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[wesleysniperking]

Usopp and Conqueror’s Haki | part 3 (TL;DR)

previously

Resilience

Usopp may have hit rock bottom at one point, but he managed to bounce back from that as well. He survived Boin Archipelago, a man-eating island, and although in the Syrup Village arc he failed to convince the villagers that Kuro was a fake he still had the resolve to protect the villagers (the same people who wanted to attack him).

Heck, when the Franky family jumped/beat him up TWO times, he still came back and fought after the first time, and still tried getting up and fight.

When Sugar and Trebol got him the first time, he still had the resolve to help Luffy so Sugar wouldn’t turn Luffy into a toy (and a lot of people were after Usopp because Doflamingo placed such a hefty bounty on his head), so it was definitely risky.

Intuition

Easy. When he fought Perona, and defeated Sugar. He knew where to get ‘em. He figured it out. From Perona’s astral projections (and apparent fear of cockroaches) and Sugar’s fear of his face, he knocked them both out. Heck, Intuition was the facet of him unlocking Observation haki.

Then there’s the whole “his lies always come true” thing. That takes some great intuition. He was able to get the gist that someone was after Sanji based on Sanji’s bounty (leading up to the WCI events). And then there’s when he told everyone during the Buster Call at Enies Lobby to get on the Going Merry (and Zoro was against it and it seemed so absurd to get on a broken ship), and the Going Merry saved the crew. Because if he hadn’t kept her (and fought Luffy), she would’ve never come to save them (and he took the utmost care of the Going Merry).

Visionary

Heck, this was from the jump. Even back in Syrup Village (I honestly think that’s what encouraged the Romance Dawn Trio to recruit him). He had that trio of little boys following him around and he always expressed wanting to become a brave warrior of the sea like his father and a true pirate. Again, this is where he becomes a good storyteller and talks things into existence. From big fish poop (Little Garden) that's the size of an island to a beautiful swordswoman with meat (Rebecca back in Dressrosa), his lies come true.

Even back in Little Garden, he was inspired by the giants and wanted to furthermore become/resemble their image of what being a brave warrior was all about.

Then back in Onigashima, when those swordsman/samuari were wanting to surrender to their fate and not keep fighting. But Usopp was disgusted by that, and he gave a speech that further brought home his vision; his dream.

This even goes back to Boin, when he opted to lose weight and have Heracles’ train him because he wanted to become The King of Shooters.

Must be born with it

So, this just kinda makes me more speculative than anything. Some even say this trait is somewhat disputable. This is one thing on the list overall that brings me to a halt. In all fairness we don’t know how far Yasopp’s haki abilities go (he could quite possibly 5% of a chance have conquerors…but I’m not betting on…it?). AND we don’t know much about Usopp’s lineage that goes way beyond his dad. But this is kind of something you have to justify with or without research or evidence.

Moving On...

Yes, yes. Oda is quoted saying that Usopp will always be the “weakest” crew member…so? I’m not looking for Usopp to be this overpowered nut, and honestly, I love him the way he is. No doubt about it. But Conqueror’s Haki would be a cool add-on narratively and symbolically. Since I’m always comparing Usopp to King David (David and Goliath), I’m pretty sure David would have had conqueror’s haki; he was known as the warrior king too!

Conclusion

Either way, it’s just a funny thing to entertain. Conqueror’s Haki and Usopp in the same sentence didn’t feel right at first, but now it’s starting to.

I remember somewhere (it was Worstgen), where this person was discussing Usopp fighting Luffy in order to keep (or to obtain) the Going Merry, and they said if that’s not big d*ck energy then they don’t know what is. It literally made me LOL ‘cause that person’s perception of Conqueror’s Haki was soooo simple and crude. But I’m not judgin’. Anywho, I don’t think my words are an entirely accurate take on what Conqueror's Haki EXACTLY is, but it’s what I’ve commonly come across, and is still quite a mystery to the OP fandom and the world itself.

Off Subject or P.S.

A little off subject, but if we want to give a bit more perspective, some people even believe that the “Arlong Boys” will get conquerors haki (which includes Luffy, Zoro, Usopp, and Sanji).

Then fans even go off of the basis of Zoro, Sanji, and Usopp being the only ones who’ve fought their captain (Whiskey Peak, Water 7, and Whole Cake Island), AND even harming a celestial dragon (Sanji kicked the crap out of one, Zoro threatened one and was even willing to k!ll them, and Usopp accidentally fell on top of one who was about to hurt some innocent people AND it was the one with the most superiority in that vicinity).

Ah, this makes me so giddy just thinking about it. But seriously, Usopp getting Conqueror’s Haki would work well narratively. It would give the message of how even those seen as weak can truly be a conqueror.

A good evolution to Usopp’s growth.

A good ending point.

So, thank you for your time. This concludes my Ted Talks.

Part 1

Part 2

[vurbrena]

[saraptor-art]

Arlong pirates and fireworks

Digging from my ask box all the way back from May! (So fear not if you’ve sent me something, I do answer! But you can always dm me)

I kept it it the back of my mind for when I had the time and I’m pretty happy with it! I haven’t drawn them all four together since my first animatic ☀️

[onepiececoloredits]

From One Piece Color Walk 2

[mad-mendo]

i'm just going to put this here as a reminder for the pt.2 of my request hehe...

(don't mind me :)) )

I remember just having to think about how to write it.

Part. 2 Fishmen live action x Human Reader

(Sorry for any mistakes, I'm still accepting orders, the inbox is open.)

𓆝 𓆛 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟  ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏ 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆛 𓆟

Arlong🦈💜

He didn't count how long it's been since you disappeared, a month? a year? he didn't know (two months had passed). He had even forgotten a little about you.

He went with Kuroobi and Chuu to one of the ships near Cocoyasi Island to take money from them.

That was Arlong's main plan, but once he boarded the ship. He froze in place. There you were, on board! Shocked, he stood on the deck of the sailor ship and looked at you.

He saw you but wasn't sure if it was really you, you had the same skin tone, your hair the same although longer than he remembered. And those eyes that he would recognise anywhere.

Kuroobi and Chuu took care of the rest of the sailors and left you to Arlong alone. The mighty purple fisherman walked towards you confidently. you were not afraid, it impressed him now.

He came up and stood in front of you, grabbed your neck and growled.

-You stupid man! Where have you been!-he shouted in your face.

He continued to aggressively squeeze your neck, the wet hand squeezing your neck gave a strange contrast to the choking. You had to admit that this was new and even enjoyable.

-I'll show you an escape!!!- he shouts and squeezes your neck harder.

You are overcome by darkness and lose consciousness.

You wake up after some time, in a strange dark room. You sit down on the bed, strange you were on a ship and now in some room on a bed.

You quickly look under the covers and are glad to see that you are fully dressed. A gentle smile adorns your face.

-What are you smiling about,‖ a sharp voice asks you from across the room.

You lift your gaze and see the door open and in it a powerful figure. you retreat further back into the wall on the bed.

-Now are you afraid of me (Reader)?- asks the voice and the figure enters closing the door behind him.

You look more closely at the figure who walks towards the bed you are on.

-Arlong?- you ask shocked, you didn't think he wanted to kidnap you.

-Yes silly man it is me- He replies sitting down on the bed.

His heaviness causes the bed to collapse into him.

You look at him in shock, tilting your head to the side. Not knowing why he kidnapped you.

-Come here stupid man.- he orders you aggressively.

You see that he is holding something in his hand, you swallow your saliva nervously, slowly on your knees you approach him. You notice that the bed is very comfortable.

Arlong grabs you by the hair and pulls you closer to him.

-You are so stupid… Did you run away from me? You are just like the rest. But…-

He stops and moves his scaly thumb across your lips.

-I have a little weakness for you, and I'll take advantage of the fact that I've always wanted a pet-

He says and squeezes your face in his free hand.

-You are fit to be my pet. - He laughs letting go of your face.

Not knowing what he means you look at him with curious eyes. He opens the hand in which he was holding something earlier and you see the collar. He laughs at you.

-It's temporary, you'll have with my name later,- he says and puts the collar aggressively around your neck.

He smiles at this.

-Lays nicely- he says pulling on the collar.

He forces you to sit on his lap, with the other hand that was not holding your collar, he places on your buttocks. You squeal and he laughs louder.

-So I will tell you the extent of your duties. Surely you don't run away, because if you do I will find you I will break your lousy human legs and fuck you. So that your stupid mind that it will not be able to think of anything else, Than my powerful fish cock.-.

He strokes your head.

-Returning to your duties, you will do everything at my beck and call. Eating, sleeping, reading, bathing and above all pleasing me,- he adds, licking your neck.

You tremble at this in shock and fear. You were supposed to help Nami, not be a pet.

-As for pleasing me… we will start now.- He says biting your neck.

You scream and Arlong pulls you tighter by your collar.

