so she could refer to them easily as she wrote, then opened to a blank page, her pencil hovering above the paper.

An hour later and the page was still blank.

Hazel’s pencil had moved, at least. It’d been set on the desk, balanced on her nose (a failure on her part, but no one could see it so she wasn’t too pressed), twirled between her fingers, tucked behind her ear as she stretched in her chair (and changed position at least three times; currently she had her feet on the back of the chair with her head leaning on the desk). She’d doodled little pictures on her note pages; tiny flowers and crude renditions of her crewmates (note to self: hide these so Nami doesn’t see). There’s a reason she hadn’t decided to illustrate this book.

Another hour later and her legs hurt from how much she’d been bouncing them. The page remained blank, her mind void of ideas, and her eyes were fixed on the picture frame hanging on the far wall. Maybe some food would help? She didn’t think she ate much at breakfast…

As Hazel made her way on deck, she couldn’t help but smile at the sight that greeted her. Nami was lounging in the sun on the top deck, being served some fancy drink from their newest member. Zoro was, surprise, napping beneath the mast, his swords propped in his lap. Luffy sat on the other side of the ship, watching Usopp practice with his slingshot. Oh, that could be fun!

“Whatcha guys doin’?” Hazel asked, sneaking up behind the sniper, causing Luffy to laugh at the boy’s frightful shriek. “Oops! Sorry, Usopp!” He just glared at her in return.

“Usopp’s practicing his slingshot! See? We set up some targets against the other side of the deck, he’s really good!”

“Well, you see Luffy, I’ve been using a slingshot for at least 25 years,” Usopp boasted, ignoring the fact that he was only 17. “Which of course makes me an expert sniper!”

“25 years, huh?” Hazel snarked. “Well, mister “expert”, whaddaya say to a little contest? The closer to a bullseye gets you more points. Whoever gets the most points wins.”

“Uhh, ok, Hazel. But where are you gonna get a slingshot?” Hazel just pointed to Luffy. Specifically his arms. “Hey, now, wait a minute! You can’t use him!”

“Why not?” Hazel and Luffy asked, both with blank looks on their faces. The sniper spluttered.

“Because-! He’s not-! And you-!”

“Ok, look - we’re not going for power here, just accuracy, so it’ll still be a fair contest. And we’ll use the same ammo, ok?” She left no room for him to argue back, immediately grabbing one of the pellets from his hand and positioning her brother. Usopp rolled his eyes behind her, but sidled up next to the two, aiming his own slingshot at the first target.

“Ready...aim...fire!” Usopp let the pellet fly, smacking the target right in the center.

“Hey, nice job Usopp! But I’m gonna tie it up right here!” Hazel ribbed, tying Luffy’s fingers together to form a sling. She pulled them back, tongue poking out between her teeth as she aimed carefully. When she felt confident in her position she nodded, waiting for Usopp to give the signal, and then let go.

The target shattered to pieces.

“Oh fuck-!”

“WHAT ARE YOU THREE DOING?!” Nami’s shrill voice called, causing all three to wince.

“Luffy did it!” Hazel immediately yelled while Usopp checked the ship for damage.

“No I didn’t!”

“Now, Luffy, you know you shouldn’t lie.”

“I’m not-!”

“ENOUGH!” Nami yelled again, interrupting the siblings. “I don’t care who did it, you’re just lucky the ship didn’t get damaged! You and you-” she pointed to Usopp and Luffy “-clean this up! And you!” Nami pointed at Hazel, making the older woman feel suddenly small. “You’re supposed to be writing right now! Not breaking things!”

“Well...you see...the thing is…” Hazel trailed off as Nami continued to glare at her. Huh. She didn’t like being on the receiving end of this. “I was hungry…?”

“Then ask Sanji-kun for a snack and get back to work. You told us not to bother you and we’re listening, take advantage of that!” At Hazel’s huff Nami smiled. “If you’d like, you can sit in the tangerine grove. I find it very relaxing when I need to focus.”

“Hmm...a change of scenery may be helpful. Thanks, Nami,” Hazel smiled, rolling her neck. “I better go bug Sanji.” But Nami held up a hand to stop her.

“Nope! You go sit, I’ll get it. I don’t want you to get distracted again.” The orange-haired girl walked away without another word, and Hazel was forced at that point to just listen to her. She made her way to the upper deck, finding a nice spot under the trees to nestle in. She reopened her notebook to the still blank page, and tapped her pencil against her chin as she tried to focus. The breeze up here was nice, as well as the sounds of her crewmates (Luffy and Usopp had made a game out of cleaning up her mess). The smell of tangerines wafted over her, muddying her senses. One of her curls was tickling her forehead.

She’d made zero headway by the time Sanji appeared with a snack.

“Hazel-chwan!~ I’ve brought you a plate of delicious sandwiches, and a fresh glass of cabernet sauvignon,” the man said, brandishing a platter on one hand and a glass of deep red liquid in the other. She looked to the glass curiously. Despite having practically lived in a bar half her life, she’d never actually tried wine. Her alcohol tended to be of a rougher variety.

“Oh, yeah, alcohol. That’ll help,” Hazel muttered, hoping Sanji didn’t think her rude. For all she knew, it would get the creative juices flowing, so to speak. “Thank you, Sanji.” She smiled at the cook, his feet practically floating off the ground in happiness. He turned to leave her, and Hazel tentatively took a sip of the wine...only to immediately cringe when the bitter liquid hit her tongue. She glanced around in panic, hoping the blond didn’t see, and snuck the glass behind her back, hidden under the trees. “Ooh! Sanji, wait up!” she called, wine forgotten as she grabbed her plate and ran after him.

“Yes, my love?” Sanji asked, twirling around to gaze at her through heart-shaped eyes.

“I just realized that I never asked about what happened at the Baratie! After we left?” The cook’s expression had switched to confusion at her question. “In fact,” she continued, following him into the galley, “I don’t actually know that much about you. Tell me, what’s your dream? Your motivation? Your tragic backstory? Spare me no detail!”

For the first time since they’d met, Sanji wasn’t looking at her with adoration. In fact, he almost looked a little scared. His eyes darted around for half a second while she pulled out her best pout, gray eyes shining like a puppy begging for table scraps. Later, she’d chide herself for being so mean. After all, she used to practically torture Ace with that expression. But for now, she needed answers.

“Well…” Sanji started, pulling himself together before all the blood rushed out of his nose. “I am merely a humble sea cook, mademoiselle. I fought valiantly for my former home, and for the chance to gaze upon your lovely visage once again.” He flourished into a low bow.

“Uh huh,” Hazel chuckled, an amused smile on her face as she raised a brow. “Definitely humble.” Sanji rose back to standing, an easy grin in place at their shared humor. “Come on, lover boy. Sit with me awhile and tell me a story.”

The two sat and talked for a time, Hazel’s pencil scratching across the pages of her notebook as Sanji divulged all the details he felt comfortable sharing: how Luffy had bartered with Zeff for his freedom, the way he’d swatted projectiles with a single kick. She had a feeling he may’ve been embellishing his actions a bit, but having seen the way he’d toppled part of a building at Arlong Park, she knew it wasn’t all bluster.

He told her of Pearl, the man who’d covered himself in armor, only to lose his mind (and catch fire, apparently) at the first drop of blood. How Gin, the man he’d helped, had taken the old man hostage, and how he’d been willing to die to save his mentor’s dream. Hazel filed away that note for later, planning to ask about the clear devotion Sanji had for the old man, even if the blond tried to hide it behind snark.

She tried not to laugh when Sanji told her Luffy destroyed part of the ship. From what he was telling her, it was actually a brilliant stroke on Luffy’s part, and definitely contributed to Sanji’s outlook on the situation; but the way the blond’s curly brow furrowed over his eyes at the memory was, in her opinion, hilarious.

“So, wait,” Hazel started, pausing Sanji’s tale of his fight with Gin. “How did you come to the Baratie in the first place? Zeff isn’t your father, is he? Why so devoted to preserving his dream?”

