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"Grayson."
"Hm?"
"If my father ever comes back, do you think I'm acceptable now?"
Dick turned his head so quickly, he could've broken his neck. "What?"
(Based on missveryvery's, in my opinion, amazing drawing from DeviantArt.)
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A collection of one-shots, featuring Luffy and the rest of the crew. Don't mess with the Straw Hat pirates, especially the captain. If you get in his way, watch out for the other eight.
Nakamaship. No pairings whatsoever. (Also includes SPECIAL BONUS of people besides the Straw-Hats!)
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The Straw-Hats had all been offered something that, years ago, they’d accept in a heartbeat.
But now, they have a different answer.
“Sorry," they all grinned. "But we already have a captain.”
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"Even though I told them to go away, they still stayed. They stayed and defeated Arlong for me." Nami absent-mindedly brought a hand up to her tattoo on her shoulder. "They gave me freedom from my eight years of hell."
In which Nami and Shirahoshi have a small talk about Luffy and also themselves.
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"You said it yourself, this situation is similar to Enies Lobby. There was a chance that you won't come back," Zoro gestured to Robin's whole being before adding, "and yet here you are."
SPOILER FOR THOSE WHO HAVEN'T READ CH. 800+!
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“You’re scaring me, Cook.” Zoro knits his brows in worry as he looks at the distraught and trembling mess of a person in front of him and Sanji half-laughs, half-sobs at that. Zoro shakes his head in disbelief and sighs before wrapping his arms around Sanji's smaller frame and pulling him close. “You really are one of a kind,” he whispers into his hair and feels Sanji digging his fingers into his shirt.
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- Part 12 of idiots in love (sanji and zoro are inevitable)
- Part 4 of a softer world
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07 Mar 2020
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“I don’t know how to make things right,” Sanji eventually breaks the silence and his hushed voice fills the whole room, echoing from the walls and coming back to graze him like ice. Zoro stays silent and Sanji looks at the red marks on his palms as he continues, “I just pretend that nothing ever happened and kinda… hope for the best. I don’t know to properly make things right. That’s the only way I know.” Somehow, the one-sided conversation still feels a lot more comfortable than the earlier, distant silence, so Sanji just goes on, “I suck at this,” he pauses, “You know I’m no good.”
At his last words, Zoro stirs next to him and Sanji looks up from his hands to find Zoro finally looking at him, mouth pressed into a thin line and brows furrowed. “Don’t say that,” he grows quietly. “You may be a bastard and an idiot but you’re /my/ Idiot and only I get to say this about you.” His frown deepens and he keeps his eye fixed on the blond’s face as he says, ”No one else. Not even you.”
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It was easy to forget, sometimes, that everyone in the New World was there for a reason. With how strong the Strawhats had gotten, with how strong he had gotten, the thought that they could ever be hurt, let alone defeated, crossed Zoro’s mind less and less. It was at times like these, however, when he remembered. When he couldn’t afford to forget.
Everyone in the New World was there for a reason. Everyone in the New World was there because they were powerful – powerful enough to survive the absolute insanity that came with the Grand Line. And sometimes – just sometimes – even the Strawhats were faced with a dilemma like this.
Zoro looked at his nakama, fallen apart, and wanted his captain.
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The Strawhats underestimate a group of marines, and face the consequences.
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- Part 4 of take me down easy
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17 Feb 2026
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“Sir, what should we – th-there isn’t anymore of the sedative, sir. How will we get the Vinsmoke below deck? I don’t – I don’t trust him not to–”
“I already told you, Ensign, not to worry about that. I have it all figured out.” And then Captain Jin put his gun, shiny with spit, to Sanji’s temple and pulled the trigger.
Zoro knew immediately he would never forget the way Sanji’s head jerked, or the way his whole body spasmed once before falling completely limp, the marines holding him scrambling to keep him upright. He’d never forget the way Usopp gagged, and Robin moaned, and Nami /wailed/. He knew immediately that he would never forget the hollow emptiness left behind by absolute failure, and he knew that he would never forgive himself for this.
