says the man with the ball strapped to his head
says the man with the ball strapped to his head
ooooh quick foreshadowing for hyouzou in the fishman island arc (aka the best swordsman on fishman island). i appreciate that the two best fishmen swordsmen are both octopus. a simple philosophy of more arms = more swords = better swordsman
Anime Film Review: One Piece Film: Z
One Piece Film: Z is the 12th anime film in the One Piece franchise. One Piece Film: Z Directed by: Tatsuya Nagamine Written by: Osamu Suzuki Starring: Mayumi Tanaka, Kazuya Nakai, Akemi Okamura, Kappei Yamaguchi, Hiroaki Hirata, Ikue Ohtani, Yuriko Yamaguchi, Kazuki Yao, Yuichi Nagashima, Hochu Otsuka, Ryoko Shinohara, Teruyuki Kagawa, Takehito Koyasu, Unsho Ishizuka, Fumihiko Tachiki, Hiroshi…
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If I knew anything more about karate, I’d probably be more impressed. Is this like beyond black belt level (assuming fishman karate works similar to human karate)
That stupid starfish...
About 2 1/2 hours of drawing i think?
i love how he says this as if being sliced all across your chest is something that should definitely be healed within a day
his words say its just hair but his eyes say he’s full of rage
gonna draw my yuki and lewis piece now bc im Free *ignores theology homework*
Sanji & Zoro
Oden: If you want a significant other you have to actually talk to people!
Raizou: I'd rather die.
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐲𝐦𝐩𝐡 — Reader x Strawhats ! Reader x Luffy — FIRST PART
The Strawhats make a stop at an apparently abandoned island that happens to be the home to a nymph.
cw: fem!reader, some body description, violence, mentions of death and mass murder, mdni
Luffy took a deep breath, welcoming the fresh air into his lungs. The Sunny seemed to have docked on a spring island. "Maybe we'll find a restaurant that cooks meat!" he said out loud.
Nami rolled her eyes. "Our priority is to find someone who'll tell us how long it'll take before the Log Pose registers the magnetic field of the island."
"My priority is eating," retorted Luffy.
"Nami is right," intervened Sanji but Luffy was well aware that, no matter what Nami said, Sanji would always agree with her. So he ignored him and imagined spicy meat and squid meatballs.
"I'll stand with Luffy on this one" said Franky, slapping his palm on his own stomach, "I need more Cola."
And, while the rest kept fighting about what was more important, Usopp shivered. "I think I have the 'this place is dangerous' disease."
"You too?!" whined Chopper, clutching on Zoro's leg.
"I saw a spider bigger than my —"
Zoro raised an eyebrow, smirking at Usopp. "Tsk. I think you might have a problem."
Usopp started screaming incoherent things at Zoro and Robin laughed to herself, pulling up Chopper.
Meanwhile, Brook was muttering the words of a song he had just made up. He was singing about whatever he saw while walking through that massive island. It was just vegetation, a river, flowers, vegetation, a pond, more vegetation...
And way more than an hour went by. Still no people and no civilization.
"Sanji..." complained Luffy, "I'm hungry."
"And what am I supposed to do about that? Idiot."
"I don't care!"
Brooke pointed his boney finger upwards. "An aries!" he shouted, almost keeping up with his singing voice.
Zoro unsheathed his swords, before actually looking in the direction Brook was pointing to. "An aries? On the trees?"
"I don't know what to tell you" he shrugged, "I saw horns."
"Whatever's edible," exclaimed Luffy, preparing to reach the tree in a heartbeat.
But he didn't have the chance to because something jumped off of it and suddenly Luffy was being threatened by two knives, pressed on the base of his throat.
The group tensed up, ready to fight, but sharp golden eyes convinced them to do otherwise. "Make a move and he dies."
Luffy held a hand up to his crew, stopping them from doing anything stupid. He looked at the creature in front of him and furrowed his eyebrows. A woman... with horns.
"I have been waiting for you, Monkey D. Luffy," she uttered.
"Who are you?" he questioned.
