i love my friends

blog solely so i can cheer on my friends and shout to the winds how cool they are

[grainjew]

some kind of warning sign

“You-” growls Zoro, which makes Luffy laugh, clarion and delighted into the night. Stupidly, pointlessly, Nami swallows against the sudden urge to cry.  Watches, instead, Zoro’s head turn towards Luffy’s silhouette, lanternlight glinting orange off his eyes, off the swords resting across his waist. “Whatever,” he says. Some demon. He could be a king of Hell for all the mythologizing Nami’s heard, but he folds like grass to laughter. “Fine.” Nami, Zoro, Luffy, and the shadows of what they’ll become.

hello this is a fic that i have been meaning to write for awhile. you can read it with NO SPOILERS! if you have gotten past BUGGY ARC! for this reason it is VERY ACCESSIBLE TO NEW READERS! unlike the VAST MAJORITY OF MY WORK!

i hope you ENJOY!!

[scribblurri]

ash and kiawe do kanto snapshots!

[baicaozhe]

I’m your virtual angel

[baicaozhe]

2020 vs 2024 thank you one piece for single handedly driving me to improve at digital art

[asyisnotok]

HAPPY ONE PIECE DAY !!!!!

[joyfuldawn]

zoro + steel

“Again,” Mihawk says, gesturing with Kogatana. His stance is relaxed but his eyes are alert, a bird of prey staring down a mouse.

Zoro drags himself upright, wet and dirty and bruised. Licks his own blood from Wado’s edge, and tastes steel. This is his crucible. He will throw himself into the fire a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand times, a blade reforged again and again, until he is strong enough for Luffy. It doesn’t hurt that bad, Zoro thinks, after Thriller Bark, choking on devotion that felt like broken ribs and blood in his lungs. This is nothing.

He sets Wado between his teeth, unsheathes Kitetsu and Shusui, and lunges again.

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[joyfuldawn]

kohza + rations

Kohza looks down at his bowl of porridge. It’s meager, more grain than milk. They’ve been rationing water for… a year and a half now, after the rains became rarer and rarer, and then stopped coming entirely. The last sandstorm buried most of Yuba’s farmland beneath the ever-encroaching dunes. Barely any of the vibrant oasis Kohza remembers from his childhood remains.

“Eat your porridge, Kohza,” his father says, looking up to the sun and clasping his hands together to pray. “The rain will come again soon.”

A/N: fun fact! kohza is eating belila (egyptian wheat porridge)

I am fascinated by the implications of a) one piece islam and b) egyptian sun mythology re: alabasta and nika

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[joyfuldawn]

rebecca + gold

Humidity clings to Rebecca’s skin, dank and stale. In the belly of the Colosseum, sickness and despair linger like a plague, rotting people alive. Every gladiator trapped inside its gaping maw is dying. It’s only a matter of when.

Rebecca may not live to see Doflamingo fall, but she will not die today. Not like those wasting away below.

Her armor is flimsy, and offers little protection. Rebecca wears it nonetheless. But every day the crowds bay for her blood, she imagines. Real armor and a sharpened sword, like a hero of old. Someone who could take down a tyrant.

She dons her helm of gleaming gold and steps out into the ring.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[joyfuldawn]

robin + map

Robin doesn’t expect it when she’s pulled aside, one lazy afternoon.

“What do you remember about Ohara?” Nami asks, notebook in hand. “I want to make a map.”

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[asyisnotok]

sometimes, gods demand sacrifices. other times, they never even need to ask

[asy-arttt]

behind the scenes under the cut!!

so this drawing actually took me about 13 hours total to work on, originally it started as a concept for a tarot card that ended up being scrapped and replaced with this concept instead!!

some things to note:

- luffy is playing with Zoro's earrings!!!

- zoro's eyelashes are white where his scar runs through

- the color palette was SO hard to figure out!! i went through about five different renditions before settling on this one

the sketch:

let me know if you'd want to see a timelapse of the process!!

[grainjew]

no greater love

“Thousand Sunny is an incredible ship,” is the first thing Jinbe says to him, after Onigashima. Franky grins back, proud beyond measure, and says, “Isn’t she?” No, back a step.

(franky fic for the loyalty series that ive been trying to write in some form for Five Entire Years. spoilers to 1095)

[asyisnotok]

brush test

[asyisnotok]

he got lost in the desert this time but at least he's handsome!!!

[sweetcandyholic]

sleeping

art fight attack for @theminiartblog

[sweetcandyholic]

what direction will take me to you?

art fight attack for @featheryfern of our ocs

[grainjew]

waiting, fledging

Zunesha is walking.  Zunesha is walking.  (Three followers await Joyboy's return.)

(little fic for Joyful series with @oriigami about three guys who have been waiting a very long time! don't read this one unless you've read chapter 1122, this week's chapter)

[baicaozhe]

3D 2YR // (My king, I wield my swords for thee)