𝐒𝐀𝚰𝐍𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐃
𝑻𝑹𝑨𝑰𝑻𝑶𝑹 𝑶𝑭 𝑮𝑶𝑫'𝑺 𝑲𝑵𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑺 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑹𝑬𝑽𝑶𝑳𝑼𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑨𝑹𝒀
a One Piece OC written by #MasksOfEris
18+ for mature themes, no lewd or taboo.
Multiship, ships with chem.
Multiverse friendly
#ONEPIECERP #OPRP #ANIMERP #MVRP
"I'm not one to mess with.."
~ Revived muse (was @surgicalheartdoc.bsky.social and got locked out)
~ Revived muse of #IcedPhoenix
~ SFW/NSFW
~ Not new to muse or RP
#OPRP
#RP
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ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀꜰʀᴀɪᴅ....
ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴄᴛᴏʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜱᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴡ :)
🖊️'d by 𝕻𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖔𝖒𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍
#OnePieceRP | #OPRP | #MVPRP
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𝒩𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓃…
.✦ ݁˖ 𝘞𝘩𝘰’𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘮? ˖ ݁✦.
"No matter what, I'm gonna be King of The Pirates!"
~ Newest muse of #IcedPhoenix
~ Open to crossovers
~ SFW/NSFW
~ Ships w/ chemistry
Squeezing her hand with a low chuckle, his steel gaze wandered over to her and then back ahead. “Nah, you’re good at readin’, so was gonna have you do that out loud…”
And cuddle. Not that he would say it out loud.
- into a grin at her words though, having trained to continue to grow in strength as a swordsman. “Always trainin’ and preparin’, ya know. Can’t take a break just in case.”
If anyone could rule this place, it was her. He had faith in her steadfast nature, in her spunk to protect those she cared for, and for her growth over the last two years. Nodding his head, he grunted in agreement . “That’s a lotta responsibility. M’sure ya got it though.”
His lips quirked -
Grumbling in annoyance, one eye opened to look at her. “What is it?”
One steel eye wandered over to the fresh bowl, stomach growing in response. “Looks delicious.”
Hell yeah ya are.
@eartofuckingear.bsky.social && @ofdemonicswords.bsky.social
Just got done trainin’.
Happy Valentine’s Day, @ofdemonicswords.bsky.social 💚
Love,
Me and Buggy
Sup.
Thanks, Princess.
Happy ( belated ) birthday, @ofdemonicswords.bsky.social
Love,
Me, Buggy, and Harley ❤️🖤
- to be concerned about.
A loud yawn escaped the swordsman as he woke on the deck of the Sunny. His steel gaze slowly opened as he scratched the back of his neck, still sleepy and not ready to get up. For a moment his haki flared to life to check his surroundings, but he relaxed back against the ship when he found nothing -
Hands roamed down over her arms to take her hands, pressing one more kiss to her neck before pulling her toward the library. “Somethin’ like that, yeah.”
Grunting against her skin, his warm breath settled over the curve of her neck. “Wanna go read?”
Tugs @demonhistorian.bsky.social to his broad chest, moving her hair from her neck so he can dip his head to press a kiss beneath her ear.
- on. “What’s it to ya?”
- fingers loosened on his sword, brow lifting as he allowed his haki to fade. In the man’s stance he could see a reflection of himself in ways - someone who had been through a lot and come out the other side. Unfortunately for him, Zoro didn’t open up so easily.
“Maybe a bit of both,” he settled -
- lay eyes on him, not at all seeing what he expected. Instead of a large commanding form with muscle and strength, there stood a man who many could consider unassuming. Handsome and dark haired, curiosity curled along the edges of darkness without any sort of danger he could sense.
Calloused -
Pausing where he was, fingers curled around be hilt of Sandai at his waist, more at the presence than the voice. His haki curled around Zoro but unseen to others, taking in the powerful aura of the man speaking, strength radiating in waves unfamiliar to the swordsman.
Slowly he turned to -
- anyone familiar…but no one needed to be on the ship.
With a sigh, he left the kitchen and pulled his sword from her spot, rushing over to the man and holding the edge of the blade to the back of his shoulders. “Goin’ somewhere?”
- nearby. Brows pulling together in annoyance, he glared at the doorway behind him even though there was no one there as if that would scare off whoever it was.
One hand on his sword Sandai, he let his haki move out from him to roam over the form not too far from the room he was in. It wasn’t -
As soon as everyone left, Zoro headed into the kitchen to scrounge through the left overs from the night before. Without the cook there, he could help himself to that…or the secret stash of sake.
But he didn’t get fat in his rummaging before he heard the floorboards of the Sunny creaking -
