Do You Think Marco Opens His Glasses Like Jodi Foster Ie With His Tongue?

Appraise Love

Ahhh, look at me! I finally decided to pull the trigger and actually post a fanfic for once!! Just a bit of background for this story: This is a Whitebeard pirates x reader story. UNLESS ASKED OTHERWISE, most things in here will remain platonic/friendly (and a bit fluffy). I also do plan to write chapters giving each Commander their own time to shine with the reader. (I know everyone's here for Marco, Izo, Thatch, and Ace, but come one! Rakuyo, Atmos, Namur, Speed Jill, Vista, and literally the rest of the sixteen commanders exist as well. Why only write for a fourth of them when they all deserve a chance?! (Yes, I'm THAT big of a dork to be able to name all of them. I know I didn't include a lot of the others on here, but trust me. I can XD) Anyways, this is considered chapter 0. Since this is only the prologue and the introduction to what exactly the reader's life is like, this isn't the official first chapter of interaction. (That's actually Chapter 1!) I'll also be sure to add a few additional triggers with the chapters as the story progresses, but something to keep in mind with the story as a whole: THERE ARE UNDERLYING THEMES OF DEPRESSION. It's subtle in some spots, but laid on thick in others depending on the story progression. Ok, I'll leave now. Enjoy! _______________________ Word count: 1375 _______________________

Life is a fickle thing, is it not? All at the same time, the day could fly by for one person while it dragged on for another. A couple could be experiencing the happiest moments of their lives, another their last. I guess in that regard, it was better to say that time was a fickle manner, but life itself had a funny way of ruling over those decisions. And unfortunately for you, time nor life has ever worked out in your favor. Not in a long while.

Every morning, it was the same rinse-and-repeat cycle that had once been something you believed would lead to happiness. It had been that way for ten years now. Get up, make the long trip to the island’s high end part of town- which was on the opposite side of where you lived- open the jewelry shop for the day, work your shift and cover for the boss, close up at the end of the night, go home, find whatever was the easiest and low maintenance in the way of cooking, go to bed, and wake up the next day to do it all over again. Of course, the last few years hadn’t always been so…lacking. No no no, the ‘oh-so’ happy residents of the town had made sure of that. On days where you had travelers visit the shop, there was always small talk sharing in their adventures or their life that had led them to that very moment, and in even rarer occasions, there was always a bone thrown your way and they’d be generous enough to give you a tip for your work.

Of course, that was one nice customer to every 50 or so? And that was taking what kindness you were given far and few in between and paying it up to flatter the residents of the island. And that was saying a lot since all they gave you was their usual snappy remarks or some new form of taking their anger out on you. A lot of the customers had gotten angry so often that your boss- in the one or two times he even bothered to roll out of bed- had told you that safety glasses were now a must while working ALL the time rather than when you did the work the old lapidarist had slacked on before leaving. And to think that this is what fate initially had you set out to sea for. Life outside of the mundane island was, well, avoiding the island itself. No pirates ever stopped there, and Marines were the same way. Everyone avoided the island like the black plague.

The only reason you had ever dared to come to the island yourself was both for the lack of its history and people, and the fact that a job opportunity had fallen into your lap. At the time, it seemed like a dream come true, yet now it felt more like it was a personalized nightmare to make you hate even the smallest joys of life. Yet here you were, still playing the sucker who kept on dreaming that it would get better. And to an extent…you still hoped that it would, that one day everything would work out.

See, life was a fickle thing. The whole reason you had ever been brought to the island in the first place was your line of research. A gemologist, that, of all things, was what you had settled on in life. Not that it was a bad thing! Because it really wasn’t. It was just…odd. In comparison to a world that piracy had existed in, it was just odd that you’d settled on studying jewels, stones, and gems rather than hoarding them. But, it kept your nose out of everyone’s business and the eyes of the government, so you were happy enough with it. And to you, upon your initial arrival to the island, believed that the smiles everyone wore had been a show of the happiness that threatened to overwhelm its visitors. Yet it took all of but a few hours to find just how wrong that was. Threatening to rip someone’s throat out and shove it up where the son doesn’t shine just for bumping into them wasn’t exactly the most friendly thing in the world. And saying it with a smile as well, it was enough to get to anyone.

