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crocodilenjoyer · 3 days

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op fic recs

dont tell my professors.

A head pops up on the other side of Straw Hat; the last of the fading sunlight refracts off Roronoa’s earrings, winking at her. “Oh,” he says, sounding only mildly surprised to see her. “You’re here too.”

“What are you talking about? What’s going on?”

Roronoa grins. “Yeah. He does this.”

Nami props herself up a little higher on her already bruising elbow. Straw Hat’s got an arm wrapped around Roronoa, same as her, pinning him to his other side.

“Okay,” Nami says, feeling her third headache in as many hours beginning to creep up. “What is this?”

“How he sleeps, I guess. Been doing it since we started sailing together.”

“You’re joking.”

Roronoa shrugs.

“Well, how do we get him to let go?”

“Dunno. Haven’t figured that part out yet,” Roronoa says and then, because he’s no help at all, lays back down.

Sanji is carefully placing a cherry on top of the ice cream, his hands nimble, soft, almost—gentle. But all Zoro sees is the way the hems of his pants are still soaked in blood from an earlier skirmish with a marine ship, red seeping into the cracks on the floorboard, spattering across the kitchen floor in a slow drip, drip, drip.

Zoro stares, fascinated. He can’t bring himself to look away.

(Or, Zoro and Sanji—terrible monsters, in love)

“I don’t buy it,” Pete retorts. “Someone like you? Some cook from East Blue? You’re probably worth a couple hundred thousand bellies at best, maybe a million, if your captain’s somebody.”

Sanji tilts his head back so that it rests against the dirty wall behind him. He’s still upright, somehow, through sheer stubbornness or spite. He doesn’t look like someone who only has tonight left to live. In fact, he looks sharp. There’s no better word for it. His expression is still as peaceable as it has been since he arrived, but watching him is like watching a knife slide out of its sheath. He is, abruptly, dangerous. A tool made for cutting.

“If you knew where I’ve been, you would be terrified of me,” he says.

A catalogue of things stolen by, for, and from Princess Vivi of Alabasta with regards to a certain thief, as documented by her long-suffering captain of the guard.

“If you’re looking for Arlong, he’s inside,” she says, pointing at the monstrous building. Jinbe doesn’t look away from her, from the bruise over her eye. She can’t be older than thirteen or fourteen. Her fingers are worn red and raw. As he watches, a drop of blood drips to the ground.

A girl, with reddish hair and exhausted eyes and a ragged, forced smile, and it’s Koala but it’s not.

(Jinbe goes to check in on his brother, and finds some things that need to be set right.)

“Do you think you can bench press me?” Luffy asks, interrupting him in the middle of a crunch, and Zoro pauses and says, “yeah, sure.”

There’s a tightening feeling low in Shanks’ stomach as his gaze follows those long fingers wrap around the neck of the bottle, the candlelight lancing over a sharp cheekbone. Mihawk is terrifying before he is beautiful, but Shanks isn’t afraid of him, and Mihawk is so fucking pretty. The dim glow filtering in through the windows is beginning to tinge warm, reminding Shanks that they’re on borrowed time; he glances at the clock and decides. He reaches over before Mihawk can straighten and curls his fingers around the shell of his ear.

“Hey.”

Mihawk stills and looks at him from the corner of his eye, barely turning his head. The bottle is in his hand, and Shanks trails his fingers down Mihawk’s jaw to take the liquor from him and set it down on the table.

“Wanna bang?”

Sanji and Zoro have very different love languages.

Standards by taizi | nr, probably g | post-timeskip | gen, straw hats | 2.4k

"You aren't planning on bringing that boy in with you tomorrow night, are you? Our restaurant has certain standards."

(In which the Straw Hats set out to prove their captain meets certain standards; whether he likes it or not.)

Usopp gets his hands on a tattoo machine.

Soon after, he gets his hands all over his crew.

When they’re on the forecastle, with the helm just behind them and the figurehead casting them further in shadow, Usopp calls, “Raise the sails!”

Luffy’s gasp next to his ear is the best part of his entire day.

The sails unfold in a great rolling crash of canvas. Even the striped gaff swings out, catching the wind. The whole sloop gives a powerful lurch as if she’s eager to sprint out of port on the back of whatever gale blows along next.

And painted on the foresail, bold and bright and proud, is a grinning Jolly Roger in a yellow straw hat.

“That’s mine,” Luffy whispers, hushed and awed.

“Told you so,” Usopp says smugly.

Ever since he'd left home, people had not stopped asking Zoro about his accent.

Or, the reason Zoro was allowed to wander around alone in Wano.

He keeps moving forward at a steady pace, resisting the urge to run because how fucking embarrassing would that be, running because he missed them, and as he breaks through the treeline he shouts, “Oi, oi—what took you guys so long? It's been—”

And then he freezes, because yes, actually—something is very, very wrong.

