Esma
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Often times Zoro could be found meditating around the deck. The crew knew not to bother him. Knew that he needed the time to himself. But they were wrong in their assumptions of his meditating. Zoro wasn’t meditating at all. He was praying to the one god he believed in. One who was promised to someday return. One who valued strength and freedom above all. His one true god—Nika. And through prayer, Zoro believed he would be blessed, believed he would grow stronger, believed when at the end of his days that Nika would see all that he had done and find him worthy of a place at his side.
In which Zoro worships Nika and this changes nothing.
Bookmarked by Esma
24 Jul 2026
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I do always say, Zoro's Loyalty to Luffy is the sexiest thing ever.
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He keeps moving forward at a steady pace, resisting the urge to run because how fucking embarrassing would that be, running because he missed them, and as he breaks through the treeline he shouts, “Oi, oi—what took you guys so long? It's been—”
And then he freezes, because yes, actually—something is very, very wrong.
The Sunny is anchored just off shore, close enough to see the deck but far enough away that the crew has had to take the Mini Merry to make land. Scattered across the beach in various stages of chaos—rolling around, yelling, fighting—are his crew but not his crew, so similar and yet so, so different. They look younger, fresher, and whatthefuck there, on the deck of the Sunny just peering over the railing, he catches a flash of green—his own green hair—
“Ah, fuck,” he grunts, and then immediately turns back around because no, actually, he does not want to deal with this.
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- Part 1 of oh, achilles!
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I. Am. Just by eveesolo
Fandoms: Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age - All Media Types
31 Mar 2020
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Remnants of my humanity had almost devoured me, if it weren’t for a dreamer. It was he who explained my name, my purpose. Comprehending my newborn existence with no direction has led me wandering aimlessly in the Fade. That is until I am called… from beyond the Veil. MCIT Challenge Prompt - Spirit Sunday.