Discomfort crossed the cook’s face, as it had earlier, but whether it was his dedication to please the woman in front of him, or because he’d already come this far, he gifted her with the reason. “He saved my life,” was the simple answer. The follow-up nearly brought tears to her eyes.

Hazel reached across the table, covering his hand with her own, and she sent him a soft smile. A light blush dusted his cheeks, and she allowed him to turn away to light a cigarette; she even grabbed the ashtray off the back shelf for him.

Just as they were about to continue, the door to the galley swung open, a rubbery body bouncing its way inside. “Sanji!! Food!” Luffy yelled, head turning frantically before his eyes finally settled on the cook.

“You just ate, you damn animal!” The cook scolded, and the somber mood was broken as Hazel burst into laughter.

“But I’m hungry! Food!”

“I’m busy!” Hazel took that moment to step in.

“It’s alright, Sanji. I can get the rest from you later. If you don’t start dinner soon, we may not have a ship to sail on anymore,” she laughed, drawing Luffy’s attention. The boy leaped onto the bench in front of her, taking Sanji’s place, and glancing at the notebook for a second without reading.

“Whatcha talkin’ about? Whaddaya need Sanji for?”

“He was telling me about your fight with Don Krieg, since I missed it.”

“Oh! I can tell you! There was a boom! And a woosh! And then I went ‘Gum-Gum Bazooka’! And then there was poison gas, but we’re fine, and then everything went boom boom boom boom! And then I got poked a lot! And then-” Hazel tuned out as her brother continued telling her all about the fight with as little detail as possible. Sanji shot her a confounded look over their captain’s shoulder, and the girl replied with a nonchalant shrug. When Luffy finally finished, he looked to his sister expectantly, proud grin wide across his face.

“Thanks Luffy, I’ll make sure to write that down.” The boy nodded, then looked back at her notes from Sanji’s story.

“Looks like you’ve gotten a lot done!” Hazel flinched, grimacing into her palm.

“Yes and no…” Luffy just looked at her, confusion in his eyes, and Hazel gave a heavy sigh. “To be honest, Luff...I don’t really know where to start.”

“At the beginning. Duh.”

“Wow, I never thought about that,” Hazel deadpanned. “And get your finger out of your nose!” As Luffy stuck his tongue out at her, something struck her. Hazel’s eyes widened, an invisible energy urging her hand to move across the paper. “Actually, Luffy, you’re a genius! Thank you!”

She vaguely heard him say something in agreement, but her mind was too focused on the idea it had. Start at the beginning...she was surprised the thought hadn’t occurred to her earlier; after all, she’d only just told the story a week ago.

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Foosha Village had always been a peaceful town. Even when pirates had settled their sails at its docks the year previous, the villagers had yet to deal with much past the occasional bandit or two. Our lives had been much the same, short as they were; filled with fun and laughter and play. Then one day, the stuff of legends became real, and peace would be known no more.

The sun had shown brightly that morning, though my brother and I had already been up for hours. We always had trouble sleeping the closer to Shanks’ departure. In only a short time, the red-headed man had wormed his way into our lives, and our hearts, and my brother especially was determined to join him this time.

So it was that we stood on the deck of the Red-Hair Pirate’s ship, the hustle and bustle of supplies and crates being loaded around us. A few of the men were singing songs - definitely inappropriate considering the children in their company - but we’d already spent the last seven years in a bar. There was nothing in those songs we hadn’t heard before.

I had been listening to Benn Beckman’s tale of their last voyage when Shanks’ voice had called our attention to the figurehead. Standing atop the dragon’s maw, my brother Luffy stood glaring down at our pirate friends. Unfortunately, none of us had taken his declaration of strength seriously. Not until he drove the knife beneath his eye.

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The paragraphs flew quickly out of her hand, the day in question clear in her mind. Hazel took a moment to shake out her wrist, feeling stiff as she read over her work so far. She liked it, she really did. Now to keep up this momentum.

The door opened once again, and Usopp and Nami wandered in, talking about something she couldn’t hear. Hazel was still glaring at the page, chewing her cheek as she thought about how to word her next sentence. She heard Sanji mention dinner would be ready soon, Luffy’s excitement sounding through the room, then Usopp’s hiss for him to be quiet.

“Don’t distract her! She’s scary when she’s mad!” the boy whimpered out, much to Luffy’s amusement.

“No she’s not!” he laughed, drawing the sniper’s ire.

“You didn’t think that when she made you take a bath!” Hazel stifled a snort.

“Speaking of which,” Nami chimed in, holding a hand to her nose. “How long ago was that?”

“Actually, Luffy, you are due for one. Zoro too,” Hazel said, looking up at her surprised crewmates. What, did they think she couldn’t hear them at all? “Why don’t you go wash up before dinner. Please?” Luffy groaned, glaring at the navigator, but dutifully made his way to the bathroom. Despite what he said, he didn’t want to push his sister. Again.

Hazel took that moment to stand up, stretching her back with a loud pop, grabbed her notebook, and made her way outside to tell their grungy swordsman his bath was after dinner. She couldn’t see him at first when she stepped outside, but after glancing around for a moment, she finally spotted him. She blinked when she saw his bare back, mesmerized for a moment at the way the muscles rippled as he did push-up after push-up. A second later, she blinked the distraction away, and walked down the steps to the grass-haired man.

“Hey, your turn for a bath after dinner,” she told him, practically hearing him grit his teeth at the notion. “Dinner’s actually almost done, by the way, so you may wanna wrap it up here.”

“Not done,” he grunted, prompting her to raise a brow in his direction.

“Well find a way to be done. We’re hungry, and you’re sweaty.”

“If I’m gonna get stronger, I can’t cut training short. I need more weight.” His gray eyes swung up to hers, and Hazel got the distinct sense he was sizing her up.

“What do you want me to do about that?” She regretted asking the instant she said it. Zoro gestured to his back. His extremely sweaty back.

“Climb on.”

“Excuse me? What are you insinuating here?” She crossed her arms, trying to decide if she needed to hit him for calling her fat or not. She caught him rolling his eyes.

“You’re all muscle, it’s heavier. Climb on.” Hazel chewed her lip, weighing the pros and cons. Then, deciding she had nothing to lose except her hygiene (and really, she could do with a bath herself), she stepped closer to him, cautiously sitting down when he paused for her. He reached his arm around, causing a startled squeak as he adjusted her position, then he resumed his training, a new strain in his breath.

While he worked, Hazel puzzled once again over her notebook. Disappointment flowed through her as she stared at the four lone paragraphs, the struggle for where to take the story next staying her hand. She’d gotten nothing done today, and it was difficult not to take it to heart.

“What are you sighing about up there?” her cushion grunted below her. Hazel rolled her eyes, but decided to humor him by answering anyway.

“I’ve been working on this all day, and somehow I have nothing to show for it.” Zoro was silent except for his heavy breathing, but for some reason she pushed on. “What kind of record-keeper am I? What kind of storyteller can’t tell a damn story? I don’t even have to make it all up, it’s all stuff that happened…” A puff of air escaped her as her eyes began to sting. “Maybe I’m not cut out for this…”

She hadn’t meant to say it, at least not out loud, and was startled when her chair suddenly stood up. She cried out as she fell, but before she could hit the floor, Zoro’s arms came out to steady her. She looked up at him in shock, affronted at the small glare he sent her way. “Read it out loud,” he said, pointing to the little book in her hands.

“Eh?!” Hazel shrieked, appalled at the very notion of any living being actually hearing her work out loud.

“Read it out loud,” Zoro said again, shrugging his shirt back on. “Then I can tell you if it’s shitty.”

“No way! It’s not ready for human consumption yet!” she yelled, glaring as he sat below the mast. “Besides, who are you to tell me if it’s shit? You wouldn’t know good literature if it waved a sword at you and said ‘boy, speak your name’!” Zoro rolled his eyes at the reference, but leveled her with a steady gaze as it dawned on her the trick he was trying to pull. “Stop it, it’s mine. Why should I share it with you?”

“Because I like the way you tell stories.” He said it so simply, like it didn’t carry nearly the weight for him that it did for her. Hazel felt the blood rush to her cheeks, but she didn’t look away. Something held her gaze on his, something she couldn’t possibly name.

