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Spanish fic recommendation!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65019736/chapters/167177560

I was asked if one of my fanfictions' premises (Breeder Village's) could be used by somebody else to write their own story with the premise.

Low and behold, it's already out!

Please feel free to give it a read if you speak Spanish! ^-^

Tumblr isn't letting me upload videos once more so... youtube it is!

Happy birthday, Penguin ^-^

Animation is in 4K and 60% traced from official animations (I cannot draw hands). Background is from episode 1093!

My PC really struggled in making this due to it being 4K.

Big thank you to @coffeetimeworks for helping me choose a scene for Penguin! Sorry that I couldn't draw him beaten and bloody, that was definitely above my skill level for this task, hehe. (I did try but it looked incredibly silly. Just as silly as Penguin's voice line here? Maybe. That's one still out for the jury to decide on.)

LoveyBug wears a bikini!

In front of Doflamingo!

Direction: Right to left, up to down.

For a bit of context:

LoveyBug is my self-insert so her relationship with Doflamingo is extremely wholesome. He's extremely protective of her which is why he absolutely cannot have her run around half-naked. What if any one person starts sexualising HIS bug? He can't have that.

Doflamingo and LoveyBug enjoying the breeze in the Dressrosan Sunflower Fields.

(Background is taken directly from the anime! I ain't messing with those. Nuh-uh.)

This is the very first finished One Piece animation I didn't trace the anime and manga for! Yay!

Drawing Doflamingo from behind did make things a lot easier, sure, but I'm personally very proud of how much more comfortable I've become in trusting my skills to just wing it entirely.

Variants:

Doflamingo on his own (no LoveyBug)

Sudden onset of Realism

Immediate response on Twitter:

Did I start blushing uncontrollably at the "Fufufu"? Maybe. Do I feel silly for it? Very. Have I stopped yet? Not in the slightest. Thank you so much once again! Speaking of advice, all of my confidence is a pure product of "fake it 'til you make it"!

I have quite the habit of rambling on when I'm happy, so Tumblr shall be my medium of choice for the proper response to this.

Ahhh!!! Another kind message, so soon?! You're totally spoiling me!

Thank you so much once again! The animations are definitely a lot easier to find over on YouTube, everything on Tumblr and Twitter ends up being all over the place, even with the masterlist. But that's a side effect I'm happy to accept for constantly throwing new things out into the void!

The same goes to you, mister or missus Unknown, all the best to you and all of your endeavors as well!

Your earlier message inspired me so that instead of making the initial small 2-frame-animation I had in mind, I wanted to take on a bit of a bigger project.

Here's a little WIP, hehe!

(The background is directly taken from the anime and may be sacrificed for the sake of realism in the future - anything goes, so long as I don't need to draw a background myself!)

Dear anonymous, I have no idea which platform you use, (maybe you use BOTH twitter AND tumblr?! Then you're gonna see double and triple!)

But oh my god, thank you so much! I shed a few happy tears when reading this, hehe!

You're just as nice, sending a gimmick as lovely as this. Thank you for being you as well!!

Positive feedback like yours makes me want to animate more things again! :D

I'm trying to make sure to update all of my fanfictions right now before my holidays end, but maybe I could squeeze in a little LoveyBug animation just for you!

Okay, that seems kind of egotistical seeing as LoveyBug is my bug-self, but you know, semantics.

As somebody once told me (and I live by this advice): "No matter the quality of what you put out there, putting in the effort and creating something is already a lot more than most other people do."

This of course can apply to any interest you have, be it knitting, voice acting, or snipping booger at passers-by. (Okay, maybe don't do the last thing. That's kind of gross.)

Jokes aside though, thank you again! Please have a wonderful day!!

Dear anonymous, I have no idea which platform you use, (maybe you use BOTH twitter AND tumblr?! Then you're gonna see double and triple!)

But oh my god, thank you so much! I shed a few happy tears when reading this, hehe!

You're just as nice, sending a gimmick as lovely as this. Thank you for being you as well!!

Positive feedback like yours makes me want to animate more things again! :D

I'm trying to make sure to update all of my fanfictions right now before my holidays end, but maybe I could squeeze in a little LoveyBug animation just for you!

Okay, that seems kind of egotistical seeing as LoveyBug is my bug-self, but you know, semantics.

As somebody once told me (and I live by this advice): "No matter the quality of what you put out there, putting in the effort and creating something is already a lot more than most other people do."

This of course can apply to any interest you have, be it knitting, voice acting, or snipping booger at passers-by. (Okay, maybe don't do the last thing. That's kind of gross.)

Jokes aside though, thank you again! Please have a wonderful day!!

Zombie Apocalypse AU (Eustass Kidd)

Summary:

Modern AU in which Kidd is more or less happily married. Content warning includes HEAVY SPOILERS so enter at your own risk: Heavy cursing, zombies, impending doom, people dying, angst, horror, grief, murdering your loved ones, explicit violence, violence towards small children, death, typical zombie apocalypse stuff. That said I think as far as zombie apocalypses go this is some pretty vanilla stuff. But then again I literally do not consume any zombie media whatsoever, so what do I know.

