PIRATE KING

ꜱᴏ ʜᴇʀᴇ’ꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʀᴇᴇᴅᴏᴍ ᴡᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ !!

[themostfreedom]

Hello! If you somehow find this blog, I apologize for the mess, lmao. 

This is my attempt number 327131814 to be active on this blog. I’m going to go through and slowly revamp it, so just roll with any changes that suddenly happen haha.

This blog is going to be LOW ACTIVITY ! ! I cannot promise I’ll be active everyday, and there is absolutely not going to be any schedule I keep with. This blog is also MUTUALS ONLY ! Though as I said, I may not be on everyday, so please give me a week or so to follow back!!

If you are okay with that I’ll be more than happy to interact! You can send me a random ic ask, or an ooc message to plot, or look through any old memes I’ve reblogged and send them in! 

Thank you for having interest in my blog! I hope you all have a good day! 

[themostfreedom]

@violetueur​ said:

☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them , ↱ = being lost with them, 回 = patching a wound,

                                                         ——  Send me the emoticon

“ Shishishi, that sure was FUN !! ” Though perhaps ‘fun’ wouldn’t be a typical description of their situation, given the fact that they were both battered and bruised, separated from the rest of the crew on an island even Nami wasn’t aware of. But for the rubber captain, all he could think about was all the adventure they could have on this unexpected island, and while it was a shame none of the others were with them, he holds no doubt that they’ll meet up again soon enough. They were his nakama, after all! Reliable till the end. What use was it to be worried when he could just believe in their strength? 

“ You have good eyes, Nicolette! You were able to find this cool cave so easily in the rain! I thought we’d drown outside for sure, shishishi. ” The downpour outside wasn’t quite enough to be fatal even to two devil fruit users, but it sure did limit their mobility. Mobility, that Luffy didn’t hesitate to use now, hindering all attempts the other was making to see to the various scratches he had received when he was thrown off the ship. “ Na, let’s go explore! Let’s go right now! Do you think there’ll be a giant monster here? I wanna eat it !! ”

[themostfreedom]

@tankeboksen​ said:

“You better have a good reason for waking me at three am.”

“ Of course I do, Torao! ” He speaks as if it would be ridiculous to think otherwise. Surely you know by now, Torao. He always has a good reason.

“ I thought I saw a cloud look like MEAT! You have to come see!! ” Yes. Good reasons.

[themostfreedom]

// lmao not me coming online here just bc i was suddenly reminded it was robin’s birthday 

anyways, i’ll follow through on my promise to actually try and get things going on this blog!! VERY SLOWLY though. Seriously, i’m going to be so slow omg 

But if anyone wants to send me memes! I’ll be working through to answer them ! 

[themostfreedom]

@violetueur​ said:

“I’m always going to love you. And I need you to know that.”

                                                          ——   More Sentence Starters      

“ Shishishi, I know! ” It’s said so easily, filled with certainty that came from knowledge never once doubted. “ I love you too, Nicolette! Always! ” 

And despite the carefree manner it was spoken, there’s weight behind the words. Because he knew how long things like ‘always’ and ‘forever’ lasted. Was given a promise meant to last just as long, back when he was still too small to understand just how uncaring the world really was. ( ‘ I will never die, luffy! ’ ) But while he knew that some promises couldn’t last against the limits of time and reality, he was just as sure that some things really could last forever. That LOVE had no end to it. It only grew, and grew, and grew some more. And he feels it everyday. Sees it with every smile. Is sure of it’s existence as sure as he is of the sea they sail on. 

So just because he can, because he was bursting with love and unafraid to show it, he stretches his arms to wrap around the assassin multiple times, laughing all the while. “ I love you lots and lots and lots ! ! " 

[missjanjie]

More Sentence Starters

i had fun with the last batch and the tropes one, so here are more sentences to send in with a ship!

“I don’t want to leave you. Not now, not ever.” 

“That is… a choice.” 

“I know that look in your eyes.”

“Is this a joke? Am I being filmed?”

“You’re too good for me. You’re perfect and deserve as much.” 

“This isn’t funny anymore.” 

“You broke my fucking heart!”

“Don’t settle for me.” 

“You’re a fucking mess.”

“Don’t let the door hit you on your way out.”

“Shut up and kiss me.” 

“It was never supposed to come to this.”

“I’m always going to love you. And I need you to know that.”

“What are you gonna do, spank me?”

