#taka no me mihawk

[manofbeskar]

i win.

#my art #mishanks #akataka #mihawk x shanks #shanks x mihawk #taka no me mihawk #hawkeyes mihawk #dracule mihawk #akagami no shanks #red haired shanks #shanks #one piece

[soulfullofstarx]

Taka No Me Mihawk

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Dracule Mihawk

Strongest Swordsman

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#my edit #taka no me mihawk #hawk eyes #dracule mihawk #wallpaper #one piece #lockscreen #homescreen #strongest swordsman in the world

[littlesniggy]

Monster

Hellooooo....it's been a minute but I'm kinda back with a new story. It's a mafia AU with Mihawk and Crocodile. I'm still thinking about turning this into a multi-chapter story with smutty content later but not sure yet. Also, wanted to see your reaction if anyone is even interested. Please let me know how you liked it! Warnings: mention of torture, threat of death, waterboarding, mention of blood, reader is in great danger, mention of other bodily fluids Charakters: Dracule Mihawk, Sir Crocodile, Buggy the Clown, female reader Word count: 1.5k

Part Two

The impatient thudding of the tips of his long fingers against the dark wood of his mahogany desk was the only sound you could hear over your heavy breathing and the blood rushing in your ears. You were soaking wet; water was running down your face, your neck and disappearing into your soaking clothes. Strands of wet hair clung to your cold skin and your entire body was shivering. You felt dizzy. 

Next to you stood a man with a big cigar between his lips, holding a half-empty canister that was previously filled to the brim with water. His lips were forming a sadistic smile at your pathetic sight and he was more than ready to place the dirty towel back over your face and start the torture once again. 

“Are you sure you have no idea where your people hid the money?” his piercing amber eyes, that seemed to be almost yellow depending on how the light fell, looked at you almost bored yet observant and his voice matched that expression; his tone was nonchalant but had a certain edge to it that would not permit any kind of defiance.

“Of course, she knows where the money is! She is the one who fucking stole it!” that voice you knew. Next to the big desk was a fancy-looking sofa where the supposed head of this organization was sitting. You (and really anyone you knew) have been under the impression that he was running everything. Sure, he didn’t look like a lot but he had practically an army from thugs to clod-blooded murderers underneath him, so he was certainly not someone to mess with. But when he was silenced with a single glare from the man in front of you, you weren’t so sure anymore who actually was in charge.

“If you can’t behave, I suggest you leave, clown.” The man mumbled but it had the desired effect – Buggy was silent. Now, his attention was all back on you and you couldn’t say you were particularly happy about that. 

“I am still waiting for an answer. Or do we have to waste some more water on you?” A shuffle next to you put your whole body back on edge.

“I don’t know anything! I’m just the driver!” the words tumble over your tongue hastily, hoping to escape another round of waterboarding. 

“Yes, that’s what you said before yet somehow I don’t believe you.” The man in front of you mused. He glanced to his partner who was standing next to you. “How about you, Crocodile?” 

You’ve heard that name before but never had a face to it. Sir Crocodile – nobody knew his real name – was notorious, even among people in the underworld. If you didn’t have a particular death wish you made sure to stay clear of his business. But why was he here? 

“I think our little guest here knows more than she wants to admit. But this one is your call, Hawkeye.” 

You suddenly felt nauseous, your blood ran cold, bile started to threaten up your throat, and your entire body started shaking uncontrollably.  Hawkeye. Why was he here? As with Sir Crocodile, you had no idea what Hawkeye, Dracule MIhawk, really looked like but apparently, he was sitting right in front of you. If luck wasn’t on your side before with Sir Crocodile next to you, it had now outright abandoned you and thrown you to the wolves altogether. You balled your tied hands into fists, trying to wrench yourself free from your restraints but to no avail. 

Mihawk sighed seemingly defeated and nodded his head quickly in affirmation. 

“No!” You yelled but the towel was pressed onto your face once more, the chair was pulled back and immediately water started pouring out of the canister and onto your face. 

Hawkeye watched as the other man attempted to drown you, his fingers non-stop tapping against the dark wood. He didn’t know if he should believe you or not but quite frankly, he didn’t really care. Even if you told the truth and were some oblivious little girl – you were still part of the group who stole his money. And that was something he couldn’t let slide. 

