#young gecko moria

[cherrorey]

that's how it is! I saw a tiktok and I decided to make a sketch El Morias!

I'm happy because my friends approved it 🥸☝️ edgy pejelagarto

[lil-skelly-bones]

Why is young Gecko Moria kinda… 👀

WHAT who said that?! 🫣

[nachowtoast]

[sunny-and-the-flowers]

🦇"Young Gecko Moria, One Piece" for my dearest friend @noirsimulacre happy birthday. Love you very much ❤️ 🥳🎉

(15×21)

Watercolor on cold pressed paper.

Clairefontaine Aquapad paper.

Winsor & Newton Cotman watercolor.🦇

[moniheartsluffy]

A DADDY’s GIRL

characters featured: crocodaddy, warlords, marines.

genre: fluff

notes: father!crocodile x daughter!reader, PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP, black!coded reader, crocodaddy and his baby girl🥹

grammar warning!! not rlly proofread…this been sitting in the drafts for a hot minute…

• mans love him some of his daughter.

• safe to say his world now revolves around you. he never thought he would want kids but when you popped out….oh he was bringing you everywhere.

• he thought the lady (your mother) was bullshittin when she said she was pregnant. he’s experienced many women trying to trap him before, so he just brushed it off wit a “yea ok”

• oh but when he saw that baby bumpppp. his whole mood changed. he started filling out paperwork to get full custody all ready😭 and ofc he won bc…it’s him. (pls. just work wimme here)

6yr old you waking up in an overly decent sized room due to the sun coming through your curtains and your TALL ASS father coming into the room. you’re trying to rub the sleep from your eyes as you sit up to look at him while he motions to pick you up.

“morning princess.” he says while placing a light kiss to your cheek. in response to his actions you simply place your head on his shoulder and allow yourself to be whisked away.

“still sleepy, hmm?” he says placing another kiss to the top of your head and watches as you nod, confirming his accusation.

now its a lot of things that crocodile has people do for him like his dirty work…but when it comes to you he allows them to do your hair, pick out outfits, feed you, etc. but he adores the simple things like getting you out of bed, tucking you in at night and other simple things that falls in between. other than that he leaves it to the maids he’s hired.

he takes you everywhere..and i mean everywhere. he has a meeting? he’s putting you in the cutest business outfit ever. the warlords are called together? he already got snacks and toys packed for you. anywhere this man is going he’s taking you and he doesn’t care about repercussions.

with that being said…a warlord meeting was called.

so..everyone walking in and taking their respective seats, meanwhile crocodile walking in with you in his arms and he’s late.

now we all know boa isn’t fond of men so as soon as crocodile puts you on the ground she’s swiping you away..immediately. she thinks he’s corrupting your mind or sum. but you cannot tell me boa would not love you. she’s turning you into the best feminist ever. (gotta start em off young!!) she even though about taking you to the kuja island… and never bringing you back. after a while, her and your dad start arguing so you go speak to some of the other warlords.

mihawk was just minding his business and wishing he had stayed home. you stumble over with a pack of fruit snacks, holding them out for him to take them. “you looked upset so here!” your tiny voice chirps up at him. he couldn’t bring himself to reject your offer, especially when you looked up at him with a determination to make him ‘feel better’. so he simply raised his eyebrow at you and took them while giving you this thanks and a smile that wasn’t too noticeable, but you saw it.

now…it’s two men in this entire room that you simply can’t express enough emotion for. doflamingo and gecko moria. now to be frank, you didn’t despise doffy like you did the other one but you weren’t exactly fond of him either. it’s like you tolerated him. he was kind to you but something about him just seemed off.

nevertheless your feet carried you to where doflamingo sat on a windowsill waiting for this excuse of a meeting to start. “hi doffy.” the pureness in your voice snapping him out of whatever unhinged things he was thinking about. “hello there little one. you look so adorable in your f/c dress.” he replied in a mellow tone. you muttered a small “thank you” before asking him about the whereabouts of kuma, at the last meeting he asked you what your favorite flower was and you finally had an answer for him but much to your dismay the blonde haired man had no idea. (not like he cares but hey)

ultimately choosing to ignore the presence of the other being in the room you swiftly made your way over to jinbe and had a short conversation with him regarding the sunflower drawing that adorned your dress, the fishman states how much he loved the design. after that ended you made your way back with your father and the warlord meeting began shortly after.

warlord meetings were always a pain but having you there always made it seem a little bit better for everyone—even the marines thought you were adorable although, they never showed it..except for garp. he’s a grandpa, ofc he’s gonna act like one towards a child. so every time the meeting truly starts garp takes you away and you two walk around the marineford gardens. he also takes you to sengoku’s office so you can see his goat and eat snacks while he annoys sengoku.