The woman tilted her head, pressing the knives on his skin. "I will ask the questions for now." Then, she glared through Luffy's head, looking behind him. "I wouldn't try that, if I were you."
Zoro's grip hardened on his swords and he grew cold. He was thinking about a way to attack her, but how could she know? Haki?
"Not the haki" she spoke out loud, "But I'm not surprised you know about such thing, Roronoa Zoro."
Luffy's eyes widened and Zoro gritted his teeth. "She's in my head —."
"How?" voiced Luffy.
The woman didn't answer, staring at every single one of the pirates. "You're certainly an interesting crew."
"How?" he repeated, louder.
She narrowed her eyes and moved her knives from Luffy's throat, freeing him from the deadly threat. Then, she sighed and moved sideways. "From the upper left. You need to do better, Zoro."
Zoro fell back on the ground, mid attack. He stared, astounded and angry. "How are you in our heads?"
"Was it a Fruit?" asked Sanji, taking a step closer. He hadn't had the heart to speak until then, let alone to fight her like Zoro.
"Mother Nature gave me many gifts. That Fruit was one of them."
Sanji couldn't help but think of the other obvious gifts and the woman scowled.
Luffy cocked his head. "I see. Why didn't you kill me?"
She looked at him and shrugged. "You are not a threat."
"Not a threat?" repeated Zoro.
"Last time I checked, you do not have hearing problems."
He was about to answer but Luffy stopped him. "Calm down, Zoro. I want to know more."
"What is this place called?" asked Robin.
"This is the Sanctuary," she replied, "I see you're an archaeologist."
Robin's eyes widened. "I thought this place was a myth."
"Why?" questioned Luffy.
"Because it is said to be the home of nymphs," answered Franky in a low tone.
Many eyes rested on the woman's face.
"You're a nymph..." murmured Nami.
"I am," she confirmed, dryly.
"I thought nymphs didn't exist," said Sanji, in awe.
"She has horns like me," commented Chopper. It was the only thing he could concentrate on.
The nymph uncomfortably touched her horns, gazing down at the speaking reindeer.
"There are many songs about nymphs" murmured Brooke, "As the songs say, you are immortal — is that true?"
She clicked her tongue, bothered. "The Log Pose will be ready in five days" she said, "Camp here, nothing will attack you — but do not try to hunt."
"We need to eat," replied Zoro.
"I will feed you. Do not try to hunt on this land or your hunger will be the least of your problems."
Sanji swallowed. There was something terrifying about that beautiful woman.
"Can you show us the city?" asked Franky.
The nymph remained in silence for a moment. "There is no city."
"What's your name?" asked Luffy.
The nymph didn't answer. "I will come back later to bring you food and water."
"Why were you waiting for me?" insisted Luffy.
But the nymph ignored him again and disappeared in the trees.
The nymph sat on the near tree, in silence. She could still hear their conversations and their thoughts, too.
"Do you think she could actually..."
"That's what it looks like — I didn't even know a fruit like that existed."
"Luffy, what are we going to do?"
The nymph furrowed her eyebrows and listened more closely, heightening her senses.
"What do you mean?! She was going to kill you!"
"But she didn't. She said I wasn't a threat to her. At this point, neither is she to me."
"I believe she was only checking our intentions." The nymph recognised the reindeer's voice.
"That's what I believe, as well" said Luffy, "There's nothing we need to do, she doesn't want to fight. She said she's bringing food, too."
"Perhaps it's poisoned," scowled Zoro.
"I want to know more about her. I will talk to her, somehow."
The nymph stopped listening. She got down and stared at the baskets full of food and the barrels of water. From the earth, she summoned endless branches that slowly transported everything to the Strawhats. She didn't want to see them — she wasn't ready.
The following day came soon enough. The sun wasn't up, yet, and the breeze was fresh. Pleasurable.
She was sitting on the edge of the river, her legs only partially in. She couldn't sleep all night and she was so deep in her thoughts she couldn't even hear his thoughts as he got closer.
"Why are you here?" she asked as Luffy sat next to her.
"I want you to answer my questions" he replied, "What are you doing here?"