"Seriously, you never listen to me. You're suppposed to pick Stevie up from kindergarden today." 

"Babe, I told you, I'm working late today. I gotta finish up today's job, the client's been all over my ass for this, he's been hounding me for the past week non-stop." 

"How is your job more important than our ONLY son?!"

"That's not what I'm saying! But I'll run into big trouble with my boss if I just ditch work today!" 

"It's not what you're saying, but actions speak louder than words. You spend every single day at that damn garage. Do you even know what your son looks like anymore?"

The conversation replays in Kidd's head over and over on his drive to work. Of course he cares for Stevie. Of course he does. His wife Becka just doesn't realize how hard he works every single damn day to pay the bills for both of them. Not like she knows what that's like, she's been staying at home to care for Stevie for the past few years. Which honestly, he resents her for a bit. He'd rather get to spend some time off of work and in the company of his son too. She's right. He knows what his son looks like of course, but he feels so damn estranged from him that it makes him want to punch something. Shitty fucking money and the need to earn it. 

It's not even that he dislikes his job. He loves being a mechanic, but his boss is a proper asshole. Kidd's been dreaming about opening up his own mechanic workshop for years. The "Damned Garage", he'd call it. That way all the wussy clients would be scared off by the name alone and he wouldn't get as many idiots coming to his garage. That was the idea at least. 

During his work day, he manages to forget about the argument by throwing himself into his work. Usually his lunch break is around 1pm, but he puts it off by two hours, having felt the need to make sure that he finish one particularly stubborn piece of repairs first. He grabs his lunch and phone, sitting down in the workers' room at the table, biting into his sandwhich heartily as he turns on his phone to check for anything new happening. 

A sharp feeling of guilt stabs through him when he sees five missed calls from Becka. Shit. What if something had happened?

Without bothering to read his messages first, he calls her immediately. It takes painfully long for her to pick up and boy does she sound pissed when she does. 

"Kidd. Why the fuck didn't you respond?!" 

"Becka. I'm so sorry, I only just saw. What's wrong?" 

"Everything is wrong. Stevie is sick. I called you to pick him up. But of course you didn't fucking answer." 

"Sick? What do you mean, he's sick? What's he got?"

"I don't know! I'm at the doctor's. His breathing is really shallow." Her harsh tone finally mellows as a choked sob comes through the phone. "I'm scared, Kidd. He collapsed at kindergarden today and he's barely conscious. I don't know what the hell is going on. He seemed fine this morning. The caretaker said he sounded like he was choking on something before he collapsed." 

"Shit. Shit, shit, shit. Which doctor? I'm on my way." Kidd leaves everything where it is, grabbing his car keys and making his way to his car. He'll explain this to his boss tomorrow. 

Becka gives him the address of the children's doctor she's at. When he sits down in his car, it won't start. 

Why won't it start? He's a mechanic, he regularly checks over his car, almost religiously. 

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Start up you damn bitch!", he yells and slams his fist against the dashboard. Somehow, that makes the engine splutter to life. Sounds like it's got some issue, but that's the last of his worries right now. He needs to get to Becka and Stevie. The car damn well better hold out til then or he'll hijack any that he comes across. He doesn't fucking care right now. He grew up as a lowly street thug and he's not shy about using that knowledge when it counts. 

The streets feel oddly crowded for a tuesday afternoon. It shouldn't be rush hour yet, yet he gets stuck in one jam after the other. He clenches his fist so tightly that his nails start digging into the palm of his hand painfully, leaving angry, red marks. The pain distracts him from his worries at least a little. Just collapsed. Why would Stevie just collapse? If he was choking on something, maybe it was an allergy or some shit? Not that he was aware of Stevie having any. Then again, it was usually Becka, who prepared the meals for both of them, who knew this kind of shit. 

His fingers drum against the steering wheel impatiently. Fuck, fuck, fuck. If only he had his bike here, he'd be able to weave through the traffic without having to wait so damn long. 

It takes him what feels like hours to get even just two blocks further. That's when he sees a couple on a motorbike on the lane to his right. This is his chance. 

He gets out of his car, ignoring the incessant honking that follows him as he makes his way over. Before either of the two notices what's happening, he's pushed them off their bike. 

"Sorry, emergency!", he yells, but he doesn't feel very sorry as he revs up the bike and starts on his journey towards the doctor's address. 

He leaves his car standing there in the middle of traffic. Fuck if he cares, he just needs to make sure that Stevie's okay right now. The police'll be all up his ass over this later anyways, it won't be any issue returning this bike. It's a good bike, he reckons, nice bit of horsepower below him. 

The couple had been some idiot goody two-shoes anyways, respecting the traffic rules to much to weave in between the jammed cars to get to their destination. He definitely deserved it more right now. 

When he finally gets to the doctor, it feels like something out of a nightmare. People are screaming as they're running out of the building. 

"What the fuck is going on?!", he yells at the passers-by, but none of them are willing to answer. He curses once more, running into the building, calling up Becka's number once again. 

Fuck. "Cell phone service not available", his screen reads. Then why the fuck is he paying them a damn fortune for his contract every month?!  

