#grumpy swordman

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Zoro dating headcanons? Maybe where they are sorta ljke the grumpy x sunshine duo?

OPLA! Zoro Dating Headcanons

Author's note: I love this request so much, I am such a sucker for the grumpy x sunshine trope! x Hope you enjoy! credit to the artwork below: "The Art of Thor: Love and Thunder"

When you and Zoro first got together, it was a surprise for everyone.

Sure, you had a crush on him since the moment you joined the crew and you have always been open about your feelings, but nobody expected for Zoro to return them back... at least not so soon.

Zoro has always been quiet and stoic man, who valued discipline, strength and peace. He is always trying his best to stay out of trouble, despite this being a nearly impossible mission with having Luffy as captain.

You, on the other hand, are loud, energetic and always causing chaos. Your curiosity and unfiltered mouth often get you in dangerous situations, from which the swordman has to get you out of.

Despite finding your reckless behaviour annoying at first, it did became the reason he fell for you. Maybe because it felt good to be your knight in shining armour who was always there to save the day or maybe because following you in your adventures made him feel as if he can see the world in a new light through your eyes... It was unclear how and why it happened, but when he fell in love, he fell hard.

Zoro is extremely protective. Maybe a little bit overbearing at times. He knows you have tendency to act before you think and your close friendship with Luffy, who was full of bad ideas, was just another reason why he always felt he had to keep an eye on you.

Despite this he is not big fan of PDA. He will stay close to you, maybe even touch your shoulder or back when no one is looking, but he won't be very affectionate, especially when they are people around.

That, of course, does not stop you from seeking to be close to him every chance you get. Jumping on his back, wrapping your arms around his neck, pepping his whole face with kisses, while he groans in annoyance, holding his hand - every time you are near him, you have to be touching him.

He likes to pretend he is irritated with your antics, but he secretly loves having you so close to him. That's why he also never pushes you away.

He is not a big sharer, but he is a good listener. He can listen to you talk for hours (which given your chatty personality is not a hard task). When you decide to ask him questions, though, expect one or two worded answers.

With that being said, you need to be patient with him. I imagine you would have some experience with love and previous relationship, but this is all new to him. Every emotion, every thought, every desire is new and he is still figuring it out how to deal with it all.

He does find comfort in the fact that you are very open and honest person. Whatever you think, you say without even processing it first. He finds this comforting, as he never has to wonder what you think or how you feel.

Your honesty does sometimes put him in uncomfortable positions though... "Damn, Zoro, you are looking so fine with these swords! I wonder if you want to show me the fourth sword in private later-" "Y/N, please, we are literally in the middle of a fight."

He does get easily embarrassed and you DO enjoy making him embarrassed. Either calling him cute nicknames or making flirty comments, you know the way to make this man's face redder than a tomato.

Despite your differences, this man would literally die for you. Everything with you is new to him and while it may sound cheesy, you do make him a better man. With you, he is exploring a softer, more gentler side, that he never even knew was there.

[theyanderespecialist]

Base Yandere Zoro Headcanons: The Swordman's Goal (One Piece)

#Yandere #YandereZoro #YandereOnePiece #YandereHeadcanons #Headcanons #Onepiece #OnePieceZoro #Zoro #ZoroXReader #Reader #GenderNeautralReader 

(I did say I did this a few days ago, I just did not publish it, it was pre written, so here it is lol) 

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins, I am here with a new chapter! This Chapter is going to have Zoro From One Piece as a yandere! So Please Enjoy this!] 

(Disclaimer: Zoro is not yandere in canon. This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine, just do not be gross or illegal about it! Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon. Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life.) 

[Once again Please Enjoy this chapter!]

-Base Yandere Headcanons With Zoro From One Piece- 

.Zoro was a man who will become the world's greatest swordsman. 

.His goal is what he has been solely focused on for so long. 

.Then he met you, a person who joins the crew. 

.He is smitten right away with you and did not know how to approach his feelings for you. 

.Most of the time maintaining a very stern, serious, and distanced personality. 

.He does not show how he feels about you with ease. 

.Really only his anger and annoyance is something he is comfortable showing. 

.So when he is jealous he shows it by getting angry with others and grumpy with you. 

.Or when he is angry at rivals does she snap at them, screaming at them to stay away from you. 

.Or when you do something reckless or get hurt, he will snap at you and tell you to be more careful! 

.He is a protective yandere in which he is always making sure you are safe. 

.He throws you over his shoulder all the time. 

.Just to carry you away from harm or when he carries you cause he has no time for your nonsense. 

.He also will use his body to block hits to you if he has to. 

.Putting his own body on the line to keep you safe. 

.He is the type of yandere to make sure that you eat right. 

.Somewhat hovering to make sure you are taking care of yourself. 

.He also is the type of yandere that seems cold, with how he is so blunt with you and does not sugar coat things with you. 

.He will call you out when you are reckless or did something that put, yourself at risk. 

.He also will be firm with you on keeping you away from anyone that can steal you away from him. 

.He is a no-nonsense type of yandere. Being the one to just tell you to be quiet and not listen to rival's excuses. 

.He is the type to duel rivals for your hand. 

.He will beat all his rivals in rivals to prove himself to you. 

.You are the love of his life and he is not going to lose you to anyone. 

.He will become stronger, stronger than anyone. 

.So he can always keep you safe and be with you one day. 

.He would confess only after he becomes the best swordsman. 

.He has to be the best to be with you. 

.If you accept his love he will kiss you right there and everything will finally be in place. 

.If you turn him down he is not giving up. 

.He met his first goal and now he will get his next goal, which is you. 

.He will not give up, he never gives up. Not on you~

.His obsession drives him to become a better man for you and to be the person you deserve. 

.To win your heart and protect you always and forever. 

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Another chapter is done, I hope that you all enjoyed this, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!] 

[jessysapphireblue]

No Luck today Luffy x Oc

Nickname included as Je, which you can replace as your own. and as always, female magician.

Have fun!

Sun not even rising above the horizon, the crew still sleeping. You and Luffy were sleeping in your room, you loosely hugging him, head resting on his chest as he snored. "ma meat", he grumbled in his sleep, defending his precious meat. Eyebrows furrowed and looking grumpy, he slung his arm around you a couple of times, whining before turning around, taking you with him. "WHA!", you suddenly woke up, only to make contact with your floor, groaning.