"Then, you might as well take the time to answer."
The nymph sighed. The Strawhats's captain was giving her a look full of determination. In his mind, he unraveled random thoughts one by one — it was like listening to someone screaming.
"Oh, fuck —" she winced, "Please, I will answer but stop that."
Luffy smiled and the mental chaos actually stopped. "Ah, so it worked" he murmured, "C'mon, answer my questions then."
"My name is Y/n Willow," she sighed again.
"Forest nymphs are born from trees. I was born from a weeping willow."
Luffy smiled excitedly. Y/n's eyes widened. She couldn't understand why he was so happy to know things about her — and his mind was surprisingly hard to understand. It was chaotic, to say the least.
"I will call you Willow" he decided, "It's pretty."
Newly baptized Willow blinked, not knowing what to say. "Doesn't seem I have a say in the matter, right?"
"Nope. Willow, Willow, Willow."
"Alright, stop that."
"Will you start weeping if I don't?"
A glare was enough to get him to change the subject.
"Are you actually immortal?"
"I wouldn't say that."
Luffy remained silent, waiting for an explanation.
"I could age if I wanted to" she said, "I stopped ageing when I turned 18, but if... you know, I could grow old."
"But you don't want to" he retorted, "Why?"
"I have unfinished business. I haven't found my purpose yet."
"You're irritating me."
"Sorry. How old are you? I mean, actually."
Y/n glared at him again. "Do you really need to know?" she groaned.
"I want to," he admitted.
She sighed. "I'm very close to half a millennium."
Luffy's mouth gaped open. "Oh fuck me — you're old."
"You have an interesting way of expressing yourself."
"Oh. That's not what I meant... more or less."
When she tried to search his mind, his thoughts obscured in an instant, just to unravel again in new questions.
"Where do you live?" he asked.
"I used to live in a village" she said in a low tone, "We all lived there together, us nymphs."
"I'd like to meet them."
"You can't," she spat, a little too harshly for it to go unnoticed.
Luffy remained silent, Y/n's reaction playing over and over in his head. "Why?" he questioned after a while.
She lowered her gaze, fixating on the water. "There's no one left."
"No one left?"
"They are all dead. Blackbeard killed them all."
Luffy felt his heart drop to his feet. Y/n could hear his thoughts, horrible images one after the other. "Blackbeard...?"
"I heard he got your family, too," she whispered.
He clenched his fists. "That is why you were waiting for me?"
"More or less, yes. You fought him and I need to know about his powers."
"You want revenge."
"I am going to kill him."
Luffy stared at her, in utter silence. "I understand," he just said.
"Don't you want revenge?" she asked in a low tone.
"Sometimes I want it so much it obscures everything else. Does it hurt you? Thinking about the other nymphs."
The answer came almost immediately. "I still wake up screaming for them to run. I still think that everything that happened was partly my fault."
Luffy's face winced, just as if he heard something very painful. "Don't say that."
"But, you see, maybe I could've avoided it" she insisted, her voice shaking, "I wasn't there! The only reason I survived was that I wasn't there when my people needed me the most."
"Stop that. Thinking like that doesn't make anything better — I know it, trust me."
Y/n was barely shocked when she heard the desperation in his voice. His mind had spoken louder. She saw that he wanted to change the subject and, to be fair, she didn't feel like talking about those things either so she decided to grant him that wish.
"I heard you'll become king of the pirates," she muttered.
The smallest smile ever appeared on his lips. "If it's the last thing I do."
"You're determined. You remind me of him."
Luffy's smile grew bigger and Y/n felt a little better.
"You met Gol D. Roger?" he screamed.
"Met pretty much everyone that counts" she said, shrugging, "They all come here after entering the New World."
"Oh — you met my brother, too?"
Y/n gave him a sad smile. "He wouldn't stop talking about you. He was really proud."
Luffy lowered his gaze, smiling to himself. "Can you tell me more about your power?"
"There's not much, I just ate a Devil Fruit" she sighed, "Add the fact that I'm a nymph and that I was trained to use haki — that's pretty much it."
