#thriller bark aftermath

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eyebrow reveal (the light hearted-interlude)

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(edit : put the earings back lol i think i forgot them on the prev ones too lmao)

[st-osmanthus]

Chapters: 1/1 Rating: General Audiences Relationships: Monkey D. Luffy & Roronoa Zoro Additional Tags: Gen or Pre-Slash, Fluff, Angst, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Devotion, Loyalty, Palate Cleanser, Guilt, POV Second Person

“I’m sorry, Kuina,” you try to apologize, but you would do it again, and knowing that, any apology is merely an empty condolence. You would do it ten thousand times and another ten thousand more if it means saving his life.

She doesn’t stop crying. She’s so small. She will forever remain this small — a little fae of a girl for whom time has stopped. You will never see her stand tall, sword in her hands, a loving family by her side. She will never write you letters or send mementos from her travels. She lives solely in your pride, and you have chosen to discard it.

[eggrollforyou]

Wait for Me

Zoro x F!reader x Law

Summary: you, a fellow Straw Hat, and the crew are separated at Sabaody. Saved by Law, you have to decide if you’ll accept his help or cut your losses and handle things on your own until your crew reunites.

CW: MDNI, NSFW, Angst, Canon divergent, eventual smut, AFAB reader, use of Y/N, hidden baby trope (kinda? Not by choice lol), descriptions of violence, blood, and vomit, pregnant reader

A/N: Hi again everyone! I had this story pop up into my head and decided I wanted to see where it goes. I hope you enjoy it as much as I have enjoyed writing it! Once again, I don’t know what I’m doing. This is barely proofread. Reader’s thoughts are in italics

Series masterlist : Next chapter

Chapter One

The sounds of fighting, smell of smoke and blood, and screams fill the air around you. Your chest is tight as you start to break down in a coughing fit. Your body, aching and exhausted. 

It’s hard to tell anything that’s going on around you with your vision blurring and ears ringing. Your lungs burn as you struggle to breathe and climb out from under the rubble in the aftermath of fighting a Pacifista. “EVERYBODY RUN AWAY AND LOOK AFTER YOURSELVES!” you hear Luffy scream somewhere amongst the settling dust. 

Your heart sinks, Where's Zoro?! you think to yourself in a panic. He wouldn't tell you the extent of his pain, but you knew he still wasn't healed from Thriller Bark. Despite your best efforts to get him to just take it easy and heal, he still operated as he wished. Seeing Usopp carrying Zoro off, you felt better. Everyone was trying to retreat. There was no way you could take on an Admiral, Sentomaru, AND Kuma. Especially with Zoro now down.

There was no opportunity for you to worry about him more than any of the other crew members. You had to get out and off this god forsaken archipelago. As Rayleigh continued to save your asses, fighting Kizaru, you used every last drop of adrenaline in your system to run. Your heart pounding in your chest, blood rushing so loud your ears were roaring, your arms and legs burning as they expend what little energy you can muster. And suddenly, you stop, watching in terror as Kuma touches Zoro, and he disappears. 

Bile rises up in your throat as your face turns hot. Your eyes burn as they well up with tears. You hear Luffy yelling at Kuma. Where is he?! What did he do to him? One by one, you watch in horror as each of your crew mates disappear. “Run! Please, run!” Luffy yells at you, his eyes wide with fear, urgency, and anger.

Having been thrown to the side when Chopper used his rumble ball, you turn on your heel and run. Hot tears streaking your face. We'll be back…. we're meeting back here right?! Your body is moving faster than your mind could process. You are just running, you have to stay safe and alive if you were going to help the rest of the crew, wherever they were. You hear a crash beside you, parts of a building crumbling and your vision goes black.

You feel your skin heating up from sunshine pouring in from the porthole next to you before you open your eyes. Your body feels so heavy and your head is pounding. You feel as if you’ve been run over. You stir, trying to bring your hands up to rub the sleep from your eyes, but something stops you. You feel a presence and as if he knew you sensed him, he speaks. “You shouldn’t move too much. You’re safe now, but you were very badly injured. You really should be more careful, considering your condition.”

You recognize that voice, deep with a tinge of condescension. You open your eyes, Shit….how’d I end up here? This is a rival crew…how can I really be safe? “Trafalgar Law, right?” you question. Law sees your distrust, “You’re a Straw Hat, right? We found you, halfway buried in rubble. You really should take it easy. I did what I could, but you have a couple broken ribs. Had to stitch you up in places, but you should heal fine as long as you listen to Doctor’s orders,” his stare bores into you, as if he’s trying to figure you out as well.

“W-why did you help me? We’re rival crews, you had no obligation to do anything.” What the hell did he mean considering my condition?!

“I”m not going to lie, if it were up to me, I would’ve left you, but it appears my crew aren’t as heartless as I am. My first mate insisted,” he shrugs. What an ass…and suddenly, you remember everything. You spring up, far too quickly, and nearly crumble as a result. “Tch! I told you to fucking take it easy!” Law reprimands as he helps you sit up without passing out. “Where is my crew?! Where am I? How long have I been out?!” Your breathing is clipped, panic settles in your chest as you try not to hyperventilate, least of all in front of a rival. Did I miss everyone? Are they ok? Did they make it back?

“Hey, hey….you’re Y/N, right?” Law’s voice immediately is softer, trying to calm you down. He reaches his hand out to your shoulder to help ground you. Your eyes dart to him, he falters for a moment. He sees the sheer panic on your face. “Yea….Y/N….i-it’s Y/N.”

“Y/N, I need you to take a deep breath. I’ll answer all your questions, but you really should listen when I tell you, you need to take it easy. It’s not just you, you’re worrying about anymore, remember that.”

“What the hell do you mean, it’s not just me?!” His face goes blank. “D-do you not know?” 

“Know what?! Out with it, what the fuck are you talking about, Law?”

He runs his hand down his face in utter disbelief, “You’re…pregnant.”

“Pregnant?!” you pause, “What the fuck do you mean, I’m pregnant?!” you stare at Law in disbelief. He pinches the bridge of his nose, squeezing his eyes shut with a deep sigh. “I said what I said. During my scans when triaging your injuries….y-you’re pregnant, ok? It’s early, you’re probably 7 or 8 weeks along if you didn’t figure it out on your own.” He pauses, watching you as you lean back, trying to process this news. Your thoughts are running a mile a minute.