“So how does me reading it aloud help me write it?” Her voice was so quiet, she was surprised he could even hear it.

“Just write it how you’d say it,” he answered, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. And when he said it like that, it did seem obvious, and Hazel could kick herself for not thinking of it sooner. Before she knew it, she felt herself nodding, sitting beside him beneath the sail.

“Foosha Village had always been a peaceful town….” she began, reading from the beginning, and surprising herself when her voice continued past the last paragraph. He’d heard the story before, but still Zoro sat, listening with rapt attention. Her voice slowed as she wrote, not allowing herself to forget what she’d said, what phrases she used that flowed from her mouth like water.

At one point Hazel glanced beside her, surprised to see the swordsman’s eyes shut. She let out a sigh, finishing her sentence, but not continuing on. She found herself rolling her eyes at the sleeping swordsman, irked that he apparently found her so boring.

“You stuck again?”

Hazel turned to him again, meeting his gaze through half-lidded eyes. She let out a half chuckle, shaking her head in amusement, before diving into the next paragraph.

It was only Luffy’s call of “Dinner!!” that finally drew the two inside.

#together with fruit #twf #monkey d. hazel #monkey d. luffy #roronoa zoro #zoro x oc #one piece #one piece fan fiction #one piece fanfics #one piece oc #one piece original character #I don't even care if this is 'good' I'm just. so glad to have something tangible written #I wanna keep going but it's late and my hands hurt #but the hard part is over; all that's left is canon events

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kbstories · 5 years ago

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Signification

sig·ni·fi·ca·tion (n.)

The process of assigning meaning to something.

Captain and First Mate, two years later.

(Or: Zoro adores his captain. A lot.)

Tags: Reunions, Nakamaship, Introspection, Fluff, Domesticity (!)

Post-Timeskip setting, between Sabaody and Fishman Island. Read Chapter 2 here.

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Surrounded by tumultuous battle and the distant booming of cannons, the Thousand Sunny begins to sink. The waves churn and slosh against her hull with increasing might; glinting foam breaks across the sky in half-formed arcs and yet not a single drop touches the grass below.

The crew watches, wonder shining in their eyes. Roronoa Zoro counts, sharp gaze touching upon every familiar face, every smile that glows with shared relief, then starts over.

Nine. Nine, again.

Finally complete, the Strawhats are swallowed by the sea.

In a heartbeat, the breathless moment dissolves into the usual chaos as Nami commands their gradual descent: Usopp and Chopper screech in unison about this sea king and that monster over Franky’s good-natured reassurances at the helm and the melodic humming coming from Brook; blooming and wilting like flowers, Robin’s elegant hands crop up all over the deck where Sanji and Zoro are wrangling the sails against the ocean’s massive current–

The Sunny moves like a living thing underneath them and through it all, Luffy laughs and laughs like he couldn’t get himself to stop even if he tried.

Having his friends back is a delight in and of itself but it’s that sound that does it. Zoro can feel the rough edges of the past months knit themselves together into something nostalgic, something fond, a type of gooey-warm devotion that became second nature somewhere along the line.

Like muscle memory, dormant for a while and never forgotten. It’s good to be home.

And yeah, he’s the first to admit soft things don’t come easy to him. There is a private smile on his lips, though, one he doesn’t care to hide. There’s no reason to, not here. Above them, a school of fish swims by, silhouetted by the sun like silver-coated birds and–

“Woah, it’s huge! Is that a shark?”

–the smile turns into a grin. Zoro’s eye meets those of his captain and, before Monkey D. Luffy can utter the idea brewing in that rubber brain of his, Shusui glides out of its sheath smoothly. Luffy cackles and together they stand, with their crew behind and the vast ocean ahead.

“You ready, Zoro?”

Those three little words settle in the spaces between skin and muscle and bone and – after two long years of worrying, wishing, waiting – Zoro nods and gladly takes his place beside the man who will be Pirate King.

The reunion party takes days to run its course until, on the third night, even the most energetic among the Strawhats are turning to their spot on Sunny’s deck for a cozy evening. A bonfire burns brightly in their midst and, under Sanji’s watchful eye, all kinds of sausages and vegetables sizzle away on a makeshift grill. Curiously, the smoke it produces leaves the resin coating of the ship in small, harmless bubbles – arms crossed and leaning back against the railing, Zoro follows their path until they disappear into depths unknown like sticky shooting stars.

A bit of imagination and even this cobalt sky can yield a few constellations, though it would take a creative mind like Usopp’s to name them all. Their presence is soothing, regardless.

No need to look so glum, Mihawk had said, that first night an eternity ago, after awkwardly hovering in Zoro’s periphery for far too long.

It had been a clumsy attempt at comfort at best. There was blood on the cuffs of his shirt and the soot of cannon fire still clung to his coat; made vague by the darkness, it was nonetheless the kind of tangible proof that all those headlines in the paper lacked. Somewhere out there, the ruins of Marineford smoldered. Somewhere out there, his captain was hurting.

Zoro had just huffed and stared out into the void. There was nothing to say, nothing at all.

There had been a quiet sigh, and steps echoing in the silence. Arms crossed, Mihawk had stared until Zoro couldn’t but stare back, quietly surprised by the intensity of emotion burning where nobody dared to look for it.

Don’t grieve what you haven’t lost, kid. You’re all under the same sky, after all.

Still, Zoro muses, eye slipping shut and shoulders relaxing against the Sunny’s comfortable embrace. Around him, the ever-present chatter of the crew dulls to a low rush. This is better.

The transition between sleep and consciousness is so gradual that Zoro doesn’t bother to track down the moment he dozes off. Eventually, there is a subtle shift around him, like gravity itself bends and realigns towards a greater force – a silent force, and that is what makes Zoro glance up between sleepy blinks.

There Luffy stands, hand on his hat and his hat on his chest and a woven-straw brim barely covering the crater of a scar below it. The fire casts shadows on Luffy’s face (Is it doubt flickering there? Indecisiveness?) and yet they’re fleeting enough to make Zoro question what he sees, fractured as his vision has become.

Then Luffy notices he’s awake and it’s all gone with a smile. “Napping already?”, he chuckles as he hops on the railing next to him. Zoro shrugs and stretches with a satisfied grunt.

“We getting close?”

“Nope, not yet.” Luffy snickers as Zoro slumps right back to where he was, his back snug against warmed wood. Sandals flip-flop along with the carefree swinging of Luffy's feet. “It’s okay, though. More chances to listen to Usopp’s stories! He met the Hercules, can you imagine?”

“Hardly”, Zoro grumbles indistinctly enough to not disturb the starry-eyed marvel on Luffy’s face. “Did he tell the one about the man-eating plant turned island yet?”

“The what?!”

It’s impossible not to laugh at how wide Luffy’s eyes can get: Zoro snorts and gestures towards the shape of Usopp on the other side of deck, a silent have at him that Luffy almost follows.

Almost. Cheers and laughter carry over from Usopp’s loosely assembled audience, and Chopper’s astounded What, really?! proves the story being told is a good one. Even so, the motion to launch himself into an unsuspecting Usopp is stopped mid-way and Luffy bounces back to the railing.

Huh.

At Zoro’s questioning grunt, the man just shakes his head and lowers his hat to his lap. “Ah, y’know. We have time now, right?”, he says with a thread of serenity woven into his voice – one that wasn’t there, last time they spoke, and the realization that Luffy is pacing himself shouldn’t feel this monumental.

Zoro lets his gaze linger, this time: over the subtle lines around Luffy’s eyes and the hint of exhaustion underneath; over all the little scars dusting his knuckles, old and new, and the gentle back-and-forth of his thumb over the ribbon of his hat, a mindless gesture of comfort that aches, somehow.

Threadbare it has become, this most faithful of companions. The red is long washed out by the sun and the sea and hell knows what else. Gratitude registers as a warm glow at Zoro’s core, for it being there when none of them could. For weathering the storms and the tears and the laughter, from the instant it left Shanks’ head to this very moment.

