If I was Shanks and I had given a kid a straw hat and years later learned that it meant so much to him he made it his mark I'd literally never stop crying
real wheel to wheel racing.
alex consani is so beautiful i am stealing her face for my smosh dr . you heard me.
i missed my man so i wrote this. enjoy.
⅋ . R.Z.: a perspective ⸝⸝ one piece desired reality . . .ᐟ
“In a rare moment aboard the Thousand Sunny in which Roronoa Zoro thinks of the past, he can’t help but focus on the first time he had met his captain…
He remembers how she had looked at him with her eerily blank and intensely all-seeing eyes all the way up from the wall she had climbed. He remembers how see-through he had felt, as if his not-yet-captain had seen all he had to offer her (three swords and a dream) with one, long look. And he is sure she had seen, as she has always been like that. Always understanding people with a glance, or a few throwaway words, maybe a conversation if the subject is particularly difficult (see: Nico Robin). Always seeing through the bullshit people spew because she is above it━being the type of person that values honesty and bravery ’n all.
He laughs as he thinks of the sentence “What makes you think I’d wanna play pirates with you?”. He hadn’t fooled anyone that day. He might’ve meant it at that moment, but his resolve had broken down at the words she had uttered back to him, full of the confidence that nowadays makes him weak in the knees and his chest hurt with pride and love love love and loyalty, “Oh, we won’t be playing.” that mischievous/kind/silly smile, “We’ll be the real deal!”, and “If you’re the Demon of the East, you must be strong. The future King of the Pirates needs a strong swordsman at her side, no?” and goddamn him if he ever says and lies that the flattery hadn’t made him flush a bit, and widen the cracks in his resolve. There his captain was, sweet and young in a way she hasn’t been since Marineford, convincing the infamous pirate hunter of the East Blue to join her non-existent pirate crew with nothing but her words, her big deep brown eyes, and her devastating grin, and a bit of blackmail (though she always denies that small part). He remembers telling himself that he would leave her behind after she tells him the location of his swords instead of following her into an adventure that would probably make his hair grey before reaching twenty (and he was nineteen!), and he laughs and laughs at his past self. He had (miraculously) found his way around that foul marine base and found his swords, but the bright and unforgettable presence of the girl with the straw hat and big smile was too magnetic to leave behind. He had squared up for a future of watching the back of the girl that had the sun shining out her ass and joined her in the fight against the douchebag with the axe-hand and metal jaw, called her captain, and followed her to her stolen dinghy boat to sail off on an adventure and new life he would never, ever find himself regretting.
He remembers, and he stops thinking of the past. He thinks of now. He thinks of who they are, fours years after the fact. He thinks of how there hasn’t been a single thing he wasn’t willing to do for that girl/this woman ever since that very first day. He is her determined, ambitious, dangerous, loyal first mate and her dedicated, kind, shy, soft, loving husband. She is his captain and his one love, his desires and his lust, the reason for his ambition. He has dedicated his dream of being the greatest swordsman to her, to be the worlds greatest at the right hand of the freest person in the world━the King of the Pirates, to be the protective blade for his wife to wield. And she has given him her endless love, her small and big smiles, her soft chuckles, her delighted cackles, her protection, her promises, her warmth, and a glimpse of the bright and dark side of the sun he though he could never see.”
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wrote this instead of sitting down and studying for my VERY real and VERY important final final exams. gonna shift anyway but… yeah. hahahahhaahahaha (currently having a nervous breakdown).
nevermind that…. THIS MAN LOOOOOOOOVES ME HAHAHAHAH it makes me so so so happy. i would make a proper introduction for this dr, but i genuinely don't know how i could do it better than this━by writing an outside POV drabble of the person who knows me best thinking about the day we met and how awesome-ly in love we are. if its not obvious, i have taken the place of monkey d. luffy, because i wanted zoro as my s/o but i also couldn't out-do the crazy soulmate-ish bond he and luffy have, so ta-da! I AM LUFFY (though my name, personality, backstory, yada yada yada are all altered to my liking). the dr also does not follow canon one piece because i don't want it to. it is self preservation. anyway,,,, that is enough info dumping . i'll stop here for now .
i once said that i was a seer in my golden trio reality. scratch that. i am a metamorphmagus . i’m out here shifting (ha) my shape. its SUCH a cool ability like i need to see more hp shifters that script themselves as a metamorphmagus . Like hellooooo????? you can change your appearance at will ??????? WHAT . LITERALLY WHAT
‘the slow burn will make you insane’ god forbid a woman has hobbies
Me making myself sad imagining something that most likely not gonna happen in my dr
what giving up on shifting would feel like
permashifting to feel better about myself
permashifting to feel happy
permashifting to get rid of depression
permashifting to eat anything I want
permashifting to feel better about my body
permashifting to be in a better family
permashifting to finally feel loved
permashifting to be surrounded by people who genuinely love and care for me
permashifting to spread love to everyone because I'm just so full of love
permashifting to finally be in his arms after crying for months
yeaaah sure keep fearing that they won't like you when whatever divine they pray to recites the colors of your irises in fear of being replaced. like your eyes are the only thing that is bound to unmake them.