#one piece Story

[kazenomegaminowanpisu]

Op boys reaction when their s/o kisses them on their forehead when they are feeling down

Warning:SFW, Fluff

Feat:Luffy, Sanji, Zoro, Law, Kid, killer

Luffy

–His eyes widen up as he felt your kiss on his forehead. "y/n" he said as he was looking at you. Luffy then smile and wrap his arms around your waist. "Thank you" Luffy was very happy to have you on his side.

Sanji

–"eh?" He said with his eyes wide open. Sanji felt mixed emotions on his chest thinking that he really don't deserve you. "I'm so glad your here with me" Sanji take your hand and press a kiss on it. "I love you my queen" he hug you tight and start showering you with his love.

Zoro

–Zoro was very surprised when you suddenly kissed him on his forehead. "Did you just kiss me?" You blush a little. "well you look down" you said. Zoro let out a sigh and he cares your cheeks. "you really are an angel" Zoro then smile that made your heart skip a beat.

Law

–Law will be looking at you for 10 seconds straight with his eyes wide open, having a little bit blush on his cheeks. "W-Wait" he said as cover his face. You smile and hug him tight. "it's ok law" law let out a loud sigh and hugs you back. "Thank you y/n-ya"

Kid

–"the heck woman!" He said as touch his forehead, you then hug him tight, it made kid think that you knew that he was feeling down. he will not let you see that he was feeling down. But still your his lover so you know if something was up. "thank me later" kid wrap his arms around you. "I'm sorry for making you worried"

Killer

–"Oh" he said when you suddenly kiss his helmet. "I know something was wrong" you said as you hold his hand. Killer take up off his mask and look at you. "Am I making my queen worried?" He said tucking your hair behind your ear. "I apologize" he said. Killer then hug you tight and he press a kiss on your forehead.

[raihann1]

╰┈➤ᗷᗴ丅丅ᗴᖇ1✦ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

《Reader is purple haired <3》

In the opulent halls of the Germa Kingdom, a piercing cry reverberated through the castle, heralding the birth of a new heir. It was the sixth child of Judge Vinsmoke, the ruthless patriarch, and Sora Vinsmoke, his enigmatic wife. Sora, desperate to thwart Judge's plan for a genetically engineered army, had secretly drugged herself during her pregnancy, hoping to produce a child with emotions, just like her 5th son, Sanji. Sanji held his mothers hand worried, cold sweat down his face. However, to her dismay, her plan had failed. The newborn was another emotionless human child, a perfect specimen in Judge's eyes, a mere weapon. As the siblings gathered around their new sister, a wave of pride washed over them. They had always resented Sanji for his weakness and had mistreated him mercilessly. Now, with the birth of this new child, they felt a sense of vindication. 'She's perfect,' Ichiji, the eldest brother, declared, just like us. 'Unlike that failure, Sanji.' Flashbacks of their cruel treatment towards Sanji played in their minds: the beatings, the insults, the isolation. Reiju quietly observed. They had always believed that Sanji was a disgrace to their family, a stain on their reputation. But now, with the birth of this new sister, they had a chance to prove their worth. Ichiji took his newborn sibling in his arms and vowed to protect her. 'I will never let anyone hurt you,' he whispered. 'You are a true Vinsmoke, unlike that weakling Sanji.' As the siblings left the birthing chamber, Reiju couldn't help but feel a pang of pity for their brother. Sanji had always been an outcast, a pariah in their family. But now, with the birth of this new child, he was even more alone. Sora watched her children leave, her heart heavy with sorrow. She had failed to protect Sanji, and now she feared for the fate of her newborn daughter. She knew that Judge would never tolerate a child with emotions, and she was determined to find a way to save her. As the days turned into weeks, Sora secretly nursed her daughter, hiding her from Judge and the rest of the family. She whispered stories to her, sang her lullabies, and filled her with the love that her siblings had denied her. Sanji who stayed with his mother wondered if Y/N would grow to mistreat him aswell.

"Do you think i'll be a good brother?" Sanji asked feeling his eyes shudder as tears fell on the bed.

"Sanji, you'll be a great brother.."

That may have been the last words she would say as she slowly passed.

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AUTHORS NOTES

《Upon seeing how many people chose this one, I started..this is really short srry :( anyway bye bye <33》

[zoros-bandana]

Hello Dove, I've been reading your shots for a while now and I must say your work is lovely, and everytime I read them it makes my day.