"mmh?", Luffy opened his eyes, next to him empty as "Je?" "Down here...", you said and your boyfriend looked down before bursting out into laughter, your face still pressed against the floor.

"What are you doing there?!", he laughed louder before he saw his wrapped arm around you. "Oh, oops. Shishishi", snapping it back, you supported yourself against the matrass. "It´s 4 in the morning. Thank you", you said. "Sure...now I´m hungry", Luffy fell back against your pillows, whining. Taking his hat, you pressed it onto his face as you went over to your dresser to change your clothes.

"Where are you going?" "Well, since you woke me up, I can also take over now", stating, you walked out to see Zoro. "Already up?" "Your best friend threw me onto the ground", you admitted and he gave you an amused smirk. "Is that so" "Yes. But not kicking no. Like a ragdoll, face plant!", you admitted. "So why up now?" "first, I´m awake now, second, Luffy would constantly laugh now at my misery, you know it"

"True. I go sleeping now", said the swordman with a yawn. "Be my guest. Breakfast?" "Yeah, sure", you both went your ways, you into the kitchen.

Standing behind the counter, you looked at Sanjis plan. Since you were awake now, you could at least help prepare, as you did. "Sanji? You´re already up?", Luffy peeked through the door. "Nope. Just me. I help preparing", you admitted to your boyfriend, who sat down by the counter, looking at you...pardon, starring.

"Ok, what you want?" "Hot choco", beaming, he hummed happily, making you sigh. "Ok", bending down for a small pot, the door slammed open. "LUFFY!", Sanji screamed and you jerked up, head hitting the underside of the counter full force.

"MY HEAD!", you shouted and held your head, pot in hand as you rose up, Luffy laughing again.

"Ah! Oh my Goddess, I deeply apologize for screaming and scaring you! Are you ok?", Sanji was directly by your side, taking your hands, after he stood the pot down. "Yes, yes. Sturdy wood. You scared me Sanji" "I humbly apologize, my beloved! Sit down, I make you something as an apology", with big Puppy eyes from Sanji, you agreed, sitting next to your captain.

"Ah, did you prepare breakfast already?" "That what I could", you admitted, touching your head. "Should I get Chopper?", Luffy leaned in. "No no, Lu. It´s already Fading, don´t worry. But thanks" "Ok!"

Breakfast was chaotic as usual, talking and laughter from everyone as you ate your potion, sneaking your boyfriend food when Sanji didn´t look. At one point, Luffy stretched his arm under the table, wanting to snatch something but came out between Nami and Robin.

Nami, drinking hot coffee, screamed as she saw Luffys hand, jumping away, and her coffee poured all over you. "Oh Goodness! I didn´t meant to! LUFFY! LOOK WHAT YOU DID!", she screamed at him. "What?! You did it!", he argued back before Nami smacked him. "Are you ok?!", Chopper came to you, as you smiled, looking up.

"Whoever is up there, why? Just...why?", you groaned, looking at Chopper. "I´m fine. Just the good coffee gone to waste" "I´m so sorry! Seriously. Please", Nami looked apologetic to you. "Don´t fret, Nami. Accidents happen. But now, please excuse me, I go now"

It was later, freshly bathed and clothed, that you came into the kitchen to see Luffy and Sanji argue, a plate in Sanjis hand, foot in Luffys face, while he stretched his arms, a knock, and the spaghetti knocked over, pasta and souse over your head, and onto your white top.

It was deadly silent in the kitchen, both boys looking at your freshly ruined self. Luffy came to you, taking a few spaghettis from your hair and eating them. "mmh, yummy" "ASSHOLE!", Sanji kicked him out of the kitchen in one go.

"Fuck my Luck today", you simply said, turning to leave. "But, Je-" "It´s ok, Sanji", you simply said and went back to the bathroom, too tired to even knock, you just entered.

"AHHHHH!!!", screaming, you saw Usopp and Chopper. "Aye, sorry you two" "Are you bleeding?!", Chopper went hysterical. "No No. Spaghetti, that happened" you admitted. "I come in after you. Sorry about that", you turned around, not seeing the soap under you, as you stepped on it, slipping behind and your head crashed full onto the edge of the bathtub, vision going black instantly.

when you woke up, you saw your worried captain next to you. "Ugh, what happened?" "You slipped and smashed full force on the bathtub. Chopper and Usopp went hysterical when they saw all the blood...", he went quiet, squeezing your hand.

"Luffy?" "Chopper said, thanks to your self heal the wound wasn´t fatal...but-" You pulled him into a big hug, him directly hugging back. "I´m sorry that I scared you" "mmh! You clutz!" "...I ignore that", you admitted and he laughed a little.

"who even dressed me?" "Robin. I wanted to but Nami kicked me out. She acts like I never seen you naked before" "She was just making sure sanji and Brook would not sneak it. You´re quite oblivious to that" "...Oh! Shishishi!", he gave you his signature sunshine smile.

"May I sleep with you tonight? I promise I won´t kick you out" "Even if you did, I could never be mad at that. I´m so weak by you", you tapped his nose and he leaned in to kiss yours. "You´re simply the best" "I try to be"

[fixaidea]

6 and 24 for Xiaoge? 👀❤

6. What's something you have in common with this character?

I too am happiest if I don't have to say a word all day and would love to be able to nap just whenever.

24. What other character from another fandom of yours that reminds you of them?

Lan Wangji - Aloof, unreadable swordman who'd rather not open his mouth if he doesn't absolutely have to, thanyouverymuch.

Wolverine - (tho I barely go there) Grumpy reclusive immortal with memory issues and pointy weaponry.

[i-am-vita]

OMG!!! I love It!!! Such a waking up treat!!! 😚

Yesss to the snickering deviously. I could see why!!!

Not precisely Garp calling my husb irritating 🤣🤣🤣 I can't get enough of their banter!!!

Double banter between sunshine idiot and grumpy swordman. Loved the surprise!!!!