The Sunny is anchored just off shore, close enough to see the deck but far enough away that the crew has had to take the Mini Merry to make land. Scattered across the beach in various stages of chaos—rolling around, yelling, fighting—are his crew but not his crew, so similar and yet so, so different. They look younger, fresher, and whatthefuck there, on the deck of the Sunny just peering over the railing, he catches a flash of green—his own green hair—

“Ah, fuck,” he grunts, and then immediately turns back around because no, actually, he does not want to deal with this.

It’s been a while since Sanji has gotten some action, which is the only reason why Zoro’s deplorable, barely-there attempt somehow works. Obviously.

Luffy looks again at the bitemarks that he left on Zoro’s wrist. Zoro’s usually hurt, one way or another. Sometimes it’s definitely been Luffy’s fault too, but the bitemarks feel different. They ain’t like normal bruises or cuts. There’s something about seeing the shape of his teeth in Zoro’s skin. Something about the colors, the slightly paler insides of Zoro’s wrists, and the blueness of his veins, and the dark pink color of where Luffy bit him.

Luffy unhinges his jaw and crams an entire breakfast ham down his throat. He chews reflectively a moment and then demands,

“Zoro, you wanna have a date tonight?”

Zoro answers by inhaling the rest of his orange juice through his nose and promptly spewing it everywhere.

“That a yes?”

Luffy and Zoro destroy a restaurant, end up lost, get in a bar fight with a bunch of pirates and go on their first date. Not necessarily in that order.

“Sanji! It’s lunchtime, right? Now? Soon? Now, right?”

His legs are tight around Sanji’s waist and his arms have come around Sanji’s chest and crossed, grabbing the opposite shoulders, the whole length of his chest pressed tight and close. Sanji can feel the vibration when he talks, the snap of the rubber resonating in his bones.

Luffy’s hair is tickling the back of his neck.

The whole thing is – it’s –

For a long second Sanji is frozen.

“Sanji?”

It feels –

(The Straw Hat Pirates set sail in the East Blue.)

If he gets caught stealing again, if he loses his other hand, he’ll never be a pirate. Never be anything besides a crippled beggar, pleading for scraps.

If he doesn’t steal, he’ll starve.

Despite the fluid nature of his ambition, Zoro himself rarely changes: principles, directions, appearance. And when he does, he makes sure it's under the heavy influence of both long-term irritation and a healthy dose of the nearest hard liquor.

Or, Zoro is trans, surgeries cost money, and there's little to no verified adult supervision in his life.

“God, again?!” Usopp looks down at Sanji who's sitting against a column and tilting his head back while pressing a tissue against his bleeding nose.

“Shu' ub,” Sanji growls. Or, he tries to. It sounds rather unimpressive.

“You're terrible,” Usopp says but he can't hold back the fond smile that's been blooming all over his face again and again ever since he's stepped foot on the Sunny after returning to Sabaody.

It's the big party after defeating Hody Jones. Usopp gets Sanji away from all the mermaids. (Honestly, Sanji, these nosebleeds are disgusting.)

#riko.txt #zolu #zosan #usosan #straw hat pirates #fic recs #mishanks #nami #crocodile #sanji #namivivi #jinbe #zoro

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getougender · 7 months

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actually i am now actively rooting for jjk bad end. not necessarily a total loss, but like. pyrrhic victory. god can u imagine. yuuji and everyone else vs sukuna and megumi seizes control at the last moment before he dies in front of yuuji in a reflection of the cursed womb arc. curses still exist. yuuji winds up as one of the last surviving members of his generation, detested by the higher-ups but respected by his peers, and takes up a mentorship role. not as a teacher and not a complete loose cannon, but something between nanami and yuki. he exorcises curses and protects people—civilians and young sorcerers alike—where he can, but it’s like he said: he’s a cog. it’s his job. the cycles. The Cycles.

#riko.txt #this isnt all that coherent but bleak ending enjoyers rise up‼️#puts on a shirt that reads I ❤️ TRAGEDY #jjk #jjk spoilers #itadori yuuji

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biqinsu · 2 years

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modern wei wuxian has a wikipedia page. most of it is devoted to his outstanding accomplishments in technological engineering, but some of it is reserved for how he’s been legally declared dead three times.

take a guess as to which section he has printed out and framed on his desk.

#wwx #wei wuxian #riko.txt #cql #mdzs

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crocodilenjoyer · 5 months

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actually on the topic of zosan, zoro little spoon. that one fanart of them cuddling with the caption about the ultimate show of trust—zoro trusting sanji to protect his back and sanji trusting zoro to protect his hands—shifted everything in my brain several inches to the left.

#riko.txt #zosan #this applies to other ships involving them also. me when characters trust one another

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crocodilenjoyer · 2 months

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favorite running bit is usopp or nami telling luffy that whatever harebrained idea he comes up with next is going to get them all killed and luffy going godddd where’s your sense of adventure. you wimp. you weenie. you wuss.