I hope is not a bother, but may I request a platonic scenario with Zoro and a youngling swordsman. Basically the strawhat crew stopped by in a island to refill their supplies, Zoro being Zoro started to explore alone and got lost (as usual) and he saw a fight between the youngling swordsman and other pirates, witnessing their fighting style with their katana that looks like Shinobu Kocho from demon slayer, cause their katana is not for slay rather works like a syringe cause is always covered in poison. Zoro caught interest in the youngling somehow but failed in the attempt to reach them so the strawhats set sail. Without knowing the youngling was hiding in the ship cause their next destination is the same as the crew, cause the youngling was finding a person to get revenge on for whatever reason, in the end they ended up discovering the youngling and the rest I'll leave it up to you.

I personally love platonic scenarios and I don't see much of those, but of you accept them then it's ok. However if you don't make platonic scenarios, feel free to make changes if these request caught your intrest. Have a lovely night

Apprentice

(SFW)

Warning: mention of wounds, mention of drinking, mention of fighting, spoilers for Nani’s backstory, spoilers for Zoro's backstory

Summary: After finding a small boy on the way to the Isle of Tenohira, Zoro reluctantly comes to care for him, reminiscent of his past self in his stubborn and vicious sword wielding abilities.

Word Count: 4,000

The Going Mary docked at the small port, clear blue waters rocking gently as one-by-one the crew dismounted, leaving Usopp behind to care for his worn-out ship. It was agreed for only a short stay to collect necessities and supplies for the next stretch of vast blue, knowing anything longer than a few hours would detour their path for the Isle of Tenohira.

Zoro landed on the creaking wood, grunting as he peered over his shoulder at the sudden commotion caused by his captain. Rolling his eyes he watched as Luffy ran off laughing, Nami and Sanji following close behind, yelling at him for being careless and ignorant of his surroundings. Every trip curated the same response, predictable turnouts from his fellow crew-members as they scattered over the island, never sticking to the plan Nami instructed.

Looking around, Zoro noted his surroundings, figuring he would go in search of a bar to drink at for the duration of the time. The island, although small, made up for the distance with height, weaving hills dotted with pink shrubs falling beyond his sight. Figuring the sun was pointing east, he turned on his heels, heading west, walking towards thick shrubs away from the obvious clearing to the town.

He took his time wandering, assuming the bar wouldn't be far from his position, taking in the unusual sights around him. It was a particularly sunny day, a warm breeze rustling through the vibrant shrubs with a whistle as if they were singing out to the swordsman. The grass, if you could even call it that, was short and tuft, weaving strands of iridescent gold, dotting through flowers curved in oblong shapes.

Zoro shook his head, dizzy from the unfamiliar surroundings, parted at sea for what felt like weeks.

A call up ahead prompted Zoro to face to his left, easily spotting the commotion right away. A band of mismatched pirates surrounded a little boy no more than ten, laughing down at him. The young boy wielded a sword, unusual in appearance, as most things were here, with scaling edges down the blade, dripping in an ominous thick brown liquid. It was clear the sword was too large for the boy to hold, using both hands on the handle to lift it off the ground. Shrugging at the boys obvious stubbornness to fight alone, Zoro continued on, assuming the situation was under control.

As Zoro sat in the bar, he couldn't help but feel panicked, unknown to how the fight turned out; feeling a slight guilt in the safety of the child. Looking at the boys stubbornness and dedication to take out a band of pirates reminded him of a younger version of himself, holding onto a weapon that would've taken all his strength just to hold. He held his breath, hoping that the pirates wouldn't enter the bar, cementing only what he feared.

The more Zoro drank the less he remembered about what he saw, fogged over by the alcohol in his body; the ringing of chatter around him soothing his mind. He swayed along to their conversations, dancing silently to his own rhythm by the vibrato in their voices, amusing himself as he flagged down the bartender for another beer.

The doors of the bar crashed open, Zoro sluggishly looking over as someone called out his name, groaning as Sanji made his way over to him. He swore under his breath, wishing someone else came to collect him, scowling at the two-bit chef. Sanji ignored Zoro's look of disgust, grabbing onto his arm as he trudged out of the bar, barking at him. The crew had agreed to be back at the ship hours ago, and as per usual, Zoro lost track of time, drinking away.

