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“That’s bullshit”. A beat. “You know that, don’t you?”. 

Luffy shines like the sun in the sense that he’s giving Zoro a headache and making his eye twitch. He throws him a look, annoyed but mildly impressed at his precarious balance on top of the kitchen’s window. 

“Are you sure sure about it?”. 

“Dude”.

“I’m just saying! You have admitted that you don’t see him go to sleep!—”. 

“He works late”. 

“—And that he offers blood whenever you guys have a visit”. 

“I said wine, I didn’t say—”. 

“And I saw Shanks having to invite him over before he ever—”. 

“Luffy!” —and then he automatically clasps his mouth shut, glazing to the half closed door that leads to the living room. 

A beat. 

Then silence, and hushed whispers Zoro’s definitely going to ignore. 

Once he’s moderately confident that dad hasn’t heard him or is otherwise occupied, he turns to glare at Luffy— who frowns a bit even as he grabs a couple of licorice from the nearby top shelf and slurps one up. 

Zoro opens his mouth— 

“Why—”, Luffy shallows, then tries again: “Why are you so mad about it?. Well, because— “You know I like him, right?”. 

—Zoro’s mouth hangs open, the half formed reply about how Luffy should mind his business evaporating. 

He blinks. Stares at the other’s face as he climbs down to the floor like some sort of overgrown monkey. Confused, he eyes the licorice that he offers him, then his toothy grin. 

Then the red sugary stain on his lips. 

He huffs, blushing, and squishes out of his mind the memory of Helmeppo’s nasty words about dad and Perona. Forcing himself to relax, he takes a bite out of the licorice. 

“You like him— even if he’s a vampire”. 

“Because he’s a vampire”.  

—Which, okay, whatever. Maybe this is just one of Luffy’s many peculiar quirks. Perhaps when you’ve grown up in sets it’s easier if you give everyone a role. Still.  

“My dad would win”, he feels the need to point out, feeling very silly the moment the words leave his mouth. Why does he always let Luffy drag him into his antics? And then, because it doesn’t sit well with him: “And even if he is, he wouldn’t bite him. They’re like. Friends”.     

His stomach churns uncomfortably, probably at the licorice, which tastes surprisingly bitter. 

He takes a breath because he doesn’t know what else to add, trying not to think about how quickly dad has turned over their sacrosanct routine the moment Shanks has called. They can always train tomorrow morning.  

“...I don’t really think Shanks would mind if he bit him”. 

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Okay, no one wants to hear this but Bogard and Garp are fucking. Garp has old gay man disease and is honestly kind of a bit of a whore, and is not unaffected by stalwart obedience and loyalty and a pretty face, and for all Garp's said whore-ishness, Bogard is probably the only one he presently trusts or is on good enough terms with to mess around with. Bogard for his part is fully on board with it, he's there to be Garp's right hand man and what right hand man doesn't sleep with their commanders? Besides, sometimes it's the only way to get Garp to shut the fuck up for once. A lot of Garp's, ahem, recklessness has been thwarted by Bogard taking off his hat and getting in the way. And besides besides, you all know in your deepest hearts that Garp would be good in b- I am shot and dragged out of the auditorium.

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Mihawk’s lips are dry and tempting. The next time he sees him trying to wet them, he kisses him. For a moment he feels the other’s hand tightening around his shoulder, and he sways a bit in Mihawk’s direction—

“Sorry, I’m— sorry”, he says automatically when the other pushes him back.

A cold chill goes up his spine and fights the wave of heat in his cheeks. His mind keeps juggling excuses as to why he could read the situation so wrong, when he was so sure that— 

He wishes he found Mihawk’s unblinking stare as unnerving as people usually do. 

“...What for?”. 

Shanks opens his mouth, closes it. He looks back at Mihawk’s perplexed expression, more or less as confused as him. Then he thinks about the other’s hand on his hair as he massaged him; about his fingers tracing idle patterns on the back of his hand in the underground. About the weight of his hand still on his shoulder. 

He takes a deep breath. 

“I said a lot of stupid shit”, he says as if it was some sort of grand commencement of a speech only to instantly run out of words. Good gods. Somehow Mihawk still makes him feel as if he was about to go on scene for the first time. 

“I didn’t want to fight you”, he tries to explain, feeling rather lame under the other’s scrutiny. 

No, he had wanted to fight off that part of his conscience that questioned what he was going to do when there wasn't any part of his dreams left to sacrifice over. Much like in their duels, Mihawk had the habit to strike and to do it hard. 

Restless and unsure, he tries to get something more out of the haze of ideas he toyed with, when he still used to think about what he’d say to Mihawk if he had the opportunity, only to be surprised by— 

“I wasn’t patient with you. I regret that”. 

Shanks’ head snaps back to meet Mihawk’s gaze. 

There’s a dust of pink on his cheeks and he sounds as if his words had been confessed under torture.  

He snorts. 

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when a character is written inconsistently because nobody thought about it that hard and you're like it's time for me to get in there.. and think about it that hard

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📸Florian Hetz

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rock band au mishanks + buggy character sheets

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obviously we have shanks being more verbally and physically affectionate because that’s just how he is in general… but i also raise for your consideration mihawk who doesn’t care what anyone thinks about him. only person’s opinion he’s ever cared about was shanks. mihawk who kisses shanks whenever he feels like it, and doesn’t really care if people stare at them… it’s also just mihawk making up for his poor verbal affection with strong physical affection—shows his care by the gentle way he patches shanks up after every duel, so naturally he shows his love by being as gentle with him in romance… i also just like the idea of shanks thinking mihawk won’t be very affectionate until mihawk shamelessly kisses him in front of his crew, and then his face is red the rest of the night heehee… anyway just thinking about mihawk being good at physical displays of love since his love language is acts of service and he’s touch starved to HELL

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modern goth family ! unbelievable

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perona makes GREAT use of her powers

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lougetown au sketches, where everyone is is a baby your honor Doffy is seventeen and Bogard is what? 20? aand Crocodile needs a trim

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Zoro’s definitely one of those kids who were convinced their older sibling is some form of evil entity.

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Does this count as finger food?

We all know where those fingers were.

I was wanting to practice color theory

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"Don't you ever shut up-!?"

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a panel i like from the hard feelings comic

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RedHawk!