#grandline ocs

[ask-fleurandcoatl]

hoh (thanks to @mouzeinsoup for the picture and idea) The next comic page is in the works! im sorry for the long absence but this comic will continue i promise, thanks to the 20 people ( i think) that read it, this comic is my lifeline fr

[ask-wb-alexandra]

"Im just sayin...ye seem like a normal sized person ta me-"

[brudrak]

[oc] The shark pirates have got in the news headline for the first time, this calls for a celebration!! ... For some, at least

Rigel is tired of Kai and Galen putting them in trouble all the time, he just wanted to avoid unnecessary conflicts as much as possible! But it seems they have other plans :‘)

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[encrypted-cryptid]

aaand 17 + your choice of guys :]

17. hands rubbing together to warm them up

he sidles up to north's side quietly on the bow, no doubt trying to avoid attracting the attention of the rest of the crew partying behind them. north glances at him once, burrowing deeper into her fur collar. their gaze remains locked on the horizon.

"you're insane for going shirtless in this weather, devil fruit or not." ace shrugs, unbothered by the cold as he has been for years by now. gesturing over his shoulder, he tips his head back to meet north's eyes without the obstruction of his hats brim.

"your men are plenty fine. s'enough alcohol down there to keep you warm all night."

"someone's got to keep watch over these idiots."

"come on," ace drawls, leaning closer, "one drink won't knock you out. unless you're that much of a lightweight?"

"piss off, firefist. i could drink you under the table." he chuckles, hands held up in surrender before he lets them dangle over the railing, leaning on his elbows. north watches him from the corner of her eye, trying hard to hide how much the cold is getting to her. he takes pity, for once.

"c'mere." skeptical, they let ace take their hands in his own, pretend that they don't relax immediately when they start to heat up and chase the chill away from hers. ace just smiles, running fire-hot fingers across the backs of her knuckles until the shivering stops.

"thanks." they grumble without pulling away.

[scalpelandrose]

📓Home for Homecoming ( Grand Line High Modern AU)

Never having been to dances and seemingly never will, Michelle accepts that her school experiences will always be dictated by assignments & high expectations as an excelling student. Knowing how hard his girlfriend works and having assignments of his own, Law chooses to skip homecoming, skates down to her house, and surprises her for the night. They share their first and best dances they ever had, because all they needed was their song, low lighting, a conversation, and each other. The art is a redraw of this & the story is fleshed out from an old draft from May.

Song Mentioned: Forever With You by Decyfer Down

Genres: Grand Line High AU (3rd Year), Romance, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort Angst, slight song-fic like at the end

Warnings: None WC: 4.1K

Streetlights washed All Blue Boulevard in incandescent amber, as many teenagers excitedly readied themselves for homecoming. Tonight Grand Line High will be playing the private school, Mary Genoise, in an intense football match that will be opened with an extravagant parade featuring student-designed floats and concluded with an atmospheric Fall Formal. Given that most teachers at Grand Line High were alumni, many anecdotal stories and old yearbooks were passed around during class that week, amplifying the buzz and school pride throughout the halls. All stops were pulled for preparations, with Big Mom and her children catering a substantial tailgate for the pre-party, the woodworking and welding students putting together spectacular floats, and the gym was impressively decked out in a clever “Cursed Carnival” theme as a nod to Halloween approaching. With all the promised excitement, it was no wonder why All Blue Boulevard, where most GLH students lived, was in a riot.

Michelle watched from her window in incredulous amusement as Kid’s vermillion truck passed by with a GLH flag proudly waving in the air accompanied by vintage crossover thrash metal blaring for the entire neighborhood to hear. She headbanged along for a while, being a metalhead, herself, before returning to her desk where a novel of sticky note annotations, a math study guide, and a project proposal awaited her. “I wonder how Law is doing with Luffy and Kid right now,” Michelle thought to herself, remembering how they were jovially reined in by Luffy afterschool insisting that she and Law join the Strawhat gang in cheering “Jaggy” (Kid), Koby (who made a surprisingly great quarterback with Garp’s help and his innate clear-mindedness), and the rest of the football team. Unfortunately, despite wanting to go and having had a substantial role in designing the posters, invitations, and decorations, Michelle had to decline with approaching midterm capstone assignments in mind, wishing to get the initial pieces of a group project out of the way.

Praying that her boyfriend wouldn’t pop too many veins tonight, she checked her phone, yet there were no new messages from Law with the usual pictures of sarcastic liners or memes in relation to being in a tense situation, “Maybe he’s driving the Heart gang tonight, instead?”

