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gatitties · 1 year

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for the white beards i talked about could it be the X collector reader please ?

─Whitebeard Pirates x reader

─Summary: you like shiny things and you may have a bit of diogenes syndrome, you just like to collect things!

─Warnings: none

(Strawhats, Heart Pirates & Kid Pirates ver.)

there you go, more content for this big crew!! <3 Idk why but I have the little hc that Izo has a hobby of sewing

─ One day you just fell out of the sky straight into their ship.

─ You were just chasing a bird with a very shiny ring and when you caught it you were just on top of a blond guy because you jumped without looking that there was a huge cliff below you.

─ So then they simply adopted you as someone else in the family because they forced you to stay there while you had a broken leg, yeah, that fall didn't leave you completely unharmed.

─ You have a room especially for your collections of shiny things to which everyone is prohibited except Whitebeard.

─ The first time you jumped overboard because you saw something of interest to you, everyone got scared, Ace jumped to rescue you and you ended up pulling him out of the sea.

─ You distribute some of your jewelry to the entire crew because you can't keep so many things and you prefer not to throw them away, everyone loves receiving your little gifts.

─ Ace steals your food while distracted you by anything shiny, luckily Thatch beats him up so he doesn't or he'll serve you more food again.

─ Izo considers you the ship's tracker and constantly asks you for help to look for his lost needles, he also teaches you some things about sewing that he knows but you just get distracted fiddling with the thimbles.

─ Once you got lost following a trail of coins when you were going to buy with Marco, if you weren't an adult able to defend yourself he would have had a heart attack (he was still worried for the rest of the day).

─ The vast majority are grateful that you decide to clean their weapons, if only because in your mind more brightness means more strength, Vista won't let you do all the work yourself anyway.

─ You don't usually spend a lot of time away from the main ship because you don't have any small fleet to your name, but despite not being officially a commander, everyone respects you as such, or at least your precious items because you wouldn't hesitate to leave without an arm to some thief

─ Once they saw you cut off a guy's finger because he tried to take off a gold earring, it's the main reason why they prefer not to get into your stuff.

#op #one piece #request #one piece x reader #xreader #reader insert #reader is not specified so...#fem reader #male reader #gn reader #whitebeard pirates x reader #whitebeard pirates #collector!reader #marco #ace #izo #vista #whitebeard #whitebeard crew

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pushovermediacritic · 11 months

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Top 10 Strongest Canonically Queer Characters in One Piece

After each character, I’ll include image proof of their queerness.

1: Luffy (aroace)

2: Kaido (bisexual)

3: Yamato (trans man)

4: Ivankov (genderfluid)

5: Morley (trans woman)

Translation context:

6: Izo (GNC man)

7: Nami (WLW)

8: Kiku (trans woman)

9: Inazuma (genderfluid)

10: Mr 2 Bon Clay (bigender)

#one piece #pride month #aroace #bisexual #trans man #trans woman #genderfluid #bigender #gender-nonconforming #luffy #kaido #yamato #ivankov #morley #izo #nami #kiku #inazuma #mr 2 bon clay #queer

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 4 months

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Hi!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR 🥳🥳🥳

Anyways can I request a whitebeard pirates x female child reader? (This is basically were ace and whitebeard survived)

Basically the reader used to a slave for Blackbeard because she has a powerful devil fruit called the ink ink fruit

The ink ink fruit basically let's the user control and manipulate ink into wepons, shields, and sometimes people or other creatures (like the creatures from BATIM)

Anyways so like the reader feels nothing because of years of mental and emotional torture from Blackbeard :(

And she also has a big scar from Blackbeard over her eye making her a little blind but not fully

How would they react to her? Like how they met her, how they saved her and her life in the whitebeard family?

Can you also maybe based the reader of this?

Anyways HAPPY NEW YEAR AGAIN WHOOOOOOO

Sorry if this was a bit complicated bc I'm a bit tipsy hehe

-It was only chance that you had been seen after Blackbeard and his crew tried to kill Whitebeard, without success as Whitebeard blew them all back.

-Ace and Whitebeard were both lucky to walk away from that battle with their lives, they both had new scars to show off, but they were both alive.

-Marco had seen a child on Blackbeard’s ship, tendrils of something black swirling around you as you had broken a window, crawling out of it, like you were trying to escape.

-He easily swooped down, using his talons in his phoenix form to grab you, much to your shock and he picked you up.

-You cried out in fear, looking up and your one good eye went wide, seeing the flaming bird above you, before you heard Blackbeard, “Give me back Y/N!”

-Marco felt your flinch of fear, looking down to see you trembling in fear and he knew he wasn’t going to leave you with Blackbeard.

-Once on the ship, Marco took you to his room, carrying you so carefully, so gently, he could see the tears slipping out of your eyes as he smiled softly, “Nobody is going to hurt you again, Y/N.” you had never known such gentleness before, it was strange and kind of scary.

-Marco took you to his room, which was warm feeling and he put you on his bed, kneeling before you, “I need to go help the others. Will you stay here for a while, and I’ll come get you once we’re safely away from the area? You can sleep here if you want to.” You were hesitant in answering, a bit unsure of him before you mutely nodded.

-He ruffled your hair gently before leaving you in his room, closing the door behind him and you tipped over, feeling the softness of the bed you were on. It felt so nice. You couldn’t help but curl up and fall asleep.

-Hours later, after all wounds had been dealt with and everyone was safely away, making it to one of Whitebeard’s islands, they were all quickly celebrating, drinking and eating.

-Marco returned down to you, finding you up, looking up at the bounty posters he had on his wall, “You’re up- how do you feel Y/N?” you didn’t know how to answer, something he was able to tell before he picked you up, holding you up on his hip, “Let’s get you cleaned up and we’ll get you something to eat.”

-He called some of the nurses who were quick to rush to him, seeing the child he was holding, cooing over you like you were adorable while you didn’t react, looking back at Marco, who you knew was a safe person.

-Marco just smiled softly, “They’re gonna help you get cleaned up, I would but…” the nurses explained while giving you a bath that men, unless they were your father or something, shouldn’t give you a bath, and once you were clean they found a clean dress for you, but no shoes, and brushed your hair out.

