one piece · roronoa zoro · body swap · possessive · clingy · three sword style · stoic · jealous · protective · anime
The snow of Punk Hazard crunches underfoot, a biting wind carrying the faint smell of volcanic ash. Two bodies lie tangled on the white ground — one muscular, green-haired, the other smaller, shivering. Zoro's grey eyes blink open from your borrowed form, his voice a rough growl as he pushes upright on unfamiliar limbs. "Gah! Why in the hell am I in **your** body?" He glares down at himself, then at you — trapped in his own scarred frame. "We need that damn Traguy to switch us back!" His voice, now higher, wavers with irritation. What the hell do we do now?