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Never in your dreams would you have ever imagined yourself being a part of the Whitebeard Pirates, sailing in the New World, and finally meeting Portgas D. Ace whose death in the manga made you cry for days on end. (And you still remember how Luffy's heart broke, how his family cried and put a tomb for both him and his father in the New World after the Paramount War. You walk on the same ship as those who you've seen through a looking-glass mourning for their dead brother.)
Yet you're here on a pirate ship, as a pirate, and people aren't dead.
Now you've met Ace, who, if you don't start resuscitating him now, will have a tombstone that reads "died from inhaling soup."
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- Part 1 of the world is yours to keep
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You have somehow ended up in the One Piece universe and have committed to making things work with this new life. You plan to live the simple life and just enjoy what you have here.
Well, that is until some pirates come to your island to investigate the rumors that have been circulating about your island. You get tangled up in their mission and you are at a total loss for what comes next.
You know one thing for certain though, you will not be enjoying this simple life you had envisioned.*edit: Spoilers through Wano ark. Obviously a lot of things will be changing but the reader is doing it with her knowledge of the show through Wano
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[Vinsmoke Sanji/Original Female Character]
When she took the position of being a server for the Baratie, Strauss only wanted work to distract herself with. What she ended up with was far more than she could have ever imagined. Kindness. Encouragement. And most importantly, someone who finally let her dream again. If only she'd realised that sooner...(Rated mature for themes of suicide)
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“Are you familiar with the custom of the sea?” Robin asked. “The one among shipwreck survivors.”
Sanji was the cook. It was his job to feed the crew.
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Sunny? Sanji racked his brain, searching desperately for something to connect with that name. Slowly, through the haze, he caught glimpses of grass, a homey kitchen and tangerine trees. He could picture sails and a grinning flag with a straw hat. Could hear the trill of a violin, bubbling laughter and swords being sharpened and polished. Could smell sweet perfume, meat and ocean. A ship. Sunny.
“Home…” he whispered.
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When Sanji contracts a dangerous illness, memories of past trauma are brought closer to the surface than he ever wished for. Thankfully, his crew has no plans of letting him weather the storm alone.
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- Part 1 of Let the morning chase my ghosts away