Inside the house it's chaos too. Everyone seems to be trying to get out all at once, making Kidd need to punch his way inside. 

He gets yelled at for this plenty but he's easily able to block off any punches and kicks that come his way in retaliation. None of these people actually know how to fight, unlike him. 

"BECKA?! BECKA!", he screams once he's inside. "BECKA, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!"

But he's not sure that she'd be able to hear him over the chaos all around in the first place. He keeps shoving people out of his way as he makes his way to the first floor. Something in his gut tells him that if Becka isn't one of the people running outside - and he hasn't seen her amongst those, at least - then she'll be at the epicenter of whatever the fuck is going on right now. 

She'd be slowed down anyways, having to carry their son. He's sure he would have spotted them if they'd been part of the crowd rushing past him seeing as his tall frame is towering over most of the panicked individuals, but he can't be perfectly sure. 

Most of the people seem to already have cleared out of the first floor when he finally makes his way up there. He tries again. "BECKA?! BABE, ARE YOU HERE?"

He doesn't hear anything in response, but what he can hear is what sounds like the pounding of fists against a wall and muffled sobs. 

He makes his way towards the source of the location, his gut churning with worry. This feels like a damn fever dream and not reality. 

When Kidd gets to the room the noises are coming from, he stops dead in his tracks. There seem to be a half-naked man and child pounding against a door? 

"Oi, what the fuck are you-", Kidd starts up, but stops as they turn around when they hear his voice. 

Their faces are all but covered in ugly green pustules, red around the edges and oozing something that's either blood or pus, he's too disgusted to want to look closely. 

Yet he can't bring himself to actually look away either. They just stand there, staring at him, not replying, not responding in any way and Kidd's pretty sure that this is the eeriest thing he's ever experienced. 

His face falls on the young boy. Must be around Stevie's age, though it's hard to make out any of the boy's features granted there's a giant, welting pustule right above his left eye, covering all of it and even some of his skin below, amidst a face that looks almost burnt in how red and wet the skin looks. 

Kidd's just barely able to keep down the retching motion that his throat wants to make at the sight. He's seen some shit - especially during his time on the streets - but never something quite as disgusting as this. 

"Daaaaa.... ddy?" The boy suddenly says. Kidd freezes in his tracks. The voice sounded so slurred, so wrong, like the words had been forced out with great strength. But he'd recognize that voice anywhere. 

"S-Stevie? Is that..." He can't bring himself to finish the sentence. It can't be. This must be some kind of really fucked up nightmare. It can't be true. 

The boy walks towards him slowly, dragging his feet, one of his arms spasming uncontrollably at his side. Fuck. What the hell kind of disease was this? Where was Becka? 

If only he'd had his fucking phone turned on. He should have been here so much sooner.

And who the fuck was the man whose shirt was torn apart at the front, standing beside this monstrosity that bore Stevie's voice? 

The man still hadn't said anything. He tries to now, but all that comes out is a weird, indecipherable gurgle. Kidd wants to run, run as far as he can and leave this shitshow behind. 

But what if that is in fact Stevie? He can't just leave his baby boy behind. Not when he's clearly suffering from whatever kind of fuck-ass disease this is. 

Kidd crouches down, trying to not appear as disgusted as he feels. "Stevie, baby. Where's mommy?" 

"Daaaaaaaaddy." Again, the creepy, slurred voice. Stevie can talk full sentences, so what the hell is this about? Is the disease affecting his brain in some way. 

"Yes, baby, it's me." He nearly has to throw up as he accidentally breathes in too deeply, the rotten scent filling up his senses and making him dizzy with disgust. 

"Kidd?", a female voice suddenly sounds, slightly muffled. It sounds like it's coming from behind the door that Stevie and the man had been pounding against. 

Kidd feels like he can suddenly breathe a little easier. "Becka? Shit, is that you?"

"Yeah. Be careful. The doctor attacked me." 

"Wait, that fuckass dude is a doctor?", Kidd asks. 

Just then, the man tries to speak again, but it's a weak gurgle once more. Even Kidd's kid can speak better while afflicted by whatever the fuck this is. 

Kidd tries to ignore him, focusing on Stevie. "Baby. We'll take you to the hospital, okay? 's gonna be alright. Please don't be scared." 

But taking his focus off of the man seems to have been a mistake. As Kidd is still crouching down in front of Stevie the man seems to undergo some sort of change, his entire body convulsing seemingly at random where he stands, odd, disturbing noises coming out of him. 

Before Kidd can really react the man's suddenly flung himself at Kidd. Thanks to his well-honed reflexes, Kidd manages to let himself fall backwards to do a roll and get out of the man's reach just in time. "What the fuck is your problem, dude?!", he yells at the apparent doctor. 

But when he sees the doctor's face, a cold shiver runs down his spine. His eyes are turned so far back in his head that only the white can be seen anymore and he's coming for Kidd yet again. Kidd lunges for the stool standing in the middle of the room, needing something to defend himself with so as he won't get in direct touch with the disgusting pustules covering all of the man's face and upper torso. 

When the man lunges for him once again he crashes the stool into him, the flimsy wooden construction breaking apart and leaving Kidd with nothing but its two legs in hand. "Fuck!", he curses once again. 