"Sounds like a lot" he retorted, "What can you do exactly? The powers of the fruit."
"I have access to everyone's mind. Thoughts, memories. Everything."
"That's why Zoro couldn't even graze you."
"That and haki. I doubt anyone could actually graze me, as you said. They'd have to catch me first and I'm pretty fast."
Luffy tilted his head, instinctively cracking his knuckles. "How fast?" he murmured.
Y/n couldn't help but smile. "You want to see it for yourself?"
"I bet I can catch you."
"I bet you can't."
In Luffy's mind, the nymph saw a sudden, burning bright light. Weird way to welcome an idea.
"If I do," he uttered, getting closer, "You'll join my crew."
The nymph furrowed her eyebrows at the sudden closeness. "Yeah, sure," she ridiculed.
"Say what you will. It's not like you're going to catch me."
He smirked. "Ever thought that maybe you're overestimating yourself?"
Y/n smirked back, bitterly. "You don't seem to be particularly sharp. You haven't even noticed that your pirates have been spying on us for the last ten minutes."
An immediate cluster came from the nearby bushes and Luffy turned his head, barely surprised. "Guys?"
The crew revealed itself from the hidden spot, half of them pretending to be there by chance and the other half not even bothering.
"You want her to become one of us?" spoke Zoro.
Y/n rolled her eyes. She would've never joined them, of course, but the swordsman's hostility was starting to get on her nerves.
Luffy didn't even blink. Y/n thought he was used to Zoro being hostile. "Yes," he simply said.
The cook was practically drooling. "I'm in favour of her joining!"
"Get a grip," muttered Nami.
"Didn't she try to kill you just yesterday?" asked the cyborg.
"If I wanted to kill you all, I would've," said the nymph, "Just so we're clear."
"You heard her" giggled Luffy, a strange enthusiasm radiating off of him, "She was just checking."
Y/n glared at him. She had complete access to his mind and, yet, she couldn't understand him at all.
"I'm in favour, at one condition," said Robin, "Please, give me permission to explore — it doesn't happen often to see a place like this."
Y/n felt the need to clarify. "I'm not becoming a pirate. And, yes, you can explore but there are things I need to explain to you, first."
Robin nodded and a small, grateful smile appeared on her lips. Y/n thought that, in another life, she would've liked to have her as a friend.
"Can I come, too?" asked Chopper, "I'd like to know about your local medical notions."
Y/n looked at that small, weird, talking animal and couldn't help but smile. And, anyway, the presence of an animal would've probably helped a human like Robin to stay safe in the forest. "Of course, Chopper. I see you're a doctor."
He blushed harshly and started giggling, while muttering things under his breath. Y/n could've sworn he called her a "damned bastard" but she shrugged it off.
"What about our challenge?" asked Luffy.
"You were serious about that one..."
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"Because it's stupid. I said I'm not becoming one of you — moreover, I already know for a fact that I wouldn't lose against you so that's a waste of my time."
"As if you're running short of that."
"Screw you. I said no."
"I don't even know you," she retorted, almost indignated.
"You'd have plenty of time for that!" he fought back.
"And I don't want to spend it with you!" she spat.
Luffy clenched his jaw. "Being alone has made you bitter."
The nymph blinked, pretending that it didn't hurt her. "And, perhaps, having so much company made you blind."
Then she turned her back. "Chopper. Robin. Let's go."
They walked in silence for a bit, until Robin broke it. "Where are we going?"
Y/n looked for suspicion in her voice but she only found curiosity. "Where my village used to be. We have a plantation of medical herbs there" she explained, then paused for a minute, "You can have them all."
Chopper gasped, both in delight and in shock. "All?" he exclaimed, "Won't you need it?"
The nymph laughed with no amusement. "To cure whom?" she answered, sarcastically, "Plus, I'm a warrior not a healer. I wouldn't even know what the hell to do with those."
Chopper lowered his gaze. He felt sad, knowing what happened to the rest of the nymphs. "Thank you for your gift."
When they got to the plantation, Chopper's heart started to flutter with excitement. "What kind of plants are these? I never saw them, not even in books."