Yet, she was wrong.

Hearing the crowd and noise in the streets begin to thin out, Law made haste to finish packing his backpack with snickerdoodle cookies he bought for Michelle and items he needed to do his assignments at her place, “If she can’t go to homecoming, we’ll spend it like we always did together,” Law thought to himself, checking on Onigiri’s food and water levels. Upon making eye contact, the little round dog eagerly rolled over on its back for much-loved belly rubs, which Law could not help but oblige. It had been awhile since Onigiri and Michelle’s Japanese chin/Shi Tzu mix, Lucky, had a playdate and since both Rosinante and Vincent were out of town for the weekend, Law thought it wouldn’t hurt to have the dogs catch up as he spent time with his girlfriend.

“Want to come along?” he asked the white puffball, which was met with an enthusiastic ‘arf!’ Providing a small smile at his dog’s response, Law picked Onigiri up, secured him inside his hoodie in the style of a makeshift pouch, and grabbed his skateboard on the way out.

A welcome rush of crisp exhilaration followed him as he rolled down the sidewalk, with the bordering autumnal assortment of trees invigorating his senses. Onigiri was more than happy to paw at the variety of leaves that fell their way, but whenever Law would get ready to ollie over cracks or out-of-level sections, the puffball would retreat into the safety of the hoodie. Soon, a familiar white house with periwinkle slate roofs came into view with ivy climbing up the trellis to where Michelle’s room should be. Feeling bold from the cool air on his skin and wanting to make this evening memorable for his girlfriend, Law decided to forgo the main door the moment he inserted the key and entered the passcode to open the gate, and made a beeline to the ivy. Putting his skateboard into his backpack and making sure that Onigiri was safely secured, he began his ascent.

In the meantime, Michelle was circling the last solution to her Calculus homework, when Lucky ran to her window and began barking. Strange…unlike how he typically barks when strangers get close to the house, he was wagging his tail. Suddenly she heard rustling from below, despite the wind not being particularly strong at the moment. For caution’s sake, Michelle grabbed a taser and BB-gun from her desk drawer that Vincent gave her for self-defense, but peeking out, she was stunned to find her boyfriend making his way up to her.

“Law???” she slid open the glass with surprise coloring every part of her frame, “What are you doing?”

“Exactly what it looks like; I’m searching for the rose at the top of this ivy,” he calls from below in a serious tone that obviously held some jest, hoisting himself up to the roof and climbing to her window.

Michelle laughs in muted delight as Onigiri jumps from Law’s hoodie into her arms with a happy lick to her cheek, and gingerly puts the pup down besides Lucky to welcome her boyfriend inside. “You could have used the door, you know,” she mentions, “I thought you were going to homecoming with the Heart gang or with Luffy and Kid.”

“I actually never agreed to their invitation and I’d rather spend tonight with you,” he replied, giving a quick kiss to her forehead, “and since most of the neighborhood was away, I thought it wouldn’t hurt to try re-enacting a balcony scene from those plays you like to read.”

For all his practicality, he could still be reckless, but that duality and even some instances of recklessness made him charming in her eyes. “Well, consider me lovestruck and swooning beyond repair,” she jokes, making a dramatic gesture with her hand on the back of her head, as she slumps in his arms.

An amused rumble came from Law’s throat, “No wonder why Doflamingo keeps pestering us to join Drama with acting skills like that.”

Standing herself up in the midst of giggling, Michelle took her boyfriend’s hands between hers to warm them up, which miraculously worked, given that her hands often became notoriously cold during cooler months. “But really, I’m grateful that you came over. Do you want some hot chocolate, while you’re here? I was going to take a little break, since I just finished the logarithmic derivatives study guide,” Michelle offers, to which Law agreed, knowing how rarely she took homework breaks in the first place.

With their dogs hopping after them on their way downstairs to the kitchen, Law took out a rope toy for Lucky and Onigiri to amuse themselves with, while he and Michelle customized their hot chocolates with what was available. He snickered to himself at how Michelle’s eyes shined with childlike excitement when he took out the box of cookies to accompany their drinks and how she further beamed when he mentioned that they were snickerdoodles. Once their beverages cooled down enough and a reasonable cookie ration was agreed upon, they began indulging in the snacks and a conversation about an upcoming family vacation with the Donquixote family and Vincent for winter break.

When Law put down his mug, Michelle was met with an amusing chocolate mustache above his lips, while he mentioned going to a music box museum in the town they would be visiting, and she could not help but take this opportunity to sneak a kiss.