And the Squirrel Parrot moment!!! Leave it to Him to be distracted by the parrot just right after getting what he wanted 🤭

I'm perfectly happy with whatever many chapters come!!! Thank you 😚😚😚

OmfffffGGGG the fun I had writing this chapter GUYS—

I mean start to finish, I've been giggling like an idiot the entire mfing TIME

Well, alternating between giggling like an idiot and snickering deviously like a witch huddled over a cauldron but that's neither here nor there

Of course we have banter between Garp's dippy ass and Bogard's far more poised and reasonable demeanor, but also

BUT ALSO—

No

i cannot

I can't spoil it I cannot I will not I must not I shan't it would be positively rude in all honesty i will not—

Just———muffled screaming

Look I'm sorry in advance I had way too much fun with this

even mihawk is done with my shit at this point

Flight Risk

Young!Mihawk x Marine!AFAB!Reader

Ch. 4 of who even fcking knows at this point honestly, five? Six? Fifty? Whatever just let me vibe

Brief summary of The Story So Far: Your mission, as a Marine and Zoan type devil fruit user (gray parrot), is to gather intel on Dracule Mihawk, a pirate on the Grand Line who has become a thorn in the Marines' side over a relatively short period of time. Your first recon mission, while more or less a success, left you wounded and your commanding officers more divided than ever over the operation at hand. You have since arrived at Marineford to complete your training for the mission, and gods only know where things might go from here....

Previous chapter, First chapter

SFW for now, but not in later chapters

No Trigger Warnings in this chapter. Possible future Trigger Warnings for imprisonment, mild torture (definitely psychological, maybe physical)

Tags: Enemies to lovers, eventually NSFW, idk maybe more later Word Count: 4,832

Taglist: @i-am-vita thank you so much you have no idea how much this means to me

♫♬Halloween Blues - The Fratellis♬♫

Well, I'm gonna make ya love me, gonna make ya wish that you'd never been born

Now ya wish you'd never met me, I could be the joker that you couldn't shake off

It was agreed upon by all parties involved that not a word would be spoken of your ill-advised “test” at Kuraigana Island to anyone but Fleet Admiral Sengoku. The brunt of the chastisement fell upon Garp and Bogard, as the commanding officers overseeing the mission; and while you were scolded yourself for getting far closer than your orders had suggested you should, you were still commended for providing valuable new information.

The Marines were now aware that Kuraigana Island was home to a population of large primates, of undetermined size or intelligence but with enough intellect to use basic weaponry.

The Marines were also now aware that the presence of Dracule “Hawk-Eye” Mihawk on the otherwise abandoned island was confirmed, and that the volatile pirate had most likely set up at least a temporary base amid the desolate castle ruins.

You were permitted to keep in contact with your mother over the following months of your training as promised, with the stipulation that your letters would be screened to ensure you didn’t relay any confidential information to outside parties. As such, you wrote your final letter aboard a small unmarked vessel bound to pass by Kuraigana Island perhaps four months after the first, and had handed it over to Bogard to scan over.

Hi, Mom!

I’m still doing great, I promise. Training has been exhausting but I’ve learned a lot, and it’s been a breath of fresh air to be among people that actually seem to like me. My commanding officers are a little annoying, but I guess they’re okay. I trust them.

This will be the last letter for a while since I’m being deployed. You don’t have to worry, it’s nothing serious and I’ll be fine, I just won’t be somewhere that I can receive any mail. You can still write me though, and I’ll be able to reply the second I get back to my base. I don’t know exactly how long that will be, but the tentative estimate is two months. It could be sooner, but it could be a little longer.

Love you, and give my love to all our feathery friends.

“Ten minutes out,” said Garp, sitting against the railing with a doughnut hanging out of his mouth as he finished filling out the remainder of the paperwork he had put off until the very last minute.

“‘Commanding officers are a little annoying, but I guess they’re okay,’” Bogard read aloud, lowering your letter to glance down at you with a wry look.

“She’s not wrong, you’re pretty damned irritating,” said Garp. Bogard lowered his eyes to the vice admiral sitting on the deck of the ship, lifting an eyebrow.

Garp only raised his doughnut with a nod and took another bite before returning to his report. Bogard huffed out a sigh and folded the letter, turning his gaze to you as you paced back and forth across the small deck. The vessel was little more than a sloop, designed for no more than one or two people to sail on their own, sturdy enough to withstand the unpredictable weather patterns of the Grand Line but far less advanced than the standard Marine vessel. You barely noticed his gaze upon you, staring down at your feet as you paced, counting the nails in the deck boards in a futile attempt to keep your mind clear from the quickly approaching start of your mission.

You stopped in your tracks the moment Bogard cleared his throat to get your attention, lifting your head sharply and standing at attention.

“A…at ease,” he said slowly, watching you shuffle your feet and fold your hands behind your back. “Your letter will be sent once Garp and myself return to Marineford,” he assured you. “Once you have left this ship, your own contact with the Marines will cease for a period of no less than two months, unless you are forced to make emergency contact. Emergecy contact will only be employed—”

“Under the circumstance that my own life is in immediate and unquestionable danger,” you responded immediately, to which Bogard gave a curt nod.

“Correct,” he agreed. “There will be a covert Marine presence at every island neighboring Kuraigana. Should you require rescue, the closest vessel will be able to arrive within twenty-four hours.”

“She won’t need it,” Garp chimed in through the last bite of his doughnut, and in a rare break of his iron composure, Bogard reached into one of his overcoat pockets and threw a pen at him in response. You watched as Garp caught it and used the implement to sign his name at the bottom of his paperwork before flicking it across the deck of the ship. “Have a little faith, Bogard. We have at our disposal a trained weapon of subterfuge.”

Garp wrapped his hand around the railing behind him and pulled himself to his feet, strolling over to your side and clapping you on the shoulder.

“Trained under our own supervision,” he went on proudly, while Bogard closed his eyes and heaved a slow, impatient sigh, waiting for him to go on. “Who has already provided us with more up-to-date information on the target than anyone else in our ranks—”

“—I’m still not saying your impulsive little test was anything but idiotic—”

“—and humbly declined to take credit for any of it,” Garp went on , ignoring his partner. You jolted as he gave you a sharp pat on the back. “She’ll be just fine. Won’t ya, kid?”

“I’ll—perform my duties as expected of…” You trailed off into a sigh yourself when Garp rolled his eyes. “Yeah,” you said stiffly. “I’ll be fine.”

“See? She’ll be fine.”