(You make up the rest)

Kuroobi🐟🤍

He counted every day since you were gone, a month and a half had passed according to him.

The saddest month of his life, a month of mourning in his heart. He even thought he didn't deserve love.

Evening came and another party in Arlong Park, he sat and drank alcohol from a bottle. Shouting praises to the crew every now and then.

He didn't know if he was so drunk or already daydreaming. But he saw you, walking to Arlong holding some kind of bag, he blinked at it thinking if it was true.

He got up and walked over to where you were talking to Arlong, he saw you hand him the bag and his captain looking at it and smiling.

He says something to you and you nod and enter the main building. He follows you and sees you looking around the middle of the place. Like you're thinking where to go.

-you there what are you doing!- he shouts at you, still not sure if it was you.

You turned to him and your gazes crossed, his heart beat again, harder this time.

-O hello Kuroobi- You say cheerfully to him.

He gasps a little, and walks towards you.

-What are you doing here- he shouts drunkenly.

You smile at him.

-I'm back, to Nami- you reply honestly.

His facial expression turns a little dreamy, maybe he feels jealousy too. That you didn't come back for him.

-Fine.- he replies and walks past you going to his quarters.

You follow him, wondering if he is angry with you. He ignores you and walks into his quarters, you slide in behind him.

-Are you angry,- you ask approaching him.

-I'm not,-he says sarcastically. - I'm not, am I supposed to be angry that you left me overnight? Maybe that you didn't even shower me?"- he babbles drunkenly

-I'm back, it matters… and I'll admit it may be for you. - You say look into the ground.

looks at you in shock. He didn't expect that answer.

-You really do.- he asks coming up to you.

You nod your head like yes, Kuroobi's drunken state forces him to kiss you. He does it, and you're stunned, staring at him with your eyes wide open, and after a while you kiss him, you have to stand on your toes to kiss him.

He pulls you back into the bed, he sits on it, he pulls you on it. She's lying on it with you on the bed.

-I fucking love you- confesses in your mouth, kisses you again with passion.

The only reason he's brave is because of the alcohol in his mouth. He's massaging your hips, and you're breathing into his mouth.

-Kuroobi stop, I'm going the wrong way. - You whisper into his mouth.

You're afraid of a little bit of Arlong's anger for seducing his lieutenant.

-Fuck me now. - I admit it more passionately by kissing you.

(Imagine the rest)

Chuu/Chew🐟💙

He was sitting at the gate, still waiting for you. Come on, he thought you were dead, he'd rather make sure by waiting every night for 15 minutes outside the gate.

He stood and looked at the big villages, westerly. You had been gone for a month.

And you were gone, no one knows anything. He was annoyed by the fact.

He stomped his leg upset, he was angry today. He kicked the rock and turned around to go back to Arlong Park.

-Au- He hears a voice from the woods and turns that way ready to be exterminated.

-Come on the whore!- he screams putting his hands in his pocket

Shocked to see you coming out of the woods massaging your head.

-Is this how you greet me?- you ask, blowing your hand away from a sore head.

Chew looks at you in shock.

-Are you alive?!- he keeps looking at you with his mouth wide open, but keeps his hands in his pockets.

- as you can see, you admit when you get close to him.

You're standing in front of him, smiling. And he's still staring in shock with his mouth open. You put your index finger under his chin, closing his mouth.

He blushes a little on it and grabs your hand, looks at you with a serious look.

-Where the fuck have you been this month! - he screams to your face.

You get a little shocked by it and you move away from him a little bit. But you don't take your hand out of his embrace. You're smiling at him a little bit, and he's biting his lip.

He lets go of your hand and hugs you all of a sudden, he didn't even know why he just felt he had to do it.

-Don't leave me like this anymore. - I order you to bury your head between your scabbard and your shoulder

You blush a little, and you hug him.

-I promise I won't do it again- You promise to squeeze him a little harder.

He pushes you a little into the woods, nodding a little backwards, doing his bidding.

-I'll see to it myself. - He growls a little at your neck.

You're shaking at it, not knowing what he's up to. He's leaning your body against a tree in the middle of the woods.

-Hey Chew what are you doing?- you ask shocked and surprised by his behavior, you thought he hates you but I guess he doesn't.

-Something I should have done a long time ago. - I'm kissing your cheek aggressively pushing your body into a tree.

kisses you so aggressively for moments, shoves his tongue into your mouth. You moan at it in amazement, I grab your thighs and lift it, and you wrap your legs around his body.

He pushes you to the tree and moves away from the kiss. There's a shard of saliva between your lips that's bursting.

-Now stay calm- I'll kiss you again.

𓆝 𓆛 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟  ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏ 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆛 𓆟

(The rest is for your imagination.)

⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

[mmkin]

Get You Some Chew love!

The next part of my Get You Some Arlong Pirates is now up, starring our favorite big-lipped fishman. (snippet from story included in cut below link. Content warning - mentions of slavery and abuse. NSFW but consensual between Chew and his partner)

“I’d think you would be more excited about a mermaid dragging you off into the woods to be alone with you, hm?” you ask him flirtatiously. His lips pull into one of his trademark smirks as he looks down at you, but you see desire in his eyes despite his cool facade.

So, is that how it's going to be, you wonder. Some men like to act tough or distant so that their supplicants or petitioners will grovel or beg harder. You've seen it done to slaves and commoners alike when a Celestial Dragon decides they will not grant favors so easily.

You’re not going to let Chew do that. You will have him on his knees, begging before you decide to grant him some mercy. So you reach down, boldly grabbing his crotch and kneading it through his shorts. You feel the stiffening and twitching, and you mirror his smirk with your own as you continue to massage him, remembering the times you’d caught him watching you, his expression controlled, his eyes half-lidded as they so often were.

When he is nice and hard, you slide your hand up and under his vest, feeling his abs and the sun mark that is branded onto his stomach.

“Open your vest,” you command, not wanting to deal with the hindrance of the fabric. He quickly does as you ask, and by the moonlight filtering through the leaves above your head, you’re rewarded with quite a delectable sight. Your previous owner, and many of the men you had to perform for, were disgusting, flabby humans, soft from living useless lives. On Chew, it looks like the plushest part of him is his lips, and from what you felt between his legs, his lips are the only part of him that’s soft.

“Like what you see?” Chew asks. You look up at him through your eyelashes.

“I’m still here, aren’t I?” you ask as your fingers trace along his collarbone before sliding down to a nipple, and you carefully rub it with the pad of your finger. You hear a sharp intake of breath as his nipple responds, and you pinch and roll it between your thumb and finger for several seconds, watching his expression. He’s enjoying it, but still trying to maintain a calm facade. You still have one free hand, so you use that opportunity to tease his other nipple as you press your pelvis to his upper thighs, feeling the unmistakable evidence of his arousal against your lower stomach. He arches against you, and you smile before pulling your hips back.

Your nails scrape lightly against his skin as you move your hands downward. “Open your pants.”

He is quick to obey this command as well. You reach in, pulling out his turgid member. It's longer with a slight upward curve, thicker, and with a pleasing color, more attractive than any organ you've ever seen before. "Nice," you breathe almost without thinking. Nice is quite the understatement, but it's a word that will suffice for the moment, especially as your insides warm to a degree you're certain you've never experienced before. You study it for a couple of moments, admiring the gentle color shift to purplish at the tip.

You use your hands again, stroking, running your nails along the length, some pumping, while Chew leans back against the tree, watching everything you do, his teeth delicately gritted as he maintains self-control, but there is no denying that his cheeks are more rosy than they normally are. Here and there, you’ll move your hand away from his penis so that you can tease his stomach or thighs, or his nipples.

You do not allow him to try to grab you. He is surprisingly obedient when you tell him to keep his hands at his sides, though you’ll see him flex his biceps or fingers as a way to try to maintain his patience. You rub your finger along the tip, feeling the precum that oozes from there, and rubbing the slick along the head of his throbbing need, and you hear a groan as he shifts his body weight, bringing his hips forward as he does so.

You move back, refusing him the satisfaction he so craves. You wet the tip of your thumb and fingers against him before sliding them down his length and cupping his balls.

“You’re quite ready to cum, aren’t you?” you ask in a soft voice, massaging him. Fishmen typically have their balls closer to their body, not hanging so loose like humans. But there is enough there for you to feel, and you gently press into it with your palm. He nods.

“You don't get to cum until I do," you say, lifting your skirt. You're not wearing underwear. "Put these lips of yours to good use."

And he does, sinking to his knees while you lift one foot, propping it against the tree and leaning from the same side with your arm, getting yourself comfortable. His lips feel divine as he presses them against your inner thighs, and you are unable to hold back a coo of enjoyment. You do not object when he slides his hands along your legs. He's a bit awkward at first, but you're fucking horny, and he wants you to cum, so he listens to you and feels how you buck your hips against his face. His lips and tongue moved more slowly at first as he familiarized himself with you, but in due time, his attention became aggressive, his tongue working at you with a rapid-fire that makes you think of his water missiles.