“There’s no need to explain.”

“Please let me in.”

“I couldn’t sleep, so I counted the freckles on your back. There’s fifty three, if you were wondering.”

“I shouldn’t find that as hot as I do.”

“Just let me be.” 

“I think we could be good together.” 

“Look, if you wanna fuck, just say so.”

“How’d we end up like this?”

“No one’s gonna hurt you while I’m around.” 

“I’ve never felt more alive.”

“You’re just wrong.”

“I know that I have issues. I face them, I swear.”

“I can’t believe how petty you are.”

“If I could choose who to fall in love with, I’d still pick you.” 

“You just don’t know who I am.”

“Please put some clothes on.”

“I fell in love with you, not them.”

“Your opinion is the only one I care about.”

“I’ve craved your touch for far too long.”

“What happened to your big date?”

“You better have a good reason for waking me at three am.”

“You’re shivering, take my jacket.”

“Is this a new kink of yours?”

“I’m right here. I’ve been here all along, but you still can’t see me.”

“I don’t know what love is.”

“I deserved a better goodbye.”

“Don’t give up on me.” 

“They stare at you every time you look away.” 

“What are you so afraid of?”

“I’m the one that’s always been there.”

“Maybe if you listened for once…”

“I like you better when you’re naked.” 

“Was it worth it?”

“Just commit and deal with it.” 

“We’re not safe here.” 

“This time, we’re through.”

“I’ve spent so much time just trying to resist you.”

“Don’t touch me.”

“Go ahead and break my heart.”

“Do you want me to kiss it better?”

“We’re not on the same page, you’re in an entirely different book.”

“I heard you talking about me.”

“You’re the only thing in the world that makes sense to me.”

“No, wait, that was hot. Do it again.” 

“Who the fuck do you think you are?”

“Run away with me.”

“I was planning on ignoring my birthday this year, why?”

“Friends don’t kiss me the way you do.” 

“This can’t be happening.”

“Nothing could compare to you.”

“What do you mean you didn’t have a choice?”

“I can sleep on the floor if you’re that freaked out about sharing a bed.”

“I know it’d be easier to leave me.”

“Just stay with me, please.”

“All you have to do is pretend you’re in love with me.”

“When you touched me, I felt alive again.”

“I’m not going to die alone, my army of cats will be there, and then avenge me.”

“You’re gonna cry your makeup off.”

“Just lie to me, this hurts too much.”

“I wasn’t watching you sleep, you just happened to be asleep while I was still awake.” 

“Wow, you’ve changed.”

“Don’t pretend you did this for anyone but yourself.” 

“Listen, I never turn down a dare.”

“I’m not saying that I’m scared, but I’m certainly screaming it in my head.”

“You are, by far, the most frustrating person I have ever dealt with.” 

“Don’t you get it? You were supposed to end up with me!”

[xmusiings]

He died protecting me Lord help me if you die too!

[healere]

SUPPORT BLACK MUNS. SUPPORT BLACK CHARACTERS. SUPPORT THE BLACK FOLK IN THE RPC.

[fightersuggestion]

heroic? im just tryna have a fun time, dude

[transfranky]

Luffy's hair feels like one of these things

[themostfreedom]

Takes a peak in here to say wow I’ve really missed rping this rubber dumbass 

Also hope you all are doing well!

[themostfreedom]

stowaway :

Curses fell past pink lips pulled tight in a grimace as sweat stained a furrowed brow; meanwhile, tired limbs fought in a fruitless attempt to gain leverage as the room’s available space began to diminish. Struggling was pointless, but being so cramped had already made it that much harder to breathe — as if the very walls were beginning to close in on themselves, content to crush her where she sat. Perhaps all those years in hiding had done something less than good for her mentality. She absolutely loathed the feeling of being small and weak. It wasn’t as though she were some helpless woman, but she wasn’t a captain anymore either. The power she’d once possessed had been sucked dry by Hell itself and she was painfully unprepared for any real physical confrontation. Sure, she could fight, but if that group from before had managed to catch her, she would’ve been no match for them. Just the thought was enough to make her blood boil as scarred fingers curled themselves into quivering fists so tight that her knuckles turned white.

