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Lowkey thought about Ace and slid down the wall dramatically with my hand over my forehead, it's like something just came over me #meninwomensfields

ONE PIECE BRAINROT LETS GOOO

hi hi hi!! because there is a distinct LACK of op shifters, could you tell us a little bit about your dr? i need something to geek out over i fear

hi hiii! i have more than one op dr, because the one piece world is very vast and also i have many ideas. the dr that i wrote about in my “zoro perspective” post is NOT going to be the dr i write about now because it is still very much bare bones and like.. i am very uncertain about it all the time lol. so i’ll go with the safer option.

    ⅋.   ⑅     ₊  𓂃   my pirate witch desired reality  .  .  .ᐟ

in this op dr, everything important starts the day of gol d. roger’s execution (because of course it does). i, an 18 year old ex-celestial dragon, attend the execution, and when i’m going back to my dinghy boat (that i stole from marines because Fuck Them), a 16 year old Shanks—who for some reason found me interesting—is like. hey can you give me a lift. i need to get tf outta here. and he’s like. devastated. little guy sounds so fucking sad. so i’m like. yeah sure.

and so we set off sailing. and i am a funny funny woman who manages to cheer up this budding alcoholic, so he really takes a liking to me. we arrive at a lowkey island nearby loguetown to eat and the owner and staff of the restaurant we eat in can’t keep their mouths shut and keep insulting roger, so we leave without paying (because only pirates don’t pay) and run away to my little boat after the owner chases after us. giggling and shit. and on a sunny day, three days after we’ve met, shanks is like. i want to form my own pirate crew. wanna join? and i say HELL YES . boom the red hair pirates are born.

and shanks is chill. he’s in no rush, despite just losing his only damn father figure, and the crew that raised him, and all that tragic shit. so we just keep sailing around the east blue, dine and dashing, wearing stupid hawaiian shirts, getting drunk at bars, yada yada yada. one day i ask shanks what purpose i will serve in his pirate crew when he recruits more people and he tells me that most pirates are ugly as shit because they don’t take care of themselves but that he believes i could never be ugly and that i will be the pretty face to look at (OK ??????? OKAYYYYY????? WHATTT?????(acting like i didn’t script this).

jokes aside, i know navigation, i worked as a seamstress for over a decade, and i WILL be a witch (and the strongest pirate on the seas, but don’t tell people that or they’ll try to fight me to take the title). so like. i have a place, always. i am NOT the first mate, because i could never that away from benn beckman, so i’m . the jack of all trades. the ace card (haha ace).

now. about the witch stuff. this is very much NOT op canon, and i could not care less. its a dr. i can do whatever i want. Haki is NOT magic. Haki is a mysterious power that allows individuals to harness their own spiritual energy, right? So about 2-3 years into the crews formation, i realize that i uh. do not possess the ability to do haki stuff. my spiritual energy does not respond. and i’m like tf? i though this was for everyone? turns out i’m a freak of nature. you see, to do magic in this reality, one must give up their haki. its a whole process. the whole logic is that, magic is inherently overpowered. you think conquerors haki is dangerous? try facing a fucking witch in this reality. luckily for non-witch people, giving up your haki also means you’re gonna go fucking crazy in half a decade after. full on. no sanity left. unfortunately for witches, haki is the only healthy way in which a person can channel their spiritual energy. magic is more powerful, sure, but it erodes your insides, burns you up, eats your brain—it acts weirdly as a parasite. you are condemned to a life of insanity and suffering, and your whole body is working against you. still, these witches live. still, they could take on a couple supernova pirate crews at once and get out alive, but they are unstable and do more damage to themselves, really. its the one piece gods’ way of saying “don’t ask more than what you can handle”.