[lightfeltmemories]

GECKO MORIA: SFW & NSFW HEADCANONS

note: one of my worse "hear me outs" since i've started watching One Piece, i'm a bit shameless about it nowadays, and i know some of you guys out there would like it (trust me, i'm not the only one to have ever wrote for this guy) i'm new to one piece but i got a good chunk of the lore down so if anything is wrong please let me know. (i can also take requests for any other one piece character.)

tags and warnings: obvious spoilers, reader is gender neutral, very brief mentions of absalom's perverted tendencies, intended for both smaller and bigger readers.

due to him losing his entire crew, the people he loved, he'll be hesitant to be your friend let alone be in a relationship with you at first.

i imagine moria not caring much for romantic relationships, sure when he was young he had some crushes, flings and intimate experience, but as he grew older, it was put to the side and almost abandoned entirely.

things change when you come along, and when he realizes he's starting to have these feelings for you, he'll be distant just so he can keep himself from falling deeper for you, even though it takes a while for him to fully come to terms about taking things to the next level, it happens.

and once he falls, he falls hard.

you are his world, his everything, and he'll go to hell and back just to keep you safe, you're now the most important person in his life.

he's not the most physically affectionate and isn't the biggest fan of PDA, its near impossible for him to be if you're much, much smaller than him, but if you aren't, any display of physical affection such as hand holding or kissing is either minimal, or privately.

if you prefer to be smaller than him, i like the idea of you just.. laying on top of him like a massive bed, and he'll let you, just not in front of the mysterious four since they'll tease the dog shit out of him.

your relationship with the others means a lot to him, especially his adoptive daughter, perona, it's not enforced, but he finds it absolutely adorable if you acted like a second parental figure towards her.

absalom knows better not to spy on you, he knows what'll happen to him if he does.

"darling" and "my love" are his favorite pet names for you.

due to his past of losing everyone he loves, he's very protective of you, not in an insecure jealous way (he can be that, too, sometimes, just very rarely since there's not many people around to protect you from), but he's always thinking about the possibility of losing you, and it breaks his heart.

if you're smaller than him, he does get a bit insecure about the height difference, he can't hug or kiss you like any normal couple, he doesn't even let his shadows "do the work for him" because he actually wants to make an effort to be there for you, but at the same time he can't and it's really stressful to think about, and even if you try to convince him that it's all okay, he still hesitates or flat out declines, not wanting to hurt you.

the zombies follow your commands like they do for moria.

but overall, the love he has for you is strong, and he'll do anything for you (himself, of course.)

nsfw under the cut, you have been warned.

now when it comes to doing the deed with this man.. oh boy.

i mentioned before that he has experience but as the years went by the concept of sex was put to the side, but he hasn't forgotten anything he's learned from all those years ago.

when its your first time doing it together, he's very gentle, he doesn't want to hurt you especially since his teeth are razor sharp and he's got some sharp ass claws on him (he's also got a massive fucking dick even for someone his size idc idc idc.)

it takes a lot of convincing to do anything remotely sexual with him even teasing if you're smaller, if you're that desperate for him, he'll use his shadows (as an exception this time).

however, when do you use his shadows, he has to watch, he's a fan of mutual masturbation because of this.

his horns are surprisingly sensitive, do with this what you will.

when he gets more comfortable with having sex with you, you start to realize he's big on dirty talk:

when he's pushing himself inside you slowly, watching your reaction to his dick disappearing inside: "you can do it, take it all."

when you're sucking him off, you're gagging, moaning, and choking, pushing his fat dick as far as you can deep inside your throat. "my, you're a greedy one, aren't you?" he'll grab the back of your head and push you further if he's close.

"you like when i hit that spot, don't you?" when he touches your g-spot, making you squeak.

he's got a praise kink, both giving and receiving.

he loves it when you moan his name and tell him how good he's fucking you.

he's not a fan of impact play or degradation, maybe on himself but not on you.

he's not good on PDA but finds it hot if your loud moans echo throughout the place and people nearby can hear.

has an affinity for cumming inside, and may or may not have a breeding kink (ayo breeding kink moria is something interesting).

[count-alucard-tepes]

What would make the OP Hotties blush? Like a kiss on the cheek? Hand holding? Taking care of their children?

Kizaru ✨: telling him he looks young

Akainu🌋: kisses on the cheek

Ryokugyu 🌱 : telling him he did a good job

Fujitora 🐅: thanking him

Sir Crocodile 🐊: getting all up in his face and calling him a cute pet name

Doflamingo Donquixote 🦩: telling him Crocodile is on the phone and wanting to talk to him. He’s literally going to scream like an excited girl.

