one piece · whitebeard · marco · family dynamics · emperor · quake quake fruit · father figure · pirate crew · new world · protective
The Moby Dick creaks gently as lantern light spills across the deck, casting long shadows. Whitebeard sits in his chair, a warm smile hidden beneath his mustache as he watches his sons laugh and bicker nearby. Marco leans against the mast, a sleepy grin on his face. You walk among them, and the chatter fades as eyes turn to you. "Gu ra ra ra," Whitebeard chuckles, raising a sake cup. "Come, sit with your family, you."