...I Lost Count Of How Many Parts This Is Already XD I Think It's Part Four? Key Word There: THINK. I

My last thought for tonight (and maybe until the end of the weekend when I start posting my new fanfic for here only-):

Have you ever stopped to think about how the people on the grand line fish? Like, legitimately. Obviously they have to fish in order to survive (and whatever they believe help the people that have allergies to seafood-) but it's funny to stop and think about.

Obviously they can't fly fish since everything is a part of the ocean (unless they're at a lake or pond while visiting an island). And they can't really use worms or power bait/etc., so they'd have to either use massive lures or raw meat.

And with a lot of the aquatic animals there are, you can't really use small fish as bait (for the du-gongs (hopefully I spelt this right from memory) and other animals in that category on the grand line). Even at that, sea kings probably wouldn't bite. So you'd have to use some kind of raw meat and try and fish. It's also funny to think about as well that you'd have to have both an abundance of fishing line to reach the depth that seakings and other fish would be at, as well as use as cannon ball as a weight in order to get down that far.

I guess it's not really THAT interesting unless you're into fishing, lol. (I'm not personally, but my dad is and used to teach me a lot about fishing, lol)

When I tell you guys that I haven't even finished a quarter of this project and it has made me cry so many times already- I actually started this a couple of weeks after Cavetown actually released this cover of Mine All Mine. I could've done it with the original, but I honestly love Cavetown a lot, and love this version of the song so much! Anyways, this is actually a small part of the WIP that I wanted to share with you guys before it spoiled anything else of the project. I feel like where I trimmed this to actually post the sneak peek doesn't give away much...hopefully it doesn't, since this is actually a new avenue I'm venturing down to introduce my ocs and their information/stories. But, yeah, no, this whole project has become an absolute emotional roller coaster. I'm in love with the art I'm making for a lot of the slides, but I feel like I'm purposefully hurting myself by making something THIS sad, lol.

MY SOUL WITH THIS-

THIS IS SO GOOD, WHAT?!?! :0

GOSH THEY ARE FINALLY DON E

I hope you can tell them apart!!

In order: Ace, Thatch, Vista, Marco and Izou.

These men are so unnervingly handsome.

Izou, especially, captured mine heart aesthetically. He has the face of a siren and the body of a MAN. His hair is long, black and gorgeous. He's sophisticated, creative and intelligent. I want him (the version of him in my head).

Thatch is insanely handsome. I need to draw facial hair better because he's this sexy lumberjack with thick red hair the colour of chestnuts. His friendly personality catches you off-guard and then you look down and holy shoot he's more delicious than his food!

Vista is wow bro like he's a smouldering big guy with a big chest, big thighs and a defined waist. He's strong. He's fashionable. His hairy body intrigues me. Whenever he looks at you, he's always smiling knowingly like he knows you want him.

Do I need to say more about how Marco and Ace are? How much they mean to me? God, no, we do not need to hear that. W-we d-don't KYAAA

FINALLY, A ZINE I CAN GET BEHIND!!!

Dude, the Fishman Island arc is so underrated!!

🐟ZINE ANNOUNCEMENT🐟

Calling all One Piece fish lovers—do we have a zine for you!! Introducing the One Piece Fish Folk Zine, coming out this year! Follow us to stay up-to-date.

This is a project celebrating all things fish folk within the world of One Piece. Whether that be the fish folk we see in the series OR AUs of characters reimagined as fish folk or a mix of characters interacting with fish people in some way—we want to see it all!

Find more info below ⬇

Schedule:

Mod Apps: Feb 17 - Mar 17 Results: March 21 IC: March 31 - April 21 Contributor Apps: May 5 - June 2 Results: June 13 Last Day In: June 20 Pitches Due: June 25 CI #1: July 20 CI #2: Aug 17 CI #3 Sept 21 Final: Oct 12 Rest of schedule TBD!

We only need a graphics mod! All other mod roles have been filled. Since we don't want to make a carrd that will have to be revamped when our graphics mod joins the team, we're holding off on making one until after mod apps! But feel free to DM us if you have any questions.