Benn Beckman 🔫: telling him he ages like fine wine

Katakuri Charlotte 🍡: smacking his ass

Killer🔪: motorboating his tiddies

Kaido🐉: telling him you want another baby

King 👑 : when his S/O ruffles and cuddles into his wings

Queen👑: when his kid tells him he’s the best

Izou🔫🔫: when his daughter asks him to dress her up just like him

Dragon D Monkey 🐉🐒: telling him his face tattoo is sexy

Oven Charlotte 🍞: calling him by a pet name in public

Buggy🤡: letting him know he’s the cutest emperor ever

Marco the Phoenix 🦅: cuddling up to him in a tender moment

Eustass Kidd🤘🎸: complimenting his style or looks

Rosinantè Donquixote aka Cora-San💕: saying he’d make a cute dad

Who’s-Who ❤️‍🔥👹: telling him he’s sexy in his kitty form

Gecko Moria🦇: his S/O saying something more chaotic than what he would have come up with

Iceburg💜: surprising him when he’s baby talking to his pets

Gild Tesoro⚜️🏅: seeing his daughter play with her toys so cutely

Rob Lucci🐆: calling him a good kitty

Karasu🐦‍⬛: telling him he’s handsome

[maykitty]

One Piece character’s reaction to you being infertile II

Warning: mentions of infertility, child abandonment, child abuse, slavery, and death.

Characters: Nami, Robin, Viola, Reiju, Handcock, and Perona

Nami

Nami loves you no matter what plus she never really wanted to get pregnant.

She lived her life with her adopted sister and mother.

Even after Bellemere’s death Nami only cared about her sister and village’s freedom.

Also, to help Luffy gain the one piece while making a map of the world.

She still loves kids so adopting is the best for her.

Robin

She is someone who had issues with wanting to be a mother.

Due to a horrible life living with her uncle’s family after her mother left when she was young.

She has a fear of starting a family including all the times she was on the run from the world government.

So you being infertile is a relief to her.

She still cares for kids and like Nami adoption is best for her.

Viola

As a princess she knows having an heir is important however due to the trauma caused by the death of her sister Scarlet and her having to service Doflamingo she is not ready to get pregnant or be intimate.

She just wants to help rebuild Dressrosa and spend time with her family.

You two can have a relationship but it is not confirmed now what your status on kids is.

Reiju

It’s not happening because even if you were fertile there is no way Judge would let it happen.

Judge altered Reiju's DNA to be a super soldier.

A pregnancy or relationship would ruin the Germa plan of ruling the North Blue.

If he finds out you two are dating it doesn’t matter if you are infertile, you're dead.

Handcock

She still hates men, so there is no way she is getting pregnant.

Especially with what she and her sisters went through as slaves.

Unless you are Luffy or female, she not dating you.

If you are one of those two then you can have a relationship with her but children are out of the question as Amazon Lilly already has a lot of female children on it.

Including animals as well is a no-no.

Perona

She never really thought of having kids.

For her cute teddy bears were all she needed along with Gecko Moria.

As long as you are okay with her teddy bear and having to wear a bear suit then you're fine.

Otherwise, prepare to be shot at with a negative hollow.

[pumpkinspice-tanuki]

name: yoru

age: 16(February 24)

gender: female

sexuality: bisexual

personality: yoru is a young girl . she used to be melancolic. 2 years later thanks to nocturnes pirates she warmed up. yoru had to face loneliness since she was little but she became less lonely while she was adopted by plum

relationships:

gecko moria: biologic father

snake kimera: biologic mother(deceased)

perona: adopted sister

plum: captain\adopted mother

seed: crewmate

pastrami: crewmate

lamp: crewmate

sannah: crewmate

mochi: friend

trivia:

yoru is spainish

yoru's favorite food are omelets

yoru's least favorite food are coffee(too bitter)

if yoru was a animal she would be a gecko and\or a platypus

[thewillofdeez]

The Warlord and the Revolutionary: A Dracule Mihawk/OC Romance - Chapter 1: Unexpected Visitors

Summary: Mihawk has never been big on surprises, but when Zoro and Perona showed up on Kuraigana, Mihawk took it in stride. He learned how to adjust and even slowly began to enjoy their company. Just under a year later, another surprise showed up on his island - his ex-girlfriend, on the verge of death. The one he hasn't seen in fifteen years. And he might still love her.

Slice of life goth family cuteness headcanons mixed with OC romance.

