Soldier Poet King - One Piece ver.
There will come a captain
whose smile is bright and free
with a hat that's made of straw
and stretch as vast as seas
for fun and adventure
he'll do as he please
and if you want a savior
give him something to eat
There will come a swordsman
who wields not one but three
the first mate of our captain dear
and made of loyalty
senses sharp
and a goal to reach
from a fight he never runs
to win he is ready
There will come a burglar
as pretty as can be
with her maps all drawn by hand
she'll navigate the seas
her eyes on the clouds
and royalties
she'll command the ship they sail
and guide them to safety
There will come a liar
who's always quick to flee
a marksman whose eyes are clear
and hands that are steady
a sniper, a warrior
and fights bravely
listen to his tales so tall
he'll stand for his friends' dreams
There will come a chef with
a deep love for the sea
a dreamer and a fighter but
flirtatious he can be
has flaming kicks
and a love for ladies
and if your paths they ever cross
you'll never leave hungry
There will come a reindeer
who might look cowardly
a doctor who has a heart
bigger than his body
a child named a monster
and slightly naive
but if you look one final time
he's more human than he seems
There will come a scholar
a flower-like beauty
has a love for reading
and archeology
with limbs that blossom
unnerving is she
for her nation she'll explore
and answers she will seek
There will come a cyborg
a proud shipwright is he
a little shameless and he wears
his feelings on his sleeves
works filled with passion
and creativity
he will build a ship for us
to sail on every sea
There will come a skeleton
who's gifted tunefully
a lonely life he has led
existence a mystery
a promise to fulfill
and a lifetime of memories
the musician will play a song
and sing with joy and glee
There will come a helmsman
the first son of the seas
like a calm before the storm
he fights powerfully
he's gentle, he's righteous
and pushes equality
the fishman steers with a smile
and laughs wholeheartedly
There will come a pirate crew
'The Strawhats' namely
the world will hear their laughter
as they go on this journey
with hopes and dreams
and desires to achieve
come and join as they travel
the Merry and Sunny
With hopes and dreams
and desires to achieve
watch and read the story of
how they find the~
One Piece.
breaking out of my manga posting for the sake of this idea I had. The world needed to see this.
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— PICK ME, CHOOSE ME | A CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE ROMANCE
happy belated birthday @pedrito-friskito 💜💜💜💜 this gift is from both me and @inklore we love you so so much and I hope you had the best birthday ever! thank you for always being such a wonderful friend 💗
pairing: frankie morales x f!reader , santiago garcia x f!reader
genre: fluff, mild angst, second chance romance, smut
word count: 1.5k
summary: Frankie is the ex you can't seem to get over and Santi is the one that got away; which one will you choose?
a/n: at the end of this you will be given two options between santi and frankie that will take you to the respective characters ending. this part is purely fluff.
Weddings were never your favorite.
The crowd, the fake laughter, the smell of flowery perfume all around you—clogging your nostrils and making you sweat—none of it is really for you, but you bear it. You'll endure it because one of your favorite people in the whole wide world is getting married to one of the nicest people you know. You still remember the first time Will told you all about her, telling you about her mesmerizing smile and her kindness.
You stare off into the distance, noticing Benny throwing an arm over Will and shaking him. The younger Miller seems to be equally as excited as the groom, if not more.
Walking around, your thoughts start to drift, the crowd around you blurring as you manage to swipe a glass of champagne off of one of the trays. You haven’t seen either Frankie or Santi yet, and if you’re being honest, you’re not sure how you’re going to react when you do inevitably see them. The three of you were going to be sitting at the same table after all.
With a sigh, you tilt the flute up and take a sip, the strawberry bumping softly against your lips. Things with Frankie had been tense since your breakup; you two still talk, but there's an undeniable awkwardness that lingers between you. You guess it's normal. It's only been a couple of weeks, after all.
Having been close friends before you started dating, hurting each other became all too easy; your words struck too deep without meaning to. You couldn't deny that the two of you had fun, and Frankie was a good man who'd do anything to keep you smiling. However, when you argued, even the smallest things became too intense. The breakup had been a mutual decision to protect the friendship the two of you still had.
That didn’t stop you from missing him though.
Then there was Santi; the one that got away. You two could've happened, and you almost did during one fateful night at the beach where too much alcohol was involved. You still remember how close he was, your eyes constantly dropping to his parted lips, eager for a taste. But, nonetheless, the anticipated kiss never came, and you just assumed you read the signs wrong.
After that Frankie happened and all was forgotten.
Delicate glass still in hand, you stand there lost in thought— until you finally see them.
Santi and Frankie. Both looking slightly disheveled and breathing heavily as they make their entrance into the venue.
Despite yourself, a smile tugs at the corner of your lips. Their eyes quickly scan the crowd and upon seeing you, they both start heading in your direction. Your heart races, and a bubbling anxiety takes hold, but you try to steady yourself. They approach with familiar ease, as if no time has passed at all. Santi stands a bit closer to you while Frankie puts some distance.
"Hey, hermosa, how you’ve been?" Santi asks, his arm coils around you, pulling you closer as his fingers dig into your clothed skin. You shiver at the contact, feeling the tips of your ears starting to burn.
“I’ve been good,” you answer smoothly. “You two are late.”
“The car broke down,” Frankie mutters, eyes dropping to where Santi holds you. You meet his eye and he quickly averts his. “And we had to call a pick-up truck and find a cab.”
“How unfortunate.”
Frankie snorts, his eyes lighting up with amusement, “That’s one way of putting it.”
Before you know it, Benny joins the group, his excitement palpable. He throws his arm around you, Santi, and Frankie, pulling all four of you into a very tight hug.
Benny's grin is infectious as he asks, "So, what are you guys planning to do after the wedding?"
