#chapter 43

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Kinda official art from One Piece Gakuen, Chapter 43, uploaded (and translated) by @1000sunnygo here!

And I know the picture (or preview) has been posted before, maybe by Sunny, but I just gotta get out this picture of baby Law on his tricycle (or actually, I think it's a pushbike!), learning to ride, I think.

Cora-san about to trip on that banana peel and bring everyone down with him. I don't know if the sweat drop is because Law is prescient, or he's concentrating on getting balance and motion right (something Cora does not know a lot about a lot of the time!)

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[sairee]

Familiar brown eyes (Ghost x Soap)

After months apart, Soap and Ghost unexpectedly see each other during a mission. They can't stop they're longing for one another.

Chapter 43 excerpt from Don't Let Me Go on ao3.

“We should hide,” Ghost said.

The three of them looked around before Zhao’s eyes lit up. He pointed to something in the distance.

“Closet. There.”

The three of them made their way towards the door that Zhao had pointed out. As they approached it, Soap could see that it was made of thick wooden slats that were slanted in a way that made it so no one could see in but someone could see out.

Zhao opened the door and gestured for the two of them to enter. Ghost and Soap squeezed in, pressing their backs to opposite walls so they were facing each other. Zhao stepped inside and closed the door, peering closely out the slats of the door. What sounded like a dozen pairs of footsteps slapped heavily on the ground as they ran past the closet.

While they waited, Soap shifted his position, his legs accidentally knocking into Ghost’s. There was only one foot of space between them which felt much tighter than it was. Soap would have been able to feel Ghost’s breath against his skin if he hadn’t been wearing his mask.

Soap dragged his eyes up Ghost’s chest to find his eyes again. Ghost was already watching him silently. Even in the dim light, Soap could see the underlying sadness and longing that pierced back at him. Soap’s heart skipped a beat.

Finally getting a good look at Ghost, Soap noticed the side of his balaclava was ripped, a small flap hanging down. A straight cut slashed into his cheek dripped blood slowly and soaked into the side of the fabric.

Ghost’s eyes mapped every inch of Soap’s face in the matter of seconds, before lingering on the cut on his temple.

“You’re bleeding,” Ghost stated quietly, the deep growl in his voice ringing through Soap’s head.

“So are you,” Soap said back. Before he knew what he was doing, Soap raised his hand to gently touch the side of Ghost’s face. Ghost’s eyes softened upon feeling the touch. The feel of Ghost’s skin against his fingertips sent electricity surging through his arm and into his heart. The shock brought him back down to reality and he pulled his hand away again.

He briefly glanced over at Zhao who was already giving them a skeptical side-eye. His scrutiny quickly ended when his head tilted and his eyes focused on the empty space in between them.

“What is it?” Ghost asked.

Zhao raised his hands and pushed his earpiece in further, plugging the other one with his finger. “I’m getting something here but it’s hard to understand. One second.” Zhao turned his body away from them, focusing all his energy on trying to decipher the message he was being sent.

Ghost took one final glance at Zhao then focused his attention back onto Soap, causing Soap to be filled with waves of warmth. They looked deeply into each other’s eyes, the rest of the world disintegrating beyond them. Soap could see Ghost’s chest moving up and down as he took deep breaths.

Soap gripped his gun tighter so as to not reach out towards Ghost again.

Ghost’s eyes briefly flicked down to Soap’s lips, the insatiable craving to have Ghost’s mouth against his own making Soap feel dizzy. Ghost flicked his eyes back up to Soap’s.

“It’s taking all of my will power not to touch you right now,” Ghost murmured, the words hanging in the thick air between them.

Soap looked down at Ghost’s bare hands and long fingers that were wrapped around Soap’s pistol. One of his fingers was absentmindedly moving back and forth against the trigger guard. Soap looked back up at Ghost.

“You don’t have to…” Soap whispered, his heart skipping a beat as the words fell from his mouth. Ghost let out a shuddering breath and flicked his eyes briefly down to Soap’s lips once again. “Johnny, I-” Ghost started but was quickly interrupted by Zhao turning around hurriedly and dropping his hands from his ears.

Full chapter ao3.

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[kaelma]

A cough and the sound of two men turning over is either a stowaway situation, a muffled fight, or Ishmael and Queequeg admirably endeavoring to be quiet in their marriage bed.

[zonaenthusiast]

I still think to this day Sanji's introduction is the best by far between the mugiwaras. The whole exchange with Fullbody is peak One Piece and it's criminally underrated.

He is such a sassy brat, I love this side of him and Oda doesn't explore it enough.

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