"This is Mother Nature's home. She can make miracles, here."
"Mother Nature?" questioned Robin, pulling out a notepad.
Y/n raised an eyebrow. "The Goddess," she said, as if it was a sufficient explanation.
"The Goddess," whispered Chopper in disbelief.
"Nymphs, talking animals and humans with powers exist — and all sorts of things exist, too. A Goddess, whose existence is proven by everything that surrounds you, is where you draw the line?"
Robin smiled. "It makes sense" she admitted, "Do you have a temple?"
"You're looking for a Poigne Griffe, are you?"
"I am, in fact."
"We have one in our temple" admitted Y/n, almost carelessly, "I'll tell you how to get there."
"You know, you should join the crew," said Chopper, hesitantly, "Luffy won't give you peace until you say yes, anyway."
The nymph sighed. "He will have to come to terms with that. I don't even know why he would want me to become a pirate."
"He saw something in you" murmured Robin, "He saw something in each one of us."
"He must've seen wrong," retorted Y/n with a sigh, "Let's go, now. I will tell you about the herbs while we walk."
But, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop thinking about the captain with the strawhat.
experiencing a painful realization that i’m addicted to the way of starting fics that’s basically
1. a statement about something that’s happening in the present
2. an exposition about the context and what brought us there, three bibles long
3. ...and now we can return to the present!
(passing thonks abt how tol toni dug a little grave for smol toni’s ajax and when she told her, smol toni would spend hours to literal days just sitting next to it. doing nothing. just sitting, looking at it. maybe sometimes stabbing the ground next to it with a knife in a monotonous, almost unconscious fashion. theres nothing really in her head while shes doing any of this she’s just sitting there. just sitting. watching it. lowkey glued to it.)
i love crackships
May I ask for a Bakery au with Baker Ace and fem customer reader with fluff prompt #5? Thank you and congratulations, Astra 🥳
Warnings: fluff, random guy being a jerk, Ace punching people
Word Count: 1460
It was the muffins, it had all started with the muffins. Something simple as you ran down the street. You’d woken up late, forgotten breakfast, hair brush in hand when you spotted the little bakery. Thankfully, you’d looked presentable when you hurried in, stuffing your things in your purse as you ordered a muffin and a coffee. It wasn’t until you handed him your card that you actually got a good look at the young man. He’d been stunning, from the mess of black hair, freckles sprinkled across his cheeks, and sweet smile to the tight shirt that showed off his great chest and arms, and his ass that you hadn’t been able to stop staring at when he turned around to get your coffee. From that day onwards, you always visited the bakery. Every morning without fail, usually just grabbing a muffin, a coffee, and one of Ace’s beautiful smiles. He was the reason why you continued to visit time and time again. Smoothing down your dress you smiled before turning the corner, the little bakery coming into sight. Today, you’d ask him today. You were all dolled up, you looked great, you’d spent months working up the courage. Today you’d find out how he felt about you. Walking in you smiled at Ace, hurrying over to the counter.
“Isn’t it the weekend? Why are you dressed up and here this early on a weekend?” Ace asked, eyeing you up and down. You looked insanely cute like this and he knew his cheeks were flushed.
“It’s… so here’s the thing, I’ve kind of wanted to-ah!” Ace’s eyes widened as he watched a man push you aside, stumbling and falling into the nearby display table, rows of cakes toppling onto you. They’d just been for display, the cakes themselves being mostly cheap cake mix and frosting, but it meant that you were now toppled on the ground, covered in frosting and cake bits, on top of the table being knocked over and the display ruined. Ace’s head whirled around to face the man, his eyes practically burning as he pulled his fist back, sending the man stumbling much further back than he’d sent you. Ace quickly hopped over the counter, rushing to your side as you looked down at your frosting covered form. Dress covered in various new colors, frosting flowers ruining your nicely done up hair, chocolate smeared across your cheek, and tears gathering in the corners of your eyes. You’d tried so hard, spent days picking out the perfect outfit and now you were covered in cake.