The man seems momentarily paralyzed but goes for Kidd again immediately after recovering his bearings. 

"I'm gonna hurt you if you don't stop this shit!" Kidd's warning feels redundant at this point, but part of him still wants this shitshow to just stop, for the man to calm down and everything to return to normal. 

Kidd parries the man's uncoordinated yet strong attacks by smashing his two sticks against the man's attacking arms. He doesn't even make any sounds of pain, doesn't seem to react much to what must be brutal bruises forming on his arms, he just unrelentingly tries to attack Kidd further. 

A part of Kidd that isn't focused on the fight right now but on protecting Stevie is devastated that his little boy needs to see this shit, but it can't be helped. 

When the man simply refuses to abate in his attacks, Kidd starts bringing down the stool legs on his head repeatedly, jumping out of the man's reach any time he tries to grab him, desperate not to want to get in touch with whatever this fucking disease is. After countless brutal hits and the man's head actively starting to be deformed, he finally goes down. Kidd's arms are hurting from how much power he had to exert as he stands there panting, a disgusting mix of blood and whatever else was coming out of the man and his pustules on his makeshift weapons. 

He lets them fall to the floor as he then turns to open the door that Becka had been hiding behind. Becka jumps into his arms, holding onto him and sobbing desperately, clearly having been terrified out of her mind. 

"Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.", she keeps repeating, trembling wildly. 

"Is okay. I've got you.", Kidd reassures her, holding her in his strong yet exhausted arms. "I'll always protect you." 

Becka takes a while to calm down in his arms, but he needs that time nearly as much as she does. This is certainly not how he'd expected a visit at the doctor's with Stevie to go. But if Stevie had the same thing that the doctor had...

He can barely finish that thought as Becka suddenly gasps in pain. 

"Becka?!" Panic floods him within seconds. Becka stares down in horror, looking at her leg, which Stevie had bitten into with all of his might. 

He was so small and yet he seemed to have exerted so much force that he'd not only bitten through the fabric of her trousers, but into the skin underneath as well, drawing blood. 

"OW!", Becka yowls, kicking her leg to try and throw Stevie off in panic, but to no avail, he's latching on like a rabid dog. 

"FUCK; KID!", Kidd yells and grabs Stevie, trying not to get in touch with the disgusting stuff covering his body but unable to avoid it entirely in how much force he needs to exert to drag Stevie off of Becka. Even then he needs to grab his mouth and pry it apart to get Stevie to stop biting into his mother. 

He throws Stevie off, positioning himself in front of Becka in case Stevie tries to go for her again. Why the hell does he need to fight his own kid? What the fuck? 

Becka hisses in pain, trying to inspect her leg. 

Normally Kidd would never speak to his child like this, but he's so angry and overwhelmed that he can't keep his cool. "What the fuck, Stevie? How could you attack Becka!" 

Stevia doesn't seem particularly dazed at having been thrown off, getting back up, his one visible eye rolled back, only the white visible. "Mommyyyyyyy...... hurts....." 

Kidd can't help the tears welling up in his eyes at seeing his son in this condition. He'd hurt him. He'd hurt his beloved Stevie. But he had to defend Becka. What choice did he have in this impossible situation? 

"Becka, are you alright?", he asks over his shoulder, trying to keep an eye on Stevie even as he checks in with her at the same time. 

"Hurts like a damn bitch, but I'll live.", is the quick reply. 

"The fuck do we do?", Kidd asks her. What could they even do? 

"We need to lock him in somewhere and get help. I don't know what's happening to him. I don't know how to help him." 

Kidd can't see Becka's face either, but by the tone of her voice, she's definitely crying too. 

"Fuck.", he curses. "Stevie, do you understand what I'm saying?" 

He pushes Becka backwards a bit behind him as Stevie keeps approaching them again. "Huuuuuuurts....", the little kid groans. 

He doesn't know how to do this. If he grabs Stevie there's a good chance he'll be bitten too. With the doctor from here already on the ground unconscious - or in the worst case, dead - it might be a while before they were able to get help again. He needs to make sure he'll stay as uninjured as possible to take proper care of Becka, who might already struggle to walk with her leg now. 

So he picks up one of the stool legs again, a grim expression on his face. 

Becka nearly chokes on her spit as she sees this. "Kidd. Kidd, oh god, no. You can't hurt him!" 

"He's not going to listen to us right now, babe. I need to protect you." 

"That's our baby!", Becka pleads desperately, grabbing the back of his shirt to shake him. 

"I'll be careful.", Kidd replies gravely, shaking her off. 

Stevie tries to lunge for him but because of Becka's location being right behind him he can't dodge, so he has to block the attack with the stool leg. Part of him crumples and dies at having to hurt his own flesh and blood by beating against his wildly flailing arms and legs like this, but his survival mode lets him focus on the fight at hand first of all. 

Kidd goes on to take the initiative, pushing Stevie back towards the room Becka had previously been in with a flurry of feigned and real attacks. 

Stevie doesn't respond to the feigned attacks at all, not flinching back from them at all as one normally would have based on their reflexes. 

