#hakumai-to

[waywardsan]

Y'all I'm late but it was Kuroh's birthday this month so I'll actually post something because he's my favorite Silver clan member.

[aconitum2222]

[team-milk-boy]

Collection of "Corrupted" Scenes from the Anime (Part 1 & 2)

Artist: Hakumai

Release Date: August 19 & 26, 2021

READ HERE (1) + (2)

[fallensnowfan]

Was reading a few chapters near the ends of Acts Two and Three, those which bookend the raid, and spotted the kids from the Hakumai region. Left panel is from 954, right is from 1051. The baby being carried by the light-haired kid looks totally spaced out there on the right, what an expression.

Oda’s attention to detail impresses once again and it’s a relief to know that the Numbers didn’t find them though I can’t help up wonder, have they eaten people prior? Dark-haired kid’s dialog certainly seems to imply they have. Now that the Beast Pirates are essentially done for, I wonder who will be in charge of running Udon Prison from now on.

Would also be curious to see if Yamato has any interest in visiting his more or less adoptive dino siblings, and I still wonder if Ulti’s and Paypay’s father was a former Rocks Pirate, who Kaido cared enough about to take in his kids. The Ulti interacts with Yamato, especially in the anime, she gives me “why does dad pay more attention to you than he does to me?!” vibes.

[the-furthest-city-light]

Writing Patterns Tag Game

Rules: list the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there’s a pattern!

I was tagged for this by @sciencemyfiction and it looks super fun! I am going to cheat a little bit tho and post only from my One Piece fics as I haven't published anything else since 2018 and I think the writing sample will be more representative of my current styl

Flotsam and Jetsam

"When Big Mom's crew arrives on Zou, Sanji's first thought is, Damn, we didn't fuck 'em up enough before?"

Here I am cheating AGAIN because this line is actually from chapter 2 of Flotsam and Jetsam, "Instead of the Cross, the Albatross," but IN MY DEFENSE it's the only chapter of that fic that was meant to be its own standalone fic. The rest of those chapters are just things I didn't want to consign forever to the desolation of my scrapped file.

2. Found in the Crack of Your Palm

"'Oi, Luffy,' Zoro calls.  He punctuates his bid for Luffy’s attention by toeing his hip with his heavy boot."

3. New Seas Ahead (chapter 1)

“Oh come on.  Please?”

4. spill your wine

"Zoro’s had a shower and a nap and three platefuls of food before the scent of his new captain really hits him."

5. Same Song, Different Verse

"The first time Zoro sees Monkey D. Lucy, the sky is a hard, clear blue and the earth is packed dense beneath his feet."

6. New Seas Ahead (chapter 28)

"How is she doing that though?”

“It’s a mystery, Usopp.”

“She’s like a human trash compactor…”

7. New Seas Ahead (chapter 27)

"The oniwabanshu should have an easier time following them in the snow, but they don’t see another attack after Hakumai."

8. New Seas Ahead (chapter 26)

"When he wakes up, Zoro’s surprisingly not feeling like complete shit."

9. New Seas Ahead (chapter 25)

"Tama turns out to be fine, which is a relief.  And she eats the oshiruko well when they convince her to actually accept it."

10. New Seas Ahead (chapter 24)

"Are we there yet?"

I was actually super nervous to do this because hooks and opening lines are not my strong suit as a writer. My thoughts about the above are pretty much what I already knew. I have a tendency to set the place of any given scene before anything else. It's present even at the start of fics/scenes where the lines aren't explicitly about the sense of place or setting, and I usually accomplish this by calling reference to some time or place that the reader, as a One Piece fan, will undoubtedly be very familiar with and will instantly be able to recall the wheres and whens of the given scene.

In part this is intentional because in the Fair Winds and Following seas series specifically I jump over or outright skip certain events and catching the reader up to where we are now as efficiently as possible is important. HOWEVER, I definitely have a tendency to over-rely on this strategy, which is something I'm definitely thinking about and considering as I've been writing some original fiction!

