Name's Taurus, or Molly if you prefer. 26. Probably Bi. Definitely Autistic. She/They pronouns. I draw n' stuff. BLM. LGBTQA+ Rights. Pro-Choice. I do not consent to my art and writing being used for ai.
“why would you ship that? they would be so toxic-“ I KNOWWW, YOU DONT GET IT. THAT. IS. THE. APPEAL. THE TRAGEDY OF IT ALL GIVES IT FLAVOR. AND I nomnomnom- I EAT IT UP EVERYTIME.
So there's also that Dragon theory where he isn't a logia and is actually a mythical zoan of the Inca dragon/chimeric beast Amaru, associated with the winds of change and revolution.
So this ass quality sketch came to be, ft. Crocodile learning he might just be a monsterfucker.
One day, during a meeting or a call of some sort, Crocodile cuts it short suddenly when the muted cheeping of a hatchling fruitwani can be heard from some unknown source.
If he was seen gently coaxing a tiny reptile from a leathery shell shortly after... well that's between him, the gods, and Nico Robin.
Crocodile- after giving up Luffy- coping with the postpartum "where is my baby, I want my baby" feelings by incubating a fruitwani egg as a living nest of logia sand.
If anyone sees him looking melancholy and lost in his thoughts with a hand to his belly, they are wise not to mention it.