As time went on, it was both the silence and the heat that became unbearable. Although she’d experienced far worse, the rising temperature did little for her temper, nor did it bring up very pleasant memories. Maybe she was just getting too worked up, but the air felt much too thick and she had to gasp just to ease her aching lungs. She shivered as sweat dripped down the nape of her neck before swiping the back of a quivering hand over her damp forehead. Goosebumps made themselves known across every expanse of bare flesh as every muscle in her body tensed. She had sensed them before they’d even boarded the ship, but the sudden shouts of multiple voices outside the door still made her flinch. It wasn’t as though she’d expected the boat to be abandoned, but the sudden excitement might’ve just stopped her heart. From the sound of it, there was a fight going on and she didn’t have to be out there watching to know just what was happening. Seeing as she’d led her own group of marines towards the boat, it didn’t take a genius to guess who the ship’s owners were currently battling — nor did it take a genius to assume by the obnoxious cheering that they were also the ones losing said battle.

All while a fight raged outside, Nicolette remained calm and level-headed inside the storage room — that is to say, she was fighting not snap completely. Between her heart hammering quite audibly inside her chest and the uncontrollable wheezing which she struggled to muffle behind gritted teeth, it was like asking to be found. And she wasn’t all that confident in her chances of survival if that were to occur. More often than not, she’d been successful in bribing her way onto ships as a stowaway, but only after she’d manipulated her victims with fabricated tales of woe or her charming good looks. Something told her these pirates would be a lot less understanding knowing she’d already snuck onto their ship. She’d be lucky to escape with her life — let alone all her arms and legs.

Best case scenario? They kill her. Worst case scenario? They throw her into the ocean.

By now the fighting had died down and Nicolette could hear the quiet murmur of voices from her place of hiding. From where she sat, she noticed too that the ship was no longer docked at the harbor. The gentle rocking was something she’d become rather familiar with and it helped to ease the weight upon her shoulders. She wondered if perhaps the trip would go much smoother than she’d first thought it would. She’d yet to be found and by the number of voices she could make out from behind the door, she didn’t think the crew itself was very large at all. She dared to entertain the thought that, if they were to find her, she might even be capable of fighting them — but it seemed as though they wouldn’t find her at all!

Even as she thought it, Nicolette knew it was foolish, because not minutes later she caught the nearing of footsteps. Although it was possible that her mind was simply playing tricks on her, she felt a growing sense of dread flood her veins. Her eyes would quickly scan the room only to close when they found no possibility of escape. There was nowhere to run. There was nowhere to even hide — though she still attempted to press herself as close to the back wall as physically possible, wishing she could just melt into it and disappear. She ceased breathing as whoever had sensed her touched the knob, wincing as the sound reached her ears and seemingly echoed in the dark. Her heartbeat seemed to be the loudest sound of all, though.

She wondered if they could hear it too.

Light flooded the small room, causing her to squint as her eyes adjusted to the sudden brightness, and she could barely make out the figure standing in the doorway from her place in the corner. They asked if she was lost and she almost retched from fear. Their voice held no malice, but she knew more than anyone that even wild animals could play pretend. Who was to say that wouldn’t slit her throat the moment she tried to speak? It almost stopped her from attempting to respond at all, but she was sure that would be worse. Most people hated to be ignored — something she could understand. But her mouth felt dry and she was suddenly very thirsty, making it difficult to make any sound at all, let alone words. She swallowed thickly, tongue darting out to wet parted lips. It was now or never.

❝ Um… well… it’s — it’s not what it looks like — ❞

She had avoided eye contact up until the point, and she was finding it very hard to formulate an answer without knowing what expression the other wore. From her place on the floor, she felt it incredibly demeaning to have to look up at whoever it was she had the misfortune of speaking to, but found her legs wouldn’t cooperate. She doubted, with how badly they were shaking, that they could hold her up even if they did. Despite the hesitation, she found herself raising her gaze, taking in the three figures that stood before her. They were all men, all unfamiliar (though the one at the front seemed vaguely familiar). She regarded the boy with the strawhat first, searching his face for any ill intent that might be there. When she found none, she looked towards the man growing moss from his skull who proved to be far more intimidating than the other. As if reading her thoughts, he seemed to grow angrier, prompting a swift turn of her head towards the man with blonde hair — who currently seemed to be spouting some nonsense she couldn’t quite comprehend. She really wished she could stop looking at them, but knew that the moment she took her eyes away, she would be vulnerable. As she spoke, her gaze shifted between the two that appeared the friendliest. At least they weren’t hideous. She’d met quite a few men who’s grotesque appearances left much to be desired. ❝ Heh… do I look lost? Would you… even really believe that I was? If I say no… will you kill me? I won’t go easily, you know — I’m stronger than I look. ❞

