#practices drawing doflamingo

[veroinfaciem]

Guys. What if Doffy kept wearing his gorgeous red suit? (reference pic under the cut)

[pixylpaws]

look! its 99% of the dressrosa arc in one picture! (luffy grabbing an immobile and severely injured trafalgar law before running straight through anything in his path iiiiin order to violently dethrone the nation's king!!)

one piece is the ever

[cinnidaria]

efoashfhafkamsfams one piece

[1000sunnygo]

Law's artist side isn't talked about enough, so here's a smooth brain ramble.

He prefers abstract arts over realism. Unlike Kid who forms animal or skull figures with metals, Law creates strange 'sculptures' with his victim's bodies/belongings:

And, of course, the tattoos.

I like how all of his tattoos accentuate the shapes of his torso and arms, especially the joints and muscles. Combined they look like a single stylized drawing of human upper torso.

Seen theories that the tribal style could be a lost trend from Flevance (as seen on the arm of a miner in his flashback), but it could just be his personal style. That said, his upper arm's heart tattoos look similar.

(Something that artists probably noticed long ago but I'm only noticing recently: Law's upper arm's tattoos have been simplified over time. There used to be two spiral-like protrusions, but Oda has been omitting them in later arts)

The "DEATH" tattoos have a straightforward message. According to the Law novel, these were his first tattoos.

Speaking of death, ghosts and spirituality have been implicitly a theme for Law, especially during Dressrosa. Doflamingo referred to Law as Cora's 'vengeful ghost'. Law's (cursed) sword Kikoku's name means 'wailings of a restless ghost". Ironically, Law having a hidden name was also a tradition that related to dead people.

The orange jolly roger (red in the sail) could be many things, I think it's a stylized way of drawing the sun.

Sun symbols are everywhere in the One Piece world. Law's lower arm tattoos are different types of 'suns'. Law might've subconsciously carried those symbols from his hometown for their aesthetic appeal.

The tattoos on the back of his hands reminded me of the church lady's cross, which is slightly different from the cross seen at Kuma's church. It's possible that various faiths in One Piece world are interconnected, leading to a prophecy about the sun god and Dawn. Law, at the very least, believes in the will of D and his own fate being tied to a purpose.

The chest tattoo, clearly a tribute to Corazon, could have some elements of catholicism. Kikoku also has crosses all over its sheath. Originally this wasn't my observation, but Law seeing Cora as a sacred being makes a lot of sense.

Carving a heart at the dead center of his chest by creating small wounds - the process itself reminds of Cora doesn't it

The custom-made Dressrosa coat is another tribute to Corazon, but IMHO he designed it specifically for Doflamingo, as a mockery.

A cross and circle like dangling a pistol target for Doflamingo's shooting practice, with a grinning face copied from Doflamingo's own jolly roger, but it's Corazon. Like his brother has returned to face his pistol again. A vengeful ghost indeed

And boy did it work...

Doflamingo shot it until the mark was completely drenched and unrecognizable.

Assuming he draws for all of his clothes himself, here's this masterpiece:

Or maybe it's gifted by his crew mates. Either way, it's adorable.

Since he's a surgeon (and a comic nerd), he should be skilled at drawing human anatomy. How does he draw realistic arts? Does he doodle while taking notes?

We've seen his handwriting in punk hazard arc and it wasn't particularly stylized. Regardless, it'd be nice to take a proper peek at his notebook.

[boredposts]

a question about the hallucination Cora!Au

did Doflamingo ever have moments when a hallucination turned into something terrible, practically losing his brother's appearance, causing tremors to pass through his body, a vague desire to go anywhere but stay with this behavior?

and you have great creativity, I would like to see your work more often, just don't overwork yourself!❤️‍🩹

Hi! Thank you so much for the ask, sorry it took me so long! I wanted to try and draw something for it but I’m trying to work on the next part ^^

That definitely does happen a lot, mainly with hallucinations with his father, mom, and young Rosi! For older Corazon there is a reason he sees him like he does. Along with there being a reason for the mask only older Corazon wears!

I don’t want to spoil just yet but sure you can make some assumptions!

[shadowfear-art]

Finally finished the "Power Rangers/Super Sentai au"

The premise of the story (has probably been done before), is humanity has found the element that created gods from myths in all around the world. And of course every power hungry person wants a piece to study or use to ascend to a higher being, leading to two options of "hero's vs villains"

The first option of using said element is via a technological suit, upside that it can regulate the element's chaotic energy and allowing its user to exceed their normal human potential. Down side the suit needs constant maintenance from the power's constant wear and tear, if broken the suit becomes useless leaving the user practically naked.

The second option, usually done by villains, is infusion. Various methods to do this but ultimately absorbing the element into the body and becoming vastly stronger which leads to change one's physical form, the draw back is there is a percentage of how much the human body can handle currently before failing (60%-65). If a failure occurs the person in question becomes a monster, powerful but dumbed down and subservient. Your typical monsters of the week, bad guy that are usually followers of those who didn't fail.

Which our story leads to Crocodile, a young CEO on the villains side funding their research on heightening the current infusion percentage. He wants power but isn't foolish enough to jump to the opportunity like everyone else only to fail or be beaten by a Revolutionary Ranger (or any other similar group).

Being smug when competing funders like himself fail he definitely ruffled some feathers leading to betrayal and kidnapping of Crocodile (speaking of birds, Doflamingo isn't part of this race for power yet until a few three-ish years later)

With the intent of absolutely humiliating the young CEO, Crocodile was infused at 100% purposely to cause him to become a failure monster. Which worked but not in the way anyone would ever expect.

Sand Croc couldn't be controlled and worse yet could not be contained baffling everyone as the large reptile rampaged all over the city for months.

The only person to come close to capturing the beast is Dragon, leader of the Revolutionary Rangers, his relationship with the CEO is complicated as the two were romantic but the sides that each took made it impossible to continue said relationship. And honestly neither are over each other which brings Dragon to uncovering why Sand Croc is acting the way he is ...

100% infusion is terrifying when successful.

[rea-grimm]

Demon Law

You were just coming back from practice and cleaning out your locker. You were wondering what you were going to do when you noticed a figure in a black coat and cape covering his face in the doorway. 

You decided to ignore it, but you already had a plan in your head for escape and defence in case of an emergency. However, there was no point in panicking and drawing attention to yourself. 

‘Are you Y/N?’ The young man asked as he walked over to you. 

‘Exactly,’ you replied, looking up at him. You saw golden eyes shining from underneath his hood. You knew immediately that it was a demon. 

"I need your help. I need to get rid of a pesky demon. Doflamingo," he said, watching your every reaction. 

You knew demons didn't make friends with other demons, but this was the first time you'd heard something like this. Granted, you were a hunter of the supernatural and it was in your blood, but you weren't going to interfere with something like this. 

‘Demon?’ You asked in surprise. ‘Wouldn't it be better to ask at church?’ You suggested, looking like a regular person who had no clue. You continued to tidy up your things from practice before you locked your locker and made to leave. 

You said goodbye to him and walked out the door. Just as the door closed behind you, however, a blue light enveloped you like a barrier, and for a moment the ground beneath your feet disappeared. No sooner had you blinked than you were back at your locker and the same demon stood before you. 

‘Not so fast hunter,’ he grinned. ‘You're one of the best hunters around, and your reputation precedes you,’ he continued and began telling you information about you, your profession, and his whole thing with Doflamingo. The more he told you, the more you knew there was no point in denying it. He knew things about you that even the other hunters didn't know, and that made you nervous. 

When he saw he had your full attention, he told you his plan and why he needed your help. In doing so, he made a deal where you help him kill a powerful demon and then he rewards you and makes sure you don't get hurt. 

You looked at him and wondered what kind of powers you had. You knew about the demon he wanted to defeat and you knew it wasn't easy. 

You didn't have many options though, as this demon would constantly teleport you back, or god knows what worse, and you finally nodded in agreement. 

For as confident as the demon was and everything was going his way, it was at this point that something went off. Just as the talk turned to confirming the contract, his expression turned shy and he pulled his hood more in his face. 

'I'm sure you know how these contracts are sealed, ' he said, crossing his arms over his chest as if to give himself courage. You nodded your head in agreement and moved closer to him. 

He uncrossed his arms and took your hips before leaning closer to you and pressing his lips to yours. There were many ways to make such a pact. With blood, paper, spells and many others, among which was the kiss. 

When you pulled away, you got the impression that his cheeks were decorated with blush, but before you could comment, he pulled his hood more into his face and mumbled for you to be alert before he disappeared. You just chuckled at his reaction, as you hadn't expected such a thing from a demon at all. 

During the next day, the demon named Law approached you again and together you began to put together a plan to defeat Doflamingo.

First, you put a plan in place to eliminate his minions who could cut your way through. You did everything in complete secrecy, leaving no trace of him thanks to his ability. 

During this time, you grew closer. For a demon Law was, you found yourself increasingly drawn to him, but you got the impression it was the other way around as well. 

Slowly, your plans began to change. Law became more cautious, and even though you had originally done missions together, he began to keep you more and more out of the action. Then he just talked everything down, saying it was part of the deal. Nothing was to happen to you until the contract was fulfilled. 

It all came to a head when the final battle against Doflamingo was about to take place. You had a plan in place, and you were putting together the necessary tools and artefacts that might come in handy in the fight. 

‘You're not coming with me,’ Law said when you finally had everything ready. 

"And why wouldn't I? That's exactly why you sought me out the other day," you snapped back at him. 

