Still Thinking About Your Fic And How The Strawhats Were Like 'we Waited Two Years For Him, We Can Wait

He can't read

one piece saved my life man

Chapter 6 "I don't get why we have to sleep in two different rooms anyway" Luffy whines, completely oblivious to the declaration of war he just interrupted. "Can't we just all share the biggest?"

Sanji lightly slaps him upside the head. "Luffy! A lady needs her space! Though, if you ever feel lonely, my lovely, I'm more than happy to-"

"Pass!" Nami sighs and rubs her forehead. "We still got that other room with all that junk. I wanted to keep it free for an infirmary, but as long as we don't have a doctor that's a moot point I guess. How about we clear that out and you boys can figure out who bunks with whom."

"Luffy!" They all shout at the same time.

Nami lets her forehead collide with the tabletop. It would be funny if it weren't so pathetic. 

going from drawing cute anime boys to cute cartoon turtles is a learning curve

What really knocks me out is a book that, when you're all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it. That doesn't happen much, though.

— J.D. Salinger. (via. luciferifilia)

the definition of whipped

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#my fics for writing + #my art for drawing

#young like the sea for my favourite child (my current one piece wip)

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ive been neglecting zolu lately im sorry my two bbgs