Garp gave a firm nod, as if your word was more than enough to affirm your fate as solid fact.

And then his brow furrowed as he stared across the deck.

His eyes narrowed into a squint, and he turned his head the slightest bit, his hand lowering from your shoulder and back to his side,

“No…that’s not…”

By the time Bogard turned his head, Garp was already striding across the deck, extending a spyglass as he leaned over the railing and stared through the scope. He gave a growl of annoyance as he held the scope out behind him for Bogard to take. Your heart raced as you slowly crossed the deck to join them, your already thin resolve faltering when Bogard slowly lowered the scope to glance at Garp.

“This changes—”

“It changes nothing,” said Garp, jerking his head to look at Bogard.

You didn’t need the spyglass to see the foggy haze around Kuraigana Island past the railing, no more than you needed it to see the small ship docked near its southern banks. You couldn’t make out much about it, but you could see the one thing that mattered—it flew a black flag.

“Red-Hair,” said Garp. “I knew he’d be trouble. I told Sengoku, I told him—”

“Why the hell would he be here?” Bogard said slowly, looking back out toward the island. He glanced behind him, and held out the spyglass for you to take. You moved to the railing between them, holding it to one eye and shutting the other to look through it at the distant ship. “There’s no chance any information has—”

“No, there isn’t,” agreed Garp, as your vision adjusted against the magnification of the lenses. You scanned over the small ship, which appeared to be empty, before lifting your head to focus on its flag—a jolly roger, decorated with a pair of crossed cutlasses and a skull with three slashes across one eye.

“Red-Haired Shanks…?” you said slowly, lowering the scope, glancing between Garp and Bogard as they stared out at the ship. “Ah—three hundred million, two hundred sixty-two thousand berry bounty.”

“Sixty-three,” corrected Bogard absently, glancing at Garp. Garp remained focused, his eyes narrowed as he stared at the ship, his grip tight around the deck railing. “Vice-Admiral.” He glanced over sharply when Bogard spoke up. “This does change—”

“It changes nothing,” Garp growled firmly.

You didn’t particularly like the way Bogard leaned over the railing, holding his hat in place as he shook his head, staring at Garp with no small degree of trepidation. Your eyes shifted to Garp when he turned around to face you, frowning down at you thoughtfully,

“Or it could change things for the better,” he said slowly, letting out a small chuckle. “Well, lass. This is your call. Seems more than just Mihawk might be docked at the island ahead of us.” You nodded shortly to show you were following, waiting for him to continued. “Not much is known about Shanks as yet…to the masses.”

“Garp—”

Garp held up a hand when Bogard tossed a warning look at him.

“—but I have on good authority that he trained under Gold Roger himself.” Your eyes widened, flickering back toward the ship in question, as Bogard let out a growl of annoyance and stormed back toward the opposite side of the deck. “This is an unexpected turn.” Your gaze shot back toward Garp as he straightened out, folding his hands behind his back and staring down at you. “We can head back toward Marineford and go through all the meticulous to-do’s of officially changing our plans, spend a few more months buried in paperwork, or—”

“I’m going.” He raised his eyebrows, his lips already twitching toward a smile at the firmness of your words. “The Red-Hair pirates would be no more aware of who I am than Mihawk. There’s no point wasting any more time.”

“No, I guess there isn’t,” he agreed, grinning. He cleared his throat, cupping a hand around his mouth and making a show of calling across the small expanse of the deck to Bogard. “You might just be able to gather us a little more intel than we expeced. Hear that, Bogard? No need to delay!”

“No need to pull a muscle patting yourself on the back, either,” Bogard grumbled, just loud enough to ensure Garp heard him.

“Alright, kid,” said Garp, happily ignoring him as he leaned against the side of the railing. “We’ve got under ten minutes, so here’s the rundown.” He turned his head, looking out toward the ship moored just off the edge of the island. “Shanks, as I said. Captain, pupil of Gold Roger himself. Primary weapon is a sabre. Straw hat, bright red hair, difficult to miss. There’s Yasopp, the first man to join his crew, at the time he was regarded as the sharpest shooter in the East Blue. Dark skin, dreadlocks, carries a pair of flintlock pistols.”

“So...that’s his first mate?”

“No.” Your brow furrowed. “That would be Beckman. Dark hair, ponytail, built like a brick shithouse. Carries a flintlock rifle. He’s a damn good shot himself but he’ll use the thing as a club in close quarters. Lucky Roux, the cook, bastard’s probably as wide as he is tall…”

You listened closely to Garp’s continued colorful descriptions of the crew officers of the Red Hair Pirates—and the potential dangers they could pose to your health should anyone discover what you really were.

“Red Hair isn’t the brightest match in the box,” he went on, “but there’s a great deal of evidence that he closely rivals Dracule Mihawk in swordsmanship. Should the two end up fighting, you keep your distance. Otherwise, be exceedingly careful around Benn Beckman. He’s the idiot’s first mate for a reason and probably accounts for ninety percent of the collective brain cells of the entire crew. You’ll have to keep a close eye on him while you keep up your act. There’s no telling why they’re docked here, and it would be in your best interest to figure it out. If they’re going to be around for a while, keep your distance.”

“I...sort of doubt any of them are ornithology experts,” you said, frowning.

“As much as one might doubt that a species of unknown primates could learn to use relatively modern weaponry.” You turned your head sharply at the sound of Bogard’s voice close behind you—you hadn’t heard him cross the deck. Your frown deepened as he gave a pointed glance at the scar spanning nearly the entire length of your right upper arm. Garp, gestured to the other Marine pointedly at his statement, and you couldn’t deny that he had a point either. “You’ll keep your distance. Fooling one pirate alone is going to be a great deal easier and safer than attempting to fool an entire crew of them.” He turned his head to Garp. “This is still the most ridiculous mission I’ve ever had the displeasure of being involved in.”

“Ah, girl’s got her act down fine,” he said dismissively—and Garp wasn’t wrong about that. Your favorite part of your training by far had been simply flying around the massive base at Marineford, taking tally of how many of the staff and officers you could fool. The only individuals privy to the exact nature of your mission were Garp and Bogard, a small selection of admirals and vice admirals, and Fleet Admiral Sengoku himself. Your performance had been enough to levy a unanimous vote to go forth with the mission. “Your persona, cadet?”