Chapter 1 word count: 3360

Dawn broke over Kuraigana Island on an early December morning, and the rays of the sun snuck through the fog which lingered over the island, brighter than one might expect, particularly after the storm that had ravaged the island for the past two days. Dracule Mihawk rolled over in his large, plush bed, one literally fit for a king. He covered his eyes with his arm and groaned softly. Another day, it seemed.

Throwing back the covers and sitting on the edge of the bed, he stretched deeply and yawned, feeling the muscles in his back release from their taut, sleepy state. Making his way to the ensuite bathroom, he leaned over the sink and ran a hand through his hair, which hung in strands over his forehead. Not nine months ago, Mihawk would have awoken at a leisurely pace, started his day when he was ready, and gone about his business just as he always had - exactly when he intended to, and not a second sooner. But nine months ago, his life changed drastically when two young morons arrived at his doorstep, thanks to his fellow Warlord Batholomew Kuma. Mihawk had always been somewhat fond of Kuma - he believed him to be a good man, whatever that meant when it came to pirates - and held a certain level of respect for him, a feeling he believed was mutual. Perhaps that’s why the former King of the Sorbet Kingdom sent these two pastel punks his way - he knew they’d be in good, if begrudging, hands. Kuma’s true motive was still unknown to Mihawk, and given the devastating state of the man the last time he saw him, probably always would be. But, as his crimson-haired friend always liked to say with a shrug and a crooked smile, “It is what it is.”

Mihawk prepared himself for the day and made his way down the exceptionally long staircase from the main bedroom, allowing his mind to wander over the events of the last nine months since the War of the Best. The circling stairs easily took ten minutes or more to descend at a leisurely pace. There was a time not long before his unexpected guests arrived that he considered moving to one of the numerous, more accessible bedrooms housed within the ancient castle, but then they showed up, and well, suddenly he had a full house to be the master of - well, more full than it had ever been in his stay there anyway.

They were the “ghost princess” Perona, formerly of the Thriller Bark Pirates, and Roronoa Zoro of the Straw Hat Pirates. Mihawk had never met Perona before, though he vaguely recalled his fellow (former) Warlord Gecko Moria occasionally mentioning in casual conversation a pink-haired upstart working on his crew. The man, for all his faults (and really, who was Mihawk to talk about faults?), had clearly thought of her like something of a daughter. Young, displaced, and with no deep roots to speak of, Perona had joined Moria’s crew as barely a pre-teen. Such was often the case for those who became pirates - abandoned, cruelly neglected, or left behind by deceased parents, finding a crew to care for you and take you in was often the best way of survival for children who had few or no other options, and there was hardly a successful pirate captain alive who didn’t also bear the title of “adoptive parent.” Mihawk himself recalled being one of those children once.

Roronoa Zoro had made a lasting impression on Mihawk about a year and a half ago, when the consequences of a disrupted nap brought devastation to hundreds of Marines, and brought the two swordsmen face to face for the first time in the East Blue. Even before he could really claim he knew the man in the way living together allows one to know another, Mihawk had seen some of his younger self in Zoro - stupid and arrogant, sure, but also driven and full of potential. Even Mihawk could admit that with age comes wisdom, and he was also decidedly unwise at Zoro’s age, though he’d certainly be loath to admit that to anyone today.

Whereas Perona found great joy in the domesticity of castle life, filling her days with baking experimental sweets, sewing new fashions from the old bolts of fabric she found locked away in an unused room, and dusting the hundreds of ancient bookshelves (a feat made much easier by the ability to fly), Mihawk could tell that Zoro was often restless. Whether it was because he had never stayed in one place for so long or because he deeply missed his crew, Mihawk wasn’t sure and certainly wouldn’t ask. Mihawk could relate to how Zoro felt - despite making a permanent home for himself, he often felt the call of the sea, and appreciated the ability to set sail whenever the urge hit him. But now he had dependents, and a promise to fulfill, and sometimes the sea had to wait.

Zoro proved himself to be an adequate guest, after he adjusted to his new home. He cleaned up after himself, if at his own pace, and made himself useful where needed. Surprisingly, the young man had developed a penchant for working in Mihawk’s farm, specifically when planting season arose shortly after Zoro and Perona’s arrival. Mihawk was keenly aware that Zoro and Perona knew how quickly Mihawk could end their stay on the island if he so desired - by the sword or otherwise - and appreciated that the young people at least tried to be decent houseguests. 

Nine months before, about a week since Mihawk’s return from Marineford, Zoro’s wounds had been healing nicely after his numerous encounters with the Humandrills, and his training with Mihawk had been off to a solid start.