You try to make sense of what is going on down there, but every vibration pummels any rational thought you attempt to form, your clit aching deliciously as he flicks his powerful tongue against that oh-so-sensitive nub… How the fuck is that even possible?

You didn’t think any man would be capable of this, but he has your hips rolling against his face frantically, and he has his hands on your outer thighs to steady you, his fishman strength giving him an edge over you as he uses them to keep you from falling over. You have to bite back screeches and cries as the unending vibrations assault your clit before he sends you crashing into orgasm, gasping and panting as you hug his head to your body with one hand tangled in his hair. He slows his pace, but his lips and tongue draw out the pleasure at a gentler pace, leaving you panting and whimpering.

Damn. You feel his hands slide from you as he stands up, and you see he is still erect. You’d become so lost in pleasure that you had nearly forgotten why you were here.

“So, little mermaid,” he whispers. “I believe it is my turn.” There is that voice you hear when he is leading a team on a mission, issuing commands with calm efficiency. Your mind scrambles to assess the situation so you can take control of it again. Your inner thighs tremble, and you swear your clit is still buzzing.

Part of you is annoyed at how he was able to surprise you in such a pleasurable way. Even now, you ache for him, having felt how thick and hard he was. You suppose you can be petty and finish him off with a handjob or tell him to finish himself off while you watch, but when you feel the tip of his cock slide along your inner thigh, the rest of your body is firm in telling you that your clit isn’t the only part of you that needs fun.

You arch your back and press against him. He takes the cue readily enough and slides into you. Even with how slick you are, his cock is a commanding presence as it fills you, making itself known with a twitch that has you moaning. One of his hands rests on the tree, and the other wanders to your side, sliding along it and gently massaging a tit as he stands there, impaling you and forcing you on tiptoe due to his height.

“Does the lovely mermaid like my cock, chu?” he demands quietly, rolling his hips against you.

“Are all fishmen this cocky?" you ask, evading his question. He chuckles at that and rolls his hips more firmly, lifting you off your feet.

“Feel that? I know you do,” Chew comments smugly. You blow a raspberry at him, and he laughs before peppering your jawline with kisses. You could become addicted to these lips if you’re not careful…

[sporadicthingcollection]

Kiss, Marry, Kill: Part 1/2 (LA!Buggy the Clown x F!Reader)

Summary: In which Buggy overhears a private conversation and uses that knowledge against you. Pairing: LA!Buggy the Clown x F!Reader Rating: Semi-explicit. Word Count: ~3k (of 5.3k) Warnings: Clown abuse, strong language, incorrect use of a straight razor.

Never had you on my mind Now you're there all the time Never knew what I missed until I kissed ya

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By all accounts, Buggy should be having a great time. There's food, alcohol, gambling... hell, there's even a swimming pool. Not that he can partake, but he can live vicariously.

Instead, he's got a whole school of shark eyes trained on him as he sits on a stool next to Arlong's throne. This water park sucks.

He's not chained up or anything. The threat of a couple dozen sets of teeth ripping into him is reason enough to sit perfectly still, keep his mouth shut, and try to look as small as possible. No sudden movements, no change in expression, no—

"Kiss the clown, marry the waiter, kill Pink Hair."

Buggy sits bolt upright and looks around. Who the hell said that?

Arlong doesn't even deign to look at him. "Hear something?"

Clear. Crisp. With a little bit of an accent, maybe. He's heard it somewhere recently, but where?

Certainly not here. It was a woman's voice, and Arlong Park is a bit of a sausage party at the moment. Not that he can tell on sight with fishpeople.

"Answer me, clown," Arlong rumbles.

He forgets who he's talking to for a moment. "Eavesdropping's an art," he snaps. "You can't rush art."

Big mistake. Arlong responds with a low, wet growl. "It's been three days. My patience is running thin."

Quiet chatter. The clinking of silverware. Someone chewing with their mouth open. The little pirates are at a restaurant, it seems.

He relays this to Arlong. He's less than pleased. He enunciates every word to show his teeth. "Care to be more specific?"

A shudder crawls up the back of Buggy's neck. He takes a swig of his drink to cover it. He places his fingers over his remaining ear, straining.

"You're shitting me." That voice he recognizes. The redhead. The one who ruined his show. The one Arlong's so interested in. Nadi? Nani? Noni?

The other woman speaks. "Nami, you rejected him," she says. "Girl Code only applies if you were dating."

Nami. That's her, the conniving little bitch. "No, not the waiter. I mean you'd seriously kiss the clown? He nearly killed us."

He'd recognize Rubber Boy's voice anywhere, the little shitheel. "And his nose would get in the way."

The mystery woman speaks up again. "That's nothing new. I’ve smacked noses with plenty of guys."

Okay, that narrows it down. It’s not the redhead, it can't be Rubber Boy or the bounty hunter, so that leaves...

...you. Of course it's you. How could he forget you? You're the only one who laughed at Axe-Hand Moron. Granted, it was more like a snnrrrk and you immediately clapped your hand over your mouth, eyes wide with horror, but it was a laugh all the same.

And in that moment, he knew he liked you. Bad sense of humor. Cute smile. A little bashful. He appreciates that. Sure, you helped humiliate him not an hour after the fact, but all's fair in love and piracy.

"Look, I'm not saying it’s a good idea," you continue, "but sometimes you gotta live dangerously."

The bounty hunter speaks, dry and droll. "Storms are dangerous. Bar fights are dangerous. You're just insane."

"Oh, c'mon, you're not seriously gonna hold Fu..." You pause. "Kiss Marry Kill answers against me."

So that's what's going on. "They're just chattering like they always are," he says to Arlong.

Arlong does not like that answer. He snatches Buggy up by the neck, lifting him clear off the ground with only one hand.

"Wait! Wait wait wait! They're still talking! I might have something!" He kicks and struggles, but it's no use.

You speak. "You think everything pops off? ‘Cause a gal could really— hyurk.”

Laughter all around as you’re cut off by something. Sounds like you choked.

“Thank you, Usopp,” Nami says. “I am not having that conversation.”

Arlong saunters over to the pool, carrying Buggy like a ragdoll. He has precious few seconds now. C'mon, he wills them, say something useful!

A slap, a spit, then a couple of hard coughs. “Nice shot,” you wheeze. “Use the unspicy peanut next time. I think I burned my windpipe.”

The new guy — Usopp — scoffs. “Spicy? Please. This isn’t spicy. Baratie spicy is barely a zip. Now, you want spicy, you gotta hit up the Great Pepper Isles. Their chilis are so hot, I had an out-of-body experience.”

And boom, there it is. Right as he's about to be dropped into the water, his ticket to life.

“Baratie! They're at Baratie," he chokes out. "That floating restaurant. That really nice one I got thrown out of, the pricks."

It was Cabaji's fault. Turns out whipping a unicycle out at the bar is frowned upon. Who'd've thunk.

Arlong 'smiles.' All teeth and gums and no mirth at all. "Consult our charts," he says to the nearest fishman. "I'll prepare our compass."

He grabs Buggy by the hair and yanks. In the interest of not getting his neck broken, he separates his head from his body. Unfortunately, gravity takes over and his body plunges into the pool.

Weakness swamps him like a rogue wave. He can't say a word as he's stuffed into a cloth sack and everything goes dark.

In both ears, all he can hear are the sounds of laughter.

---

Someday, Buggy will learn not to run his fat mouth. That day is not today.

Usopp barges into the galley and lobs his head through the air, a low slow toss. He only has a moment to appreciate not being overhand pitched before landing on the floor. Not on his nose, fortunately, but it still hurts.

He points at the blonde guy — Sanji? Sanji. "I can't take it anymore. He's your problem now. I'm going to bed. Goodnight."

He tramps off as Buggy flips himself upright. “What’s his problem?” he asks no one in particular. “Sheesh, you make one ‘your mom’ joke and—“

A decidedly unmanly yelp escapes him as he's popped up into the air. The world spins and turns and he braces himself to hit the ground again, only to be caught in soft hands. He's spun around...

...and comes face to face with you, regarding him with curious, contemptuous eyes.

Oh, you're even prettier up close. The redhead's a looker, but she's still a kid. Soft. Pale. Set like a mousetrap, ready to spring and break some poor chump's neck at the slightest provocation.

But you? You're a grown-ass woman. Comfortable in your sun-kissed skin. A twinkle of experience in your eye and the ease of someone who's been sailing her ship for years.

He can't help but smile. "Well, well, well. Fancy meeting you here, gorgeous," he says with a wink.

From the corner of his eye, he sees Sanji shoot him a glare. Your expression remains cool and uninterested. Shifting his head to your side, you hold him against your hip like a laundry basket. Even through your trousers, the soft swell of flesh warms his cheek.