The girl seemed worried. Maybe even afraid? To Luffy it seemed that she didn't even want to be on their ship. Like she wanted to be somewhere else, and yet for some reason here she is, on Sunny in their storage room. It made him wonder how she thought getting on a pirate's ship was a good idea. Sure, he loved Sunny and this was his home...but it wasn't hers. This was someplace foreign to her and it couldn't give her comfort in any way. It was clear even from the way she talked. She sounded nervous, tripping over her words at first like she wasn't sure what to say. Maybe she really was lost? But she said it wasn't what it looked like. It really was becoming confusing for the rubberman, he just wished she would answer his question clearly. He was never good at these types of things, that was what Nami and Robin ( sometimes Sanji as long as it didn’t involve women ) were good at. But he didn’t want to call the others in yet, because there was still no telling what kind of person this stranger was.

They hadn't had a stowaway since Robin, but this stranger was acting a bit differently than how Robin acted. The obvious difference would be that the archaeologist exposed herself first, and it was pretty funny how the entire crew was so surprised when she came on deck dressed in Nami's clothes. But, this stranger wasn't all that different, either. They sort of had similar expressions. Robin said something about how she had to go from ship to ship to survive, didn't she? Was this stranger doing the same? Without having any place to go to — with nowhere to return to. Was she possibly alone? Her back was against the wall as she stared down her potential opponents. Back against the wall. It was a good fighting position, helps lessen threats from a side she can't see...but doesn't it also mean she doesn't have anyone to watch her back for her? That she was alone. It wasn't a position that the captain was envious of. He was surrounded by his crew, and for that he was thankful. He didn't want to know why she chose to hide. Why she would hope that no one would find her. How could running away be better?

   Even if you get hurt, wouldn't that be less painful than being alone?

Luffy couldn't see how she planned to survive. If they didn't find her when they did, what would she have done? They couldn't feed her if they didn't even know she was on board, right? Sanji was good at making sure food wasn't stolen, something the rubberman could personally confirm, so she wouldn't have been able to steal to eat. Sanji would be horrified if they had a starving person on the ship. And Chopper couldn't make sure she wouldn’t get sick. He gave checkups to everyone from time to time, and Nami said something about the next island is supposed to be cold. This stranger wouldn’t have been comfortable if she stayed in a storage room without a blanket. It was much warmer with everyone in the bedrooms. It just didn't make sense that she would try to hide.

He wasn't surprised at his chef's hopelessly-in-love reaction to the stranger they found. Sanji acted that way around all females and he has just gotten used to it, even if it was still funny. At least he wasn’t in danger of dying from blood loss anymore. That was bad. He could feel Zoro stiffen a bit, probably wanting to argue with their cook again. But, it was good that they were here. They were very reliable after all. Sanji probably wouldn't want to fight a girl, but he wouldn't ever let something happen to their nakama. Though, even if something did happen to all three of them it wasn't such a big deal. All of them worked hard over the two years and gotten stronger. The rest of the crew could take care of themselves too so he didn't have to worry so much when his crew was with him. The only one he really had to worry about was Sunny, since Luffy tended to break things when he fought ( and sometimes even when he wasn't fighting ), but Franky was around so he could fix Sunny up again.

He still wasn't even sure if she was lost or not. She never did answer his question... Though she seemed to be readying herself for a fight. He could feel Zoro shift again a bit, probably in response to her aggressive front, but Luffy just kept looking at her in curiosity. "You won't be able to take on all of us with just yourself." He said bluntly. Maybe that wasn't the best way to calm the situation down, to people who didn’t know better, that could have very easily been a threat. But he was really only stating the truth. Anyone with Observation Haki would be able to tell that. She was strong, but not strong enough to fight against everyone at once. Not really strong enough to likely win against even Zoro, Sanji, or himself one-on-one. He wasn't letting his guard down, even weak people could fight well if they had the determination, but they really did have all the advantages here.

He couldn't really see her face that clearly and she was still sitting on the floor so Luffy squatted down on the floor. That was better. They were at eye level now and more light shined into the room from the open space above his head and between Zoro and Sanji. He could make out things about the stranger he couldn't before. Like how she was a little unkempt, probably due to not being able to afford, in both monetary sense and otherwise, to stop for a bit and take care of herself. She also looked hungry. When was the last time she sat down and ate without having to worry? That would be the first thing changed, Sanji would see too it as soon as it was safe. She also had really long hair and cool eyes, one looked lighter than the other but he couldn't tell if that was because of the lighting or not. She even had scars across her left eye like Shanks did! Though she had four instead of three. The reminder of the redhair brought a smile to his face, making his next words sound cheerier. 