Too blinded by hate to zone into Sanji's words, Zoro stumbled alongside him, his eyes darting around. He refused to look in his direction, the drug of alcohol creating a haze over the surreal island, making it seem almost amusing to him. And although this island sparked a particular interest in him, he couldn't help but feel soothed by the promise of returning to his beloved ship.

He couldn't wait to return back to his usual napping post.

Zoro awoke to a heavy crash, his hand reaching for his sword in a bid to fight whoever disturbed his drunken rest. Jerking his eyes around the room he was met with silence, a figure crouching behind one of the barrels in the corner, knowing they were caught. He assumed it was Luffy or Chopper, coming to pry some of Sanji's hidden treats, quickly lacing some venom in his words.

"Oi, piss of will ya! Ya wanna get cut? I'm tryna to nap here!"

"I'm sorry mister..."

Quickly, Zoro sat up, his eyes wide at the unfamiliar voice realising it wasn't a crew member. Focusing on the barrel, he watched as the boy he encountered before stepped out, his sword slung to his back. His innocent and round face was littered with cuts and bruises, one of his dark brown eyes clouded with a purple ring. His light ash hair seemed almost wet, sticking to his forehead, dipped with darker ends from what he could assume was blood.

"The hell ya doing here?"

"I snuck onto the ship"

"Well, yeah" he rolled his eyes, taking a stand. Zoro moved his neck around, cracking in a rolling motion, walking over to the barrels. "Ya need to get outta here, idiot, it's not safe invading a pirate ship!"

"I wasn't trying to invade" he admitted sheepishly, "I just needed a lift to the Isle of Tenohira"

"How'd ya know we were going there?" Zoro drew out his sword, sceptical of the boys knowledge.

"I heard the stringy one talking about it; the one with the hat"

Luffy.

Realising his mistake, Zoro withdrew his sword, sighing heavily. He was still half asleep, his brain feeling like static as he thought for a moment, unsure of what to do with the boy. He could throw the boy overboard, letting the sea drift him someplace he wouldn't have to step foot in? But it would cause too much commotion.

Looking away he sighed again, not wishing to look down at his soft and wide eyes, knowing he might give in and help him.

Zoro just wanted to nap.

Scratching his head, Zoro felt lost, confused on what to do. He didn't wish to put further injury on the boy, given his current timid and broken state, but he also knew he couldn't stay here, his rest disturbed enough. Suddenly, he had an idea, smiling wickedly, knowing exactly who would put some sense into the boy. Zoro was familiar with them enough to understand how they operated, viciously attacking any of the boys on the crew whenever they pleased, hoping the same end would be met for the boy in front of him.

That was it.

Zoro was decided.

He would take the boy to see Nami.

"Oh my dear, look at you!" Nami bent down in front of the boy, cupping at his face "what happened?"

Zoro's face dropped, not expecting her to react so sensitive to his needs. When he had brought the boy to the crew he received a hearty thud over his head, Nami immediately snapping at him for bringing a child onto the ship. However, as she faced the boy she shifted, turning almost into somebody he didn't recognise at all.

"Did that brute do this to you?" Nami's tone was snappy as she whipped her head around to Zoro, glaring at him. "If I find out you laid a hand on this poor child I-"

"No" the boy shook his head "I was ambushed by some pirates back at the island"

Nami turned back to him, whimpering her bottom lip as she pulled him into a sweet hug, her breasts engulfing the boys face, almost suffocating him. She cooed aimlessly at him, inaudible to Zoro as he stood there burning up, realising he should have been tougher on the boy and kicked him off as soon as he saw him.

"You really thought she would be mad at him, didn't you?" Sanji snickered, lighting up a cigarette. "You clearly don't know my sweet Nami-swan at all"

"Oi, shut up, ero-cook! Nobody asked you to speak"

Sanji quickly snapped into action, lifting his leg up to strike at Zoro, to which he swiftly dodged. Pulling out his swords, Zoro resumed a typical stance, mumbling profanities as Sanji attempted to land a few hits at any open area he could find.

"Will you both just be quiet!" Nami ordered, flailing her hands into fists as she smacked them each over the head. Shoving herself between the boys she created space to separate, clearing the thick air that hung overhead.

Luffy laughed, amused by the astounding situation, the addition of a possible new crew member exciting him. "I think we should keep him"

"Huh?"