“Weren't you just on buggysitting duty?” you ask Sanji.

Buggysitting? Really? "I'm right here, y'know," he grumbles.

He's ignored, as per usual. Sanji straightens up and huffs. “New guy always gets the shit jobs.”

“Let’s trade,” you say. “You take my watch and I’ll mind our chatty compass.”

Rude. “I’m still right here.”

Sanji shakes his head. “Go get your beauty sleep. Not that you need it, of course."

Wow, that was a bad line. Buggy makes his displeasure known with a retch.

“Sleep is for people who don’t have coffee.” You flap your hand toward the door. "Shoo.”

Sanji glances between you and Buggy, but heads for the door. "Any trouble at all, love, and I’m a shout away."

A little smile colors your voice. "If he starts gnawing my ankles, you’ll be the first to know."

Sanji returns the smile, sickeningly sweet. As he leaves, you sit at the table, placing Buggy across from you.

He wants nothing more than to plant his leg on a stool, lean in on his knee, and give you a toothy grin. But alas, he must settle for the grin. "Alone at last. Come here often?"

You don't even bother to look at him, too preoccupied with picking up a very shiny straight razor and a strip of leather. Muscle ripples under your skin as you slide the blade back and forth.

"So you're the barber," he says. You don't respond. "Can't imagine you're too busy on a ship with a bunch of babyfaces." Still nothing. "Don't suppose I could get a shave, then? Last time I used a straight razor, I ended up like this!"

"Barber surgeon," you say as you inspect the blade. Dissatisfied with some invisible blemish, you continue stropping.

He shrugs, only to remember he can’t. "Say, doc, I can't feel anything below my neck. Could you take a look?”

Irritation tints your voice. “Not a doctor,” you say. You’ve clearly had to explain this countless times before. “Doctors treat the inside. I fix up the outside.”

“Splitting hairs, Miss Sawbones.”

Shiff shiff shiff goes the razor. "If you don't stop talking, we’re gonna see if cutting off the nose really does spite the face. Might be an improvement for you.”

That’s just low. “Keep talking shit and this bark is gonna turn into bite.”

You finally look up. You level the razor at him, glaring down the blade. “You’re the only one talking, clown.”

Damn. Your eyes are pretty. Warm as the first sunbeam of a summer morning, but dark as the blotches he gets in his eyes when he looks into a spotlight by accident. Hot like one, too. Heat lurks below the dark surface, like warm charcoal about to catch fire.

Nerves ball up in his absent chest. He swallows them and summons his bravado. “Can ya blame me? I’ve got shit else to do. I’ve met parrots with more to say than you.”

"Count the cracks in the ceiling."

"One, two, three—“ He gives an exaggerated groan. “Didn't you say you were gonna make coffee? Can I get in on that?"

You scoff, but you do stand. "Last thing you need is caffeine.”

“The last thing I need is to be held hostage by a bunch of greenhorn nobodies,” he says, "and yet here I am."

“Sucks to suck,” you say. You pull a pot out of a cupboard and fill it with water. “How do you take it? Sugar? Cream?”

“Black. Like my heart.”

You let out that snnnrrrrk of a suppressed laugh again. What a nice sound. “Something we got in common.”

“Black heart or black coffee?”

“Yes.”

Such a simple, easy response. Not even particularly clever. But the delivery with no hesitation, no intonation, no second guessing the punchline. He laughs. “I knew I liked you!”

You glance over your shoulder at him. “You try to kill everyone you like? No wonder you have no friends.”

He hops to the edge of the table. Not an easy feat with only a stump. “C’mon, babe. All’s fair in love and piracy.”

Calling you babe was a blindfolded over-the-shoulder shot in the dark, but it lands. You add a smile to your glance. “I’ll give you that and nothing more.”

Somewhere, miles away, his heart flutters. He lets it. “Will you still give me coffee?”

“Only if you shut up ‘til this water boils.”

In this state, he’ll take any scrap of stimulus he can get. He bites his tongue and bites it hard, willing himself not to speak.

Silence creeps in. Silence leads to stewing, and stewing leads to bad thoughts. Bad feelings. Lonely feelings. Like how long it’s been since he’s had a friendly cuppa joe with someone. Or had someone honestly laugh at his stupid jokes.

Especially not someone as quick as you. Or as pretty. Or with such a nice ass. Or who maybe-sorta-kinda-might-possibly be interested in him. Potentially. Hypothetically.

There’s no damn way, he tells himself. You’re humoring him. You’re definitely shacking up with that cook — young, charming, handsome. Or the bounty hunter, maybe — tall, dark, broody.

You wouldn’t give him a second glance. Him, a pathetic, painted, big-nosed weirdo. Who is currently a severed head. A temporary state, but still not a good first impression. Even though his actual first impression was trying to kill you and your buddies. This second first impression is just as bad.

A sharp groan escapes him before he can stop it. He eyes you, expecting you to snap at him or worse.

But you don’t. You pause in your pouring to peer over your shoulder at him, gaze soft. “Y’alright?”

There goes his heart again. Ugh. “Peachy. That coffee done yet?”

You curl your lip. “What’s got your panties in a knot?”

“Just realized I’m gonna need a straw or some shit.”

Still sneering, you set a shallow mug in front of him. “I’ll see what I can find.”

See? You definitely don’t like him. Stupid fucking jackass, letting his hopes get up. This is what he gets.

…A nice, warm cup of coffee. If you really hated him, you wouldn’t have given him coffee, right? Or be looking for a straw?

You’re just humoring him. You just want to save your friend. Catch more flies with honey and all that. He’ll be more agreeable if you’re friendly.

Across the room, you open a drawer. “Hey, bendy straws. Perfect.”

You’re breaking out bendy straws for him? There’s gotta be something there! At least a little something!

No. No way. Coincidence.

You place an oddly long straw into the mug. He realizes it’s three normal ones jammed end-to-end, creating a pipe ending just about level with his mouth.

You just pulled some engineering shit so he can drink coffee with you. There’s definitely something.

An ice cube plops into the mug and you slide back into the booth with your own cup. “Might dilute it a bit, but can’t have you burning your mouth.”

His distant heart flips again. He has to say something. Before he can convince himself otherwise. He says the first thing that comes to mind.

“So,” he says, “‘kiss the clown,’ eh?”

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. That’s the first thing he thought of? Seriously? He braces himself for boiling coffee thrown in his face.

You freeze mid-sip, brows raised. “Excuse me?”

Okay, you don’t look mad. “Don’t deny it, babe. I heard everything. Kiss Marry Kill? Nice job keeping it kid-friendly, wink wink."

You stare at him with those dark eyes. "No idea what you're on about."

"I know you know. And I know you know I know." He waggles his eyebrows, hoping for a laugh, but he gets nothing.

You watch the steam swirling up from your mug. "What do you want me to say, exactly? That I chose you to kiss?"

"I just wanna know what possesses a woman to make her want to shack up with the guy who tried to kill her and her friends." He lips the straw into his mouth and takes a test sip. Still quite hot.

"Circumstance. Process of elimination. Being put on the spot." You pick up the razor. Your fiddling with it belies your agitation.

"Don't lie to me, babe," he croons. "I can see right through you."

You stare at him. "And what is it that you see?"

What does he see? "A woman on a knife's edge of self-satisfaction and self-destruction. Once bitten, twice shy, but when he comes around the third time, you just can't help yourself."

Your fiddling becomes more insistent. You break eye contact to look at the razor. He's hitting on something. Time to push some buttons.

"You bet on the wrong horse every time. You think it'll be different this time. But it never is." He smiles bitterly. "Something else we got in common. Birds of one ugly feather."

Your gaze softens as you return your gaze to him. "So you found the problem, Doctor Headshrink. What’s the prescription?"

Shoot your shot, Buggy. "Kiss the clown and maybe we'll find out."

You're still for a few moments. Then slowly, carefully, you slide your hand across the table. You pull him closer as you lean lower in your seat to eye level with him.

He can't help the way his breath quickens. It's been so, so long since he had any kind of intimacy. Your reedy fingers trace his jaw down to his chin. Your thumb comes up to pull at his bottom lip, and he lets out a satin-soft whimper as he opens his mouth to you.

You strike like a snake, yanking his tongue out with one hand and readying your razor with the other. His choke turns into a scream as you bring it down, severing his tongue clean at the root.

It's one thing to disconnect body parts. Pop a leg off, drop an ear — he’s used to it. But it's a different story when said part is supposed to be inside of him. His tongue waggles like a fish as he tries to return it to his mouth, but you keep a firm grip.

"You can have this back in the morning," you say.

He wants to cuss you out, but what comes out is ew bihck, whadda fuhck iss won wif ew, gif ih bahck.

You laugh. And lord, what a laugh you've got. Loud, like a party gone late into the hours of the night. Clattery, like a dozen plates shattering on the floor. Full of mirth, like a drunk on payday.