“Gray parrot, previously the pet of a pirate crew that perished in battle, therefore comfortable around pirates in general,” you said. “Able to repeat a number of sounds and phrases that might be heard aboard a ship, capable of learning new phrases and words faster than most other similar species of bird. Particular disdain for Marines and may fly into a frenzy at the sight of their vessels.”

“See?” said Garp, clapping you on the back hard enough that you flinched. “I’d say we’ve got this in the bag.”

Bogard stared between the two of you for a moment, frowning, before shaking his head. “God help us all,” he muttered under his breath, lifting a hand to rub his eyes.

The final few minutes of the voyage were spent with Garp and Bogard grilling you about the small amount of information known by the Marines about Dracule Mihawk, about the quick briefing you had just received on the Red Hair pirates, about your memorization of the den den mushi numbers you were to contact in the event that your life was in immediate danger or that you found any information useful enough to wrap the operation up early. Garp gave a resolute nod as you neared your destination, around a mile and a half off the shore of Kuraigana Island, and Bogard gave a heavy sigh and a short nod in silent agreement—no matter how little he approved, you were as ready as you were going to be.

“Alright, then, cadet,” said Garp, his wide grin a direct contrast to his partner’s pessimism. “Bird mode, activate.”

“Must you call it that?” said Bogard, tossing a weary look at Garp as you gave a quick salute and immediately shrank down into your devil fruit form on the deck. You fluttered your wings enough to hop up onto the deck railing in front of them, and Bogard frowned down at you. “Best of luck,” he offered. “Should all go according to plan, we’ll see you again in no more than two months.”

He cringed the slightest bit when you raised your wing in another salute, squawking out over Garp’s snort of laughter, “Wind in your sails!”

“Yeah, yeah,” said Garp, waving you off. “Now shoo, bird. And no getting yourself killed.”

And once more, you found yourself flying out toward Kuraigana Island.

You made a high pass over the Red Hair’s ship, squinting down toward it as you soared overhead, and the cause of their mooring near the island became quickly clear—it appeared that there was work being performed on a few sizable cannonball holes on the port side of the vessel. You were surprised to see a handful of the crew on the beach near the edge of the forest, seeming to be laughing among themselves and having a grand time, the primates that had attacked you nowhere in sight. Lucky Roux was easy enough to pick out, exactly as Garp had described him—striped shirt and tinted goggles, easily as wide as he was tall, sitting against a tree and taking a bite out of what looked like an entire leg of lamb while another crewmate assisted in bandaging his arm.

Perhaps they had had a run-in with the local apes.

You took that as enough reason to remain vigilant as you flew high over the forest, scanning the treetops below for any signs of movement. It was a relief that there seemed to be none—if the Red Hair pirates had come in contact with the violent creatures, it seemed they had managed to beat them into submission. You considered how Garp had told you that no one had ever entered the island on foot and lived to tell the tale, and it sent a shiver over your spine to think that the crew might be that formidable.

The first signs of movement you witnessed came only once you neared the castle itself, and you nearly faltered in your flight.

Your target was directly below you.

Sitting on a broken piece of stone wall in the courtyard, clad in a white shirt with a ruffled collar and a pair of black pants, his hat sitting to the side next to him, his massive sword lying across his lap as he polished the handle. You slowly, cautiously circled lower, keeping a fair distance, your eyes remaining on the pirate. His mouth seemed to be fixed in a scowl, his posture tense.

You cautiously landed in one of the castle windows several feet away, side-stepping until you were perched in the very corner of the indentation, your gray plumage a perfect camouflage against the rugged stone, and the reason for Mihawk’s clear irritation became immediately evident as the sound of a nonchalant voice tore your gaze away from him.

“Nice place you’ve got here, Hawk-Eye.”

Shanks.

Garp’s description had once again been right on the money—his stringy scarlet hair was capped by a straw-hat, his hands tucked behind his neck as he paced across a pile of rubble that might have once been a wall, a long sabre tucked into his red cloth belt at his right hip. He hopped down to the ground as you watched, resting his elbow on the hilt of the sword as he stared up at the castle. “Be a shame if something happened to it.”

He reached over with his left hand, wrapping it around the handle of the sword, and you tensed immediately, prepared to take flight as he grinned and glanced over at Mihawk.

“Divi—”

Mihawk was on his feet in a flash, his sword extended out at arm’s length, the blade less than an inch away from Shanks’s neck, his sharp yellow eyes narrowing to threatening slits as Shanks lifted his hands up in mock-surrender, still grinning.

“Only kidding,” he said, taking a cautious step back from the edge of the black blade.

Mihawk eyed him with a venomous glare for a few seconds longer before pulling his blade back swiftly to his side and rolling his eyes, a growl of annoyance leaving him as he turned on his heel and stormed back over to the broken wall, sitting down once more. “Remind me of what the hell you’re doing here and precisely why you haven’t left yet?”

“Am I not allowed to visit my friends?” said Shanks, clutching at his chest dramatically in feigned offense. Mihawk ignored the redhead as he sat down heavily on the ground, grabbing a bottle of dark liquor propped up against the pile of rubble and working the cork loose. “Hey, it’s not my fault. This is where the Log pose pointed us. We needed to do a few repairs on the ship. Noticed your old rowboat moored nearby—”

“Rowboat,” Mihawk repeated under his breath, one of his eyes twitching the slightest bit.

“So what’s with the pissed off monkeys, anyway?” said Shanks, nodding toward the forest before taking a swig from the bottle and flicking the cork over his shoulder. “Few of them were damn near as good with a sword as you are.” Mihawk’s eyes shot toward him in a warning glare, and rolled away when Shanks gave a broad grin in response. “Train them yourself?”

“No,” he said shortly. “The humandrills were already quite capable with a variety of weapons when I arrived—”

“Aww, you named them?”

“I discovered the name among the historical documents in castle,” he said through his teeth. “It seems they learned to use weapons by watching their human neighbors before they managed to wipe themselves out. Perhaps,” he went on, before Shanks could speak up again, “your time would better be served overseeing the repairs on your ship so you can leave the moment they’re done.”

“Oh, the repairs are almost finished,” said Shanks, waving a dismissive hand. “Just waiting for the log pose to finish linking up.” He took a sip from his bottle, lifting his eyebrows. “Why? Aren’t you enjoying the company?”

