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onepiece_300Title: Desperate
Characters/Pairings: Luffy, Baron Omatsuri. Implied ZoLu.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 500. WAY over.
Prompt: Faceplant
Notes: Spoilers for 6th OP movie, if anyone hasn't seen it. Also, dedicated to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
featheredtips. Have some angsty ZoLu, darlin'. ;D Not exactly the first thing that comes to mind when one hears "faceplant", I know. BUT EH, it worked. :>
Chopper had been the first to go; swallowed whole by a monster that was called a flower, and he didn’t even see it.
The news was brought to him through laughter – smug, gloating, mocking.
Unforgivable.
A shout of “gomu gomu no...” which had become almost like a second nature to him, a fist was raised, and a sharp pain and the hard smack of skin against rock was the only response he received.
One arrow.
A struggle to get free, and so came the information that another one of his nakama – Robin, this time – was already disappearing. Reaching, scrambling to move forward and get them out of...
Who will be next?
I see. The cook.
A curse was uttered, and so he shouted out as the second fist shot forward—only to meet the same fate as its twin.
Two arrows.
A desperate cry of the cook’s name could be heard.
Only three left.
Not even a moment was given for him to lift his foot, and it was shot into the hard rock like the limbs before it.
Stumbling and hopping on one foot before any remaining balance was lost, falling flat on his face as per the harsh rules of gravity and restraint.
Since you can’t see, I’ll just tell you: the man with the phallic nose has just died.
Another name was shouted as he attempted to drag his pinned body forward, inch by miserable inch, only to be met with further mockery and another arrow from their tormentor. His body fell forward once more, and his face hit the ground.
He could taste dirt.
The other woman just disappeared.
Fruitless attempts to pull himself forward; teeth sinking into bitter soil to try and resist the force of his arms and legs’ desperate tries to pull him back.
The very last of your nakama is starting to fade away.
No.
His head shot up, shouting out the swordsman’s name before his body bent backward and – with one, last desperate cry – sent his head hurtling forward.
Even if there was a chance that it wouldn’t work, even if there wasn’t a way for him to physically bring Zoro back, he didn’t care. There was no time to care – not now.
He could hear the sound of several arrows being shot, but he didn’t care.
He could feel the pain of the sharpened edges against his skin and the warmth of blood bursting forth from his wounds, but he didn’t care.
There was an arrow caught between his teeth, but he didn’t care.
The remainder of his hopes and cares was there waiting for him; waiting to fight more battles, go on more adventures, and to live on.
Closer.
Closer.
Closer.
Close enough to see him.
Close enough to touch him.
“ZORO!!!”
Close enough to save him.
A final glimpse that seemed to last an eternity, and he came crashing down into the earth, the rock, and the reality of everything around him.
Straw hat.
Your swordsman is dead.
Characters/Pairings: Luffy, Baron Omatsuri. Implied ZoLu.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 500. WAY over.
Prompt: Faceplant
Notes: Spoilers for 6th OP movie, if anyone hasn't seen it. Also, dedicated to
featheredtips. Have some angsty ZoLu, darlin'. ;D Not exactly the first thing that comes to mind when one hears "faceplant", I know. BUT EH, it worked. :>Chopper had been the first to go; swallowed whole by a monster that was called a flower, and he didn’t even see it.
The news was brought to him through laughter – smug, gloating, mocking.
Unforgivable.
A shout of “gomu gomu no...” which had become almost like a second nature to him, a fist was raised, and a sharp pain and the hard smack of skin against rock was the only response he received.
One arrow.
A struggle to get free, and so came the information that another one of his nakama – Robin, this time – was already disappearing. Reaching, scrambling to move forward and get them out of...
Who will be next?
I see. The cook.
A curse was uttered, and so he shouted out as the second fist shot forward—only to meet the same fate as its twin.
Two arrows.
A desperate cry of the cook’s name could be heard.
Only three left.
Not even a moment was given for him to lift his foot, and it was shot into the hard rock like the limbs before it.
Stumbling and hopping on one foot before any remaining balance was lost, falling flat on his face as per the harsh rules of gravity and restraint.
Since you can’t see, I’ll just tell you: the man with the phallic nose has just died.
Another name was shouted as he attempted to drag his pinned body forward, inch by miserable inch, only to be met with further mockery and another arrow from their tormentor. His body fell forward once more, and his face hit the ground.
He could taste dirt.
The other woman just disappeared.
Fruitless attempts to pull himself forward; teeth sinking into bitter soil to try and resist the force of his arms and legs’ desperate tries to pull him back.
The very last of your nakama is starting to fade away.
No.
His head shot up, shouting out the swordsman’s name before his body bent backward and – with one, last desperate cry – sent his head hurtling forward.
Even if there was a chance that it wouldn’t work, even if there wasn’t a way for him to physically bring Zoro back, he didn’t care. There was no time to care – not now.
He could hear the sound of several arrows being shot, but he didn’t care.
He could feel the pain of the sharpened edges against his skin and the warmth of blood bursting forth from his wounds, but he didn’t care.
There was an arrow caught between his teeth, but he didn’t care.
The remainder of his hopes and cares was there waiting for him; waiting to fight more battles, go on more adventures, and to live on.
Closer.
Closer.
Closer.
Close enough to see him.
Close enough to touch him.
“ZORO!!!”
Close enough to save him.