“It’s looking good”, Zoro comments lightly as he sits up and rubs the last traces of sleep from his eye. “Feels like ages ago that Nami had to stitch the hat back together. After… Buggy, was it? The clown guy.”

The expression on Luffy’s face goes a bit funny at that, half-way to a grimace yet too fond to be one. “Hah, yeah, him. I’ll have to thank him next time we see him, him and Jinbei and the others.”

Zoro blinks. That… makes no sense at all. Then again, Mihawk did grumble about the clown becoming a warlord, so weirder things have happened. “Who’s Jinbei?”

Luffy smiles, then, bright and toothy. “A friend! Don’t worry, you’ll meet him soon. He’s all serious and talks about honor a lot, so.”

So you’ll like him, Zoro fills in for him and huffs to himself. That part of himself that is fiercely independent wants to argue the point – then again, Luffy’s instincts are rarely off the mark.

Another thing to look forward to, then. Hopefully this Jinbei guy likes to drink.

“Say, Zoro?”

In a bundle of rubbery limbs and rustling fabric, Luffy joins him on the grassy deck, legs crossed and hat back where it belongs. His head tilts curiously, the steady weight of his full attention one Zoro shoulders with ease. “Where did you go?”

Ah, that. It’s a question he’s heard a few times this week, along with How in the world were you first? and What the hell happened to your eye? and Zoro has no room to complain. He, too, keeps a list of names in his heart, and the question marks around their fates are a subtle discomfort but very much there.

It’s weird to think of adventure as something they can experience even when forced apart.

And so Zoro tells him, about the castle standing proud among ruins and the ship that wrecked before it even touched the sea and the day he bowed to become stronger. He doesn’t mention the tense days spent in-between, reading the newspaper near-obsessively for even a scrap of new information. That black-and-white image of his captain standing alone on a battlefield is fresh in his memory, and will remain there for eternity. “Took me a while to get what you were trying to say”, he admonishes without heat, and Luffy nods sagely.

“I know, right? So complicated… Without Rayleigh I would’ve mixed everything up.”

That confirms that theory, then. A whole library of those exists in Zoro’s mind, years’ worth of theories and questions gone unanswered and wild speculation and it doesn’t matter, not anymore. Not with Luffy sitting next to him, looking more at peace than Zoro expected, deep down.

“You did well, Luffy.”

The words are out before he really thinks them through. It feels right, though, to see surprise dawn on Luffy’s face; the pride Zoro places in his voice soon takes root in the square set of Luffy’s shoulders, too, and the strong line of his back.

Then, he grins, eyes alight and squinting with it. Like this, the signs of weariness melt off entirely and there Luffy is, a little older, a little more mature and scarred to hell but still the happy-go-lucky idiot Zoro chose to follow two years ago.

“We really made it, huh, Zoro? It felt like forever and I was wondering if I’m just dreaming or something but… We’re finally here.”

Zoro sighs and reaches over and pulls the hat down, the brim briefly covering the amused chuckle on Luffy’s lips before it’s righted again. “’course it’s real, captain. You think we’d all bust our asses to be on time for some dream? Seriously.”

Luffy is still laughing, “I mean, you were early! Everyone was so surprised!”, poking him in the cheek and wiggling his feet in delight. Zoro lets him have it for a second longer than he normally would have before he rolls his eye and gets up.

“C’mon, rubber-for-brains, there’s some sake I brought that’s calling my name. Oi, Usopp! What was that thing with the plant island again?”

And with the sound of stretching rubber and a not-so-distant crash, Luffy is gone and Usopp yells.

>>Read Chapter 2

#one piece #roronoa zoro #monkey d. luffy #zolu #one piece fanfiction #i love..... zoro so much.....#my stuff #this fic is also on AO3!#(lets hope the readmore works this time huff huff)

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disneydeb1928 · 4 years ago

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One Piece Theories: JoyBoy’s Treasure on Laugh Tale

- The Void Century Theories, Part 2

This is the second part of my Void Century Theories Series.

Joy Boy’s Promise to Princess Poseidon regarding Noah and the Treasure on Laugh Tale

Created during the Void Century, Noah is a giant ship that was a part of a failed attempt to move into the human world – although its exact mission is unknown (and would only be revealed the day it is raised). Joy Boy made a promise to the princess of Fish-Man island, Poseidon, to use her powers to raise the ship to the surface. However, for unknown reasons, Joy Boy was unable to fulfill his side of the agreement. In regret, he left an apology etched onto a poneglyph. Since then, the Fish-Men have kept Noah until “the day that must come” (Ch. 636). Later on, we get a flashback in which the sea kings discussing the reincarnation of their “king” (AKA Poseidon, and now Shirahoshi) and how there would between her and meeting with another sovereign who is to be born in a distant sea (Ch. 968).

During the Fish-Man Island arc, the Sea Kings remark that the time for Noah’s mission was almost here (Ch. 647).

Speculation: If we were to believe Clover’s hypothesis, then this has some serious implications for the timeline. He believes that the Poneglyphs were sought out as a way to conserve history after the Great Kingdom realized they were losing. This means that, by the time that Joy Boy left his apology, the Great Kingdom was already losing. If Joy Boy was in fact a member of the Great Kingdom, as many theorize, it would explain why he was unable to follow through with his plan to raise Noah.

We also know that, at some point, Joy Boy left some type of treasure on the island Laugh Tale. In Chapter 967, Oden says this about what they found:

“We had learned about everything in the world. We learned about the Void Century. We learned about the meaning of the D. name. We learned about the Ancient Weapons. I, at least, learned that Wano had connected with the world in the past. But do you want to know what Gol D. Roger, King of the Pirates, did when the treasure he sought was placed in front of his very eyes? He laughed. We laughed as well, to the point where tears started pouring out of our eyes.”

So, from this, we know that whatever Joy Boy left gave explanations for:

· The Void Century

· The Ancient Weapons

· The meaning of the D. Name

Therefore, we can conclude that, as we all thought, that they are all connected. They are all intertwined with the Great Kingdom and Joy Boy.

Another interesting point, is the fact that whatever they discovered, caused them to laugh. Roger even says,

“Joy Boy, I… I really wish I had been born in the same era as you. You left behind such an unbelievable treasure… !! What a funny story!!”

He specifically mentions a “funny story”, which leads me to believe that there is probably a Poneglyph left on the island. I doubt that it is the only thing that he left behind, but I think it is safe to say that we can expect to find one.

We knew from the Marineford arc that Roger was aware of the true meaning of the ‘D.’ name, but now we know that he got that information from Joy Boy’s treasure. Information that he would eventually give to Whitebeard, telling him “it’s a story from long ago…”.

When Whitebeard confirms the One Piece existence during Marineford, he says this,

“Sengoku… your World Government is afraid… afraid of the coming war that will engulf the world!! I wasn’t interested, but when someone finds that treasure… the world will be shaken to its core…!! Someone will find it. That day will certainly come…One piece… it exists!!!”

Honestly, this could mean absolutely anything and doesn’t really do much in terms of specifics, but what it does give, is some credence to what Clover said regarding the Great Kingdom. He said that all the answers lie in the history of what happened during the Void Century. Considering we now know that what Joy Boy left was an explanation of exactly that, and that Whitebeard says that the truth is going to be “shaken to its core”, lines up with what Clover believed. It is interesting that Whitebeard says that a war will commence after someone finds the One Piece. For there to be a war, it either needs to be over a powerful object (which could be the ancient weapons) or due to anger. However, considering the Roger Pirates laughed when they found the treasure, I don’t believe that’s it.

Also, what Oden concluded from what he learned on Laugh Tale, is that the Wano Country should have their borders open to the world before the day Joy Boy returns (in 20 years). This brings up something I’ve heard a lot of people talking about. Everyone in the One Piece universe keeps speaking of Joy Boy as if he’s suddenly going to rise from the dead. So, either:

· A) He really is going to come back to life. (I’m looking at you, Im-sama’s freezer room)

· B) He is going to reincarnate.

· C) Joy Boy is a title.