Seeing his girlfriend leave her seat, Law assumed she wanted to move next to him, so he made space. “Do you want to try mine, mi xao?” Law offers, as she pulls up beside him.

Trying to not give herself away, she centered the mischief brewing in her chest and gave him her best demure smile. “Sure,” she replies, before cupping Law’s cheek, leaning in to coquettishly lick off his chocolate mustache, and planting an affectionate kiss to his lips in half-apology for her sudden actions. His blush-tinted speechless expression met her when she pulled away, but despite being caught off-guard, he wasn’t shy of physical affection now that they were alone, so he guided Michelle towards him again to continue where their lips left off.

“Hmm, your hot chocolate tastes sweeter than mine,” she comments, pulling away for breath, causing him to grin against her lips with a hum.

Feeling a little mischievous, himself, an idea crossed his mind perceiving the whipped cream bottle nearby that neither used. Thankfully, his reach allowed him to grab it while she was distracted by their kiss. “Maybe I can make it taste even sweeter,” he whispers when they broke away, bringing the whipped cream bottle up to dispense a little on her nose.

“Law what the—“ she was cut-off in the midst of her confusion at his tongue gingerly licking off the cream. Now it was her turn to stare slack-jawed.

“Who knew that the perfect fall treat is actually you,” Law teased, giving her a smirk that screamed ‘payback.’

“Last I checked, since we’re both born in the Northern hemisphere, you were born in Fall and I was born in Spring,” she playfully retorted, reaching for a towel or napkin, but Law’s was quicker and before Michelle could ask, he already was wiping her nose.

“Maybe being born during Spring is why your nose gets stuffy when you are full. I think I made a good decision putting whipped cream on it to make things ‘airier,’” Law jests in feign analysis, akin to that of a doctor making a diagnosis.

Unable to contain her laughter, Michelle playfully mumbles into the napkin, “You’re going to pay for that,” only for Law to relinquish the kerchief into her hands and cross his arms wearing an expression challenging: ‘I dare you.’ Not one to be taunted, Michelle feigned grace while throwing away her napkin, hoping to catch Law off-guard from behind, but just as she reached out to grab him, he juked and bounded to the other side of the kitchen counter.

“I saw that coming, mi xao and I don’t think I’ll ever get over this betrayal. Who would have thought: my own girlfriend trying to blindside me after I helped her?” he smirked with a cocky provocation, backing into the living room. Law was hoping she’d play along to extend her assignment break, knowing that deep down, she wished that she could have fun like everyone else who were able to normally participate in school events. Thankfully, an all too familiar smirk crossed Michelle’s face, which made his heart race with the adrenaline of anticipation. She was going to play along.

“It isn’t a blindside if you already knew what I was doing!” she counters, carefully following his pace, before it broke out into a chase. Michelle might have been light on her feet, but Law had greater stride, which worked to his advantage. She climbed over the couch in hot pursuit, while Law circled behind the coffee table to put a barrier between them.

“So you are admitting an attempt to blindside me? What happened to “honor?”” he sarcastically taunts, feeling a hot rush course through his veins watching Michelle step down from the cushions like an empress in grasp of conquest. Law deliberately allowed her to close the distance between them for a moment, only to jump away.

Curse his long beautiful legs. “I already did you the honor of warning you that you’d be paying for putting whipped cream on my nose! Attempting to grab you from behind was a strategic application, that you sadly saw through,” she laughs, mirroring his evasive maneuvers in search of an opening.

Their dogs thought it seemed like their owners were having great fun playing chase with each other, so they decided they wanted to participate too. Every time Law would dodge Michelle’s lunges or run, they’d follow at his heels as if they were playing a game of tag, although Lucky would sometimes try to obstruct Law’s path and Onigiri would attempt to distract Michelle, feeling that it was only right to help their owners. After turning into the hall, it seemed that she lost him within the multiple closets and connecting corridors, until she heard footsteps upstairs.

Bingo.

Lucky and Onigiri followed her on her search, with Law’s white puffball attempting to distract her from finding its master with requests for belly rubs and her furry caramel friend showing her the way to where Law’s scent was last. A wave of nostalgia hit her, recalling how they used to play hide and seek in Mama Donquixote’s backyard. Michelle couldn’t help but feel that Law was being deliberately playful this evening in lieu of her being unable to attend homecoming and that thought alone filled her chest with an indescribable warmth that not even the gas lamps at homecoming could provide.