"You're here to help me. You helped me with my plan, that's enough," he replied sternly, and you could tell that wasn't the real reason. 

"We have a pact together. I'm going whether you like it or not," you said stubbornly.

‘I don't want Doflamingo to kill you!’ Now you knew where the wind was blowing from. You were touched, but at the same time, you insisted. 

"Law, I'm coming with you whether you like it or not. We're in this together," you replied with determination. Law sighed, hating and loving your stubbornness.

‘I don't seem to be changing your mind...’ he said, moving closer to you. At this point, you had no idea what he was thinking. ‘You don't give me much choice...’ he said before lifting his hand and digging it into your chest. You screamed in shock. It didn't hurt, but it was a shock to see his hand in your chest.

You could hear your heart racing and you had a strange feeling in your chest. The demon clasped his hand gently around your heart when you felt a certain heaviness that made you gasp.

Before you could ask him what he wanted to do, he ripped your heart from your chest, the red organ glowing fleetingly in his palm. It was such a shock that you had to lean against him to keep from falling.

As you tried to calm down, Law lifted your heart to his mouth and kissed it gently. At that moment, you felt a strange but pleasant tickling in your chest.

"Nothing's going to happen to you this way. Even if someone hurts you, you won't die without your heart. It would have to destroy the heart first," he explained before using his abilities to teleport your heart to safety where no one but him could find it.

After that, it was time to fight. You followed the plan you had prepared, but very soon you had to start improvising.

It was a long and brutal fight, and at one point you would have died if Law hadn't secured your heart. At the same time, he would be there every step of the way, when your safety was more important to him than killing the pink demon itself.

But in the end, you succeeded. Law defeated him and you exorcised him, eventually sealing him in a special container that he just couldn't get out of since Law had moved it to a safe and secret place.

You were glad you finally did it. You thought this would be the moment the demon would give you your heart back, but it seemed like that wasn't his plan at all. You tried to get a reason out of him why he wouldn't give it back to you, but he wouldn't tell you why. As he avoided answering, you began to get suspicious of the real reason.

‘How about we make a new contract?’ You suggested, and you could see in his eyes that your words intrigued him.

A new contract was more like a trade. He gets to keep your heart while giving you his. You made this contract with a kiss as well. This time, however, it was completely different, it lasted longer, and it seemed like he didn't want to just let you go. Now you were his and he was yours.

Law Masterlist

[norastarfall]

Prt 3 of Art Students Au

Because I like writing about something I know about

Law, Perona, Rebecca, Vivi, Ace, Sabo, Koby, and the Vinsmoke siblings.

This one’s a bit longer

Law is a med student drop out, he WAS going to be a surgeon, but then his foster dad got a life threatening disease so he had to work to support him. Good news is that Cora-San is getting better (slowly but slow progress is better than no progress) and he’s allowed to room with another patient now. So- one night- during one of his more burned out days he visits his dad and he is NOT looking forward to meeting the new roommate. Until he walks in and sees his dad doubled over laughing along with this bro looking dude- absolutely COVERED in bandages. And he hasn’t heard his dad laugh like this in a while- and he can’t help but compare the two laughing to walking in on two very bright suns.

So- law meets Luffy.

Luffy sparks something new in Law, and Law is immediately fascinated (as equally as he is annoyed). Luffy asks if Law is good with his hands and Law is scandalized that Luffy would be so forward before Cora-San pops in laughing harder. Explaining how Luffy is an artist and specializes in Sculptures. Law asks if any of his work is well known.

“I guess??? I honestly don’t know, I don’t check on them a lot.” Law looks to Cora-San and sees that he’s asking law to come to his side. Law approaches and sees Cora has something pulled up on his phone. He looks and sees their favorite sculpture piece.

It’s a sculpture of Law’s foster uncle, doflamingo, (he’s the ceo of a company with controversial practices) the sculpture is him puppeteering the people they call his family while they pray to him like a god. The piece itself is called puppeteer king.

It takes Law a moment to catch what Cora-San was insinuating. “YOU MADE PUPPETEER KING!?” Luffy jumps at the sudden yelling but smiles and yells back with equal enthusiasm.

Law almost wants to cry- he hold so much respect for him all of a sudden it’s embarrassing. Anyways law joins him and his friends for dnd and dinner there in the hotel room. And pretends now to blush when the strawhats compliment his drawings of his character.

Perona is Zoro’s pastel traditional goth foster sister. She’s REALLY into printmaking. Making weird creepy pieces that look like they should belong on novels- and she knows it. She’ll join the straw hats every now and then for dinner, but she prefers hanging with The Girlies. She once asked to collaborate with Usopp during their freshman year. He could make a short story that went with her print, anyways she read the story and now she’s slightly terrified and worried for him.

Rebecca makes jewelry, she makes custom pieces for each of her friends, she especially loves making them for Luffy. She can’t help if they look good on him!

Vivi is a political socialite, being the daughter of the mayor. She really could have been anything, so she decided to go into humanities, sure she COULD do politics or law. But really the thing that makes her happy is helping people. Luffy’s dad was her dad’s old secretary so they knew each other for a bit. She found herself at a charity event and one of Luffy’s pieces ready to sell. Reconnecting with Luffy and his friends, she basically became the funds for their art ventures. As long as they supply her with new pieces for charity events. They joke about how vivid became their sugar mommy, nami especially makes that joke.

Ace and Sabo are dropouts. Specifically, high school dropouts. Sabo started working as an activist coordinator. Him, Sabo, and Luffy live together off of Luffy's dad's (croc and Drag) money and sometimes Luffy's financial aid. Ace is the most "Normal" out of the two. Except he's a ghostwriter, specifically for musicians and novels. So he says he's normal, but then he'll turn around and write a love story between a ghost and an exorcist.

Koby worked with Luffy for a while, while Luffy works with sculpting mostly, Koby illustrates and photographs. Much like Robin he has a series of pictures of just…Luffy. He calls it the leading beacon, yes cheesy he knows- he can’t help it. Kinda has a puppy crush on Luffy, but after meeting Luffy he decided to dual major in Visual communication design and Law. He loves helping people- and he knows how corrupt systems can be- but Luffy inspired him to be the change he wants to see.

The Vinsmoke Siblings, are still KINDA assholes. They do their dads bidding and bullied Sanji when they were younger- Reiju and Ichiji can’t help thinking that maybe they were victims of their fathers own expectations. It all came to a head when reiju announced she would be attending a public college. After that- their father’s true colors started shining through. It wasn’t pretty, and there were threats of being disowned, but reiju knew as the oldest- that would never happen. Ichiji is smart so he immediately notices the mood changes and behaviors of his father. He secretly starts going to therapy to really figure it all out. Yonji and Niji are the ones with now outside perspective- until yonji starts going to a different gym. And he meets Zoro- and he thinks he’s SO COOL. But then he also finds out he’s also nice, thoughtful, and an artist? He’s confused- yeah- but zoro’s patient and he can tell yonji needs a positive influence. So he hangs out with guys often. Niji on the other hand- was isolated, the others would try to get him to join them on outings but their father would usually find a reason for him to stay.

Horribly, it was Niji who sent the gallery on fire. Urged on by his father, jealousy, and an ego- he nearly destroys the whole building. The others know it was him but they’re not sure how to go about it. They know it was targeted as well, it was sanjis first gallery after all.

[junebright0]

? Mr. Prince Outfit switch ? 🦩🐥

Looks like Doffy got into Someone's closet ... Very Valentino vibes ✨ (the song)

More unrelated words under the cut.

A sort of follow up to this one;

24 days to Dofsan day 🎉 (3rd October). My personal countdown.

Pls don't hurt me for anything off about Doffy. I don't draw Doffy as often as Sanji so I'll need lots more practice to get there ...

Haha also I missed a few days so I'm behind for now but I'm posting again so it's back on @bean-oinkdom 😎

[quinloki]

Multi-Chapter Stories & Sideblogs

Currently all my multi-chapters are x readers, and (almost) all are organized on their own sideblog. I also reblog works by other writers I enjoyed onto the sideblogs. There's no other activity on these blogs.

All Multi-chapters are all also available on: Ao3 || Wattpad

-:- Whitebeard Pirate Stories : @shirohige-pirates Just Like Fire (Ace), Birds of a Feather (Marco)

-:- Straw Hat Pirate Stories : @mugiwara-no-toshokan Thrice Prophesized and Some Direction (Zoro)

-:- Heart Pirate Stories : @north-blue-hearts Heart of Gold, Famous Last Words, Family Practice (Law)

-:- Kid Pirate Stories : @punks-never-die205 Souled Out, Honeysuckle Red, Passing Fascination, A Light Touch (Eustass Kid), Unseen (Killer)

-:- Sir Crocodile et al. : @sir-sunawani Quicksand (Sir Crocodile)

-:- Doflamingo Pirate : @hedonistic-peacock Family Ties (Doflamingo)

-:- Sabo and The Revolutionary Army : @dragons-clause The Dragon's Clause (Sabo)

-:- Poly-relationship and otherwise uncategorized : @poly-thot-one-piece-edition Any blorbo that doesn't have a sideblog will be here, plus any poly stories.

-:- One Piece Host Club AU : @hostclubau The place for all things Host Club AU related, including By Any Other Name, the main story.

Non-Multi-chapter side blogs still run by me

-:- @caring-about-maren - a shrine dedicated to Maren, an OC owned by my dear friend Mew.

