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Wanna make another...
Dis one for me little Belga.
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Given a tiny that has no fuckin clue the danger they're in.
Like, you'd have to spell it out for this tiny that "you are in the hands of a giant and are about to get eaten" kinda stupid. But, hey, that just, somehow, makes them just that much more appealing to keep around for a little while.
Carry them around in your hand as they babble on and on about all they've managed to 'borrow' from you. Just give em a minute to let them realize just how deep of shit they've put themselves in when they spill ALL of it.
Cause they don't know when to stop. They're like a cat. "You're not a giant, deadly creature that could kill me with a singe finger. You're just a big tiny!"
And that's when they aren't just completely enraptured by the things around him that he couldn't dream of passing by with the speed your moving at while just walking.
That's all they're worried about.
You could have this tiny in your mouth and they'd just be gushing about how cool and sharp your teeth look.
Make a little experiment out of it.
Swallow them.
See if they figure out just how easily they could have died there if you didn't send them to your storage just then.
And don't mistake this for trust!
This is pure stupidity, my friend.
Don't even get me started on the fact they'd actually try to fight you if they got upset at something you said. You think they're joking?
Try again.
This bitch has no sense of self-preservation nor do they even know what it means to. To them, they're getting ready to square up with a person who was an idiot. Not them.
Watch the cogs slowly turn in their head when they realize they're trying to fight someone who's fist is the size of them.
And when they realize, do they backtrack? Try to save themselves?
Hell no! This just makes it more fun! More challenging!
Hang on... hear him out
unhinged caffeinated koby let him cook
What tf would happen if Luffy was a girl? Like honestly, I'm curious? I mean, one piece would be different?
I want someone to send a letter to Oda so he could answer in the SBS so I could see what he said, but any ideas or anything u can say it :3
Yeah so have a good day!! :D
I Will Carry You On My Shoulders To The End Of The Road — Part IV: DELIGHT
Benn stumbled as the ground gave way beneath his feet.
He bounced and bounced and bounced—
The ground rippled with each jump Luffy made with a powerful and regular hum, as if the heart of the planet itself was vibrating with Benn. The trees stretched infinitely to the sky as Luffy pulled on them and tied them in a knot. Luffy took Shanks' hand and jumped high into the night followed by Shanks' laughter, picking up a star and offering it to Benn with a proud smile.
(Luffy had the same smile as a kid when he offered flowers or seashells to Makino, when he showed Shanks his new drawing.)
Benn could barely keep up with Luffy. He was laughing in his ear one second and running on the surface of the water the next. Elusive and free. Benn had never been happier.
shanks playing guitar at night, luffy asleep on his lap. the sun on his skin as the crew napped on deck. a heart beating steadily like a drum.
Dum-dum. Dum-dum. Dum-dum.
“So? What do you think?” Luffy asked, dissolving into a burst of laughter.
Luffy slowed down for a minute, grabbing Shanks and Benn's hand and jumping. Benn jumped with him, as if on the surface of a trampoline. A childish game. Shanks' eyes were filled with mirth, making them almost seem like gold in the dim light.
With a deep sigh, Shanks let himself fall backwards, his fall cushioned by the elasticity of the ground. Luffy followed him, falling in a pile on top of him. With an amused smile, Benn lay down next to them, his gaze directed towards the stars. In his hand, Luffy's "star" cooled, turning back into a pebble eternally polished by the waves.
There were tears of joy at the corners of his eyes, a sort of blissful drowsiness taking hold of him. As if he had laughed for a decade and more.
“We're proud of you, Anchor,” Shanks said softly, his hand passing over Luffy's shoulders to pull him back against him. “You’re all grown up.”
I Will Carry You On My Shoulders To The End Of The Road — PART III: DREAMS
"Beckman?" Luffy asked weakly, his voice stuck in his throat.
"I'm here, kid," Beckman replied, relief relaxing his entire body. "I'm here."
Luffy clutched at Beckman’s shirt, his shaking hand clenched into a fist around the fabric and refusing to let go. Tears pricked Luffy’s eyes and his lips trembled. “I didn’t cry, I promise.”
“I saw that,” Beckman smiled, closing his arm around Luffy, enveloping him in an embrace. “But you can cry if you want to, especially if it hurts.”
“Good,” Luffy said shakily, tears streaming down his cheeks freely, “because it really hurts.”
“I know, you were very brave. How about we go back to Makino now?” Beckman asked, gently running his hand over Luffy’s back. “She’s very worried about you.”