-They checked your wounds over, finding bruises that signified shackles, not only around your wrists and ankles, but around your neck as well, as well as new and old bruises, whip marks, and what looked to be knife cuts in your back.

-Your eye that was heavily scarred was useless, you couldn’t see out of it. The thing that worried them was that you seemed numb, telling them that you had been tortured and abused for who knows how long. Long enough to abandon your emotions to keep yourself safe, but they couldn’t tell exactly how long.

-They told Marco everything and you could tell he was angry, hearing about what you, a child, had gone through, but he picked you back up, holding you close as they all headed back upstairs where the party was.

-Needless to say, seeing Marco walking out with a child in his arms was not what they were expecting, eyes wide as the party froze, everyone blinking in unison.

-Marco headed over, all eyes and heads following him, to Whitebeard, who was also surprised. You had never met someone so big before, but like those in Blackbeard’s crew, you didn’t feel afraid of him, you didn’t feel afraid of any of the people you were now surrounded by.

-Whitebeard reached down, taking you from Marco, pulling you up so you were sitting on his lap, “And who are you?” you looked up and answered in a soft, but emotionless, “Y/N.”

-Whitebeard had lived a long life, and he knew a hurt child when he saw one, but he kept his mouth shut about that at the moment before Marco spoke up, telling everyone how he found you on Blackbeard ship, escaping out of a broken window.

-Many saw the bruises on your wrists and ankles, from shackles, and many grew angry- fully ready to hunt Blackbeard down again, not only for what he tried to do, but for what he did to you.

-You didn’t seem to have any emotions, even when Ace brought you a mug of juice and some cake to eat, like other kids who would be all smiles and cheering. You just sat there and ate quietly, worrying the others on how you were acting.

-Marco then spoke, trying to get you to interact a bit more, “Y/N- what was that black thing that was helping you get out the window?”

-You lifted your hand which turned black, almost like ink, and it morphed into different shapes, “Ink-Ink Fruit- it helped me. He always made me do bad things with it.”

-Eyes narrowed, which made you flinch back, your ink returning inside you, thinking they were mad with you, but Ace was quick to hug you close, to reassure you, “We’re not mad at you, Y/N. We’re pissed at Blackbeard- I can’t believe he would treat a child like this! How long have you been with that bastard?”

-WHACK!! Marco was quick to punch the top of Ace’s head, sending him to the ground while pulling you up into his arms, “Language!” which caused laughter all around the deck of the ship while you were confused.

-You looked at your fingers before holding up four fingers, “This many years I think.” Looking at your size, they estimated you to only be about 8 or 9, since you had been malnourished, meaning you had spent over half your life, almost, in Blackbeard’s clutches.

-Whitebeard stood, a foreboding aura surrounding him, “Teach- he’s going to pay for this!” a roar of cheers rung out around him as everyone agreed. You were confused, looking up at him, wondering why they were all so upset and willing to help you.

-Over the next few weeks, the crew, who had adopted you, everyone except for Whitebeard becoming your big brothers, as Whitebeard became your papa, had been treating you so nicely, helping you heal, trying to teach you how to be a normal kid, since your childhood had been snatched away from you.

-They had a chance to see your abilities in action, you could control the ink to create full bodies, creatures that looked like devils, but cute, like something a child would draw, as well as weapons, shields, and the tendrils which were like arms to help you in various situations.

-You had expert control over your ability, as you had eaten your Devil Fruit when you were very young, but also ‘thanks’ to Blackbeard, who would beat you or let one of the others beat you if you did something wrong, you had learned quickly how to control it, to avoid beatings, which still sometimes came, just to keep you in line.

-It was strange for you, being on the Moby Dick, you never knew hunger since coming aboard, everyone aways made sure that you ate your three meals and would always give you snacks, which sometimes would cause fights, as your appetite would be ruined for an actual proper meal.

-You had your own room, between Marco and Ace, with a soft, warm bed, all for you, you had clean clothes and you got to bathe on a regular basis. It was almost like paradise for you.

-You never hurt again, other than the few shots you had to get, to help boost your immune system, but those only hurt for a bit. It was strange to walk around with no pain, as not a day had gone by without you being in pain and to have that now gone… it was weird.

-You had been gently forced into participating with your big brothers, sitting with them at mealtimes, joining them on the deck to watch others train or to enjoy a party, and they would include you on their, child friendly, conversations, asking you your opinions on things like your favorite cake flavors.

-Whitebeard knew this was going to be a process, one that was going to take a lot of time and patience, but he could see that you were trying, at least a little bit, seeking out certain members of the crew, like Marco and Ace, whom you felt the closest with, and you weren’t as hesitant to answer questions as you had been.

-Whitebeard smiled when he saw you peeking out the doorway leading to the deck, looking around before you spotted him. He smiled warmly at you as you trotted over, your face as neutral as normal, but he noticed your eye did look just a bit brighter.

-He grinned, setting his mug down as you peered up at him, “Hello Y/N- what brings you out here today?” you lifted your arms up, silently asking him to pick you up and he grinned, reaching down with one hand and picked you up with ease, setting you on his knee, “Will you tell me more about Rock?”

-Whitebeard grinned, as he had been telling you stories about his past, when he was in the Rock Pirates, and to see you asking him for more, it was a sign of improvement, seeing you asking for something, rather than taking what was given to you, something they had been working on.

-Whitebeard paused, seeing you look back towards the door where he saw Vista, Marco, Izo, and Ace all giving you a thumbs up, as they had encouraged you to go ask the old man for a story.

-He chuckled warmly, seeing the truth, but he didn’t mind, as you were taking it step by step, as he told you of a raid that he and Kaido took part in, working together, after they had snuck off after Rocks told them not to.

-You gazed up at him, listening to his tale, and he remained silent, seeing the small smile on your lips, seeing you finally smiling for him.

