The Best Thing About Zoro And Luffy To Me Is They Exist Right Beside Each Other. They Could Go Their

I find it interesting that over time, Luffy began to clearly divide the people around him into his own and others'.

The East Blue saga is different from all the others, so we don't take it into account, but the rest of the major arcs are fundamentally similar to each other and the main similarity is that there is always some character of the location who will interact with the crew.

so, the first such character is Vivi, and, in fact, everything goes as usual: acquaintance, a request for help, the way to the villain of the arc, a fight, and everyone is happy, BUT Vivi is literally the only character of the location who was accepted by the Mugiwaras into the team as an equal member (even in the pauses in the middle of the episodes, she stood among them) and who later did not become a member of the team, but retained this connection.

neither Luffy nor the rest of the team showed such willingness to accept a location character into the team, no matter how close they got (neither Connis, nor Rebecca, nor Yamato, although the situations were quite similar)

my take: Mugiwaras and Luffy in particular began to grow up long before water 7 and timeskip, this process began after the first big adventure on the grand line

let's be honest with each other yamada who speaks english this often is just like a basic queer teenager from homophobic country in eastern europe.

i love sleepy, cozy, pliant zoro. zoro blinking sleepily when sanji nudges him awake for some snacktime onigiri. zoro shuffling up behind sanji and pulling him into a hug, blearily nosing into the cook’s slender neck and snuffling his scent, head heavy on his shoulder. zoro rolling over to make room for sanji when he finally joins him for bed, letting sanji loop an arm around him and nuzzle into his sleep-warm back. zoro grunting unhappily as sanji eventually gets up to make breakfast, peppering kisses over his face in apology. sanji laughs as zoro slumps back down into the sheets, already halfway back to sleep, and turns around. but before he can move away, a warm, calloused hand encloses over his wrist and gives him a sluggish tug.

“gmornin’…”

and sanji is so overwhelmed with fondness and warmth, so endeared by his sleepy little mossball. he loves him so much.

“good morning, mosshead. you can go back to sleep.”

Ok but Dragon becoming a micro internet celebrity and gets asked to be on Thrist Tweets (is Buzzfeed run by Big News Morgans in the Modern AU? Much to think about) and he goes because he gets to plug all the important issues he’s fighting for and totally not because as filthy as the comments are they make him a little flattered (also plus he gets to do the puppy interview and he’s not passing that chance up).

“I know Crocodile can fight but can he win??” -“Yes he can, he’s very strong. You shouldn’t be fighting for people anyway.”

*picture of Dragon exiting courthouse*

“Does he do pro-bono work as in can he put bone in me 🤤🤤” - “I do in fact do pro-bono work..the regular kind.”

“Mmmfgh.” - “I don’t know what that means and I’m a little scared to say it out loud so let’s skip it huh?”

“I need to be his pretty little assistant so he can call me “good girl” when I bring him his coffee.” - “I’m pretty sure someone’s written something like that on AO3 by now. Do donate to them if you can, they’re a very important site.”

“So what are the chances he opened an OnlyFans at some point while he was retired? Asking for a friend.” - “Not zero. Sex work is work and it pays pretty damn well. Make of that what you and your friend will...”

“I just know he eats it right.” - “I’m southern, I eat a lot of things well and often.”

“I could not be the presiding judge with him in the room and still be expected to do my job correctly. Oh, you want this person to get locked up or pay a fine? Whatever you say, Daddy.” - “I mean, sweet-talking the judge and jury is the job in a nutshell, but thank you for recognizing the dangers of courtroom bias.”

“I was on jury for a divorce court case he was working, once. It was a sign from god that my man ain’t shit.” - “I would suggest couples counseling with a licensed therapist before doing anything drastic, but if your man is hard-lining against it with little to no explaination? That means he doesn’t want to work with you, and you need to get the hell outta that relationship. Speaking from personal experience.”

“Monkey D Dragon returning to the courtroom after twenty years with the meanest glow up and a face tat is wild work. Where’s my strap? I need to bend him over his own desk.” - “Did my husband write this? I feel like my husband wrote this.”

An animatic for my beloved @blackholeca and her fic Pied Piper!!

Reading the fic and being a part of the discord server and the community has been a blast, and I’ve made some really good friends. I appreciate y’all. Enjoy!