"Though we don't want your life, either." He said, grinning brightly. It was said seemingly without much care, as if an afterthought. After all, what would be the point in killing her? They didn't really have a reason to fight her yet. It isn't good that she snuck on the ship in the first place, it's their ship after all, but she didn't do anything to Sunny, or his crew. Well, besides the half-thread she just said, but Luffy didn't really care about that. It was clear that she wouldn’t be able to follow through, and he’s seen many people say things to sound tougher when they were scared. Something like harmless words wasn’t enough to get worked up over. 

Though he didn't know why she thought he wouldn't believe if she was lost. Zoro gets lost on Sunny all the time, even when it was his home. Maybe she just didn't want to say she was as stupid as Zoro. She didn't seem to like looking at the swordsman at least...Though, now that Luffy thought about it, why was she on their ship anyways? "...What do you want on Sunny?" he asked aloud, probably a bit late in asking such an important question, but at least it was asked eventually.

[themostfreedom]

???: 

@themostfreedom

Heavy footfalls and ragged breathing went hand-in-hand as curses followed her around every corner. It was an abysmal soundtrack she’d grown to hate more and more over the years. Being so close to capture used to send adrenaline pumping through her veins, not fear. When had her lifestyle become more like a punishment than a reward? She’d never been a very goal-oriented person to begin with, but having something to look forward to— no matter how minuscule— was definitely a positive thing. Or at least, it had been until the consequences of her actions had come to bite her in the ass. She’d thought herself strong. She’d believed herself invincible. Even with an army of vile creatures whose hearts were tainted just as black as her own, she’d been a failure. In the end, the respect she’d thought those men to have for her had been nonexistent.

It was a fool’s folly.

And now, she was paying the price. Even after freedom had been returned to her desperate clutches, she was still fighting. Before prison, fighting had been just a game; it was nothing more than a way to pass the time. Living as a poor child had made her vicious. With no parents or relatives to speak of, she’d become bitter of those more fortunate than her. Finding and eating that fruit had probably been the best decision of her life— too bad it’d been overshadowed by all the terrible things she’d later used it for. Life after life had been taken and only when she’d had more power than any one person should, did she realize it was better to expand her horizons. It didn’t matter how rich she got, only that she continued to get richer. As long as she gotstronger, who cared how many enemies she made? Like a sickness, the need for more festered. Being corrupted by greed wasn’t so bad just as long as all her desires were satisfied! There was, however, only so much one girl could do on her own. Eventually, it had come time to move on to bigger and badder dreams. It was one thing to fight foolish men for petty cash, and another to destroylives. She wished no longer to challenge opponents, but to crush them beneath her boots. She longed to pillage entire towns and leave them burning in her wake, but for that to be a reality, she had to first build an arsenal. And what was better than going solo?

An ARMY.

Perhaps her dead parents would’ve been proud that their little girl had become a pirate captain, living a dream they could’ve never reached as mere members of a small crew. The idea probably would’ve pleased her if not for the fact that she barely remembered the people who raised her— only the person who’d gotten them killed. It was funny just how things worked out. Her poor brother, black sheep of the family, despised the immoral life his parents lived and thought it best to sell their souls to the military. She still recalled the faces of the men who called themselves Marines, wearing triumphant smiles as they slaughtered the accused right before her very eyes. Looking back on it now, she had to laugh at how his genius plan had worked out. That boy had killed his parents and then his sister had killed him. Enough time had passed now that she could make the story into nothing more than a joke; a warning given to all those who attempted to defy her. For who would want to test a woman so heartless and cold that she would kill her own flesh and blood? If she hadn’t hesitated then, why would she hesitate with anyone else? Her enemies had called her a savage. Her crew, though clearly disloyal in the way they’d abandoned her, followed her as a monster. Long story short, she became known as the one thing every poster that bore her face held: HARPY LADY.