If the bitter nature of the people was bad enough, they were all lazy as well. Going to the grocery store just for a night’s worth of groceries took longer than the walk home, even when you were the only person in the store. Trying to see a doctor meant that you’d be waiting a few months out to even get any sort of chance to SCHEDULE the appointment. It was a miracle how no one had ever died on the island. And your boss was no better. The man had only ever been at the shop two days out of the ten years you had worked there: the day you were hired, and another day where you had to go home early after getting a ring thrown at you and the bezel had sliced a little too close to your eye. It hadn’t hit the inside of your eye, nor had it scarred- from what you could tell, anyways. You were lucky to even still have it functioning at this point.

It was only a couple of years after you had started that the old lapidarist had suddenly just stopped showing up to work. Truthfully, you didn’t blame them, despite the dread that filled you anytime you dared to question their disappearance. The only reason you stayed was because of the free rent and the time you got to do what you loved…ok, it wasn’t free rent, but no one had come to collect the payments from you, so it was free housing. At least the laziness of the life there had been good for something. But…was it worth it? That was the question you had always come back to every chance you had been alone during the day. What good was your work if the people were never happy? What good was it when the jeweler felt as though it were going to financially collapse?

The old displays had been sold by the boss for a quick buck to find a way to meet ends in order to make the shop’s monthly bills, so none of the work you made ever got proper recognition. Your paychecks had gotten farther and fewer in between until you almost had nothing left. You weren’t sure if it was just a case that the boss was taking what he owed you to pay for the shop or if he was simply not bothering to even pay you anymore. The people were never happy, your house was always in shambles, but you never had the money to ever fix it. To say the least, you hated it. You hated everything about the island, about your home, about your job. Yes, job. It had gotten bad enough to a point that you’d have rather numbed your mind for hours on end sitting behind a desk to write- much like the person that took heavens only knows how long to write this- rather than continue your personal studies for the career you once wanted.

Sometimes, the idea crossed your mind that maybe settling down wasn’t for you? I mean, you had been happier when you were travelling from place to place to understand the type of jewelry that was popular on each island, why, and how valuable it was. Truth be known, when you looked at the point your life was at, a deeper part of you ached. It felt like something had curled up on itself every time you noted that you did what most people had spent a lifetime doing. You managed to settle down earlier on in life before you got too old and it got to be too late. But what did it matter what you thought? For as long as you stayed on the island, you were at the mercy of the people and whatever they decided to throw at-

‘Snap. Snap. Snap.’

Upcoming art + New additional OP oc fun!

Hey, my peeps! So, I do want to really quick make up a small heads up for all of you. Long story short: what art I HAVE posted here hasn't actually scratched the surface of what I have to post still both here and on all of my other platforms (and because I'm going away from IG as a whole, I have tried branching out on different platforms in hopes of trying to find a way to make my content available to everyone.) Soo, my point being, I do apologize for the spam of art I've been putting out recently. I'm still working on the comic with Bernice and Thatch, but the problem is that between all of the posting, as well as the streaming schedule I'm trying to keep and the other things I do outside of art, I've had to kind of sacrifice my time for one thing over another, lol. At the very least, I'm glad I'm actually dedicating my time to do this now because I've gotten pretty tired of posting everything one different platforms and then forgot where I posted it all, lol. I do want to also give you guys a heads up: I Will be opening a Q n A for all of my OP ocs here pretty soon, but first I have to get all of the old stuff put out first. I will also be working on putting things out for commissions here pretty soon since I actually have a pause in my student loans and want to try and pay them off ASAP. So, the sooner I can get them out of the way, the more I can actually work on saving up and focusing on my other goals, lol. In other news: I've about finished the Thatch zine I found a few months ago. I've been reading on it hit and miss, but I've finally gotten to the last story. (Ngl, I didn't know zines were a things, but I think it'd be fun to do one for another character or a separate one for him. Especially since I also write outside of art :D) .....Yes, this is me openly admitting to anyone that was thinking about making one, you can recruit me XD Anyways, I came on here to give you all that bit of a heads up. Again today, there will probably be quite a bit more older art that I post up on here. The descriptions will actually be the same as they are on other platforms plainly and simply to save time. So if you follow me on them, I do apologize if you're re-reading something I typed, lol.