After breakfast one morning, a decidedly awkward meal with the company of three still becoming accustomed to each other’s presence, Mihawk asked the two young people to join him outside. Zoro and Perona followed him down the sweeping stone stairs and across the bridge over the lake, towards a series of land plots filled with budding weeds and old, brambly vines.

“I’m fine with you living here,” Mihawk announced to the duo, facing the empty fields. “If I’m being honest, it’s a rather…” Mihawk considered his words carefully, looking up to the fog-covered sky. “...Interesting change of pace for me.”

He turned around, hands in his pockets. “But I’m not running a bed and breakfast here. If you’re going to live on my island, you need to pull your weight. I’ve spent the last seven years making this place work by myself, and I’m going to take advantage of any help I can get.”

What could Zoro or Perona possibly say to that? Any snarky comments they might have held on the tips of their tongues were swallowed, knowing the older man was right. They were guests, unexpected and only begrudgingly accepted, and this was no leisurely vacation. Perona may not have had a set end goal in mind, but from the moment Mihawk accepted Zoro as a student, with his forehead to the cold stone floor of the castle, he knew this was going to be work. As for Perona…well, what else was she to do, with Moria presumed dead and her home only the place she once knew in name?

Mihawk handed them each a pair of gloves and they set to work. Neither Zoro nor Perona knew the first thing about gardening. The learning curve was steep to say the least. But Mihawk proved to be a decent teacher in more than just swordsmanship, instructing them on the overall plan, how to pull the old plants from the ground, break up the soil, lay the seeds, and what the expected results would be. It wasn’t a task to be taught in a week, or even two. Hell, it had taken Mihawk two seasons on Kuraigana to make a moderately successful harvest by himself, and that was after countless hours in the castle’s library reading up on agricultural practices, soil types, and irrigation. But Zoro and Perona proved to be quick enough learners, and by the time the first sprouts were peeking from the ground in early April, he could find both of them out there of their own volition, only needing to speak to him occasionally for guidance.

In the early days of their time together, as the three of them worked on their own tasks in the field, Mihawk couldn’t help but observe Zoro and he moved down along the planting lines with a hand cultivator, whistling a tune Mihawk recognized but couldn’t quite place. The hat Zoro wore covered his eyes in shadow, but a soft smile stuck out where the sun hit the lower half of his face as the song ended.

“You seem to be quite comfortable in the garden, Roronoa,” Mihawk offered as he yanked some of the previous year’s dry, stringy growth from the ground, tossing it in the wheelbarrow to be composted later.

Zoro chuckled. “Kinda reminds me of the dojo where I grew up, back in the East Blue.” He stayed silent for a moment, then continued. “I was sort of an obnoxious kid, had more energy than I knew what to do with even after training all day. Wound up getting myself in trouble a lot.” Mihawk held in a snort of his own. Obviously.

“So my sensei helped me build a zen garden. It’s not the same thing, of course, but…when I was eight and full of energy I didn’t know how to dispose of and had a brain that wouldn’t shut the hell up, sitting in the sand and moving it around with no real goal in mind…it helped me. I learned how to meditate that way. Working the soil….kind of brings me back to that same headspace, ya know?” Zoro lifted his head to meet Mihawk’s golden eyes, and was met with only a knowing smirk before Mihawk returned to his task. The silence after was slightly less strained.

The sound of a sizzling pan broke Mihawk from his thoughts as he walked into the castle’s open kitchen. “Morning, Mihawk!” smiled Perona as she looked up from the skillet.

Mihawk nodded in acknowledgement. “Ghost girl.”

“Eggs?” She asked.

“Over easy,” he replied, making his way to the counter where Zoro was pouring coffee into three mugs, a self-assigned task he had taken on over time. Mihawk grasped one and took a deep sip, feeling the warmth circulate through his chest. Perona plated the men’s preferred eggs as well as her own, along with sausage and toast and sat them on the counter, where they were grabbed by their respective person and brought to the long dining table. Mihawk, as always, sat at the head of the table in his plush, oversized chair, while Zoro sat to his right and Perona to his left. Mihawk opened up the paper, which Zoro had earlier brought in from the news coo. Before settling in he separated the paper into his housemates’ preferred sections and handed them over. Each of them ate their breakfast and drank their coffee, occasionally commenting on a story of interest. At this point, it was a comfortable routine.