He watched passively as your body convulsed under the water; how you tried to turn your head but the towel clung to your face like a second skin. He knew Crocodile wouldn’t kill you unless he gave the OK so he averted his gaze to his right where Buggy was still sitting, his eyes glued to your struggling form. 

“Get out.” Mihawk simply said. Buggy’s head snapped towards him with a venomous glare but was quick to rethink his next words carefully. 

“But-“ 

“I said get out. Or you’re next.” Without saying another word, the clown got up and left the room through a side-door which lead to another office. 

Mihawk’s attention was brought back to you when you started coughing violently as Crocodile removed the towel, the canister still filled to a quarter. He was glad he thought ahead when deciding on their new operating base. This room had a concrete floor with a drain in the middle. The expensive carpet that usually embellished the cold floor was neatly placed at the far end of the room. 

Your lungs were burning and your vision was blurry. Your knuckles had turned white from how fiercely your hands clawed at the armrest of the chair you were tied to. “Please….” You whimpered between coughs.  “I don’t know anything. Please, believe me.” Your pleading was met with silence from Mihawk and an amused chuckle from Crocodile.  

Your eyes started to focus again and you looked at the man in front of you, begging him silently with your eyes to believe you, to stop hurting you, and to please let you go. 

“Please, let me leave.” You whispered; tears started rolling down your cheeks.

“I’m afraid I can’t do that.”  uncontrollable sobs left your body and you started crying shamelessly. Your head hung low as you were shaking your head over and over in denial but that wouldn’t save you. 

Hawkeye got up from his chair and slowly walked around the desk until he stood beside you. Out of the corner of your eyes you could see his black boots. You instinctively inched away when he crouched down beside you, holding a knife in his one hand while the other one played with the sharp blade. 

“Please…” you tried again but MIhawk shushed you. 

“You see, I’m quite in a predicament here.” He started and he traced the blade of his knife over your leg, cutting through the thick denim of your jeans in the process. A whimper escaped your lips. “Don’t…”

“If you are lying and I’m letting you go, that would give people the wrong impression of me. If you are not lying and I let you go, people would still get the wrong impression of me. You might not be the one who stole from me but someone else from your organization sure did and it would let people believe that I am easy to steal from. So, the only option where I at least would keep my good name would be to simply kill you.” The pressure on your leg increased and you screamed in pain and at his words.

“If you don’t know anything, you are worthless to me and if you do know something you probably won’t tell me. Either way, I have no use for you anymore.” 

“No, no, please!” panic took over your mind and body and you’d do anything to survive this ordeal. “What if I do know something!” you tried to bargain, knowing fully well that you knew nothing. 

Mihawk’s lips were pressed into a joyless smile, his eyes were looking at you almost pitiful. Almost. 

“I’d kill you faster as a reward.” His voice could’ve sunk the titanic by how cold it was. Your heart sunk to your stomach, all blood that was still in your head also seemed to leave as you looked at the man, the monster, in front of you, telling you calmly that he’d end your life no matter what. 

Your brain was unable to grasp the thought of death as you suddenly felt extremely tired. It was as if someone put a warm blanket over your head that slowly drained out the last bit of light. Were you dying? But where was the pain? There was something warm running down your legs so were you already bleeding to death? It felt soothing. Your breathing became slower and slower, Mihawk’s face became nothing but a blur and then there was darkness. 

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“She passed out.” Crocodile noted amused as he pressed his cigar out in the ashtray on the desk. Mihawk nodded and got back up, his eyes looking at your unconscious form.

“And she peed herself.” 

#One piece #op #one piece mihawk #dracule mihawk #sir crocodile #buggy #buggy the clown #buggy the genius jester #hawkeye #taka no me #mafia au #op mafia au #one piece mafia au #mention of water boarding #female reader #op sir crocodile #one piece sir crocodile #one piece buggy #littlesniggy

[wan-dream]

Roronoa Zoro VS Dracule Mihawk ロロノア・ゾロ VS ジュラキュール・ミホーク

#one piece #roronoa zoro #dracule mihawk #wan dream edit #zoro #pirate hunter zoro #op zoro #mihawk #op mihawk #hawkeye mihawk #taka no me no mihawk #manga edit

[loftypuma]

P.F.008:Dracule Mihawk

#draw #pencil #dibujo #sketch #art #drawing #anime #manga #one piece #dracule mihawk #mihawk #taka no me #luffy #mugiwara no luffy #mugiwara #marine #shichibukai #marineford

[yoruslave]

Hawk-Eye" Mihawk (鷹の目のミホーク, Taka no Me no Mihōku

 Jurakyūru Mihōku !!