"Luffy! You can't be serious!" Nami's face dropped, realising the possibility of the situation. A familiar feeling of anxiety fell over her, reminded of her horrible tangled past with pirates as a young girl, never wishing upon that for anybody. "We can't possibly accept a child to join our crew, especially since what has just happened! We need to turn the ship around and get him home to his -"

"I overheard you were travelling to the Isle of Tenohira" the young boy piped up, averting the attention back to him. Everyone continued their silence, waiting for the boy to explain further, giving him a chance to speak his peace. "I will be happy to leave once we have arrived; I just need a ship to take me"

"That's at least a three-day trip" Usopp interjected, informing the boy of his situation.

"I am aware, just please let me stay until you dock there"

"What has you so interested in this island, anyway?"

"I need to get revenge on some pirates" the boy lowered his voice, a hideous growl muffling his words.

Luffy laughed, reminded just how stubborn and vengeful his own right-hand was, noting similarities between the two. "Well, we will be more than happy to have you join us. What is your name?"

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After some time, Zoro returned to the crows nest, fuelled by his strict routine to get back into training. He was aware there was too much time lost, frustrated with the unwanted distraction of a child to focus on his goal. The weights he usually bared felt heavy, only frustrating him more, feeling much weaker than before. He knew nothing had chance but regretted falling out of his usual rhythm.

He lunged the weight back and forth, mimicking a swinging action similar to his sword, working his arms to swing all around him. As he spun around the room he stopped, stepping back in fright, tripping over his foot. The weight landed behind him in a crash, rocking the crows nest briefly, causing him to wobble off balance.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

The young boy stood in front of him, his cuts and scrapes patched up poorly by Nami's efforts to coddle the child. He had changed into new clothes, a large t-shirt bunched up and tied off at the waist, showering him in fabric.

He ignored his question. “Do you mind teaching me that?”

"What?" Zoro acted clueless, hoping the boy would give up and leave.

"Would you teach me how to train properly to be a swordsman?"

"No"

The boy huffed, confused that Zoro would be so quick to shut down his request, despite his blunt and dismissive attitude to his presence. Unamused by the boy's childish behaviour Zoro stood his ground, turning back to his weights with a heavy roll of his eyes.

A harsh quiet fell over the crows nest, almost irritable, growing an intense and thick atmosphere. The hairs on the back of Zoro's neck stood at attention, a shiver running down his spine, knowing something bad was about to happen.

"NAMI!" The boy's voice rung through the crows nest, shrill and cruel. He added a drawn out whine, letting his voice be heard through the ship, rearing his beloved new friend. The addition of overdramatic tears rolls down his cheeks, making his performance theatrical and threatening for Zoro. He had already underlined his name in Nami's bad book, knowing this would corrupt him into something horrible; owning her something to make up for the child's woe.

Zoro felt a rush of regret fall over him, spiteful a part of him felt so connected to the boy in front of him. Since seeing the boy on the island, he couldn't help but sense a part of the stubborn swordsman inside him that pushed him to where he was today. But as he looked down at the manipulative tactics of the child, he realised he was far from the same.

"Fine!" Zoro snapped, turning around to face him with a roll of his eyes. Pointing to the boy with the end of his sword, Zoro held himself firm and cold, not wishing to give into pity for the sake of the child. "But I will not go easy on you because you're a kid. Understand?"

The boy nodded, a delighted smile replacing the well of tears, wiping away the snot from his nose. "I understand"

As per Zoro's usual routine, he trained, holding the same measures as he would against any object to come in his path. The boy, all the while clasping his sword, struggled to keep up with Zoro's intense ability. He accommodated both hands to lift his chosen weapon, making the fight more strenuous on his body, his arms and back caving at the heavy weight. And Zoro could feel it too, every hit that collided with the sword appalled him, wondering how someone of his size wield such a beast.

The sword matched the length of his own, the spikes curling through each clatter as they collided. Zoro feared what liquid oozed from the weapon but knew he was far from finding out such atrocities. He was a small child after all; Zoro was the master here.

However, no matter how hard and fast Zoro swung, the boy kept up, ignoring every inch of his body to give up. His hands were covered with thick callouses, grasping the handle of his blade tightly not to drop or lose sight of Zoro. Cuts and bruises littered his skin, fair to the word of keeping up with Zoro as much as he could.

He was learning fast.

He would be something great one day Zoro was sure.

