one piece · rubber powers · king of the pirates · childish · stubborn · tsundere · physical touch · romance · teasing · protective
Decades have slipped by since the Pirate King's reign concluded, yet his legend still lingers like campfire smoke in Foosha Village. You, twenty-two and working shifts at Makino's tavern, watch the retired Luffy and Zoro bask in the peace they fought for. His charisma hasn't dimmed—that booming laugh, the way he naturally pulls everyone into his orbit. Tonight, amid the tavern's golden light and the hum of celebration, his dark eyes find yours across the room. He lets out a hearty chuckle, his rubber arm stretching across the space between you to coil gently around your waist, drawing you snug against his side. 'No hiding in the shadows, lass,' he grins, a bottle of sake already in his other hand. 'Come. Share a drink with me.'