(Edit: Apparently my software messed with the timing D: )

you know i really appreciate fics in which author explores how much teachers and society fucked up bakugou by not correcting his behavior and putting a lot of pressure to become the best hero. ESPECIALLY if in the process these issues get addressed and fixed not leaving bakugou as villain or ende-whore number two.

but fics in which izuku goes absolutely feral full-on "YOU'RE TALKING SHIT ABOUT ME EXPLOSION BITCH!?" and kicks kacchan's ass hold a special place in my heart.

honestly the phrase 'watch one piece, you gonna love it' can be considered both reassurance and threat at this point

it's really funny for me when people claim that without romantic relationships you cannot possibly be happy. i have a story for this one.

so in my first year of uni i was really invested in my appearance like clothes hair a little bit of make-up all that stuff. and during that year a lot of people (and i mean A LOT) were trying to talk to me or ask for a walk or number. like i wasn't able to get home without talking to anyone. as a not really social person a wanna say that was a freaking nightmare.

you know when it changed and i could finally live peacefully? it happened when i stop putting myself together like i would die if i wasn't looking perfect and when a cut my hair.

all those people suddenly disappeared and i tell you this.

i was never happier in my life.

i CAN and WILL headcanon half of the mha characters as aroaces and neither you nor god can stop me.

me, giving paper medal with word 'aroace' on it to my favorite character: i give you the greatest honor that i have.

Cross guild romance prompt:

When S-Hawk and S-Croc are first brought to the Guild or taken in, they both bond with their adult organic counterparts. But they actually really REALLY love Buggy.

He has that energy of Safe For Children, he's actually really really good with kiddos, especially ones with trauma. He really became the kinda person he wanted and needed when he was a lil'un. Buggy really likes kids, honestly, he just doesn't interact with them much, especially lately what with his newfound notoriety. Back in the East, at least, he could go relatively under cover and set up a circus event. Now, he's got his hands tied with options.

Crocodile and Mihawk are both surprised by this but don't particularly care. So what if the clown can make balloon animals and makes the boys actually smile and laugh? He's just a clown. Clowns do that. Whatever.

It only comes to a head when, late one evening, Mihawk goes to check on the boys when he senses a strange disturbance. Buggy beat him there. The swordsman watches from the doorway as Birdie (his own seraphim, name pending, nickname in the meantime) sits on the clown's lap, rubbing tears from his eyes. Angel (Croc's seraphim, name pending, nickname in the meantime) is wrapped up against the clown's chest. The three are in the rocking chair, Buggy holding both of the boys close, comforting them with hands in hair or petting backs. And he's singing softly to them. It's a language Mihawk has never heard before, to his knowledge. Though it DOES remind him of some of the seemingly senseless babble from Shanks when he drank far too much. He stays in the shadows, watching. Observing. Memorizing.

He refuses to acknowledge the warmth in his chest as anything other than mild heartburn.

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Crocodile is faced with a similar situation but very much different. It's midday for one. And there are no tears or need for comfort involved for another.

It was a cooler day, and he'd seen hide nor hair from the clown for more than a few hours. Truly, a horrific notion.

He ends up finding Buggy in the kitchen, hair in a messy bun and wearing an apron. The kids are with him as well, in oversized aprons. All three are a mess, laughing, flour and powdered sugar on her faces, aprons, in their hair. It's chaotic. It's loud. It's... happy.

Crocodile just watches for a bit, as the boys bounce and squeal over the dark chocolate and red velvet cake they made, Buggy gently walking them through piping designs. He chuckles when they make a mistake, nudges them with his hip and calls it "avant garde", waves off any concern. He's gentle with them as he guides tiny, deceptively soft little hands in loops and designs, laying out stencils and sifting powdered sugar to make shapes. It's cavity inducing.

Especially when Angel, hair held back with a headband decorated with frogs, looks up at Buggy and asks without hesitation, "Can we take some to Father and Papa, mama Bug?"

Crocodile tenses. His eyes go wide. Has the clown been coaching them, has he been-

Then he catches sight of Buggy blushing, staring wide eyed at Angel. "What did you call me, Angie?"

"Called you mama Bug. Why?"

Buggy kneels down, smiling softly despite the visible confusion. "Why did you call me that, gumdrop?"

Birdie chips in at that point, leaning to peek over his brother's shoulder. "Because you're Mama."

Buggy giggles, tucking a loose curl back. "I meant, where did you silly sweeties learn that?"