#one piece #whitebeard #marco #izo #vista #blackbeard #portgas d ace

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soranatus · 9 months

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Official promotional art of O-Kiku and Izou by Takashi Kojima

#one piece #wano arc #wano kuni #o kiku of the lingering snow #O-Kiku #Kiku #Kikunojo #Izou #Izo #official #wano spoilers #Takashi Kojima

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fofozu · 2 years

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Thatch’s scar, the origin

#one piece #marco the phoenix #izo one piece #izou one piece #izou #izo #thatch one piece #thatch

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emotionallyconstipatedturtle · 14 days

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Trying out new brushes

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justwritingscenarios · 7 months

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I am SO SORRY for the two months delay but I really had issues writing this request. I started it over about 7 times... But I am FINALLY content with it. SO here we go !

Scenario 1 : continuously denying others who think they are together

Izo x GN!Reader // Words : 2.3K // Warnings : few swearing (no beta reader).

« Are you two dating?”

The first time someone asked you this question, it was Thatch, during a lunch.

“Why. No?” You were as confused as Izo was. Nothing was going on between you. You were just friends. Thatch didn’t insist. You had no idea what made him think like this…

“You’re dating?”

The second time, it was Ace. Izo chocked when the water went down the wrong way. You patted this back as he coughed.

“What the fuck Ace?”

“You’re sharing your bottle with him! You’re never sharing it with me!”

“Because his is empty.”

Ace, short on arguments, shout-talked: “Ok but that’s an indirect kiss!”

Between two coughs, Izo murmured a dumbass to the younger boy. You sighed. An indirect kiss…

“Ginjo or daiginjo?” Marco murmured.

“Hm?” You were on food shopping with Thatch. Marco went along you in an alcohol store.

“Izo’s birthday is coming soon. I wanted to offer him sake, but I can’t remember his favourite.”

“Ginjo.” You pointed at the right one on the shelf. “The fruitiest.”

“You know his taste so well.” The first commander gave you a side-eyed glare and smirked. “No wonder you’re his boy/girlfriend.”

“I am not.” You emphasized the not strongly. You just knew his taste because you were the cook’s assistant… You turned back to the wine section. What was the one Thatch used for his boeuf bourguignon again?

It went on like this. At least twice or thrice a week, Izo and you had to deny any romance going on between you. You wondered if there was a crewmate that hadn’t ask you yet. Yet, you never changed your words: it was just a friendship.

Izo had not such effect on you.

Sure, you thought he was an interesting man, experienced and talented in plenty of ways. He knew how to talk, how to take care of himself was it for his hair, his make-up, or his clothes. His eyes were captivating, and his voice was charming, of course. But he had no effect on you.

Right?

“(NAME)!” You turned your head to Thatch. “The food will burn. Turn it.”

You quickly answered his command and turned down the fire a bit. You sighed. You never got lost on your thoughts while on cooking duty. The cook knew it as well.

“What’s happening? It’s the third time this week you almost burned a meal. You should ask Marco to check you if you feel unwell.”

“I’m well. I’m not sick.”

From the counter you were working on, you saw Izo and another commander passing by a window. He sent you a smile and a quick hand sign, to which you responded, before going further.

“Not sick but lovesick, hm.”

You gave a snap on Thatch’s hand with your spatula.

“Ow! You shouldn’t hit a commander. Even more, your own division commander.” He said in a teasing tone.

“I am hitting a friend. My division commander friend. I fear no consequences.”

“You should! I feel jealous because you wouldn’t do this to your friend Izo.” You raised the spatula to snap him once more, yet he dodged it this time. You didn’t answer and got back to your task. But Thatch wasn’t having it. He observed your moves, seriousness in his expression for once.

“Stop watching me like this. You have work to do, Commander. Diner time is in an hour.”

“I know you like him.”

“I already told you we are not dating.”

“That’s not what I said. I said you like him.”

“I don’t.”

“What would you do if he kissed you?”

“What?” You stopped what you were doing and turned to him, eyebrows frowned. “What are you talking about now?”

“What would you do if he kissed you? Suddenly. Out of nowhere.”

“I don’t know… Your question is so strange.”

“Ok, then what would you do if I kissed you?”

This time you answered with hesitation. “I’d punch you in the face. Don’t you dare.” Thatch laughed and waved a hand between the two of you, indicating he had no intention to.

“See, that’s my point. You’re doing everything differently whenever it comes to him. I know I won’t convince you about it right now. Just think about it. Next time someone ask you if you’re dating, ask yourself why.”

You didn’t plan to pay attention to Thatch’s words.

“You’re so cute like this. You look like lovebirds in their nest- HAHA MISSED!”

Izo sent one of his geta to Ace’s face that went through him. OUCH. The second one got him on the back of his head. It was nighttime. You were sitting on the deck with Izo, his head on yours resting on his shoulder. You were reading, waiting for the sleep to come. It wasn’t something unusual for you.

While Izo got back to his reading, your eyes kept reading the same sentence again and again… You were sat with Izo, resting against him, in your little own world until Ace’s arrival. It was intimate… even more when you think about the other times you would read in the same hammock or alone in the nest. Yet nothing never happened because you were just friends.

“(Name), you’re ok? You haven’t turned your page in a moment.” Izo’s breath on your ear awaken you.

“Y-yeah… I’m falling asleep on my book. I should probably go to sleep right now.”

“Sure. Have a good night, (Name).” You felt your inside warm. Since when Izo’s words made you feel warm?

“It’s been months. Can’t you just stop pretend and make it official? Everyone knows already.”

“You know Vista, I never thought about hurting any of you in about 20 years. But right now, I’m contemplating the idea of knocking you out.”

“Try me.”

Occasionally, when Thatch would finish tidying the kitchen early, he would invite a few fellow commanders to have a drink and play cards in the scullery. This time, there were Izo, Vista, Marco, and a sleeping Ace. Izo had won the previous games, and it wasn’t to Vista’s taste. He knew your relation was a good subject to distract the 16th division commander.

“Why don’t you want to tell us about it?”

“Because there is nothing to say beside it’s friendship.”

“Friendship. I’m friend with all of you but I would never read while resting my head on your shoulder.” Vista fluttered exaggeratedly his eyelashes Izo’s way.

