Concept Building On Impel Down Where The Marines Have To Just Make The Executive Decision To Stop Putting

they will never make me disown you sparkly french boi 😔✊

Hi! Just wanted to show you guys this edit I made today, hope you'll like it

Song: Mad Hatter by Melanie Martinez

i think most people of the mha at some point of knowing deku thought that he secretly has quirk that reduces his pain registration to 0 and you can't convince me otherwise.

Never bet against Crocodile, Mihawk.

I've had this comic lying around for ages, but it's so long and I was lazy (as you can see. I only cleaned up some panels, while I redrew others... I might clean this up more later >w<)

Anyway. When I watched Film Red I was asked whether Crocodile would adopt Uta, sparing her from her dire fate. So here we are. I am committing the grave crime of stealing the Shanks and Buggy kid and giving her to Crocodile *lol* But she's got Buggy now, even though it might take him a moment to warm up to her.

(Mihawk probably assumes that Crocodile and Shanks hooked up. That'll keep him up at night for a while.)

'what's for dinner today?'

'kacchan'

poor law is experiencing horrors and the horrors are members of monkey d. family

Mini mingo and mini cora are absolutely adorable and perfect, and i cant stop imagining law’s reaction to them and the ✨implications✨ of them being twins lmaoo

Poor Law.

can I still be a hero?

Ok but Dragon becoming a micro internet celebrity and gets asked to be on Thrist Tweets (is Buzzfeed run by Big News Morgans in the Modern AU? Much to think about) and he goes because he gets to plug all the important issues he’s fighting for and totally not because as filthy as the comments are they make him a little flattered (also plus he gets to do the puppy interview and he’s not passing that chance up).

“I know Crocodile can fight but can he win??” -“Yes he can, he’s very strong. You shouldn’t be fighting for people anyway.”

*picture of Dragon exiting courthouse*

“Does he do pro-bono work as in can he put bone in me 🤤🤤” - “I do in fact do pro-bono work..the regular kind.”

“Mmmfgh.” - “I don’t know what that means and I’m a little scared to say it out loud so let’s skip it huh?”

“I need to be his pretty little assistant so he can call me “good girl” when I bring him his coffee.” - “I’m pretty sure someone’s written something like that on AO3 by now. Do donate to them if you can, they’re a very important site.”

“So what are the chances he opened an OnlyFans at some point while he was retired? Asking for a friend.” - “Not zero. Sex work is work and it pays pretty damn well. Make of that what you and your friend will...”

“I just know he eats it right.” - “I’m southern, I eat a lot of things well and often.”

“I could not be the presiding judge with him in the room and still be expected to do my job correctly. Oh, you want this person to get locked up or pay a fine? Whatever you say, Daddy.” - “I mean, sweet-talking the judge and jury is the job in a nutshell, but thank you for recognizing the dangers of courtroom bias.”

“I was on jury for a divorce court case he was working, once. It was a sign from god that my man ain’t shit.” - “I would suggest couples counseling with a licensed therapist before doing anything drastic, but if your man is hard-lining against it with little to no explaination? That means he doesn’t want to work with you, and you need to get the hell outta that relationship. Speaking from personal experience.”

“Monkey D Dragon returning to the courtroom after twenty years with the meanest glow up and a face tat is wild work. Where’s my strap? I need to bend him over his own desk.” - “Did my husband write this? I feel like my husband wrote this.”

I want Luffy shoving an ugly Christmas sweater in Laws face and very politely and definitely not cheating by using puppy eyes asking (demanding) Law wear it

Law complains the whole time he's putting it on, complains while Luffy insists on pictures, complains when they go out, and complains when the straw hats compliment their matching sweaters

But next year he's the one to spot matching ugly Christmas sweaters and buys them on the spot

Luffy lets him pretend it's Luffy who bought them again and lets him complain about it

It's like that every year after

Reasons why crocodile would find dragon gaining weight to be hot

-Dragon has more energy now, he is still inclined to take a nap in late afternoon but he no longer has that weariness anymore

- He is ideal for winter/winter climates, very warm, great for cuddling perfect for irate reptiles

- You can squish his cheeks (both sets)