Alternatively, four of the above entries begin with outright dialogue which is, funnily enough, my least favorite way to start a scene. I usually do it for the sake of a joke and to set the tone and sometimes place which all of the above entries are with the exception of "Found in the Crack of Your Palm." Also Usopp is the one speaking in both 3 and 6. Probably because I try to include his dialogue wherever possible in Fair Winds because I struggle to insert him into the plot and he's good at setting a mood.

I do think the "best" of these opening lines are from "Same Song, Different Verse," and also "spill your wine." Both of them do the thing where I'm establishing place but they also manage to tie in some important sensory information which becomes thematic as their respective fics go on. Food for thought.

Thanks for tagging me, Dev! I'm tagging @faggotzoro, @acewithapaintbrush, @thricepiercedpirate, @thychesters and @zaharya!

[basedkikuenjoyer]

Do you like the speculation that Tashigi and or Sentomaru are descended from people who left with Kozaburo's expedition party?

I dig it personally, we also had the swordsmith in Loguetown who had one of the Kitetsu blades and it would explain why she looks similar to Kuina. They could be cousins of some stripe. At least for Tashigi. Sentomaru? That's a whole different story and one we just don't have a whole lot to go on. But I think it certainly works. He does have some major Wano vibes really more than just about anyone else outside the country.

It's a subtlety, but we also do seem to have a little more contact with the outside world than previously assumed at least under Sukiyaki. Implication to me seems to be Hakumai served a similar role as Dejima under real Japan's sakoku policy. A single bottleneck rather than total isolation because you want some stuff going in/out.

[prodlaw]

A SWIRL OF WATER (MAKES MY HEART A CLEAR POOL)

pairing: trafalgar law x fem!reader genre: mild angst, fluff, finally getting together, domesticity (?) warnings: n/a note: wano spoilers! speculation. first time writing in (checks notes; months) but here we are! listen to strawberry swing by coldplay while reading :) synopsis: law spends time with his reunited lover.

as the country of wano approaches, law almost can't recognise it. the ever-clear, rushing water (still infested with koi) gives way to a land that he can't believe is wano. what were once wastelands are now green, lush expanses of woods with komainu frolicking about, the sky now a perfectly clear blue even in industrial areas, and the nation looking invigorated. thriving.

even once starving towns like hakumai or ringo, with their depressing weather no longer sported empty, deserted looks. the people were out and about, with enough to eat and drink - though he supposes that could be attributed to the opening of the country to the rest of the new world - but it would be difficult to deny that wano was doing well in the years after kaido's defeat and kozuki momonosuke ascending as rightful shogun.

he now finds himself appreciating the fine architecture of the flower capital, something that he couldn't have done in his previous visit, because, well, he was on the run.

he is, in a way, forced to be here as a part of what he calls "luffy's grand tour of going to places he's fixed", where the newly-crowned pirate king is leisurely sailing around the world and visiting liberated countries. after a somewhat pleasant reunion with the strawhats at punk hazard (though he won't ever tell them that), he is now at wano.

and despite being treated like literal royalty by the people, as esteemed guests of the ruler, he can't subdue the irritating, non-medical lump in his throat as he travels to the shogun's abode. because the fact of the matter is that years after its liberation, wano may retain the name of kozuki momonosuke in it's association, but for trafalgar d. water law, surgeon of death, an emperor of the sea, one of the worst generation, wano has always been your country in his heart, and nobody else's.

the twang of the shamisen is beautiful - harmonic, as usual - but you can't find the time to appreciate it. you've been splitting hairs over the straw hats, heart pirates and kid pirates all showing up at once at the country's shores for a "surprise visit!". making arrangements for their welcome, stay, hospitalities was a headache, to say the least. the very least luffy could have done was announced his next island to terrorise (er.. you mean grace) to give you notice, but luffy was never one to make grand plans, you think wistfully.

so you throw yourself into preparing for their stay at the flower capital - their stops on the way at kuri and other towns being prolonged to enjoy the culture and food - just so you can ignore, for fleeting moments, the irritating beat of your heart at the thought of seeing trafalgar law after all these years.

but it seems that the time has finally come, with you being mere doors away from the man who you fell in love with all those years ago, back when he was a liberator who came with luffy and you were a mere teahouse girl. you wipe your sweaty palms against the fine silk of your kimono.

