Crying rnnnnnnnnnnn 😭🙏
I am by no means an artist, but I occasionally like to draw here and there. All things considered, I think I outdid myself, this time. Here’s a picture of Fem Iva I drew up in the last hour!
Inspo: Frankie Fictitious 🌹
Ref pics:
I’m still no good with faces, but I’m getting way better with bodies, I think!
@bubblyluffy here you are! Your comment definitely inspired me to finally get on this project, when it was previously wasting away in the back of my brain for months, lmao.
this is so relatable
if i joined in the ace retrieval mission, they'd have to surgically remove me from his dick
“It’s 3 am now!”
🦇👻Thriller bark trio👻🦇
This is so good 😫😫
how do luffy and zoro handle you dying in their arms
aight time for angst with the one piece boys
luffy:
oh poor baby )): its reminds him a lot about what happened with ace. he’s losing someone else that is important to him. he couldn't save you. he failed. he wasn't strong enough.
luffy watched in slow motion as you fall to the ground, his eyes wide in shock. he couldn't even move, couldn't even speak. you weren't getting up. you were just laying there, motionless. your opponent, a pirate captain, was laughing. he towers over your body, a twisted smile on his face, his eyes full of glee.
in less than a second luff punched him so hard he went flying. who knows if he’s dead or not, luffy didn't care. he rushes over to you, dropping to his knees and scooping you in his arms. blood. so much blood. his body trembles, fear rising inside him. his heart beats so loud in his ears.
‘oi, (y/n), wake up! wake up!’ he begs, his voice cracking. you don't respond to him. you weren't even breathing. ‘(y/n), come on!’
this can't be happening. you shouldn't be on the ground like this, bleeding out. you should be smiling and laughing and offering him meat like always. tears blur his eyes, sliding down his cheeks. his throat constricts painfully. something was clawing up his throat.
‘chopper! chopper where are you!’ he yells out for the little reindeer, hoping that he could save you. but your body was growing cold in his arms.
why was this happening? he was supposed to be strong, he was supposed to protect everyone. so why? why did this have to happen. luffy was cracking and soon he shatters.
the thing crawling up his throat was finally set loose. a heart wrenching scream pierces the air, capturing the attention of their crew. it shook them to the core. their captain needed them. they finish up their battles and follow the sound of sobs ringing out in the air. what they find crushes them.
luffy was clutching you to his chest while he bangs his head repeatedly against the side of the building. blood runs down the side of his face and smears against the wall, but luffy doesn't care. he doesn't even register the physical pain, only the emotional wound and his shattered heart. he’s still screaming and sobbing.
zoro steps up, going over to his captain. he pulls luffy back so he stops hitting himself. luffy looks up at his first mate with teary eyes. his eyes land on chopper and he grows desperate.
‘chopper treat her, please!’ he holds out your body to him, begging him.
chopper was doing his best to hold back his tears. he shakes his head. ‘l-luffy...(y/n) is...(y/n) is...,” chopper couldn't even finish his sentence. he buries his face in robin’s leg, sobbing his heart out.
‘luffy, she’s’
‘don’t say it!’ luffy screams at zoro, cutting him off from finishing the sentence.
the crew can see the agony written all over their captain’s face it hurts them. sanji steps up this time. ‘luffy, we should take (y/n)-’
‘no!’ he holds you protectively against him, backing away from his nakama. ‘no one is taking her!’
it takes the combined efforts of zoro, sanji, and Franky to restrain luffy. he’s thrashing around, desperately trying to get you from robin who looks down at you sadly in her arms.
‘give her back! give her back!’ he wails. ‘I want her back!’
luffy soon tires himself from all the screaming and crying. zoro takes him back to the ship, everyone’s head bowed. when luffy wakes up again, he’s demanding to see you.
‘(y/n), where’s (y/n)!’
he breaks down again, holding his head and pulling at his hair. why, why did he have to go through this again? he’s going to be unstable for a while, and then he’ll be eerily quiet, and won't even eat. his crew will have to help him get back on his feet, but it won't be easy.
zoro:
“zoro!”
he whips his head around when you screamed, his eyes widening in horror as he sees the sword goes through your body. he quickly cuts down all the opponents surrounding you two and races over to you. blood was gushing from your wound and he tries to staunch the bloodflow as he’s seen chopper do, but the blood keeps pouring.