-:- @quin-draws-smooching - a place to toss my art because I don't like posting it on main. Most of it is lewd, so if you really wanna see things, check out quinloki on bluesky.

-:- @quill-and-again - the sideblog for my OC(s) Quill

-:- Table of Consent -:-

[misaneeragoni]

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Corazon / Rosinante Master List

One Piece Art!!

Donquixote Brothers:

Me + Donquixote Brothers self-insert

Shadowart Law - Doflamingo - Rosinante

Doflamingo:

Doflamingo anime screenshot traced

Dofuwani being Luffy's parents

Evil (mustache) Doflaferdinando

Doflamingo no reference

I dream of Doflamingo (I dream of Jeannie crossover)

Doflamingo Dream Scribble

Gamer Doflamingo (AU)

Posing Doflamingo

Doflamingo + OC:

Doflamingo and Sofia - First Encounter (OC x Canon)

Doflamingo reading to his daughter Dulcinea (OC x Canon)

Doflamingo brushing Sofia's hair (OC x Canon)

LoveyBug wears a bikini

Heart Pirates:

Law:

Corazon and Law Doshinji "A small present"

Law + OC:

Banshee and Law's first meeting (OC x Canon)

Banshee and Law - 2 trauma babies (OC x Canon)

Onigiri:

Onigiri hedgehog adventures

Shachi and Penguin:

Shachi and Penguin military uniform lineart

Happy birthday Shachi

Team Penguin or Team Shachi?

Penguin head made out of paper trash

Bepo:

Bepo Birthday Doshinji

Strawhat Pirates:

Sanji and Nami going for a swim!

Sanji on a notebook

Kid Pirates:

Killer Birthday art

Eustass Kid as king of the pirates

Killer grieving over Kid

Whitebeard Pirates:

Ace sleeping sketch

Unlisted:

Pencil half-head sketches (best art I've ever made) (Ace, Corazon, Kid, Zoro)

One Piece Notebook Designs (Doflamingo, Kid, ...)

Big Appreciation post with art

One Piece Art Collage

One Piece Daily Drawings Post

One Piece Unlimited World Red Cutscene Collection

-> Part 2 of it

One Piece Treasure Cruise Cutscenes

One Piece Animations!!

Sad Ace Animation (my longest yet!)

Ace eating the Mera Mera No Mi

Onigiri Shimeji (available for download)

One Piece Fanfiction:

Reader characters are practically always female in my fics! ^-^

AO3 is always the first to be updated, the other platforms may lag behind by months.

Law fanfictions:

Cook-ya's Self-Indulgence on AO3 (NSFW, LawXReader)

Warm my Soul (Reader x Law, Shachi, Penguin) on AO3 (one designated smut chapter)Warm my Soul on Wattpad

The Onigiri Bribe on AO3 (Law, Rosinante, Doflamingo in a modern AU)

Lane Rat (Law x Arcane) on tumblrLane Rat on AO3

Kidd fanfictions:

Drunk on Love on Wattpad (NSFW, KiddxReader)

Kid Pirates Month Writing Prompts on tumblr

Kid Pirates Month on AO3

Doflamingo fanfictions:

Doflamingo's Little Dove on AO3 (NSFW)

Doflamingo's Little Dove on Wattpad (NSFW)

Doflamingo's Little Kitten on AO3 (Animal abuse!)

Breeder Village on AO3 (NSFW, highly problematic, DoflamingoxReader)

Breeder Village on Tumblr

Sanji fanfictions:

Love at first bite (Sanji x OC Beatrice) on tumblr

Love at first bite on AO3

Heart Pirates:

Mama Bird (Penguin x OCs) on tumblr Mama Bird on AO3Mama Bird on Wattpad

Bepo's Birthday Shenanigans on AO3

Bepo's Birthday Shenanigans on Wattpad

Ace fanfictions:

Knocking on Heaven's Door on Wattpad (AceXReader)

Knocking on Heaven's Door on AO3

Zoro fanfictions:

Chef's Envy, Swordsman's Delight on Wattpad (NSFW, ZoroXReader)

Chef's Envy, Swordsman's Delight on AO3

Couple's Therapy on AO3 (ZoroxSanji)

General One Piece fanworks (multi-character):

One Piece Headcannons on AO3

One Piece Art & Animations on AO3

Many cramps, many lovers on A03 (explicit, Doflamingo, Sanji, Law, Crocodile)

One Piece Playlists:

Losing your sanity with the Donquixote Brothers

Part 1 and 2 of a masspost of my One Piece Playlists on Spotify

Killer Playlist + explanations

Eustass Kid Playlist + explanations

Random One Piece Ramblings!

One Piece Headcannons + draw a character you like

One Piece figurines alternate clothing

One Piece figurines Kid x Luffy pictures

One Piece figurines Kid x Killer pictures

Voice Acting

One Piece Fanfictions turned into audiobooks

Original work!!!

Art: Original Characters Flep and Lollibob :)

Writing: Personal collection of writing tips on AO3

Edelweiss Oneshot (Original fantasy series)

[kagcyu]

Introduction

Hello! I've been writing and posting One Piece fanfiction for several years now on multiple platforms. Most of my works are OC x canon. In the near future I would like to experiment more with outsider POV works on the side. I will be using this blog to collate fandom-related interests as well as to post about my writing projects.

Generally, my interests in One Piece revolve around the the Heart Pirates and the Donquixote Family. I am also working on a lot of independent worldbuilding in Wano for my main fic, loosely drawing inspo from feudal Japanese history -- expanding upon the power system of Ryūō & exploring some of the past politics, fleshing out the rivalries between the five daimyō clans before Kaidō's rise to power.

Outside of OP, I love historical films, folk and classical music, & 19th-20th century fiction, among many other things which you may see reflected in this feed. ^v^

See beneath the cut for the list of current works - as always, please heed the warnings in the tags.

If you have any questions about my fics or posts here, feel free to reach out with an ask!

Main projects

血迷い　/　Chimayoi — Law x OC | wc 225k, ongoing. An exploration into Law's journey to the Shichibukai, featuring yōkai hunters, assassination plots, and government cover-ups. Eventual NSFW. Tags - #fic: cmy for general posts. #cmy meta for commentary and supplemental notes.

Paradise, 1523. While on the hunt for a hundred hearts, Trafalgar Law and his crew face an unforeseen hurdle. Their targets are going missing one by one, with several turning up killed and mysteriously decapitated. Law's search for answers eventually brings him face to face with Murasaki Arisa, an operative of a Wano-based yōkai hunting organization...

Miseria — Doflamingo x OC | Rosinante & OC | wc 9.5k, ongoing. A loose retelling of Cormac McCarthy's Outer Dark (1968) featuring the Donquixote brothers. Tags - #fic: miseria for general posts. #miseria meta for commentary and supplemental notes.

North Blue, 1504. The Donquixote Family embarks on a campaign as inexplicable as it is barbarous, terrorizing several rural island communities with a series of grisly public slayings. While investigating these killings, an undercover Marine stumbles across a strange young woman looking for her missing child – a woman with a story that doesn't add up and an unspoken connection to the Heavenly Demon.

Longform side projects

Family Practice — Law x OC | wc 16k, ongoing. A modern hospital AU featuring a bunch of (mostly) inept doctors who hate each other and have fist fights in the parking garage on a regular basis. Features OCs from Chimayoi, but can be read as a standalone. Tags - #fic: fp for general posts. #fp meta for commentary and supplemental notes.

A neurotic clinical trial coordinator is tasked with coaching a delinquent surgeon on his bedside manner. It goes about as well as one might expect.

Oneshots / miscellaneous

Child of God — Doflamingo & Rosinante oneshot.

Humanlike — Doflamingo-centric vignette.

Immortalis — Doflamingo-centric vignette; outsider POV.

Skeleton Key — Law x OC oneshot collection. (nsfw)

[the-bar-sinister]

Bleeding, Broken, Mended (32218 words) by VickytheSnake, thesavagesabretooth Chapters: 6/?

Summary: Law is certain that he was 'rescued' just so Doflamingo could kill him himself, but Doffy has other plans. As far as he's concerned, Law's decade-long quest for revenge was nothing more than a sad misunderstanding. He wants to remind Law how things used to be. He wants to find a way to bring Law back into the fold-- back to him-- forever.

catch up here

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Law was Doflamingo's protege, in training to become the next 'Corazon' of the Donquixote family— one of the most powerful members of the group. Sometimes that meant he had swordsmanship practice with Diamante, or pistol training. Sometimes it meant standing quietly in the room while Doflamingo himself conducted deals and negotiations. Sometimes, like at the moment, it meant sitting quietly at a desk with Baby 5 and Buffalo while Trebol lectured them about military history and theory.

It was interesting enough, sure. Military History and theory was…well. It wasn't as interesting as medicine. And it sure as hell wasn't as interesting as the Sora comics, and those had practically the same kind of lessons if you read the Germa 66 arcs.

So maybe it wasn't that interesting. He leaned on his hand, trying not to fall asleep as Trebol went on and on about flanking or something. Baby 5 was upright with attention, eagerly listening with that people-pleasing smile on her face ever since

Trebol had told her that he needed her to listen.

Buffalo, meanwhile, may have been drawing. 

"— if you had been the commander at that battle?"

Law realized dimly that Trebol had asked him a question while his mind was wandering.

Law's head shot up and he answered as best he could. "Thrown a bomb at the enemy commander."

Baby 5 broke out into a tittering laugh, clapping her hands together. "That'd be the stupidest plan I've ever heard!" 