And, for the briefest of moments, his rage is forgotten. He wants to make you laugh like that.

But it returns with a vengeance, replaced with a desire to see you squirm.

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[shadowsandcoffedripss]

Can you do Yandere Arlong x Nami's Twin sister reader?

Ooh that's such a cool idea omg-

Alright let's gooo

• After Nami takes the decision of going to work for Arlong, you manage to not be found by him at the start, so you eventually stay at Coco with Nojiko, hoping for the best.

• The secret however can't stay hidden forever, especially to someone like him, so when accidentally Nami slips out the fact that they might have been 3 daughters, and that one of them was her twin sister, he knows he has to do something about it.

• But to not make Nami think about him finding you out, he asks Kuroobi, Chew or someone else to go and see if that is actually true, and after it was confirmed...

• He would eventually go instead, but not show his intentions yet.

• The more he goes to see you, watches your every move, the more he grows utterly obsessed with you.

• Then eventually he gets tired of hiding this whole thing, and decides to get you to Arlong Park, and when Nami wasn't there.

• He immediately makes sure no other fishman gets around you, you're his and his only.

• Gets extremely possessive around you, either by wrapping his arm around your waist, and pulling you close to him, or by staying with you anywhere you go. You are absolutely not safe anymore.

• If someone doesn't get the message, or pretends to not understand, he will growl at him, scaring him (or her) off, just to grin back at you, proud to still have you with him.

• Will jokingly or not bite you, leaving his marks where everyone can see them (or only where he can see them), so they know who do you belong to.

• You eventually get used to his antics, and you also get used to get called by him the way he always does with the others (like in the live action). That thing makes weak btw-

• Lets you sit on his lap, and play with the strands of your hair, when you are not looking.

• When he kisses you, he might make your lips bleed. He doesn't say sorry, he rather smiles at you, staring with his big black eyes, and would kiss you even harder.

• Even when Nami finds out about you and Arlong, there's no way he would let you go away from him. You are his doll, his human girl, and he won't let anyone get in his way. He would let the world burn for you, and you know it.

• Maybe this option isn't completely bad...

[skygemspeaks]

NEW ONE PIECE TRAILER LET'S GOOOOO

we got the roger execution scene!!! he looks fantastic, and he did SO well with the speech!

there's an older marine in a suit standing on the execution platform and i'm like 95% sure it's garp???? and if so, i love that they made that decision, hell yeah, it makes SO MUCH SENSE

luffy's little "Mutiny" joke when he asked the news coo to join his crew and it flew away....i found that way funnier than i should have 😂

the scene where luffy paints the first version of their jolly roger!! i loved it SO MUCH especially with the little detail of him having paint splatters on his face 🥺iñaki has impeccable luffy vibes and i can tell i'm gonna adore him in this role

we got to see buggy's devil fruit in action! i'm surprised they didn't lean more into the body horror aspect of it, but i still adore buggy. i wasn't sold on his hair last time, but it looks a lot better in this trailer tbh.

there's a scene where it looks like garp's ship is firing canonballs at the straw hats? which, unless it's a misdirect due to clever editing, that's a bit surprising that we get an altercation so early in the series. though i doubt they'd reveal the relationship between luffy and garp this early on in the series...hopefully

the scene where sanji is fighting kuroobi is really interesting because it looks like it's taking place in the baratie! my best guess is that they're overlapping baratie and arlong park a little? maybe nami spent too long away from arlong park so he sent kuroobi and/or chew to go fetch her back, instead of her voluntarily betraying the straw hats?

on that note, we get our first look at the fishmen, and they look surprisingly decent!! i don't have any complaints about their designs, and i'm a huge fan of arlong especially. no signs of hachi though...🥲

we finally got a sanji voice line, as well as some banter between him and zoro which was hilarious!! looks like they let taz keep his british accent, which i know some people were curious about last time.

the scene of nami sitting next to bellemere's grave 😭😭😭

"you're my captain. from now...until the end" HELLO? I'm gonna be PHYSICALLY ILL. I love him so fucking much, I'm never gonna get over this fucking line. I'm guessing it's probably after the mihawk fight

we got a good look at both mihawk and shanks! they are both, of course, absolutely stunning. Yoru looks really good too

the CGI on luffy's arms when he's fighting against arlong looks a LOT better than what we saw in the previous trailer against alvida!! it's a bit reassuring. i guess that one scene was just weird because of how much they were focusing on it. they probably did it that way because it was the first time we saw luffy really use his power in the series so they wanted to make a big deal of it

the scene where shanks puts the hat on baby luffy...😭😭

maybe i'm a bit late but in the logo, where it has luffy standing in the nose of the jolly roger, i only just realized it's manga luffy and not iñaki 😂

we got a good look at Coby!!!! Morgan looks absolutely flawless, they were definitely the right choice for the role. Also, in the last trailer we got a split second glimpse of Coby when Luffy was punching Alvida and his hair looked pale blonde due to the lighting, which I was a bit sad about. Glad we got to see in this trailer that they did actually keep his hair pink! phenomenal!

[potatopassenger]

Another cute moment in Arlong Park is when Usopp reappears and is like Nami!!! I took down Chew by myself! If I can take down a fishman anyone can! And Nami and the villagers are cheering for him while Arlong is furious

Because Usopp knows what it's like to be average but have to fight anyway so he will give them hope!

[pampushky]

Creature (Both Haunted & Holy)

Vinsmoke Sanji/Reader - chapter 3 - 2.3k

Freedom comes to you, along with the restoration of one of your senses, and the meeting of a handsome stranger.

Warning: This chapter does have descriptions of non-consensual sexual encounters, and then use of abortion pills. Be smart. Don't force yourself to read this if it'll trigger you.

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The rest of the way to Cocoyashi was quiet, with your eyes set in front of you, staring at the back of Hatchan’s head as he set you forward. Zoro doesn’t know quite what to say, knowing that there is something else that the fishman holds above your head. It’s obvious he needs to be taken down, and quickly, if that were clear with how Nami had changed, but he isn’t quite sure how he’ll broach the topic with Luffy, or if his captain is anywhere near the islands.

He helps you out of the vessel, gently lifting you onto the dock, and thanks Hatchan, who gives him a wink, before speeding off back towards the park again. Zoro immediately shudders when the octopus fishman is out of sight.

“Do they all just….?”

“Yes.” You walk forward, leading the way into the village, hugging your arms around yourself. “They’re all creeps.”

Cocoyashi is in utter disarray, from the last time you’ve been here, tucked under Arlong’s arm as he made a great statement about his generosity, Nami silent on his other side. A building sits in fresh ruin, and the streets have emptied, save for a few stragglers who immediately return inside upon seeing yourself and Zoro. The village doesn’t mean to treat you badly, but Arlong’s mark strikes terror into those who view it. 

You’re both nearly halfway to a place you identified as a safe house when there’s a loud crack and something makes the ground shake. You can hear the screams from the village about something happening in the port, and Zoro only stops to pause, before tackling you to the ground, the sound of wood shattering filling your ears before you can snap at the man for tackling you. 

He’s here he’s here he’s here runs rampant in your mind, as you start to shake underneath Zoro. Or is it Zoro? It was a man, that much you could smell, and you couldn’t help but let out a loud, nervous warble, calling to your pod, wherever they were, to help. 

There is no answer, but there also isn’t pain– with Arlong there would have been pain nearly instantly, with a crushing hand on your waist, pulling you towards him.

You slowly lift your eyes from the ground to look at the source of the noise, gasping when you see the crumbled remains of a ship, with three people standing around it, arguing. Zoro gets off you, ready to chew them out for whatever they did, and you stay in your spot in the dust, the warble dying in your throat as you survey the scene. A blond man in a suit strands casually in the wreckage, unbothered, suit unwrinkled, and sparking up a cigarette as Zoro approaches. Blue eyes glance over the other man’s form, and when he finds you, he completely blows Zoro off. 

He smells of fresh herbs, salt, and sugar, making your mind spin slightly as you readjust to your returning senses, quickly realizing that your dip into the pool at the park had returned some of your vitality to you after all. You can smell Zoro, too, steel, beer, and blood, and you wrinkle your nose slightly at how the two scents contrast each other.

“Ah, hello, my darling, are you alright?” The blond man’s smile dazzles you, and despite yourself, you blush, hesitantly pulling your hand away after he kisses it, helping you off the ground.

“I’m fine,” you rub the back of your hand, wondering who this man is, before the other two that are present make themselves known, Zoro grumbling all the while as he starts to stomp towards the blond again.

“Jesus Christ, can you get any worse?” Zoro snaps, giving the blond a shove to the chest, which has the latter letting out a retaliatory puff of smoke in his face.

The second, a raven-haired boy with a red vest walks right up to you, looking at your face with a bit of curiosity, sniffing you, much to your surprise. “You smell like fish.”