❝ジュラキュール・ミホーク, 久しぶり だな ....... ❞

#dracule mihawk #one piece mihawk #op mihawk #mishanks #hawkeye mihawk #cross guild #dailymihawk #one piece #opla

[firstdivisiongirl]

I am sissy! Give me match ups, please!

Perfect and personality match for Tokyo Revengers and One Piece!

Hi Buddy! Just to clarify for everyone. The reason there is no description and I am still doing this matchup is because this is my real life sister! The older sister from Thursday things my sister says! I known her for 26 years, so no need for a description. I hope you like it!

You are Most Like....

Nico Robin & Shinichiro Sano!!!

Let's start with Nico Robin:

You are both chasing the high of the Scholastic Book Fair lol (it's a text post joke). But in reality, you both love reading!

Both of you have a scary sense of humor. Like it is disturbing.

You are definitely the mom friend of any group. People always come to you for advice (mostly me but still)

You two are so calm no matter what

Now time for Shinichiro:

GOD TIER OLDER SIBILING!

You both have terrible luck with getting a date!

You both are bullied by your younger siblings

You both have the cutest little sister (aka me and Emma. Wait...Emma and I are similar lol)

People are draw to you. I swear everyone loves you and the number of random people walking up to you to ask a question or talk to you about something weird is baffling

Now time for the perfect matches. You got...Dracule Mihawk and Takashi Mitsuya!!!

Let's start with Hawkeye:

He had you at library.

You two both love reading and books so I can picture riveting discussion about books.

He would love that you like quiet and hate Shanks (I get you hate Shanks, but he could be worse).

Cooking together!

I picture indoor date nights. A good meal, a good book, and just being together

You would love his island. It's dark, spooky and quiet.

Now time for Taka:

He would love that you are good with kids. He would ask you to take care of his sisters (or the beans as you call them) when he has to go to Toman meetings.

Dates would be lowkey. Bike ride and cafe maybe?

Because you are social awkward, you and Hakkai would be great friends.

You would be the number one fan of his designs.

You two would be sassy and sarcastic together.

The vibes are there

Note: Beans are a term of endearment

#first division girl #tokyo revengers #one piece #one piece matchups #one piece matchup #op matchups #op matchup #tokyo rev #tokyo revengers matchups #tokyo revengers matchup #tokyo rev matchup #tr matchups #tr matchup #character matchup

[akagamiko]

TASHIGI ( @shiigures ) asked:  Tashigi gives him some bottles of whiskey since she knows Irish coffee doesn't last as long. 'Happy birthday. Also have you seen Mihawk lately? I wanted to give my father......I mean that person a present too today but I can't seem to find him. He likes following you though for some odd reason'. More like Shanks following Mihawk but it looks like the opposite for her.

The gift was a welcome surprise!

As was that this young Marine knew his birthday to begin with--or that she knew it was Mihawk’s birthday as well. Did they keep files on those sorts of things?

His mind filled with questions as he glanced over the bottle she had handed to him. Shanks had been so distracted that he’d nearly let her slip of the tongue get past him--but it hadn’t.

His head lifted and his brows raised.

“I’m sorry,” his hand raised in an attempt to stop her, waving the bottle in front of her. “Father? You said father.” A few fingers lift from the bottle, careful enough to not drop it, but enough to point fingers at her. His brows are knit together, confusion.

“You said father,” he repeated, lamely. He did know of Mihawk’s current whereabouts. It wasn’t unusual for Shanks to track him down on their shared day, even if the other man seemed less than pleased with it at times, Shanks had no reason to believe he disliked being sought out.

She wasn’t lying, he could tell that much. “Taka no Me is your father? And he never told me.”

#birthday asks #late but woopsies #ANSWERED. #shiigures #how many times can he say father... #the limit does not exist #immediately makes this about himself #QUEUE.

[muselexum]

@indomiitas​​​ sent:

The room smelt like scented oils and shaving cream. They were both vain men and it, this, had become somewhat of a routine between them. Mihawk told him that his stubble was unbecoming, and he let him shave it off. Buggy in return scolded him that his hair needed proper care if it was to be stuck beneath his hat all day. Neither of them complained much about it.