Trebol pinched the bridge of his nose. "Admittedly that would certainly have the element of surprise," he said thickly, obviously thinking exactly the same as Baby 5. "But it's reckless, as always Law, and doesn't fit the situation at hand. I gather that you haven't been listening."

Law grimaced, rubbing his arm. "...sorry Trebol sir."

Baby 5 nudged his shoulder with a huff. "You shoulda been listening, like I was Law. If you keep this up you're gonna grow up to be stupid." 

Buffalo looked up from his drawing just long enough to snicker at him as well.

Trebol sighed with his hands on his hips and swept over to Law's desk. "You're certainly not going to fulfill the young master's high expectations for you at this rate."

Law looked down at the table with a small frown on his face. "I'm not going to live long enough to, either." he said in a low and miserable mutter. 

"Not with that attitude, huh?" Buffalo snickered.

Trebol again pinched the bridge of his nose. "The lot of you, I swear. Law, listen to me, I–"

He was cut off by a sharp, unmistakable knock on the door before Doflamingo himself walked through it.

"Knock knock!" Doffy cooed, swaggering in slump shouldered and smiling. "Sorry to interrupt the lesson, prof."

Baby 5 nearly fell all over herself sitting up and clasping her hands together with a coo of, "Young master!!!"

Law looked up from his, admittedly sparse, notes and waved to him. "Morning, sir." 

Even Buffalo sat up at attention, and Trebol's manner immediately changed.

"Doffy! Well, I won't deny it's an interruption, but to what do we owe the pleasure?"

Doflamingo leaned against the opposite side of Law's desk. "You're not gonna love it, Tre, I'm here to hijack one of your students."

Trebol looked down at Law with something like resignation. "I thought that might be it."

Before Law could open his mouth, Baby 5 leaned halfway across the desk with a grin. "Is it me? Is it me??" 

Doflamingo leaned over and patted her on the head from over Law's desk. "Sorry, Baby 5, for today I need you here studying. I need Law for another part of his training."

Baby 5 seemed rather content with the head pat, though Law saw her pout for a moment. It wasn't a surprise; Law got a lot of special training for the Corazon position, even if part of him felt it was kind of a hopeless endeavor.

"Another part of my training, Doffy?" 

Doflamingo nodded seriously. "That's right. You up for anything, Law?"

Law stood from his desk with a wry smile. "I'm ready for anything that isn't more military theory." It wasn't that Trebol's lessons were boring, it was more— when would he ever be in a war? They were pirates, gangsters. Not military commanders. 

Trebol, meanwhile Law noticed, had taken the moment to inspect Law's notes and was taking a red pen to them.

At that, Law had the good grace to look a little sheepish. 

Doffy glanced at the notes with a smile. "Border defense and sneak attacks, eh? You can learn about that later, yeah."

With that, Law felt Doflamingo's threads wrap around his wrists and help tug him to his feet.

Law hopped to his feet with a wave to Trebol and the others. "Thanks for the lesson, Mr. Trebol. I'll be back."

As he wound his hand lightly around Doffy's strings, he followed him along with a curious tilt of his head. Doflamingo had high hopes for him, Trebol wasn't wrong about that. Those hopes meant that Law was often shuffled from strange lesson to strange lesson to learn all sorts of stuff that surprised him that he'd even have to know. 

"Sometimes I think Trebol thinks books and theories are the most important thing in the world," Doffy chuckled conspiratorially after they were a little way down the hallway.

Law laughed, thinking of the older man and his library, and his stubborn insistence on the importance of his lesson. "Knowing him, if you gave him the choice between a treasure chest and a collection of old books he'd probably go for the books, Doffy." 

"And justify it with an hour-long lecture about the pricelessness of knowledge," he agreed, nodding. "Trust me, I've been right where you are. Trebol's always been the same."

Doffy smiled down at him as he walked closely beside Law. Something about him looked more tired than usual, a little pale and drawn like Law often felt himself.

Worry pinged Law's mind as he leaned towards him with a serious furrow of his brow. Doffy wasn't feeling well? Or…maybe it was something more personal, more emotional.

He nodded seriously. "He's not wrong…I mean, knowledge is important. And I wanna learn, it's just…" 

Doflamingo cocked his head, not interrupting, letting Law speak. Doffy often treated him that way, like a grownup, with important, interesting things to say that were worth listening to.

"I'm not a military commander, I don't know why military strategy is important for me to become the Corazon with…or if I'm even going to be alive to take the position by the time…y-you know. Corazon steps down." 

Doffy put his hand on Law's shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "Trebol always told me that military strategy was important because it teaches you how to think in a conflict– any conflict, not just a war. And I admit, one of the roles of my Corazon is to give me advice on how to resolve conflicts, you know?"

Law noticed where they were headed– Doflamingo's room.

"As for if you'll be alive," he continued. "You will. I promised, didn't I? And in the meantime there are parts of being my Corazon you can do for me even now."

"You did promise, that's true…" Amber Lead Syndrome was terminal. But if anyone could do it, it was Doflamingo. 'Nothing is Impossible for me or my family' he'd always say— and Law believed him.

He tilted his head to the side as they approached Doffy's room. "Oh yeah? Like what?" 

Doffy's fingers flicked and his door opened as if by magic, subtle threads shimmering in the wan light of the hall.

"Like keeping me company," he said with a surprisingly serious tone. "My Corazon is out on a mission right now, so this will be part of your training to take the station."

The room was a mess. Often it was disorganized and cluttered, but right now it was a mess. The covers had been pulled off the bed, and there was an empty bottle of wine tipped over on the table, too close to a stack of books. The wastebasket had been tipped over.

It must have been one of his bad dreams again…or maybe he was lonely? Even great and powerful pirates like Doffy got lonely sometimes.

Law shook his head with a huff, flicking one of the strings with his fingertip. 

"Geeze Doffy, what are we gonna do with you?" he trailed into the bedroom. "But as your future Corazon…I'll do it. I'll keep you company, promise." 

Doffy chuckled, almost sounding a little embarrassed and he picked up the bottle as his strings closed the door. "I had a bad dream," he admitted, confirming Law's assumption.

The whole family knew about 'the young master's' nightmares, an enduring mark on him from the horrible things he'd seen as a child. Right around when he'd been Law's age.

Law picked up the wastebasket, standing it up and tossing some of the scattered trash into it with a frown. It was something that they had in common. Childhoods marked by tragedy and death.

He was still stuck right in the middle of his, the memories fresh, but he imagined if he ever got to Doffy's age, he might have wound up haunted by very, very similar fits of nightmare-tinged memory.

He bit his lip. "I'm sorry, Doffy. We should do something fun to forget about it. Play a game of chess or somethin'. Unless you wanna vent, of course."

Doffy shook his head, his back slumped against the post of his fancy bed frame. 

"Nice of you to ask, Law, but no, I'd rather be distracted. I was thinking maybe you'd want to do some reading with me?" His tired smile grew wider. "Not the kind of reading Trebol had you at."

Law's own smile grew wider as he tossed the covers back on the bed. "Really? Are we gonna read comics then?" 

Doffy flopped down on the bed as soon as the covers were down and smiled widely up at Law. "Damn right we are. Grab that stack over there and come sit with me."

He scooped up the pile of Sora comics, and hopped onto the bed with Doflamingo with an ear to ear grin. He loved reading stories of adventure, of villains, of strange machines and stranger plots.

Doffy had introduced him to the Sora comics when he'd arrived and Law found himself very invested in the villains and their mad science antics. 

Law immediately found himself scooped against Doflamingo with his back to his chest, like he was an oversized stuffed animal as Doffy opened one of the thick newsprint collections.

"We finished the last one, right, Law? This is the newest collection."

Law immediately leaned forward a little to look down at it. 

"Woah…when did they release it?" Sometimes he tried to keep up as they came out in the paper, but the news coos were…sometimes inconsistent in this area, and he'd miss important updates. 

"Just the other day," Doffy said, turning to the first page. "I haven't read it all yet either. There's a new bad guy team in this one."

"Wait, a new one?" Law thumped back against him with a grin. "Think they're going to be cooler than Sparkling Red and his siblings?" 

"Guess we'll find out," he snickered. "I still love that your favorite team is the villains younger than you are. Well, I guess they've already made a hell of a name for themselves, huh?"

The so-called 'evil army' Germa 66 had been introduced into the comics around a year ago, about the same time that Law had started reading them. Doffy told him that they were based on a real mercenary company– supposedly at least.

"I mean…" Law pouted huffily. "They're cool! They've got all those gadgets and catchphrases to try taking a bit out of Sora's hide. And anyone who can give the marine hero a run for his money is cool in my book!"

He tilted his head "I wonder what they're really like." 

"Work hard to be my Corazon, and maybe one day you can meet them," Doffy teased. "A mercenary army of evil would be great to have ties with, in our line of work."

Law felt a bit of a thrill at the idea, though he tried not to show it. If he became his Corazon, he could one day meet the mercenary army of evil, maybe even convince them to fight a marine hero together.

Maybe he and Doffy would wind up in the comics themselves.

With renewed excitement, he snuggled against Doflamingo and read. A tale of dashing adventure, where Sora barely escaped death by the skin of his teeth against a new and deadly threat from some mysterious island having set out into the Grand Line.

An army of warrior women intent on the eradication of men, it seemed. It was a punchy, exciting tale, and Law couldn't help but gush about parts of it to Doffy as they read, only to find eventually the leader of the Donquixote pirates was no longer answering.