Around the crew the boy would keep the same chipper attitude, slowly mimicking how they moved. He carried the same light-hearted and hungry energy as Luffy, challenging him to the last bits of meat Sanji worked hard to prepare; winning with Nami on his side. His stamina and aim heighten, time spent with Usopp throwing off Zoro's expectations for how quickly he was learning skills. Accidents and wounds lessened, learning how to fix his own incidents, knowing any setback would cause his training to lessen.

He was improving in all aspects, quickly adjusting to the movements and flow of sparring against Zoro, reminding him of a version of himself long forgotten. Zoro could see that now, misjudging his manipulation, realising how smart and creative the boy was in his own right.

Zoro's past stood in front of him, so vivid it haunted him in the night, keeping him awake from drawing in his memories. He viewed himself, the child, in the same determined nature which craved more, burning their bodies to the ground in pain; and no amount of rest would be enough to sooth them. He could feel himself attach to the boy, instinctively protecting his own shadow, and as the Isle of Tenohira grew closer, Zoro started to grieve something he was fond of.

"Oi!" Luffy's voice boomed through the ship, the clatter of his sandals beating against the deck. It had turned three days since the boy joined the crew, a day Zoro had began to dread, knowing instantly what that meant for his and the boys future.

In the crows nest Zoro caught onto Luffy's voice, the boy catching the same, however, failed to part away from his training; lifting the weights above his head. Unwilling to make the first move Zoro ignored the call, turning back to his own corner, twisting his sword around in motions that caused his head to spin, unable to keep up.

"Was that Luffy?" the boy finally spoke, grunting through his repetitions.

Zoro grunted, unable to look over at him, half afraid he might actually break. He didn't wish to admit he had grown fond of the child, distancing as much emotion as he could muster, his direction becoming a loose brick in his emotional walls built around him for years. He was started to enjoy the presence of somebody else in his space, quietly and in tune to his own routine, sliding peacefully compared to the distant chatter of his fellow crewmates.

"Should we go down? He is the captain after all?"

"Do whatever you want" Zoro bit, unwilling to move from his spot.

Latching onto a spot on the wall Zoro focused, hearing the boy behind him put down the weight. He said something, to which Zoro grunted again, unsure what exactly was being said, before leaving the crows nest. Zoro's vision began to blur, his focus slipping, wishing to go with him, see him one last time with everyone; but he also didn't wish to part from him. He could hear below him the crew, their voices echoing off each other, laughing, enjoying the few moments left together before separating on the Isle.

He was hurt.

Everywhere hurt, unsure where to pinpoint what was happening to his body.

It was only a child after all.

But a part of Zoro felt helpless, pathetic, unable to even face his friends or the child to say goodbye. Why was he craving to the idea of something so mirrored by his own actions? It should fuel him to move; to work better. He had always desired more, nothing being enough for him no matter who or what stood in his way. All he wanted was to live his dream, to focus on what was at stake, and nobody, not even a version of himself would stop him of that dream. He made a promise to himself. He made a promise to...

Zoro steps away from his post, looking around in despair. How did he not realise it sooner. The boy, it wasn't him. It wasn't a part of his past haunting words and memories of his upbringing, triggering his fight response. He was someone else. Someone he didn't wish to lose again.

It was Kuina.

Zoro quickly scaled down from the crows nest, fumbling as he landed onto the deck. The ship was deserted, everyone disbanding off the Mary, his voice calling in a desperate plea for anyone to still be aboard the ship. He didn't care how loud or broken his voice had turned, desperation forcing him to try every avenue; even if it meant he would be teased.

"What are you on about, Marimo?" Sanji's voice snapped, his frame appearing in the door of the kitchen. A cigarette was alight in his hand, flickers of smoke guiding up towards his brow. Zoro spun towards his voice, too rushed with adrenaline to capture fully who was in front of him. He just needed answers.

"Where did they go?"

"Who?"

"Everyone. The boy. Where are they?"

Sanji smirked, dropping his cigarette, letting his foot squish the remaining bud with a slight sizzle. "So you do care about him?"

"I don't have time for your half-ass comments, twirly-brow. Where are they?"

Looking out towards the Isle, Sanji nodded towards a patch of houses, spreading out into a clearing of people. It was undeniable how his friends stood out, Luffy's buoyancy and features standing out in the clutter of grey. His friends were clearly taken to the midst of the town, carelessly wading through for food no doubt, occupied in their own endeavours to care about the absence of the boy; his figure missing from his friends.