Walking further down the hall, Michelle found it curious that her bedroom door was shut, despite rarely closing it when she was at home, so Law had to be in there. As if reading her thoughts, the dogs confirmed it by pushing their way inside to reveal her boyfriend sitting on her bed reviewing her Calculus homework.

“So question 26 is 4x over x squared minus 1 for the last string,” Law hummed to himself, flicking his eyes up to Michelle with an inviting air.

She only matched the odd coquettishness in his eyes, as she made her way towards him and tapped his arm in a gesture of ‘tag.’ “I’m sure you didn’t need to confirm with me that your answer was right,” she smiles, knowing full well that Law was quicker than her when it came to numbers. Looking at the time, however, they decided that they needed put their banter aside for the time being and work on the remaining homework they had on schedule.

Two hours pass with the two aggregating resources for their respective assignments, taking turns choosing the music to accompany them, while the dogs played with each other under their owner’s feet.

Around 7:30, Michelle’s phone pinged with messages from Perona showcasing how beautifully the gym was set up thanks to the former’s creative direction and videos of the first few dancers under the starlit Big Top.

“What did she send?” Law asks, briefly turning his eyes from his chemistry homework after the 15th notification buzz within that minute.

“Photos of the gym and a few dancers. Look, there’s Sanji and Pudding!” Michelle pointed out, elated that her friend seemed to be having the time of her life.

Law amusingly recalled the initiative that Michelle and a few of her classmates took to support Pudding for her first date and made a sound through his nose, “Kuroashi-ya must have lost a quart of blood seeing her in that pink harlequin-inspired dress.”

Michelle nodded with a grin, looking through the photos and videos with particular attention to the decor and props that she worked so hard to design and paint. Everything was perfect, from the multi-striped snack booths, the enigmatic ‘directional’ signs strangled by bramble imitations, the various cut-outs of delightfully eccentric circus motifs made from scratch—even hollow trapeze bars wrapped in atmospheric ghastly LEDs were installed on the ceiling, accenting the illuminated fabric from above.

“Everything is perfect,” a whisper escaped from her light smile, yet her eyes were not smiling. Law perceived that she seemed only partially satisfied and he knew the exact reason why.

“It is. You’ve always done a great job with everything you do…” he begins, gently guiding her hand to put down the phone before continuing with his usual frankness, “but for all the effort and excitement you put into making experiences memorable and easier for others, it’s unfair that you don’t have the opportunity to enjoy something you made possible.”

Michelle’s eyes fell and interlaced her fingers around Law’s that tightened their hold on hers, “I can’t fully enjoy something knowing that it’ll result in more stress or work on another end, but the least I can do is try to participate or get a glimpse of what ‘normal fun’ is in my own way. Being able to make things is enough for me and besides…this is how it’s always been being someone who people hold high expectations for...and I don’t think it’s going to change anytime soon, so…I’m sorry if I can’t go to prom with you next year.”

Through how the words caught in her throat, Law knew she was attempting to prevent herself from crying. It broke his heart knowing that the remarkable girl that he loved viewed her talents and achievements to be hollow blessings, along with how she thought she was holding him back, when all she had been doing since they met as children was providing him hope and bringing him up from his lowest points. “I don’t care about that, mi xao. I care about you. You aren’t happy with always being forced on the sidelines without being able to fully enjoy your talents, are you?” Law thought to himself, pondering a way to give her a moment of magic that she often had no choice but to miss out on. Vincent surely encouraged her abilities and provided her with as many fun experiences he could give when she was small, but since he often was away on cases, Law was the only one she could truly open her heart to and he wanted to show her that within her loneliness, she could always count on him to sit beside her or lend her a hand for to stand up when she couldn’t find the strength to…just like how she did for him when his night terrors about his family caught up to him or during junior high when he became detached from others.

After caressing her hand with his thumb for a moment to collect his thoughts, he spoke, “Mi xao, dances and rallies aren’t really my thing in the first place, so you’ve never held me back. Even if I did go, it wouldn’t be the same without you and I’d much rather spend my time making memories with the most important person to me, than any high school bucket lists.”

A shaky sigh came from her, both in the comfort of his words and letting go of long-restrained emotions. Her phone pinged again with new messages and assignment notifications, but she turned it over and took a moment to whisper a trembling, “Spending time with the most important person to me means the world too,” into his shoulder.

Rubbing her back, Law began finding the white glare of her semester group project proposal to be irritatingly intolerable, so he switched over to her WhoTube tab and got an idea when he saw their song, “Forever With You” by Decyfer Down on the suggestions.