‘z-zoro...,’
‘save your breath.’ his response his curt. but he knew. zoro knew that you won't make it. he bites his lip, looking away from you. a palm rests against his cheek, gently turning his head to look at you. you're smiling. you're dying and yet you're smiling. he doesn't understand it.
‘I want to see your face,’ you whisper.
he stays with you, holding your hand against his cheek. it’s all you needed from him, just his presence. it made it easier to let go, knowing that zoro was here. and you left him with a broken heart. zoro doesn't love easy. when he loves someone, he loves them like they're his one and only. and now youre gone.
he takes in a shuddering breath, picking you up, cradling you close to his chest. he walks back to the ship where everyone agreed to meet up at. usopp was the first to notice him.
‘oi zoro what took you so long? did you get lost again? is that (y/n)-’ he freezes. ‘s-she’s bleeding.’
‘she’s dead.’ zoro says it straight, walking past his crew and going onto the ship.
he becomes much colder after your death. though it seems like he’s doing fine, he’s still napping, fighting fine, and drinking, it’s not the same. it never will be the same. he doesn't have you to nap with. he doesn't have you to train with. he doesn't have you to drink with.
he trains a lot more now. he berates himself for being weak, pushing himself more and more. more than once he fainted and chopper scolds him, but he always goes back to training. sanji had enough of his attitude and calls him out on it.
‘(y/n)-san wouldn't have wanted you to be this way!’
‘shut up!’ zoro heaves out. he couldn't bear to hear your name. he walks away.
when he drinks, he looks up at the stars at night. he doesn't believe in god or doesn't think about what's after death. but he idly wonders that if you are up there, are you watching him?
‘if you can’t nap with me anymore, at least visit me in my dreams,’ he mutters to no one, taking another swig of sake.
Pure instinct...
ONE PIECE (1999) ⚔ episode 982
a/n: okay so the picture cut off in a kinda goofy way, but i literally love the way he looks with his hair pushed back like this, he's just my little cutie ahhhhhhh 😭😭😭😭 but the pic totally inspired me for the idea of what mornings would look like when dating sanji and because im an absolute simp for this man, i'm legally obligated to write about it
a/n: also you'll have to forgive me for jumping around with all these different series, i have like 100 million ideas swarming around in my head and i just get so excited to start them all 😭😭😭 i write where my little heart wants to go 😭😭
nothing but fluff here 💗
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the sight of a blonde head with messy hair cutely sticking up in multiple directions buried into your chest is one that you have grown quite fond to open your eyes to each morning. the faint tickle of sanji's breath against your skin feels the same way as the butterflies that fill your stomach when his gorgeous blue eyes met yours.
you can't help but soak up this closeness, the warmth of the chef's presence, the feeling of his toned arms wrapped around your body, gently but firm in their grip. it's not often you wake up before the cook of the straw hat crew, so you commit every moment of seeing sanji in complete peace and relaxation to memory.
the sweet smell of his cologne and body-wash that has yet to be tainted by the lingering of cigarette smoke is one you drink in. you can't help but pull yourself deeper into his touch, running your fingers gently across the skin of his bare back in small circles, slowly moving them to his head to comb through the tangles of his bedhead.
the honeyed sound of sanji's groggy morning voice suddenly falls upon your ears. "good morning, mon amour.. did you sleep well?" and with his tired blue eyes finally finding your face, before you knew it the response "i always sleep better when you're with me." slipped out of your mouth.
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a/n: i had to physically stop myself from writing more of this fic 😭😭😭 no one loves this man the same way i do 😭😭😭😭😭
a/n: enjoyed this fic? here's my masterlist!!
halloween island
It’s 2025 and people think Zoro and Sanji hates each other like
I don’t like being near people I dislike, but maybe that’s just me 🤷♀️
They’re like brothers who are very competitive…or old married couple.
everyone please give it up for one piece's most relatable character