The blond and Zoro look back at you, and you can't help but take a step back, blush darkening your skin, as you clutch yourself tighter, suddenly very aware of how little you’re wearing. A lace bustier and tight shorts, hardly leaving much to the imagination. “I’m… from… the sea?”

“Huh,” is all the boy says, before grinning widely. There is something deeply, deeply wrong with this boy, you decide very quickly, yet you cannot quite pinpoint what it is. “I’m Luffy!” 

You utter your name, sticking your hand out hesitantly for him to shake, and he instead grips you in a tight hug, arms wrapping around your torso several times over in a way that squeezes you like a rubber band. It shocks you, and you freeze, letting out another surprised warble as you look in Zoro’s direction as if to ask for help. This boy smells of tree sap, fire, and oddly enough, smoked meat, his grip tightening around you. You let out another warble, this time directed at either of the men before you. 

“Luffy, ask before hugging people,” the blond sighs, pinching the back of his neck, seemingly making his arms unravel, before he bows slightly to you. “I’m Sanji.”

You nod, and then sigh, looking at the gathered party once again. “While this is lovely, this odd little reunion for you,” You feel dizzy from how strong all of the scents are around you, contrasting each other, “We need to move. Now.” You turn on your heel, making your way down the road, following the smell of tangerines in the air. A breeze makes you shudder, wishing you had your pelt. Before you can get very far, you feel something being set on your shoulders. It’s not quite as heavy as your pelt is, but it’s warm, with long sleeves. You look behind you to see Sanji, now without his blazer. 

“You looked uncomfortable,” He takes a step back, falling in with Zoro. You pull the blazer tighter, grateful, and lead the way to the path, focusing on the tangerine smell. Luffy falls in behind you as well, babbling different questions about yourself, and why you were with Zoro, all fired in rapid succession from the last, hardly giving you any time to respond. The final man brings up the rear, seemingly keeping watch, hand on his sword.

“So, how’d you manage to find a selkie here?” Sanji asks, looking at Zoro as they follow you deeper into the woods. “They stick to the North Blue and New World, hardly ever going anywhere else. Seeing one in the East Blue,” he takes a drag from his cigarette, “Is quite the rarity.”

“How do you know so much about the North Blue?” Zoro answers back, raising an eyebrow at the cook. “Thought you grew up on that weird restaurant-ship.”

“I was born there,” Sanji’s gaze goes forward, hardening. “But I was raised here.”

The conversation dies down after that, the group of five walking in silence as they enter a tangerine grove, and your pace picks up, looking behind you with a smile, a real genuine smile. “We’re almost there.”

A small house comes into view and you start running, a mixture of laughter and nervous warbling slipping from your lips as you knock on the door. A blue-haired woman opens, and she looks shocked to see you. 

“Holy shit,” She puts a hand to her forehead, smiling. “You’re here, how the fuck–” You hug her, hard, and she hugs back. “I’m glad you’re out.”

You only nod, smiling a bit more, as you return to the group behind you. “You guys should be safe here. This is Nami’s sister, Nojiko.”

The rest of the crew stiffens slightly at the mention of her name, and you tilt your head to the side a bit, shaking it off when a new stranger pops his head out from behind Nojiko. 

“Usopp!” Luffy grins and invites himself in, walking happily into the house without a second thought. 

“A member of your crew?” You ask Zoro as he walks by. 

“Unfortunately.”

The house is familiar to you, a place of respite. Sometimes, Arlong would let you visit the sisters, holding their home above your head as a reward, even letting you spend the night there once. You hate how dependent you had become on that hope, and you hate that this place, still under Arlong’s thumb, is only considered slightly safer to you. You sit in the chair in the corner, wrapping yourself up in a blanket strung over the back. Nojiko looks at you in concern, rifling through the cabinets and pulling out a jar, the contents rattling as she walks over to you.

“Do you need…?”

“Yes,” you try to smile, you really do, but you can’t manage it, tucking your chin into your chest as you sink deeper into the chair. “Please.”

Nojiko wraps you in a hug, and the crew can only watch as she hands you a pill, swallowing it down dry without any hesitation or reaction, taking a shuddering breath after you’ve swallowed it.

“What was that for?” Zoro asks you, and you look away from him. “What did you take?”

“It’s just to make sure,” Nojiko puts a hand on his shoulder to calm him. “Arlong… is not a kind lover.”

Sanji narrows his eyes and looks you over, truly looks you over. Your demeanor has changed entirely, and that’s when he takes in your bruises, and the way you cling to the blanket around you, making yourself seem small. The bitter scent of the pill hits him, several herbs that he recognizes from his time in the kitchen, as well as Zeff’s lessons on medicinal plants, present themselves at the forefront of his mind.

“They’re termination pills,” He states, and you look at him wide-eyed. “I can tell from the scent. Why would you need to take termination pills?” He walks over to you gently, taking in more of your form. You’re too skinny, the plusher parts of your body being fat that is well on its way to burning out of reserves. He can see what used to be well-muscled areas in your arms, but it seems you’d been starved of proper nutrients. The large bite scar on your shoulder, and the bruises and vicious cuts on your skin. It clicks in his mind, and he drops his cigarette, looking at you in horror as your eyes start to water, horrified at how quickly he had uncovered the truth of your situation. “Jesus Christ.”

You pull the blanket tighter, refusing to meet anyone’s gaze. You can smell their horror, their pity. And anger. Red, hot anger, slowly emerges from each of them as a steady realization sets in of just what your injuries and the pills imply Arlong has done to you.

Nojiko only sighs, getting ready to make tea. “I think it’s time we talk,” she says, putting the kettle on. You only nod, wishing that you could disappear. 

Luffy crouches down in front of you, examining you and all you want to do is lash out at him, rake your claws along his face as he looks at you. It’s not unkind, he’s just looking at you, face neutral. You look back at him, fear settling in your belly, and try to sink deeper into the chair, bringing the blanket to cover up your shoulders. A low, uncomfortable warble slips past your lips, and it takes a minute for Luffy to realize that you’re cowering beneath him. You’re afraid, and the way your eyes are darting from him to Nojiko, along with the warbles makes him feel terrible. He steps back, holding his palms out to you, talking much softer.

“What’d he do?” Luffy asks, “We’re not here to hurt you. We want to help.”

“What didn’t he do?” You answer bitterly, dropping his gaze. Nojiko walks behind you, setting a hand on your shoulder, and you whine, low and fearful into her arm. “Arlong is everything that I hate, and has done nothing but make my existence hell.”

“And the worse part,” you’ve started crying, tears running down your cheeks as you look at the Straw Hats, “Is that I can’t do a damn thing. He has my pelt, and without that I’m nothing. I’ll die if I’m too far away from it,” your voice cracks, “And he knows that. So I’ll never be able to leave the island. Not without him. Not without my pelt.”

Zoro wishes he had searched for it before he left the park, especially seeing your desperation as you speak and the horrible confirmation of what they were doing to you.

“Even if I do get my pelt, he’ll destroy those I love. My family doesn’t deserve that, just because I can’t take it,” You grit your teeth, and Luffy shakes his head. “Why shouldn’t they be able to live? What gives him the right to hold them over me?”

“He has no right,” Sanji says the words carefully, “But you also have a right to live a happier life than this.”

“So what? You’re going to get my pelt? Play the hero for a pitiful stranger?” You snap, before you cower again, eyes wide, seemingly afraid after you realize what you’ve said to them. “I— I’m sorry, I didn’t mean—”

“It’s okay,” Luffy holds up a hand. “And yes, we will,” He looks at you, determination in his eyes, an uncharacteristically stoic look on his face. “You deserve to be free.”

That’s all it takes for you to break down in the chair, sobbing. And that is how Nami comes into the house, already seething at seeing the Straw Hats on her porch, but it goes to an entirely new level when she sees you crying.

[saraptor-art]

Silly little stuff 🦈

I can't stop myself from giving him all the jewelry 🙃

This one is definitely younger jerk vibes, freshly in the conquest of East Blue or something... (I'm still refusing to draw him in the aviation hat)

And finally outside canon shananigans ✨

With first one of @mmkin OC :D (I hope I got her design right with her little tentacles and everything!)

and then one of mine, Biri, I'll introduce more of my OCs soon and explain how I bend canon to have another * pathetic human being * hanging around this crew 🦀

[eureka-its-zico]

Okay, so I have a lot of questions about Chaos in their Bones but feel free to answer the ones you want to.

Specifically, what are the injuries Doc suffered?

Does Doc have any trauma from Arlong? (Like PTSD or something)

Will Doc ever find her real parents?

Will there be more of Doc and Luffy? (Their friendship is so cute.)

And will there be more chapters or short prompts before season 2 of One Piece LA comes out?