“Lucky us, you would crush our shoulder under your weight.” Marco said and Izo added sneakily: “Do you even know how to read?”

Everyone still heard him and laughed. It earned him a punch in the arm from Vista.

“We know they’re special for you. Just ask them out already. Everyone’s on your asses because it’s clear as water you’ve been made for each other.” Vista added to his point, this time seriously; yet never forgetting his intention to distract Izo.

“Sure.”

“I can prove my point: they’re the only one you shared your reading with, they’re the only one you sleep with, the only one you shared your bottle with-Ace was right about it” At the call of his name, the young man woke up with a card glued on his cheek. “-Hell, they’re the only one that can touch your hair and keep their hand. You let them brush it for you, I saw it!”

“And so what? How does any of this prove I have romantic feelings for (Name)?” Izo sighed, looking at a mute Vista.

“What would you do if Marco tried to kiss you?”

Marco sent a side-eye to Thatch meaning why me. But he knew Thatch chose him because he was one of the longest friends Izo had and that he wasn’t annoyed with him at the moment, like he was with Vista.

“I would push him back or step backwards, something like this. But I don’t see your point.”

“What would you do if (Name) tried to kiss you?” Everyone’s gaze went from Izo to Thatch to Izo again. It was the first time the black-haired man was left speechless about that subject.

“You don’t know? Or you know but don’t want to say it?”

Izo gritted his teeth and looked down. He slammed his cards on the table, his game visible, and left the room without another word.

Izo had a winning game.

“So you wouldn’t kiss me. I’m disappointed.” A little smile showed on Izo’s red lips when he recognised Marco’s voice. The blond man came to his side and imitated his position, crossed arms resting on the railing.

“I’m sorry I left like this.”

“Don’t be. Vista was so preoccupied to confuse you that he got lost on his own and I won thanks to your desertion. And… They’ll get over it. They’re big boys.” Izo just hummed for an answer. “You know… Vista’s idea to ask them out isn’t that bad. I mean, you initially got closer to them because you were interested in them, right?” Marco watched Izo sighed and nodded. “Then what stopped you?”

“We’re friends. That’s what.”

“If by that you mean that you’re scared they don’t see you as more than a friend then let me tell you something: I haven’t been so captivated by a dawning romance since Oden and Toki.”

“It was 25 years ago.”

“That’s my point, Izo. For months I got to see the two of you sharing moments and looks. You know that most of our men don’t care about romance and yet you passionate them.” Izo shut his eyes and sighed once again. “To be honest I may be a bit guilty for everything. The first time Thatch asked you if you were dating it was because I give him the idea.” Izo looked at Marco with his eyebrows frowned. “You were there talking and whenever one of you was looking around, one had such a tender gaze for the other… It was physically hurting to witness your obliviousness. I thought it would give a little push… But you kept stated you were just friends and you stopped making moves their way. I’m sorry, Izo.”

Izo shook his head. “Don’t be.” He had drunk and processed Marco’s every words. He could have been mad, but he wasn’t at all. His friend wanted to help after all. And it gave him hope and strength he’d lost in the last months. He was about to go but Marco caught him.

“One last thing.”

Izo knew you were asleep when he left Marco. So, he waited until the early hours of the day when you would come in the kitchen to prepare the breakfast. You were always beginning the preparation by yourself.

When he entered, you had just started cutting bread.

“You knew it was Ginjo.”

You almost cut yourself and turned around to see Izo. He apologized for the scare.

“The Ginjo? Your favourite sake. What about it?”

“Marco told me you helped him choose it for my birthday gift.”

“Hm, right. He didn’t remember. I did. You know it’s my job as the cook assistant.”

“Yet, you couldn’t remember the usual wine Thatch was using for his beef recipe. That’s what Marco said.”

You frowned, wondering where the conversation was going. He had come closer to you during your small talk, and you could see his tired features. He hadn’t sleep much, if at all, but he mostly looked tensed, unsure, and decided. You left your duty aside to give him your full attention.

“Thatch asked me what I would do if Marco tried to kiss me. I told him I would push him away.” You were even more confused, and at the same time, you remembered Thatch asking you a similar question. “He also asked what I would do if you tried to kiss me.”

Since he didn’t continue, you asked “What did you answer?”

“Actually, I didn’t answer… But I had plenty of images in my mind I couldn’t describe.”

Considering his choice of words, Izo started apologising about it sounded perverted, unappropriated according to him. But you cut him short.

“He asked me too. He asked me what I would do if you ever tried to kiss me.” You read in Izo’s eyes his desire to know more. “I said I don’t know. But now I do.” You looked down, feeling your skin suddenly burning under Izo’s intense gaze. “I… I would let you do it. I would kiss you back.”

You felt his fingers brush under your chin and gently pull it up so you could watch the sweetness in his eyes. His pupils moved on your whole face, between your eyes to your lips, looking for permission and any sign of doubt or refusal on your part. But the fact you grabbed his cloth to pull him down and closer comforted him in his previous action. Your lips touched, smoothly, lightly the first time. More forcefully and strongly on the second as each of you grabbed the other by the neck. A thrill ran through your body when you sensed his warm tongue brushed your lips in the kiss.

Izo pecked you once more before he broke the kisses. He didn’t pull back thought. His hand on your neck fell to your hips to keep you close to him.

“Izo, I wanted to apologise for yesterday. And, I won’t tease you about your relationship with (Name) anymore.”

“Thanks, I appreciate. Even thought it won’t be necessary.” Vista frowned at Izo’s answer.

Izo and Vista were already almost done with their breakfast when you joined them and sat right next to Izo as per usual. You exchanged a look and smiled timidly. Ace that was passing by behind you stopped when he saw this.

“Ow, you’re definitely the cutest couple!”

“Thanks, Ace.” You answered him happily while Izo laughed at Ace and Vista’s lost faces. Things promised to be interesting.