Kidd has already seen enough to know that something's seriously fucking wrong, but that's the nail in the coffin for him. 

He can only push Stevie back into the room by actively hitting him. Normally his little boy had been so weak, never one for being super sporty and preferring to draw and sing when the other kids ran around yelling and having fun, so he has no idea where all of this strength is even coming from. 

He can't bring himself to think about how much he's injuring the poor little child's frail bones, how much this will hurt Stevie when he's back to normal. 

Finally, he manages to slam the door shut right in front of Stevie's face, turning the keys over quickly. 

He hadn't even really noticed it during the fight itself, but now he realizes that tears are streaming down his face, actively blurring his vision. 

Kidd turns back around to Becka, trying to appear as non-threatening as possible, but she backs away hobbling from him when he gets closer. "You monster! How could you attack our little boy! You filthy, filthy pig! You bastard!" 

She keeps screaming, hurling insult after insult at him. 

Kidd just stands there and takes it. It hurts him deeply to see his wife saying such hurtful things to him, but he can't blame her. God if he doesn't hate himself for doing what he's done just now as well. 

"Becks...", he starts up but is quickly shut up by her screaming at him again. 

He can tell that she's starting to work herself into a state of hysteria so eventually he can't take it any longer, walks up and wraps his arms around her in a hug, even as she starts pounding her fists against his chest, still screaming at him for being such a horrible monster. 

She continues for quite some minutes before finally calming down, her screaming quieting down into miserable sobs. 

"I'll always protect you.", he mumbles into her hair, breathing in the scent desperately to try and calm himself, to find some semblance of normaly in this fucked up situation. 

He hadn't wanted any of this. He hadn't wanted his promise of protection to turn against the very product of their love, their only child. 

He surpresses his sobs, only allowing his tears to stream down freely as he holds Becka with all of his remaining strength. She needs him right now, more than she's ever needed him before, more than she ever would have needed him in a normal life without this kind of fucked up situation. 

Comment on "Breeder Village"

Rough translation of the comment: "You gave me a thousand ideas with the premise of your fic [Breeder Village], can I use this for my OC and your Doflamingo? <3 <3"

Oh wow, thank you so much for liking my idea so much! I'm so honored!

The village is said to house "some of the most beautiful women the Grand Line has ever seen [...] from blondes to brunettes, young to old, tall to tiny, giants, mermaids, humans and even a celestial dragon or two." So please feel free to put your OCs in it!

Any female OC works for this, I'm so happy to bring the village to life a bit more by having other people's OCs live there too. The fic is of course NSFW and contains noncon, but if you want to slap your OCs in there then be my guest!!

Edit: This includes writing about it, making headcanons, art, whatever you'd like. All that I ask is that you link back to the original fic and don't claim the idea of the "Breeder Village" as your own in regards to Doflamingo! ^-^

Link to the fic! (Doflamingo x Reader)

Wow! I've reached 1003 Following on Twitter!

(Plus whatever my body count is on here, I'm still like an old elderly grandmother when trying to use this site, can't find my way towards anything.)

Thank you so much to every single person who puts so very much effort into making all of this amazing (One Piece) art, shares their headcanons and OCs or simply takes the time and effort to be kind and encouraging to somebody else.

You absolutely rock!

Baby Doflamingo protecting Lovey Bug

"Don't talk to me or my loveybug ever again!"

"I called you to discuss something. Can you guess?"

Me marrying you? Pls, sir, pls one night, one night is all I ask at this point omg what is happening to me, Eng North Blue Doffy is VULNERABLE I need to cuddle him and swathe him in blankets and make him tea and kiss his forehead and tuck him in and hold his big hand and shush him and tell him I'll kill anyone who tries to hurt him.

I WAS NOT READY FOR THIS.

"I wanted to welcome you, to the Donquixote Family officially. Congrats, kid."

ENG DUB NORTH BLUE DOFFY HOW DARE YOU BE SO SWEET CONGRATULATING KID LAW, HOW DARE YOU OMG WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING I WAS NOT WARNED, THEY NEEDED TO PUT A WARNING FOR THIS, LIKE

"English Dub Doflamingo will sound vulnerable and you run the risk of wanting to hug him, proceed with caution."

"Just looking at you I can tell you've been through hell and back." He genuinely sounds like he is sympathizing here, like his tone is like I know, kid, I know, I experienced the same shit AND I AM NOT FINE HAHAHA WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING

"You have that hate-filled glare in your eyes." EVEN WHEN HE SAYS THIS IT'S SORTA SOFT OMG WHAT IS HAPPENING I AM NOT READY FOR THIS WHAT THE FUCK.

"I think you'll have a lot to offer our family." is speak for "You're my kid now." AND I AM MELTING 😭 Get adopted, Law. Get loved, you little angry boy. Doffy's your dad now.

I NEED TO CHEW ON PAPER OR THE BARS OF MY CAGE WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING OMG ENG DUB NORTH BLUE DOFFY OMG 🥹🥹🥹

Eng Dub Kid Law is somehow breaking my heart even more "Whatever. I've got three years. And then I'm gonna die. The end. Done."

....