Zoro ignored the cooks advice, shrugging him off as he hurdled over the side of the ship. He didn't have time to argue over his useless directions, deciding he was wasting more time standing around than actively looking for the boy. He could feel his mind racing, his body struggling to compete with the overflow of words that swum around in his head. His eyes were frantic, knowing he couldn't dare leave any patch of the Isle unattended.

It wasn't long since everyone had parted from the ship, however, it was unclear to Zoro just how far the boy had got before colliding with those pirates. He was so quiet of how and why he needed to fight them, but there was a strong determination bubbling like fire within him, knowing he needed this and would stop at nothing to achieve it.

Zoro had participated in his fair share of fights, memorising every step and manoeuvre since occupying the battle field. He could determine when and where a band of pirates would attack, catching them out in a feverish rage before they suspected a crucial attack. Everything in his body was telling him to ignore the cooks advice, and while he knew it wouldn't be hard to do so, it was if something was pulling him to the other side of the island.

A commotion of voices caught Zoro's attention, averting him to change course, sprinting up a hill, weaving through thick trees. In one hand he had already untied the bandana around his forearm, prepared to cause a devilish scene to the upcoming voices, growing louder and cruel. It was obvious a fight was brewing, a sea of cluttered metal and shouting bringing out the small call of a shrill voice; someone he recognised well.

As Zoro reached the hill he saw the boy surrounded by a band of pirates, more dehumanised and feral than when he first met him. It was clear now why he swore revenge, the burning look in the child's eye was unmistaken; they had taken someone from him. And just like the rage and desperation to reunite with his dear friend, Zoro concluded in an instant what he needed to do.

Sliding through the battle, Zoro's sword flipped and sliced through several bandits. His motions were smooth and quick, catching the pirates off guard in a bid to get to the boy. He knew it would be an incompetent action, throwing everyone, even the boy off from their main objective. However, Zoro was prepared to catch them in a moment of weakness, letting them know the boy wouldn't have to fight alone.

Reaching the boy, Zoro stood close, almost protecting him. He stood to his side, nudging gently, the boys expression on the verge of bewildered tears. A part of him swore he would never see Zoro again, his last few moments heartless and rude; but he was glad he was here alongside him.

"Well, cmon them" Zoro raised his swords, looking over at the boy. A smirk was plastered on his lips, curling his grin in a cocky arch, determined to boost his ego. He could tell he wished to say something, pleased to have company in the rut of a mismatched battle; in over his head.

But Zoro needed this to stay between them - both knowing each other as their own outlook and companion.

"They'll have to take us both on if they want to defeat you"

[novemberhope]

sending some 🌹 your way

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Please remember to specify which character to include if you want someone specific.

Honestly... I never thought it would be this hard to write Monkey D Dragon. But it's good practice, too. Pity we know so few things about him.

Ellaria felt a knot of dread tighten in her chest. Her gift allowed her to glimpse into the future, and she had seen a vision that chilled her to the bone.

"Dragon," she implored, her voice trembling. "It's going to be a massacre. But it's not too late. It can still be prevented."

Dragon's gaze hardened. "Ellaria, you know this is a trap. We cannot risk our forces for this. We must focus on playing the long game. Those scumbags are not our target. The Celestial Dragons are."

"But does playing the long game entail sacrificing the innocent?" Ellaria countered. "Are we not bound to protect those in need, no matter the cost? And if we don't, aren't we as bad as those we seek to take down?"

Dragon sighed, his face heavy with regret. "The path to freedom is paved with sacrifice, Ellaria. We cannot afford to get sidetracked by every vision you see. I'm sorry."

"But what if it's not a distraction?" Ellaria pressed. "What if I'm meant to save those I see in danger? What if that's the reason I'm having those powers?"

Dragon's eyes narrowed. "Your gift is a powerful one, but it can also be a burden. You must learn to control your visions, not let them control you." "Yes," Ellaria said, slowly rising. "I thought so too once. But perhaps I was wrong. Perhaps I'm meant to take a different approach."

"Meaning... what?" Dragon asked, watching her carefully.

"Meaning I'm sorry... but I cannot let this one go."

[lunashewolf06]

I wanna write for One Piece so bad.

Like... I have a story started and I wanna post it but I have no idea if it's any good or not. I'm worried about the characters not acting cannon and whether the story is actually good.

Plus it's OC based and not reader insert and I'm not really sure if people really read those or not.