“Let’s have our homecoming dance right here, the slow dance should be starting soon, anyways,” Law whispered into Michelle’s ear, before standing up from his seat to lower the lights.

Familiar chords began strumming from her computer and something inside of Michelle lifted, like a heaviness dissipating when there is finally a moment of rest. With Law, whatever seemed unlikely or impossible before, became possible in unexpected ways that felt freeing, so she did not hesitate accepting the warmth of his hand when he outstretched it to her again.

“I thought you said dancing wasn’t your thing,” she lightly smiled, melting into his touch when his arm wrapped around her waist. Yet despite Michelle’s attempt to jest, the tears still fell. This would be their first dance in years, since Mama Donquixote’s Christmas party when they were 8, and there was a certain poetic nostalgia distilled in the moment she accepted his hand, no longer as childhood friend, but as lovers.

“I said dances aren’t my thing, not dancing. Mama Donquixote would be offended if I didn’t know the basics after all those lessons,” Law replied, fondly remembering the days when Mama Donquixote would show him and Michelle how to dance and dress them up for their ‘plays’ they’d put on for her. Perhaps he loved Michelle back then, although he did not know how to put it into words at the time. Law still recalled the first time his heart skipped a beat when she shyly approached him in a powdery white Coppelia costume Mama Donquixote made for her, but even in her pajamas and ponytail in disarray right now, he still thought she looked a vision, because the smile she held for him remained unchanged.

♪Like shooting stars

How brief we are

I wish this moment could last forever

Here with you

I am made new

I want to live like every breath matters

You’re not so far away, just hear me when I say:♪

“I want to love what you love. I want to see what you see. I want a heart that burns like a fire in me,” Law sings along, caressing away the slow cascade of tears running down her cheek in gentle cherish. She surrendered into his touch with a breathy smile, feeling all tenseness gradually dissipate into air. Michelle knew Law did not consider comfort to be his strong suit, but on the contrary, his style of comforting that expressed itself through actions, such as this gesture, only exemplified that his embrace was the sincerest sanctuary for her outside of her imagination. Drawing away to twirl her around, only to pull his girlfriend into a deeper embrace with each heartfelt strum of the guitar, it was as if Law was silently telling her in between the lyrics “Only for you.”

“I want your light in my life, I want my heart renewed. Here I am…Forever with you…” he continues, singing the lyrics in the spirit of affirmations that only prefaced the intensity of love he held for her. Michelle only held Law closer, recalling when they first met as children, how they grew up together, how they were always standing up for each other even to the extent of staying attached to the hip when they’re sick…Despite being only teenagers, the emotions between them felt as if they were a continuation of something from centuries past. Whether that was true or her propensity to feel deeply played a part in inspiring those sentiments in her--she couldn’t be certain--but the warmth of Law’s lips brushing against the crown of her head within their intimate waltz told her that those feelings had a mutual home in him.

At the swell of the bridge, Law swept Michelle off her feet and spun her around, with their dogs happily watching the scene from their corner in fascination that events from “the magic box” (TV) could happen to their owners. An unrestrained childlike smile spreads across her face as Law conveyed her into the air, even if it was only for a moment. Yet it wasn’t the rush of wind in her face nor the dance that unraveled her melancholy nor made her laugh—it was who she was dancing with.

♪Now I’m here with you, after all that I’ve been through. I just can’t live without…♪

“I love you, Law,” she whispers in a glassy eyed affirmation, as he brings her back into the warmth of his embrace.

Guiding her head to lay on his chest while they swayed to the music, he whispers back, without missing a beat, “I love you too, Michelle.”

♪…the grace you gave to me, now I see what you see. Your beautiful life, forever in me…♪

The manner Law’s gray eyes regarded her with unadulterated tenderness and devotion fueled her with an insurmountable sense of safety. So gathering herself, she moved her arms to wrap around his neck and looked into those eyes that she loved so much to sing the closing chorus to him, “I want to love what you love. I want to see what you see. I want a heart that burns like a fire in me. I want your light in my life, I want my heart renewed. Here I am…Here I am…Here I am: Forever with you.”

At the guitar’s outro, the couple felt more at home than they ever were in each other’s arms and no music was needed for them to continue swaying to an invisible melody they shared amongst themselves. Turning Michelle towards the faint amber filtering in from the streetlights, Law searched her face for any traces of remaining sadness and felt the weight in his heart lift when he saw none. A small ‘thank you,’ was whispered to him when he traced his thumb over her eyes, and he answered with a gentle kiss conveying that she was always welcome to rest in him whenever she needed.

