your dream is our dream!
your dream is our dream!
Episode 974 vs Chapter 972
I'm counting on you guys! Open up the Land of Wano!
Oden-sama has withstood the boiling!
Episode 973 vs Chapter 971
Don't do it Oden-sama! This is like living in disgrace!
All the respect goes to the most loved lord of Wanokuni, Kozuki Oden!
Some KyoSasa headcanons, because my mind needs more content with these two. And if the manga is not going to give it to us, then I will create it myself
They had met each other a couple of times before, both being very strong and in positions of power, but never quite had an opportunity or interest to speak with each other
This changed once during the fire festival and they both found themselves next to each other with a particular good bottle of sake and for the rest of the evening the were inseparable
This evening was very memorable for Sasaki so the next day he inquired more about this Boss Kyoshiro, and what type of position he held in the Flower Capital. Given the oppertunity, he hoped to visit him in the future
This visit came rather unexpected for K, who had enjoyed their conversation during the festival, but chosen to remain a bit more at distance with the Beast Pirates. Nevertheless, did he decide to be a good host and invited Sasaki, for a meal
It was during this conversation, his mind not clouded by alcohol, that Kyoshiro realised how much he truly enjoys Sasaki company, it was never quite something they had agreed upon, but from this point did Sasaki. regularly sail over from Onigashima to visit Kyoshiro
For the most part is it, these travels were always quite one sideded, with Sasaki being the one that traveled to the mainland to visit Kyoshiro. Kyoshiro always explained that he was simply too busy to leave, but Sasaki was aware that this was not quite true. Despite this did he not ask him further about this matter
K, does not remember when it happened but at some point, he fell in love
During one evening S maked a dumb joke and bursts out laughing and joins him, realising that this is the fist time he has laughed genuinely since Odens deaths
There are many things they love about each other, the love each other’s hair, Kyoshiro loves Sasakis brash and chaotic nature and Sasaki loves how knowledgeable and composed K. is
Lots of naps! Kyoshiro does not like to being vulnerable around a stranger, one that works for an enemy at that, yet he finds a strange sense of comfort when leaning up against Sasaki
For Saasaki It took a long time to realise how much the Yakuza really meant to him. The realisation hit him once someone pointed out that he spent almost as much time with Kyoshiro as he did with the Beasts
Even if he does not speak it out loud can Sasaki tell when Kyoshiro mind is filled with worry and he does his best to make him feel ore relaxed and comfortable. Kyoshiro never openly thanks him for this, but he finds Sasakis presence very reassuring. In turn can Kyoshiro tell when Sasaki is upset about something and subtly tries to reassure or support him or if necessary offer a distraction
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Shipping Date：Q1 2021 Estimated
Episode 972 vs Chapters 970-971
The 10 evil samurai who recently raised a rebellion against the Shogun Orochi...are sentenced to public execution by boiling three days from now!
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I have more art, Yay... This time I drew Denjiro ( I think that's his name ) from One Piece, I kinda like how this turned out. But then again I don't. One thing I don't understand is how the hell people can draw his hair. Like, wth. I also aplogozie for his hair being the wrong color since I have like 30 different shades of blue. So, yeah..
I also aplogozie for his outfit, I couldn't find a good picture of it that and I didn't really have the proper colors..
Description: You are having a few doubts about your appearance... but to him, you are nothing but perfect, and he will damn well make sure you know it.
A/N: Y’all I’m zooted as shit. Idk how much ouid I had but it was enough to calm my ass down from full blown panic because I almost didn’t pay a fucking bill lmao. I am so on edge but here, take this from me, for I zooted my soul to produce it for you.
Warnings: Possible body insecurities. I had a body type in mind when creating this just because mans is 10ft fucking tall and reader is a retired samurai so I deeply apologize if you cant see yourself in this roll and it is uncomfy ;-;
Word Count: 1629
You hated it when you got caught up in your reflection. It was unavoidable sometimes, and that forced you to come face to face with your severely internalized self loathing. Right now was yet another occasion where you found yourself staring at the mirror with that exact feeling of loathe, looking your body over in the reflective piece of your hall as you turned from side to side to view yourself from all angles. You could only frown as you s=looked, pulling tight at your obi to make yourself appear thinner than you were. The sigh of disappointment that left your lips pierced the silence of your home and really emphasized your displeasure. Even after all these years, you still managed to be upset with your body. It was truly a curse.
Something else disturbed the silence of your home besides your sigh though, and you whipped around to face your front door when you heard the screen slide over. Your initial fear response was quickly replaced with relief as the familiar glint of purple hair was caught in your vision, indicating that Denjiro had come for an unexpected visit. His presence was always welcome, so you relaxed as he made his way into your home.
“Surprise _______~. I hope you don’t mind the sudden visit.” Denjiro greeted you.
“Not at all. You know you’re always welcome in my home.” You nodded pleasantly.
“How are you doing tonight, darling?” He asked.
“Mmm, not bad, but not necessarily great either.” You admitted. “I’m sure your night was far more interesting than mine. How was your nightly thievery? I hope you weren’t spotted~”
“Of course I wasn’t. It was successful as always.” He chuckled, coming to stand behind you and bend down to be in the reflection with you. “Looking beautiful as always, my dear.” He then commented, kissing the top of your head.
“Ah, I’m not entirely sure about that one.” You chuckled dryly, not bothering to hide that wave of negativity you currently rode.
Denjiro seemed baffled by your words, affectionately bringing his arms around your waist to hug you close as he wore a concerned expression. “Why would you think such a thing _______?” He asked you.
“I don’t know. My insecurities are acting up again I guess.” You answered quietly.