—At least save for the occasional soft snore, leaned on his shoulder. Doflamingo was out, finally sleeping. Law flipped the last page of the book back and forth in his fingertips with a quiet smile. Maybe, if he was here, Doflamingo wouldn't have a nightmare.

-

Law woke up in darkness from the dream that had been a memory. There was a warm body wrapped around him from behind, but it was Bepo's, not Doflamingo's.

His breath caught in his throat, and he leaned back into Bepo's arms with a furrow of his brow. It'd been so long since he'd dreamed of the past. At least, so long that he'd dreamed of Doflamingo instead of the painful nights in the bodies of the dead.

He rested his head against Bepo with a soft sigh. It was a good memory…a good dream. And a reminder. 

Before he'd left, he had good times with Doffy, it was true and he'd seen the more 'human' parts of him that Rosi had tried to scrub away in his stories of ideological evil. 

-

Doffy woke up drenched with sweat, every muscle in his body tense enough to snap. He couldn't get his vocal cords to work right, so he thumped heavily on the wall of his cabin hoping Vergo, in the cabin next door, would hear him and understand.

The smell of fire seemed to linger in his nose. He tried to banish it. It wasn't real. It was just a memory. Why, thirty years later, did it still haunt him? Why did it mix now, in dreams with other violent memories of blood and pain?

Wasn't it enough to dream again and again of that night on the wall at the mercy of the mob, without having it mix with Rosi's limp body? With Monet's? With the people of Dressrosa screaming as his strings tugged at their fates as his mind roared with mad desperation? 

He thumped on the wall again.

The door flew open not a moment later, Vergo entering with a grim frown on his face; a concerned frown. 

"Doffy…a nightmare?" he asked as the door shut behind him and he hurried over to the bedside. 

He nodded, still unable to make his voice work, and tugged Vergo even closer with his threads, before looping his arms around him tightly and pressing his head to his stomach.

He finally managed to rasp out a croaking, "Yeah," in answer.

Doffy desperately needed a drink but he'd been drinking all day, and the day before, and the day before that. He was as wet as a fish, and he was starting to feel a terrible headache at the base of his skull.

Vergo wrapped his strong arms around him and held him tightly to his stomach. He was warm— his devil fruit power often made him feel warm— and firm as he brushed his fingers over the back of his head.

"You don't gotta talk, Doffy. I got you." 

Doffy clung to him like a lifeline, like a thousand nights he had when they were children together, taking long, deep breaths and trying to calm himself against Vergo's warm body. Trying to remember that he was here, and now and safe, and not somewhere far away and long ago.

It was harder than it had been in a long time. It was harder with the new faces in the dreams. But Vergo was there. First Corazon, brother not by blood but of his heart. Vergo who he'd almost lost, but was still there.

Eventually he felt his thundering heart start to slow, and the heat from his own body dissolved into clammy cool.

"Could you get me some water?" he asked in a small, rough voice, slowly loosening his hold on him.

Vergo placed his hand on top of his head, and nodded once before the contact vanished and he meandered over to the table and its pitcher. "You got it, Doffy. Sounds like it was worse than usual." 

"Yeah." Doffy flopped back against the headboard and stared up at the ceiling. "I think I might have drank too much tonight."

He felt the bed creak as Vergo sat on the edge of it and pushed a cool cup of water into his hand. "You've been drunk for a few days straight, Doffy. I think you've more than hit your limit." 

He took the cup in his hands gratefully and took a long drink before leaning his head on Vergo's shoulder. "Yeah. It's been a rough few days."

Really, that didn't even begin to cut it.

"It's been a fuckin' mess, emotionally speaking, sir." Vergo leaned on the bed, one arm around him to rest on his back. "Started when Violet saw Blackbeard hunting down Law, right?" 

"Yeah," Doffy nodded, keeping Vergo close, his warm body a reassurance as he greedily drank the water his body was desperate for. "After Crocodile had us check out the situation with Shanks' ship I had her keep an eye on Blackbeard. And then she saw Law."

She'd seen Law, and Doffy had immediately downed half a bottle as he told everyone to change course, despite Trebol's concerns.

"And you rushed to rescue him. LIke ya always did. Even when he was yelling about being our sworn enemy." 

"I sure fucking did," he said heavily. "It was all instinct. I just couldn't– I—"

He shook his head and handed Vergo back the empty glass, leaning away from him slightly and trusting that his former Corazon would know what he wanted.

Vergo took it with a solemn nod. "I get it, Doffy. I get it. And I already told you. I'm behind you 100%, like always."

He stood and wandered back to the pitcher to pour him another glass. 

"I asked him at dinner." It was hard to talk about, but it was easier than thinking about the dream. Anything was easier than that. "I wasn't going to, but it came up naturally. I asked him to come back to the family."

Vergo paused, holding the glass in his hand as he turned with muted surprise. "...you did, huh? Did he say yes?" 

"He didn't say no." Law hadn't said no. That was… that was huge. That was almost overwhelming. In Dressrosa, Law had thrown his words back in his face. Had taunted him. Had made coming back to the family sound like the most absurd and disgusting impossibility in the world. But this time… "He challenged me on it, Vergo. He told me to convince him."

"Huh.." Vergo walked over and handed him the cup with a raise of his eyebrow. "Sounds like a gamble that might pay off then…he didn't say no. Given what you told me of the last time, I'd have thought he'd toss his plate in your face the minute you asked." 

Doffy took the cup and drank thirstily from it again before once more leaning on Vergo.

"That's exactly what I was afraid of too. I almost didn't even ask. But then I was thinking, he probably doesn't even think I'd want him back." He took a deep, shuddering breath, remembering his initial conversation with Law when he woke up. "You know he didn't even know my brother stole the fruit from us?"

Vergo brushed his fingers through his hair again with a low huff. "Hearing it isn't exactly a surprise…not with the way Rosi tried to use him to deliver a message to the Navy." 

Doffy remembered that he was repeating himself from earlier in the day. Vergo had either forgotten the conversation they'd had before (likely) or he was humoring him and pretending like Doffy wasn't a babbling, nervous wreck of a man who was talking in circles. (Just as likely).

Doffy leaned into Vergo's comforting hand and took another long breath. His hair was absolutely disgustingly full of sweat, practically matted to his skull, but he knew Vergo didn't mind.

"Yeah. He didn't know. And Rosi spent all those months telling Law I was some kind of inhuman monster who used people up and threw them away." He felt his voice hitch and tremble, and he tried to control it with another breath. "And of course killing him sealed the deal that it must be true."

"Because Law was a scared, dyin' kid." Vergo said. "with no context for any of it, and a bunch of lies from a guy who thought you were the devil incarnate. So he had no idea why you killed Rosi that night. Right?" 

"Yeah," he rasped, closing his eyes. "He told me he thought I killed Rosi for trying to save him."

That gave Vergo pause…that gave him a moment to stare at Doffy in open surprise. "You're fucking kidding me." 

That sealed it. Vergo had forgotten the conversation from earlier. That was fine. He didn't mind repeating himself. Especially not now, when it gave him something else to focus on than the nightmares. 

Doffy shook his head against him. He tittered nervously, thinking back on it once again. It seemed even more absurd now, here in the dark of the night, than it had in the galley earlier that day when he was first telling Vergo about it. 

"Nooooope. Isn't that the stupidest fucking thing you ever heard? I laughed, Vergo. I fucking laughed when I heard it. Then I remembered he was barely 13 fucking years old, and— and he spent the next 13 years apparently acting on a bunch of complete lies. Like a big… a big fucking misunderstanding."

"A big, deadly fucking misunderstanding." Vergo muttered quietly. "...because of course it was. A 13 year old kid who trusted us got convinced he was surrounded by monsters by a scaremongering marine, and spent years on a quest of revenge for the guy when all he ever did was lie."

He flopped his body on Vergo's chest, and thumped it lightly with his fist. "I just wish I hadn't fucking shot the bastard right then and there. I know. I know why I had to. He was a marine. He hated me. All he wanted was to fuck over the family. He couldn't be reasoned with. But it just— it feels like a fucking mistake, sometimes, Vergo."

"I get it, Doffy." Vergo murmured down at him, his chest making a hollow sound as it was thunked. "I do. You did what you had to do, but if you'd managed to find Law, maybe you coulda explained it before you had to take Rosi out. Or…hell. I dunno." 

"Yeah. I've been thinking about that. I think about it a lot." He closed his eyes, taking soft, deep breaths. "And I know Trebol thinks that it's the same way with Law, but I don't want it to end the same way. Law's not a marine. He's never been anything but a pirate. A pirate and an angry fucking kid who wanted to find somebody to hurt for everything he's been through. You and me know just what that's like, huh?"

Vergo nodded seriously, and the expression on his face spoke to the memories playing behind his sunglasses. "Damn right we do…it's something we've got in common. All of us." 

"I want him back, Vergo," Doffy growled. The nightmare was starting to fade, and the water had taken the edge off his headache. "I want him back and I think he wants to come back. Why else would he have told me to convince him? That's practically a 'yes' with extra steps, right? He just needs time to process how wrong he's been all this time. He wants me to remind him how good things were when he was part of the family."

He looked up plaintively at Vergo, his face mostly in shadow and behind his glasses, like Doffy knew his own was. "Right?"

Vergo reached up and gently pushed Doflamingo's glasses up his nose, before he leaned in to squeeze him tightly to his chest. 

"Right," he rumbled. "He wants to be convinced, so…convince him. Bring him home, Doffy." 

