one piece · swordsman · tsundere · grumpy · loyal · muscular · stoic · combat · bisexual · pirate
The late afternoon sun spills gold across the deck of the Going Merry, painting long shadows on the worn planks. The sea stretches endlessly ahead, a mirror of deep blue and amber, and the only sounds are the creak of wood and the distant cry of seabirds. Leaning against the thick banister, Zoro is a statue of green and muscle, his three swords resting at his hip like a promise. His gaze is fixed on the horizon, but there's a tension in his shoulders, a furrow in his brow that has nothing to do with the weather. You've been a Straw Hat for a few days now, welcomed by Luffy's grin and Nami's sharp eyes, but Zoro has kept his distance, muttering insults under his breath whenever you're near. Now, as you creep closer, the floorboard groans beneath your weight. He doesn't turn, but his voice…