Buggy frowned as he combed back the black strands, halting his motions. His index finger traced the fine line of silver by his ear.

”You’re graying, Taka. Don’t try blaming this on me.“ One of his hands detached to grab a mirror, holding it up in front of him so Mihawk could see for himself. A smirk played across his lips as he rested his arms on his shoulder, leaning closer to his ear. ”Suits you, though.“

Mihawk did not mind this new, shared time between them. As surprising as it may have been, Buggy was actually far more pleasant company in private and Mihawk could only conclude that it was due to Buggy’s lack of need to perform. Aside from that, having a routine like this brought back some of the comforts of his castle-living on Kuraigana. Mihawk was of course a well-seasoned pirate and warrior. He knew how to tolerate grime and didn’t need any of this self care. It was just something he enjoyed and wanted to do for himself if he was provided the opportunity. He did not expect to have Buggy included in any of this, but the other man had meshed quite well into it.

“Hm?” He sounded, eyes still on the book he held as Buggy groomed his raven locks. Buggy had insisted on caring for his hair and Mihawk had allowed him to since then.

Mihawk’s eyes slid over to his reflection in the mirror that was held up to him, his sharp eyes catching the glint of silver in the mass of his dark hair. His head tilted further after Buggy murmured a compliment in his ear, Mihawk fixing his gaze on him. He was silent in thought for a moment before commenting, “I suppose it is natural. At my age.” He had already made peace with the fact that he was aging. He had begun noticing it in the little things from day to day. He had to actively work to keep his flexibility and he had recently adjusted his diet after noticing his body wasn’t metabolizing his intake as efficiently. It was the reality of life and he didn’t hold much sensitivities towards any of it.

“Thank you.” He added, glancing at Buggy once more before returning his attention back to his book. “Lucky for you I have already decided that I will not be dying it when the grey comes in.”

#indomiitas #FOR ALL ( answered. ) #INDOMIITAS ( buggy. ) #MIHAWK ( general tag. ) #MIHAWK ( rp. ) #MIHAWK ( VERSE: the greatest ) #SHIP ( takabara. )

[manofbeskar]

caught

#my art #s lion is canon in my heart #mishanks family #mishanks #goth family #akataka #mihawk x shanks #shanks x mihawk #uta #perona #roronoa zoro #s hawk #s lion #one piece #dracule mihawk #shanks #akagami no shanks #taka no me mihawk #hawkeyes mihawk #red haired shanks #monkey d luffy

[bnhaoptr]

Mihawk and Law | How they act when they're falling in love(SFW)

Yes dear, I can!

Hey, Ho! Let’s Go!

Ask are open! (Headcanon, Imagine, MatchUp...)

Trafalgar Law

♥ ︎ Law is a pirate who has his thoughts stuck on his conquests, how to conquer the One Piece and take revenge for Corázon's death. Therefore, it is a strange feeling for the butterflies in his stomach;

♥ ︎ Liking someone was not in your plans, but you managed to infiltrate the thoughts of the medical pirate;

♥ ︎ With his life of piracy increasingly focused on both the navy and the newspapers, he cannot take chances and much less risk that something happens to you, so he will start with a platonic passion;

♥ ︎With your akuma no mi it is easy to approach you and leave without being noticed;

♥ ︎Like Mihawk, he will study what you like to know how to chat with you and if they share something in common;

♥ ︎ He is systematic, so he will come up with plans to approach and confirm that what they feel is reciprocal;

♥ ︎If it is reciprocal, he will do anything for you to become his S/o

Dracule Mihawk

♥ ︎ Mihawk is a man who is used to his loneliness, when the feeling of wanting to share it with another person arises is disturbing;

♥ ︎ Even though you are a notorious swordsman who cannot be leaving your home for nothing, he will seek more knowledge about you;

♥ ︎ You will leave little perks to your liking;

♥ ︎ He's a more mature man, so he knows that being yandere or anything like that doesn't work out very well. He prefers to be cautious;

♥ ︎ If you can notice that the feeling is reciprocal, you will be invited to a bottle of wine accompanied by paella;

♥ ︎He will be more willing to give you a piece of your precious time;

♥ ︎ Be proud, this man is on his knees for you.