Doflamingo leaned into Vergo's hand and smiled. Bring him home. That was exactly what he was going to do. It was 13 years too late, but…

"I'm gonna do it, Vergo. Better late than never."

-

The poker game had wound down leaving nothing but a mess on the table and one by one the family members had excused themselves off to bed. Doffy, unusually, had been first to go— drunk as a lord, as they say— and the others had followed slowly after him, until it was only Trebol and Diamante left at the table across from him.

Dia was quiet and about half way through a cigarette. Trebol had lost count of how many it was that night. Trebol didn't smoke, and frankly he wished the rest of the family wouldn't– it was hell on his fragile lungs– but he never said a word about it and he never would. At least Doffy had never picked up the habit; no, drinking had been Doffy's vice since shortly after they'd met.

Doffy— Trebol was worried about him. He was sure Doffy thought he was mad at him, but he was worried. Worried sick. Worried enough to raise his voice. Worried enough to tell him what he ought to already know. 

"You're up late," Dia said, breaking the silence as he crushed out his cigarette butt in favor of swinging his guitar onto his lap. 

Worried enough not to be able to sleep.

"Don't want my company, old friend?" he grumbled, leaning on his arms on the table.

"Hah. I didn't say that, Tre." Dia strummed a few soft notes. "Can't sleep, huh? Because of Doffy?"

"If I can't sleep, it's because we have an enemy on board the ship, Dia, and he isn't even chained up. An enemy who I hope I don't need to remind you destroyed-– at the very least— ten years worth of our hard work and a very comfortable position only a few months ago."

A few more notes filled the air. "Oh trust me, Tre, I don't think I could forget that if I tried. What a fucking fiasco, am I right?"

"Right!" Trebol's derisive grunt of agreement brought on a coughing fit, and he muttered an apology when it was finished. His nerves always made the illness that had plagued him since he was a child flare up. When he'd caught his breath and wiped his mouth he stared over at Dia, who was still playing the guitar, politely ignoring him as usual. "So why the hell aren't you worried about it?"

"Did I say I wasn't worried about it, Tre?"

"You didn't say it, but you're acting pretty damned relaxed, Dia," he accused. Admittedly some of that was probably just Diamante's manner. He could be very casual, almost carefree sometimes, right up until the moment where he'd gone completely feral. Trebol often found it a little bit charming, but right now it was getting on his already tender nerves.

"What good would it do to get all fucking wound up? Besides, you're high strung enough for both of us. I keep telling you, you should really take up smoking. Take the edge off."

"And I will tell you again, it would fucking kill me, Dia." He dabbed his nose with his handkerchief. They'd been having the same argument for thirty years. It was a formality by this point. 

"Sure, sure." Dia waved his hand dismissively. "Anyway, if you're actually worried about having an 'enemy in our midst', I think you can ease up on the tension. It's just Law. His two crewmates don't even have devil fruits. He's seastoned up, in the middle of the ocean, and surrounded by the family. It's not the kind of situation like Punk Hazard or Dressrosa where he had a bunch of crazy allies from fuck even knows where. Any one of us could take Law in a fair fight, and any two of us could take him even with that fucking power of his. Right? So relax."

Trebol took a deep breath. He was right of course. Trebol hated to admit it, but he was right. The only reason that Law had scored such a devastating hit on the family was the allies he'd brought in at the last moment. The situation in Punk Hazard even Trebol had to admit had been firmly under control— right up to the moment it hadn't been. And that had been thanks to a chance encounter with the damned Straw Hat pirates. Law was very much on the backfoot here, essentially alone, and probably completely demoralized. Trebol did realize that.

"I guess, we both know if he was going to try something completely reckless he'd have done it already," Trebol grumbled. "I was waiting for it the minute he woke up."

"You mean like when he was a kid? Attacking without thinking and just going for the throat?" Diamante chuckled and shook his head. "Yeah I mean I was waiting for it too. Losing his whole crew like that, I figured there was a good chance he'd just be suicidal again."

"I suppose we don't have any firm proof that he isn't. He'd probably have tried something already, but he was biding his time on Punk Hazard."

Trebol remembered the day they'd met the kid, reckless and unstable, ready to throw his life away just to hurt someone else. He knew that Doffy felt a lot of empathy for Law, but Trebol could see the key difference. Doffy wanted to hurt people, but he was smart, and he knew the most important thing. That your life was the one thing you couldn't recover from losing. Law's sense of his own impending doom had destroyed his instinct for self preservation. It was an excellent trait in a lackey, and a terrible weakness in a future executive. He'd warned Doffy again and again back when Law was being positioned as the next Corazon.

For a while, while they were monitoring the situation on Punk Hazard, Trebol had wondered if Law had finally learned what they'd been trying to teach all along. But who knew, at this point? 

"He could be biding his time, yeah." Diamante shrugged. He noodled on his guitar for a moment. "But I stand by everything I said. If he tries anything, it'll be over in ten minutes."

"That's exactly what I'm afraid of, Dia," Trebol sighed, finally admitting it. He wasn't worried about Law actually managing any kind of large scale destruction at this point. They could handle him. Law, he was sure, knew such a thing would be a suicide attempt even if it wouldn't stop him. But that wasn't the point. "I'm afraid of Doffy getting his heart broken again."

Diamante let a sweet, plucked note hang for a long moment in the air between them before he smothered it with his thumb.

"Knew it. And there's where I can't fucking blame you, Trebol. Doffy walking into a kick in the teeth of heartache is a real fucking possibility."

"I'm glad you actually agree with me." He was relieved, honestly, to not be the only one to see it. To not be the only one worrying about it.

"Obviously I do," Dia huffed. "Doffy's only been fucked up by Law for more than a fucking decade. We both know he has a complex about losing family. And the fact that the one who took Law away from him is the same person who gave him that damned complex in the first place? Yeah. Yeah. He is primed to get his goose cooked on this."

"So what do we do?" Trebol asked finally, exasperated and lost. "I've been trying to come up with a plan of action but everything I come up with is worse than the last. If we kill Law behind his back he'll be sick about it for months. If we let Law break his heart again, if Doffy has to kill him, he might never recover!"

"As usual, you're thinking about it too hard, Tre." Dia put down his guitar and he reached over the table, putting his hand on Trebol's hands. "Here's what we do. We let Doffy make his move and try to win Law over. If it goes south, which it probably will, I'll kill Law and Doffy can be mad at me. And then we'll get him a new orphan. A really sad, pissed off one. Doffy hasn't had a new orphan since before Dressrosa."

Trebol was pretty sure the loss of Law was in fact the entire reason Doffy had stopped bringing home orphans in the first place. Trebol couldn't deny that he rather missed having children around, however, and the family had gotten unfortunately smaller lately. But he was surprised that Diamante of all people was suggesting it.

Trebol twisted his hand on the table to wind his fingers with Diamante's. "I thought you hated when we brought in orphans. As I recall, you were pretty pleased when he stopped."

"Sure," Diamante nodded, squeezing his fingers. "I won't pretend I'm thrilled with a bunch of annoying brats around, but if it makes Doffy happy? You know I'd do anything for him as much as you would. Doffy's been like a kid without a puppy. Get him a new project kid and he'll be able to move on."

Trebol sat limply back in his chair, his hand in Diamante's. "I fucking hope so, Dia. Alright, we'll go with your plan and wait it out. What do you think the odds are that he wins over Law, really?"

"The odds?" Diamante laughed, leaning forward with a grim grin. "Snowball's chance in hell, Tre. But hey… you never know. On the Grand Line you get weirder weather than that all the time."

He rolled his eyes. "Very funny, Dia, but I get what you're saying, and you're right. There's no way of telling. Ordinarily I'd say that it's completely impossible, but…"

"But it's Doffy, right?" Diamante said with a smile."That kid can do anything."

"So indeed," Trebol sighed.

Diamante hopped to his feet, slinging his guitar across his back. "Come on, old man, let's get you to bed, or you're going to be a worse grouch than fucking usual."

"Old man," Trebol huffed indignantly, clambering his way to his feet. He let Diamante help him up. "As if you're not almost as old as I am. As if we're not both pushing fifty by this point."

"Speak for yourself, Tre, I'm a youthful 45."

"Bastard."

"You should shave the beard if you want to look younger, you know."

"The beard makes me look dignified."

"It makes you look old."

Trebol had to admit as they bickered their way through the ship's corridors, that he was feeling at least a little better about the whole ordeal. At least now they had a plan. All he had to do now was wait, and keep a close eye on Law.