The perfect homecoming experience didn’t need to involve wardrobe and makeup transformations, love rivals, or whatever came with typical high school movies; it was making memories with those who mattered most. And perhaps with a little space, music, and along with the right atmosphere, a dance interlude could happen, where one leasts expects.

Tag List: @jazminetoad, @undercoverweeeb, @friendly-kaiju

[simpforroses]

4th time dabbling in digital art—this time with chibis & the Grand Line High AU with the squad @the-witch-of-one-piece, @starrybrujita, & @fireflykaizoku 💙🌹Small details such as Lari’s earrings matching Ace’s hat accents that was custom made, my heart locket that came in a pair with Law’s counterpart, a promise ring Marco gave Val on their 1 year anniversary of dating, and Savannah with a matching scarf with Katakuri made in Home Ec.

It’s been so long working on a joint project together, so I wanted to do something nice for the original squad ❤️

[novemberhope]

💋🍊📀🌀🌸 for Neri!!

Thank you so much for the questions!!!

💋 How affectionate are they with their friends? Their family? Their romantic partner(s) (if they have any)? Are they more physical or emotional when it comes to displaying their affection? Why?

Neri is very affectionate. She's lost her family, so her friends are literally her family now and she's always willing to give someone a hug, she smiles at them a lot, is always super exited to see them if they have been separated for a while. She is a geniunely nice and caring person and everyone on the crew likes her and are happy to share hugs and cuddles with her. Now, when it comes to Zoro, he's not an overly emotional person to begin with, so it's mostly Neri who initiates the hug or the hand-holding or cuddling (he usually only initiates it when it's just the two of them). It's just something that comes naturally to her. It also might have something to do her having lost her whole family, so it's kind of her way to show to her friends what they mean to her and that she's happy to be with them.

🍑 Where is your OC’s favourite place to relax or calm down? Recount a story of their time spent in this place! What makes it so special to them?

She's a mermaid so I'd have to say the ocean. It's where she feels completely at home, whether she's just drifting along with her eyes closed or diving down deeper and deeper. She does provide the crew with a good amount of seafood which is a good excuse for her to go into the ocean and sometimes it takes a while for her to resurface simply because she lost track of time and was enjoying herself in the water so much.

📀 How easy is it to shock your OC? To confuse them? To lie to them, to manipulate them? How are they with feelings of trust? Can your OC be trusted?

When the strawhats met Neri, she had just lost her whole family to the cruelty of humans and barely escaped herself. It took her a long while to fully trust them but now, she trusts them completely. Over time, she started trusting other people more as well after having spend some time with the humans and having learned that not all of them are bad. Still, she's always a bit wary when meeting new people. In the beginning, when she was completely new to the human world, it was quite easy to shock or confuse her and, due to her lack of knowledge in so many areas, it was also easy to lie to her and manipulate her. This has changed a bit over time since she has since gained more knowledge and experience. She herself can absolutely be trusted.

🌀 Where is your OC from? Where were they born? Do they still live there, if not why did they move? If they still live in the area how has it changed since their childhood? How many places has your OC lived in and where has been their favourite?

Neri is actually not from Fishman Island as many would assume. Her group of merpeople has lived in the East Blue for a very long time but remained hidden and had little to no contact to humans until the fateful day where they were discovered and captured. Neri is the only survivor of this, having escaped by chance and having met Luffy, Zoro and Nami. Since then, she's been with the Strawhats and while the ocean will always be her favorite place due to her being a mermaid, the Thousand Sunny is her home now. She's spend the timeskip on Fishman Island but declined the offer to stay there and went with the Strawhats into the New World. They've been to many islands, starting all the way back in the East Blue, then the first part of the Grandline, then in the New World... I guess since they're traveling the ocean, you could still say her home is the ocean. (And home is where the heart is, so it's with the crew)

🌸 What does your OC’s voice sound like? Their laugh? Are they good at singing? Do they have an accent? Her voice is pleasant, soft and melodic and her laughter is quite cheerful and contagious. She possesses the beautiful singing voice of many mermaids and can even use it to incapacitate men. She doesn't have an accent but sometimes might pronounce words she's never heard before (since she still doesn't know everything in the human world) in a funny way.

I loved answering these, thank you so much! Source: Ask game

[quinloki]

Ship It, Ship It Real Good (Part 2)

The other snake person. Modeus ate the scale-scale fruit and it's also a Zoan-type but not a mythical one. He turns into a Yuanti-like critter.