how time flies - he is now an emperor of the sea, and you are the head of cultural affairs in the kozuki shogunate, but one thing you both failed to suppress after all these years was the fact that the both were irrevocably in love.

you push the heavy double doors open with ease.

the feast is going well so far. as all feasts do, when they involve luffy. (though you're grateful nobody has broken into drunken brawl yet)

(scratch that, zoro and sanji look awfully close to doing that. it's best if you take the sake bottle away from the swordsman and introduce sanji to one of the courtesans) excusing yourself from nami and hiyori's company, you manage to squeeze yourself from the sweaty crowd of drunken bodies in the shogun's lawn to approach the bickering marimo and cook. you're just about to muster a halfhearted greeting and grab the bottle, but before you even do, you trip over someone's abnormally large boot (you spot eustass kidd in the corner of your vision, deeply involved in a drinking contest with momonosuke and luffy).

the world becomes a blur of green grass and soft yellow lamplight, and you stiffen your shoulders, preparing for impact with the soil, eyes scrunched up until you realise - oh. you're not falling.

you certainly aren't, you realise, as you look up at a familiar, grumpy face gazing at you. the grip law has on your shoulders is firm, and you're quick to jump out of his embrace and clearing your throat.

fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck- "ahem. thank you for catching me, law."

he shrugs noncommitally.

"you've always been clumsy, y/n," he responds gruffly, and you seethe. really, he sees you after years and this is what he says! no long-lost greetings, not even a faked how-have-you-been?

trafalgar law is really still the same. your anger wanes, and you relax. he's still looking at you intently, and his expression is bored, disinterested.

he looks well. the tenseness that he used to store in his shoulders is not there (as much). his face, though grumpy, is relaxed. his eyes convey the message of someone who has made peace with whatever demons he was facing. you know his heart is a whole lot lighter now that it's not chained to avenging someone else's.

you can still read his face like the back of your hand. he wants you to continue. so you oblige, under the starry sky, the clear melody of the shamisen, over the joyful roar of pirates from all over the world, through the oranges of the paper lanterns and the green of the grass.

"it's been a while," you sigh.

"i know", he replies, crossing his arms.

to him, you look like a dream. like you always have. not the most elegant or stunning one in the room, but you radiate comfort. like you genuinely care, like if he went on a tangent about the pulmonary artery, you would try your best to listen. if anything, you look more confident within your own skin (if your previous confidence was lacking), but it's self-assured. after all these years, you still feel like home, despite being 2 feet away from him. you tug at his fucking heartstrings, even though anatomically, he has none.

"i missed you," you find yourself saying. it's desperate. it's too forward, too early. you've revealed your hand, placed all your cards on the table. he will no doubt take all your money and run away.

luckily, law is a rich man. he does no such thing.

"me too," his words being a bare whisper over the loud hum of the crowd, who have all melted into the background for you. his words, so low and subdued are just for you. only for your ears. it settles a stir in your heart, the whirlpool shrinking. little by little, until it is a swirl of water. (but it is still there, do not be mistaken.)

"how was your journey?"

"don't be fucking daft now, y/n. we've lost years, and you're going to go on with pleasantries?"

"well, time has passed. what do you suggest we do?"

so law does the only thing he knows to do - make up for it.

he has his schedule cleared. you're the one who does it for him, in fact, and decide that there is no better way to show trafalgar law around new-and-improved wano than by doing it yourself. instead of spending all day hemming and hawing over tourist spots, you lead him through the vibrant streets and backalleys with one hand firmly through his.

the crew gives him hell for this every night, obviously, giggling and making jokes like preschoolers, but he can't help but let them when he sees the adorably flustered look you sport as he wishes you good-night outside your chambers.

it's nice being in love again. it's like meeting an old friend, except there's no awkwardness and he knows exactly where to pick up from. he's been doing better lately, but as he sailed all across the new world, thoughts of you swirled around his head, mimicking the wispy clouds in the sky of this country.