 There’s no way I can be pregnant, right? I mean….when was my last cycle? It begins to dawn on you that there’s a bigger chance that he’s right. Your hand goes down to your belly and suddenly you feel sick. You lurch forward and throw up over the edge of the bed onto the floor. 

“Tch! Hey! Give me some warning!” Law yells as he grabs a trash can, popping it onto the side of the bed next to you. He walks to the door, rubbing his hand on the back of his neck, “I’ll be right back, don’t make any more messes, ok? I’m going to grab a mop. STAY HERE,” he points at you as he closes the door behind him. Your chest begins to flush and you feel lightheaded as you feel like you’re overheating. 

In the matter of a few days, you think, you’ve lost everyone close to you. You have no idea where your crewmates are, if they’re even alive. You’re supposed to meet back up at Sabaody but you don’t know where you are or how long you’ve been gone, and now you’re supposed to just accept the fact that you’re also pregnant!? 

Warm tears begin to build in your eyes as the gravity of everything hits you. “Z-zoro,” you whisper as you begin to sob. He HAS to be okay…he has to be. He can’t leave me alone like this. I can’t do this without him….without my crew. You lie down on your side and curl into yourself. Trying to disappear.

You don’t hear Law return between your cries. He freezes as he walks in as he sees you crying, unsure what to do. He awkwardly clears his throat, startling you. You sniffle and work quickly to clean your face as best you could, not wanting Law to see you like this. You close your eyes and try to will yourself to return to Sabaody.

He didn’t say anything as he cleaned up your sick. You both sat in silence as you tried to hold back the sobs threatening to spill from your throat as you felt your heart wrenching. He placed the mop back into the bucket of water. He felt bad, helpless. He didn’t know what to say as he saw your body shaking from trying to withhold your tears. He cleared his throat, “U-um…I’m gonna go. I should let you rest. I’ll, uh, be in the office down the hall if you need anything.” You didn’t respond knowing if you tried to thank him, it wouldn’t be words coming from your throat.

Instead, you spent the rest of the evening contemplating what you were going to do next as the stray tears rolled down your face, until you had no more left to cry.

Next Chapter

Phew! This has been sitting in my drafts for ages now. I want to keep writing it but I haven't had a chance to work on the rest so I think posting it will force me to carve some time. This semester will be the death of me, just in time to graduate right?! 😭 I hope you enjoyed this first chapter! I have the ending originally intended for this story, BUT I will include an alternate ending.

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Ahh I sent that before I was done!!! Do you also have a timeline of events? I love that you jump around but it is a little confusing >~<

Oh yeah, I know, oopsie! Since I had that question a few times I'll try to give you a timeline under the cut, but I'm really not a writer:

Sanji leaves Germa as a kid, deeply insecure about being an omega. Sora tried to hide it first, but when it came out Judge was furious. It adds an extra layer of disdain he has for Sanji in this AU; but it was also the only thing that increased his value somehow, in Judges eyes. I think even as young as he was, Sanji did realise that whatever the plans were Judge might have had for him, they were.. not good at all. Omegas don't really exist on Germa, but if they do, they are seen, not heard. Even as a kid Sanji heard some really degrading, overtly sexist comments from his brothers. When he ran away, Sanji learned to hide that part of himself.

Zeff definitely knows, but he's the only one that does. Sanji is a extremly skittish kid when it comes to that, that alone has cost Zeff years of his life (he worries all the time, but they also never talk properly). Worldbuilding wise, I think male omegas are very, very rare. In the context of how the cooks talk to each other, Sanji definitely has heard a lot of very crude jokes about himself.

As old habits die hard, Sanji didn't tell the crew when he joined. With scent suppressants he easily seems like a beta - and even if they run out here and there (which he desperately tries to avoid) with all the smoking he does you can barely smell him anyway.

Zoro and Sanji happened. Neither of them expected that.

Zoro knows Sanji is an omega, probably even long before they got together, I'm not completely sure yet. He's the first one to know and is the only one that does for a long time - Kureha didn't tell Chopper on Drum Island, but he'll eventually be the next one to know.

Sanji gets pregnant (to his own horror) and has to deal with that. Because they are actually functioning quite well at this point as a couple (who would have thought) Sanji tells Zoro as soon as he suspects what's up. They find out together, but don't immediately tell the crew, since they are unsure how to proceed.

thriller bark happens and Sanji looses his mind in the aftermath for a hot minute. (he'll eventually tell the crew in the aftermath.)

close to sabody and marineford (or parallel to it) Sanji gets kidnapped. Omegas are often sold into slavery there, so the crew is on the wrong track for quite a while. As other things are happening simultaneously, and plot happens, the strawhats are sweeped up in chaos. (I might come back to those details later)

the world is made to believe that Sanji died. It is Judges doing, but the timeline plays into his hands: it fits the narrative of the navy retaliating and punishing the strawhats for both what happened at Enies-Lobby and marineford perfectly. Since the strawhats don't know about Sanjis family, they fall for it.

Kuina is born in Germas prison. Sanji does everything he can to convince Judge to keep her alive. He knows Judge has plans for him and threatens to kill himself, should Judge do anything to her. She continues to be the bargain chip through the next few years, to make Sanji to comply to do things. They don't even need to threaten Zeff here.

Sanji gets married off. It's not a happy marriage, but of big political interest for Judge. (This time, there is no one to stop the wedding.)

Kid two and three are born (I don't know their names yet).

It takes them nearly nine years, but Reiju and Sanji get Kuina out and send her on a journey to find the crew. Sanji doesn't see her for more than a year, before the strawhats are back and all hell breaks loose.

[bobalegsanji]

Masterlist 𓏲.ೃ࿔❀˙˖ ｡

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Are you there? -> ‘’This didn’t happen.’’ ‘’It did, and we’re going to talk about it,’’ Zoro says, not caring about what Sanji has to say. ‘’You’re not doing well, and we’re going to fix it.’’ Sanji sighs. He’s still leaning on Zoro, he desperately needs Zoro’s steadiness as his feet occasionally trip over one another. ‘’I’m doing just fine,’’ he responds, barely audible.

Modern Zosan AU. Fluff/Angst. Words: 11,824.