Luffy nodded wordlessly and Beckman helped him onto his back, his head immediately coming to rest on his shoulder. Beckman set off, his stride long and steady, as Luffy wrapped his hands around his neck to keep from falling. The breeze blew gently, turning the large blades of the windmills along the path to the village.
In the distance, the sun disappeared behind the ocean horizon in a green flash, the moon already rising to take its place. For a moment, only the sound of Beckman's footsteps and Luffy's occasional sniffles broke the natural stillness of the night, a comfortable silence stretching between them. Luffy was not a silent child by any means but to those who knew how to listen, his silence spoke as much as his words.
Luffy leaned against Beckman, exhaustion seeping heavily into his bones and Beckman let him. The rock the waves came to rest on.
“Shanks is stupid,” Luffy finally said, his voice muffled by Beckman’s shirt.
Beckman chuckled, the vibrations of his laughter making Luffy laugh as well, albeit faintly. Well, it was a start.
“Nothing new here. But you know he cares a lot about you, right?”
Beckman felt Luffy nod, and even without seeing him, he could imagine Luffy puffing his cheeks in protest.
“It’s a lot of work being the captain,” Beckman continued. “So if you can, you should forgive Shanks for being stupid sometimes.”
“Why doesn’t he want me to come with you guys?” Luffy protested in a whiny voice. “I know I can’t swim, but I’ve been learning how to fight.”
Beckman hesitated for a moment, weighing his words in his head. Luffy, through his kid’s eyes, only saw the childish stubbornness that Shanks projected. And he was right in a way, but Beckman was the one who had found Shanks after Loguetown. He knew his captain.
But Beckman had been Shanks' protector for almost a decade, and that included his secrets. It was up to Shanks to decide what he shared with whom he wanted.
"Captain has his reasons," Beckman said instead. "And maybe he'll explain them to you one day, but for now, try to tell yourself that he wants the best for you."
"It's not easy when he spends his time making fun of me," Luffy retorted petulantly, before repeating. "Shanks is stupid."
"You'll just have to show him what he's missing by becoming a better captain than him when you grow up," Beckman replied amused.
They finally reached the first houses on the edge of the village and Beckman saw Makino in the distance, sitting on the steps of the bar, waiting for them to return. Shanks was with her, his arm around her shoulders, and looked up as he felt them coming.
"I'm going to!" Luffy declared loudly, straightening up and almost falling. "I'm going to become the Pirate King!"
"That's the spirit," Beckman complimented him.
I'm in my Parent Benn Beckman Feels Era right now, so expect a fic in the next few days with lots of fluff and also lots of angst because I'm apparently incapable of writing anything else.
Luffy nodded, looking determined, and walked towards the sea, his bare feet leaving footprints in the sand behind him. Makino straightened up, clasping her hands under her chin and watching him go with a smile on her face. She looked immeasurably proud of him, a sort of parental pride reflected on his own face. Which was odd considering he had only known the kid for a few months.
But Luffy stopped a few meters from the sea, the waves lapping at his ankles making him take a step back. Beckman's eyebrows furrowed in incomprehension and even Shanks lost his stupid smile.
"What's going on, Anchor?" Shanks called, his hands cupped around his mouth to make his voice carry. "Are you afraid of the water?"
"No!" Luffy replied, his voice quivering.
Makino stepped forward but Beckman stopped her with a hand on her arm. He joined Luffy in a few strides, tossing his weapon to Shanks and leaving his shoes behind him in the sand before crouching down next to Luffy.
Beckman had never seen Luffy cry, or maybe he had never heard him cry.
Tears silently ran down Luffy's cheeks and Beckman's heart broke like it had never done before. Luffy was a happy, loud, radiant, sunny child—almost painfully so at times.
"Hey Luffy, what's wrong?" Beckman asked softly, running his hand down Luffy's back.
Beckman wasn't soft, he was a pirate and a criminal for even longer before he set sail. He had the blood of dozens of people on his hands—sinners and saints alike. And he didn't even like kids!
And yet, he was the one who had bought the t-shirt Luffy was wearing today, navy blue and white with an anchor on the back. He had spent entire afternoons coloring with Luffy in Makino's kitchen, building huts and pirate ships with him.
Beckman didn't like kids but somehow, Luffy became his kid. And that changed everything.
“Hey Lulu, I'm sorry it took me so long to come back,” Sabo, Fake-Sabo, Sabo said softly, all the affection in the world hidden in his words.
And suddenly Ace was ten years old again and he and Sabo were coming home from a hunt in the forest without Luffy and Luffy was crying because he thought they had abandoned him and Sabo was consoling him with kind words Ace wasn't capable of and all was right in the world.