a summer island with pristine beaches and aquamarine waters - you would enjoy it here. a bar in a hidden corner of loguetown; he wishes you would come with him. a cave found in a godforsaken corner of sabaody with glittering stalagmites of mica; they glitter in a way that falls short to the sparkle of your eyes.

he missed you at sea. horribly so.

for you, it's like fitting the last tile into a mosaic. the feeling of guilt and exhaustion stops, the idea that you were running from love is no longer present. the wildfire that races across the boundaries of your heart - and spills over to the borders of the island - is extinguished.

you are at ease, more relaxed than you've ever been.

you love wano, you love seeing it's growth, the people, but it felt so small when you'd read the papers, reading all about the new pursuits and adventures of law in the new world. you'd have this feeling that you are but a tiny pinpoint on the map that he has spread out on his table everyday, just one in a mere one thousand of places to go to.

there's an estate, just by the outskirts of the flower capital that is originally the shogun's, but has been lent to you indefinitely. it's vast, acres of woods, with a pond for koi and a small cottage surrounded by sakura trees.

you spend law's last two weeks in wano there. there's a question at the back of both of your heads, that you drown out in mornings of domesticity, afternoons of napping and evenings of drinking and chatting.

since you can't cook for shit, and have been blessed with a house full of servants to cook and clean for you as you work, you leisurely wake up in the mornings to see a breakfast for two set on the outside pavilion, with law fingering through some obscure medical book borrowed from the archives.

the morning sun warms your bones, and you pull your kimono closer at the chill in the air. approaching the table, you ruffle law's mussed-up bedhead, and he grabs your hand to deliver a soft kiss to your knuckles as he continues reading the text.

"ooh, taiyaki. thank you," you practically sing, doing a quick bow with your chopsticks and raising a surprisingly cute fish cake to your mouth.

"how is it?", he asks, placing a faded green bookmark into the book and snapping it shut. you give him a thumbs up with rosy cheeks and a full mouth, and it's satisfaction that crosses his face.

"i would have never expected you to cook," you giggle, reaching for another one as he simply hums in response.

"well, since bepo basically eats fish raw and the rest are good for nothing boozehounds, someone had to do the work on a submarine. thankfully, ikkaku managed to dig up an old cookbook from somewhere, and since then i've been doing this", he huffs, gazing off into the distance.

you can't help but chuckle at the mental image of a grumpy law cooking breakfast first thing in the morning on the polar tang for a crew of rascals.

"what're you thinking?"

"nothing. don't waste the food!"

"i'm the one who cooked it, woman?!"

in the afternoons, it is you who works and law who dozes under the shade of an evergreen sakura blossom tree.

his head in your lap, he catches petals as they drift off into the wind, and there's a fairly reasonable sized pile in his palm right now as he squints up at the sun rays filtering through the blobs of varying shades of pink.

you, on the other hand, card one hand through his hair and intently study documents with the other. you hum a tune - a folk song about a woman searching for her samurai all across the land - and continue reading.

all is well, until your hand retracts from its rightful place in his hair to grasp at the newspaper and jot something down. he can't help but let out a grunt of annoyance.

"ssh, i'm trying to work," you swat absent-mindedly at his forehead, and he frowns. small furrows appear on his tan skin.

"you can work like this," he instructs, taking your wrist in one heavy, tattooed palm and setting it back on his head.

"i need to make notes," you beseech him, but his grip is vice-like, and you know when the odds are against you, so you resign yourself to a defeat.

"i can make notes for you," he smirks, motioning for the paper and notepad.

you, surprisingly, blush furiously and clutch both to your chest frantically. of course, that does not go unnoticed by your petty lover, who in quickly snatches them out of your looser grasp.

"this month's horoscope? really, y/n, you believe in that crap?", he snorts derisively.

"it's legit! madame ping from water 7 has really impacted my life, okay?", you try to weakly defend your guilty secret of noting down the horoscope every month to somehow ordain your future.

"water 7? not only is it baseless, you're listening to a marine?"

"see? this is why i didn't wanna show you," you wail, covering your face with your hands.

"hm, let's see what you've been noting," he says smugly. "libra: too many things on your mind can dampen passion, but your partner will have the solution!", he says in a high-pitched falsetto, to which you roll your eyes at.