Alright, I can answer all of these. Hopefully 🤣

1. Doc suffered A LOT of injuries. A shit ton. Each member of Arlong’s crew took their time coming and torturing her while they waited for Nami to come back. Chew burned her with metal objects he found just scattered around Arlong Park, the classic cigarette, and at one point even set her tank top on fire to watch her struggle in the chains in sheer terrified panic as she smelled her skin melt. The other ones would hit her (bare fist or with objects) until Doc rewarded them with a scream.

Doc sustained extensive injuries that have effectively scarred a majority of her body. A constant reminder she can never run from what happened to her. It’s something that triggers her at times.

But she almost died…but didn’t…and this is explained in Wanted as part of origin story.

2. This goes with your second question of if she has PTSD. Yes. Anyone who goes through something traumatic, not just crazy like I had happen to poor Doc because I’m unhinged, is going to have some form of it. This gets explored more in the coming chapters of Wanted. Certain things make her jump or overreact and this in turn triggers Zoro to be overprotective, because he’s hyper aware of Doc and because of this is triggered in turn. I’m not sure if I’m making sense with this? lol I hope so.

3. We are going to learn about Doc’s real parents in the Wanted Loguetown Arc! In true One Piece style it’s depressing 🤣🤣🤣

4. There is definitely going to be more Doc with Luffy and the other crew! They are one giant weird family and it’s always fun writing interactions for them even if I’m stressing about it.

5. I’m currently working on the first chapter of Wanted, the Loguetown Arc story line I have planned to kind of go along with the actual S2 arc whenever it comes out.

At first, I was worried because I don’t want to touch any plot that they could potentially use so, with help, I was able to come up with a story line arc much like the filler in the usual OP universe, that is going to be Doc’s origin storyline. It will still have the One Piece elements we all love that will hopefully meld well with S2 whenever it’s released next year!

I’m sure I’ll also come up with other stuff or if I ever get requests 😌

Not that anyone asked but here is what the new Wanted header looks like for this arc. Hopefully, it gives the vibe of what is to come 😘

Thanks for this babes! It was fun! Hopefully it made sense 🤣

[wesleysniperking]

Usopp and Conqueror’s Haki | part 2 (TL;DR)

previously;continuing on...

Sad backstory

Usopp’s mother died when he was very young. His dad left him and his mother prior, leaving Usopp alone to fend for himself. That’s how he developed his knack for lying.

The ability and gift to lead others

Despite how small, Usopp did create his own pirate crew and lead three little boys who wholeheartedly admired and respected Usopp. But let’s not forget to mention Enies Lobby and Dressrosa. Kashii and Oimo followed Usopp after he told them their former superiors were free, alive, and still kicking. The Tontatta kingdom were more than willing to follow him when planning their attack on Trebol and Sugar. Which lead to his ‘God Usopp’ moment.

Out of everyone in the crew besides one or two (Luffy and maybe Zoro), people have at many points in the story wanted to follow Usopp and be led by him. No matter the situation and pretense.

Take that as you will and must.

People gravitate to them naturally and want to follow them (Charisma)

Same as above. But to be more precise in this instance, Usopp is a great storyteller and through this skill alone, he really does attract others. Heck, he got the Romance Dawn trio involved in saving Syrup Village when they necessarily didn’t have a reason to.

And there are the giants. They always gravitate towards Usopp, and converse with him. He always keeps them going.

Had a moment where they hit rock bottom

Water 7, baby. That was probably one of the worst moments in his life. Like, he deserved a hug during that period. Usopp was isolated, reeling, and filled with so much grief. He was walking around in bandages (from being jumped and punched right in the gut), he and his best friend weren’t talking, and he was under the impression that he was inadequate. It was a true “Young, Dumb, and Broke” moment for him.

Kingly ambition

This is probably one of the most disputed things when it comes to Usopp and Conqueror’s Haki speculation. But it’s easy to squash the doubt when you realize that Usopp does indeed have that “kingly ambition” baby.

First of all, when Usopp read about Ace’s death in the newspaper and started crying over the fact that he couldn’t be there for Luffy, bro promised himself (and Luffy, in spirit) that he’d become the king of shooters for his captain. That’s what he said. Heck some argue that the Sniper King alter ego supports this bit as well.

Secondly, Usopp does have something he needs to “conquer”. And what that is, is his fear. His natural cowardice continuously puts him at odds with his dream to become a brave warrior of the sea, yet his low confidence and anxiety work against it.

Knock people out to the point where form is coming out their mouth (seen in the manga)

Perona and Sugar. He left both women passed out with foam coming out of their mouths.

He knocked both girls out.

Courage

Despite Usopp’s ongoing bouts with cowardice and pushing for bravery. He’s shown it in spurts, bravery that is. But you know what? I sound like a hypocrite. I truly do. Because what is courage? Courage is not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. And he continues to do this, gag or not (in terms of the corwardice).

It took courage to want to defend Syrup Village and declare to do so despite having to do it alone.

It took courage staying to fight when facing off Chew in the Arlong Park arc, and Miss Merry Christmas and Mr 4 in Alabasta.

It took courage to fight Luffy and be willing to go at it alone when leaving the crew (not expecting anyone to follow him), it took courage to put on a mask and fight alongside friends you left after a nasty dispute, it took courage apologizing to the crew (when there was also some reasons not to) and asking to re-join, it took courage to fight ghosts, it took courage having to rely on faith and determination alone when making a snipe shot with very little to go on.

Empathy

Usopp showcases this well given where he’s come from and how he helps others. If there’s one thing people really don’t highlight about Usopp, and do actively look over, is the fact that he lies to make people feel better and find hope. He never does it to cause bodily harm to anyone. Usopp is a very misunderstood individual but naturally possesses the ability to encourage people in his own way. Like when Luffy was down and out when Lucci had him in the first half and he encouraged Luffy to get up and fight, or making Nami the climatact because she felt inadequate when fighting alongside the crew, or when he gave the giants (Oimo and Kashii) the push and courage to stop working for the World Government, or when he took care of the Going Merry, or when he told Robin to trust in Luffy, or when he helped the little girl perfect (or was it make?) that firecracker that her late parents failed to finish, or when he indirectly gave Chopper the courage to keep going when fighting Miss Merry Christmas and Mr. 4, or when he always ran around the village and woke the villagers up by running around early in the morning shouting the PIRATES ARE COMING! to make their lives worthwhile…you see where I’m going with all of this?

Note: Usopp tells his stories to make people feel better.

As a sniper he offers that backup, that backing and support during battle to make sure the crew is safe (like with Robin on the Tower of Justice, or in Stampede when Luffy is fighting the Big Bad)…and how he fought Perona? How could he have fought her without being in tune with his emotions and self-perception?

Then how devastated he was when he found out Ace died and could understand how affected Luffy was by that, declaring he’d become The King of Shooters for him.

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[mad-mendo]

Hi ^^

I saw that your asks were open, so I thought I could give you a request hehe 👉👈

So, can I ask some headcanons about live action Arlong, Kuroobi and Chew/Chuu falling with a human that doesn't like them at first but then catches feelings? Like some sort of enemies to lovers hehe 🤭

Have a great day <3

I was waiting for someone to ask me this question.

I still have the box open as something❤️

(English is not my mother tongue like something, and I apologise for any mistakes)

Real life actors Fishers (Arlong💜, Kuroobi🤍, Chew/chuu💙) and human reader.

( ❤️from hate to love❤️ )

𓆝 𓆛 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟  ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏ 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆛 𓆟

The whole story began with the raid of the Arlonga Pirates on the island and Kokoyashi Village. fortunately, your family had money for you and them and they still had a lot of savings. With this in mind, they went off on their own to lend money to other families and help them at the same time. one of these families was the Belle-mere family.

You waited for your family to return, looking out of the living room window, worried and very worried. You didn't know these pirates and that was the worst part, you weren't sure what they were capable of.

The whole story began with the raid of the Arlonga Pirates on the island and Kokoyashi Village. fortunately, your family had money for you and them and they still had a lot of savings. With this in mind, they went off on their own to lend money to other families and help them at the same time. one of these families was the Belle-mere family.

You waited for your family to return, looking out of the living room window, worried and very worried. You didn't know these pirates and that was the worst part, you weren't sure what they were capable of.

At the end of the evening your father returned but he was different, sad and not very talkative. He told you to go to your room and sit there, but your childish curiosity told you to stay on the stairs and listen to what your father would say to your mother. And it was terrible, the Fisherman who you found out was called Arlong killed Belle-mere and took one of her daughters with him. you kept your hands over your mouth listening to the death of your aunt (that's what you called her) and forbidding Nami. You entered the room as quietly as possible and threw yourself on the bed. You cried all night and the next day you ran to Nojiko and spent the whole day with her comforting the younger girl. ( She is 12 years old you are 17.) You promised the younger girl that you would help her as much as you could and save her sister. You had a plan in your head that when you turned eighteen, you would try to kidnap her somehow. Maybe a stupid plan but your thoughts gave you no other ideas.