The room was silent, everyone stared at Luffy and Sabo/Fake-Sabo, trusting Luffy's judgment.
“It doesn't matter, you're back” Luffy replied, taking Sabo in his arms and smiling like the idiot he was.
Sabo, still chained, patted him awkwardly on the shoulder, his arm bent like a T-Rex.
“I'm back,” Sabo said and his words sounded like a promise.
“Forgive my vocabulary but what the fuck ?” Trafalgar asked, his sleeve still smoking. If he didn't want to kill Ace before, he definitely did now. Ace cowered before his glare.
“Ace, Ace, look, Sabo is still alive!” Luffy exclaimed, turning to Ace.
Ace approached Sabo cautiously, like someone would approach a wounded animal or a disappearing mirage. Only, he didn't know which of them was which. When he was close enough, Ace reached out his hand towards Sabo. Like a mirror reflection, Sabo copied his gesture until their fingers were only millimeters apart. Time stood still for a moment as Ace held his breath.
It was Sabo who took the first step towards, Ace making the first contact. Their fingers intertwined, hesitantly at first. He could feel the warmth of Sabo's hand under his leather gloves, surprising Ace who was expecting the cold touch of a ghost. It didn't take less for Ace to throw himself into Sabo's arms, crushing Luffy between them. Sabo staggered under the weight, and collapsed to the ground, his brothers in his arms. The red-haired woman took a step to the side to avoid being swept away with them.
Sabo was there, Sabo was really there.
Ace buried his face in Sabo's shoulder, covering his shirt with tears. Sabo laughed, still in disbelief, and the vibrations of his laughter resonated through Ace, warming his core all the way to his toes. Stuck between the two of them, Luffy stretched out his arms and wrapped them around his brothers, pulling them even closer to him. A missing part of him came together, completing a puzzle whose pieces he thought he had lost.
“Okay, can someone explain to me what's going on?” asked Trafalgar.
“I don't care, yesterday I had no brothers and today I have two,” said Luffy. “Ace and Sabo are there, that's all that matters to me.”
“I give up, you can all die for all I care. It doesn't concern me anymore,” declared Trafalgar, throwing his hands in the air, as he left the room.
At The Dawn of Time, ASL Reunion
DAY 5: If My Pain Will Stretch That Far
Luffy can stretch and stretch, but he can't escape his pain.
I have a lot of Marineford-related stories for this Whumptober because I stil haven't gotten over it. And that prompt screamed Luffy, "if my pain can stretch that far", "stretch"? That's totally Luffy. Also I know one of the prompt is sunburn but you can also take it as "sun burn". Luffy, the analogy of the sun, burned by Akainu. I think I'm hilarious. Fandom: One Piece "Character(s) : Monkey D. Luffy Words Count: 1,350 Trigger Warnings: - Blood and Injury - Description of Scars - Past Death - Self-Harm (Luffy claws at his scar until it bleeds and reopens) - Suicidal Thoughts No. 5: SUNBURN Healing Salve | Heatstroke | "If my pain will stretch that far." (Lottery Winners, Burning House)
Some mornings, Luffy woke up with no pain, as if the weight of war had never touched his shoulders. Others—like today—he felt like lava was flowing through his veins and every breath was like swallowing hot coals. Everything hurt to the touch, as if shards of glass were stuck under his skin.
Luffy was pulled from his nightmare-filled sleep ( thank you for loving me! ) by a coughing fit, choking on ash and blood. His lungs burned, a raging inferno spreading through his body. His skin was raw, every nerve ending exposed, and the hand rubbing his back, trying to help, was agony.
Luffy felt like he would never be able to breathe again. After what seemed like an eternity (you know what’s the funny thing about time? it stretches out), Luffy managed, slowly and painfully, to catch his breath. He was prostrate on the ground, the tears on his cheeks like molten gold.
“Luffy-kun? Luffy-kun?”
His senses slowly returned to him: hearing (Rayleigh calling his name worriedly), sight (the sun above his head, burning, burning, burning), taste (blood and dirt on his tongue), smell (smoke and rotting corpses), and touch (everything hurt).
Luffy threw up, barely avoiding Rayleigh's feet.
Luffy lay down in the grass, arms and legs spread like a cross (was there a cross on Ace's grave?) and caught his breath, forcing air into his body despite the pain. Why did even breathing hurt? Luffy wanted to scream but it would hurt too.
Luffy didn't want to hurt anymore.