Trigger Warnings: disordered eating, anxiety/panic attacks, depression, self-worth issues.

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Trust me -> Late night talks between a certain cook and a swordsman. Or, Sanji feels the need to learn more about Zoro after Thriller Bark. Or, Zoro needs to learn more about Sanji after Whole Cake Island

Zosan. Words: 7,806. Chapters: 2/2,

Trigger Warnings: mentions of anxiety.

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I've got you -> Sanji closes his eyes, leaning into the feeling of the warm hands on his face. ‘’Please…’’ he whispers, ‘’I… Please. Promise me you will if I ask.’’

Zosan. Words: 3,976. WCI spoilers!

Trigger Warnings: self-worth issues, implied/referenced self-harm, implied/referenced childhood abuse

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Umakemenotwannadie -> Sanji just needs a little love in a world that couldn’t care less

Modern magic AU. Zosan. Chapters: 6/?.

Trigger Warnings: depression, substance abuse, implied drug addiction, past childhood abuse, panic/anxiety attacks

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Paranoid (again) -> Sanji can’t move. The arms around his neck keep him trapped in place. He can feel a wet spot on the side of his neck, but he can’t offer Nami any support right now. He’s too busy fighting back his own tears. 

Zosan. Modern AU. Words: 5,401.

Trigger Warnings: gender dysphoria, depression, suicidal thoughts, implied/referenced to self-harm, substance abuse

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Don't fight that feeling -> Sanji's insecure about his dreams. Usopp reminds him it's not just his dream.

Sanuso. Words: 2,486

Trigger Warnings: anxiety, implied/referenced depression, self-harm

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Take me out of my mind -> Zoro thought he knew everything about Sanji. So why hadn’t he noticed Sanji slipping up? The answer is obvious. It swims around in Zoro’s thoughts, day and night, for the past few days. He had known. He had just hoped Sanji would be able to solve the problems himself. But as it turns out, Sanji couldn’t.

Modern Zosan au. Words: 2,910.

Trigger Warnings: suicide attempt (aftermath), substance abuse, drug abuse, refereces to depression

[ladyhoneydarlinglove]

ONE PIECE FIC ROUND UP

welp i've got five of these fuckers now so i guess it's time for a self-promotion post.

RATED T

The Bright Green Taste of Soap Pairing: Zoro/Sanji Summary: In which Sanji is mildly devastated to learn he can’t properly taste cilantro, and Zoro proves surprisingly helpful in the kitchen. Tags: Sanji POV, fluff & humor, food as a metaphor for love {Read here.} Golden Memories and Crimson Threads Pairing: Zoro/Sanji Summary: When Sanji was a child, his favorite Longest Night treat was a buttery, sweet, golden bun made with a special kind of saffron. He never thought he'd have them again after leaving the North Blue, until a surprising find at a spice shop and an even more surprising act by Zoro. Tags: Sanji POV, spoilers through WCI, fluff & humor, pre-relationship, idiots bickering, sanji is bad at feelings, food as a metaphor for love {Read here.}

A Kiss or Two (To Calm You Down) Pairing: Zoro/Sanji Summary: In the aftermath of Thriller Bark, Zoro is plagued by slow-healing injuries and a buzzing restlessness that he can't shake. Sanji, just wanting the idiot marimo to sit still and rest for five goddamn minutes, offers to help to take his mind off things. Tags: Zoro POV, emotional hurt/comfort, fluff & angst, touch-starved zoro, making out {Read here.}

[wesleysniperking]

One Piece Film: Sniper Island

Now I’m spiraling into a full-blown daydream (and maybe it’s because I’m re-reading Usopp’s arc), but hear me out—a standalone movie for Usopp. Imagine if it were titled One Piece Film: Sniper Island. It could dive into Usopp’s legacy while also giving us the Sniper King nostalgia we all secretly crave. I genuinely feel like there’s a trade-off happening in canon—if Oda delves deeper into Usopp and Yasopp’s stories, we might lose out on callbacks to Usopp’s Sniper King persona. Let’s face it: Sniper Island might forever remain the metaphorical place “in your heart.” So why not consolidate everything into a semi-canon movie?

Here’s how it could go:

The opening scene kicks off with a fresh, revamped version of the Sniper King theme song—complete with a killer intro sequence that either reimagines Sniper King as a legendary figure (a vigilante of sorts) or gives us a nostalgic recreation of his iconic Water 7 debut. Then the screen cuts to a mysterious setting. Shanks or Benn Beckman walks into a darkened room. We hear sobbing in the background, but the camera isn’t on the source yet. Calmly, one of them says, “Chaser, you can come out now.” Suddenly, the camera pans to Yasopp, trembling yet victorious, embracing his captain in relief. Around him are defeated adversaries, henchmen laid out like dominoes. Yasopp, having fought tooth and nail, reveals just how formidable he is when he taps into Observation Haki in ways we’ve never seen before.

From there, the story transitions to the Straw Hats. They’re sailing as usual, and Usopp is entertaining the crew with one of his grand tales—Sniper Island, of course. Luffy and Chopper are eating it up, Brook strums a few chords of the theme song, and Robin quietly chuckles. Franky and Sanji exchange knowing looks, while Nami rolls her eyes, telling them to stop indulging him. Jinbe looks on, completely baffled. Meanwhile, Zoro is either asleep or smirking faintly. The camaraderie sets the tone, but little does Usopp know trouble is brewing.

The crew soon encounters enemies who are after Usopp specifically. Whether it starts with a ship battle or unfolds at a lively carnival where Usopp shows off his sharpshooting skills, he ends up kidnapped. The adversaries drag him to the elusive Sniper Island. Cue the crew embarking on a rescue mission, with Luffy absolutely livid. Usopp, meanwhile, is confronted by the false king of Sniper Island—a cruel and arrogant sniper who mocks him, dons the Sniper King mask, and disparages Yasopp’s reputation. Usopp’s fury boils over, flashing back to moments like when he punched Kuro during the Syrup Village arc.

This movie could showcase Usopp reconciling with both his father’s legacy and his own. We’d get scenes where Usopp reflects on the role Sniper King played for him during Enies Lobby and Thriller Bark, giving depth to why he created that persona in the first place. The false king could narrate his rise to power, maybe even referencing other legendary snipers like Van Augur or elite Marine marksmen, creating a sniper-centric worldbuilding element. The island could be a secret haven for snipers, their own version of Laugh Tale, shrouded in mystery.