"so, y/n, what solutions do you propose?", he asks, wiggling his eyebrows in a stupidly endearing gesture. you sigh. how infuriating this man is, how easily does he drive you crazy?

in one swift motion, you tilt your head downwards (he meets you halfway), to press your lips onto his, moving them languidly against his more chapped ones under the warmth of the golden afternoon sun.

the newspaper and notepad fall out of his grasp. an effective solution indeed.

evenings are for gossip.

the sake flows freely, so do secrets that were sworn to never leave the halls of court. and law, is surprisingly, a massive gossip too. he devours every salacious piece of news with a politely curious "oh", or a backhanded comment about how he "knew it was going to happen", but as the moon two of you across the hours, he talks even more, often cutting you to deliver his own verdicts.

the cicadas strike up their orchestra as you and him sit by the edge of the koi pond, talking like old friends as the moonlight grew on ripples of water caused by the luminescent koi.

"oh god, hiyori refused to shut up when she heard that silly marimo was going to come," you giggle, a happy tinge of red coating your cheeks as you confide to law about hiyori's delight at the thought of meeting zoro again.

"hah, i knew it," law says with a small smile, pouring another glass of sake for himself. "zoro's not too unhappy about being here either."

"i hope not, otherwise i'll be dealing with a very sad princess when i go back to the capital," you chuckle cheerily. you instantly regret your words, attributed to your tipsy nature as law stares at you.

uncharacteristically for him, he too, had been avoiding talking about the "after." after he leaves, to go on to raftel and god valley, after you choose to stay back, the aftermath of you realising your love for each other - physically expressing it, even - but choosing to do so only once, and never again.

if law's learnt anything through the three weeks he's spent here, getting drunk, feasting, spending afternoons and mornings and nights with you, it's that it's not enough.

the time he spends with you, he feels, will never be enough. every day wiled away with you is a day well spent, well-earned for him. he wants this with you onboard the polar tang. he wants to cook breakfast for you, to kiss you good morning and good night, to have you hold him. he's far too tired of running away from love and far too old to find someone else, someone who will accept him and give him solace the way you do.

hell, he knows you better than you do. you like 300-count bedsheets, a special type of tea imported from dressrosa, sake from kuri, how he hugs you from the back (he's heard your heartbeat), when he kisses your hand, late night talking, and the fact of the matter is that he loves all of it, as he loves all of you.

so he says it.

"i don't know where we're going to go after the last few islands. i don't have any agenda of going anywhere, so," he clears his throat, feeling the burn of your curious eyes on his.

"what do you say of coming with me? we could go anywhere you want."

the smile you give him is so sweet, so calm, like you've been waiting for this all of your life (in a way, you have.) like you've been waiting for him all your life. and now he's here, holding his hand out for you before he's swept away by the current.

you take it.

"let's start with the north blue. take me to your home."

© prodlaw 2022 ♡ reblogs & feedback are appreciated! requests are open

[chenziee]

BIG NEWS

Here's first of the two fics I wrote for the amazing @zorofanzine!! Leftover sales open on May 10th so check it out! You don't want to miss out on all the top-notch Zoro content <3

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Big news! Big news!

The street killer and ronin named Zorojuro has disappeared! After he was apprehended and sentenced to seppuku, he has murdered the Flower Capital’s Magistrate and with him, every single policeman at the station at the time!

A most dangerous criminal! More dangerous than Kamazo the Manslayer! More wicked than Ushimitsu Kozo! And he has disappeared without a trace!

Everyone! Please be wary walking the streets—if you see him, do not engage and alert the authorities!

Watch out for a man with only one eye and three katanas at his waist! He is responsible for the deaths of more than thirty people!

You heard it here first, folks! 

Everyone!

Read all about Zorojuro’s crimes right here! Right on this broadsheet, read in detail about the destruction he had caused! The list of victims! His description!

Esteemed people of the Capital!

Come and get your own; you can’t miss this news! So hear! Zorojuro the Magistrate Killer has disappeared! Refer to the wanted signs—aaaaand! This flyer! You can grab yours right here!

