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Fandom: One Piece

Characters: Usopp and Robin (with mentions of/cameos by others)

Rating: G

WC: 2836

Summary:  Post-Water 7/Enies Lobby | A garden grows on the deck of the Thousand Sunny, and Usopp and Robin contemplate what it means to be home.

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Fandom: One Piece

Characters: Usopp, Luffy (mostly intended as platonic but go for it if you wanna read as shippy), Chopper, Brook, and the crew are kinda there too but to a lesser extent

Rating: T

WC: 3788

Summary:  During/post-Stampede. “Even without those huge plants, there’s not many people out there who could do what you did and still think they’re useless. It would be impressive, if it were a good thing.” . On a desolate and burning wasteland, Usopp fights to keep his captain alive. . After the events of Stampede, Luffy and Usopp talk.

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"It's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years."

Characters: Mugiwara Pirates Word Count: 2.4k Warnings: None Rating: G Notes: i wrote when i was still a teenager, long before I even uploaded it to ao3, so it’s not a new piece at all. finally decided to post it here.

He's been around for ninety years, fifty of which could barely be considered living...

 They’re up early. Sanji glances at the ship’s archaeologist and shipwright who’ve risen with the sun. He notes the way they greet each other in the cool morning air with both an enthusiastic exclamation and a quiet smile. Sanji finds himself smiling too. They seem happy. He stands from the place he’s been camped in for a few hours (he had the second watch tonight) and heads towards the kitchen to begin preparing breakfast. As he passes them, he displays his usual greeting and offers to bring Robin a coffee, which she gladly accepts. As Sanji heads into the galley and closes the door behind him, he’s sure he sees the two walking along the deck together to watch the sunrise.

…

After breakfast, Chopper is cleaning out a cupboard in the infirmary. He discovers a storybook tucked away at the back. He is unsure of how exactly he obtained the book, only that it’s been there since before the incident two years ago. However, he knows how much Robin loves books and that she will appreciate him showing it to her. So he finds her out on the grass by the swing and hands her the book. Robin flicks through the first few pages, before offering to read him one of its many stories to which Chopper excitedly listens on. Halfway through, Franky comes over to listen. He sits in the grass beside Chopper and Chopper wriggles closer to the cyborg, who, in turn, pulls him into his lap. They both listen as Robin continues the story. When the story is nearly finished (just when the prince is about to kiss the princess), Robin glances up momentarily and looks at Franky. Chopper looks on. Franky is also looking at Robin. They are just staring at each other, their eyes locked in contact. Chopper doesn’t understand what’s going on. But after a moment, Robin continues her reading.

…

It was a complete mystery as to how they’d managed to become more lost than Zoro would in a logically-structured city. After an unanticipated turn of events, a quick detour had turned into an impressive and epic trek through the woodland. The three of them were not bothered by it, however. At least not yet.

“I’ve heard there are wolves as big as bears in these parts,” Robin voiced passively as though discussing her favourite type of flower arrangement.

“W-what? Really?!” Usopp exclaimed.

“It would be bad if they hunted us down and tore us to pieces.”

“Don’t say things like that!” the sniper shrieked, pulling his Black Kabuto closer and eyeing dark spaces within the forest in anticipation.

“I’m super sure we can deal with a few wolves, Robin,” Franky said.

“That may be so,” Robin agreed, “But did I mention they’re able to change in size in order to sneak up on their prey? They can revert to the size of a kitten and hide in shrubs, and quickly grow to their full size and jump out on unsuspecting victims.”

Usopp suddenly took the lead, wielding Kabuto with a menacing composure, as though attempting to frighten away any potential attackers.  “If you’re out there, come and get us!” he shouted into the wilderness, “No wait, don’t! No, do! I, the Great Captain Usopp will make you run with your tail between your legs! Ha!”

Robin chuckled quietly, having gotten the reaction she wanted.

“Are there really any wolves in this forest?” Franky quietly asked.

“Who knows,” Robin replied, watching as Usopp cautiously approached a suspiciously quavering shrub.

He poked at it with the end of Kabuto, prompting no wolf, but a collection of chipmunks to emerge. They attacked him anyway.

“But if he’s occupied with that, he might not notice this.”

They had all the time in the world. At least, that’s what he’d thought before all this had happened. Now they didn’t even have a moment. Not for another two years.

Franky glanced at his reflection in a nearby mirror. Well, not so much a mirror as a reflective metallic surface, but it was the closest thing to such. He was still wearing the tiger rug from before. The whole ‘Sacred Burning Beast of Barujimoa’ hysteria had still yet to die down, though it meant that no marine personnel or townspeople were game to come to these parts to investigate. Kitton and the old man would come by sometimes, but they overreacted whenever Franky removed the rug. It couldn’t be helped, he decided. He was working on a more super body after all. He’d be able to take the rug off when they were around soon enough. Two years wouldn’t be too bad. Franky only wished he’d had more warning beforehand, however. One moment it was only going to be three days that the Straw Hats would be separated. Next thing, it was two years. It was needed, he supposed. He was due for an upgrade, after all.

He was about to get to work when he noticed a light snowfall outside. This wasn’t uncommon in the slightest; the stuff was everywhere, after all. But this time, he chose to go out and stand in it for a moment. To watch and feel as to floated gently to the ground, as though time around it grew slower. It was a shame it had to happen this way, but when he thought about it, it was better than any alternative. And two years would fly by even faster than a group of marines running from a blazing tiger-beast.

**

She couldn’t remember the last time she’d run this fast. Maybe she never had. She’d done a lot of running over the years. But this time was different. This time was very different.  In the past, she’d been running for herself. Running for the sake of her own life, which was so often sought after. This time she was running, but for a far different reason. A reason that pushed at her calf muscles with much more intensity than any chase could. And still, Robin pushed herself to run faster. This wasn’t like the other times. This time she was running for someone.

Day One Theme:Smile Word Count:376 Notes: Lets start with something lighthearted ~ This was written during a Psychology lecture. Hope you enjoy it :)

A smile is contagious.

Franky has always known this. He’s not even sure when or how he learned it. It could be something he discovered from experience early in life. Or it could be one of the many things he learned from Tom. Maybe it’s just something that’s always been ingrained deeply within his soul, or perhaps a combination of the three. Whichever the case, one thing is for certain; he loves making people happy. So it pleases him greatly that wherever he goes, there will always be someone he can make smile. He can switch from serious to silly in an instant to ensure the happiness of those around him, be it giant children or his own crazy crewmates. He will always find a way to make them smile and laugh, and that, in turn, makes him happy.

However, some people don’t show their smiles so easily. Yet despite this, Franky has found that it’s often the smaller things that bring them out. That is why early one morning, a few hours before sunrise, he takes an opportunity.

“Franky…I didn’t know you were up,” Robin says from where she is sitting, keeping watch in the crow’s nest.

Franky puts down the basket he’s carried up with him, and pulls out a rug which he proceeds to lay out on the ground. He then pulls out a hot jug and two cups, filling them with coffee.

“I thought you could do with some super company,” he says as she takes a seat beside him, “Some coffee as well, of course,” he adds.

Robin accepts the mug of coffee she’s been given. She takes one sip, and then another.

“How is it?” Franky asks, pouring his own mug. Usually he’d prefer cola, but he can make an exception this morning.

When he usually asks her questions like this, it’s regarding his wild and outlandish inventions in effort to impress her. On those occasions, she betrays limited interest, no matter how big or super the spectacle may be.

However, this time Robin lets slip a true smile, and Franky’s human heart skips a beat at the sight.

“It’s pretty super,” she responds, and proceeds to laugh at his responding grin.