... 😭😭😭😭😭😭 ENG DUB LAW COME HERE I WILL LOVE YOU, GET LOVED YOU LITTLE SAD BOY WE'LL FIND YOU A CURE BABY BOY AAAAAA 😭😭

Doffy: Maybe. Depends on your luck.

"Allow me to explain." ENG DUB DOFFY AND HIS MANNERS, EXCUSE ME SIR, YOU CAN EXPLAIN ME THE FCKN CAR ENGINE AND I'M ALL EARS WHEN YOU'RE CHIVALROUS LIKE THAT.

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON.

Which of the Doffy fans got hired to write the English script, I see you, you bastards, and I love you.

"We're what you call experts in the black market and one of our fields is Devil Fruits. Their powers are vast, sometimes beyond human comprehension. Meaning there could be a Devil Fruit that could cure your condition. " He's explaining it so calmly and he sounds like a DAD. DAD DOFFY IS REAL, DADMINGO IS CANON AND IT'S ENG DUB NORTH BLUE DOFFY I AM NOT FINE -

AAAAAAAAAA

ALSO, ALSO. THE FACT ENG DOFFY SAYS "condition" instead of "disease/illness" like it's sth temporary for Law, just an obstacle they gotta get through, and he could have called it a disease like Buffalo did but he DOESN'T, l...

It's fine. I'm not crying. I'm fine.

DADMINGO IS CANON. ENG NORTH BLUE DOFFY MADE DADMINGO CANON.

I'm about to cry.

"So what? You have three years left. Who knows how many Devil Fruits we'll find in that time." Eng Doflamingo canonically was enthusiastic and made sure to be enthusiastic to soothe Law and comfort him by saying those words, he was literally like "Yeah, so what? We'll find it!" I'M DONE. I'M DONE. IT'S OVER FOR ME. ENG NORTH BLUE DOFFY, YOU CAN HAVE ME. YOU CAN HAVE ME. I won't fight. How can I?

HOW CAN I?

I... I need to... I need to write another North Blue Doffy fic but Eng North Blue Doffy in mind. He's still evil but he CARES. HE CARES. ENG NORTH BLUE DOFFY CARES.

OH, LORD. OH, LORD. ENG NORTH BLUE DOFFY, MY LOVE.

"And one of them just might have a life-altering solution for you." He says SOLUTION. SOLUTION. Once more, Eng North Blue Doffy treats Law's disease as a problem to solve, not as an incurable disease. Oh, he is a dad. Dadmingo is canon. Dadmingo is CANON.

One Piece Dream Recollection Part 2 - Kidd, Killer, Doflamingo

At first, I was travelling through a hostile environment with Kidd and Killer. Things had started out with me helping a primary school kid through their bike exam at school and then through shenanigans I am unfortunately unable to remember I ended up in a big castle-like structure.

Evil royalty lived here, I was either infiltrating the place or working there as a maid, as I ran through the corridors plenty.

The Kidd Pirates - enemies to the castle's royalty - had somehow ended up in there and tried to escape.

I mainly just interacted with Kidd and Killer who didn't trust me in the least at first.

I went along with them despite them trying to get me to leave them the hell alone and stuck around with them for long enough for them to start softening a bit towards me.

As we ran down a very large set of stairs - going down multiple floors in a rectangular shape - we were hot in pursuit by our enemies.

Kidd decided to stay behind and fight them to ensure all of his friends would make it out alive. Killer and I freaked out big time at this but Killer didn't waste time arguing, followed Kidd's command and instead made sure the Kidd Pirates would all successfully escape.

I wasn't nearly as smart and started begging Kidd not to risk his life for this. There was a lot of back and forth of him going "Why the fuck do you care, you don't even know me" to me struggling to explain myself and then I offered to keep the enemies away in his stead.

I must have been a capable fighter in my dream because this was a genuine option. Kidd seeing that I was willing to sacrifice my safety and possibly my life in favour of him and especially his friends immediately won me his respect and then it became the most melodramatic soap opera shit about "no, you can't do this!" of us both saying that to each other that you've ever seen.

I'm pretty sure there was even dramatic, romantic music playing during this, it was fucking wild. I was mentally making fun of how cheesy everything was even as it happened in the dream.

Eventually we all tried to make it out together and ended up hiding in a room on the bottom floor of the castle, right beside the exit. We had to wait for a lot of enemy soldiers to pass before we were able to make it out. I caused a diversion by talking to the guards seeing as they didn't recognize my face.

You're gonna have to suspend your disbelief for a bit here, cause all of a sudden I stopped being myself and uh, became Kidd. Yeah, that happens sometimes.

I (Kidd) was somehow separated from the group, maybe the dream had shifted enough for this to be a slightly different scenario, either way I spread my wings - yup, Kidd/I had huge bat-like wings for whatever reason - and started flying away over the massive castle garden. Think Versaille's park, that sort of size of garden.

Now Kidd is fucking muscular, so it was very hard to fly very high with a body as heavy as his, making it very dangerous to be spotted by any of the numerous castle guards posted in said garden. There were a lot of plants and small hedges out and about that I was able to hide behind, even if the fact that I had the massive red coat on made it incredibly difficult.