#trafalgar one piece #trafalgar law #law one piece #dracule mihawk #hawkeye mihawk #mihawk x reader #One Piece headcanons #one piece scenario #one piece imagine #one piece #taka no me #law x reader

[littlesniggy]

Monster Part 2

Well hello, it's me again. Being sick and bored really gives you time to think of stories, even if they are really dark. Here is part two of the Mihawk story and it got even darker. Please read the trigger warning. Warnings: blood, mental ab*se, physical ab*se, vi*lence, implied human tr*fficking, dark!!, Crocodile being a little too vi*lent, kind of Stockholm syndrome Characters: Dracule Mihawk, Sir Crocodile, female reader Word count: 1.4k

Part One

His rough hand ran over your wet and sticky hair, the pungent smell of fresh and dried blood in the air. Your breathing was shallow and he knew he should better call a medic if he didn’t want you to die. But he didn’t. His eyes were absentmindedly looking at the opposite wall, thinking about nothing in particular. He tucked a strand of bloodied hair behind your ear before he softly caressed your soft cheek. 

“Please….” Your voice was barely audible yet he could hear you perfectly clear. His golden eyes look down to your beaten face which was resting on his thigh, tears silently running down your face and disappearing into the thick fabric of his pants. You were barely able to stay conscious, one hand supporting your weight on the cold floor, your other hand clinging to his leg. 

Everything hurt. It was easier to point at something that didn’t than describing which parts of your body had taken damage. The warmth of his thigh gave you some twisted sense of comfort; you were scared to death of this man yet you needed the company he currently provided you. 

When his thumb gently wiped away your tears, you took in a shaky breath. A painful twinge in your lungs constantly reminded you that someone, perhaps Sir Crocodile, had damaged something severely inside of you that could potentially end for you in death. 

You had no idea how long you’ve already been here in this room; minutes turned into hours, hours turned into days and maybe days gave already turned into weeks. By this point you were painfully aware that both Crocodile as well as Mihawk knew that you knew nothing yet they haven’t killed you yet. Instead, you had become the punching back for them, enduring all sorts of physical and psychological torture both of them had thrown at you. 

Whereas Crocodile’s methods were more brutal, Mihawk had a more “tame” approach. He tortured you with his words, making you feel more and more hopeless with every visit. You didn’t know which was worse. Crocodile’s abuse would heal, Mihawk’s words were stuck in your head. 

Today was different. Usually, Crocodile and MIhawk came independent from each other. So, you were surprised to see both of them suddenly standing in the small room they held you captive. Without saying a word, Crocodile’s hand was around your neck while the other punched you in your stomach repeatedly. You wanted to throw up but the lack of food only made you dry heave. The nausea remained nevertheless. Your vision soon turned blurry and your eyes became unfocused. Every now and then they fell on Mihawk who was silently leaning against the wall with his arms crossed in front of his chest, just watching the other man’s brutal assault on you. 

When Crocodile left, Mihawk took a seat on the only chair in this room, his eyes never leaving your beaten form. At some point he ordered you with a “Come here” to come to him and you followed it without a second thought. He didn’t say anything else, even when you crawled towards him like some obedient dog and placed your dirty face on his thigh. And then you stayed like this. 

“I want you to tell me something.” Mihawk calmly said out of seemingly nowhere. You remained silent, thinking that you have already told them almost everything you knew, even though it was very little. 

“How much do you think your life is worth?” Now this question surprised you. Your eyes looked up to the man, ignoring the nauseating feeling that crept over your body again. Mihawk’s hand moved down from your cheek over your chin and to your bruised neck. His eyes looked at you expectantly and the not so subtle threat of his hand on your neck made you feel anxious. 

“I…I don’t know.” You replied truthfully. 

“Take a guess.” Mihawk insisted, expecting you to give him a number. How do you put a number on a human’s life, let alone your own? So, you simply replied with a number you thought could be a valid number for a person’s life, if there even was a “valid number”. 

“10.000 million.” You croaked. There was a moment of silence while MIhawk just looked at you. 

“$4.62.” He responded. You must’ve looked at him confused because he clarified.

“While I was thinking about what to do with you I had the idea I could just sell you...”

No. 

“…so I asked a few people if they were interested in buying you…”

No!

“…. $4.62 was the best offer I got.”

NO!