“Oh, yes, immensely,” Mihawk responded dryly.

Your eyes darted between the pair of pirates amid their exchange, keeping yourself perfectly still in the stone windowsill. It was clear that Shanks, at least, was enjoying himself, and that they seemed to have some sort of history between them. It was equally clear that Mihawk would have very much preferred that his company take a long walk off the nearest short pier. He still kept his irritation in check, though whether it was out of any actual sense of camaraderie or he simply didn’t feel like wasting his energy fighting remained unclear.

Their exchange gave you an almost overwhelming sense of déjà vu, and you made a mental note to inform Garp and Bogard of it the next time you saw them.

“Oh, so grumpy,” Shanks commented, leaning back against the rubble behind him, stretching an arm out across one of his knees. “Why don’t you go take a nap, old man? I’m sure there are plenty of beds more than suited for someone of your positively regal manner.” Mihawk went on polishing the golden handle of his sword, not bothering to glance up. “Probably more than enough beds for any number of guests—”

“No,” said Mihawk coolly, still keeping his eyes turned down toward his sword.

“Oh, come on,” Shanks groaned in complaint, laying his head back. His mouth turned down into a despondent sort of pout, tilting his head to look over at the castle—and you tensed immediately, holding your breath, remaining still as a statue. “I’ve never even been in a castle before—”

“No,” Mihawk said again, louder this time, his yellow eyes fixing on Shanks with a firm gaze this time.

“You’re absolutely no fun at all,” Shanks huffed, lifting a small piece of stone from the ground and tossing it in his direction in a half-hearted manner. “You know, you’re going to die sad and alone one day in your desolate castle.”

“And what a peaceful end it will be,” said Mihawk disinterestedly, rolling his eyes back down to the sword across his lap as he buffed a rag across the gleaming blue gem at the end of the hilt.

“But not friendless,” Shanks added, completely ignoring him. He offered another broad grin. “I’ll always be your frien—”

“Would you just go away already?” Mihawksighed wearily, lifting his head and tossing the rag aside. “It’s abundantly clear what you’re attempting to do, and it isn’t going to work.”

“Oh, and just what am I trying to do?” said Shanks...and he seemed to bite his tongue for a moment, before adding in a cheeky tone, “...friend?”

“You’re fishing for a fight,” said Mihawk, gritting his teeth, briefly gripping the handle of his sword before releasing it from his grasp. “And I’m not in the mood.”

“Oh come. On,” Shanks groaned once more, leaning back heavily and pouting. “I’m bored. There’s literally nothing on this damned island except a pile of rocks and a bunch of trees and a particularly nice castle—”

“No.” Shanks gave a huff of irritation, crossing his arms over his chest and glaring at Mihawk. “Go off and play with the other monkeys if you’re so damned bored.”

“They’re already afraid of me,” he huffed, pouting like a child. He brushed a few unruly strands of hair away from his eyes, turning his gaze out toward the forest. “Stupid apes.” Mihawk only rolled his eyes, shook his head, and returned to the idle task of sword maintenance. “I’m frankly surprised you didn’t just slaughter all of them the moment you set foot here.”

“They make for a decent security system,” he said levelly.

“Or you’re secretly just a big softie—”

Shanks straightened out and gave another broad grin when Mihawk tossed a sharp glare at him...and then slumped back down in defeat when his supposed “friend” gave a heavy sigh and turned his attention back to his sword.

It went on this way for some time—Shanks continually poking and prodding, attempting to annoy Mihawk enough to coax him into a fight; and Mihawk persisting in the task of sword maintenance, running a whetstone across the already razor-sharp edge of the blade as he fought to keep his composure. The entire spectacle was rather like watching an excitable puppy yip at a surly cat.

You shifted your gaze to the edge of the nearby forest when Shanks looked over, the young captain waving once the rustling of the dense leaves gave way to a tall, broad-shouldered man in a black shirt, picking leaves out of his ponytail—no doubt Benn Beckman, from the description Garp had offered you. There was indeed a large rifle slung back across one of his shoulders, a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth. He glanced toward Mihawk, before stopping just short of his captain, looking down at him.

“Repairs are finished and the Log Pose’s set,” he said, his brow furrowing when Shanks frowned in clear disappointment. “We getting off of this rock or are you still antagonizing the current inhabitants?”

“I am visiting with a dear old friend,” said Shanks, giving an indignant huff and crossing his arms. He rolled his eyes back over to Mihawk. “Isn’t that right, Hawkie—?”

“Call me that again and you’ll be leaving this island wearing your entrails as necklace,” said Mihawk coolly.

“See?” said Shanks, gesturing toward Mihawk. “We’re just catching up on old times.”

Beckman stared down at his captain for a long moment, frowning, his cigarette smoldering at the corner of his mouth. He finally shook his head and stepped back a couple paces, leaning back against a pile of stones and crossing his arms. “Alright,” he said. “Have fun.”

“Oh, I am,” Shanks assured him with a positively gleeful grin. He rolled his shoulders and took a drink from the bottle of liquor clenched in his hand, his eyes drifting back over to Mihawk. “Well, it seems our all too pleasant reunion may be drawing to a close, Hawkie—”

Shanks’s grin only widened when Mihawk lifted his gaze to glare at him, his hand gripping tighter around the whetstone.

Shanks seemed to bite his tongue for a moment, pursing his lips to suppress his growing amusement at Mihawk’s growing annoyance, before his expression spread back into a grin as he lifted his eyebrows.

“How about a little kiss goodbye—y’know, between friends and all—”

“That’s it—”

Mihawk was on his feet in a flash, tossing the whetstone away.

Shanks was on his feet just as quickly, a look of absolute glee brightening his features as he drew his sabre.

Beckman took a few casual steps off to the side, pulling his cigarette down from his lips to flick the ashes away, shaking his head, his hand tightening around the butt of his rifle almost imperceptibly.

And you, in spite of yourself, let out a tiny squawk of alarm at the entire spectacle...and quickly realized your mistake.

While Mihawk surged forward with his blade drawn, while Beckman kept his sharp eyes flickering between him and his captain, Shanks’s gaze flickered over toward the sound you had just let out.

