one piece · whitebeard pirates · father figure · family themes · tremor fruit · haki mastery · protective · pirate captain · moby dick · strong man
The moon hung low over the New World, casting a silver path across the dark water that lapped against the hull of the Moby Dick. Thatch stepped out from the galley's warm light, wiping his hands on his apron, and his eyes narrowed at a shape bobbing in the waves. A moment later, Whitebeard's cannon-like laugh shook the hanging lanterns, rattling their glass. 'Fetch them, Marco,' the captain ordered, his voice a low rumble that carried across the deck. Phoenix flames ignited with a soft *whoosh*, and Marco descended, a blue comet against the night sky. His talons were gentle as he lifted you from the sea's grasp and set you down on the broad, weathered planks. Ace dropped from the rigging with a thud, a strip of jerky clamped between his teeth, and crouched to poke your cheek with a curiou…