Myth believed it to be a feral creature with the face of a woman and features of a bird. Like the fabled beast, she too had soared through the sky and ripped apart those that stood in her way. She’d managed to make quite a name for herself in such a short period of time; however, it wasn’t as good a thing as she’d first thought it’d be. That infamy came with a heavy price— one she hadn’t been so willing to pay. People were right when they said sinners went to hell, because that’s exactly where her tainted soul had gone. Hell. It was a place, she learned, not a belief. It was crafted and built by humans, not a religious idea or a punishment after death. Hell was real and she’d seen it first hand; she’d personally experienced it. The rumors were true, but not one of them did it any real justice. The people behind those whispers could only imagine the kind of torture she’d gone through. They could only fear it. Simple words could not embody the true horror in that place. Even its name could bring a grown man to his knees. IMPEL DOWN.

Supposedly, the facility was absolutely inescapable. Which meant she shouldn’t even be running from capture right now and instead should’ve been— well, captured. And that would have been the case if not for that incident two years ago. It was the second successful break out the prison had ever had, but the first hadn’t been nearly on the same scale as this one. Hundreds of prisoners had made it out, including herself, thanks to some kid who’s face she’d yet to forget. They called him Straw Hat, but she’d never caught what his real name was. Though she didn’t bothering caring about such things, it felt almost wrong to be so ignorant. It was him she had to thank for her life, after all. By now she probably would’ve been dead in the ground— whether it be from starving in level 3 or having her insides practically cooked in level 4. Lucky for her, that was far from the case.

Except her situation right now was anything but lucky. By now the voices had caught up and she was running out of options, fast. Getting caught was absolutely out of the question, but outrunning them seemed just as impossible. She wouldn’t even think about trying to fight them, either. Her days as a captain were over and she wasn’t as stupid and careless as she’d once been. Impel Down had taught her enough common sense to keep her alive this long and she didn’t nearly have the strength she did before. Two years of living in the shadows and becoming a permanent stow away on whatever ship was readily available had left her seriously untrained. Hopefully time would allow her to fix that, but for now there were more important things to worry about. Hiding, it seemed, would be her only chance. How tragic it was that such a fearless captain had been reduced to nothing more than a cowardly rat. If she weren’t so focused on not collapsing, her ego probably would’ve been wounded.

Rounding yet another corner, Nicolette found herself stopping short at the island’s designated docks. The area was much too big to hide in, but perhaps it could offer her something better. Hitching rides was something she’d become awfully good at over the years. Why pay for a ride when you could get one for free? She’d gotten quite good at hiding too, but that wasn’t a skill one could avidly brag about with any sense of pride. Time was, however, of the essence and choosing a ship wasn’t as easy as merely picking. She’d made a couple bad decisions and the results weren’t something she wished to repeat again. Footsteps grew closer as heliotrope orbs scanned their surroundings, settling on the face of a beast painted in a color which rivaled the sun. In fact, she worried that staring too long might burn her retinas and surely she didn’t need yet another eye to become useless. Fitting the stereotypical pirate had already been taken care of, no need to go blind, right? With her choice made, Nicolette wasted no time in making her daring getaway as those footsteps reached their destination. Too bad they would never find her.

Lions were inconspicuous, weren’t they?

Heavy footfalls and ragged breathing went hand-in-hand when you live the life of a pirate. Becoming a pirate is the same as being ready to have your life end at a moment’s notice. The sea is an unforgiving place, filled with unpredictably harsh weather and monstrous creatures, with even more monstrous humans. Enemies who are blinded by their need to gain the upper hand. Bounty Hunters who would gladly bring your head ( and sometimes just your head ) in for more beri in their pockets. Marines who hunt with justice at their backs to bring an end to criminals, sometimes not caring about the casualties along the way.

It’s a place where only the strong survive. 

But that isn’t all it is. It’s about adventure. It’s about dreams. It’s about living with all the freedom you have because you don’t want to leave any regrets behind. And for Luffy, that is exactly what he does. Even now, with marines on his tail shouting his epithet and declaring that he will finally meet his end. It wasn’t all fun and games, he knew just how serious things would be if they were caught, but that didn’t mean he had to face everything with a frown and a cloud over his head. Instead he threw his head back and laughed at the skies. At the silly marines who thought they could strip him of his freedom. At the world who would restlessly try to cage him and force him to obey its laws. He ran, not because he was cornered or trapped, but because he could. He was free to run as he pleased. He could keep running until he reached the sea. Back to where he belonged with his nakama. He could keep throwing his legs out in front of him because there was no worry of something blocking his path. Nothing that he couldn’t face with all of his strengths unwavering following behind him every step of the way. Some may call that foolishness. Some may only see arrogant rookies who believed themselves to be invincible. But, it didn’t matter what strangers thought because it didn’t change the truth. It didn’t change what the flag hung proudly on their ship stood for.