—————

In the streets of the Flower Capital, a crowd has gathered. Listening eagerly to the news announcement, asking for the flyers and broadsheets and wanted posters. Talking all over each other, hoping for the newsboy to notice them and hand them the papers with information carefully written on them.

And among these people, stood a lonesome travelling monk with a tengai covering his head. A komuso was a rare sight in the capital but not rare enough to garner any attention—and that seemed to be exactly what the monk clad in a black and white yukata and brown haori with a flower pattern wanted. He stood amidst the crowd silently, a black nodachi with a white cross pattern resting against his shoulder, listening. His tattooed hand shook slightly as he clutched at the flyer with Zorojuro’s likeness on it.

His head turned slightly when the newsboy started shouting again.

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Aaaand! Another big news! Big news!

A ghost of a samurai has been appearing all across the Land of Wano! Flower Capital, Ringo, Kibi, Kuri, Udon, and Hakumai—all regions of the country report sightings of this mysterious spectre!

Is he a samurai who was murdered in a war hundreds of years ago? Or a victim of the vile Zorojuro? Is he in cahoots with the gashadokuro who’s been reported to haunt a remote graveyard in the snowy Ringo?

Only one thing is for sure; no one is safe!

We have asked the citizens who’ve met him and they all say the same thing: he is intimidating with a scary face, has green hair, and a scar across one of his eyes. He seems solid, like a real, living human… Except! This samurai’s ghost appears out of nowhere without warning and disappears the exact same way! There one moment, gone the next—only to appear at the other side of the country later the very same day!

We have also approached a few inhabitants of the Flower Capital for opinions and one of their answers stood out among the rest! This man, a toad oil vendor by the name of Usohachi, did not seem scared of the monster in the least! Instead, he had offered us a wild theory: maybe, the ghost is simply hopelessly lost! Wandering out of his grave in search of sake and losing his way so quickly and thoroughly that he is now doomed to wander the regions of our beautiful country with no means to return!

A daring theory that makes you almost pity this wile ghost!

But!

Where lies the truth? And where will this samurai appear next?!

Find the list of all his appearances right here! We have it all, including all the statements we’ve taken!

You don’t want to miss a word of it! So come and take your broadsheet and read all about it!

Now, who wants one?! We have enough to go around!

—————

The monk took a step forward, wordlessly taking one of the flyers before he slowly walked away from the crowds. He followed the main road for a while but then he stepped to the side, disappearing in the shadows of one of the countless narrow, dark alleys.

It was only a long while later, after taking several turns and finding himself in the most secluded place in the entire Flower Capital, that the monk finally stopped—and took off his tengai, revealing the face of a man who had no place in the isolated Land of Wano. A pirate from overseas, a member of the Worst Generation who was dreaded across the entire world.

And this very same man glared at the two flyers in his hands—at Zorojuro the Magistrate Killer and the ghost of the green-haired samurai—and his face twisted in anger. A vein pulsing on his forehead, Trafalgar Law gently leaned his nodachi against the wall next to him before he took a deep breath and gingerly, carefully placed the papers on top of each other, aligning them perfectly—

And ripped them both in half in one smooth movement.

He repeated the process again and again and again until the flyers were barely more than specks of dust.

“I’m going to kill this fucking idiot.”

[danwhobrowses]

One Piece Chapter 1057 - Initial Thoughts

And we appear to be at our end

The Wano arc/Yonko saga is finally concluding after several years. It's had its highs, its lows, its criticisms and its unresolved questions but for now, whatever you thought of the arc, it is time to end

So let's get to this, the penultimate saga is about to end

Spoilers for the chapter, support the official release also

Unsurprisingly, looks like Caesar's gonna use his powers to subdue Katakuri and Oven. I wonder if Baeju's immune to his poison gas?

With a chapter called 'Final Curtain', it makes sense that the story ends on a stage, as Wano tells its citizens an - at least dramatized - version of the Wano story via Kabuki

So the big controversy out of the way, Yamato is not becoming Nakama.