As a D&D nerd, I thought you'd appreciate that one. I'll include a pic from the monster manual that he's based off of at the end. Modeus, named after Asmodeus the mouse-eating snake from the Redwall series (can't remember if he was in Redwall or Mossflower), is an olive oil green snake.

Unlike Avalon, he can change between his human form, a hybridized form between the two, and the snake form. Even as a snake he has two arms. He's VERY LARGE and has some hidden pockets under his back scales where he stores scimitars. He looks unarmed as a snake but he is very armed. Unlike the Yuanti in the picture, his face is broader and he has more pronounced head ridges that are more hornlike. He has a shit-ton of sharp pointy teeth and he enjoys eating a healthy diet of people.

He mostly eats Marines and fishmen. Yes, I said fishmen. I see him as running afoul with Marines and ending up in prison next to Arlong at some point. If there's an escape, they're both getting out and not getting along. Modeus uses Arlong to get out of prison and far away from the Marines, Arlong uses Modeus to get out of prison and find his way back to the Grandline (because last we saw Arlong canonically, he was in the East Blue under arrest).

If Arlong gets a ship, Modeus occasionally eats one of Arlong's crew until he finds the island he wants to disembark. At some point, I imagine him finding his way to the Cross Guild and staying with them. I can see him getting along well enough with Sir Crocodile and having a healthy respect for Mihawk. He continually harasses Buggy and hates that he can't eat Alvida because every time he makes a grab for her he just slides off.

Modeus prefers his snake form but if he needs to "blend in" he'll opt for his hybrid form. His hybrid form is basically a human with alopecia so he wears a ton of clothes as this allows him to hide in plain sight. He skin has an iridescent quality to it making him look like he's shiny and beautiful but if you pay close attention it's his scales rippling just underneath the surface of his skin.

His DF doesn't really like the hybrid form and wants to be either one or the other, so the scales are always trying to surface when he's in hybrid mode. He wears a hat that he pulls low to cover his eyes. He can keep claws and teeth hidden in hybrid form but his eyes always look reptilian with the extra eyelid-lens thing that snakes have to protect their eyes and kind of clean them. He also still has a forked tongue that flicks in and out in hybrid form.

He 100% uses the tongue for tracking purposes. The Cross Guild uses him to track people and gather information because he can sneak around better than anyone else.

"Enjoys eating a healthy diet of people."

So he is Not friend-shaped. At least not right at the start of things O_O (I Love the frustration of dealing with Alvida's devil fruit XD )

Honestly, I love all the vibes with the Cross-Guild. The idea that Buggy's only safe because he's specifically on the Do No Eat list which, probably only actually includes Buggy, since Crocodile and Mihawk have nothing to fear >.>

Buggy, by virtue of constantly failing upward, wouldn't be eaten even if he wasn't on the DNE list. But that would be even more frustrating for Modeus than Alvida.

I love your OCs <3 I gotta admit though that this one scares me a little. Too bitey. Not friend shaped. (affectionate, I mean this all affectionately).

Ship it Good ask game

[dusk-bun]

Birthday countdown: OC OTPs Days 5, 4

Melcius R. Fyard x Luxiem E. Ravier (Star Ocean TTRPG Ocs)

When the Captain of the Federation falls for the Captain of a space Mercenary crew chaos with criminal tendencies chaos isnt far. And while the feelings are certainly mutual none of them has officially confessed yet. The crews just watching the open secret pained yet hopeful. But is their love gonna bloom now that Lux had to agree to an arranged marriage to save his crew?

Mikhail x Basil Hawkins

The fist Oc x Canon ship for this countdown!

Hawkins first met the TV star of the Grandline at sabaody archipelago where Mikhail helped him recover from Borsalinos attack.

The two oddballs have since grown quite close. At least they had until Hawkins had been forced to set out to Wano. But where there is Info there is the news trio out to get the new scoop. And so Mikhail set out to his birthplace to report live from the happenings inside of wano and hopefully reunite with his lover once more.

[ask-fleurandcoatl]

fleur wtf man go back to bed leave him alone

[ask-wb-alexandra]

Adult Alex wearing proper pirate clothes.

Sisters from my different One piece Au's all hanging out: Left to right Alex, Solena and Kris. Alex’s giant and WB genes kicked in, she has to sit down to be in frame, the WB genes didn’t happen for the other two and are pretty normal sized.