In the final battle, Usopp would use his Observation Haki in brilliant and innovative ways, proving his growth as a sniper and a warrior. The Straw Hats arrive just in time for backup, but Usopp is the one to land the decisive blow. In the aftermath, the island’s people declare him the true Sniper King and prepare a grand ceremony in his honor. However, in classic Usopp fashion, he humbly steps aside, passing the title to a young admirer who sees him as an inspiration. Luffy beams with pride, knowing Usopp will always choose his crew over any crown.

To tie it all together, there could be a flashback from Luffy where Yasopp would regale him with stories about Usopp. These tales could serve as a crucial clue that helps the crew find him on Sniper Island. The movie would be heartfelt, action-packed, and full of callbacks to Usopp’s journey, giving fans everything they love about him—from his insecurities and resilience to his knack for storytelling and his incredible sniping skills.

It’s a total fangirl fever dream, I know, but wouldn’t it be amazing to see Usopp face off against the best snipers of the One Piece world while grappling with his father’s legacy and his own growth? And come on—imagine the hype if the movie ends with a lingering question: was it all real, or was Sniper Island truly only in your heart?

Usopp fan club

[haveyoureadthisfanfic]

Summary: It’s an open secret among the crew that there’s a higher level of animosity than average between Zoro and Sanji. They argue all the time, with things often devolving into physical scuffles where swords and feet come into play, and the amount of property damage they’ve left in their wake is frankly absurd. Still, it’s a surprise to everyone when, in the aftermath of Thriller Bark, the first thing Sanji does upon Zoro regaining consciousness is stalk up to the swordsman, grab him by the collar, and scream the words, “That’s enough of this! I want a divorce, you stupid bastard!” directly in his face. The rest of the crew, having gathered upon hearing Chopper’s announcement that their injured member appeared to be waking up, stare at them in varying levels of confusion. For several moments no one says a word, until the silence is finally broken by the sound of Usopp clearing his throat. “Um, what?” the sniper asks weakly.

Author: @hazel-athena

[coyotecrackers]

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚. Love Blooms ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

Hi! I’m so excited to share that I participated in Enmity: A ZoSanZo Bang 2024 this year!

I worked with @/Zauberkohle (sadly not on tumblr), who created some amazing art to go along with this fic, coming soon! Thank you for making it come to life! <3

I also have to thank @clood who beta’d for me and caught all of my silly little mistakes!

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Love Blooms is a Hanahaki!AU that follows Sanji as he struggles to come to terms with his (seemingly) unrequited love for a certain green-haired swordsman, all while navigating the perils of the Grand Line with the rest of the Straw Hat Crew. Chapter 1 is out now, with more to come!

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SUMMARY AND TAGS BELOW THE CUT

Chapters: 1/3

Fandom: One Piece (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Roronoa Zoro/Sanji

Characters: Roronoa Zoro, Sanji (One Piece), Monkey D. Luffy, Nami (One Piece), Tony Tony Chopper, Emporio Ivankov

Additional Tags: Hanahaki Disease, Pining, Unrequited Love, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Light Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Canon-Typical Violence, Blood, Swearing, Smoking, Pre-Time Skip, Post-Time Skip, Vomiting, Language of Flowers, Happy Ending, Angst with a Happy Ending

Summary:

At first, Sanji thought all his smoking was finally catching up to him. In the aftermath of Thriller Bark, he found himself burning through more than two packs of cigarettes a day, and he developed a sharp cough that ached deep in his lungs, but Chopper was too busy taking care of that shitty swordsman to spend time on anyone else.

After the disaster of Sabaody, Sanji needed to get back to reunite with his crew, but those damn Kamabakka pirates seemed to have taken an interest in him. Or more accurately, they were very curious about the nature of Sanji’s cough. When he coughed up a bloody flower petal one day they were very quick to ask him who he’s in love with. But Sanji didn't understand; he wasn't in love with anyone, and what would that have anything to do with mysteriously coughing up a flower petal?

Well, as it turns out, it could all be summed up into one word: Hanahaki.

[biohazard-inevitable]

You know what I’m also gonna post that Zosan fic on here cause its too fucking good not to anyways-

Why not let it be me?

Ao3 Link here

Rating: T

Zosan

Word count: 2530

Post thriller bark angst

It was quiet, for once. The boisterous cheering and singing dulled to a snoring lull as the drunk pirates had all collapsed for the night, practically sleeping on top of each other among the rubble of the great ship.

Sanji, however, was not as asleep as the rest. He couldn’t stop worrying.

Slowly, his feet shuffled towards the door of the makeshift infirmary, cautiously pushing the splintering oak forward with a groaning creak before slipping inside, wordlessly. His tired, sapphire eyes adjusted swiftly to the darkness, settling on the broken form of the swordsman on the bed, swaddled in bandages and gauze, a choked sound lodging in his throat like bile that refused to come out all the way, sour and vile.

“Oh marimo.” He whispered out softly with a sigh, having stubbed his usual cigarette out before entering as he quietly approached the bedside. “Will you wake up soon?”

Softly, he trailed his fingers down Zoro’s limp arm, tracing lazy circles along each wound as he knelt at the bedside, searching the man’s face for any sign of consciousness, though finding nothing but the soft rise and fall of his chest. Well, at least he was actually alive, that was a plus.

Sanji laid his head atop the mattress, his golden hair splaying across the sheets beside Zoro as he ran his knuckles along his body, carefully counting every dip and curve beneath the wrappings, noting how every abnormality was a new gash or broken bone. Tears welled in his eyes as pain tore its claws through his heart, pain and guilt that this should be him in the bed, it should be him laying like this, not the swordsman.

His mind swarmed with flashes of yesterday, of Kuma and his offer before Zoro had knocked him out, of the blurry pain that blossomed across the bruise now settled beneath his ribs matching the shape of Wado’s hilt, the wheezed protests before his body had crumpled to the ground, his vision fading to nothingness around him. Memories of the panic in his chest when he woke to find Zoro wasn’t there, the rush of adrenaline in his lungs as his legs pounded against earth in a desperate attempt to find him, only to come face to face with the disastrous aftermath, the cross-armed swordsman standing as still as a statue in a endless crimson pool of his own blood, waiting.

