zoro as a mellowed old man brightens my day. him silently opening his arms for chopper and luffy to jump into whenever he sees them, drinking a little less alcohol because it seems to get to him a bit quicker these days. zoro who smiles so gently and so often.
zoro as an old man who just seeps appreciation and gratitude in his own quiet way; for the life he’s been blessed with, and for meeting luffy at that barren marine courtyard. zoro who’s fights with sanji have no bite behind them, insults ranging from ‘cook’ to ‘idiot cook’ like they aren’t just age-old nicknames. his eyes gently watching nami approach to hit him over the head, complaining with only softness as she scolds him, full of unending fondness. laughing with complete adoration as he watches usopp’s legs shake in fear, hoping they never have to be apart and thanking their fates that they get to be together.
old man zoro who is still quiet, gruff, and rough around the edges but gosh, so soft in the middle. he looks at luffy like he strung the stars, like he always has done, but with a sweetness only age and many decades together can bring. he reaches for him often, unashamed physical contact, just because he wishes for the closeness and loves him so much. he relishes in watching chopper grow up, terrified and gleeful on the day the strawhats noticed he’d grown taller than him. zoro who still trains, god knows he won’t stop, but when robin, jinbe and franky ask if he wants to join them on the deck, he says yes instead of continuing without pause. zoro who sits next to brook and is lulled into tranquility, hearing his soft violin and noticing the brush of brook’s blazer against him.
zoro who accomplished his goal to be the world’s greatest swordsman, and doesn’t settle (never settles), but his tenseness eases. knowing his strength is unparalleled and looking around, his crew’s strength is too. he can relax, and he naps belly up with pride each passing day.
zoro who takes more naps and complains about his muscles aching because old age lets him do that, despite the fact he’s been tired and sore since he was seventeen. mellowed old man zoro, you are perfect.
Watching Luffy scream his voice hoarse as Zoro gets eaten by that flower thing in the Baron Omatsuri movie was my ZoLu Roman Empire.
And then canon events duplicated that desperate scream with Kizaru v. Zoro at Sabaody.
Honestly, both events were traumatizing, but bless your ZoLu biases, Oda-sensei.
Also, I just LOVE that while Zoro is the crew’s strong, fierce protector, Luffy is also SO PROTECTIVE OF ZORO! We need more protective Luffy fics where he saves/spoils Zoro. Get to work, writers!!!
Oh gosh, they share the same braincell and now they sometimes smile and look the same
I mean...
zoro not having a big revelation about luffy being a god, just silently digesting the information and realising that oh, this changes so little because luffy has been his god since the day he met him. all that’s different is the accuracy behind his devotion, and how everyone sees it as well as him, nothing more.
or maybe it shifts something in the air, zoro doesn’t react outwardly but a rift appears. a rift between an atheist who rejects the idea of a god and the settling knowledge that he has unknowingly worshipped one all along. and only in luffy’s refusal of the title and worship, the firm denial of becoming a ‘figure’ or a ‘hero’ does zoro continue to allow himself his unwavering faith. because luffy may never want to be a hero, but he has never minded being his crew’s saviour.
maybe he would react with pride, because luffy embodying a god was a journey. gear 5 may be nothing more than a representation of the feat of strength they have achieved through an uphill struggle. luffy has reached the level of a god, and nothing more matters than the fact he is still luffy, and he is more impressive than ever.
maybe zoro feels relief and gratitude, the first time he has ever thanked a god. because whatever luffy’s connection is to nika, he is still alive as a result. that awful moment in onigashima when the world stopped spinning, fallen off its axis, but ah, the drums of liberation beat in his heart, and luffy is okay. maybe he thanked the god that's intertwined with luffy, appreciation filling his chest.
maybe luffy becomes zoro’s god even more than before, and we see an outward reverance. maybe he acquires his own relationship with nika, who interconnects with luffy- never a follower when it comes to a god but so easily, so perfectly falling into place when following his captain. maybe he finally found his god, because his adoration for luffy would not falter in the face of anything.
i can’t wait for zoro’s reaction to nika and luffy, whatever it may be. will it be everything or nothing at all? how do you begin to predict the shock and the subsequent reaction to his captain, his lifeline, his world, being a god. it’s an incomprehensible experience, and i know whatever his reaction is will be the perfect one.
Now I want to draw a sequel where Tanjiro bought Inosuke a huge amount of food that he only wanted! If only he wasn't on the verge of death again😗
Reblogging this for myself
how to draw arms ? ?
idunno i just enjoy them
Finally watching the raid on Onigashima and my luzo brain has never been more fed. The sheer amount of times Zoro has said the word captain and jumped in behind luffy is making me dizzy lmao
happy new year eve ! ! !
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