#one piece #one piece imagine #one piece x reader #izo #izo one piece #izo x reader #izo imagine #izo scenario #izo scenario 1 #scenario 1

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matchadobo · 8 months

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Hi Cha, just wanted to say that I love your works on Captain’s Madam and Reconciliation!🫶💕 I saw in your bio that your request is open. If it’s not much, can I request a piece for Izou where he lets you wash his beautiful hair and let you comb it .. (or possibly braid it) for the first time before going to bed together? Thank you ☺️

helloooo, glad u're enjoying my stuff!! here u go 🌷added a few little tweaks but did i manage to make all your requests possible?? ueueueuueue hope i did this justice! *w*

IZOU; haircare with izou

wc: 1418 warning/s: afab reader, purely sfw, izou gets nakey for the washing but it's wholesome, pure fluff!!!

it was deep in midnight; the distant waves of the sea had already vanished as you were lost in your slumber. you had grown tired of waiting for your lover to come home from their celebration in the nearby tavern. you turned down their offer to come with since the previous battle had tired you out more than it interested you to celebrate rowdily in victory.

in the dimly lit dining hall of the moby dick; you had one of your arms on top of the other, serving as the soft surface to carry your drowsy head as you drifted off to dreamland not too long ago. you didn’t seem to notice the light carry of footsteps approaching and the heavy shift of atmosphere from the arrival of someone that sat beside you.

you didn’t seem to acknowledge how earnest this visitor was studying you, how your lips part ever so slightly from the little snores. he remembered how serene you look that he almost felt like a nuisance sitting like a rugged rat beside you. he was reeking of booze and was dirty from the battle, you awoke at the change in environment.

“ah sorry, did i wake you?” izou welcomes you from your deep nap, a gentle smile on his painted lips.

you rubbed your eyes to see him clearly, “yeah, you stink!” you joked, pinching your nose slightly.

evoking a chuckle from him, he leaned back at the backrest of the seat. “you’re right, i could use a bath right now.” he let out a sigh as he stretched his legs forward and his arms upward on his seat. “my wounds hurt though, mind helping me out?” he met your eyes, his sharp eyes that never seem to make your heart skip a beat.

you blush a little, tucking a hair on your ear and smiling at him. “i-i’d love to!” he then returned your smile, patting you on the head as he relished your little reactions to his gesture.

you two made it to the bathroom where you willingly took off his pink kimono. to which you slowly did, musing at the scars of battle engraved at the expanse of his brawny back and most of all, the kozuki crest he takes so much pride in. this is not the first time you saw it, of course.

“hm? something the matter, name?” he looked slightly over his shoulder to you. you shook your head and brushed it off, ushering him to the tub after taking off his last article of clothing.

once he is settled in the tub, you untie his hair and watch how his gorgeous raven locks unfurl from his bun. you poured water over his head and watched him shiver a little from the cold, you let out a giggle and teased him for it.

the bath went by as he rambled about the hilarious things that happened in the tavern and especially at the battle. you two exchanged laughs as you scrubbed his back and washed off the grime on his skin.

the sight of izou without his bun as his silky, stygian locks contrasted with the wintry tone of his skin made him look so divine as the water reflected on him. you went to the tip of the tub and shampooed his hair, running your fingers through his locks onto his scalp and watching him take delight in the pleasure of your fingers. “feels good, love.”

once the shampooing is over, you rinsed it off as the product slid off his shiny locks. his hair scented like cherry blossoms as it wafted across the room. “‘m glad your enjoying yourself.” you leaned over to place a kiss on his forehead. “i’ll take care of you and your beautiful hair tonight!”

“i seem to have got myself a sweet one, how lucky am i?” he looked up at you with the kindest eyes and the softest smile. your chest tightened at that moment, stuck in the chocolate of his eyes. “stop flirting, izou! i’m too sleepy for this.” you pouted, pulling yourself up from your seat and escaping before you puke out your volatile heart. all you heard from him was a hearty laugh before the sound of the water splashing from him standing up reverberated across the room.

he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his hips, another towel to dry off his hair. he caught your eye as you unconsciously observed him in the mirror, gawking at the beauty of this man and his toned body. you felt weak in the knees when he smiled, winking at you in the mirror. he laughed at how you turned to the side where you can’t see him and the mirror, this man will soon be the death of you.

“mind doing my hair too, darling?” he proposed, towering over you as he got insanely close with his damp body. “comb it for me, hm?”

“you’re enjoying this way too much.” you tried calming down your heart as you tried escaping the situation again, only to be hindered by his arm extending to the wall. trapping you by his grasp.

“and maybe braid it for me in the morning, yes?” he smiled wider, relishing how flushed you are. “and please, i must enjoy myself! you’re spoiling me a lot tonight, dear.”

“plus, we’ve only got together recently. doing these new things are quite… magical, don’t you agree?” he added, leaning over to meet your eyes.

“f-fine, just put something on i can’t breathe!” you instantly let out, only to get redder. izou burst into laughter, holding onto his stomach and wiping off a tear in his eye. you marched out of the bathroom, sitting at the edge of the bed and burying your face in a pillow.

it took a while before you heard the door open again. “doing okay, name?” he left the bathroom, wearing his fluffy bathrobe and his hair damply hanging from the crown of his head and pristinely accentuating the grace in his features.

“yeah, get over to the damn vanity.” you responded quite snappily, only because you were kind of overwhelmed. he paid it no mind and heed your commands.

he sat in front of you before the mirror, you stood up and picked up the comb. the teeth of the comb smoothly carded his lustrous hair, no tangled strands whatsoever to hurt him. too occupied with your task, you didn’t notice how izou looked at you with so much intent in the mirror.

“hey, name.” he called out, seeing as you’re too engrossed in combing his hair. you met his eyes with a hum. “can we do this every night?”

your heart melted at how kindly he phrased it out, with the most gentle tone of his voice that had turned your heart into putty. “all that from earlier until whatever comes next to this, i’d like to do it again, always.”

“of course, i’m more than happy to spoil you, izou.” you smiled, pinching his cheek. “now, can we please go to bed?” you pouted, yawning soon after.

“absolutely, love. after you.” he smiled, flipping off the light switch. he followed you to the bed and crawled into the sheets with you. he opened his arms for you to settle on, embracing him and melting in his tight hug.

