#Buggy and Boa

[wordy-little-witch]

Dropping random One Piece ideas bc this is it now. This is how I cope.

Buggy focused bc I love this little blue haired buffoon

Buggy

• AuDHD

• BPD

• gender is a performance and he LOVES THE SPOTLIGHT BABYYYY

• Buggy is actually a year or so younger than Shanks, and they both use this as an insult point for arguments. Buggy calls him old man, Shanks calls him a teeny tiny little clown baby, Buggy punches Shanks, Shanks cries dramatically, the works.

• in my perception between them, their relationship could go either way - I love the interpretation of them seeing one another as brothers, I love the interpretation of them being lovers, I think either one fits them and it's precious and depending on the Shuggy flavor of the day. It's never both at the same time though. One or the other.

• Buggy has always been terrifyingly flexible. It was waved off when he was very little, but it was only around the time Crocus joined the crew that he noticed Buggy was much more flexible than most kids his age. Turns out baby blue has hypermobility syndrome. The Roger pirates helped him learn wrapping techniques to help stabilize his wrists and knees and hips, his biggest problem areas, but after the Devil Fruit Fiasco, he can and will just drop a limb. Floating is so much easier on bad pain days.

• Buggy still wraps and braces his body when he can, but he also hides most of them beneath his clothes. Few have seen him freely in braces. Cabaji and Mohji are the most familiar with that. Ritchie takes his role thereof as a living, furry weighted heating pad.

• kinesthetic and visual stimming Buggy my beloved.

• sometimes he's just. Touch Alvida. Not in a weird way, just... her Devil Fruit makes her skin and hair feel absolutely DIVINE and he can spend hours just. Playing with her fingers or brushing her hair. He's embarrassed by it.

• he has a very meticulous skin and hair care routine. It's one of very few routines he keeps to. Not even being in prison stopped it.

• he's actually really damn good with money and running a business. The situation with the Cross Guild was a Bad Time, Bad Place, Bad Luck situation, which is honestly just his brand at this point.

• He was a warlord for all of a few months, but in that time, he did, in fact, have to attend a few meetings, and he did, in fact, make a friend! A friend nobody ever expected.

• Boa Hancock and Buggy are the most underrated Mean Girls Squad ever and I'll die on that hill, I think they'd be so funny as friends. Ask me more on my Boa Buggy Besties ideas please I am begging I love them so much

• Cross Guild happens, and it goes fairly similar to Canon, but Buggy quite literally within that three week time frame got the entirety of his loan back AND the interest and was like "hey so like. Did you still want this or-?"

• the mercenaries at Karai Bari are all very progressive. Buggy is a lax ruler, by most standards, but he puts his foot down firmly regarding bigotry, racism, sexism, etc.

• Buggy is not actually human, but he doesn't know that. He was orphaned at a VERY early age, was adopted by Roger pretty young, and he doesn't really remember much pre-piracy. He does know his genetics are a little weird, #ThanksCrocus, but not much beyond that. This may be Important later on if anyone wants some silly little concepts

• demisexual nblm, but once he catches feelings, he becomes a harlot harlequin

• once took off a limb and forgot where he left it. Has genuinely devoted microchipping his limbs.

• some people have comfort activities like hiking or painting. He makes bombs. It's very soothing and he likes the BOOM

• has a multitude of explosives btw; everything from large range, highly damaging, lethal weapons, to flashy, mildly inconveniences. He once made a batch of mini muggy balls full of itching powder just to see if he could and now it's his favorite thing to prank people with. ((Yes, he designed those while a Warlord. Yes, he tested it on the Navy. No, he was never definitively caught.))

• when he's busy, he ties his hair in a bun and puts pens, pins, etc in his hair, ends up looking like a porcupine or sea urchin.

• he has a really bad habit of hyperfixating for hours upon hours on end. Galdino, Alvida, Mohji and Cabaji have a rotation system to check on him if he hasn't been seen for 5 or more hours. They'll drag him away from his work (some more gently than others), make him eat, drink, etc. ((Alvida huffs and puffs about it, but she's also among the first ones to wipe a grease smear from his face, look him over head to toe and determine whether she's pulling the Girls Night card. She will die before admitting that she adores this bastard.))

• Buggy is allergic to pineapples.

That's all I got rn okay ily byyyeeee

[crossguild]

OP FAN LETTER INTRODUCTION

[huyandere]

silly shuggynanigans collection

[nellpose]

my fav warlords✨

[raiteinami]

One Piece official art

[astriaels]

one piece art dump LETS GO

[console-pokeballs-rupees]

One Piece in Stuido Ghibli style

[where-does-the-heart-lie]

One Piece STI Tier List

(Sexually transmitted disease)

i will not elaborate in any way.

Here’s the tier list template i used to make this

[microrockets]

🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️

[chocopink]

If you wanna know more about my Warlords redesign check out my new video, link to my channel in my bio :)

[keysandcrosses]

drawtober day 1-10

[coffit0]

Yk what, whateverrrr *turns your one piece characters into pocket size*

[queen-of-andor]

I love that on the new One Piece Gakuen chapter we see the girls chilling out on their shared room in the hotel:

And meanwhile the boys are making a mess in their shared room while playing pillow fight:

And of course Buggy has the worst luck lol. RIP, buddy xD

[huyandere]

i was watching vids of people guessing the random celebrities and decided to draw it with warlords of the sea

[granetdud]

Local Pirate terrorizes clown, lasts 25 years.

Happy 25 Years of Villains: Monkey D Luffy

yes, this is the THIRD (and hopefully final time) I've made a piece with this same idea

[asce-of-hearts]

Request time has come again!