The way Zoro had looked at him in that moment, no rage or usual bickering to be had from Sanji’s quips and teases, just stern, hopeless determination as his shaking form barely opened its mouth to speak, replying to only one of Sanji’s hundreds of questions.

“N-nothing happened.” He had spoken, body crumpling into Sanji’s the moment the cook had touched him, as if he had been waiting to collapse the entire time, waiting for it to be safe enough to do so.

“Nothing happened.” Sanji muttered with a click of his tongue, fingertips curling into the sheets as he snapped back to the present. “Nothing happened my ass.”

There was no point in chewing him out right now, and Sanji doubted he could even hear him with how out of it he was. The blonde’s lingering grazes slid down Zoro’s arm towards where his palm lay limp on the mattress beside him, calloused fingertips facing upwards to allow easier bloodflow from the IV Chopper had hooked up.

He was beat beyond what any normal human would ever be able to survive. His beautiful, warm sun-touched skin now looked and felt unfathomably cold and grey, the only color of it being dark specks of clotting black and tarnished rust that was what was left of the blood he had been soaked in. His face seemed peaceful, and unmoving like a corpse, the though sending another pang through Sanji’s heart as his fingertips tightened into a sharp grasp around Zoro’s fingers, giving a gentle squeeze as he laid his head against the mattress beside the swordsman, his own heart thundering so loud in his chest that he could barely hear the murmur of the other’s, if it was even there at all.

“Sanji…” Came the soft, squeaky note fo concern from behind followed by the soft but familiar rattle of glass clinking together as the door creaked closed. “I thought I told you to stay out until he recovered, though I understand your concern.”

“Sorry, Chopper.” Sanji spoke, almost surprised at the broken crackle to his voice, his cheeks wet and puffy with the liquid that stung at his eyes, tears he wished never fell. “But I can’t leave him. What if… what if something happens in the night?”

“Sanji, thats why I’m here.” Chopper sighed, laying a hoof softly on the blone’s thigh. “To make sure nothing happens.”

“But what if it does?” Sanji gasped through a sniffle, his hand tightening around Zoro’s fingers as he watched the faint, but steady, rise and fall of the swordsman’s bandaged chest. “What if it does and he- Chopper… what if he doesn’t wake up?”

“Don’t say things like that!” The reindeer pleaded through tears of his own. “He won’t die, he’s stable. I’m monitoring him, but I promise you he won’t die! Although… I don’t know when he’ll wake up, but he will! I know he will.”

“He has to…” Sanji sighed, threading his fingers together with Zoro’s absently.

A pause fell through the air between the trio as the cook’s grip tightened, his other hand rising to run gentle minstrations theough Zoro’s fuzzy hair as he cradled his head like a lover.

“Sani, forgive me for asking but… are you and Zoro..?” Chopper began, unsure of how to explain what he knew he was seeing.

“Are we what?” Sanji hoarsed through a whisper, not taking his gaze off the swordsman’s resting face. “We’re friends, aren’t we? I mean, I know I fight with him a lot, but never seriously. I never wanted something like this to happen. Out of everyone… hes my best friend.”

“I see…” Chopper mused, biting his tongue from speaking the obvious as a long, tired sigh freed itself from his snout and he found himself padding over to the spare blankets. “In any case, you’ll catch a cold if you fall asleep without a blanket. I can’t let both of you fall ill! It’d be wrong of me as a doctor.”

“So you’ll let me stay?” Sanji sniffled, finally turning to look at the little reindeer as Chopper flung a soft, but tattered blanket over his shoulders.

“Of course.” Chopper nodded. “Just dont mess with any of the tubes, and I might wake you up to take his vitals throughout the night.”

“Thank you, Chopper.”

“Get some rest now, Sanji. You’re just as worn out.”

“I’ll sleep when he wakes.” Sanji grumbled, choosing instead to thumb across the swordsman’s knuckles with his soft, well cared for hands, ignoring the huff the doctor sighed as he put some used bottles onto his tray.

“Fine, but take care of yourself properly when you get a chance!” Chopper scolded lightly before exiting the room, leaving the two alone once more in favor of treating the others who were still quite injured.

Sanji hardly paid attention to when Chopper had left, instead choosing to sleepily bring Zoro’s limp hand to his lips, gently kissing over each knuckle like a silent prayer to whoever would listen, a prayer hoping that Zoro would wake from whatever battle still raged inside his mind.

“Come back, Zoro.” He murmured to himself, breath ghosting whispers of warmth over the mosshead’s hand and his eyelids feeling heavier and heavier the more he tried to force them open. “Come back to me. I don’t… I don’t know what to do without you. I love you.”

He didn’t know how long passed before sleep inevitably sunk its cold, callous claws into him, before his exhaustion ridden lashes shuttered his eyes to the world or before his stiffled sobs stuttered into a soft, sonorous snore.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Zoro awoke on the early dawn of the third day, his whole body going rigid with the ever gnawing flames of agony that screamed through every fiber of his being, joints sore and bones aching while the stitches beneath his cause itched and stung like a thousand raging bees. Softly, he let out a long, dreary groan as his senses slowly came back to him.

After the fires of touch came the soft jingle of sound, the clinking of a stirring spoon against the edge of a bowl echoed from a table nearby while the faint scent of day-old secondhand smoke nipped at his nostrils. His eyes blinked open slowly, the crumbling ceiling coming into focus before him while his tongue smacked at the bitter taste of old iron at the back of his cotton-dry mouth.

As the swordsman tried to move into a lazy turn, a thousand spikes of pain roared up his spine, sending a soft hiss out from his teeth as the soft sheets underneath him shifted and he came face to face with a sleepy blonde head lain right beside him, a pair of undeniably curly eyebrows in plain view.

“Cook..?” He hoarsed, voice feeling entirely unlike his own as he spoke it, realizing the soft sensation caressing his fingertips was that of the plump, glossy lips pressed against his knuckles, a hint of drool pooling at the edge while those flawless, slender fingertips coiled loosely around his hand.

“Zoro!” Came the soft, whisper-yell from behind, the tinkling of the metal now ceased entirely as soft hoofbeats padded towards him. “You’re awake!!”