Honestly, out of all of these, the one that feels the most like Oda, is option C. Especially when you take into consideration the “Will of D.” which I will discuss later, I feel that it has the most potential. For starters, I really don’t see Oda bringing someone back to life. We already have a main character. Bringing a character with as much hype as Joy Boy with only 5 years left of a series (which accounts for, like, 2 arcs) isn’t a move I can see Oda making. However, I will say, that Im-Sama’s funky freezer room did look like a crypt [but more on that later].

Addendum: In the post-credits secret ending (which was written by Oda), Roger berates one of his crewmembers for having made an eternal pose for Laugh Tale. He grabs it and tosses it into the ocean. After that, he claims “We were too early…”.

Updated: 9/13/2021. In one of the more recent chapters, after Kaido kicks Luffy off of his giant skull, the Emperor says,

Which heavily supports - if not confirms - the theory of Joyboy being a title.

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konfuse · 6 years ago

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History is bound to repeat itself

Franky X Robin fanfiction I 1271 words I Rating: G I future-fic

Years after Luffy became the pirate king, Robin and Franky return to Ohara to rebuild the land of the scholars.

A new place for scientists and scholars to remember the past and to work on the future.

Fanfiction on AO3

“Hey, Robin…”

“What is it, Franky?”

The archeologists of the Strawhats looked up from her book and over to Franky who sat at his desk, reading a letter. She liked to sit in his workshop.

“What are you going to do after Strawhat became the King of the Pirates? After you deciphered the Porneglyphs and know what had happened in the void century?”

Robin tried to ignore the paralyzing and cold feeling of panic in her lungs and stomach whenever she thought about what would happen afterwards. And composed as always she answered:

“I’m not sure yet. What about you?”

“I’m not sure either. I mean I could return to Water Seven and help Bakaburg to let the island float…”

“You could.”

“You could come with me if you want.”

She stilled for a second, unsure what to do with this information while at the same time a warmth started to grow in her chest.

“I… maybe I will… if you’ll have me.”

“I will! If you’ll have me.”

Both looked at each other before turning away, trying to hide their blushes. Franky had to clean his throat before he continued:

“And if Bakabergs construction is working, maybe we can rebuild your home.”

“What?”

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It was a couple of years later, after Luffy had been declared King of the Pirates, after Water Seven had become a floating Island, when Franky and Robin finally started their project.

While Franky had helped Iceburg to keep Water Seven afloat Robin had searched for the coordinates of Ohara and had started to collect books.

The day they finally arrived they found an island covered in grass. The land, that was once the island of the scholars. No animals were around but birds, nesting on the ground. Robin couldn’t believe her eyes. Everything looked different but this was her home.

Franky first had build a harbour and a pier, then the couple started with planting some trees Cherry and Orange, some Oak and Pines. Then Franky build a little hut for them to live in, so they did not have to stay on the ship anymore. Robin used the time to start a garden, she planted her favorite flowers.

“You will miss to sleep on the ship, won’t you?”

“It’s fine. It’s easier this way… this is the reason why I brought all this wood along anyway,” with a small smile he hugged her nearer to his chest before they fell asleep.

On one of her trips around the island, Robin had found the location of the old tree of wisdom. Some of it old roots were still visible and she found the entry to the underground where she and the other scholars had studied the porneglyphs.

For now it was impossible to enter but she would later ask Franky if he could do something about that. Nearby she found a small seedling, almost a meter in height.

“I hope you’ll grow as strong as your father,” she told it with a small smile.

The next was a little library, not far away from the seedling, that Robin now took care of. She helped it grow stronger.

They brought all of Robins books to the new library.

“It will take some time to fill all of this.”

“You’re right but in the end it will be worth it. It is important to collect knowledge and to make it available for everyone,” with a sigh she leaned on Franky.

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Whenever their friends passed by they would bring more books and the library slowly grew. Nami brought copies of her maps and Sanji brought copies of his receipts. Chopper would bring medical books that he did not need anymore and one day Usopp brought a book with his own stories and illustrations. Zoro didn’t have much to share but a little booklet about swords. It had been a present but he wanted it to survive time. There were notes about every single sword, who the owner was and where they might be found. Brook promised to stay here on the day when everyone else had perished because he himself was walking, talking history. Luffy himself presented them the log of Sunny.

“These documents will have a special place in this library. They tell the story of the pirate king from his crew's perspective,” the historians fingers carefully caress the leather.

“I’ll add the Sunnys blueprints. Iceburg also sent us copies of all blueprints he has. What about you Robin. Will you add something else beside your whole collection of books?”

“Everything,” her smile was bright as she looked up to the man at her side.

One day an unknown ship arrived onboard was a young man who knelt in front of Robin, begging her to take her in as an apprentice. He wants to learn everything about history. They let him sleep in their house while they argued about it.

“It is dangerous.”

“I know but an apprentice is important. Someone has to continue the work.”

“He is not aware of the dangers that come with being a historian…”

“So weren’t you. But isn’t it important to teach exactly that?”

“How do we know if we can’t trust him?”

“Time will tell.”

Robin sighed, aware that he was right.

So the young man stayed, helped Robin with work in the library, learned to translate texts. He did a good job.

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Another ship arrived. A family. They asked for some small part of the island, to build a new home. They had lost everything and want to rebuild.

“More people will come.”

“Yeah… more people means more danger.”

“True but if we want to rebuild this island, we can’t do it alone.”

“I’m aware.”

“It’s your home, Robin. It’s for you to decide.”

The woman looked out of the window, seeing the small huts, build in a hurry by Franky. Her assistant was playing with the kids while the mother and the father hung up clothes.

Of course he was right.

The family settled down and started a farm. They shared their vegetables.

More ships arrived. Some carried old friends who settled down after their own adventures. Some carried new people in hope for a better life. They founded a bakery, a butcher, a fisherman, a school, more farms, a little shop. And even more scholars.

The tree, the children, the population grew. And everything will work out.

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Even more years later that Robin sits under the seedling, grown to a good three meter, reading a book.

Her hair is slowly becoming white, the reflection in the mirror reminding her every day of her mother. Her mother who had left her at a young age to find the truth. The truth she had recovered. A lot of books in the library are dedicated to the void century, written by her. Secrets hidden away for hundreds of years, uncovered by her. Her life and dream. And it’s even better because she can share it. With new and old friends.

She wonders if her mother is proud of her.

Something makes her look up and she sees Franky walk up to her, greeting left and right. Everyone loves and respects him.

With a smile she closes her book and waits for him. Without missing a step he reaches for her and helps her up.

“Where have you been all day?”

“Here.”

“Brook will join us soon.”

“Already?”

“He says he is too old for touring the world. He feels it in his bones.”

“Skull joke.”

Holding hands they walk towards their own little house, with a garden full of flowers. Their home.

And the home for the rest of their life.

#Frobin #Franky x Robin #OP fanfiction #One Piece #fanfiction #myart #sorry for all the mistakes #but this has been in my mind since forever #and I finally finished it #so it's time to share

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dofuuu · 6 years ago

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Yay!!! You're finally doing one of these ask things :D Here you go my fren: ⛵️ 🙅 👾 🃏 😕 🔍 Indulge me with your fandom goodness~~♡

aaaaaaa!!! thank you!!! i love you!!!!!!!!!!!