“Luffy-kun, can I touch your arm?” Rayleigh asked cautiously.
Luffy wanted to say no. Luffy didn't want anyone to touch him anymore.
(Ace had held him in his arms and Ace was dead.)
“Okay,” Luffy replied, his voice hoarse and broken.
Rayleigh gently grabbed his arm and helped Luffy sit up. Luffy rested his head on Rayleigh’s shoulder, the wind a blessing on his sweaty skin. Rayleigh handed him a canteen, metallic and cold under his fingers.
“Drink slowly,” Rayleigh advised.
Luffy’s arms shook with fatigue as he brought the canteen to his cracked lips. Water spilled down his chin and down his neck to his torso where his scar pulsed and burned. Listening to Rayleigh’s advice, Luffy drank slowly, washing away the blood and dirt in his mouth. Luffy hadn’t realized until then how dry his throat was. No wonder he was having trouble breathing.
(It reminded him of the deserts of Alabasta, dunes and golden sand as far as the eye could see. Ace was still alive at that moment, his crew still with him.)
"We should take a break from training today," Rayleigh suggested. "You're not in shape."
"No," Luffy protested, turning abruptly to Rayleigh. "I have to get stronger."
Luffy couldn't stop now. His friends were counting on him to get stronger. He couldn't stay weak, unable to protect the people he cared about. He couldn't lose someone again.
Luffy's vision blurred as his head spun until he couldn't tell which was up from which. Rayleigh caught him before he fell, stopping him from hitting his head hard on the ground.
"Rest today and we'll start training again tomorrow," Rayleigh said softly as he helped Luffy lie down properly.
But Luffy didn't want to sleep, because when he slept, nothing stopped his mind from taking him back to Marineford, to the screams of the dying, and to Ace's heart in his hands. When Luffy wasn't paying attention, he could still see Ace's blood on his hands.
"I don't want to—”
I don't want to be alone.
Luffy was sure he hadn't said the words out loud but Rayleigh looked at him with so much understanding that he ended up doubting it.
"You can't stay like that, you're covered in sweat and dried blood. Go to the river and wash yourself and then I'll show you some stretches," Rayleigh suggested.
"Silly Rayliegh, I don't need to do any stretching, I'm already elastic," Luffy laughed weakly, tugging on his cheek to prove his point.
Rayleigh smiled affectionately, a nostalgic glint in his eyes. "Stop protesting, little monkey! Go wash yourself."
Luffy stuck his tongue out at Rayleigh who walked away laughing. Leaning on a tree, he stood up, feeling the tension in each of his muscles, and headed towards the river, avoiding the passage of the wildest animals. Luffy didn't like washing, water—even if fresh water had a lesser effect—always made him all flabby and drained him of his strength.
Luffy sat down by the river, breathing heavily, the short walk through the forest having exhausted him. He let his feet touch the surface of the water, the icy temperature almost biting against his skin. Luffy let his feet sit in the water until he couldn’t feel them anymore, until he was numb to all sensation below his knees.
When Luffy finally stood up, walking a few steps to the middle of the river, he didn’t wince when the rocks at the bottom of the water cut into his feet. Luffy watched as the flow of blood was carried away by the ebbing river.
In the reflection of the clear water, Luffy could only see the scar that marred his torso. A bloody red cross, marking the place of his defeat. The proof of his failure. Even after months, the skin around the wound was still damaged and blistered, ugly and angry.
Luffy clutched his heart tightly, wishing it was numb as well. His fingers dug into the soft skin like claws, tearing at flesh and tissue. A terrible sob squeezed his chest, begging to be let out.
He couldn't breathe.
Luffy clawed at his heart, covering his fingers in red like an animal, bent double under the weight of the pain. His blood pulsed violently in his ears all the way to his fingertips. Luffy could hear nothing else. He could still feel Ace's heartbeat between his fingers, disappearing by the second.
He couldn't stop.
His knees buckled beneath him and Luffy fell into the middle of the river. He didn't see the translucent water turn red around him as blood poured from his heart down his limbs. With his eyes closed, Luffy couldn't feel the difference between water and blood. Not when he was drowning either way.
He couldn't breathe.
Luffy wanted to rip his heart out of his chest, the barrier of his ribs insignificant in the face of his grief. Blood stuck to his skin, seeping into his pores. (The last time his hands were covered in blood, Ace was dying in his arms.) Luffy clawed and clawed, like a pirate searching for treasure. If he gave his still-beating heart to Ace, maybe Ace could stay with him.