You shrug as Benny loosens his grip around all of you but still has his arms keeping you together as if one of you might try to run away, "Well, I’ll probably just head back. I don’t have anything else to do."
“That’s boring,” Benny pouts.
You don’t miss the way Frankie playfully rolls his eyes, meanwhile, you giggle at how heartbroken Benny looks. You gently nudge him in the stomach, “What about you, Benny?”
You regret the question instantly as you see the smug grin stretching across his face, “Gonna take one of the bridesmaids out.”
Santi ruffles the blond's hair with a smirk, “Of course you are.”
“Maybe you should try getting some tail too, Pope,” he gestures towards the crowd. “The world is your oyster. Maybe if you find someone you’ll finally get that stick out of your ass.”
Frankie's laughter rings out, and you can't help but join in, the tension in the air slowly dissipating. His laughter has always been contagious, and it warms your heart to hear it again, even after everything that's happened between you. As Santi turns to give Frankie a lighthearted glare, you catch his gaze before he averts his eyes. In that fleeting moment, something lingers in his expression – a hint of longing, a trace of something unspoken.
Your heart skips a beat, and you feel a rush of heat cascading over you.
Benny, eager to make the most of the wedding, announces, "Well, I'm off to find my bridesmaid. See you guys later!"
He releases his grip, and you watch him head off with his trademark grin, leaving you with Frankie and Santi. The air feels different now, the dynamics shifted, and you're acutely aware of the proximity between you and the two men who've played such significant roles in your life.
Santi's arm remains draped casually around your shoulders, but you can sense a change in his demeanor. There's a softness to his voice as he speaks, "It's been a while, hasn't it?" His fingers brush against your arm, sending a shiver down your spine.
Frankie clears his throat, drawing your attention back to him. His gaze meets yours again, and this time, there's a depth to it that you can't quite put into words. It's as if he's trying to communicate something to you through his eyes alone. Your heart races at the unspoken connection, the memories flooding back.
"Yeah, it has," you reply, your voice a little quieter than usual. The air between you and Frankie is charged, like a bridge waiting to be crossed, or a chasm that you're afraid to fall into again.
Santi's fingers give a gentle squeeze on your shoulder, and you turn to him. He offers a small smile, his eyes searching yours for a question you don’t know the answer to.
Frankie shifts his weight and his gaze flickers between you and Santi. He’s uncomfortable, you can tell. He always had been more observant than he let on. With a knowing smile, he pipes up, "Hey, why don't we find a spot to sit? It's a wedding, after all. We should enjoy ourselves."
Santi nods in agreement, releasing you from his hold. As the three of you start walking towards a quieter corner of the venue, you catch glimpses of the couple dancing and laughing, surrounded by the joy of the celebration. The three of you settle at a table, the mood lighter than before.
As the night progresses, you find yourself caught up in the stories, the shared laughter, and the easy familiarity that once defined your friendship. With each passing moment, the awkwardness that had existed earlier seems to fade, replaced by a rekindled connection.
And then, just as the night air becomes cooler and the stars twinkle above, both Santi and Frankie turn to you, their gazes expectant, inviting. Your heart races as you're caught between the two, a choice hanging in the balance. The past and the future, familiar comfort and the allure of the unknown – they all beckon to you, pulling you in different directions.
Santi leans in slightly, his voice a soft murmur, "Do you wanna go someplace else and catch up?"
Frankie's eyes lock with yours, a mixture of fondness and something deeper, more complex, in his gaze. He clears his throat, his voice carrying a hint of vulnerability, "I know we've been through a lot, but I keep thinking of you. Maybe we should give this another chance? Do you want to head to someplace quieter and talk?"
Your heart races as you stand at this crossroads, the weight of your decision heavy on your shoulders. It almost feels like two children tugging at your arms, your body threatening to rip into two. The music plays on, the celebration continues, and the night is full of endless possibilities.
Who do you choose?
You rekindle with Frankie: Letting the warmth of your shared history guide you, you lean in a little closer to Frankie. The memories of your time together, the laughter and the good times, resonate strongly. It's a chance to rebuild what you once had, to explore the potential of what might happen.
You explore with Santi: Santi's presence offers the promise of something new. There's an electricity between you, a path not taken that still lingers in the air. The connection you felt during that fateful night is still there, waiting to be explored further.
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Random ramble but i will always think about zoro appreciating another person cuz they helped out his captain... he didn't have to do that (but he wanted to..) and i just think i'm fine and most definitely not insane about it.
Like luffy literally died? (But he was saved by gear 5 awakening) and the fact that zoro heard about minor details such as 'someone helped luffy during the fight with kaido'?? He probably knew about luffy's temporary death too, and because of that, i think somewhere deep inside him, what went unsaid was "Thank you for being there for my captain, (helping him) when i was absent"
He loves his captain so muchh okayy??
(Also, someone needs to make a fic about zoro finding out about luffy's death pre gear five awakening, and then zoro being just a tiny bit more protective (than before) towards his captain. Like yes he is already protective, but let's make him even more-)
Not to get sidetracked but uhh, thinking about frobin too...
Something about zoro, robin, and their priority (=it's about their favorite/special person!)
Zoro appreciating someone for helping luffy and robin appreciating someone for helping herself, and then asking them to help out franky.
Dunno how to explain it but when it comes to the dynamics of zolu and frobin, zoro and robin have some pretty noticeable similarities?? and of course luffy and franky... zoro and robin with their level headed, calm, and stoic demeanor?? And then luffy and franky both fall into the 'spontaneous ball of energy' category. They also both like cool things, and cry easily (especially compared to zoro and robin who rarely cry)
Maybe i'll talk more (emphasizing on maybe cuz im so forgetful at times) about their similarities another time, but for now, im like normal about these two ships really
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