⛵️ Fave pirate ship? (like boat ship)

the thousand sunny is such a cool ship because the straw hats have a talented one-of-a-kind shipwright!!! thanks to extremely powerful cannons that propel air, the sunny can be shot up into the air, and it houses a small row-boat, a mini-submarine, and the lion figurehead can shoot out a cool laser!! there are other features that i can’t recall atm, but the thousand sunny is such a magnificent ship!!! :’D

🙅Least favourite Straw Hat?

i love all the straw hats !! but i preface this by saying that i don’t dislike him, but i do dislike one aspect of sanji. he acts like a pervert sometimes, and that can be kind of annoying to watch… but then again, he’s never one to lay a finger on or threaten a woman.

he’s characterized as a chivalrous man, but sometimes he sees some boobies and goes absolutely fuckin nuts (but again, still, he wouldn’t dare cause any harm or ever touch a woman in an inappropriate sense)

sanji’s character has a lot of depth though and there’s really so much more to him than what i’ve mentioned here !!! i like him, however; i will admit that he wouldn’t be in my personal top 10 one piece characters list

👾Fave villain?

katakuri!! i really loved him in one of the most recent arcs: he’s the second son of an emperor, and his whole entire family– as well as the people who are governed under his mother’s rule– views him as “the perfect man”. he is very strong, trained himself so well that he can sense incoming dangers well in advance, he doesn’t need to eat, and he never lets his guard down and so, he does not lay down at all… or so they think.

although it might seem like it, in actuality, he is not the man people portray him as. there is a tiny flaw that would be enough to denounce him, to elicit scornful remarks from the same people that would readily bow at his feet, and that would be the appearance of his jaw (which he tries to hide with a scruffy scarf-like covering). as well, he never dares to eat anything in front of other people for the fear that even his family would hate him, even going so far as to kill anyone that accidentally sees his jaw. holding a person up to such a high, god-like pedestal can be so damaging, which is why he is a very relatable villain.

he is also not a heartless fighter– when he fought and was subsequently defeated by luffy, there was honour in the battle. at one point, he was assisted by one of his sisters, but he found the idea of cheating in a battle disgusting and refused to accept her help, despite being evenly matched and already bruised and battered while fighting luffy at the time.

at his very core, katakuri is a very decent man; he cares for and does his best to protect his siblings, but he was forced into this absurd title of being “perfect”. let the man lay down, eat donuts, and enjoy his life like he wants to ffs!!!

🃏 Who has the Best Hat? (the true question)

this is so hard!!! i was torn between ace’s (symbolism), law’s (tbh… character bias) and luffy’s but i’ll have to go with luffy’s !!! so, Best Hat is luffy’s Straw Hat!!! :D

luffy’s hat didn’t start off as just being his: this hat once belonged to no other than the “pirate king” himself!! a man named shanks came into possession of this hat – that was at one point in time, donned by the most notorious pirate to sail the seas– who then gave the hat to luffy!!

as a side note, shanks is like luffy’s father; although not tied by blood, he was a man that he looked up and greatly aspired to be while being friendly and joking around with him (i wouldn’t be surprised if shanks made dad jokes at one point haha)

how cool is it to wear the priceless hat of the pirate king himself while also on a mission to become the next pirate king?!?!?! ‘cause i think that that’s fucking amazing!!! >:O

😕Scariest character?

big mom a.k.a charlotte linlin is so scary. holy shit man

she is katakuri’s mother and linlin can decimate entire countries with the massive power and strength she possesses at her disposal. she has a power that can bring inanimate objects to life– like a tree, or a wooden door- making the territory that she has control over a creepy place where even the flowers would sing and eerie tune happily over your dying body, were you to be trapped there as an unwelcome guest.

linlin is largely motivated by her hunger cravings, which can have fatal effects on her own cities!! she’ll massacre innocent populations and her own children if it means that she will be given the sweet dessert that she wishes to taste for the moment. there is not a hint of regret at her actions in the aftermath, either.

her childhood is the most fucked up thing, let me tell you!! she was abandoned by her parents for her unruly behaviour, and the damage she caused from her large size and physical strength (in the one piece world, people can be so huge or so small– just as a child, linlin was the size of both her normal-sized fully grown adult parents).

she was soon taken in by a lady that she would soon call “mother carmel”. mother carmel also fostered many other children under her care, and everything was going well at the time: mother carmel treated the children nicely, and they were one large family. however, linlin’s inability to suppress her own strength and hunger cravings were still prevalent at this time as well. hell, even at such a young age, she was rampaging through a village on the island they were all on.

on linlin’s 6th birthday, mother carmel and the rest of her new-found family held a birthday feast for linlin !! but that was the biggest mistake that mother carmel could have made.

in her moments of overwhelming bliss and euphoria, linlin devoured not only the delicious sweets, but her mother and friends as well, despite their agonizing screams of panic and confusion– begging her to stop, but their cries did not reach her ears.

after the horrifying and gruesome scene, and after linlin came to her senses, she did not even suspect a single thing to be wrong or out-of-place, other than the fact that no one was with her celebrating her birthday anymore. she cried out for her family, but not one responded. they were gone. did they abandon her like her original parents? where did they go? why did they leave?

she loved them all dearly– especially mother carmel, even after their sudden disappearance. she loved her so much that decades later in the future, the most valuable thing that this now-emperor treasures is a simple photo of her.

if that story wasn’t messed up enough, let me tell you a little more. mother carmel was not just a kind old lady with the aim to provide the children she adopted with a happy future. no, she was actually a child trafficker. her main mission at the time was to raise and sell linlin to the world government military so that they can use her as a weapon, to further gov’t power. far less people would be inclined to opposed gov’t orders if threatened by this monster that could easily decimate an entire population. the world gov’t has seriously corrupt bastards running it if they would be willing to buy children……….. away from the public eye, of course.

years upon years later after linlin’s 6th birthday, she still doesn’t know that the person she adored the most in her life was a woman that just wanted to sell her.

or that she ate her, for that matter.

so yeah!! linlin’s scary because she causes so much destruction and grief and she was never taught right from wrong or how to control herself, and so, she ends up being a whirlwind of chaos (with a super fucked up past)

🔍 What do you think the One Piece is?

ohhh that’s a super hard question ;^; i’m not the best person to ask for this since i lack creativity, but we will most certainly learn about the world history once the straw hats discover the one piece !!! there is a period in time that is titled “the void century” wherein no surviving history book contains any details about these years. the world gov’t hides any information regarding this century, but no one knows– save for a select few if i recall correctly– what happened. it will involve the clan of D (families that were given a middle initial of D for a mysterious reason), but how ?? so many questions and i can’t even fathom the answers @__@

#ask #vivaldifollia #one piece #tysm again!!!!!!! you're such a nice fren ;v;#this took so long but i hope it's interesting for you to read !!!! ;u;

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apphiarothowrites · 1 year ago

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Neither Sabo nor Ace can remember a time when they weren't in each other's dreams. They also can't remember a time when there wasn't something else there with them.

It feels like forever before they can find it, almost like it's shy. Almost like it doesn't want to be found. Almost like it doesn't care.

Distant, apart, quiet and unassuming. But they always know it's there, somewhere, in it's own little corner just waiting. Waiting for what, they don't know, but they strive to eventually find out.

It's between their real birthdays when they finally find it-or rather who. A rude old man (and, 12 years later when they finally find him while awake, they'll call him that to his face and never mean it) who tells them he was there first and that they're being loud and noisy.

They figured out quickly that he's never around for very long (long before actually finding him, they can just sense it-just Know when he's there and when he isn't). They feel him come and go, pop in and then back out, and for a while they like it that way. For years, they prefer it that way. He's rude and different and old and he doesn't really seem to want to do much other than lay around in his dark little corner so he's boring too.

It takes four years and Luffy before they figure out the problem. Luffy's got more than one soulmate too-he's got a whole heaping three-and he says that one of his soulmates doesn't sleep much so they don't see him in the dreams very often. When that one does show up, Luffy says, he's tired and all he wants to do is rest instead of keep playing with everyone else.

That makes Ace think, which makes Sabo think. They talk about it during the day, when Luffy isn't around, but aren't sure what to do about it. If they can do anything about it. But, they ask themselves, what if he's boring and rude and different because he doesn't sleep much? If he's cranky and mean because they're too loud like he said?

They eventually ask Makino, because she's older than them and she knows everything and she's nice. She tells them to simply ask the man what he wants. "If he's as 'old' as you say he is, he probably knows what he needs and what you can do to help him. Just don't get mad at him if there isn't anything you can do."

That very night they trounce into their soulmate's little corner of the dream, light leaking in behind them through the gap they barely fit through, and purposefully invade closer than they've ever gotten before. Up this close, they can finally get a good look at him.

They knew he was blonde, like Sabo. They didn't know how tall he was, always laying down as he is. They didn't know he had a huge tattoo on his chest or that his eyes were blue. He watches them from under lazily opened eyes, relaxed the same way a tiger is relaxed. Which is to say, not at all and only pretending that he is.