He couldn't stop.
His vision blurred as black and white spots danced beneath his eyelids. Dimly, Luffy realized that his head was underwater. Maybe that was why he couldn't breathe. Blood seeped into his lungs as Luffy let himself be pulled along by the now crimson river current.
He couldn't breathe.
It was cool to have brothers! They lived together in the forest, hunting alligators and playing all day long. Sabo would find treasures for him in the junkyard and Ace would hold him by the shirt so Luffy wouldn't get lost.
When night fell, they would fall asleep in the treehouse they had built, their pirate flag flying proudly in the wind. No wild animal (or angry gramps) could reach them here and Luffy had never felt safer than between his two big brothers.
Even when Luffy got eaten by an alligator or drowned in the river, Ace and Sabo always came looking for him. Luffy was never alone again.
Luffy drowned alone.
.
.
.
There was a hand in his.
Marked by age, covered in scars and calluses.
For a moment, Luffy thought that Gramps was by his side. But it was ridiculous, Gramps would never hold his hand like that, gently yet forcefully. As if the person holding his hand never intended to let go.
But Gramps always left.
(Everyone always left.)
(Ace was gone.)
The hand was still there.
I want to hug Luffy. Someone hug this traumatized child!
DAY 2 : Again.
Luffy relives the worst day of his life, over and over again.
I wasn't inspired by today's prompts so I chose one of the alternatives: Time Loop. Since I didn't have time to write everything, I'll post loop by loop as I go along, instead of all at once. This story is quite hard to read (and write), so pay attention to the warnings and take care of yourself above all <3 Trigger Warnings: - Graphic Description of Violence - Blood and Injuries - Burns - Major Character Death Fandom : One Piece (Anime & Manga) Character(s) : Monkey D. Luffy Relationship(s) : Monkey D. Luffy & Portgas D. Ace Words Count : 1,548 No. 2: ALTERNATIVE Time Loop
First Loop
Luffy struggled to retrieve Ace's Vivre Card that was slipping from his fingers. It was in front of him, just inches away, and yet unreachable. He didn't really know why, but he had to retrieve that Vivre Card. It was important, it was a part of Ace. He couldn't lose it. Nothing else mattered. The outside world faded into the background around him — the screams of agony, the smell of blood and smoke, the corpses he was stepping on to escape — leaving only the small burning piece of paper in his field of vision.
(Ace had been burned by Akainu. His big brother, the one who always walked two steps ahead of him, unreachable and strong , the living embodiment of fire, had been burned . Sabo had died in the flames of an explosion. Luffy had forgotten it, but big brothers could burn too.)
Luffy's hand finally closed around Ace's Vivre Card and the panic that clouded his mind subdued. He had succeeded, Ace wouldn't leave him.
He had promised.
“You won't leave here alive!”
Luffy looked up and met Ace's desperate gaze. Why was Ace looking at him like that? He should be happy, Luffy had his Vivre Card back.
“Luffy!”
The flaming fist of Absolute Justice charged at him, invading his field of vision until all he could see was flames — stories whispered by a campfire, the burn of the Grey Terminal fire on his skin, Ace's arm around his shoulders in the middle of winter — and bloody red.
Oh.
Luffy wanted to move, should have moved, but he couldn't. The world was so fast when he was so slow, exhaustion slowing all his movements to the very core of his bones.
(If his crew was there, he could have rested for five minutes before going back into battle, but Luffy was alone .)
Suddenly, without Luffy understanding what was happening — he was so tired — Ace was in front of him, smiling sadly. Luffy's eyes widened in horror as he noticed the fist through Ace's body. The smell of burning flesh hit him in the face and Ace vomited blood, a retch shaking his entire body.
Akainu stepped back, removing his fist from Ace's body carelessly, Ace's guts falling to the ground, bloody and steaming. There was a hole in Ace's torso, where his lungs should have been. The skin around the wound was burned raw, sizzling with blisters and peeling away to the bone. And amidst the mess of ruined and damaged flesh, hidden behind his broken ribs, his brother's still beating heart.
Thud, thud, thud.
Luffy focused on Ace's fading heartbeat, clinging to his brother's last breath of life. Ace wasn't dead yet! Luffy could still save him. Luffy remembered yelling at Akainu who was raising his fist once more to finish Ace off, but he didn't remember Jinbei and Ace's friends intervening.
Everything vanished when Ace fell to his knees in Luffy's arms. Luffy caught him, his hand red, red, red when he looked at it after touching Ace's back. Luffy placed his hand on the wound, trying to stop the endless bleeding. Ace slid into Luffy's arms, his head falling onto his shoulder, and Luffy tightened his grip around Ace, refusing to let him go.