And his eyes widened the slightest bit as his eyes met yours.

And he lifted his sword to block what would have been a deadly blow from Mihawk as he continued staring at you as you froze in the windowsill, your feathers ruffling out the slightest bit in response to the terror dawning over you.

Beckman also followed his captain’s gaze, lifting an eyebrow as he noticed your presence.

Shanks drew in a sharp breath, his eyes growing even wider, wide as the eyes of a child with a bottomless wallet in a candy shop. One single, almost breathless word left his lips as they spread into a delighted smile:

“Parrot.”

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[ethien]

I have a little soft spot for this grumpy swordsman ♥

[cyborg-franky]

For baby boy baby @sugxrslushy

Perona x GN Reader SFW Prompt: .playing with each other’s fingers Word Count: 270

Sat across from Perona you reached over the table, careful not to knock over the fancy tea set or put your arm in any delicate and delicious looking cakes dotted around. The tea party had been to cheer your girlfriend up.

Perona had been pouty and grumpy the last few days after losing an argument with the swordman and you knew how she could be easily vexed the best of times; Zoro had a habit of really getting under her skin.

You smiled when she took your hand in hers. Painted lips quirked into a smile as you gently wriggled your fingers in her grip. You reached forward with your other arm, linking fingers together and tickling the palms of her hands.

She let out a delighted giggle that warmed your heart, it was a pleasant sound, a sound that meant her mood was improving and it was because of you. Perona watched as you traced her fingers with your own, a nice ticklish sensation as you went.

“Did this cheer you up?” You asked nodding to the items around the table.

“Hmm,” She began as if she had to think about giving you the answer instead of a straight response.

“Maybe.”

“Maybe?” You said with a laugh, holding her hands and rocking them back and forth slightly as she tilted her head to the side.

“Yes, but more so you. You cheered me up.��

You took a breath when it was Perona that brought your hand to her lips and kissed each finger, her eyes never leaving yours before she mumbled softly against your skin a ‘thank you’

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[kaizoku-gary]

Nice haircut

- "I wonder how does marimo feel to the touch."

Pairing: Sanji x Zoro

Genre: angst, unrequited pining, fluff

Word count: 531

Warnings: none

A/N: Based on true events... kind of (more details in the tags).

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After Sanji was done with the dishes, he was ready to take a long break. Leaving his apron carefully folded on the countertop, the cook went out of the kitchen towards the deck, guided by the sound of his noisy crewmates having fun outside.

Stepping out of the door, Sanji was welcomed by the warm sun rays, the sound of the waves breaking against the ship's hull, and the sight of the crew just having a good time. The colorful scene made him smile softly; he never said it out loud, but he loved these moments when they could simply relax and forget about the next battle. It made him feel safe and filled his chest with love.

Acting as if he didn't notice the green-haired swordsman resting at the bottom of the stairs, the cook went to sit a couple of steps behind him. Zoro greeted Sanji with an annoyed grunt closing his eyes again and adjusting his position against the staircase.

Idiot, the cook thought before focusing his eyes on Robin and Nami, who were drinking yellow cocktails; the orange-haired woman seemed to have said something very funny, and they both burst out laughing, causing Sanji to chuckle too, earning him another grumpy sound from Zoro.

What's that stupid's swordsman problem? Sanji thought as his gaze moved to the back of Zoro's head.

It looks so soft. I wish I could touch it. Sanji thought, still starring at Zoro's green hair, looking around nervously when the swordsman moved a few millimeters to make himself more comfortable.

Sanji imagined reaching out his hands and running his fingers through Zoros hair, gently caressing it, inviting the swordman to rest his head on his lap while he continued massaging the man's head, placing a soft kiss on his lips every now and then. The blond man sighed from the pressure of longing and resignation growing in his chest. Only if it were that easy...

The cook wasn't sure for how long he let his thoughts run free, not caring anymore that he could get caught staring at the man in front of him; the man who made his blood boil with anger, but also made him feel things he's never felt before.

"Oi Marimo! You got a haircut?" Sanji finally dared. Maybe it could give him an excuse to touch the swordman's hair.

"Hmmm?" Zoro grunted turning lightly until Sanji's image appeared in the corner of his eyes.

"I said..."

"I heard what you said, stupid cook!" Zoro cut him. "Why do you care if I got a haircut?" The swordsman turned around, gritting his teeth. Sanji felt his face grow red with anger and took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Just curious. That's all." He answered composedly, taking Zoro by surprise.

"Well... I did... and don't even dare to say it's shitty or I'll kill you." Zoro went to rest again against the staircase, folding his arms. Was that a blush? Thought Sanji smiling to himself.

"It doesn't look shitty, by the way." Confessed Sanji in a barely audible tone.

"Hmmm?" grunted Zoro, opening one eye.

Nothing. Sanji thought before standing up and walking towards the ship's rail. Idiot.

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[weirdbananasblog]

TOP 10 BEST ANIME GIRL CHARACTERS

As an anime fan, I always admire the great story of an anime and its core part is a variety of characters. Female characters have been important and evolve over time. This list includes the best female anime characters in history. From the strong to the cool, week, cute, beautiful, powerful, badass, and to the hottest character. In short, these anime female characters have earned their places on the list. Which one of these popular anime characters is your favorite?

1. KURISU MAKISE

Quote – “You can run away, but that’ll just make it worse!” – Kurisu Makise

Kurisu Makise is the female protagonist of the anime series Steins;Gate and the love interest of Rintarou Okabe. She is Lab Member 004. And her nickname is Christina put by Okabe. Kurisu gain interest in Science because of her father experiments and theories about time machine/time travel and others scientific topic.

For being so smart when she was a little kid and outwitted her father’s intellect. Generally, she is calm and a collective girl who is capable of keeping herself. Kurisu is not very talkative but loves to talk about science. She also does display sarcasm, usually at Okabe for his annoyance. She is the most love anime girl character.

2. MIKASA ACKERMAN

Quote – “This world is cruel. It is also very beautiful” ― Mikasa Ackerman.

Mikasa is one of the main characters of Attack Of Titan. She was adopted by the Eren Yeager family after her biological parents were murdered. Mikasa has become emotionally withdrawn and noticeably dangerous, sometimes intimidating her enemies or even her comrades.