I do at least have to applaud Oda for not giving into peer pressure but it is a gutsy move given how popular he is, I'll talk about it in the end given how bullets have a word limit

But it seems Yamato is instead gonna stay in Wano, enjoy his freedom by touring the country first

I'm all for him staying if he's gonna re-enact Oden, because then he's gonna have to start another Harem War and that just sounds hilarious

Momo and Kin'emon are still offended though by being snubbed, even going so far as to almost turn on the Straw Hats for doing so

The trio do make it to the port (ironically Tokage port, the port the raid was initially going to take place from because of Kin'emon's misread) just before the three captains set sail

Sanji can you please respect that Yamato is a dude?

Luffy got the double tackle with Yamato and human Momo

Obviously Luffy is very simple about it, the snub doesn't matter if they're meeting now

Momo though asks Luffy not to leave, tears pouring and kinda doing the Wano face, noting how he'd feel lonely without them

Of course, Momo's gratitude gets to Franky, the waterworks are also getting to Chopper and Nami

The crew had been waiting for him though, because they've prepared a gift: a flag

Cute that Luffy thinks of Momo like a baby brother too, guess the ASL family grows exponentially

With the flag hung over Wano, Luffy effectively makes Wano his territory, which offers a similar manner of Yonko-based protection for them

Also seems like while they're not 'Nakama' there are open invitations for Momo, Kin'emon and Yamato to join the crew when they want to

The ship sets sail as the trio say their goodbyes, Momo declaring he will surpass Oden - not Yamato as he asks, actual Oden

Nami's still kinda wearing her samurai armour XD

Nami does set them to go to Hakumai, using the lift instead of the waterfall

But Kid antagonizes both Luffy and Law by calling it the safe option

'Luffy don't', 'Luffy No!' - but alas, Luffy Yes XD

The irony of the kabuki play making them out to be 'wisdom kings' when they're truly idiot kings

Big Mom is getting treated fairer in this play by being called a 'yokai possessed giant oiran'

Looks like there was more to the Orochi climax according to the story, as the severed burning head spews his last venom of vengeance, cursing Wano with his vengeance for eternity

Bruh you and Kanjuro clearly didn't have kids, where these generations gonna come from?

Hiyori declares 'Kurozumi means charcoal, it was born to burn' to Orochi, which appears to perish him for good, not sure if it's some magic or she used her fan to buff up the fire but I guess it is part of a retelling

An ending narration and a group shot of the remaining Akazaya, Shinobu, Tama and Yamato signifies the end of the play

And the curtain now closes on Wano

Added Uta spot for baby Uta crying and Shanks assembling his commanders to help. Clearly Benn is the dad of the group but Shanks finds the answer in using a merry song, fans have speculated who the woman was- some suggesting it's Luffy's mother - but I feel like it's just Uta's mother, she does look similar after all

So that's the end of Wano

It was a nice end to a great arc I thought. Yes, it isn't perfect, I'd have loved to see Zoro visit Ryuma's grave, some confirmation on his heritage, and Nidai Kitetsu have been a greater part in it, same for Onimaru and the other Heart Pirates, but other stuff like BM and Kaido's living status, Pluton, Underwater Wano, Zoro's encounter with the reaper etc. doesn't necessarily need to be revealed in Wano, there's time for that in another arc.

So let's talk Yamato. I'm not broken up about it, the explanation is satisfying because, unlike Carrot's deal last chapter which I still hope she refuses and stows away on the Sunny again, he shows that he wants to do this, to overcome some naivete and just live as a normal person. It's not a bad deal either, but like Inu and Neko it does kinda diminish Momo's resolve when fighting the admiral. Additionally, I doubt this is the last we've seen of Yamato, the extended invitation is left there so he can set sail when he's ready, which is fine, one of the reasons I had against Yamato joining was that he lacked a purpose for the crew, staying in Wano and learning more things means he can search for a purpose and resolve. I know people will still not like it, which is why it's such a gutsy move from Oda to do it, but I respect this outcome more than the Minks' last chapter because it feels more sensible.

I guess MomoAndKin4Nakama people got sent through it too, but I never did buy into Momo joining the crew tbh, he declared he wanted to be Shogun it'd be bad for him to abandon that. I feel like people still mistake his story as being one that steps into Oden's shadow when really it's him stepping out of it, he's gonna become his own man and lead his way. Kin'emon also has his wife, and with Zoro taking his techniques there wasn't much else he could offer.