“Chopper…?” Zoro spoke with a groan as he glanced towards the reindeer, eyes wincing at the brightness of the lamp. “Good to see you’re alright… what about everyone else? Luffy! Is he?”

“Of course you’d be worried about that! He’s more than okay.” Chopper chuckled softly, motioning for Zoro to quiet down his excitement before gesturing to Sanji’s sleeping form. “You were the one we were most worried about.”

“Even dart-brow was worried?” Zoro grunted, maneuvering more to lay his head closer to the cook’s, admiring every little spiral his golden hair made on the mattress as he gave his hand a gentle squeeze. “Hard to believe he of all people would be worried about me.”

“I don’t know what happened back there… but it really messed with Sanji.” Chopper admitted quietly. “I’ve never seen him cry so much before.”

“He cried..?”

Oh… now that took Zoro by surprise, but he could see it now. The faint, puffy redness around his eyes, the salty crust that clung to his lashes, the phantom rivers carved into the rosy hills of his cheeks. The way his grip had clearly been so tight before he went limp with slumber, the soft stain on the mattress beneath his face. Had the swordsman’s state really done all of this to a chef who claimed to despise him?

“I don’t think he thought anyone noticed… so I wouldn’t bring it up. I don’t need you getting into a fight for at least another few weeks! Maybe months with how badly you’re hurt!”

“Mh… nah I’ll be fine by tomorrow.” Zoro huffed before rolling back into position with a slight wince, absently thumbing over the cook’s knuckles as he got comfortable again.

“Zoro!” Chopper scolded, droning on and on about the importance of resting and the severity of his injuries, but Zoro was more consumed by the thoughts that the one he woke up to see first was Sanji of all people.

The lovestruck blonde who called the swordsman a plethora of profanities and the most degrading of insults, who would happily throw his leg up in deranged attacks while growling professions of hatred, the same cook that was now curled up on his knees at his bedside, brows crumpled with worry and cheeks stained with the salt of his tears. Surely, on top of all that, the gentle lips pressed to his knuckle had to be a coincidence, right? Surely, of all people, the cook didn’t like him like that, did he?

Surely Sanji didn’t love him back.

“Chopper…” Came the sluggish, dreary yawn from between the two, interrupting the doctor’s rant. “Quiet down… its hardly even dawn and I don’t have to make breakfast for a while longer… what the hell has got you so worked up?”

“Well, now that sunshine here is finally up, I might be able to get my hand back.” Zoro joked with a low, tremor of a chuckle, drawing that blurry blue gaze upwards until Sanji’s eyes shot open and he was yanked to attention.

“Zoro!” He exclaimed, those bubbly tears welling up again as he stumbled to his feet. “Fuck- Zoro you’re awake! You’re alive!”

“Course I am curls.” Zoro winced at the sudden uproar of worry that came from the blonde, a soft annoyed scowl darting across his face as he slapped a hand over Sanji’s babbling mouth. “Now can it! You’re too loud for how fucking early it is.”

The swordsman half excepted that small gesture to send Sanji into one of his usual upity rants, legs flying and swears spewing from his mouth, so when it didnt come, Zoro wasn’t sure why.

Instead, the cook’s soft, supple hands reached up to tenderly grip around Zoro’s wrist, watery eyes averting themself from the swordsman in favor of the ground as he slowly pulled the hand away from his mouth, letting the fingers lazily drag against his plush lips if only for the briefest moment.

“You’re right, I’m sorry.” The blonde apologized, really catching Zoro off guard. “I shouldn’t be so loud. I just- look, everyone was really worried about you and Luffy wouldn’t be the same if you died and so I of course had to make sure you didn’t leave us all behind! You have a job on this ship wether you like it or not and I sure as hell am not gonna let you throw it all away for nothing! Zoro, I-“

I care about you.

I couldn’t live without you.

I can’t see you die when I’ve only begun to want to live.

I love you.

All unspoken against Sanji’s lips as his confession died in his throat, unable to admit the truth tearing its claws through his heart, unable to admit that for once, his love was a man. A man he’d sworn he hated, a man he refused to bend to, a man that had nearly died in his arms protecting him, a man that was his everything.

“You… what?” Zoro urged, steely gaze locked in on the chef’s figety fingers, his teary lashes and the worried quirk in his brow.

“I need a smoke.” Sanji sighed bluntly, releasing Zoro’s hand from his grip, decidedly unready to say how he truly felt. “And to get breakfast ready. Come by later when Chopper is done checking up on you, alright?”

“Yeah…” Zoro sighed in response, watching as the chef left for the doorway. “Alright.”

So much for thinking Sanji liked him more than just a rival, Zoro mused to himself.

How stupid could he be thinking it was anything else?

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HAHAHA do you remember the thrillerbark aftermath comic ? lol

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[corrie-guard-things]

Fic Game

Rules: give us the links to your fics with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and fic with the fewest words.

I got tagged by @hastalavistabyebye and @cookiemonsterv3 (although that second tag was on my main but eh), thanks to both of you !

(I'm going to do Star wars fics and then all my fics under the read more)

First most hits

Flying Away, Covered in Blood with 884 hits, I was not xpecting this one to do so well, bc of the crossover with RepComm but considering how long it took me to write (and the rush to finish it in time for Corrie Week) I am very happy it did :D It's corrie (and mostly Fox) centric but it's entirely written from Walon Vau's POV, with some hypercompetent Fox and both some corrie angst and fluff, and furthering my Sev/Fox agenda :D

Second most kudos

Still Flying Away, Covered in Blood with 137 Kudos, whelp, same as before :D

Third most comments

Let the Tooka Out of the Bag with 7 Comment Threads. I had so much fun writing this one, starring Shiny Thorn and Stone who just joined the guard and still think they can hide things from Fox, and of course some nice Fox angst

Fourth most bookmarks

Fox Chasing with 22 Bookmarks. This was the first fic I wrote for Sev/Fox (and thus the first one on AO3 for that ship :) ) with their first meeting, and Badass Fox :D I think this was also the first Star Wars fic i posted :3

Fifth most words

Still Fox Chasing with 2601 words, same as earlier, I will add that yes, i am continuing it, i'm just swamped with stuff and not much inspo for this one, but the next chapter will be here one day