A final glimpse that seemed to last an eternity, and he came crashing down into the earth, the rock, and the reality of everything around him.
Straw hat.
Your swordsman is dead.
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Date: 2010-01-24 10:10 am (UTC)It is also a lovely, lovely beautifully-written piece of angst and I *SQUEE IN DIRECTION OF DEDICATION* love Luffy's introspection. No. Not just introspection. I'd say, because this drabble's in Luffy's POV, everything just becomes so emotive. He's just such a sensory creature, you know? And it's amazing to read any part of his thought process, and particularly heart-wrenching in this case because his desperation is so palpable, and Luffy is almost NEVER desperate. Movie 6 was, like, pre-emptory of Sabaody, and the thought of separated Straw-hats still makes me wanna bawl. ))))))))):
This was fantastic, like, KADLKASJHDLKJSDH -keyboard smashing in appreciative glee- And, AND. THE FACT THAT HIS REACTION TO ZORO'S DISAPPEARANCE WAS AN IMMEDIATE DISTRAUGHT ATTEMPT TO SAVE HIM? ♥ Magnificent. Movie 6 was a perfect reminder of WHY I'm so in love with ZoLu. The trust that Luffy has in Zoro is just immense, and Oda represents it in such a way that there's just NO NEED FOR WORDS. That in itself is such a strong bond and just, just. T^T I loved this, and if I ramble on some more, I might betray my incoherence.
-♥ you-
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Date: 2010-01-24 10:21 am (UTC)And ugh, yes. Writing from Luffy's point of view is so fucking hard, omg. Mainly because, well, yeah. His thought process isn't so much coherent, strung-together words and thoughts so much as it's a chaotic, choppy, emotional, and often very blank and stupid (save for these kinds of instances, baha) sequences of thought. XD
and ugh. yes. YES FOREVER. I swear to god, if I didn't already ship ZoLu, this movie would have made me ship it like no freaking tomorrow. I love Baron Omatsuri and The Secret Island so much because...so much ZoLu and NaSopp hinting oooomg. I swear to christ, if Franky was already in the series when this movie was made, it would probably have all 3 of my OP OTPs in there. Frobin, ZoLu, and NaSopp oh yes. <333
BUT two will do just fine. :B
mahaha. Glad you liked it. =P <3 HEART YOU, TOO.
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Date: 2010-01-24 04:21 pm (UTC)I don't think I've ever written in Luffy's POV before myself. I've tried almost everyone else but Luffy because it just never occurs to me. That, and the simplicity with which Oda's orchestrated Luffy's personality seems so original and, yeah, you're right XD, BRAINLESS and BLANK, I think I've always felt like writing it would... mar that somehow? IDEK. Maybe I should try writing it someday, huh. =_= Just to see how it'd turn out. Given my writing style? -gurgles- Probably not a good idea.
LAKJDHLKSAJHDLAKSJDHLA I STARTED SHIPPING ZOLU AFTER THE FIRST TWO ARCS. I THINK. IMMEDIATELY AFTER ZORO CAUGHT LUFFY'S HAT AS IT FLEW AWAY AFTER LUFFY FINISHED RELATING SHANKS' STORY AND EVERYTHING. DO YOU REALISE ZORO'S THE ONLY ONE WHO REALLY KNOWS THE WHOLE STORY ABOUT SHANKS? (AND PROBABLY ACE, BECAUSE LUFFY NEVER SHUT UP ABOUT IT, APPARENTLY. AND GARP TOO. AND MAKINO AND-- Yeesh. You get the idea.) The rest of the crew just knows that the hat's important because he owes it to someone, but they don't know how. I mean, Nami constantly sews up/patches up the hat. -shrugs- BUT ONLY ZORO KNOWS, OH YES. -squee- Actually, ALL THE MOVIES PRETTY MUCH SHIP THEM TOGETHER. lakjhdlaksjhd :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D *BIG BRIGHT SMILE*
I'm more of a SanNa person myself actually, though, to be fair, Sanji's going to be one whipped husband. -shakes head- FROBIN IS GOOD OH YES. Chopper can marry, um. A fellow reindeer. Or stay single. -nods- :X
♥
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Date: 2010-01-24 07:07 pm (UTC)XD I honestly think you should give it a try. Writing for Luffy is more like a stream of consciousness than anything else, you know what I mean? You just have to write the thoughts as they come to you. Or at least, that's how I approached it. XD
ahahah agreeed entirely. And that's pretty much when I started shipping those two, too, bahahah. <3 OTPYES? I THINK SO aaagh. I need to write more stuff for them, but FUCK it is so difficult for me to write Zoro OR Luffy. Urgh. Of course, they have to be the two strawhats I struggle most with baaaaawwwwh. ;_;
and haha. SaNa and NaSopp are pretty much on equal footing with me, really. :P I ship 'em both, though really, with all the Strawhats (except Franky and Robin THEY ARE TOGETHER AND THAT IS THAT OKAY ;_; and Chopper because...no) I'm open to just about any pairing because they all have potential to work out in some form or another; whether it just be for sex (ie. zoro and sanji treating sexual stuff as just another form of sparring), flirting, love, or what have you. Put any one of the strawhats together and it's not terribly hard to notice some kind of relationship dynamic that would work for them, y'know what I mean? OR MAYBLE YOU DON'T I'm really bad at making sense of my thoughts.