Sabo wonders, and later asks Ace, what he's relaxing on. There's nothing in this man's corner of the dream-just a big black and warm void. The "ground" if you can call it that feels funny under their feet-squishy and soft almost like the rug in Makino's but still very different too.

"What do you want now-yoi?"

Ace is the braver of the two of them this time. "You don't sleep a lot, do you."

The man blinks, his eyes going a little wide. Sabo smirks and Ace grins. "I knew it! You're never here for very long, so you must not be sleeping much!"

"You're pretty observant for a brat-yoi." The man says.

Sabo's smirk drops into a growl, he crosses his arms. "Well, we were gunna be nice about it. But if you're just gunna be an asshole we'll leave. Right Ace?"

"Sure Sabo. If wants to be boring and old by himself, that's fine by me!"

"Cheeky little bastards, the both of you." The man says at their backs.

Then, just as they slip back out of the tiny gap from his little corner into their molded world, they hear him say "And I'm not that old! I'm only 31!"

"That's ancient!" They chorus back. "Old geezer!"

"My name is Marco, damnit-yoi! You little shi-" The man sits up, trying to yell at them, but he never finishes. Gone from his little corner, gone from the dream once again.

The next morning they ask Dadan about Marco. She goes pale at the name and description and refuses. So they ask around town, to similar reactions. Confused and frustrated, they go to Makino again.

She sits them down in the kitchen behind the bar with tea and looks tired. "You remember Shanks? And that he's a very powerful pirate?"

They both nod together.

"Well, Marco is kind of like Shanks. Marco is a pirate too, who works for a very powerful pirate named Whitebeard. In fact, Marco is the First Mate of Whitebeard's entire crew-his right hand man."

"Oh...like Benn is for Shanks?" Ace asks.

Makino nods solemnly. "Yes. He's very strong-as strong as Shanks if not even stronger. Everyone's nervous about you two talking to him because they don't want any more pirates coming to visit."

"That's stupid." Sabo declares. "Marco's a boring old man who just sleeps in a dark corner in our dreams. And even then he doesn't sleep for very long anyway! Why would he want to come find visit?"

For some reason, that makes Makino's eyes tear up. She sniffs and smiles through it, but she's tearing up all the same. "Because you're soulmates, silly. Of course he wants to meet you."

"But we've already met in the dream...?" Ace wonders aloud.

Makino wipes her eyes. "It's not the same, I'm afraid. But someday you'll learn what I mean."

More Dreams Shared

(call this bitch a redux, let's go over it again but make it brand new because I decided I didn't like the angle I came at it with before. maybe call this bitch an edit, a second draft, because there's parts of the original that I like that will be the same that I literally just copy/pasted but I'm Doing It Differently Damnit)

Marco lives to 22 never sharing his dreams. When he ate his fruit and his need for rest diminished to barely an hour a night he didn't think it would be a problem. He didn't have a soulmate, his dreams were a black void of restful nothing and didn't seem in a state to change when he was 14 (when he ate the fruit that changed it all turned that restful nothing into a bed of obscured feathers, surrounding him in the warmth of his own hidden body and let him soothe himself by listening to his own heart beat).

Then only a scant two months after his 22nd birthday, everything changes. He falls asleep knowing he'll be up and active again in two hours and instead of the dark, familiar nothing he gets...something else. Riots of sound and color, voices that make his ears bleed saying things he can't understand, sensation whirring in patterns he's never known before. A presence, confused and distant but resting all the same as Marco is, is there waiting for him.

When he wakes up, disoriented and disturbed, he tells Pops immediately. Pops' expression becomes thoughtfully grave and serious, like he knows something Marco doesn't. He tells Marco to give it time. A few months, maybe things will become clearer.

They don't.

Instead, just a few weeks into the strange new routine, a second presence appears. The riot of color and sound and confusion only intensifies. Marco can barely sense anything through the cacophonous atmosphere, let alone where these two strangers might be in relation to himself in it all. Their collective overstimulating dreamscape leaves Marco shaken and tired upon waking.

His dreams become something he dreads. He drives himself to exhaustion avoiding the need to sleep. He finds the limits of his fruit's ability to renew his stamina, pushes beyond those, and crashes hard multiple times. His crashes result in prolonged 8-hour deep sleeps in that massive rushing, pushing, incoherent riot of color and sound that have him curling around himself in pain. Overstimulated and pushed to the edges of what he can handle.

He tries so many times to make it stop, pushes against the dreams until they burst into riotous nightmares of rejection and oppressive sorrow. He tries different angles, finding the edges of the dreams where he can pry a little peace out of the cacophony of insanity instead of trying to force it all away from himself-finds ways to work around instead of reject his soulmates. He reaches out for them every time, tries to tell them somehow that it's all too much and he can't handle everything that they're experiencing and forcing him to experience with them, but it never works. They never respond, seemingly only able to throw emotions he can't name and sights or sounds he can't understand at him without pause.

Pops eventually gives him the nudge. If he can't reach them, then he must allow them to come to him. He must assert his will the way he had previously-create his restful, warm, feathery nothing once again and wait them out.

So he does. He pulls the edges of the dream around himself, sections off a little part of the whole thing just barely big enough to fit into, and bundles down in there. He can rest again in his dreams, the walls of the dream muting the sound and sights and sensations and the tiny gap left behind enough to give him a peek into how his soulmates grow and change.

It takes years.

And then, all at once, he can see-hear-perceive them--and he wishes he didn't.

#AR writes #dreamsharing soulmates

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fivedayslater · 7 years ago

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I’m bored and with no one piece chapter or episode this week I have to fill that void somehow

So I went onto ao3 and decided to rate the first 10 sanji pairings I came across

LETS GO

Zoro/Sanji: this ship. This ship right here. Is It. It’s the first ship you’ll find in the port and it’s the last ship you’ll ever need. What do you like in a ship? Do you like bickering? Check. Do you like teamwork so tight they don’t need to talk about it? Check. Do you like them trying to die for each other? Double check. They can be anything you want, friends t lovers? Got that. Enemies to lovers? Done. Enemies to friends to lovers? In spades. Skip lovers and go right to fuckbuddies? They can do that to, they can be anything you want them to be. They have that thing that chemistry that just clicks together with every part of each other. Yeah, they’re the ship you can’t escape but sometimes popular things are popular for a reason and it’s pretty great. You got something real specific - and I mean real specific - that you’re craving? Someone wrote that fic 10 years ago you are set for life with these two. 10/10

Katakuri/Sanji: listen I’ve been digging this since Sanji dodged his bean during the wedding and honestly? Still digging it. Polar opposites on some levels, the failure Prince/the favored son, but so similar on others. What’s that katakuri, your family’s turning their back on you because you’ve show a weakness? Sanji’s been there, Sanji understands let Sanji love you. The fact that they’re on opposite sides of this fight? Absolutely fansatsic. They fact that they aren’t the ones going at it personally? Disappointing. 7/10

Ace/Sanji: the OG flame boys. Remember in the anime when when ace shows up and just. Lights Sanji’s cigarette for him?? With his devil fruit powers?? Super casual like?? Absolute power move Sanji was super into that. And then when Ace was super polite?? And offered to help with shit?? That had never happened to Sanji before ever he was in love instantly. Not a lot of canon interaction between the but the potential, the potential people, it is there and it’s endless and Does Not Disappoint. 8/10

Luffy/Sanji: okay so this?? This right here?? Is the shit. I mean Luffy loves food, and Sanji? He makes the food. Match made in heaven. Also there’s that thing where Luffy literally gave Sanji his life back twice now and Sanji would straight up give it all away again and then some just to see Luffy happy and safe but JOKES ON YOU Sanji he’s never safe and he’s happiest with you. You’re stuck with this boy for life and neither of you would have it any other way. Yeah that’s every straw hat and Luffy on some level but with Sanji it’s like super personal. Remember “without you I can’t become the pirate king”?? Yeah I wish someone loved me like that. Pairings strive to be as perfect as this and fall short every time. And no one ships this outside of me and three other people?? Like are you all blind?? Can you not see how perfect they are for each other?? Absolute madness. The entire fandom should be Ashamed that this isn’t more popular. 10/10

Law/Sanji: this ship lemme tell you I was there Gandalf at the very beginning, when the only thing to ship them on was that they were both from north blue, but ship them we did, and it was Glorious. Then they interacted and that too was Glorious. Here’s the thing, you know how Sanji usually is around guys? Angry and cursing and kicking. You know how he is around Law? Thoughtful and polite and considerate. Why’s that, you wonder, but you know. Deep down you Know. But then Sanji fucked off to zou halfway through dressrossa, and law is just. Skipping WCI like it doesn’t even matter. No way to treat your boyfriend. 7/10

Nami/Sanji: the ship that sucks you In and never let’s go. You think, oh hey theyre kinda cute together and that’s it, it has you forever. Here’s the thing, Sanji loves Nami and yeah he likes all women but Nami is by and far his Favorite. Sanji is the runaway prince that has too much love to give and Nami is the renegade theif that doesn’t realize she needs love until she has all of his. One piece isn’t into endgames but if it was they’d be running a restaurant together by the coast with 2.5 kids and a dog. 8/10.