Fewer words

Vode An with 609 words. First day of Corrie Week, with some eldritch corries/Coruscant. I remember I was planning something very different and then i blinked and this was on my page :D

NPT : @mis-mcgifsten @adhd-coyote @whiskygoldwings (can't think of anyone else of the top of my head but if you want to do it, feel free, and don't hesitate to tag me :D

and now for all fandoms (bc somehow there's very little star wars in those)

First most hits

A forever in a realm of foam and waves (One Piece) with 11,794 hits Okay so this was the first fic i ever posted on AO3 when I started writing again after years without doing much. It's mostly a missing scene of a conversation between Luffy and Zoro after the events of Thriller Bark :D

Second most kudos

A Silent Oath (One Piece) with 512 kudos. Still Luffy and Zoro but much more of a character/relationship study, focusing on Zoro's loyalty :D (yeah this is gonna be a trend :3)

Third most comments

Still A Silent Oath (One Piece) with 9 comment threads (same as up aboe :D)

Fourth most bookmarks

He who lives by the sword, dies by the sword (One Piece) with 77 bookmarks. Very surprised of how well this one dead considering that I wrote it entirely at 3 am in my notes app because i got big feelings about Zoro and his swords :)

Fifth most words

Not Too Old (Star Wars) with 2938 words. Woohoo back to Star Wars :D This is a force-sensitive Thire fic, where Yoda gets to be the best Grandpa and call dibs on his favorite clone :D

Fewer words

The sins of three shall condemn all (Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind) with 93 words. Justifying the word count by the fact that this was a sonnet :D wrote it in class (like so many of those T-T don't be like me kids, pay attention in class). It focuses on the events of the battle of Red Mountain and its aftermath, with the curse Azura put on the dunmers

[the-bar-sinister]

Major differences between Deicide universe and One Piece canon that happen prior to Deicide: Onigashima Aftermath

Mihawk is Crocodile's first mate in their early days of piracy. Crocodile is Whitebeard's son. Galdino is a cabin boy and later crewmate on their ship.

Crocodile, Mihawk, Buggy, Doflamingo, Vergo, and Daz have an accidental misadventure together on a lost island in the aftermath of Roger's execution.

Donquixote Rosinante is the victim of a precursor to the experiments performed on Kuma.

Caesar Clown is involved in the experiments on the Vinsmoke Siblings, and is the one who assists Sora with her attempt to thwart part of them.

Marianne/Miss Goldenweek's abilities are due to a devil fruit.

Vivi is 20 during the events of Alabasta rather than 16.

Enel is killed during the Skypeia arc.

Carrot is the crew member who the Straw Hats acquire at Thriller Bark, rather than Brook, and she remains with them throughout.

Gecko Moria is ejected from the Warlords due to his failure against Straw Hat Luffy. He slinks off from his miserable defeat to get drunk on a resort island, having lost all his drive. He remains there for two years.

After hearing news of Marineford, Vivi becomes determined to rejoin the Straw Hat crew and runs away from her kingdom. She runs straight into Crocodile, adventures with him and the remnants of Baroque Works during the timeskip, and gets a devil fruit for herself. 

Bon Clay, with the encouragement of his fellow prisoners, sneaks out of Impel Down with the intention to join up with the Straw Hats. He ends up with Crocodile and the former Baroque Works members.

Koala and Sabo discover that Ace's soul is sharing Sabo's body. They reconnect with Ace's former first mate Deuce.

Luffy spends more personal alone time with Hancock during the timeskip, training on the outskirts of Amazon Lily rather than another island.

Vergo survives the events of Punk Hazard, his body found in pieces by Doflamingo and reassembled. He is resting/healing outside the city during the events of Dressrosa, but rushes in at the end when he discovers there's trouble. He's in time to save the Donquixote family from captivity by marines, but is unable to get to Doflamingo who is being kept separately.

Rebecca, (who is 18, not 16)  wanting to determine her own path, and not wanting to be forced into a peaceful life after her experience as a gladiator, flees Dressrosa with the Straw Hat crew. 

The Straw Hats are not separated in Dressrosa, and travel to Zou together. 

Crocodile's ship catches up to the Straw Hats as they're leaving Dressrosa. He has a short reunion with Robin, and delivers Vivi to the Straw Hat crew as promised. He then goes after the marine ship carrying Doflamingo, and successfully frees him from custody.

Viola has a change of heart and rejoins the Donquixote pirates as Violet.

Events of One Piece Stampede and Film Gold happen.

Crocodile forms Cross Guild with Mihawk, Buggy, Doflamingo and Hancock.

The Straw Hats encounter Lim and Adio– something like the events of "One Piece Odyssey" happen.

When Sanji is forced to leave the Straw Hats for his wedding Rebecca goes along to watch after him. Luffy and the rest of the Straw Hats go after him immediately, despite Sanji's insistence not to.

After the events of Whole Cake Island, Caesar Clown joins the Straw Hat crew on a permanent basis. Luffy insists that his position on the crew is "Chopper's assistant". 

During the events of Whole Cake Island, Rebecca gets close to the Vinsmoke siblings, and in the aftermath of the event they adopt/kidnap her. The siblings abandon their father to Big Mom's wrath and sail away, after which they convince Rebecca to undergo enhancements similar to their own.

In the aftermath of Whole Cake Island, Pudding flees the Charlotte family trying to find her own way in life. Katakuri discovers her leaving, and follows her as a sort of bodyguard. They eventually end up running into the Vinsmoke Siblings and Rebecca.

Koala, Deuce, and Isuka accompany Sabo (and Ace) on their raid on Mary Geoise during the Revelry. 

Otama is 18 years old, rather than 8.

On Wano, Luffy finds out about Kaido and King's backstory and is unsettlingly reminded of himself and Zoro. These feelings lead him to resist his urge to kill Kaido during their battle, and to discover that "Gear 5" has some kind of mind of its own.

Big Mom also survives the battle on Wano, but winds up in a coma. She is brought back to Tottoland by her children.

Deicide: Onigashima Aftermath starts, and Deicide and One Piece canon completely part ways so much as to become unrecognizable.

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Day 1 of OC-tober “favorite oc” I originally had something else planned today, but ran out of time! So here’s an Adira sketch dump!