One year later

The day finally came when you wanted to save Nami. Your nefarious plan could begin, the day after your birthday you went to the gate of Arlong Park and waited to see Nami. As you found out sometimes she would come out and hang around the park. and today was your lucky day! nami was there, standing alone looking at the building. You called out to her with a quiet shout, she was angry with you and happy to see you. You quickly had to run away because Captain Arlong himself went after Nami and was angry.

So began your plan and getting to know Arlong's crew of pirates

Arlong💜🦈

You met him during one of your illegal encounters with Nami. Kuroobi noticed this and dragged you to Arlong, despite the fact that you paid you got hit pretty hard, but you were glad they didn't break your bones. Arlong himself felt like biting your head off (literally). in the end, he let you go and told you to fuck off and stay out of his park.

Kuroobi🤍🐟

You met when he dragged you to Arlonga by force for meeting us secretly. he was disgusted with you because you were human and because you didn't follow Arlonga rules.

Chew/Chuu💙🐟

as in those cases, you met him when Kuroobi found you with us and put you in front of the judge (Arlong). as usual, he drank alcohol and was arrogant towards you. but he was also under the impression.

Second meeting

Arlong💜🦈

the second meeting had a place when you went to him and offered to pay for meetings with Nami. you had a plan how to help her but you had to have contact with her. Despite his initial reluctance, he agreed. but for one meeting with Nami per week. it was not without humiliating you, mean comments from him and his crew. in the end, he personally threw you out of the gate and watched you lying on the ground in front of his park. He laughed after a while and returned to his holy chair

Kuroobi🤍🐟

well he got the first custody of you and Nami during the first pay meeting in Arlog park. he didn't want to be there but he had to. the captain didn't want the two of you plotting anything together. it was the worst hour of his life. he hated you and us. you threw hateful glances at each other for a whole hour. potew dragging you by the trawl;osy he threw you out of the park.

Chew/Chuu💙🐟

The second meeting was ridiculous in his eyes. You came to pay for your visit with Nami again and he sat there looking at you like you were some kind of trash. Stealthily so Arlong wouldn't see you showed him the middle finger at which he growled angrily. Well there's nothing I can do about it you paid so you were ala untouchable but no one can stop him from coming and insulting you. And that's exactly what he did, hanging around near you and occasionally calling you names, even kicking you once and making you fall into the water.

Further meetings

Arlong💜🦈

He's used to you being here more than once a week by now. He no longer challenges you at every turn and doesn't kick you out as violently as the first time. Once he even laughed at your comment about the stupidity of humans creating a spoon-fork. (Why should people do that when you can have a spoon and a fork.) In time, he no longer wanted to bite your head off even if you didn't enter, deep down he even started to like you.

Kuroobi🤍🐟

He continues to be angry that he has to watch you has meetings with Nami but does not look at you with hatred, neither do you at him. Which is a big achievement, sometimes you'll even ask his opinion when talking to Nami but not often. He doesn't abuse his "grace", he clings to you and treats you just like a person who puts up with you despite your initial reluctance; he continues to take you out of the park by the hair.

Chew/Chuu💙🐟

You don't usually interact much with each other. He does something and you spend time with Nami and your guardian Kuroobi. Once there was a moment where he had to replace Kuroobi and watch over you, and he found that you weren't as bad as I initially thought and continued to think a bit.

As ordered Kuroobi kicked you out of the park after an hour, he did this by literally kicking you in the arse closed the door and went back to his duties.

When you did not come to meet us

Arlong💜🦈

He was surprised, angry and shocked. Why you didn't come. But. what does he care at all. You paid and you didn't come, your loss. Although he had to admit to himself that he was angry about it. You had the nerve not to turn up! And he wanted to call you that today! And tease! And you're not here! A despicable man. He spent the rest of the day thinking about why you didn't come and even got a little worried. Wait! He was worried. Hajahah. Yes.... And he was very angry with himself for it. He was pissed that he was worried about someone miserable like you. Well hell no. There is no option for Arlong to like a man no. No... are you sure you don't?

Kuroobi🤍🐟

He was glad you weren't there, that he didn't have to listen to you talking to Nami and even talking to him sometimes. But he was starting to get bored, he noticed that the day without listening and watching you was becoming boring. But why? Kuroobi himself didn't know, perhaps because he had no other questions to ask. He couldn't fathom it. Perhaps he had taken a liking to you ago? He preferred not to know and covered up that thought with thoughts of what he wanted to do the next day and maybe then you would come to annoy him with your presence.

Chew/Chuu💙🐟

He was the first to notice that you didn't come. It was your hour to come to Nami and you were not here or around. Maybe you are dead? He was amused by the thought but at the same time it stung like a splinter. Apart from the fact that he was watching the surroundings and thinking where you were. (They think maybe you are lying in a ditch.)

Then he concluded that you were a mere human being who amused him anyway and went off to do his own chores. Come to think of it he looked at the gate from time to time in anticipation of you.

You are no further away

Arlong💜🦈

Former angry. And it's Very Bad, where the hell were you not here for a fortnight. (He counted it) and there's nothing left of you. Even your miserable family know nothing. Did you run away from his crew and from ... him. Various thoughts swirled through his mind as he sat in his chair watching the crew and the calm sky. He couldn't believe you ran away like that! Another stupid man! He was angry but at the same time his heart ached that you just disappeared like that. He had finally admitted that he liked and fairly respected you and now it was in ruins! And it was your fault!

Kuroobi🤍🐟

He was very bored, he didn't know how long it had been since you last met but he felt it had been years, you had disappeared like a stone into water and no one knew anything about you or where you were. It made him very nervous. He caught himself sitting in the spot where she was watching you and Nami. And he was thinking about your conversations (which he wasn't involved in) although he knew he shouldn't feel that way, he missed and worried about your stupid human person.

Chew/Chuu💙🐟

Where the hell have you been? This thought came to his mind more and more often and every day. Because he didn't know where you were, nobody knew. You disappeared as if you never existed. He promised himself that if he found you, he'd kick your ass so hard for your card that you wouldn't be able to sit for a month. He caught himself looking at the gate expecting that maybe you would turn up now. But those were just his dreams, and you were no further away. He got into the habit of going through the gate in the evenings when the others were asleep and looking around as if thinking you would turn up and he could kick you out, curse you and go back to his room.

Understanding to teach

Arlong💜🦈

Further you were gone, it screwed him mercilessly. Kuroobi told him it was just money and he didn't need to worry about it. But he didn't want the money! He wanted... to see you again. To shout in your face how stupid you are and where you've been. Maybe he would even hug you! Wait... what! Yes. He finally admitted to himself that he liked the wrong word. He loved your presence, even though he knew you knew what he'd done you still had respect for him, you weren't afraid to look him in the eye and you gave him the money to meet him yourself. Once, your hands even touched and now a pleasant shiver ran through his body at the thought. He remembered the colour of your skin, your eyes and that beautiful hair which he only liked on yours. Your body with its flaws and even gets over the fact that you are human. He would tell you that you... loves you. That's how Arlong loved a man stupid man. But the stupid man is missing somewhere!

Kuroobi🤍🐟

Didn't know what to do with himself. He sat and thought of you in a salty moment. Thinking about what you were doing and why you weren't there. Maybe you had someone you ran away with.... no that's not an option, certainly not. Kuroobi couldn't bear the thought that you might have another man. After all, you could have him, so why would you need another? Although he knew he was a fisherman he hoped that maybe you would want to be with him. Despite the fact that he quickly realised that he had feelings for you, he had nothing to do with them. He couldn't tell because you weren't there. All he could do was sit and dream about you while listening to Arlong whine about the human race being inferior. But even if you were human you were better in his eyes, you were a god with the personality of an angel, the body of a goddess. He had to and wanted to persevere until you came back and he could tell that to you. For now, he could only dream of meeting you again.

Chew/Chuu💙🐟

Most of the time he seemed to give a fuck that you had disappeared but the truth was different. He was worried that you really had died, and that thought did not let him sleep peacefully. He left the park more often with the thought that he might find you. Even if it was your corpse, he would know that he no longer had to worry that you were alone somewhere without him. Ehh. He didn't like these feelings, ignored them at first but then they intensified and he noticed that he started painting you sometimes, from small sketches to one painting hidden in his room. He really wanted you to come back, you may continue to dislike him But it would be much lighter for him with the thought that he could see you, hear you, feel you and not sit and look at the gate or walk and wait for you. He really feels like kicking you like that but also hugging you. Just let him find you.

𓆝 𓆛 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟  ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏ 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆛 𓆟

When it gets nice I will do the second part. (Maybe with spice.)

I hope you enjoyed it❤️❤️❤️❤️ (·•᷄‎ࡇ•᷅ )