“ah, you have no idea how long i waited to ask you to do those for me. it’s truly a dream come tr-” his sentence was interrupted by your snoring; he laughed a little to not wake you. he shut his eyes in hopes of steadying the rhythm of his heart and to forced the intense urge to smile ear to ear at the events. he truly finds you too endearing it’d trouble his breathing.

he whispered before placing a kiss on the top of your head. “oyasumi, anata.”

the morning after, he insisted on getting braids from you. so you heed his request and did intricate waterfall braids cascading down his raven locks and decorated it with flowers and butterfly clips, finishing it off with a pink bow not too far from the bottom of his hair, tying up the rest of it. he outsold rapunzel at this point. he wore it the entire day and puffed up at all the compliments he got, bragging that you did it for him. he annoyed everyone on the ship and insisted on you doing it again for him for tomorrow and the following tomorrows.

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cosmosnout · 2 months

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#I love this tweet #one piece #whitebeard pirates #whitebeard #portgas d ace #marco the phoenix #diamond jozu #vista of the flower swords #thatch #izo #edward newgate

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bas-writes · 1 year

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Relaxing Evening

Character: Izo Reader: gender neutral Word Count: 890 CW: domestic fluff, hair care (I tried to make it as neutral as possible but since every type of hair needs different treatment, it might not be accurate for all; I based it mainly on my experience with wavy, easy to tangle hair) A/N: back to the raffle posting, this time a thingie for @bepoprotectionsquad who asked for domestic mutual selfcare & relax with Izo and Reader. I'm here to deliver <3

“May I?” Izo nods towards the dressing table as soon as you drop the bathrobe on the chair next to the bed. You were sure he'd been long asleep, given he barely returned from a mission, but he’s been waiting for you instead, his eyes almost piercing you with pleading.

You haven’t even agreed nor denied, and he’s already mid-action, reaching for the towel on your head. Leaning down—with a smile, it’s such a treat to be the one towering over him for once—you let him indulge and lead you into the magic time of spoiling. Despite impatience, his hands are gentle and precise; once he’s got you within his reach, he’s not rushing anymore, his attention swallowed whole by the task.

“Did something happen?” Hair and skin care, be it his or yours, are one of Izo’s favorite coping methods. If he’s so eager to do it for you, the need for a relief from something must be exceptionally itchy.

“Nothing worth worrying about,” he promises, kissing your temple. He’s not wearing his usual make up, lips free of lipstick are even softer and moister. “Just people tired.”

“New apprentices?”

“New apprentices.”

You take the book you’re currently reading from the night stand and nestle in your favorite way on the bed. Once Izo sets interest in your hair, you know you're in for a long session, far longer than you could possibly indulge in with selfcare.

It’s relaxing—but also immobilizing. You’re appreciating his attack, though: you didn’t have much time for yourself as of late and the harsh sea conditions didn’t show mercy to your skin and hair. If you were to do it alone, you would probably skip the whole deal again, or shorten it to the absolute necessity for the sake of much needed sleep. Izo has never left his task half-assed—and the stubborn determination beaming from his face as he crawls to join you in your chosen spot only proves you’ll be in the best hands on this side of the Grandline.

He starts with fully drying your hair with a fresh towel until he’s satisfied with its moisture and texture. With a patience worthy of a saint, he untangles loose threads, until he’s sure he won’t pull and harm you, and even then he continues the inspection with such care as if he was treating a crumbling jewel. Then for a good moment he does nothing but taking a close look, judging what you need the most, and muttering to himself, frowning—as you learn with a quick, concerned look over your shoulder.

“Is it that bad?” You hope worry doesn’t show in your voice and doesn’t push him out of the zone.

“We’ve been through worse.” Frown changes into a smile and he kisses you again. “You need more moisture and some massages. They’re thinning out.”

You indeed were finding more stray hairs lately.

Trusting him and his judgment, you return to the book and lean more against him. Izo is not the most buff guy you know, but you can still feel the subtle flex of well-trained muscles whenever he moves, especially when he reaches for a new cosmetic. He’s steady and big enough for you to nestle comfortably, to enjoy the closeness and spoiling in an intimate, yet, non-disturbing and natural way. Your back seems to belong to his chest, resting against each other, as you both do what you desire without bumping in your ways.

He’s so skilled with his fingers it’s hard for you to focus on the book, though. When he starts massaging oil into the skin of your head, you need to take a break, your eyes fluttering closed in pleasure. The sweet, flowery scent of the balm and gentle rubs on your scalp simply melt you in his hands. You lean forward, humming and fighting the urge to rest closer against him.

You don’t want to ruin his work, to stop the amazing sensation.

“You’re almost purring.” Smile warmths his soothing voice. “Missed me?”

“So much,” your words are almost whining. You don’t want to sound so, so needy and demanding, but the mix of blessed relaxation and past draught of his touch take control over your reactions and expressions so easily.

“I’m sorry, I neglected you those last few weeks.” Tension runs through his fingers, he presses your skin with significantly more power—shortly, but enough for you to notice.

He’s tired and frustrated—and has missed you as much as you have.

Gently, you lead his hands out of your hair, and turn to face him. His face fits between your palms so easily—and he yields to temptation, closing eyes and resting chin on your hands.

“You didn’t neglect me.” You promise and kiss him, the sweet and soft taste of his lips so addictive, almost slipping you out of control again. “We’ve both been busy with our matters, but now we have lots of time to catch up. No sulking, alright?”

“No sulking.” Izo kisses your fingers before reaching for another moisturizing cosmetic and gesturing you to turn back around.

“So—” you nestle cozy against him, your book abandoned this time— “tell me, what those idiot apprentices did this time?”

He somehow groans with mental pain and laughs at the same time. “This is going to be the longest list of complaints in my life.”

#izo x reader #izo x you #izo x y/n #izo scenario #izo imagine #one piece x reader #one piece x you #one piece x y/n #one piece imagine #one piece scenario #one piece reader insert #bas writes #izo #gender neutral reader #5k raffle

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How do you meet One Piece Boys ?

Part 1- Marco, Mihawk, Izo, Sanji

Marco

-Try to get Ace some spicy food, and you get an explosion.