Never again will he run because he had no other choice. Run, because the cage was too close. Run, because the enemy was suddenly too strong, too overwhelming. He won’t allow running to be a desperate escape ever again. Because he was now stronger than that. Because the two years was to make sure that never happened again. It was hard, to spend so much time away from his crew, more time away with them than together, but it needed to be done. They couldn’t stumble around and expect to get the prize. You don’t become the best by luck. So he chooses when to run. When to fight. Because that was his freedom. And he wasn’t going to let some marines take that away from him. Not ever ( again ). Luffy runs with a wide grin and without looking back. He didn’t have any reason to, after all. He knew without having to check that his nakama was right behind him. Everything else didn’t matter. Sunny was right ahead of them now. Luffy could see the colourful ship and the familiar sunflower/lion figurehead. His grin stretched even wider, because in just a few moments they would be home. Back to where they belonged, so that they can continue sailing towards their dreams.

For some reason another group of marines were making their way to Sunny, pausing every so often as if they were searching for something. The rubber pirate didn’t bother wondering what they were searching for, if that was what they were doing. He just continued forward, with all the stealth of an elephant. Throwing a hand backwards, he allowed his rubber body to snap it forward, knocking half the marines into the water and into other ships. Now there were two groups of marines closing in on them, the ones ahead deeming that catching the infamous pirate crew was top of their agenda instead of their previous cat and mouse game. Luffy didn’t mind. He charged forward and fought even as he neared Sunny. Some of the smarter marines thought to take over the ship, much to the displeasure of Franky, but there was no way the marines could manage to take over their ship. He stretched his arms to grab onto the mast and rocketed himself on deck, knocking away a couple of marines as he went. Luckily these marines weren’t the toughest in the New World and despite the pirates being outnumbered, they could stand their ground and fight their way through. The only troubling thing might be the new wave of reinforcement coming their way. Luffy leaned forward with a hand shadowing his eyes and shouted to no one in particular with glee. “Who~a, there sure are a lot of marines headed our way!” Yet there still wasn’t any hint of worry, just the ever excitement that radiated off of him almost constantly. His shout was met with a little distress from a few of his crewmates and a lot of jubilation from the marines who were already dwindling down on numbers.

Luffy jumped down from his perch on the mast, responding to the orders Nami was directing to everyone. None of the Strawhats bothered to stop and wonder why it was the navigator giving the orders and not their captain, they long since got used to such behavior and Luffy himself never minded. It wasn’t that he would allow just anyone to make decisions for him. He was the captain and would not stand for anything less. But he also trusted his nakama. And Nami was his navigator and he trusted her with knowing the best way to get their ship to where they needed to go. So he followed her lead, as the others did, and they all worked together as a crew in a way that may have surprised anyone who saw how different and mismatched they were. Luffy knocked away some of the remaining marines who still tried to board Sunny and he felt more than saw some of his other nakama do the same. It was loud, but since when did pirates leave quietly? It was a lot more fun to travel with a lot of noise. More of a party that way! Finally all the marines where left at the harbor or in the ocean and the pirates made their way across the sea, the noise never lowering despite the fight dying down.

The main source of the noise was the captain himself who found himself at the top of Sunny’s mast again, still thrilled by their latest ‘adventure’ as he waved to the marines who were shouting at them. “What a fun town!” He laughed like he wasn’t just chased down by marines who wanted to capture him. He laughed some more as some of the marines jumped into the water in a futile attempt to keep up with the ship. Eventually the marines and the island itself was too far away to look at and Luffy jumped down onto the deck with a hand on his hat to keep it from blowing away. “Sanji! Food!” Was the first thing that left his mouth as he looked around to spot the blond. It didn’t matter that he ate enough to feed a town back at the island, he needed more after all that work he did to keep the marines away! Besides, he wasn’t able to enjoy the food to the fullest with the owner that kept trying to chase him out and demand him to pay or something. How rude, all Luffy wanted was to enjoy a meal in peace. Ah, now that he thought about it that was how the marines found him, the owner called them to get Luffy away. Well, too bad for the owner the pirate stuffed all the food he could, which was a lot considering how much his mouth was able to stretch, and ran.