"I'm sorry, Luffy," Ace struggled to say, choking. "I'm so sorry, I stopped you from saving me properly. Forgive me.”
Ace was breathing heavily, just talking, draining him of his meager strength. Blood was dripping down Luffy's shoulder in large drops.
"What are you talking about? Stop talking nonsense!"
Ace wasn't dying, Luffy could still feel his heart beating between his fingers. Ace wasn't dying. He couldn't die. He had promised. He couldn't die.
"Someone!" Luffy begged, screaming until his vocal cords broke, feeling the heat leave Ace's body. “Heal his wounds! Save Ace!”
Luffy didn't like the cold. Cold meant being alone in the night, cold meant an empty place in the treehouse. Cold meant Death.
"Luffy stop," Ace said weakly. "My time has come. He burned me from the inside out, I won't make it this time.”
And Ace was never weak. He was bold and brash and mean at times, a raging fire. Never weak, always strong. Ace was the reason Luffy survived Sabo's death. Because Ace was strong where Luffy wasn't, learning to be kind and caring for Luffy.
Ace was strong .
Luffy wasn't.
“No! You promised”! Luffy refused, understanding what his big brother meant. “You told me Ace, right? You said you wouldn't die!”
Because Ace was strong but he was also stupid. He forgot obvious things sometimes and Luffy had to remind him. Like the fact that Luffy loved him. But if Luffy reminded him of his promise, then maybe Ace wouldn't die.
“You promised,” Luffy stopped himself from sobbing. Ace didn't like whiners.
“You know, if it wasn't for Sabo, if I didn't have a little brother like you to watch over. I wouldn't have wanted to live.” Luffy's heart clenched painfully in his chest. “No one wanted me after all. So it's completely normal.”
Ace clung to Luffy like a lifeline, as if Luffy was the only thing keeping him alive. Luffy was terrified that he wouldn’t be enough to keep Ace alive for a little longer.
“Oh right, if you ever run into Dadan again, could you say goodbye for me?” Ace laughed softly, his laughter cut off by a coughing fit. “It’s strange, now that I’m about to die, I feel like I miss her.”
Ace’s breath was labored, his voice hoarse. And Luffy didn’t dare look — because if he did, he’d have to face his big brother’s dying face — but he was pretty sure Ace was crying, his shoulders shaking with silent sobs.
“I only have one regret, and that’s not seeing your dream come true. But I know you, you’ll get there, that’s for sure.” Ace and Sabo had been among the first to hear his dream, among the first to believe in him. “You're my brother after all.”
Luffy had two brothers. One had been dead for over ten years, the other was dying in his arms. Who was going to believe in his dreams now?
And yet Luffy couldn't do anything. He was frozen, afraid that the slightest movement would make things worse. The only thing he could do was hold his brother in his arms as he died, hoping that Ace would feel all the love Luffy had for him.
Ace was loved. He had to know that, right ?
"As we promised each other back then, I have no regrets about the life I led."
This time, Luffy couldn't help but protest. This wasn't how it was going to end. It couldn't be.
(Ace's heartbeat was getting slower and slower, more and more rare.)
"No, you're lying!"
"No, it's true!" Ace insisted, his fingers digging painfully into Luffy's shoulder with a surprising strength for a dead man. “It seems that what I always wanted in the end wasn't fame or glory. But just the answer to my question. Why did I come into this world? "
Ace had always been haunted by his past, by the past of those who had come before him, that of his parents. But Luffy didn't live in the past, he didn't care who Ace's father was. What mattered was the present, what mattered was that Ace was Luffy 's brother.
Ace was Ace and that was all that mattered. Ace had always been enough.
"Luffy, I want you to listen to what I have to say and tell the others afterwards," Luffy knew at that moment that his brother's words would be his last. He wasn't ready for that. “Even though I've been a good-for-nothing my whole life, even though I carry the blood of a demon.”
The fighting raged around them and yet it had never been interrupted. Ace's family fought to give them one last moment, one last hug.
"Thank you for loving me!"
Crying, Ace formed a smile on his lips for the last time. Ace collapsed in Luffy's arms, his hand falling from Luffy's neck where Ace had clung to during his final moments, leaving a trail of blood along Luffy's cheek.
Ace fell to the ground, alive one moment, dead the next, and Luffy screamed out all his pain and sorrow, inaudible amidst the horrors of war. Ace was dead.
Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead.
Ace was dead.
Ace.
Was.
Dead.
Ace was dead.
Years of memories flashed through Luffy's mind in a split second - all ending with the same tragic phrase "thank you for loving me", all ending with Ace's death - shattering his psyche to the last piece.
They were always meant to end up here - Ace, dead and Luffy, helpless - there was nothing Luffy could have done to change things.
“ACE!!!”
In the end, when the darkness reached out to him, Luffy welcomed it willingly. Luffy fell into nothingness, hoping to never come out. Not if it meant living in a world alone.
Click. Again .
Three One Piece story ideas I might (or might not) write someday:
- The Faces I See In My Sleep: Ever since he was taken in by the Revolutionary Army, Sabo draws the same two faces over and over again without ever knowing their names. A little boy who smiles like the sun and another with stormy eyes and freckles like stars. And when Portgas D. Ace makes his debut on the high seas, Sabo can't help but notice the similarities between his wanted poster and the boy in his drawings.
- Pieces of Me: Nami had spent more than half her life serving Arlong. Arlong had stolen her mother, her childhood, and her freedom. He had taken everything from her. Her maps, her time, her hope, and her blood. Little by little, he had ripped away essential pieces of her, leaving behind only a broken, empty shell, just functional enough to be useful to him. But with the help of her crew, Nami becomes whole again, regaining the pieces of herself that Arlong stole from her.
- My Father Is The Worst Man Alive (And I’m His Favorite Daughter): After touring Wano, Yamato sets sail to see the world. His first stop: the grave of the friend he never got to know, the only person in the world who could understand the burden of being born of a monster, the pirate who gave him his first taste of freedom. Portgas D. Ace. It's been years since Yamato saw his vivre card go up in flames, but better late than never.
If this is something you would like to read, please let me know so I can motivate myself to write it. And if this is something you would like to write, please let me know so I can read it!
CHRISTMASSSSS!!!!!!!!
doodle ver the stinky clown guy did under the cut
Historically accurate depiction of me being charmed by one piece.
I need to post more often lmao
Doodles 🙌 mostly of Luffy. And some other guy that for sure isn't me.
Luffy's dream theory
I want to take advantage of this post to open a debate (if anyone is interested) about Luffy's dream. You know he told it to his brothers, Shanks and his crew recently but we didn't hear.
So there are my theories:
The first is he wants to make a party with the worldwide. I know it's the most shared theory but I think it fits Luffy as well: he likes party and it brings joy, fun, freedom, and, mainly, this is what brings together. I won't be surprised if, in the end, when everyone find again freedom, they celebrate it.
The second was my first impression (I dropped it for the first one but I want to share it): I think his dream has a link with Joyboy/Nika. Why? Because, in Oden's backstory where he shares a drink with Whitebeard and Roger, after he finished to tell his dream; Whitebeard said : "it's just a childish legend!". In the moment, I thought about Norland's story, and I find it matches the First Joyboy as a legend as well. If this is the case, so, when he would discover he is Joyboy, it will be the biggest surprise.
They’re in love your honor ⚔️👒
Luffy 100% cannot skate without devil fruit powers..
Captain and first mate? Just kiss already 🙄
Slippery slope part 2 (Zolu) 👒⚔️
Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/anirexxic/763555007556714496/slippery-slope-part-1-zolu-part-2
a collab between my sister, her fiancée, and I!!! :D (creds for sabo go to @maguswagus on tik tok!! pls check her out, she's so talented) (the luffy artist, unfortunately, does NOT have an art acct <///3)
HURRY!!! TAKE THIS LAZY ASS DOODLE WHILE ITS STILL CHRISTMAS!!!
Captains and First Mates vs. mistletoe >:D
Is this account just for random idea dumps most if not all the time Luffy? Yeah listen my notes apps just ain’t doin it for me my brain can fit so many au ideas
Anyways the idea of Nika being an antagonist typa character is one of my favorite ideas, my interpretation of villain Nika is him having a screwed idea of what true freedom means
Like he would think you cannot have true freedom if you have anything “holding you down” emotions, friendships and any other attachment, this apathetic way of thinking being caused by the fact he is a god having a very hard time understanding things the way a mortal can.
I could see a villain Nika being a foil to Luffy’s “you can’t do anything alone” way of thinking
Anyways my monthly Op au raving session over
I remember drawing an elf luffy for a straw page once, and I can’t help but think an elf luffy au would be so cool because of the angst opportunity’s
He loves the people around him so much, so image Luffy of all people having to watch as his friends and family die slowly without him.