I hunted down some small game because I was starting to get really hungry, eating it on the spot (not sure if I/Kidd was entirely human with that + the wings). When I flew slightly above the garden lake (of a relatively small scale) huge bubbles would appear right before massive fish with mouths full of rows of teeth lunged out, trying to kill me.

I had to dodge quite a lot of these killer fish on my journey.

Then the dream shifted a bit again and I was suddenly Doflamingo, yet in the same castle garden.

I came across a very weird hill - it looked entirely unnatural, like somebody who hadn't known how to terraform in a video game had collossally messed up.

Basically on each level of the hill the earth / floor was raised and right on top of it a large rectangular plate of earth (featuring another raise right on it) was stacked. There were about eight stacks of this and it was an incredibly wobbly construction (no wonder).

Now I (Doflamingo) carried over some of the exhaustion I had felt in my escape as Kidd so I considered this strange construction to be a good potential hiding spot.

When getting closer to inspect it I noticed that a rabbit momma (a larpin, but way cuter) and her baby had seeked out shelter under the construction too. The mom was at the very left of the floor she was on; meaning that every time the unstable construction wobbled and swung around in the wind, she had to support all of its weight with her head to make sure she and her baby weren't ever crushed to death.

The baby was injured, having a small cut on its belly as well as most of the fur on its stomach being red and upset so I set out to find some herbs to help treat its wounds.

When I returned the strange hill had leaned forward too much on the bunny's mom so she'd fallen unconscious from the pressure on her head. The baby was freaking out incredibly hard, thinking its mom had died so I sat down and soothed it to the best of my ability.

I then set out to stabilize this strange hill with my strings; connecting the top and bottom of each floor with said strings to stablize the construction and make sure it wouldn't sway dangerously anymore.

I then went around the back of the hill and did the same thing there, (in a very rare moment of scientific clarity I had a thought of "wait, that's not how physics work!" and decided to work on stabilizing the back of it too).

Honestly it was probably just Doflamingo's intelligence permeating my brain in the dream, I'm terrible with science.

So yeah! The dream ended right after this. It's a lot less cohesive than the last dream I dreamt but I hope you got to enjoy it either way.

Law gets panic attacks any time Rosinante picks up potentially dangerous objects.

🐯: "Put that down!! Let me do it for you!!"

🫀: "..."

Am I taking the concept of Dreaming of Doflamingo too far by making it an entire "I dream of Jeannie" crossover? Maybe.

Do I love that show? To bits.

I was tempted to try and incorporate the official female Doflamingo design a bit better into this but... Yeah. No. Didn't work out the way I planned, haha.

Directly traced over the intro animation of the show!

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Aww, thank you so much, that's very kind of you!!

I'll go a step further and add - You!

Yep, you, reading this.

The fourth wall is shattering around you as I reach through your screen (if it's a phone then ouch it's a tight fit) and shake your hand.

Keep being awesome! Make other people's days awesome! Rock on!

Most importantly, have a wonderful day!

One Piece Dream Recollection

I spent all night in my dream travelling through the country Doflamingo reigned in (not Dressrosa, some other one) with Law, doing our best to work towards bringing Doflamingo down.

The first fight against Doflamingo was absolutely catastrophic and nearly got the both of us killed.

Luffy was working towards our fight somewhere too but I never really saw him in person.

Kidd then appeared, apparently Luffy had helped him out of a pinch and so he'd agreed to an alliance. Kidd had seen Luffy give orders to Law so Kidd was eager to help Law as Luffy's apparent subordinate, taking orders from his alliance member. (Law did not like that one bit and the two bickered quite a lot!)

Law was already roughed up pretty badly at this point so Kidd went to fight Doflamingo on his own.

Kidd stood a much better chance than Law had beforehand - maybe because Doflamingo had already spent some of his energy, because Kidd was able to keep a clearer head instead of being so hyperfocused on revenge like Law or just because I simp for Kidd harder.

Either way it was an incredibly intense fight and the two went at it for hours.

Doflamingo used parasite to control Law to fight against Kidd for him, Kidd being attacked by both of them at the same time which made things even more difficult for him.

Law then - for whatever reason - decided to break Kidd's metal hand. Which makes no sense, but alas, dream logic. For some reason it hurt Kidd whenever the metal hand was broken and severed from his arm.

At this rate Kidd was quite worse for wear so he laid on the ground panting as Doflamingo set out to explore how the metal hand worked, being rather curious about the fact.

Through some means or another he froze the hand first of all, which was a wise idea seeing as it self-destructed and set off quite a few explosions that had been built in.

Through the ice encasing it nobody got hurt from that.

In my dream I stood there, nodded and thought "so this is why Kidd got roughed up so badly when Shanks attacked him, his metal arm self-destructed as well on top of everything".

Doflamingo was screwing the metal arm open further, trying to figure out its secrets. He was so interested in finding out what was inside that you could have thought one of the ancient weapons was stored away in there but we never found out because suddenly Benn Beckman appeared.

Why him, you ask? No fucking clue, I've never had a more anticlimactic dream in my life. Pretty pissed at my subconscious for choosing a character I actively dislike here.