#luffy #usopp #nami #riko.txt #luffy’s like i can’t BELIEVE you don’t wanna beat up some bad guys >:( you can’t stop me #and nami and usopp are like THE GUY YOU WANT TO FIGHT WANTS TO SKIN US AND WEAR OUR LIVERS AS LITTLE HATS.#and then they go along with it anyway even if they complain about it the whole time #’i’d follow him to hell and back i just wish he’d stop going there’

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crocodilenjoyer · 28 days

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i like and choose to believe the crocodad theory for three reasons:

funney

makes throngs of joyless bastards within the fandom spitting mad for some reason

crocodile himself would hate it

#riko.txt #crocodile

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crocodilenjoyer · 5 months

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hmmmmm. franky ship of theseus

#franky #riko.txt #hang on i have to do homework but rest assured i’ll be back i have Thots

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crocodilenjoyer · 4 months

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rly rly like how everyone in one piece is like "i have swords!" "i fight with my powers!" "i have a gun!" and sabo is

#sabo #riko.txt #i think the shittiness of the image rly adds to it.#he wants to inflict blunt force trauma sooo bad. come closer haha

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crocodilenjoyer · 6 days

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given sabo’s reputation and bounty do you think the topic of the revolutionaries ever comes up among goa royalty and nobility. do you think they ever clap outlook on the shoulder and go wow that flame emperor sabo boy sure is a handful. seems like an extra insult that he shares the same name as your dead son 😔 and outlook, didit, and stelly all look at each other like

#it’d be SO funny if they connected the dots #the fear of their blood connection being discovered and traced back to them thus possibly getting arrested and losing everything #vs realizing via the news what sabo is capable of and going holy shit we could’ve died. he could kill us. what if he comes BACK #he won’t. he’s more than happy to leave them behind. but they don’t know that #i just think the revolutionaries and loose cannon sabo in particular should be the monsters under the bed for more people.#sabo #riko.txt #stelly #didit #outlook iii

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getougender · 5 months

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megumi is like My Shikigami Are Not Pets. Stop It and then everyone around him is like we hear you. however, i will be sneaking the demon dog snackies under the table.

#fushiguro megumi #riko.txt #(he also sneaks them snacks under the table)

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crocodilenjoyer · 3 months

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here’s the thing. about zolu. puts myhand on your shoulder Here’s the thing. luffy? aromantic. zero interest in romance. zoro? gay. very low interest in romance. has two braincells and they’re both devoted to thinking about swords. they are not dating. it is not romantic. it’s not sexual either because luffy, much like his views on romance, could not give less of a shit about sex. maybe if they both feel up to it at the same time, but that’s rare and when it does happen it’s more of a physicality and, to a lesser extent, affection thing than anything else. occasionally it’s a “hey wouldn’t it be weird/funny/fucked up if we [insert some david cronenberg-type shit]” thing and the other one goes “haha yeah do you wanna try.” but i digress.

however. HOWEVER. they Have A Thing. what that Thing entails is a mystery. luffy is both incredibly straightforward and frustratingly cryptic whenever he’s asked about it and zoro just kinda shrugs. they’re just luffyandzoro and zoroandluffy. the king and his lionheart. drift compatible. partners. captain and first mate. the sailor and the north star. sun and moon. they simply Are. what does that entail? well brother. they hang out

#welcome to riko’s ship opinions in which everything boils down to ‘well they chill’ and i find new ways to say queerplatonic #the inherent intimacy of being on the same page. yknow #zolu #riko.txt #they both approach it with characteristic irreverence but zoro’s flavor of it is also predictably Super Intense #not that luffy’s isn’t! they’re obsessed with each other. but also zoro is zoro and he’s got Complexes to the moon and back #but i think it’s something about how they work that luffy takes them and goes hmm i actually find it quite simple #someday i’m going to sit myself down and examine how some of my favorite parts of certain duos is the unspoken simplicity #but it won’t be today! teehee #anyway. i just think it’s easy for them. they met and something slid into place #and not in the cosmic meant-to-be sense. they just Are. they make the rules and they said ohh he’s coming home w me #someone asks how does that work. and zoro shrugs and says it just does. luffy was not paying attention to the question #they love each other very much.#this only makes sense in my head but you know. You Know

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crocodilenjoyer · 2 months

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target audience of, like, one person, but i think nico robin and kim dokja should meet, if only so they can verbally circle each other like alley cats and develop new and horrifying ways to psychoanalyze people. kdj is tying himself into knots trying to figure out what the hell robin is up to. in contrast, robin, after the initial tension, is having a lovely time.

#i have an agenda ane it’s called Oooo You Want To Read ORV So Bad Oooo #yoo sangah and robin would be besties #riko.txt #robin #orv

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crocodilenjoyer · 1 month

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