May I please request a

 Yan!Boa, Yan! Buggy, Yan! Shanks, and Yan Marco!

(separately please)

Who are hunting down their gn darling after said darling escaped from them. 

Please and Thank you!🙏 (Sry for any spelling errors) 

Hunt

contents: Yan!Boa, Yan!Buggy, Yan!Shanks and Yan!Marco hunting down their darling after they've escaped (gn!reader)

more Boa content here

more Buggy and Shanks content here

more Marco content here

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WARNINGS: YANDERE

Boa Hancock

You can hear stone crumble and break under her strength, her heavy breathing as she searches for you. It was foolish from your part, really, to think you could actually hide from her inside the jungle mess of rocks and ruins that surround you. You try to steady your heartbeat, afraid the incessant pounding inside your chest will rat you out.

"Why are you doing this to me, my dear?" She asks, almost crying. "I love you so much, my love. So why are you doing this to me!?" She wails, her leg puncturing another rock, who crumbles to dust after a few seconds. "Come out! Come out in this instant!"

You can hear her snarling and crying, wailing time after time whenever she doesn't find you. But she can sense you, feel you, you're somewhere around here, she just has to find out where.

"I should've just turned you into rock when I had the chance! At least as a fucking statue you wouldn't be doing this to me!" She cries out, laughing humorlessly. "Maybe I'll do it once I find you, my dear."

A rock dangerously close to you crumbles to dust with a loud, sickening crack. You gasp, pressing your hands over your mouth to avoid screaming. You close your eyes, feeling how your heart stops for a second at this. And then there's quiet, only her soft sobbing in the background. You think you're safe, that she's about to give up.

Then you feel it, or rather not, you can't feel your legs. When you look at them, they're slowly turning into stone. You look behind you, trying to stand up, only to find her shadow looming over you.

"Found you, my dear."

Buggy the Star Clown

"I promise you, this isn't as a good idea as you think it is." He says in a chuckle, his footsteps echoing around the big top. "I know this place like the back of my hand, and even if I didn't, I'd have my crew searching for you. So... can you come out now?"

He already knows where you are, the floor is dirt and you weren't smart enough to cover your tracks correctly. He already knows the exact location, so he's frankly just exasperated. He had trusted you enough to not tie you up and leave you stranded, but then again, he shouldn't have.

"I'm going to throw a knife," he speaks again, his voice cracking a little, he's tweaking really, there's nothing he would love more than to pounce over you for a second. "I'm going to throw multiple knives, actually, and if one of them lands over where you're hiding, you're going to come out."

The sound of blades traveling through the air makes you flinch, covering your head as you curl up and duck next to the barrels you're hiding within. You can feel hot, salty tears running down your cheeks. But none of them landed where you are, so you're safe for now.

"Here I go again, ready?" He asks, almost condescending. "If you don't come out when I give you the chance. I will go looking for you, ___." That's a threat, but you just hope he doesn't find you, you pray for it. You hear the blades cutting through the air again, how they thud thud thud as they stick over other objects. Has he missed again? You only count two knives out of the three he usually throws. You try to search for the sound of the last knife.

The knife sticks right on the barrel behind you.

"Red Haired" Shanks

"Where are you going?" He asks, his eyes narrowing slightly as you freeze in place. You thought when the captain was sleeping was a good time to sneak away, apparently it wasn't.

"To... To get- uhm... some fresh air." You murmur, not facing him. Clutching the stuff on your little bag against your chest.

"And what are you carrying with you?" He cocks a brow, already rising from the bed.

"A... book. And a blanket." You lie through your teeth.

You can hear the creaking of the wood as he walks closer to you, how the ocean gently rocks the boat you're both inside.

"Not funny. Leave your stuff and come back to bed before I make you pass out." His hand is placed over your shoulder, a gentle squeeze to remind you just who is it that you're going to fight against. "You don't stand a chance, don't even think about it."

"Please."

"You have three seconds, ___" His voice is a low growl, and you don't know if he's giving you time to run or to come back to him. You're not taking any chances, you feel like a little rabbit in front of a much larger predator, your feet leap off the floor as you make a run for the door.

Your fingers grace the handle, and then, everything goes black.

Phoenix Marco

"You're burning me!" You squeal as he pins your wrists to the ground, tackling you. His eyes are wide, breathing heavily through his mouth.

"I know," He murmurs, detached, cold. But he doesn't stop, your nails dig into the soil, dirt creeping underneath as you try to crawl away. It's only when the stench of burnt hair reaches his nostrils that he pulls away. "I'll burn you again if you try to run."

Your mind goes blank, freezing in place as those blue flames surround you in an inescapable ring of fire. You only sigh, your forehead pressed to the ground as you sob.

"I've already lost so much, you know?" He says, gently tucking away your hair from the back of your neck, softly pressing a kiss there. "I can't keep letting you do this, ___. I try to be lenient, but you make it so difficult sometimes."

"Then let me leave."

"No. For the love of all things holy, what part of no don't you understand?" He asks, much more harshly. His glasses are all stained, he's barely able to see your shaking form through the grime that now covers them. He grits his teeth, trying to keep calm. "I'm not letting you leave, because something bad will happen to you, something bad always happens when I'm not there to help."

"I don't need your help!" You scream, your clothes are covered in dirt and grass. You cry, he flips you over, now facing him.

"But you will," He says with a gentle smile, his warm hands removing the tears from your face, only leaving a cloud of mist behind.

"And I'm not taking any chances, my dove."

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