-That's how a fart can literally kill, I guess.

-But now there was a hole in the boat.

-The boat repairman was unavailable.

(his hair burnt, and his hands too)

-So Marco was here on the island trying to find a new boat repairman.

-He, firstly, found your boss who advised him to go towards you

(in fact he has a phobia of pineapples, but let's omit this detail)

-Marco presented himself, so do you

-That's how you two met.

-Yes, Marco would have not preferred that he met you because of Ace's fart.

-but he guess nothing in his life would one day be normal.

Izo

-A gun on your temple.

-Yeah, that's sounds more like how dying in 2 steps than "how-i-meet-my-boyfriend"

-Both of you were pirates, but not in the same crew.

-And your captain decided to fight against Whitebeard.

-That's how you ended up with a gun, asking yourself if the death was as pretty as this man.

-You didn't have the time to try to negociate that your captain screamed.

-Not like a "WE CAN DO THIS" thing.

-But more like "I ABANDON ALL OF YOU, I DON'T KNOW HOW TO FIGHT, AND I LIE AT ALL OF YOU, JUST TO STEAL MONEY" thing.

-Guess you're almost dead and ALONE now.

-Izo and Whitebeard's crew probably pitied your crew.

-They immediately stopped the fight and while some of the commanders were sent to find your old captain.

-Edward offered you to join his crew if you wanted to.

-He didn't have to finish his sentence that you were already saying yes.

-...guess the lipsticks and the guns get you.

-And will continue to do, because Izo was your commander.

Mihawk

-You suck at everything.

-(Me too bestie, but let's ignore this)

-And you thought that being volunteer in the marine could might help you in being more confident and skillful.

-You were wrong.

-You just did more push-ups and heard more screams with how useless you were.

-And your lieutenant thought it was a brilliant idea to exploit you to do the fatigues.

-Such as deliver letters to a Warlord in person.

-Let's not talk about how the Humandrills put you in a tree, laughing at you so loud that it troubled the calmness of a certain epeeist.

-Yeah.

-Mihawk's first meeting with you was in a tree.

-With you covered in mud.

-A letter in your mouth.

-And you confessing your sins thinking that was how you were dying.

-...maybe he needed to stop the wine.

Sanji

-You saw many diseases.

-Smallpox, Hanahaki, hell even the plague.

-But a nosebleed which fills a barrel and lets the patient unconscious only because of women.

-Maybe it was a sign for you to find a new job.

-You've tried discussing with his doctor who was in your surgery searching for some new blood bags.

-(He was out of stock)

-Chopper said it was better to experience it to understand it.

-So he let the blondie wake up with a picture of a woman in his hands...

-Damn.

-Guess your white wall would have to be repainted.

-Interested you asked if it was current and if you could observe and study this behaviour.

-After all it was really something new and could help to finish some of your essays.

-A weirdo with a nosebleed problem

-that's how you met.

Sorry for the mistakes, English is not my first language :( !

#one piece x reader #sanji x reader #mihawk x reader #izo x reader #marco x reader #marco one piece #one piece #x reader #izo

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gatitties · 11 months

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I can ask for two scenarios? one is when YN, who loves cats, suddenly appears with one or more cats on the ship, sometimes hidden, the other is a little sad, where YN is rescued after one of Whitebeard's (young) visits, who even trying to defend the island, a good part of it is decimated by the navy (whitebeard liked to visit the island several times because of YN, who loved Whitebeard and his crew)

─Whitebeard Pirates x reader

─Summary: your home island seems to be in complete chaos, you can see no hope in the end of this war but at least they manage to rescue you at the last moment

─Warnings: none

For the first scenario I will make a separate post bc I have some related to that idea, I'll tag you when I write it soon!!

The fire spread through some of the houses in the central square of the small town, what used to be a peaceful village with a few visitors, turned into a field of war between villagers and marines for control of the area.

A pang of guilt tightened in your chest because you thought that all this disturbance was your fault, a couple of years ago Whitebeard's crew embarked, the thing is that you established a good relationship with them, just as they loved the tranquility of the place, it was relaxing to spend a few days hanging out with you without them having to worry about a thing. All the villagers also enjoyed their presence since it meant party, as well as indirect protection against other thugs or pirates.

The problem was when the marines found out that that island was under the protection of Whitebeard, it was the trigger for the attacks to begin, unfortunately your village did not have enough military power to withstand so many consecutive attacks, you managed to maintain a low profile for a few months to be able to contact the crew and luckily you made it, although help didn't come fast enough as you hoped.

You hid behind some ruins, holding back the urge to run and hit one of the marines who was arresting a family, you weren't strong enough to face all those soldiers on your own, so you chose to stay hidden until, one, help arrives or two, they hold you and probably send you to jail for being 'accomplice' with pirates.

Your breathing became increasingly heavy, your chest began to rise and fall rapidly, the sound of footsteps approaching your position made you hold your breath, covering your mouth with both hands, you saw the shadow of a man holding a shotgun at your side.

"General, it doesn't seem that there are more people in the area, let's move towards the east of the village."

Maybe you let out your sigh of relief before you should or that soldier turned to double check that there were no people there, but the fact is that you met eyes in an awkward second of silence, immediately started a small fight, you had a chance to win against a couple of soldiers on your own, but more started arriving.

The ashes and smoke made it difficult for you to get oxygen, at this point you could barely hit properly, you just dodged, hoping that your effort and fighting would buy enough time for some of the villagers to escape.

A bad move caused you to receive a blow to the chest, adding more problems to your breathing, you coughed wildly, you didn't even try to resist, not even their victorious smiles bothered you, you decided to close your eyes and accept your destiny, hoping to have could help someone.

You expected to feel the handcuffs on your wrists, however some claws caught your arms before anyone could touch you, when you opened your eyes you found a plumage in the form of a vibrant blue flame, you opened your eyes to see Marco take you to the whale-shaped ship that was laid on the north shore.

"Are you alright? wounds? Pain?"

You nodded slowly once you landed, being bombarded by a concerned medic, you didn't have any injuries that you knew of, but knowing Marco he'll give you a checkup later just in case.