“Hey, it’s okay, let me help you up.” Ace said, using his apron to wipe some of the chocolate on your cheek away. Behind him, the man screamed, his words ignored by the both of you. You took Ace’s hand, letting him pull you up before gently brushing away the tears that threatened to spill over.
“Listen, there’s a shower upstairs, why don’t you go hop in, I’ll get you a change of clothes and we’ll get this washed.” Ace offered, giving you a comforting smile as you nodded, heading towards the back door. As soon as you were out of sight, Ace whipped around to face the man, noticing the newly forming black eye.
“It’d be smart to leave now and never come back. I see your face here again and you’ll be lucky to leave with just a black eye.” Ace growled lowly, the dark look in his eyes quickly scaring the man off. Sighing, Ace quickly locked the front door, changing the sign to ‘closed’. Thatch had the day off and Marco wouldn’t be in till late afternoon, and he refused to not take care of you. Looking through a few drawers, Ace pulled out an outfit that looked close to your size. It was a simple bakery uniform, black pants, white and light blue ‘Whitebeard Bakery’ shirt, and an apron, but it would have to work for the time being. Careful not to look at anything, Ace quickly switched the uniform out for your dress, frowning as he looked at the frosting covered outfit. You’d looked so amazing, walking into the bakery. He could have sworn his heart stopped the moment he laid eyes on you. Hopefully the industrial washing machine that Izo had insisted on would clean it up. Heading back downstairs, Ace looked at the display. Thatch was going to be pretty annoyed. The ingredients were cheap, sure, but the man had put a lot of time into making them look amazing, trying to showcase what they could do. It wasn’t long before you joined him, apron thrown over your arm as you stepped out into the main area.
“Hey! The uniform fits! That’s great!” Ace said, grinning, still mopping up frosting as he looked over at you.
“I uh, yeah. But what’s the apron for?” you asked, holding up the cloth. Ace grinned as he set the mop down, rushing over to you and grabbing the apron.
“Okay first, just duck your head through here, wrap it around you.” Ace muttered excitedly, moving behind you to tie the apron before moving to stand in front of you again, pausing for a moment as his cheeks flushed bright red.
“C-cute.” Ace breathed, making you blush and look away.
“S-so what’s it for?” you demanded, trying to get his attention on something else.
“O-oh! Yeah, sorry I uh, so gimme just a minute to finish cleaning this up.” Ace said, hurriedly cleaning up the rest of the frosting before pulling you back into the kitchen.
“You’re always here buying muffins, the same ones, well I have Thatch’s recipe, so I say we make our own muffins today while we wait for your clothes to finish.” Ace said, waving a recipe card. You smiled at him, nodding in agreement.
“Alright, but you should know, I’ve never baked anything outside of boxed cakes and muffins.” you stated with a laugh, Ace nodding.
“Neither have I and Thatch usually doesn’t let me in his kitchen, but Thatch has the day off.” Ace said with a grin. It wasn’t long before the both of you were covered in flour and various muffin ingredients, laughing as you looked down at your strange looking muffin mixture.
“I’m pretty sure it’s not supposed to be that gray.” you laughed, Ace opening the oven and popping the muffin tin in.
“They’ll be fine, and even if they aren’t, no worries, we still have plenty of Thatch’s muffins and he’ll just never find out about these.” Ace said, leaning against the counter next to you. The two of you paused, staring into each other’s eyes.
“Y/n, I… Have I already told you how cute you look?” Ace asked, the words he wanted to say sticking in his throat. Even still, you couldn’t help but blush, hoping that your cheeks were covered in enough flour to hide it.
“Y-you did say something earlier, s-sort of.” you muttered, remembering the single word that he’d uttered once he’d gotten a look at you in the apron.
“Then… you look beautiful.” he breathed, tucking a lock of hair behind your ear, hand moving to caress your cheek.
“I… I’m covered in flour, I… my dress…” you protested, looking away. Your makeup, your hair, your dress, everything had been stripped away because of that jerk.