I'm so conflicted on what to do

AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[inkiedraws]

"LOL this flip-flop wearing loser thinks he's gonna kick my ass and destroy my whole kingdom in the span of an afternoon. What an idiot"

I didn't intend for this to be a full comic, which is why it just kinda ends. Sowwy

[fluffyartbl0g]

Yea I was having terminal sanuso brainrot so I had to do something about it (completely separate matter from stardew sanuso). They're watching the ship together while everyone else is off adventuring <3

[contactlessdrivethru]

just finished opla mood

[sualne]

i imagine Mihawk doesn't know how to act around children.

(timeline)

[anniilaugh]

”So.. somebody forgot to mention it’s their birthday, huh.” 💚💛

[whalesfall]

btw. your search for the most morally upright and ethical piece of media that has the most correct “representation” will destroy your ability to find the most profound and beautiful and human of stories. and may even destroy the stories themselves before they are created. if you even care.

[extrashortshorts]

“That’s the secret that Ivankov knows.” WRETCHING, dying laughing over the mental image of Iva looking over Crocodiles shoulder while he pretends to write down important business and looking at his little drawn Crocoself like “Is that your Fursona? That’s fabulous!!”

It's about 🫴 and about🐊🐊🐊

[cfeather]

light upon the sea

[beanghostprincess]

"Kuina's death is ridiculous" yes! That's the point! You do realize that falling down the stairs is a way of showing Zoro how fragile human lives are, right? You are aware that the point of Kuina's character is the unfairness of the world towards women in comparison to the privileges men have, like living in itself and fulfilling their dreams, right? You know that Kuina's death is "ridiculous and dumb" because it's meant to show that even the strongest person Zoro knew could die from something so little, right? You understand that the value Zoro gives to life is fucking immense, right? Right?? You realize Zoro can't seek revenge because nobody took her away from him and now the only thing he can do is become the world's greatest swordsman to avenge her death, right? You get that Zoro's character is an atheist because he doesn't believe in anyone and he can only rely on himself when it comes to Kuina's sudden death, right? You are aware that sometimes people die in the simplest of ways and that doesn't make them weak because death doesn't discriminate, right? You know that all of these things are what make Zoro's character so interesting and important, right? Right??? You know, right?

Well, of course you fucking don't because if you knew you wouldn't be saying her death is ridiculous <3

[novemberhope]

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Just a short scene coz apparently I'm in my revolutionary era xD

"He shouldn't have brought her here," Dragon stated. Crossing his arms over his chest, he watched Ginny and Koala fighting on deck. They were going at it vigorously. "Maybe not, but his memories just came back, he learned that his brother is dead and the girl knew his brother, so… can you really blame him?" Elliara replied, watching Ginny fall to the ground and getting up again. "I'm not." He paused, watching Ginny sprinting forward and throwing herself at Koala, only to be thrown back on the ground with one single blow. "If this was a real battle, she'd be dead now." "Stay down!" Koala said. "I'm not finished," Ginny angrily replied, trying to shake off Koala who was now on top of her, firmly holding her in place. "Yes, you are," Koala insisted. "A move like that would have cost you your life in a real battle. Never come at an opponent like that if you are not absolutely sure you can win. Never ever just do that because you're angry and you want to win." "Is Ginger losing again?" a grinning Sabo asked, walking onto the deck and stopping when he reached the two girls. "For the last time, my name is not Ginger!!" Ginny spat. Unfortunately for her, the only thing she could do was shout since Koala was still pinning her down. "Oh yeah?" Sabo laughed. "Wanna fight me for it? If you win, I'll start calling you Ginny." "Don't go there, I think she needs a break," Koala sighed. "No, I want to fight him!" Ginny protested. "Great, more shouting then," Koala grumbled but finally got off. Ginny immediately leaped to her feet. "Bring it," Sabo said, taking off his hat and his coat. "You have to give it to her, she never gives up," Ellaria said, turning to Dragon with an amused smile. "You mean she doesn't know when it's enough, gets worked up over things that don't matter and I can't send her on missions until I know for sure she's learned to contain herself," Dragon sighed. "There are no shortcuts in a battle. I see her potential, but trying to finish quickly because she's lost either patience or her temper will get her killed the first time she tries it during a real fight." "I'm not saying she doesn't have a lot to learn," Ellaria said. "But she's strong and fierce and never gives up. Those are also good qualities if handled correctly. Just give her a chance." "I already gave her one or she wouldn't be on this ship," Dragon grumbled. "Now I'm just waiting for her to get past her issues. Because no matter how good she gets at fighting, she's not going out onto the field unless she's worked through them."