Even when the Captain stepped forward and lifted Sanji by his hair, and revealed his head – perfectly intact, though already beginning to bruise. Even when Zoro realised their friend, his friend, was alive – he knew, in his soul, that he would never forgive himself for this.
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It was supposed to be a simple cooking contest, one that his dear lovely Nami-san wanted him to participate in. Enter, win, and earn the prize money for her and the rest of the crew.
How Sanji ended up being carried by the mosshead, covered in blood that may or may not be his, and his hand hurting like hell, he didn’t have a clue.
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20 Nov 2022
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Brook walked over to Jinbei, bowing to him. “Pardon me, Blue Duckie. I believe we haven’t been properly introduced. I am Black Broccoli. It is an honour to meet you.” He tipped his hat.
Jinbei started, staring at the skeleton for a moment before he too, gave a small bow. “Apologies Black Broccoli, for not introducing myself sooner. It is good to meet you as well.”
“Would you two hurry up?!” Zoro shouted, turning his head to look at the two.
“Of course, Green Marimo.” They both called out in unison, following Zoro.
“Marimo’s are already green!”
“Zoro-san, you are going the wrong way! It’s left! The other left!”
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“Hm?”
Sanji started awake when he felt something poking and resting on his throat. When he opened his eyes, he saw green and gold and blinked. It was Zoro before him, quickly retracting his hand as he made a strange strangled noise, his eye bulging out. Like he had been caught doing something he wasn’t supposed to be doing.
“…Wha’ are you doin’ ‘arimo?” Sanji mumbled out, his hand limply swatted away the already retreated hand..
He heard Zoro click his tongue. “You’re sleeping too soundly, Cook.” He snapped out. “Would it kill you to snore?”
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Wherein Hyuuga Hiashi, doting grandfather of Boruto and Himawari, ends up years in the past, and thoroughly confuses everyone.
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14 Feb 2026
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His future self ignored him, and gazed at Uzumaki, smiling fondly. “He looks so much like Boruto.”
“Boruto?” Hizashi questioned.
‘Shut up, you idiot,’ Hiashi thought viciously, because he really didn’t want to know.
His future self positively beamed. “My adorable grandson!”
Yes, he really didn’t need to know that. Hiashi turned to Uzumaki, and his mind was filled with the image of blonde haired Hyuuga children, and he thought, ‘What the fuck happened to my clan? What the fuck did I ALLOW to happen?’
“Boruto is the splitting image of Naruto,” his future self said, his eyes shining. “Himawari, on the other hand, takes after her mother, although she does have her father’s eyes…”
Hiashi’s mind stuttered to a halt. Oh God, there were two of them.
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“No matter how many times we asked,” Carla explained from her position behind the brothers. Her soft voice dripped with tenderness. “All he wanted for his birthday was money so he could get his older brother a new baseball glove.”
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A Fluffy Modern AU written for the Attack on Titan Epilogue Zine!
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- Part 3 of My Zine Fics
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08 Feb 2026
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“I don’t want to hear that you aren’t trying out, big brother!” exclaimed the boy, his eyes growing wide like he was daring Zeke to put himself down so he could tell him why he’s wrong. “--You have to try! You have TO!”
“But...” Zeke chuckled, cradling his cheek for dramatic effect. “You know I have never made the team before, Eren…”
The 5-year-old dismissed him without skipping a beat, jumping into a motivational-speaker-like speech that this year was different because he will use the glove he got him. Eren exclaimed that he’s put all of his energy into getting it, so that glove is special because it will give Zeke his powers, too. That meant Zeke will be twice as strong at the tryouts. Twice as strong because Eren would be present—right there on his hand.
“I’m counting on you,” added Eren at the end.
The younger boy grinned toothily, releasing the glove so he could leap forward and hug Zeke. Eren tackled him to the ground by Carla’s feet. Both boys beamed, and Zeke couldn’t help but feel as though his heart was soaring out of his chest from the speech.