I don't think I've shared the characters I am obsessed with drawing here, so I'll give you all fair warning now:

The characters that I find fun to draw are characters I'll probably draw....a lot, lol.

And on that extensive list is:

-Heat

-Thatch, Rakuyo, and pretty much any WBP member

-Coeazon (because he's best boi and was the first character that really got me doing art for the OP fandom óvò I've drawn Sabo and Sanji first, but I didn't really hammer art until I started drawing for Corazon! So he holds a special place with my art <3)

-Ivankov, somehow XD (And I don't mind it one bit, I'm here for the dramatic designs òwó)

-Lee and Bernice, obviously (they're my OP OCS, of course I draw them all the time!)

-All three ASL brothers, ironically enough. They're easy designs to do, and I love making memes of the three of them sharing a braincell, lol

I'm venturing out to other characters as well, but for the time being, these are the main ones. So while I try new art, please enjoy my Ivankov WIP from a meme template I'm making for the one piece oc peeps :3

One Piece ocs and their preferred hugs

Look it here! Here's another post that I'm putting up today! :D (I really do apologize for the lack of content from me on all of my platforms. I've recently been working on fixing things in my personal life that's been getting in the way of my posting schedule and only just today finally felt like posting again. So to make up for my absence, I'm posting art up on all of my platforms. Cara is only getting two since the third is actually a gif of Lee-)

Anyways, this post is also for my ocs. However, it's both of the pairings that I always post about here. And after seeing multiple things about the blushing memes people do with other characters, I same up with the idea to make a reference sheet for the types of hugs my ocs and their partners like to give/receive! I'll also apologize in advanced, I know that my handwriting isn't exactly the best, but I'll sum it up for each one. Basically, Heat and Lee give fairly normal hugs. Both are VERY awkward in the way of affection. Usually their hugs are short (shorter than they probably should be) and are only something they do when no one else is around. So they're very limited in those regards. Most of the time, there's no real initiative or reasoning for them. (Not to try and cheer the other up, calm them, keep them warm, etc.). It's usually whenever they're alone and one of them realizes they haven't in a while. Beyond that Heat nor Lee really need much to show they're together. They know that, and that's enough for them.

Bernice and Thatch, however, are VERY silly with their hugs. Most of the time Bernice does tend to be shy about them when around others, but Thatch usually does it around the people on the islands they stop at that try to hit on her. (He also does occasionally to try and annoy the other commanders, and most of the time it does work with Ace and Haruta. The others have learned that if they make a remark about keeping it going or something a bit more perverse, neither of the two will stay in the hug.) Thatch usually enjoys hugs from Bernice on the account of her devil fruit. Because she can turn her body into wool fluffing, she basically is like a human pillow. So of course hugging her is comforting. Bernice, however, is the unhinged of the two and enjoys these weird headlock hugs from him. She doesn't exactly know why herself, but to her they are a lot more comforting (and silly) and do a lot for when she's stressed or down.

(Also, yes. I drew Bernice's little curl as a heart here, that was on purpose >v< ) I also feel I need to point out their heights since I've never really posted them here, but their pairings are definitely odd. Lee's canon height in her info is 5'7 Heat is estimated at around 7'0 Bernice's canon height in her unreleased info is 5'9 Thatch was said to be about 6'2 in an sbs, but I'd say he's closer to 7'0/8'0. Only reason? Ace is about 6'2, Marco is about 6'8, and Thatch is usually drawn taller than the two of them. (Not including his pompadour-). However, he's shorter than Vista (Who is about Jinbe's height, and Jinbe is 9'11. Sooooo, yeah-)