As Zoro flipped through his section, he came across a picture of the man sitting to his left. The article was a retrospective of the careers of the current Warlords, likely triggered by the addition of the most recent one, Trafalgar Law. Mostly, Zoro thought, it was probably just a way to take up page space on an otherwise slow news day. While reading about his mentor, something caught Zoro’s eye:

Name: Dracule Mihawk

Origin: Grand Line

Bounty: 3.59 Billion

Also Known As: Hawk-eyes, Marine Hunter, Naked Hawk

Naked Hawk, huh? That was one he’d never seen before, or perhaps had just never paid attention to. The other two nicknames were obvious in origin, but that third one…

“Hey Mihawk,” Zoro said, “What’s with the name Naked Hawk?”

Mihawk choked slightly on the coffee that slid down his throat, his eyes widening. “Let me see that,” he said, grabbing the paper from the younger man’s hands. Mihawk’s eyes scanned the page. He then sighed and handed it back. “Twenty years I’ve been trying to bury that infernal nickname, and yet every so often it pops up. Must be Shanks’s doing.”

“Sooo…I’m guessing there’s a story there?” Perona offered with a grin.

“Oh there is,” Mihawk replied, “And you’ll hear it over my dead body.”

After breakfast was typically when training started for Mihawk and Zoro. While the storm had kept them working in the dungeon for the past few days, today was proving to be nice, if a bit chilly, and so they’d take their sword work outside.

“Hey Perona, I know it’s my turn but d’ya mind handling the dishes from breakfast? I’m itching to get started.” Zoro’s hands were already ghosting over the hilts of the three swords at his side, flexing and eager to pull them from their sheaths.

Perona puffed her cheeks in anger. “So I’m cooking AND doing dishes? Nuh-uh, Mihawk, tell him, we have a rotation for a reason!”

Mihawk sighed. It was going to be another one of those days, where the two couldn’t go ten minutes without finding something to bicker over. While he knew the young adults regarded each other fondly, hardly a week could pass without them butting heads over something inconsequential, and he of course, being an unwilling referee, would have to hear about it.

“Zoro, do the dishes, it won’t kill you to wait another fifteen minutes.” Mihawk rose from his seat and moved to the sink, finishing the last sip of his coffee and placing it and his empty plate in the sink. “I’ll meet you outside.” Zoro grumbled but turned his attention to the pile of dishes as Mihawk grabbed Yoru from its resting place and walked out onto the front steps.

Making his way to the paved area in front of the castle, Mihawk let out a few practice swings with Yoru, loosening up and preparing for the first round of the day with his student. Zoro’s progress over the last nine months had been impressive, if Mihawk could say so. While the green-haired swordsman still had a long way to go if he planned on killing his teacher and claiming the title of World’s Greatest Swordsman, Mihawk had to admit Zoro was doing well. 

Even though Mihawk found himself looking forward to their usual practice rounds, he'd personally had a lot to learn about how to be a good teacher in the one field he was truly an expert in, something he’d slowly improved upon over time. He recalled a time in the early days of their training when they were sparring together.

Mihawk unleashed a projected attack at Zoro, sending blue crescent blades flying through the air at him. Zoro had been caught off guard, and while he hadn’t acted quickly enough to deflect the attack, he had just barely been able to roll out of the way, and onto the ground.

Zoro panted, rising from the stone. “The hell, you trying to kill me?”

Mihawk scoffed. “Not my fault your defenses are sloppy, at best. That was pathetic. Makes me wonder what I saw in you in the first place”

Zoro had risen to his feet. “Ya know you’re great at the criticism, but not so good with the constructive part. Got anything useful to tell me? Anything I can work with?”

Mihawk let out a small chuckle, resuming a fighting stance. “Well…you’re great at dodging. Unfortunately, that won’t be enough to defeat me!” He leapt towards Zoro, swinging Yoru in punctuation of his statement.

Finished with the dishes, Zoro made his way down the stairs to meet Mihawk, and pulled the Wado Ichimoji from its sheath.

“Ready?” Zoro asked, smirking. Mihawk responded with a clash of his steel against Zoro’s own. The two swordsmen carried on in battle for the next few hours, Mihawk occasionally stopping to provide guidance.

The sun was reaching its apex in the sky, signaling that it was almost time to break up their battle when Perona’s voice cut through the sound of clashing metal.

“MIHAWK! MIHAWK!” The sharp-eyed man and his student turned at the sound, to see Perona floating rapidly towards them, parasol in hand.

“Mihawk there’s someone on the beach! A ship ran aground during the storm I guess? There’s someone there, she’s not moving.”

Mihawk panted, catching his breath from the exercise with Zoro. “Where? Show me.”

Leaning Yoru against a crumbling wall, Mihawk and Zoro followed Perona to the north side of the island, just behind the castle. Coming over a hill they could make out a small craft with torn sails, leaning slightly to the side, its hull driven up along the beach. A few yards upshore was an unmoving figure.