Beckman then proceeded to fight Doflamingo with all he had and boy it was rough for Doflamingo. For some reason Beckman was miles and miles stronger and faster than him. Doflamingo felt looked down upon so he completely lost it.

Beckman kept cutting through his strings so Doflamingo used his awakened devil fruit to turn the very ground into strings as well, trying to gain the upper hand through this.

He used his "Spider Web" to deflect attacks but was eventually defeated rather unceremoniously.

Beckman then disappeared as quickly as he came.

When I later strolled through the town - Kidd and Law recovering from the fight - I came across Mihawk, sitting on the back of an oxen cart on top of a huge eagle (Lord of the Rings Style). Right beside him a really cute eagle baby. He was drinking some wine - or maybe some other alcoholic beverage - straight from the bottle.

When asked by the villagers why he was here, he responded that the baby eagle didn't like the drinks they had at the eyrie, so he was here to buy drinks for the baby.

I very unfortunately woke up after this but oh my god that was such a fun, wild ride!

One Piece Unlimited World Red

Battle Collosseum

Doflamingo Cutscenes Part 2

Part 1 here

Drive link to download the Doflamingo scenes (in case youtube is being troublesome)

should I be working on my fanfictions? absolutely

is this relevant preparation to write them? ... yes, your honor

Link to the full cutscenes on youtube (I'm uploading all of Doflamingo to tumblr, but if you're a Lucci / Crocodile / Buggy / Hancock / Franky / Brook / Usopp / Robin fan then there's a little something here for you):

I tried uploading the video in mp4 format but after 2 hours of failure I'm finally going to bed at half past 3 AM. I'll try again tomorrow, hopefully the youtube links work for everyone! If not, feel free to refer to the drive link.

Update: Part 3 is technically out, but doesn't include any Doflamingo, so I won't be making a separate post with it. If you simp for them, there is Ace, Sanji, Zoro, Aokiji, Akainu, Ceasar, Wani, Law, Luffy in the video.

I can't get this frame in particular out of my mind either!

Really emphasizing the fact of being below him.

Can't wait to play through the rest of this and get even more of his scenes! :D

One Piece Unlimited World Red

Battle Collosseum

Doflamingo's first appearance

Wanted to start a solid log of these cutscenes.

Feel free to make gifs off of this and go wild!

I'll continue playing through it and providing these scenes here, if you let me know that you're interested in seeing more then I'll definitely have a bigger incentive to do so quickly :P

Link to more cutscenes from my first part of playing through it (featuring a bit of Law getting annoyed with the strawhats!):

One Piece Unlimited World Red

Battle Collosseum

Doflamingo's first appearance

Part 2 here

Wanted to start a solid log of these cutscenes.

Feel free to make gifs off of this and go wild!

I'll continue playing through it and providing these scenes here, if you let me know that you're interested in seeing more then I'll definitely have a bigger incentive to do so quickly :P

Link to more cutscenes from my first part of playing through it (featuring a bit of Law getting annoyed with the strawhats!):

Wow! It's so lovely to see fans put so much love and effort into Kidd and Killer <3

I finally made an actual self-insert One Piece character to represent me. She's tiny and she hasn't got the most useful of limbs, but she's trying.

I'll use the simple design to try and draw my headcanons more easily.

I didn't really want to name her anything (Neera feels too personal and a bit too grown up for her) so I'll just call her LoveyBug from now on based on her shirt.

LoveyBug + Doflamingo, one of their first meetings

Hiding in Doflamingo and Corazon's coats

+ Coloured Corazon coat hiding

Enjoying Kidd's fluffy hair

Kidd: "Get out of my hair, you weirdo!"

LoveyBug: "No, YOU get out of MY hair about this! :3"

(she loves making the most horrendous puns)

Me + Doflamingo

Me + Rosinante

"Quickly colour it so you'll have a new pfp" I thought.

Two hours later I'm rethinking my ability to do things quickly.

Very sloppy Penguin made out of paper leftovers! I have been wanting to make something about Penguin for a long while now, but I have absolutely no spatial awareness.

I think there is a Penguin figurine out there but I got no money so... 'twill serve.

this morning I woke up and felt possessed by the marineford Doffy / Moria interaction panel. I think that it might have been part of a dream because I vividly remember the glasses being pushed down slightly to show the pose I tried to put down on the whiteboard.

either way I was late to my internship because of this possession and got scolded for it. every day I become more of a criminal for doflamingo!

Happy birthday, Shachi! ^-^

Proper Shachi drawing below!

Then Now

oh, I thought the #team shachi tag was a parody of Team Edward and Team Jacob except with the two goofballs. I'm a tiny bit disappointed that it's apparently not the case.

Incorrect translation: "NO! I REFUSE TO HAVE BREAD FOR DINNER!"

Daily One Piece drawings

I have a notebook where I draw one piece of - usually - One Piece every single day that I have not yet shared here on Tumblr.

So here it is!

Time to tag like every character ever... heh...

He's never letting go of that tentacle.

People say they have brainworms when they're suddenly fixated on something, right? Well, I have brain cephalopods.

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