You immediately went to the seat where Whitebeard rested, he received you with a smile, although it quickly disappeared.

"We're sorry for being so late, I've sent Izo and Thatch to reconnoiter the area but… it's too late to save the village."

"But what will happen to-!"

"We freed the largest number of people and helped them escape in small ships, they will be fine, it was thanks to your distraction while you were fighting."

Your discomfort slightly decreased when you heard him, however that did not take away the feeling of sadness when you saw how the smoke from the fire receded into the distance once you left there, all the memories of that place… would stay there forever.

Izo comforted you after that, Ace thought of celebrate a party in your name because you were part of the crew permanently, although they had to delay the celebration because you just weren't in the mood, luckily Thatch made you a bit happier by making your favorite dish that night.

You wouldn't be in the same place where you grew up and lived all these years, but at least now you had a great family by your side that you could count on.

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#one piece #kinemon #kin'emon #denjiro #raizo #raizou #kanjuro #izou #izo

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 2 months

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Hi! Can I Request a One Piece Whitebeard Pirates x Ace's Twin Sister!Reader? Like her and Ace are the exact same. They both have Narcolepsy and Eat a lot. And are Hot Heads. It's just that the Reader could have a different Devil Fruit or Something.

And for like a Love Interest I would say Izou, he's so under-rated. He's an under-rated Whitebeard Divison Commander.

Also I love your work! You inspire me!

-You and Ace were a lot alike, both of you were hot heads, had narcolepsy, could eat your weight in food (but nothing like Luffy), and you were both high ranking members in Whitebeard’s crew. Funny thing was, you both thought you were nothing alike!

-Ace was the first to join Whitebeard’s crew, and you came a while later, after figuring out where Ace was, after the two of you parted ways to explore on your own.

-Unlike Ace however, you were more polite, rather than just demanding Whitebeard to fight you to join, you asked him nicely and he instantly agreed, welcoming you aboard as his daughter. Ace wasn’t happy, finding it unfair, claiming that he liked you more!

-This caused lots of laughter to fill the ship as you were easily welcomed in, grinning so warmly and brightly as you got to meet with everyone and join the crew.

-As you and Ace sat side-by-side, eating in unison, Marco couldn’t help but grin, “You two are a lot alike, aren’t you?” you both looked at him like he had two heads as you spoke in unison, waving a hand in front of you both, once again, in unison, “No- not at all.”

-It was actually hilarious, as you both fell asleep in your food shortly after, snoring in unison, before waking up, looking a bit confused on how your food got all over the both of you.

-Everyone else quickly found out that the two of you really didn’t realize it, that you were so identical in your mannerisms and quirks- you both thought you were nothing like the other!

-You proved yourself an asset to the crew, using your own Devil Fruit ability, being able to control water, which you used to control waves around enemy ships, or pushing the Moby Dick to go faster, or using the water to cool off everyone on hot days- or when Ace pissed you off.

-Ace loved having you on the crew and he loved that you fit in so well, despite the occasional twin spat here and there, but you always made up by the end of the day.

-The only thing Ace had a real problem with was that he couldn’t stand to see you and Izo flirting with each other. You liked Izo, he was a nice person and he always made you smile and made you feel like a princess, even after you got done with a fierce battle.

-Izo adored you as well, you were so open, warm, and bubbly- you didn’t care about how others thought about you, and you only cared about being happy and having fun! It wasn’t hard to fall for you at all.

-Ace had always been like that with you, even when you were kids, if you claimed you liked another boy, that wasn’t Sabo or Luffy, Ace would go and beat them up, telling them to stay away from you, which unfortunately made all the boys your age scared of you.

-You had been wandering around, looking for Izo as the two of you were going on a date now that the ship was docked- he had just asked if you wanted to get lunch, but you were elated!

-You asked Pops who just grinned, “They’re by the figurehead.” You were confused, as you were just there, but you thanked him and ran off.

-Your eyes went wide, seeing Ace trying to attack Izo, “You’re not allowed to date my sister!” while Izo was shouting back, trying to defend you, “She can date if she wants to!” while your other brothers were all laughing, watching the fight.

-Your cheeks immediately puffed up, furious as you made a wave come up and put Ace’s fire out, halting everything. As everyone turned to you, you were pouting, your cheeks puffed up, a glare and tears in your eyes as you looked furious, “You…stupid big brother!!”

-You lunged at him, hitting and yelling at him, “You always do this- this is why nobody wants to date me! You stupid big brother!” while he was yelling back, but not hitting you, just trying to get you off, “You’re not allowed to date ever!” “How am I supposed to get married then?!” “You’re not getting married!!”

-It was Juzo who pulled the two of you apart, holding you both apart at arm’s length, Ace trying to get out to get to Izo and you trying to get back to Ace to protect your boyfriend!

-Marco just grinned, giving a small nod to Juzo, who tossed you at Izo, a happy squeal leaving your lips as he caught you easily before running off with you in his arms while Ace yelled, “Oi Marco! Don’t let him take Y/N!!”

-When you and Izo returned a few hours later, Ace was on the ground, gloominess surrounding him as he looked so dejected and sad, whining out your name.

-You came over and kneeled in front of him and he looked up, a huge smile lifting to his lips, “You came back!” you just laughed, grinning down at him, “Of course I came back! I’ll always come back to you Ace!” he melted under your words, smiling up at you warmly.

-He then noticed your lips were a bit red and he quickly sat up, “Why are your lips red?” you just grinned brightly, “Izo was wearing a pretty color today, so I wanted to try it too!”

-Ace quickly was surrounded by flames as he started chasing Izo around the ship again, yelling at him, as he misunderstood, thinking that Izo had kissed you to share his lipstick.

-Marco was the one to realize this as you pulled out the tube, a bit confused, before you turned to Marco, “What do you think Marco- isn’t this color cute?”

-Marco just grinned, ruffling your hair lightly before he sighed softly, taking flight to go after Ace, before he killed Izo while you went to see Pops, to tell him about the date.

#one piece #whitebeard #portgas d ace #izo #marco

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