Shanks/Sanji: there were pairings I was expecting to find and there were pairings I wasn’t expecting to find and this is neither of them because I didn’t even consider it until i saw the words with my own two eyes. And now that I have honestly? I can see it. Shanks is real similar to Luffy except older and marginally more responsible, and Sanji would be super into that. As for Sanji, well he’s capable of cooking large quantities of delicious food with minimal time and ingredients - perfect for when all you wanna do is sail around and have parties - and is loyal enough to be endearing but feisty enough to be interesting. 6/10

Reiju/Sanji: no no nope no imma stop you right there. I don’t do incest I’m out -10/10 who’s next?

Usopp/Sanji: now this is my Shit. It’s the ultimate slowburn ship it’s right there bubbling below the surface and you don’t even realize it then BAM it’s becomes so obvious. Sanji is everything usopp wants to be and usopp is everything Sanji needs to be and it’s just. They’re so good together so good for each other. I’d write them more often but everytime I try it ends in tragedy and the deserve so much more. They deserve the world. 9/10

Pudding/Sanji: remember that episode of Hey Arnold! Where Delilah thinks that Arnold likes her so she gets a crush on him even tho he’s not that into her but then Arnold does end up crushing on her but by the time he realizes it she’s gotten over her crush on him? They are like that but with an attempted murder. There’s two versions of this ship, one where they end up perfectly happy and in love because honestly? They’re made for each other and one where everything ends up a dumpster fire because they are both human disasters. Either way 7/10

#one piece #sanji #i dont wanna tag all the pairings cause i don't wanna get shot

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luffylaws · 7 years ago

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To See You Again

10 Days of Lawlu Day 9: R is for… Reunion

Summary: Law and Luffy are reunited after Whole Cake Island

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Wano was a mess, and from what Law had heard, Whole Cake Island had been the same.

He couldn’t wait to see Luffy again, and to make sure he was alright. He knew Chopper was more than capable, but this was beyond physical wellbeing. He needed to see Luffy. To make sure that he was still there, that he was real, that he was still smiling.

Of course when it actually happened, it came as a surprise.

“Torao!”

Law turned at the distinctive bellow of his just as distinctive nickname out of his boyfriend’s mouth. Luffy was running towards him at full speed. Seeing Luffy rushing towards him, Law opened his arms in anticipation.

Luffy threw himself at him and wrapped his arms around him. Law did the same. He buried his face in the crook of Luffy’s neck and shoulder, just breathing him in.

Then Luffy’s laughter reached his ears and a second later Luffy had wrapped his legs around Law’s middle, too, threatening to throw them off balance. Law took a step back to regain his balance, but he had to laugh too.

This was what it meant to be with Luffy.

“Welcome back,” Law said.

“You too,” Luffy said, even though it had been him who had returned to Law.

“I missed you,” Law whispered. He knew that Luffy had heard.

“Me too,” Luffy said.

Law pulled back and carefully set Luffy down, cupped his face with his hands, inspecting him carefully, gently. He was looking for anything: injuries, scratches, the hints of anything lying underneath that could have robbed Luffy of anything. But eventually he settled on his eyes again, which were the same as they had always been. Full of love and fire.

And Luffy? Luffy did the same. And ended up running his hand over the new scar on Law’s shoulder – barely healed tissue, really, no two weeks old. It reached down far enough on his arm to disrupt the lines of his tattoo.

“I’m sorry,” Luffy said.

Law shrugged. “It’s alright. It happens.” He had enough tattoos and enough skin. Nothing worse had happened.

“I’m gonna kick Kaido’s ass,” Luffy promised.

“You better,” Law said. “And I’m gonna be right there with you. But first we have to make up a plan.”

“And eat,” Luffy added.

“And eat,” Law said. “And sleep, hopefully.”

“And then you’ll have to tell me everything,” they both said at the same time. Luffy laughed again.

Law had forgotten what it felt like to have all the Strawhats together. It was contained mayhem, joy and chaos that came in waves.

But he hadn’t forgotten what it felt like to have Luffy with him – had missed him every day.

So they sat there together, sides touching, drink in Law’s hand (because one drink wouldn’t cloud his judgment enough to not be able to enjoy tonight, no matter what tomorrow brought) and their eyes on the campfire in front of them. Although Law’s kept straying to Luffy. He had learned the hard way how important it was to look at the people he loved as often as he could.

He hadn’t been away from Luffy for this long since they had gotten together. He had thought that he had gotten used to missing things – missing people – by now, but Luffy’s absence was so visceral, so loud in its silence, that he had noticed it immediately. It was like a void had been filled now that he was back.

Being able to look at him again was a privilege.

Luffy yawned and Law smiled. “We should turn it for the night,” he said. “There’s a lot to do tomorrow.”

“Fine,” Luffy said. He obviously wanted to keep talking with the others, who he hadn’t seen for just as long, but Law could see that he was being overwhelmed by his exhaustion. He got up and pulled Law up with him.

They said goodnight to the others and then headed off.

Their group had erected tents in their hideout on the far side of the island, in lieu of proper quarters for everyone on the Polar Tang – although they had motions in place to be able to retreat to its underwater safety quickly, in case they were discovered.

Law had been sharing a tent with Bepo until now, but his friend had moved his things to Shachi and Penguin’s tent once the rest of the Strawhats had arrived. He really knew Law all too well.

There were two bedrolls, and Law quickly kicked off his boots and pulled off his jeans to get under the covers. Luffy did the same.

Then, of course, he cuddled up to Law, dragging his unzipped sleeping bag with him.

“You’re always so cold,” he said. There was no accusation in his tone, it was almost completely neutral – a rarity for Luffy.

Law shrugged and put an arm around Luffy. “I don’t feel cold,” he said. “You just have a higher body temperature than other humans.” And well, when he had blankets and Luffy to warm him, he really couldn’t be cold.

“I really missed you,” Luffy said.

“I know,” Law said. “Me too.”

It felt easy to admit, and that in itself was a small miracle.

“You know this kind of thing is going to happen again, right?” Law asked. He wasn’t sure if it had even occurred to Luffy until now, but Law had definitely thought about it a lot.

He remembered a time when the Strawhats had just been a nuisance in his life, first a disruption of his carefully concocted plan and then a means to an end, an alliance he couldn’t wait to get out of as soon as possible. And then the slow change as he had spent more time with them – with Luffy. He had found himself caring, and fighting the feeling with all he had, because caring never led anywhere good, he already cared too much about his own crew – and subsequently losing that fight. He was in this for the long haul, he knew.

And that made the thought of having to leave again that much harder. Which of course led him to thinking about it constantly. His brain just loved to make him miserable.

“I know,” Luffy said, “but we’ll always find our way back to each other.”

His optimism was both expected, and a constant surprise to Law. How a single person could have amassed so much of it was a mystery to him.

He reached out and ran a hand over Luffy’s cheek. “Keep believing in that,” he told him.

Maybe then he would eventually believe in it too.

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