He flopped and spread his arms and legs across the deck and stared up at the sky. “Sanjiiii!!!” He whined again, not even hearing if the cook answered him the first time or not. All he knew was that he didn’t get the food he asked for a moment ago so he asked ( demanded ) again, “Foooood!!!” As if to prove how much he needed the meal, his stomach growled. Loudly. He was so focused on his sadly empty stomach that it took him a while before he realized that there was another presence on their ship. Someone unfamiliar. Blinking, the whinny expression he had on a second ago was wiped away suddenly and the captain stood and looked around the ship. “Sanji, Zoro, do you sense that?” He asked in a surprisingly hushed voice, even as his eyes stopped at the storage room. He walked, seemingly without care and with confidence forever in his strides, but his guard was up. There was no telling what this person wanted on Sunny, but he wasn’t about to let them have their way if it risked any danger to his crew or the ship. He opened the door and glanced around the room, pausing slightly at the different shadows that clung to the corners before he spoke into the room as a whole in a voice that sounded partly confused and partly innocently curious, a voice that wouldn’t seem to fit a captain that had a four hundred million bounty on his head. Though there was no mistaking his aura, serious and strangely still, with just the hints of conqueror's haki seeping through. Not enough to do any damage, but this was his ship, with his nakama nearby, and he needed to be sure the other knew that.

“Are you lost?” He asked simply, tilting his strawhat out of his eyes and waiting for an answer with nothing but open interest, even as Zoro and Sanji take their relaxed but battle ready stances at his flanks. 

[themostfreedom]

//I got an ask to answer and an ask to send but other than that nothing else to do on this blog so like for a starter?

[themostfreedom]

@pcrona

“Oiiiiii! Ghost girl!!!” A boisterous voice calls out as Luffy wanders from room to room on Sunny, searching for the ship’s most recent guest. It wasn’t until he spotted the person he was looking for that he stopped his shouting, though Perona wasn’t even particularly difficult to find, having been right on deck, which really should have been the first place Luffy checked. 

“Ah! There you are!” And he jumps up to perch on the railing beside her, carelessly as he frequently is, even despite knowing the dangers the ocean brings to devil fruit users such as themselves. ( a rather unfortunate character flaw, most would say, but Luffy knows that he is safe as he can be here, with all his nakama present who would never let him drown, so there isn’t any reason to worry as far as he is concerned ) 

So he continues to teeter on the railing with a carefree smile, facing the ghost princess as he adjusts the strawhat on his head. “Na, I heard from Zoro! He was with you for the past two years, right? Apparently he got hurt a lot but you helped heal him! Like Chopper would!” And perhaps those weren’t the exact words the resident swordsman used when describing his time with Perona, but Luffy was able to comprehend the basics of the story and focused on what he considered important. “You reeeeally helped him out a lot, huh?” 

[jayaisland]

Happy Birthday Luffy ! (5/5)

[themostfreedom]

“No one messes with you and gets away with it.”

sentence starters: protective edition.

“Shishishi, You’re so reliable, Nicolette!” Never mind that Luffy is more than capable of taking care of himself, and he never lets someone who deserves a beating to walk away ( which was the reason for many foiled plans in the past ), it was still nice to hear how protective his crew is of him. And he really did have the best nakama, ones who are strong in all the ways that count. Nakama who aren’t afraid to back each other up when needed.

It wasn’t like there was any harm done to Luffy, and it wasn’t like these weaklings could do anything to him anyways. But, he understands the Harpy’s protective rage. ( after all, he’s no stranger to the feeling. not after fighting the world government, shichibukai, and yonko alike for the sake of his nakama ) 

He understands, and is rather happy, actually. Because it sends something warm through his chest, knowing how willing Nicolette is to fight for him, for them. Because they’ve come so far from the days of her cautious movements, of hesitant hope, of mismatched violet eyes that didn’t know how to look at the world with anything but distrust. Because this Nicolette is one that has people she wants to fight to protect, people who she doesn’t want to lose, and no longer does she have to keep her back against a wall because she has people who will protect her, too. 

And this is the nakama that Luffy is so proud to call his. 

“Shishishi, yup! Nicolette sure is reliable, but let’s ignore them! They don’t matter anwyays, and I want MEAT! I’m sure we can get some cake, too!” After all, they’ve got each other, their nakama, and the vast world ahead of them. Fools who sprout nonsense without being able to back up their words got nothing on them.