but i’m not like that. as i said, i am a freak of nature (and more on it later). i never got the chance to give up my haki. i was born without the ability. i don’t have a haki presence, aura, whatever tf, and it really freaks out people when they can’t pick me out with their observation haki lololol. the thing with magic is that, if you have supreme control over your body—every muscle, vein, pump of blood, every neuron in your brain, your genes, your inner organs, everything—you can get away with magic. it cannot corrupt you, because you are its superior. power of yourself is power over the world. and i, resident freak of nature, am capable of this (if you’ve read dune, or watched it, this is very much inspired by the bene gesserit). so i can use magic to channel my spiritual energy. and i’m powerful asf!!! yay!!!!! (did any of this bit make sense???? i really hope it did haha)

moving on from all of this. my s/o is shanks. if you didn’t see this coming, idk what to tell you. the man is gorgeous and lovely and i love him very much. i haven’t scripted when we’ll become a thing because i will literally shift to the day after he asks me to join the crew and i just want it to happen organically without spoiling myself. and when we eventually make it to foosha village, we will adopt tf outta luffy i swear to god. THAT BOYYYY IS MY SON!!!!. we will be a married couple with a kid we left in a village on the other side of the world (just realized how shit this sounds omg)

so far i’ve only thought of my dynamic with shanks so ig i’ll say more about that too. me and shanks are (not actually) dumb and dumber. i will enable this man so much its the reason why benn goes grey at age 40. idk i just like the idea of doing stupid shit with this man. especially when we’re young like… its chaos galore. also we will be THE power couple. we are so sexy. anyway

                                                           𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

i feel like i rambled a lot but didn’t actually say much. i didn’t exactly detail my backstory because that is territory i have not yet ventures into (i am too lazy to script), and there isn’t much “plot” for this dr because shanks literally is the chillest mf like . we visit a whole lotta places ig????? idk i’m just along for the ride in this dr ahha so not much to say there either.

hope this was still satisfactory though. if you took time out of your day to read this, thank you thank youuu!!

i want to post one of my drs so so bad but it’s so niche literally no one would give a gaf

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.”

                                                                 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

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 .

Incorrect quotes as me and my family in my One Piece Dr

For reference I am the daughter of Mihawk and a woman named Cassandra, and my siblings are Perona, Lynn (oc), Zoro, and Jason(oc)

Dracule: If you bite it and you die, it’s poisonous. If it bites you and you die, it’s venomous. Sam: What if it bites me and it dies!? Perona: Then you’re poisonous. Jesus Christ, Sam, learn to listen. Lynn: What if it bites itself and I die? Zoro: That’s voodoo. Jason: What if it bites me and someone else dies? Sam: That’s correlation, not causation. Lynn: What if we bite each other, and neither of us die? Zoro: That’s kinky. Dracule: Oh my God.

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Dracule: Time for plan G. Sam: Don’t you mean plan B? Dracule: No, we tried plan B a long time ago. I had to skip over plan C due to technical difficulties. Perona: What about plan D? Dracule: Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half an hour ago. Lynn: What about plan E? Dracule: I’m hoping not to use it. Zoro dies in plan E. Jason: I like plan E.

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Jason: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast? Sam: Several traffic violations. Perona: Three counts of resisting arrest. Lynn: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks. Zoro: Also, that’s not our car.

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Jason: I’m an idiot. Sam: Perona: Lynn: Zoro: Jason: Sam: If you’re waiting for us to disagree, this is going to be a long day.

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*Everyone is standing around the broken coffee maker* Cass: So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know. Everyone: Sam: ...I did. I broke it. Cass: No. No you didn't. Jason? Jason: Don't look at me. Look at Lynn. Lynn: What?! I didn't break it. Jason: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken? Lynn: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken. Jason: Suspicious. Lynn: No, it's not! Zoro: If it matters, probably not, but Perona was the last one to use it. Perona: Liar! I don't even drink that crap! Zoro: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier? Perona: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Zoro! Sam: Okay let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Cass. Cass: No! Who broke it!? Everyone: Zoro: Cass... Jason's been awfully quiet. Jason: rEALLY?! *Everyone starts arguing* Cass, being interviewed: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it. Cass: I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Cass: Cass: Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.