This needs to happen at some point, maybe when I stop procrastinating.
WHATTT FAE LUFFY!?
This is fanart of a fanfic named incomplete combustion (link https://archiveofourown.org/works/62388874/chapters/159716662?view_adult=true
https://archiveofourown.org/works/62388874/chapters/159716662?view_adult=true )
Made by patrichor, please go check it out it’s a fae asl au (in the pov of Sabo) that’s a fun read.
You don’t really get to see modern Fae Luffy in this au so I just had to draw what I think he’d look like, I’ll maybe draw more fanart of this au in future because its consuming my brain and I want to make some Sabo art at some point lmao.
(Luffy’s design references sheet)
Me nerding about it:
I wanted to give him that fae look by giving him pointed ears clear skin and those goddamn neon eyes, I also gave him some gold earrings because why have so much ear if you never pierce ears.
For his shirt I wanted to keep the red shirt but give it a more forest fantasy look, I slightly based it more on the post time skip, which takes me to the open back shirt, listen. It’s fancy it’s cool it serves let me have this please I’m just a girl.
His belt has some gold accents and bags to carry food and shiny things.
Jorts. Jorts.
I gave him longer sandals simply because that’s the only way on gods green earth I could see them surviving half the shit he does to them.
Au it’s based on https://www.tumblr.com/kitchup/774847258849099776/one-piece-royal-au
I kinda don’t like this, but it was either finish and post it or throw it away so here we are, anyways here’s me adding zoros plot along with this stupid little comic
Zoro: He got arrested for doing something stupid, but the gaurds were like “damn he’s good” and gave him the opportunity to get good pay and other perks working “babysitting duty” Zoro was oblivious to the devil child he was about to have to deal with, poor man.
Ide say he’s around 16-17 in this au, I made luffy pretty young so I thought why not just make everyone else a little younger and since it’s “yee olden time” their age is not so out of place.
(Heads up there will be no shipping in this au, there is no ship better than friendship.)
One piece Royal au
Credit to goofball because the idea of the crew freeloading off of luffy was something I unconsciously thought of based on their au and only realize that after I made the plot 😭
(I realized after typing everything Luffy’s reference image has a damn line that’s not supposed to be there, pretend its not there for my sanity)
👑Plot and information 🌸
Some of this was also based on epic the musical except there is no one fighting to get home, the nations tension is not because they want to marry a queen for riches, there is no queen Luffy is literally the only royal who stayed (unwilling)
Garp rather than run a kingdom like a king would, became the army’s general, man’s is almost never there because he’s too busy beating up people.
Dragons not there either, he decided to run off and fight Tyrants as a revolutionary (he needed to keep up his deadbeat streak/j).
Sabo and Ace have a little more to them, (doomed ASL fuels me)
Ace: Garp went to war with Ace’s father, and instead of killing baby Ace, throwing him off the tower and such, Garp decided to raise him as his own, since Ace was the son of an enemy king he was still bullied and he has the same complex because Ace loving his dad is not a thing that should happen.
When Ace got older he decided to leave the kingdom for the same reason he did in the original plot, to find a purpose to live,(he did hesitate leaving but Luffy encouraged him to go.)
Aces does eventually run into White-beard and others but I didn’t think that much far ahead, I’ll probably add more to Aces story in future.
Sabo: Sabo was actually an orphan child who ended up meeting Ace than Luffy, and then decided to just live with them
When Sabo got older like around 17 he learned about what Dragon was doing and traveled to find a revolutionary and to join their cause.
(He did get burned though because taking away his burn scar would be criminal, I’ll get back to that in future)
💫The kingdom and lore ☀️
Since Luffy (who is like 14-13 in this au) was the only real royal member who’s actually stayed in the damn nation, he’s usually the one that has to hear the people’s complaints, People have also tried to take advantage of the situation by trying to sway Luffy’s to make laws for them, or they want to kill him since wen he’s dead no one is left the fill the throne leaving it wide open for the taking.
This looming threat of being assisted or kidnapped never stoped the rubber bastard and he would run off all the time, he’s had to been dragged back screaming clawing and biting so much Knights have war flashbacks about that animal.
The guard’s dragging him back never stopped him from finding people who he thought was interesting and encouraging them to stay in the Castle with him so he wouldn’t be alone
I will definitely add more onto this 10000% I love the au so much, next post will be about the straw hats (and how luffy got his straw hat) with reference drawings of them and maybe a comic
The D in one piece characters names stands for disorder because there is always something wrong with those mfers.