[where-does-the-heart-lie]

Is it so hard to ask that sabo follow his dream he had when he was a kid? IS IT??????

Also, his boat was commissioned from Franky! And he did a great job :)

Design talk:

Im gonna start with just sharing his canon designs

Colors:

Something i want to call attention to is the blue and black in his design.

When he was young, Sabo wore his heart on his sleeve. He had a dream for himself and was taking steps to complete it. Likewise, that blue on his coat is on full display its bright and vibrant and saturated. But also theres that dark blue, almost black, thats underneath it thats being hidden by that coat, the pants, and his tattered cravat. Likewise again, Sabo is hiding his darker side. He has secrets he doesn’t want his brothers to know of and he lets his aspirations and relationships he has with them outshine his past.

In his present design, that blue that was representative of his dreams, is now the one being hidden. Its covered by a complete black coat, a representative of the darkness in his life that now is drives him. This color switch up is symbolic for how he’s put off his dreams and kept it locked up (belt), while choosing instead to pursue a life of darkness for the greater good.

Also, these pictures of young sabo and young adult sabo, you can visually see how less saturated it is. The blue is duller of the coat/undershirt and even more-so with the pants. You can see how he’s much less vibrant than how he was.

In my Post-Story idea, what happens leading up to it is that Sabo succeeds in taking down the world government and after he’s sure the world can move on without him, he goes sailing alone as a pirate to write a book about the world, like he’s always wanted to do. Also, Luffy returns his straw hat to shanks.

So in my design, sabo wears a vibrant blue coat again. He’s living his dream and has nothing holding him back from doing it. The black is still used, and its not being covered, but its on his pants and his gloves. He still has that darkness, but he doesn’t use it as protection or as something to hide, rather as something he moves forwards and progresses with. He will never forget what pain and hardship he went through and he’s not trying to. However, whats underneath all the layers is not darkness or dreams, and its not necessarily being hidden either, its light. Not BRIGHT, but light. Mellow and calm. The settled true nature of a healed man.

I took more colors from his child design than i did with his young adult (YA) one, too. I wanted to show how he’s reconnecting with his younger self by bringing them through to his Post-Story look!

Also, since his journal is his dream, it is blue, as well.

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Items of Clothing:

In both of his canon designs, there is a sense of properness. A top hat, cravat, tailcoat, etc etc.. Its all properness. But more than that, its the idea of responsibility.

Whether he acts responsible or not isn’t what matters in his case, instead its that he wants to look responsible. He wants this because a) he was a little kid who wanted to grow up too fast and be taken seriously, and b) because he has an incredible amount of responsibility being the second in command of the revolutionary army.

To further prove that, I would like to point out his silly little cravat. I love his cravat. But how the hell is that practical for his line of work? Sabo is concerned with being practical, hence his baggy/movable pants and leather gloves. Additionally, just the waist/trench coat, belt, top hat combo would suffice for a proper looking person, but it’s taken excessively with the cravat. The cravat is purely for appearances.

Further symbolism with his cravat, i think, is that this appearance is visually choking him. Its wrapped tightly around his neck when he was a child and when he was most under control of a much higher power. However, when he’s a YA, it’s a lot looser. He’s got some agency, but he’s still being suffocated by responsibilities.

On with my design.

I took away his cravat. Im sorry but it is SYMBOLIC!!!!!!! He is not worried anymore with appearances, he is Free.

I took away his top hat but not his goggles, too. I think that after Luffy gives back the straw hat, Sabo forgoes his hat as well. In solidarity, maybe. If you think about it, the top hat isnt what makes his hat so special, its the goggles. So i got rid of the hat and kept The Goggs. Although it is sad that they are no longer Hatted, as that is one of the beautiful appeals of ASL, they are no longer ASL.

I wanted to keep aspects of his YA design, since even though it is very perforative, its still a style that he’s stuck with since childhood, so he’s gotta like it in some capacity. I just tried to make everything look a lot looser/open on him.

Lastly, i gave him a bit of a beard cuz i think he deserves it.

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Alright! If you got this far, thanks so much for reading my insane ramblings!!!! I fr feel like this rn 👇

Visually, sabo’s design is not too complex, at least not when you look at him next to Ace, but theres a lot of depth to it. I didnt even think of half of these notes before i started typing this up, its just the more time i look at it, the more i noticed!