Mihawk could feel his blood pressure rising at the thought of another random stranger to take in, disturbing the peace he’d found and with whom he’d have to start the accommodation process over again if they needed to stay. He wasn’t a fucking charity. As he walked down the beach, he let out his frustration. “I swear to God if I have to take in one more stray….” A few feet from the unmoving figure, Mihawk came to a sudden halt, the expression on his face changing from anger to shocked recognition. The small frame, the pale skin, the deep purple hair… Perona and Zoro stopped behind him, bumping into each other.

“Olivia?” Mihawk said silently. Swiftly, he moved around the person and knelt at her side, flipping her onto her back. Her skin was freezing. Mihawk’s breath caught in his throat. He took in the woman before him, damp, bedraggled, breathing shallowly, and partially covered in a rash that reminded him of the way frost settled on glass. Lifting her shirt slightly, he saw it covered much of her torso and arms and was making its way up her neck and onto her jawline. With every shaky breath she exhaled, it was visible like a breath in freezing temperatures. While the island was chilly, it wasn’t that cold. Something was horribly wrong. “Shit. Olivia? Olivia??” He cradled her face in his hands, trying to get a response, but none came. Zoro and Perona rushed to his side. Mihawk bolted into action.

“Perona, I need you to go to the town on the next island, the one we visit for supply runs. A doctor lives there, her name is Dr. Takahashi. Tell her we have a woman in her late 30’s with a snowflake-like rash, cold skin, and when she exhales it’s like breathing on a cold day. Get her here as fast as possible, even if you have to drag her by the neck.” Perona nodded, her face set in determination, and without a word she took the order and fled over the water towards the nearest island.

Mihawk reached down and began to scoop the unmoving woman into his arms. She let out a small groan with the movement, her eyes fluttering open slightly.

“M-Mihawk?” she whimpered, the image of the man holding her fuzzy, but familiar, his golden eyes unmistakeable even in her delirious state. Mihawk smiled softly - the first genuine smile Zoro had seen him make in all his time on the island. Well I’ll be goddamned , he thought.

“Hey,” Mihawk said, cradling her with his left arm and pushing a strand of wet hair from her face with his free hand. “Don’t worry, you’re okay. I’ve got you.”

The woman smiled slightly before losing consciousness again. Mihawk lifted her into his arms and stepped quickly towards the castle, with Zoro in tow.

“Hey, you know her?” the younger man said, struggling to keep pace with the other man’s longer legs.

Mihawk’s golden eyes hadn’t left the woman’s face yet, his feet carrying him towards the castle with hardly a thought. But with Zoro’s question he looked up.

“I do,” Mihawk said. “She’s my ex-girlfriend.”

Next - Chapter 2: The Longest Night

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🫶Young Gecko Moria🫶

I like this a lot actually

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Redraw of my very first Moria drawing. <3 I love that gothic dad so much! I´ll start drawing his current look soon~

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Which of your muses is the biggest gossip?

Tell me which muse

Young Gecko Moria from One Piece on one of my older blogs Burikubato. On this one, it would be JimmyKEN from Digimon Cyberslueth.

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One Piece Theory: Wano Spoilers

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Zoro is a member of the Shimotsuki family. More specifically, he's the grandson of Ushimaru. I know this theory isn't that much of a gotcha, since Zoro literally looks exactly like Ushimaru and a young Ryuma, but there's more to it than just the facial features, spiky hair, swordsmanship, and injured left eye.

We don't know about Zoro's past before he challenged the dojo in Shimotsuki Village. The village was founded by the swordsmith Shimotsuki Kozaburo after he illegally left Wano 55 years ago. He was the smith who created the Wado Ichimonji and Enma. Both of which are now in the hands of Zoro. A few years after Shimotsuki Village was founded, Kozaburo settled down and had a child named Koshiro, who we know as the head of the dojo and Kuina's father.

Other members of the Shimotsuki clan include: Yasuie and Toko. Both of which quickly befriended Zoro in Wano. Speaking of Wano, Ushimaru had been the daimyo of Ringo for many years before dying during the reign of Orochi and Kaido. Ringo is also where Zoro, Toko, and Hiyori stayed when Zoro was trying to get back the Shusui from Onimaru.

Onimaru, who has been the companion of Ushimaru, is 69 years old (nice). It is likely that Ushimaru would be a similar age if he were still alive. Unfortunately we don't actually know Ushimaru's date of birth or age at death, so we can't know for sure. However, 70 is a pretty typical age for a grandparent of a 21 year old. Garp is 78, so Zoro's gramps would probably be around a similar age. And we know for sure that Ushimaru isn't Zoro's father, because Oda said so in the SBS for chapter 1024. In that SBS, Oda also said that he might show Ushimaru's bloodline again later or he might just keep it a secret.