1. Adira abt 8-9 years old, with the aftermath of her face scar

2. 13 year old Adira having to say goodbye to 16 year old Jay when he has to leave to join the Marines

3. Adira learning her father poisoned her mother

4. Future Adira with her’s and Zoro’s daughters

5. Adira in Thriller Bark

6. Adira smiling at Shanks during her time training with the Red Hair pirates

7. Casey checking out Zoro in Dressrosa

[captivatedbyurhubris]

every fic writer knows, when you can't write - you read! so, I've been reading a lot in the past few days, and I wanna share with everyone

(finished fics only edition) what a mirror sees by blue_wonderer - something strange is happening on the Sunny and it has something to do with mirrors. Nami POV, takes place in-between Whole Cake and Wano. Portrays the love the crew has for each other beautifully and has fantastically written horror elements

i'm just a human, so today i turned my head down (is that okay?) by gin (tabanthas) - Thriller Bark aftermath, Zoro POV. typical OP sexual harassment treated seriously (Sanji gets kicked for it 🤲😌)

Hagibis by goldsaffron - DeuceAce. The fic is about them getting together and is both sweet and funny. The fact that this fic was the tags 'Marathon sex' AND 'rice farming' one after another made my laugh so hard I coughed. It's rated E and does have sex scenes in it, but it's also so much more - it's from Deuce's POV and the way he sees Ace as The Sun (a lot of that is lifted from the Novel btw) is just 😭🙏

[wildflower-whisperss]

A letter to my little furball

My life changed in ways I never thought possible the moment you entered it—a tiny black furball that looked more like a moving shadow than a puppy. No, you weren’t a soot sprite from Spirited Away, but you were just as magical. Cuter, fluffier, and way more chaotic. At first, I couldn’t even tell where your eyes or ears were. You were just this round, fuzzy little thing with a single speck of golden light hiding in your eyes. And when I found out you were a boy, I named you Bolt. You didn’t care about the name. What you did care about was making one thing clear: my sister and I were officially your moms now. And in that moment, my world stopped being mine. It became yours.

You were so small, so clumsy, and yet somehow, so full of energy that I wondered how it all fit inside you. You couldn’t decide if you were a rabbit or a dog, bouncing around on those wobbly little legs, your body too heavy for you to control. Watching you try to scratch your ear with your hind leg was comedy gold. You’d topple over every single time, looking both confused and determined, like, “Wait, why is my body working against me?”

And then there were your teeth. Oh, your snippy, snappy baby teeth. They weren’t teeth—they were tiny needles, sharper than they had any right to be. You didn’t just nibble, you attacked. Your play language was simple: bite everything and everyone. Fingers, toes, sleeves—nothing was safe. My sister and I screamed more than we laughed because you treated our hands like chew toys. And the worst part? You thought it was hilarious. Your tail would wag as you pounced on us, your tiny mouth full of mischief, like biting our fingers was your favorite game in the world.

Taking care of you felt like a crash course in madness. You demanded food every six hours, no compromises. Boil water. Cool it down. Add tonics and mix it into your royal feast. You ate like a king, and when you were done, you’d sit there licking your tiny nose like you’d just finished a five-star meal. But the aftermath? That was less royal. You pooped everywhere. In the corners, in the middle of the hall, next to the couch—no place was safe from your mushy little “gifts.” My sister and I became professional poop cleaners. We gagged, we groaned, and we laughed, all while scooping up the mess with paper. The faces we made could’ve won awards for the world’s best memes.

But even in the chaos, you grew. Your fur turned a soft, warm brown, your eyes became big and golden, and your ears finally decided they belonged on a dog… mostly. They still looked more like rabbit ears, but I adored them anyway. You stopped being just a furball and became a tiny bear-sheep hybrid. You were ridiculously, impossibly cute, and you knew it.

Our walks became sacred. The moment you heard the word “walk,” your tail would wag so hard I thought you might fly. You’d sprint to the door, full of excitement, as if we were about to embark on the greatest adventure of your life. But halfway through, you’d stop, plop down in the middle of the road, and give me those puppy eyes—the ones that said, “I’m tired. Carry me.” And of course, I did. How could I not? My sister and I took turns carrying you in our arms like a baby, and you loved every second of it. Your smug little smile gave you away.

And the tantrums! Oh, Bolt, you were dramatic. If I wore track pants but didn’t take you for a walk, you’d throw a full-blown fit. Your face said it all: “Why are you even wearing those if we’re not going out, huh? Huh?” And let’s not forget your barking. You barked at crows like they were plotting against us, at newspapers like they were deadly weapons, at people wearing caps and masks as if they were villains from some crime thriller. Even strangers walking past our gate weren’t spared. You acted like you were the last line of defense against the apocalypse, even though we both knew you were just a big, goofy cinnamon roll.

Now, four years later, I look back and realize how much you’ve changed my life. You’ve taught me to notice the little things. The way your ears perk up at certain words. The way you sleep so deeply, yet always wake up the moment I leave the house, as if you’re keeping track of me. The way you sneak into my room, even when you know you’re not allowed, just to give me a sloppy, wet boop on the face.

You act grumpy sometimes, like when we don’t share our snacks with you, but underneath it all, you’re soft and sweet. You don’t ask for much—just love, belly rubs, and your favorite treats. And in return, you’ve given me everything.

You’ve been my anchor in ways no one else could. On days when I felt like giving up, you were there—wagging your tail, looking at me like I was your whole world. You didn’t care how I looked, how much I achieved, or how many times I failed. You loved me for me, in the purest, most unconditional way I’ve ever known.

Sometimes, I try not to think about a future without you, but the thought sneaks in, and it’s unbearable. I can’t imagine coming home to empty bowls, or a clean floor that doesn’t need sweeping four times a day. I can’t imagine the front yard without you waiting for me, tail wagging, eyes full of excitement. I can’t imagine a house without your warmth, your fur, your presence.

Bolt, you are my heart, my light, my home. You are the Calcifer to my Howl, the spark that keeps me alive. If I had to trade half the years of my life to spend an eternity with you, I would do it in a heartbeat. And if I have to bear the pain of losing you just for the privilege of loving you, I would bear it, a thousand times over.

You’re not just my dog—you’re my shadow, my joy, my reason to keep going. I may not be your biological mom, but I’m your mom in every way that matters. And I love you, Bolt. More than words can ever say. Always. Forever.