Have you ever wanted to enter the one piece world? Maybe you want to be friends with the strawhats, or the heart pirates? Perhaps you'd rather be dating one of them, or all of them!! Here you can do that, feel free to send in requests in my request...
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A/N: This was so fun, and I tried not to make things repetitive!! Also I was so excited because I have never written for Hawkins before!! So I loved that challenge! Also I added Izou because that's my 45 year old baby mhm!! Okay anyway here we gooo!! Comfort:))
Luffy Today had started as a totally normal morning on the open sea. With the smell of Sanji's cooking curling out from the galley door and the sound of Luffy's stomach growling loud enough to be heard over the entire Grand Line.
Breakfast was its usual song and dance, Sanji served, everyone was loud, and Luffy's hand darted across the table like a striking snake, snatching food off plates before their owners could so much as blink.
You'd long since developed the habit of eating fast or not eating at all, and by the time Sanji had swatted Luffy away from Nami's plate for the third time that morning, you'd already finished your own meal and slipped out onto the deck to get some air.
The sky, though, gave you pause the moment you stepped outside. The clouds sat densely gathered and coloured with a heavy, bruised sort of grey that seemed to swallow the horizon whole, the wind carried a chill that hadn't been there this morning.
You wrapped your arms around yourself and studied the colour of it for a long moment, the way it churned slow and thick like something being stirred in a pot, and you couldn't shake the feeling that the sea had a mood today, one that didn't match the laughter spilling out from behind you.
Still, nobody else seemed bothered. Luffy came barrelling out onto the deck not long after you did, already stretching his arms in wide arcs and hollering about wanting to wrestle or race, his energy as boundless and absent of thoughts as ever.
He didn't so much as glance at the sky. Why would he? Luffy's whole worldview operated on the assumption that everything would work out fine, that the sun would shine because he wanted it to, that danger only became real once it was staring him directly in the face.
"Oi, come play!" he shouted, already halfway to where Usopp was across the deck. Luffy veered for Chopper who hopped between his forms, human to reindeer and back again, giggling every time Luffy tried to grab him and missed.