I can't believe that I have this posted EVERYWHERE, and even have this sat as my profile picture here, but never made an official post on it! :0 Well, better late than never I guess, lol. Anyways, jumping right in, this little gremlin right here is Bernice. While she made look like she's sweet and cutesy and very she/nervous (which she really can be at times) she is actually a revolutionary and ally to Whitebeard's crew. You'll learn about her more as I post her introduction comic, but yeah. (Also, yes, eventually she does pick one group over the other, but not willingly. due to certain...circumstances, she actually resigns her position with one of the two and does try to game over someone over what happened. Not saying who she leaves or who she decides to take on, but it definitely isn't what you'd be expecting. Lol.) But yeah, Take this gremlin for now. Dudes, we need more oc with plain hair colors/brown hair colors and actually beauty blemishes. Ocs with brown hair are SEVERELY underrated, but ocs with multiple little moles/accurate freckles are even MORE disgustingly underrated. The same with female ocs with short hair- (This is my far cry for you peeps that have ocs with any of these things to tag me in them, lol. Or even just tag me in them in general, I need new artists to follow on here XD)

Here's part two for the concept designs! Up next we have Kimchi! (Or seagull boy as most of the crew nicknamed him.) You would think with a group of adults, at least one of them would be the navigator? But actually, no. This little rascal is the crew's navigator. While most people have to use a log pose, surprisingly Kimchi has a strong intuition and can usually lead the crew where they need to be without using a compass or map. None of the crew ever could figure out how he was able to navigate the sea, but according to his own account, he had been on the sea for three years alone before they found him. And speaking of finding, that's actually a funny story. At the time that they found him, Kimchi was on a makeshift raft in the middle of the ocean. The only reason they had ever taken him aboard was due to the fact that he was trying to catch a seagull to eat- hence the nickname 'seagull boy'. At the time that they found him, Kimchi was 11. This boy is an absolute riot to be around. He takes his role as a pirate 'very' seriously and will refuse to spill the beans about anything...unless, you know, you bribe him with a snickerdoodle or cinnamon roll. (or any cinnamon sweets for that matter-) Most of the time, just to mess with Woton or Ahiru and Shiro, Kimchi will usually take their belongings and hide them under his 'wizard hat' just to cause trouble at times...yes, the giant safety cone he has on is a wizard hat to him, do not try to reason with the boy, lol. The two little plush he has in the front pocket of his outfit are gifts from both Lee and Willow. While he may not say it, they do mean the world to him. (But he can't let people go thinking he enjoys something from two icky girls, now can he?)

I second this notion, THEY NEED MORE CONTENT- >:3

(also, THIS, I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS LMAO)

We need more Izou and Thatch content !!

I love them

I did a thing, and apparently Rakuyo has become my new favorite to draw next to Heat.

LOOK AT THIS MAN, DUDE-

ACK- HIS HAIR IS SO FUN!!!

I did a doodle of Heat next to him because I will never get off of being a simp for him XD

Their moods are polar opposites, ones a certified yapper while the other is just done and is a hop skip and jump away from shoving his boot in his mouth, lol.

I also did a few doodles of a couple other members of Whitebeard's crew, but I'm honestly not all too happy with them. Keep in mind, they are the first time I've drawn them, so these are kind of my WIP interpretations of them for my artstyle :3

The last little chick is actually irl me. I drew these a couple of weeks ago when I was sick and that's how I decided to cope, lol.

So... Look... I know it will never happen.... but...

Megahouse? Ol' buddy, ol' pal?

🥺🤲🏻

For me? Please? Love you long time 😗🫶🏻

You know I would drop big money for this man 🥹

Ngl, I'm am FURIOUS that Quincey does not have more art for her. LOOK AT THIS,LOOK AT HER! THIS IS PEAK CHARACTER DESIGN AND YOU CAN'T CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE!! In other news, I finally remembered to draw Heat with his vine tattoos :D ...Yes, this is how I draw Heat, shush. He looks cool like this, lol.