The other known member of the Shimotsuki family who I haven't talked about much so far is Ryuma. Ryuma is the sword god whose corpse and sword were stolen from Wano by Gecko Moria following Moria's defeat at the hands of Kaido. In his youth, Ryuma was just like Zoro, both in looks and in personality: he was also way too eager to fight and was kind of oblivious. We know that Ryuma's blade, Shusui, was the treasure of Wano and that it was given to Zoro after he defeated zombie Ryuma in Thriller Bark. But some time before he acquired Shusui, Ryuma used a sword that resembled the Yubashiri, another legendary sword that made its way into Zoro's possession.

We've seen that Zoro has had direct ties (and has gotten along well) with all of the known members of the Shimotsuki family, except for Ushimaru. We do know that Ushimaru is a direct descendant of Ryuma. This makes sense since they look and act so similar. With that same line of thinking, it would also make sense for Zoro to be in that bloodline. He clearly doesn't look anything like Kozaburo, Koshiro, or Kuina.

There are also some pieces of the puzzle that are missing on Ushimaru's end. For example, Zoro and Ryuma both wear their swords on their right side, suggesting that they're lefty's. We don't know if the same goes for Ushimaru; we just know that in the past there were times when he wielded two swords. Another missing piece is his birthday. Shimotsuki is an old Japanese word for November. Both Ryuma and Zoro have birthdays in November (the 6th and 11th, respectively), but we don't know when Ushimaru was born. We also don't know the birthday of Kozaburo, but none of the other known Shimotsuki's have birthdays in November (aside from Onimaru, oddly enough). The third missing piece is blood type. Kuina and Koshiro both have type S, Toko and Yasuie have type F, Ryuma and Zoro have type XF, and Kozaburo and Ushimaru's are unknown.

So now we've gone over all the facts and circumstantial evidence, but it leaves us with a problem. If Ushimaru is in fact Zoro's grandfather, then how tf did Zoro end up in Shimotsuki Village? We know Kozaburo went there 55 years ago, but Ushi never left Wano (that we know of). I mean, it was illegal to leave the country and Ushi ended up being the daimyo of Ringo, so he probably didn't commit any major crimes. But maybe he did, who knows. Could Ushi's child have ended up leaving Wano with Kozaburo? We don't know if there were any other Shimotsuki's who ended up in the East Blue. Another possibility lies with Ryuma himself. Well, Ryuma's corpse. The fall of the Kozuki clan was 20 years ago. Zoro was born 21 years ago. Ryuma's corpse was stolen by Moria 23 years ago. Perhaps, Ushimaru's son or daughter was also taken (or escaped) at this time? If they did leave Wano at this time, then they would've had 2 years to find a partner, knock up or get knocked up, and then a few years to find the other known Shimotsuki's that left Wano, drop their kid off with them, and then leave or die.

Tbh considering the family ties of each of the other Strawhats (that we know of - *cough cough* Nami *cough cough* Franky), none of this would be super wild if it were true for Zoro.

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Anyways, that's the end of this theory. Sorry I didn't feel like proofreading. I'm always open to thoughts, ideas, and comments, so feel free to give your two cents. My next theory post will either be a mini theory about Franky or a big one about the influence of gods in One Piece.

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Hello, I love your blog post. Have you ever written that… when children ask their fathers such questions that they are actually far too young. Like examples they ask: "Where do babies actually come from?" or "Why do you and mom always laugh so much at bedtime? Could I play with you?" I'm curious how fathers would explain to their child.

Lol I think I did the first one so I’ll do the second🤣

Blushes profusely, “…go ask your mother”:

Akainu🌋

Fujitora 🐅

Sir Crocodile 🐊

Benn Beckman 🔫

Katakuri Charlotte 🍡

Killer🔪

Kaido🐉

King 👑

Oven Charlotte 🍞

Buggy🤡

Eustass Kidd🤘🎸

Iceburg💜

Rosinantè Donquixote aka Cora-San💕

Rob Lucci🐆

Smirks in response, “….because she likes daddy’s jokes and no, you can’t play with us…that’s mommy/daddy time”:

Kizaru ✨

Ryokugyu 🌱

Doflamingo Donquixote 🦩

Queen👑

Izou🔫🔫

Dragon D Monkey 🐉🐒

Marco the Phoenix 🦅

Who’s Who ❤️‍🔥👹

Gecko Moria🦇

Gild Tesoro⚜️🏅