Your answer made Denjiro press his lips together firmly, almost hurt that you thought of yourself in such a way. He squeezed you a bit tighter and then picked you up, making you gasp a little as he led you against his chest. There was a tiny frown present on his face as he carried you into your room, sitting down on the floor with his back against the wall and you in his lap. He rested his chin on top of your head as he held you lovingly, caressing one of your hands in his.
“I find it hard to believe that there isn’t one thing you like about yourself darling.” He mumbled sweetly.
“Well… There really isn't. I actually find it quite hard to love any one part of myself.” You responded quietly.
“Impossible. I find you absolutely gorgeous, and I always have.” He reassured.
“If you saw all of me, you might change your opinion. I know you haven’t seen everything, so that chance still exists.” You said, furthering your negativity.
“I would never say such a thing. Even if I haven’t seen you in your most vulnerable state, or seen you in years for the matter, you are perfect to me. Nothing about you could change that.” He told you firmly.
“That’s what they all say.” You scoffed.
“I am not all. I am your lover, and I do not take matters such as this lightly. You are the most important person in my life _______.” He said.
“Would you like to then? See all of me, I mean. See everything you haven’t, and all I have to offer.” You asked.
“If you permit me to, and you are comfortable with doing so, then yes.” He answered.
You stood from his lap slowly after his words and walked a couple of paces forward before turning to face him. A sense of nervousness washed over you as you pulled at your obi, wondering if you should truly do this. He could stop loving you right here, right now, but if that were to be the case, it would be better to end it. So, you continued on and let your clothing fall off of your shoulders, the fabric gathering in your arms that hung at your sides, leaving your upper body exposed to him. Your arms and chest were both well worn from years of combat, your skin wearing scars across your biceps and breasts. Your skin was slightly discoloured where there was scarring, and your muscles no longer held the same firm shape they used to when you were stronger. You then let your robes fall the rest of the way down to the ground, the piled of fabric pooling around your feet as you left yourself completely bare before him. Your legs were just as scarred as your arms, your thighs holding a bit more tone to them in comparison. Your tummy and hips though had a bit of pudge from the inactivity over the years, as you didn’t train as hard any longer. You let out a sigh now that you showed your whole self to him, expecting Denjiro to be disgusted, but when you looked over at him his expression was quite the opposite of what you expected.
He looked you up and down with so much adoration in his eyes, which you did not anticipate. A gentle smile sat upon his features, and he slowly pushed himself up from where he sat so he could approach you. You became nervous since you expected a different reaction from him, your arms crossed cautiously over your chest as he stood in front of you.
“W-what? I told you I’m not that great.” You mumbled.
Denjiro put his hands on your hips and pulled you in close to him, surprising you.
“You are beautiful. I have no idea what you’re talking about when you say you don’t love your body.” He hummed. “Perhaps someone hurt you… but to me… to me you’re an absolute dream. You’re gorgeous, and I want you to know that.”
He slowly trailed his hands across your skin around your hips, touching on your thighs briefly with feather light grazes of his fingertips. His hands then came up your sides across your waist, one hand stopping to caress one of your breasts while the other trailed up your collarbone and neck, coming to rest at your cheek. Every touch was tender with care, and you let out a shaky sigh as his words replayed in your head over and over again.
“Denjiro, you… You’re too good to me.” You said weakly, still slightly in disbelief of his words.
“If I treated you any less I would not be worthy of you.” He said sweetly.
He then gently picked you up to lie you down on your futon, placing you on the mat gently as his hands caressed every curve you had. As he hovered over you, he squeezed your hips and thighs so lovingly, your mind no longer able to doubt his words at this point.
“Every curve, muscle, and scar is beautiful. They’re a part of you, and you are beautiful.” He told you.
His lips hovered above yours for a moment, his thumb gently brushing your inner thigh. When he felt your breathing hitch for a moment, he stopped himself and waited for you, knowing you had a response.
“D-Denjiro… Not yet. I… I need a bit more confidence first.” You whispered, guilt washing over you.
He did not falter in his response, his hand sliding up to gently cup your face so he could place many loving kisses on your neck, chin, cheeks, nose, and eventually lips, lingering for a moment before he lied down next to you and pulled you up against his chest. He spooned you with his arms holding you close, rubbing circles on your shoulder to relax you.
“You… Don’t resent me?” You spoke quietly.
“Of course not. I am no monster, and I have a great amount of respect for you. It’s alright darling. I love you, and I always will. I will stay by your side and raise your confidence to the sky until the day I die.” He said, kissing the crown of your head.
A weak smile finally passed on your face, content with believing every word he said now. You turned your body to face him so he could see your smile, and you pushed your hands into his robes to bring yourself close to him and lie skin to skin.
“Denjiro… Thank you. I love you so much that words cannot describe how I feel right now. You amaze me again and again.” You said softly.
“Remember _______, to me, you are perfect. I love you too, my beautiful samurai.” He hummed.
Denjiro then shrugged most of his robes off and replaced it with a nearby blanket that covered both of you, keeping you close to his chest. You laid there in each other’s arms, all your worries easing off as your breathing matched with his. Being so bare and comfortable was a new sensation, but you embraced it, decking to learn to find this sort of comfort more often. Though you still weren’t perfectly sound in your thoughts, in this moment, you could safely say that for once you didn’t totally hate your body. To him, you were perfect, and you had come to realize that that was all that mattered.
Using the scans from One Piece World Top 100 to make high-quality profile pictures designed for use on Discord or other chats (Part 4 of 76)
Note: There was nothing I could do for Sakazuki in terms of cropping. But for consistency sake, I wanted to include him anyway.