A/N: Just a small drabblish thing I wrote for One Piece, because I love Luffy's smile okay? It is honestly one of the sweetest, purest things I have ever seen and I figured that the first thing I posted for the OP fandom should be for him. Shout-out to SkyGem, Thorny and Neko for everything you've done for me, this is for you guys.
Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece or any of its characters
His smile lit up the world like it was the sun.
It was cheerful, unafraid and it blinded everyone who saw it (or at least made them incapable of seeing anything but him). It spoke of ocean waves and blue skies and nakama. It promised adventures that would shock the world (and also a certain elder sibling). It was magnetic and no one caught in it's pull would ever escape.
There were whole countries and armadas that stood testament to the fact (funny, he wasn't even trying) What did it matter that he was a pirate and could destroy everything they'd worked for if he chose it? All that mattered was that he wouldn't (as long as you respected his nakama that is).
His nakama, living, breathing examples of what would happen when that smile decided that it wanted you (he was a bottomless black hole after all, in more ways than one) It saved them from others, from the world, even from themselves. And it always would. As magnetic and hypnotising as it was, it was never, it could never be, deceiving or false.
It was pure and honest and brave. The only truth (for what could be more true than sunlit oceans and endless skies?).
A smile that was the sun (and the moon, the stars and everything in between) that would never stop shining and a boy with a heart that was wider than than the seas he sailed and stronger that any foe he faced (and a stomach that may have rivalled a certain Ace).
His smile, his story, was one for the legends and the myths that syrens would sing (their princess already considered him King)
It would be the tale of a boy, a young prince (crowned by the strawhat he wore), and his nakama, his ragtag group of knights (each to be legends in their own right), who would have died for him, but chose to live for him instead. It would be the epic of how the world's rulers would fear the young prince, in all his tattered, bloody glory when he took his throne.
But also,
how the people would rejoice when the boy made of sunlight and laughter and freedom and dreams (and scars and wounds that ran deeper than the eye could see) finally took his rightful place as king and declared that his adventure? It was only just beginning.
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