We have a twt/X as well!

🔗https://x.com/opfishfolkzine

No thoughts, only my Miku sona

Heatsune Miku needs to be a thing

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.’

Do you guys have any writing suggestions for a OP fanfic?

I have a couple of stories that I'm posting on Ko-fi, (and I'm trying to figure out AO3 so I can actually upload there, too-) and can't use those plots, and I'm debating on even still working on the winter one shot, but outside of that, I'd like to have an actual story to upload here on the back burner.

I am open to anything, so long as it's not smut right out of the gate. (I'm a sucker for stories with build up, and with how I write, I love paying mind to EVERY detail, so it would have to be an idea I'd be writing on for a while :3)

The one going up on Ko-fi is one that involves cats and getting sucked into the OP universe, and my irl book I'm writing basically is a kid's chapter book, so that involves a school kind of theme (yes. I actually am trying to publish a book. I'm probably going to also be using my Ko-fi to post teaser bits of that story up there to help kind of give it traction-)

Anyways, my point is that I'd like some kind of idea. Ok, I HAVE ideas, I have a whole catalog of them, but my question is if I should just bite the bullet and start writing one to upload here, or if you guys had a preference.

(I have to clarify that the reason I ask is simply for one reason: if you peeps leave it up to me, I'm gonna write an CC x reader where the reader is either insanely strong/buff/more body inclusive that matches my own head canons, or a normie damsel-in-distress. I have no happy medium XD)

THISS-

So I'm watching One piece right now and just about finished the Dressrosa Arc when a thought popped into my head. Ace has been dead for two years and Doflamingo got a hold of the flame flame fruit. But Corazon has been dead for thirteen years and no one has found the calm calm fruit yet. So I was thinking what if Corazon had somehow survived but everyone thinks he is dead. It would explain why Law hasn't found the calm calm fruit or met anyone with it's power.

Once again, here I am randomly appearing out of the abyss to give you all a heads up:

I'll be going through to try and clean my account up a bit since I post a bunch of random stuff (I'll also stop being a wuss and finally post my Fem! Thatch cosplay because I've sat on it for two weeks nervous no one would actually like it-)

Uh, things you need to know and why it might affect you!

-Appraise love will be out on hold for a bit. (DON'T BLAME ME, BLAME MOUTHWASHING FOR COMING ACROSS MY RECOMMENDED FEED ON YOUTUBE. THE FANDOM CURRENTLY HAS ME IN A CHOKEHOLD-) Outside of that, I'm also sorting a few things out irl, so I haven't really had much time to really write, or revise what I've written. (The next chapter's done, I just need to finish revising it to make longer-)

-my gaming content will also be put on a major hold. The gameplay recording I made for 'Do not take this car home' ended up getting messed up, so now I have to redo a whole new recording for it ;v; (which I'm not really mad about. Loved playing the first half of the game once, I'll love doing it again, AND actually tweak the audio problems I had the first time! :3)

-My cosplay content will also be put on a major hold. As of currently, I'm working on my Monet cosplay (One piece Monet, I feel I need to clarify that, lol-) and that is...very tedious to say the least-

-I am playing a lot more vr games as of lately. I feel I don't mention this a lot on any of my platforms, but I don't really have friends. I have one I play games with, and another that I made on the personality database a while ago. But in the way of making friends to actually DO stuff with/ other people to play games...yeah, that's about where the list ends XD

But beyond that, content will be slow for the next few days. Now, please excuse me while I disappear back into the cave I've made myself. ò3ó

Actually staying true to the spam uploads, here is this 'wonderful' piece that I made earlier than the Sabo piece. I said this on my other platforms, but this was one I did as an experiment for both a sticker design, as well as coloring the line art. Needless to say, I absolutely hate this abomination of a piece. (But, I think that's just what comes with the gig of being an artist. You experiment, and 99% of them you hate before finding one you actually like, lol)