“It is nothing near what you owe me but at this point I have cut my losses and moved on. Of course, if I ever get my hands on your friends, they will have to endure a similar fate as you, maybe even worse,. But for now, this will do.” 

Mihawk grabbed your chin between his fingers and made you look at him directly. You looked at him in disbelief, your brain not comprehending what he just said. 

“You can’t do this….” You whispered.

“I reckon I can. You seem to be in no position to oppose me in any way so I’m curious what you plan on doing.” He was messing with you. There was no way he would just sell you for less than $5, right? This was one of his little psychological games.

His grip became stronger and his fingertips pressed uncomfortably into your cheeks. He leaned down, his face coming closer to yours; you could feel his warm breath against your wet skin. 

“Tell me, Y/n. What do you want to do about it?” his tone was mocking you and despair spread through your trembling body. 

“This isn’t fair….” Your heart felt heavy and your head was empty. He could not do this!

“This isn’t fair!” you finally yelled at him and yanked your face away from his grip, ignoring the pain in your body. You inched away from the monster, your eyes not leaving him as you watched him casually get up from the chair and walking towards you. 

He didn’t have to go far, though, since the room wasn’t particularly big and you soon bumped into the wall behind you. 

“That’s right, it isn’t fair. Yet you are the only one I can punish for the loss of my money so you should thank your friends for this situation. Though I wonder, are they really your friends? Getting you into trouble like this and not even telling you about the whole plan?” Mihawk mused.

“….”

“I thought so. Oh well, isn’t it a shame they’re getting away with it.” 

You averted your gaze but couldn’t help but clench your hands into tight fists. He was right. All this time you told them you didn’t know where your acquaintances, your friends, were. You weren’t 100% sure they were still at one of your hiding places but there was a chance. Even though you knew most interactions with your organization were “business” replated you had considered some of the other members your friends. Apparently, this assumption was not mutual. 

Mihawk turned around to walk towards the door, intending to leave the room and leave you alone with your thoughts and the inner conflict. Though, there was no conflict; not anymore. 

“You have to promise not to…not sell me.” You spoke up. You bit your bottom lip while you held your breath, waiting for his reply. When he remained silent but also didn’t leave the room, you continued. 

“We have multiple hideouts but we frequently changed them.  The most recent ones are in the catacombs of the old church 6 blocks from the mall and an abandoned warehouse near the docks. Building 106. I don’t know if they are still there.” You concluded, your eyes staring at his muscular back, waiting for his reaction. 

Mihawk remained silent for a little longer, taking in the information he had desired all along. Finally, he though slightly annoyed. Took you long enough. Without acknowledging you any longer, he reached for the doorknob. 

“Please! You have to promise!” your voice was pleading, desperate, and on the verge of breaking. 

“Never said I would.” And with that, he left the room, leaving you behind, alone with your despair. 

#one piece #op #female reader #littlesniggy #sir crocodile #dracule mihawk #op mihawk #op sir crocodile #hawkeye #taka no me #dark fic #mafia AU #op mafia Au

[wan-dream]

Taka no me no Mihawk, sekai saikyō no kenshi

鷹の目のミホーク、世界最強の剣士

#one piece #hawkeye mihawk #world's strongest swordsman #wan dream edit #mihawk #dracule mihawk #op mihawk #manga edit

[ladygoku]

“Cuando un hombre deja de lado su orgullo, siempre es por alguien más.”

Dracule Mihawk – One Piece.

Créditos por los fanarts a sus respectivos creadores. 🖤

#Dracule Mihawk #Taka no me #Ojos de halcón #Espadachín #Ouka Shichibukai #Pirata #fem #female #genderswap #genderbend #genderbender #GB #One Piece #Neko Cifer #roleplay #glitch #gif

[mizumizunomi]

I'm so curious to know who the Marines sent to get rid of Mihawk lol

#they AT LEAST should have sent kizaru #AT LEAST cause I don't think one admiral would be enough #oh Mihawk is trouble it's gonna be so fun #the only way they could get him is if he chose to let them #dracule mihawk #hawkeye mihawk #one piece mihawk #shichibukai #taka no me no mihoku #one piece #marines

[overlordmihawk-blog]

Everyone deserves this blessed image on their Dash.

I need more smiling Mihawk in my life

#one piece #dracule mihawk #mihawk #taka no me #hawkeyes mihawk #hawkeye mihawk #hawk-eyes