[leftsidebonfire]

still working out some details BUT

Meet my first One Piece OC, Billie

(still coming up with a surname ghdbddb)

I've based her design and some of her back story and traits off of one of my favorite albums "13 Tales of Love and Revenge" by The Pierces

She's a 27 year old pirate with long blonde hair and pink eyes. She was in an accident as a teenager, leaving her with a terrible scar on her arm that she had partially covered up with a tattoo.

Hailing from the North Blue, she was forced to live with her abusive step family on a Swallow Island. There she meets Law and they form an instant connection. One day, she is confronting her step brother and he is ready to kill her. Somehow in the scuffle, she ends up almost losing her arm (hence the scar) and accidently killing her step brother.

Law is the only one to witness this. And as two teenagers they swear to keep this secret until they die. He also helps heal her arm.

Unfortunately, the day comes when the Heart Pirates officially set sail. But Law is worried about losing Billie, he already lost so many people he loved, so he leaves without telling her. Thinking she'll be safer in the North Blue than in the Grandline.

But soon after, she finds her own way to get out at sea. With or without the doctor.

AWWWW OH MY GODDDD I LOVE HER!!! I AM GONNA PROTECT HER WITH MY LIFE!!! She is so cute and precious to me 😭 That is so heartbreaking that he leaves without telling her. I can't imagine how hurt she would be by that, and how worried. They've got such a strong bond with a secret like that.

I am going to hug her now she deserves it 🥺🥺

[encrypted-cryptid]

hi crow!!!! for the oc ask game would 6, 14, and 26 be okay for cpt. north and/or firstmate south? :D

6-who will they take advice from, no matter what? who won't they take advice from, no matter what?

north is. badly headstrong. she doesnt like listening to people at all. that being said, their crews chronicler floyd is like the only one who can get her to consider advice. usually through threats of bad outcomes.

south is a lot like his sister but is more willing to take advice from like. older adults. people who seem like they know more than him. he'll always take advice from north, even if its obviously bad. will never take advice from ace, even if its good. does not like the guy.

14-would they agree with the term guilty pleasure? do they have any?

north considers them to be bad habits, not guilty pleasure. its an effort to get herself to quit. hers is smoking.

south does not and will never care. hes a pirate, why should he be guilty about doing anything? funnily enough doesnt have any tho

26-talent or effort?

effort for them both. north is really not the best captain and is constantly bettering herself for her crew. she sucked shit at sharpshooting when she started. south went to school to get better at navigating and to learn about the grandline.

[tinfairies]

getting over my fear of cringe and telling u abt my oc(its painfully self insert and im only on water 7 be kind plz)

my oc is an orphan from an island in the grandline. abandoned as a baby they were adopted by a lady who runs a restaurant/ store(um like cracker barrel? idk). growing up they saw all kinds of people cause trouble in their business and learned to fight bc of it. theyre pretty stronk since its the grandline. their dad is a fairly well known pirate(nothing like warlord level but still an ok bounty) and he hires the strawhats to track them down bc he is dying and wishes to speak to them. they get to the island theyre told abt and start asking around and end up at their store. bc they serve food you already know luffy ends up causing some kind of trouble. my oc gets pissed off and knocks him around a bit. enter sanji apologizing for him and grabbing their hands, telling them that they didnt mean to cause someone as beautiful as them so much trouble. they are in Shock like ..... huh 😳😵‍💫 they look away and pulls their hands back like what the fuck was that(blushing). they end up going with the crew to visit their dad. i also think sanji finds them smoking on the deck and says something like a pretty girl like you shouldnt be smoking. and theyre like lol im an insomniac

I love themmmm Sanji absolutely would say something like that

Them having nightly cigarettes together and taking about stuff 🥺

[rambird12]

some of my one piece ocs

Lex Female Lioness mink Asexual  Knows how use Sulong  Was born on Zou and once part of the nox pirates. She left the crew on good terms after explaining that after seeing a lot of the grandline outside of Zou and even after struggles  during the crew’s jounary she felt as if she go find her place in the world and that she could not stay hidden away on Zou. She had some travels of her own working at times as a bounty hunter or a hand for hire, she eventually found her why to the revolutionaries who she then joined.

Lobo gender: male race: wolf mink Lobo is wolf mink who Had the misfortune in life to became a slave of the world norbles. Forced to see and experience horrible cruelatiles from the celestial dragons it left him with mental scars as well as ptsd. He is very kind but can lash out if he feels threatened. He keeps his distance from people as well as other minks as he works with dealing with his trauma. Tho in recent times he has been able to open up more.

Rex the gator reptile mink

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A picturesque moment of Ras at the Flower Capitals festival🌸🌺🌼

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