[bigball-thefrog]

Rules for this account:

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Alright so hello again I am Kelly and for those of you that came for Dsmp fanfics I am sorry but I have lost interest in the Fandom and will no longer be writing for that Fandom. If you are upset I am sorry but I hope you will enjoy my new stuff :)

The only Fandom I write for currently is One Piece. (Will eventually write for others) so here is who I write for:

Romantic and platonic:

Luffy

Zoro

Nami

Usopp

Sanji

Robin

Franky

Brook

Jimbei

Ace

Mihawk

Buggy

Shanks

Smoker

Crocodile

Rob Lucci

Aokiji/Kuzan

Gecko Moria

Borsalino/Kizaru

Rayleigh

Boa Hancock

Law

Corazon

Doflamingo

Sabo

Platonic:

Chopper

Whitebeard

Does and don'ts:

I will write:

Yandere (Will not be romantic but more in a thriller or horror style)

Fluff

Angst (I will try)

Partial Smut (Except for the platonic ones)

Smut (Please not I have just started writing smut so if it's not good I am sorry. And also will not write smut for the platonic ones)

Any gender

I will not write:

Anything pedophilic (Most smut will take place during the Timeskip unless it's a character was 19 or older during the Timeskip and/or they died before the Timeskip)

Anything zoophilic

Anything racist (Only will add racism if there's a racist character but it doesn't reflect my opinions)

Anything homophobic, transphobic or LGBT phobic in general (Only will add it if there's a homophobic character but it doesn't reflect my opinions)

Anything incest related (step relationships, half related and adopted relationships count as incest, to me at least)

Anything discriminatory in general

Anything non consentual, if I do then it'll be implied and not descriptive and it won't be romanticized and will only be used when necessary for the writing scenario. (dubcon makes me uncomfortable too so it's will go under this category too)

Most dark romance type scenarios (basically anything that romantizes unhealthy or toxic type relationships)

Any sort of pregnancy kink/fetish (It just gives me a real big ick)

Any piss or shit kink scenarios

I will write in basically any AU. And please respect the rules and I hope we can have fun in this account. (Please note I have only watched up to Zou and will only write anime related fics up to there.)

I am sorry but I will no longer write requests. I used to write them to pass time at school, and now I plan to start writing my own book (I have a few ideas for books actually) and want to work on it, developing the world and it's characters, so I'll only post my own ideas every so often, this isn't goodbye but I will only post my own ideas from now on for writing practice, so feel free to leave some tips if you have any, I'll really appreciate it. On a better note, I am currently also working on my own little modern one piece AU also on the side, and I may eventually post about that on a second account where I will DRAW comics based on it (Please be warned, I am very shit at drawing and it's a very cartoony style, I'm still learning).

I've also started making bots on Character ai based on my shorts here in on Tumblr so if you want to go check them out you can find my account on there under the same name: BigBall_TheFrog

Kelly 🐸

[count-alucard-tepes]

Hi there!

Hear this: S/O is an artist who wants to practice drawing muscles and anatomy and asks op hotties to be their model. What pose would they choose and how would they feel about it? :3

Kizaru ✨: he would choose to pose as the thinker while fully nude and he totally loves that he could help his S/O out as he is very comfortable with his body.

Akainu🌋: he would choose to show off his back muscles as they are very pronounced and even though he's a little shy about this since he's never done this before, he would do anything for his S/O.

Ryokugyu 🌱: he would literally want to be scrawled out under a tree, completely naked and he's definitely taking a nap. He doesn't mind at all as he takes real good care of his hot body and doesn't mind showing off.

Fujitora 🐅: he feels really shy to show his body as he isn't the most muscle but he would pose anyway his S/O likes him to as long as it makes them happy.

Sir Crocodile 🐊: he is going to politely decline and allow Daz to take his place as he doesn't like to be without is expensive designer clothes.

Doflamingo Donquixote 🦩: he's gonna lay on a couch with nothing but a sexy diamond necklace like the Titanic scene and he loves every minute of it.

Benn Beckman 🔫: he would sit slouched on a chair shirtless while smoking a cigarette as he feels super relaxed this way and it still shows off his muscles (I could picture this and he would look so hot!)

Katakuri Charlotte 🍡: he would pose to show off his arms and chest the most and he's extremely shy about it so he's gonna blush a lot.

Killer🔪: he would want to show off his abs the most because they amazing and he feels really sexy doing this for his S/O.

Kaido🐉: he decides so pose while laying down because let's be real, ain't no one as ripped as this Yonko! He's drunk af so he doesn't even care that much.

King 👑: he doesn't really want to do this but since he loves his S/O he decides to flex by showing his chest and abs since they're so amazing.

Queen👑: he isn't very muscular but he doesn't mind at all and would pose however his S/O wants them to pose.

Izou🔫🔫: he is all shy about this because he doesn't really know how to pose and what not since it's not really his thing so he just flexes his arms and that's all he'd gonna do.

Dragon D Monkey 🐉🐒: he is a little shy about this since he doesn't really like to show too much skin but he just flexes his chest a bit (I would pay to see a shirtless Dragon)

Oven Charlotte 🍞: he is all for it and immediately starts flexing to best show off all his muscles on his chest and arms. He loves showing off his sexy body.

Buggy🤡: he doesn't really know what to do at first as he rather lean so he just ties his hair in a ponytail and flexes his arms.

Marco the Phoenix 🦅: he's so used of flaunting his body so he shows off his abs and flexes them.

[mugiwara-no-toshokan]

Thrice Prophesized

CisFem Reader x Roronoa Zoro

CW: In-Universe levels of violence, amnesia, romance, reader gets some good bad-ass moments, but shouldn't feel Overpowered if I did my job well, surprisingly no smut in this one loves, but it's book 1 of 2.

Still 18+

Chapter 8: Routine

You and Brook returned to the Sunny, and you spent the rest of the day working on your Haki until Luffy and his group returned. You zoned out through most of the conversation during dinner, since they were talking about what they had found regarding the One Piece, but part of the conversation caught your attention.

“There was a lady that turned into snow!” Luffy exclaims. “The cold was making me sleepy, but Robin and Usopp drove her away.”

Drove her away and right into me, you muse to yourself.

“That was Monet,” Brook says. “We ran into her on Punk Hazard when we were assisting Sir Law.”

“Oooh! That’s right – she froze the gas guy before she flew away!” Luffy says nodding. “I remember.”

“When you drove her off we ran into her,” Brook says and you feel yourself flinch a little.

“What? Hey, sorry about that (Y/N), we didn’t realize anyone else had left the ship.” Usopp says, turning away from Brook and looking at you apologetically.

“No, it was fine. She got away from us as well, but it wasn’t too much trouble. Neither Brook nor I can really feel the cold.” You assure him. “Besides, Brook was kind enough to assist only when I needed it, so it was good practice. I got to correct some of the things I did wrong when dealing with Smoker.”

You take a bite of food and a drink of tea before you remembered something important. “She recognized me.”

“She’s an assistant to one of the Warlords in the Grandline Metro,” Robin says. “Their information network is impressive, so it’s not surprising she was aware of your wanted poster.”

“Warlord?”

“I wasn’t going to get into it until we got back to the Metro,” Nami explains. “I’ll show you a map later and get into better detail, but the short version is that there are three powers in the Metro. The World Government, the Emperors, and the Warlords. They kind of… well, keep one another in check.”

“They’re all technically appointed by the Government,” Usopp says as Nami takes a break to eat more. “But while the Warlords are chosen by the Government, the Emperors earn their territories and title by sheer strength and capacity. The Government,” he waves his hand, “reluctantly names them Emperors, but they’re the biggest forces going against one another.”

“But a Warlord has power enough to be in that struggle, and the snow lady works for one of them?” You ask, and Nami and Usopp nod.

“Hm.” You grunt, making a face as you take a drink of something stronger than tea.

“Eh?”

“The snow lady said her boss – wait, she called him young master – that he’d have an interest in me.” You explain. “The wanted poster was bad enough, I don’t think the additional attention will be welcome.”

“Donquixote Doflamingo,” Jinbei says. “This crew has run afoul of him a couple times. I used to be a Warlord alongside him. He’s a crafty one.”

“I’ll draw you pictures of the warlords that I know,” Usopp says. “And we have posters of the Emperors as well.”

“Are there pictures of some of the marines? That Smoker was not an easy fight, but he seems unique among most marines. It would be useful to be aware of them as well.”

“I’ll help you with sketches.” Robin offers as Usopp starts to look a little nervous.

“Oh, it’s a lot to draw, it seems.” You say apologetically. “We’re setting sail tomorrow, right? You should have a couple days at least, don’t rush.”

“A week, more like.” Nami says, “there’s some nasty currents where we’re going, and since we can’t burst past all of them it’ll take a little meandering.”

. . . . . . .

You held onto the side of the railing, trying to keep your lunch in your stomach as the ship lurched with the combination “nasty current” and “sudden squall”. You didn’t have the sea legs for this, and it was embarrassing. After things calmed down though, you were going to have to ask the cook how it was that he pushed himself around in the air. It was like he was walking on the wind, and it seemed a useful skill to have.

Especially during a time like this, where getting up the rigging and securing the sails faster was important.

You had been concerned before that there weren’t enough people on this crew for the size of the ship, but their efficiency and capacity was almost terrifying. Nami and Jinbei were in perfect sync, and Franky knew every inch of the ship in order to keep it together. Robin’s devil fruit was ideal for assisting Zoro, Sanji and Usopp as they did most of the heavy lifting, with some light assistance from Brook. You and the small doctor were the only ones without much to do, but Chopper could at least make himself bigger to help anchor things.

All you could do right now was try and keep your barfing from landing on the deck of the ship, with Luffy checking on you every few seconds as he bounced around helping where ever he could. The young man’s energy was impressive on its own, but added with the elastic capacity of his body there wasn’t much he couldn’t do – except swim. You peered over the rail again and wondered if you’d be less sick in the water, not that it was a viable option, the current was shifting before your eyes.

The sudden squall ended just as abruptly as it had started, and you laid out on the grass for a second before you got to your feet. The current was still rough, but since the two ordeals weren’t overlapping everyone else was taking a moment to catch their breath along with you.

“This is normal?” You ask doing your best to walk around the deck so you could try and get your sea legs.

“For this world, yes.” Robin replies with a kind smile. Her hands sprout from your body and help steady you before you topple over. “Are the seas in your world calm?”