On the plus side, making Wano the first official Straw Hat territory is the right way to go, though of course Luffy sees it more of a warning flag it is a good resolve to make up for the power gap, Fishman Island do need to follow suit soon, I could see Zou, Dressrosa and Alabasta considering it also.

I did like the light tone and comedy the chapter brought, the added Orochi stuff didn't quite land for me though, I get it's supposed to be emphatic that Hiyori's saying Orochi was born to burn, but she did kinda curse out his entire clan, there could've been good Kurozumi after all, plus it doesn't roll off the tongue as neatly as Oden's born to boil claim. Really if there needed to be an emphatic epilogue to the Hiyori stuff it should've been Hiyori finishing off Orochi rather than delivering another speech, too much drama not enough revenge.

But the three crews sailing away, their bittersweet separate ways, and the visual of a happy Wano before the curtain closes is a nice ending, and the finality of it does set up the idea that the entire tone is going to shift into the final saga

for that, we must wait another week though: the beginning of the end.

[nikosliberty]

finally got my boy niko a sport modified hakumai and wheeeew this thing is fine af!

[aconitum2222]

[cavenewstimes]

The Best Rice Cooker (2023), Reviewed by Our Experts

There’s a lot to value about an advanced design like the NP-HCC10. It has actually 9 configured cooking settings for a number of various kinds of rice. Remember, Zojirushi is a Japanese business, and these settings are oriented around cooking rice ranges discovered there. “White rice” on a Zojirushi describes short-grain white rice (hakumai in Japanese). Some long grain white rice like basmati…

[piatte]

　粉ミルクを完全に止める時が来た！

Kona milk wo kanzen ni yameru toki ga kita!

　歯医者へ行った際に、夫が息子に紙で出来た玩具を買って、それを使って息子と遊んでくれた。息子も喜んで笑っていた。息子は歯医者での居心地が良かったらしく、歯医者を去ることを嫌がっていた。

　お姑さんの車で息子の保育園の送迎へ行ったら、息子が別れ際に珍しく泣いていた。夕食に、自分の作ったご飯を食べさせてあげたいけれど、南瓜料理と白米しか用意出来ていない。季節の変わり目で、身体が少し弱っている。夫に相談だ！

Haisha he itta sai ni, otto ga musuko ni kami de dekita omocha wo katte, sore wo tsukatte musuko to asonde-kureta. Musuko mo yorokonde waratte-ita. Musuko ha haisha deno igokochi ga yokatta-rashiku, haisha wo saru koto wo iyagatte-ita.

Oshuutomesan-no-kuruma de musuko-no-hoikuen-no-sougei he ittara, musuko ga wakare giwa ni mezurashiku naite-ita. Yuushoku ni, jibun-no-tsukutta-gohan wo tabesarete-agetai keredo, kabocha ryouri to hakumai shika youi-dekite-inai. Kisetsu-no-kawarime de, karada ga sukoshi yowatte-iru. Otto ni soudan da!

[waywardsan]

Going back to my roots so I don't have to deal with lineart. Y'all like Neko, right?

[pajama-han]

I have Inumaki brain rot so imagine this:

Inumaki using a unique ingredient for his S/O. He says it one day while looking at them and Maki and Panda wheel around like "what the hell was that?" Then they see him looking at them and they know. He found a way to not only say their name, but also be able to say "I love you".

A special, safe word just for his love.

[edensrose]

❝ there's certainly a sense of 𝐀𝐍𝐗𝐈𝐄𝐓𝐘 over what we've 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓽 . but if we turn our eyes away from that and 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 , we will 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 advance ! ❞

ৎ୭ — monogamous !

ⵓ‧₊˚ ʚhomraɞ ‧₊ ༉

꒰ ꒷꒦୨scepter 4୧˚₊๑

ⵓ‧₊˚ ʚjungleɞ ‧₊ ༉

꒰ ꒷꒦୨hakumai-tō୧˚₊๑

ৎ୭ — polyamorous !

//includes love triangles + rivalries