“And you’re even more beautiful this way. The way your smile shines so naturally, the natural look of your hair, the color of your lips.” Ace’s thumb ran over your bottom lip, entranced as his eyes wandered over every beautiful inch of your features.
“Y/n… I…” the romantic confession that Ace had worked on disappeared, his mind empty of everything except you. His hand cupped your cheek, pulling you close as his lips pressed against yours, his other arm wrapping around your waist and pulling you close. You sighed into the kiss, one hand clutching his apron, the other wrapping around his neck, deepening the kiss. Pulling away, you stared once more into each other’s eyes.
“I love you.” you both said, the words mixing together in the small space between you. Ace pulled you into another kiss, his heart still pounding as he held you close. Months of daydreaming about you, of making sure he took every early morning shift just to see you. Months of getting lost in your thoughts about him, purposefully taking the long way around just to stop by the bakery. Now you finally had each other, holding each other. The moment was cut short as the timer went off, drawing disappointed sighs from the both of you, Ace quickly pulling out lumpy, gray muffins from the oven and chuckling. All of this because of a few muffins.
real quick question, why is akainu on your masterlist? i thought you were a fire fist ace stan🤨
✨ MARINEFORD SPOILER WARNING ✨
oh i am, i love ace with all my heart...i just happen to also have a thing for the man who killed him🙂.
I just know kid would love a girl who sews. He’s there metalworking while she’s sewing him new outfits or patching up his coat<3
Kid would absolutely love a girl who sews, both because he's 'secretly' obsessed with the domestic side of relationships and because he defiantly tears/ruins his clothes a little too often.
before Kid's gf joins the crew, Killer is defiantly on the verge of a mental breakdown because Kid somehow manages to tear everything he owns within minutes of putting it on and has to deal with having to sew it up because he's one of the only crew members who can sew (Heat is the other one, i cannot explain it but they look like they can just about sew).
then the gf joins and very eagerly takes over the job of the ship's sewing because they like doing it and want to help out. which leads to Kid being far more considerate on how he treats his clothes because he doesn't want to overwork his gf. Killer is also suddenly freed of one of something on the long list of things Kid is doing to send him to an early grave.
the first time Kid tears his coat after his gf joins the crew is when he accidentally steps on the hem of it and rips a whole section. his gf immediately is just pulling it off his shoulders and carrying it into the sewing room to fix it with Kid following behind them. his gf stitches up the tear with ease, even fixes the other holes and previously sewn up tears in it. Kid just spends the entire time hovering behind them, pretending to work on a project with hearts in his eyes and butterflies in his stomach. he's super careful with his coat after they return it to him and treasures the memory of them repairing it.
Kid defiantly loves being able to spend time quietly working next to his gf in their workshop/sewing room after this. Kid loves being able to look up and see them all focused on the sewing they're doing, he thinks they look super cute when they're super focused.
since his gf joined the crew Kid also takes more frequent breaks when he's working on engineering/metalworking projects because he worries that his gf isn't drinking enough water/eating enough or that their back is hurting and insists they take a break with him. i can see defiantly Kid stopping his metalworking/engineering just to give his gf neck messages and insisting they get up to stretch their muscles.
when his gf is more settled into the crew and closer to the crew, they would defiantly make everyone matching shirts/jackets to wear with Kid's jolly roger on it. Kid's gf is also incredibly careful about making sure the clothes fit with everyone's individual styles so that everyone likes the clothes. Kid's gf also defiantly makes large matching shirts for themselves, Heat and Wire to wear in their sleepover nights.
Kid meanwhile gets spoiled with new clothes regularly by his gf, who has his measurements written down on a post-it note stuck on their desk (Kid almost screams when he sees it the first time). everything they make fits his style perfectly and he loves being able to say 'thanks my gf made it for me' when people compliment him on the clothes. whenever his gf is making him new clothes, he's sitting across the room making them new pieces of jewellery to wear as a way of returning the favour.
his gf would keep regularly making him new clothes to the point where he needs to buy a new wardrobe to keep them in, but he's incredibly happy about it and wears anything his gf makes him with pride. Kid really loves his gf who can sew 😍.