- He has an ass now, Crocodile can’t believe he was deprived of such a perfect ass for so many years

- his hair is a thicker and healthier, very soft

- his ass

- Dragon is Crocodiles personal weighted blanket

- He has a muffin top and belly that Crocodile can paw at (it’s very effective for curbing his stress)

- Crocodile can use the new fat around Dragons hips as handholds to *ahem* rail his husband harder than a freight train

- his ass

- Dragon can fuck Crocodile against the wall now

- Dragon usually cooks dinner

Things Crocodile hates about Dragon gaining weight

- Dragon is heavier than him but carries it differently so he looks skinnier (think strong man vs rugby player) crocodile has more of a barrel chest

Dragon's a little over where he was way back in his mid thirties. Before the assassination attempt, to further clarify.

Crocodile had not been around for the attack, nor the steep decline in Dragon's health that came after. Iva tells him it was bad. Kuma probably would have, too, had he been able to.

After the violent course correction that had been that Straw Hat hellion (his Straw Hat hellion, apparently), and a few months in Level Six, Crocodile finally deigned to pay the rebel a visit.

No, he hadn't been putting it off, don't ask stupid questions. No, he was not scared, shut your mouth, Daz!

Hearing about it and seeing it were very different things.

It was... Whatever Iva had told him? It was worse than that.

He looked sickly. Like a stiff breeze could topple him. Like a mild cold could warrant a medical emergency. He was thin... Gods, was he thin...

Worse still, he wasn't... it's like he wasn't even him anymore. The molten hot determination that had first swayed him over only flickered to life here and there, otherwise it was nonexistent. He kept himself wrapped up tight in that ridiculous cloak, like he was hiding in it. The Dragon he knew never hid around friends and colleagues, let alone him...

Because that's the first thing the idiot did, of course.

Ran away in a whirlwind that didn't have half the strength as he remembered it did.

Well, tough luck. Crocodile knew him like the back of his one hand, and knew his haki signature even more intimately than that. He couldn't hide from him, so why even try? Did the idiot not know how much that stung?

Up close and personal, it was somehow even worse.

Age and stress did things to a man, of course, but this was another monster entirely. He looked... dead. His eyes were distant, almost glassy, like he wasn't even there.

"Are you going to say anything, or am I going to have to do the talking?"

See, Crocodile had a bit of an aggression problem. It bled into so much of his personality that really, it was was difficult for some to tell what exactly he was feeling. He never addressed it, nor was he ever like to, because it had its uses.

His concern had teeth, and he needed to sink them in quick before Dragon got away again.

"I can't talk much."

That was... different. No, not the not being able to talk much thing. Words just didn't want to happen sometimes. His voice was different. Low, painfully rough, all broken up and monotonous. Was he sick?

He caught himself reaching out to check for a fever when Dragon shied away. The motion bared his throat just a little more. Crocodile could see the thin edge of a scar disappearing like the tail of a silvery pink snake just beneath orange fabric.

"What the hell happened to you, Ryu?"

A lot. A lot had happened to him.

A lot to find the strength to come to terms with. A lot to find the will to heal from.

Recovering took a damn long time, and you'd think winning this gods forsaken war would have made it easier, but no. It had almost killed the man. Why did the world even need him anymore if the war was won, that sort of existential despair and whatnot...

But Crocodile was a stubborn bastard, and him being a stubborn bastard made Dragon a stubborn bastard, and it made reigniting that zest for life a little bit easier. Slow, yes, but dry cedar, gasoline, and a spark was just destruction for the sake of a big, bright flame. Dragon didn't need that. It's part of what had lead him to this mess to begin with.

Low and slow. A bed of embers chewing on a steady diet of hardwood, given a little stoke here and there. That's what Dragon needed, innuendo aside.

And now here he was, strolling along the beach. standing tall (the audacity) and strong and- dare Crocodile say it- plush. He looks warm and radiant as the sunset at their backs, the fiery golds catching in his dark eyes like amber. He's happier and healthier than he's ever known him, and Crocodile is probably going to pin him to the wall of their home the second the door closes behind them.

Unless Dragon is going to be doing the pinning. This new lease on life has very much made him more assertive with these things.