“I was not a sailor, but my experience was quite calm.” You admit as you find your feet again. “Ships could be lost at sea, but it was more likely they were raided, and not tormented by the seas themselves.”

The harsh current ended so swiftly you nearly toppled over from that. A single finger on your forehead helped balance you as Zoro walked by.

“Ah, thanks.” You mutter, rubbing your forehead idly. “Oh, hey Sanji – how’d you do that thing earlier?”

“Thing?” Sanji tilts his head as he turns toward you.

“You walked on the air.” You clarify, pointing along a path in the air up the sail. “I would’ve thought such was impossible, if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes. Can you teach me?”

“Eh? Eh?! S-Sure!” Sanji’s face lights up. “It would be my pleasure to assist a lovely lady.”

Sanji wasn’t as good a teacher as Jinbei, but he did try his best. The two of you spent several hours going over the technique of his geppo, you even ended up helping him out in the kitchen to keep the flow of the conversation going. You had just enough time to help hand out snacks to the crew before another rough current grabbed the ship.

You braced against a railing by the helm, as Nami and Jinbei went back to work. You weren’t going to be able to practice much of anything while the ship was traveling like this, but you did pulse your haki when you felt like you could risk it. Having your feet leave the deck when the ship could be whisked right out from under you seemed like a bad idea, so you weren’t going to get any practical training in after all the theory crafting from earlier.

The second wave of rough currents didn’t have anything else accompany it, and so you did make use of the time to stumble around the deck and try to climb the rigging as the ship lurched so you would be more useful later. You could sense someone keeping an eye on you while you worked, but you couldn’t sort out who it was. Franky, Brook, Robin, Luffy and Zoro were all out on the deck, and no one seemed to be watching you directly.

It could be all of them, you realized as you reached the midway point of the rigging and started back down. The crew had amazing awareness, even those that didn’t seem to have any capacity for controlling haki had strong perception. Even though they didn’t overtly act as such, they all watched out for one another. If you ended up stranded in this world there would be far worse people to be stranded with.

Something about that thought warmed your heart, and for the first time since the portal closed you felt at peace. It wasn’t just acceptance of what had happened, but actual peace.

You still wanted to go home, but maybe you weren’t going to be okay with going home as a corpse. You didn’t want to just be buried back home, you wanted to be able to tell everyone the wild ride that this world was. You smile thinking about how your fellow knights would react to hearing about honorable pirates.

“Feeling better?” Zoro asks. He’s leaned against the stairs by the rigging, hands behind his head. He looked like he was grabbing a quick nap despite the turbulent current.

Your skeleton nearly leaps out of your skin, but you manage to restrain yourself to a small flinch. You hadn’t even noticed that he’d settled nearby you were so lost in your own thoughts.

“I… yeah.” You step around and squat down nearby. “Are you sure you’re not at least part demon?”

You can see the vein on his forehead twitch. “Why do you keep asking that?” He growls, looking at you.

“Demons in my world are very strong and can read your thoughts and emotions. You seem to do the same.” You admit bluntly.

Zoro clicks his tongue and looks away. You almost think he isn’t going to say anything else when he finally grumbles at you. “I’m going to be the strongest swordsman in the world, that’s why I’m strong.” He explains. His scowl deepens as he continues. “And… that was a real smile.”

Something about the scowl and the words catches you off guard and when the ship lurches you nearly tumble backward before over correcting and leaning forward. You reach out to steady yourself and feel your hand smack into Zoro’s chest. After you steady yourself you pat his chest a couple times before you snatch you hand back when you come to your senses.

“What was that about?!” He barks at you as you stand up and take a step away.

“Sorry, it was just – it was like – are you sure you’re not-.”

“I’M NOT A DEMON!” He bellows.

You tuck your lip into your mouth and bite down on it to keep from pointing out how much more demonic he looks bellowing like that. Your attempt to spare his feelings was completely shattered by the crew members that were nearby.

“Half of your moves have the word demon in them,” Franky points out as he walks by.

“Koby said you were a demon in the body of a man,” Luffy offers up with a smile.

“You sounded very demonic a moment ago,” Robin teases, not looking up from her book.

“Demonic brute.” Sanji scoffs, coming out of the kitchen.

You nearly choke on a laugh and fail miserably at holding it back. The delighted sound floats through the air for a second before you get your hands over your mouth. You take a few steps back before you’re laughing again, trying to apologize while gasping for air.

Zoro clicks his tongue and closes his eye with a grumbled, “Whatever.” You keep your apology and take a few steps back, trying your best not to continue laughing.

“Ah, (Y/N), come here, I have some drawings done.” Usopp says some moments later as the currents start to even out. Making your way over to where he had been tinkering, he pulls a small stack of papers out of his bag and hands them over. The first four are official wanted posters.

“Kaido, Big Mom – what a name,” you murmur looking through the posters. “Blackbeard, eaugh, that’s a face that makes my soul shudder. Shanks, oh.” You look at the poster for a long time, sitting down beside Usopp. “Do you have more posters of this man?”

“Eh? Maybe? Luffy knows him – oi, Luffy do you have any old wanted posters for Shanks?”

“Nope!” Luffy answers cheerfully.

You tilt your head. Something about the man seems familiar. You’re not entirely sure that you’ve ever actually seen him before, but there’s something that tickles at the back of your mind. You shake it off and move past that to the drawings Usopp and Robin had finished.

“This is Donquixote Doflamingo?” You ask and Usopp nods. “He’s a Warlord? He looks like a peacock.”

“Don’t let that fool you, the Warlords aren’t to be taken lightly.” Usopp warns. “No matter how odd they look.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” You mutter as you flip through and take note of the faces of Kuma, Mihawk, Moira, Boa, Crocodile, Buggy. “I know you said what you said, Usopp, but… Is this man a clown? Or does this world not have jesters? Do clowns often become pirates?” You ask, pointing to Buggy’s drawing.

“Buggy is Buggy.” Usopp says with a shrug. “Clowns are a thing here. He’s known as Buggy the Clown.”

“Well.” You shake your head as you flip the page. “Akainu? He doesn’t look like a pirate.”

“He’s a big-name marine,” Usopp explains. “The biggest name one, actually. I haven’t drawn any others yet, but if you see him or hear the name, you need to just run as fast as you can. Another name I’ve heard for him is Sakazuki.”

“It’s a hard face to forget.” You admit, tucking the page behind the stack and seeing the start of the stack. “Thank you Usopp, this is a lot of help.”

He hands you one more page, but this is nothing but a list of names. “I’ll draw them when I can, but if you hear any of these names, they’re bad news too.”

“Borsalino, Issho, Aokiji– ah, he’s not a marine anymore according to your note, but he’s still troublesome it seems. Monkey D. Garp. Eh? Eh, isn’t that-?” You’re already looking for Luffy when the reply cuts your question short.

“He’s Luffy’s granddad.” Usopp admits. “He was hot on your tail when we first rescued you.”

“Oh… Oh, I know his face. He got closer than I would’ve liked. If the squall hadn’t nearly toppled his ship, I wouldn’t have gotten away.” You admit. “What a fearsome man. You said he’s Luffy’s granddad, is Luffy’s father another of these marines?”

“Ah, heh, no. Luffy’s dad is the leader of the Revolutionary Army.” He says sheepishly.

“Rev-…” You pause for a moment to consider the last few bits of information. “A marine, a pirate, and a revolutionary. Quite the family.” Your eyebrows raise in surprise before you add the name list to the stack of drawing. “I imagine family reunions are rather tense.”

“Yes and no.” Usopp says with a laugh. “We’ve had an amicable conversation with Luffy’s granddad before. I mean, he hurled cannonballs at us the next day, but that’s kind of how it goes. We haven’t really dealt with the Revolutionary Army, but one of Luffy’s brothers is an officer, and he keeps in touch. Luffy’s other brother – and none of them are blood relatives – has been traveling with the remnants of the Whitebeard pirates, who are trying to rebuild after their captain was killed. Whitebeard was one of the four Emperors before all hell broke loose last year.”

“And here I thought noble family relationships could get complicated.” You smile as you jot down notes on the empty space on the page of names. “What’re their names? I don’t want to mistake them for a threat if I run into them by myself.”

“His dad is Dragon, and the brothers are Ace and Sabo.”

“Dragon? Does this world have dragons?”

“… Technically.”

You close your eyes and shake your head. “No, no, don’t clarify that right now. I have enough in my head. I’m going to put these away for now and train. Thank you Usopp, I really appreciate it.”

“Aww, you’re welcome, I’m glad I could help.”

After you secure the posters, you train your haki, deal with the currents and random weather conditions, and that’s how the week goes. Eat, sleep, panic, train. By the end of the week, you’re really good at moving around the ship when it’s unstable, and you even managed to get both your feet off the deck practicing the geppo Sanji tried to teach you. Your haki was improving as well, and you were training it further by keeping it active for longer and longer. You doubted that you’d ever get to the point of being able to have it on constantly, but you wanted to be as adept at it as possible, in case you were separated from the crew again.

The only natural phenomenon that you experienced, the second to last day of your travels before reaching the island, that you absolutely hated was called a Knock-up Stream. Your only comfort was that Nami was amazingly adept at predicting them, and avoiding them, and Franky explained all the other options they had if they did get hit by one. It made it a little less terrifying, but before you had seen the event, you had assumed that whirlpools were the worst things in the sea.

Soon, the seas would be the least of worries. Knock-up streams or not.