She is quite and level headed, rarely seen to lose her cool, no matter how bleak the situation seems to be. But when someone tries to do anything wrong to Eren she became a whole new person. Usually, she is by side of Eren.

3. ASUNA

Quote – “Sometimes the things that matter the most are right in front of you.” – Asuna Yuuki

Asuna was one of the 10,000 players trapped in Sword Art Online. She is in the novels a sub-leader of the Knights of the Blood Oath. She is depicted as having earned a reputation as a skilled player in-game, giving her the nickname Lightning Flash. Asuna main weapon is Lambent Light.

For me personally, she is one of the beautiful character, and stronge too. Asuna is a kind and helpful young woman. Asuna is also somewhat proud and despite her kind personality.

4. CHITANDA

Quote – “If you can never get mad at anything, I’m pretty sure there’s nothing you like either!” – Chitanda

Eru Chitanda is the main character of the Classic Literature Club series and Hyouka.  She is a student at Kamiyama High School and the president of the Classical Literature Club. Chitanda is very cute girl. And, Eru is resemble as stunning beauty. She is a kind of anime girl character which you need in your life.

Chitanda is a polite and cheerful girl. And she is sensible, emotive, friendly, and innocent, coming across as “childlike” in many aspects. One day Eru meets Houtarou Oreki at the Kamiyama High School’s Geography Prep Room. Chitanda is very close to Oreki and it is heavily implied that she has romantic feelings for him.

5. ERZA SCARLET

Quote – “Hurt me with the truth. But never comfort me with a lie.” – Erza Scarlet

I already assume that you all have know that Erza Scarlet is a strong character. As we can see from above quote of her’s, she is clearly a powerful character and strict person. She often criticizing the bad behavior and habits of the other guild members, causing most of them to apologize. So, her personality also brings fear into many of the members in fairy tail and other guilds.

Erza is an extremely skilled fighter and high class wizard. And, Erza can summon any type of weapon she want to use in an Instant she has over 200 + different type of weapons and can summon multiple weapons at once. Erza have master swordman ship.

6. RIAS GREMORY

Quote – “The first strike decides the battle.” – Rias Gremory

High School DxD have popular over the year. And it’s main factor is their female character. This anime series is full of female characters. Rias is a very kind and compassionate, optimist, especially to her servants and people close to her. Moreover, Rias is competitive and hates to lose, especially after losing her first Rating Game against Riser as she strives to always win, whether it is in sports or Rating Games. Rias is the hottest anime girl character the whole series.

7. TOUKA KIRISHIMA

Quotes – “There’s no way someone who can’t even protect himself can protect anyone else, is there?” – Touka Kirishima

Touka Kirishima is the main female protagonist and a ghoul of the anime series Tokyo Ghoul. She wears a rabbit mask while hunting, earning her the alias Rabbit. She is inherently kind, but this was repressed due to her losing her father and thus having to survive in the ghoul world from an early age.

After the time skip, Touka is more openly gentle and warm and became a beautiful woman that many characters including Ken Kaneki have been left speechless by her attractive appearance.

8. NAMI

Quote – “Life is like a pencil that will surely run out, but will leave the beautiful writing of life.” – Nami

One piece has produced a different variety of versatile characters and one of them is Nami. Nami is a member of the famous Straw Hat pirate crew. She is 2nd crewmate of Straw Hat pirate. Nami has a good sense of navigation skill. In the world of Sea, she has been useful to her captain (Luffy).

After the time skip Nami have improve her ability. She has a supernatural ability to sense changes in the weather, “with her body” according to Vivi, and can even predict the emergence of supposedly unpredictable cyclones in the Grand Line.

9. HINATA HYUGA

Quote – “Never… Go Back… On My Word… Because… That’s… My Ninja Way, Too!” – Hinata Hyuga

Hinata is timid, soft-spoken, thoughtful, polite and very shy, often using appropriate name suffixes. Her father’s contempt for her, so Hinata lacks self-confidence but is very hard working. She is a member of Team 8, which consists of herself, Kiba Inuzuka with his ninja dog — Akamaru, Shino Aburame, and team leader Kurenai Yuhi. Hinata is a very shy anime girl character with the kindest heart.

10. REVY

Quote – “You’ve got to enjoy life, or else you’ll end up wasting it.” – Revy Rebecca

Revy is a troubled, loud, rude, sarcastic, deadly, very competitive, short-tempered, cynical, confident, and considerably aggressive nihilist (a person who believes that life is meaningless and rejects all religious and moral principles) who exhibits a wild temperament. She does most of the fighting for the Lagoon Company. Revy is very confident, grumpy, aggressive, cynical, and emotionally unstable.

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[roleplay-abiogenesis2]

Nagare was silent as he usually was, at least until Yukari leaned over to whisper something to him. After a couple minutes, Nagare suddenly looked towards Iwafune with a simple curious expression. " Mr. Iwa, may I request we have fried chicken tonight? " Nagare was rarely one to make a request on a meal, but it seemed he'd other understood something or was taken advice whispered to him. His gaze turned towards a rather glum Sukuna before looking back to Iwa for the response.

It was indeed a novelty, and an adorable one at that, to hear Nagare so candidly make a particular request for food. The fallen King could have simply basked into that and be amused.

But he wasn’t born yesterday, nor the day before that... he was born a very very long time ago, in fact, and the way the swordman had leaned into the Green King to whisper in his ear hadn’t escaped him, as well as Nagare’s look in direction of the grumpy child so intently focused on his videogame.

“Hmmm, should we? It really hasn’t been that long since I made it last time.” He teased, faking hesitant contemplation with a tilt of his head. Lazy eyes pointed on the second oldest in the room. “I’d hate to ruin our Angel of Beauty’s precious diet with too much fried food. Is that fine for you, Yukari?”

[claudemblems]

Beleive me, we all refuse to shut up about felix. god i love that man so much, cant beleive he's fictional i want to cry- (Dimitri, you are the love of my life as well♡)

Felix is the grumpy swordman that is actually very caring and worries about his friends, and Dimitri is such a sweetheart and the world's biggest gentleman 😭 Their paired ending melts my heart. I wish we could have at least gotten one support that showed the two of them getting along well and patching up their friendship. But wow I could write a whole essay on the Three Houses boys right here RIGHT NOW.