Both boys grin brightly. "Books! And that story book you read us all the time, the one with the princes and knights and dragons! Papa is the big dragon, and Father is the king!" They both turn blinding smiles at the clown. "And you're the queen! 'Cause the queen is nice and warm and fun and smart and pretty! And the queen is the princes' mama, so you're mama. Mamas are supposed to be nice and cozy and take care of us. Like you do! So you're mama!"

Buggy sniffles, smiling so fondly, so softly, it makes something in Crocodile thump roughly. He won't put a name to it. He refuses.

When Buggy cups the boys' cheeks, presses a kiss to their foreheads, the logia user turns on his heel and walks away.

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Just. The seraphims up and deciding that the cross guild leaders are the parents and playing accidentally-on-purpose matchmakers. Mihawk and Crocodile angrily falling for the Clown because the introduction of children has opened a new face for him, a new perspective to view and they're so pissed about it. They don't even want to beat him up anymore. They lay awake at night thinking about him. They're so mad. They're feral.

The kids are just like "wow, our dads are dumb. We should help!"

Cue a series of absolutely wild shenanigans, and Buggy is just. So confused. Then so done. So tired. He needs a nap. Maybe an energy drink. Maybe both at once.

S-Hawk and S-Croco makes sense to bond with their adult counterparts or come to a mutual tolerance of each other. The seraphim children really REALLY love Buggy because he has that SAFE energy for kids. I like that headcanon that he’s really good with kiddos, indeed he became the person for children that he wanted when he was little bug.

Buggy must be scared of interacting with kids after becoming one of the Emperor of the Sea. Yeah, Buggy could be a ringmaster and other performers in a circus back in the East Blue.

Headcanon: Buggy can make the greatest balloon animals because why not?

Mihawk going to check on the boys and find Buggy beat him to it, the clown hugging them both and calming them both. Birdie and Angel (holy stars what cute nicknames, let me guess all three have to come to a decision on what S-Croco and S-Hawk’s names will truly be and the seraphims must agree on them) Then Buggy starts singing to them! Mihawk’s heart!

Love One Piece having different languages than the common one… Maybe the language that the clown is singing in the Wado’s original language! Or maybe Roger or another Roger Pirate could speak another language and that’s what Buggy is singing in? IDK

Crocodile facing a similar situation, but it’s happier and more fun because the kids and Buggy are making treats (When you wrote that Crocodile having seen Buggy more than a couple times and to Crocodile it was a horrifying notion… does that mean Crocodile was looking for Buggy!!!) That mafia boss finding Buggy in the kitchen with the children. Awwwwwwwwww

It’s chaotic fun for Buggy and the seraphims, and they are making dark chocolate and red velvet cake! That’s so fucking cute! Squealing and wanting to kick my feet in the air of how cute the imagines I see are!!! Buggy walking them through piping the best he can, telling them that their mistakes don’t matter, and the cake still looks amazing. Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

How Angel (love the headband decorated with frogs, you know that was once Buggy’s headbands or Buggy bought it for him) shocks both adults because he calls Crocodile - Father, Mihawk - Papa, and Buggy - Mama Bug! (I don't think it's only because Angel called Buggy - Mama) So, does Birdie call Mihawk - Father and Crocodile - Papa?

Crocodile thinking Buggy taught him to do that, but Buggy is as confused Crocodile is (Calling the Seraphim Gumdrop, that’s a cute nickname) Birdie agreeing with his brother about calling Buggy - Mama Bug and they learned it from books. (I read like Birdie was the one saying it, so Papa Crocodile is the big dragon, Father Mihawk being the king and Mama Buggy as the queen)

Buggy being emotional about this is so him. Crocodile’s heart thumping against his chest while Buggy is pressing a kiss on their foreheads. Going back to making the cake with Angel and Birdie as Crocodile leaves the kitchen, probably going to where Mihawk is.

Love that the seraphims are accidentally-on-purpose matchmakers and deciding the cross leaders are their parents. Love how Mihawk and Crocodile are anger that they are falling for the clown. Love that those two are lying awake and thinking about Buggy.

The kids thinking their dada are dumb and think everything will be well if they help. In the end everything was fine… but in the middle? Holy stars what did those two do? Yeah, Buggy will be needing bot an energy drink and a nap, so confused and done with what’s happening.