Summary: Drabbles and prompts and quotes
Warning: This might as well be the A/N... literally. Oh and this is a pretty weak chappy but I'm working on a prompt so please stay patient!
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Breathing Just A Little
I am always plagued
by self doubt.
There is a choir in my head,
their vices too loud
to be ignored.
Usopp closes his eyes, breathing deeply with sweat on his brow.
He can do this.
He can say this.
He can.
He will.
(He hopes).
"Yes, Usopp, is there something you need?" One of the villagers ask.
His mouth closes with a shut and Usopp shakes his head sadly, taking a step back.
When his mother had died, everything changed.
That unwavering confidence, yeah, gone.
Usopp had no one but himself to encourage him, to speak to.
It was all right at first, acting normally until it became harder but now...
The villagers probably hate him now anyway, having to take care of him.
Sighs.
"What's a kid like yourself doing out here?"
Usopp shrinks away. "I'm not supposed to talk to strangers..."
The man grins, brightly and points at himself with a smug grin. "I'm the great Karen- ever heard of me?"
His glasses are glinting and Usopp deadpans. "Nope!"
The man gapes, taking off his sun-glasses and snatches Usopp up, and they sit on the cliff.
(Of course Usopp shouts and screams that he's being kidnapped but Karen only laughs loudly).
Karen grins brightly and they watch the sunset together. "So this time I killed this SeaKing with my pinky finger..."
And Usopp gapes because he's always wanted to be like that: confident.
(And assured and awesome and almost unbeatable and to be a person people can rely on).
This is what Usopp tells Karen who takes out goggles out of his pocket and puts it on Usopp's head. "It's not about being confident, it's about believing in yourself!" He says and the next few months this is their routine.
Usopp grows and he learns and he is more confident.
And he learns to be like Karen, spinning tales within a moment and a grin.
(Because Usopp believes in himself and with that he waves Karen away with only a tear).
The Sniper stands in front of his mother's grave and makes a promise to set out one day.
(Because when the voices get too loud, all Usopp needs to do is believe in himself).
The flowers blossom and the Sniper grins, unwavering beliefs within, burning brightly.
"Perhaps if I was other that I am,
perhaps if I did not look like I do,
perhaps if I was in some other body,
in some other place and time.
How do I muffle
this mind of mine?
- Muffle
Chopper tries to tune out the sizzling, jagged arrows but no matter what he does, or where he goes they always hit him, striking at their mark-his heart.
It's a long-lasting agony and they echo, in his dreams or in the silence.
MONSTER!
AAAH, I'M GONNA DIE!
MY CHILDREN!
GET AWAY!
SHOOT 'IM DOWN!
And then his family, all nudging him away from the his herd and baring their antlers-another stab.
(And Chopper can't take it any more, the blood and pain and the loneliness and he breaks down).
Someone... SOMEONE SAVE ME!
All Chopper has ever wanted is a friend.
(But how can he get one if his own family has deserted him?)
And then another human comes but Chopper doesn't care and growls threateningly because he's tired of being hurt.
Hurt or loneliness?
Chopper chuckles.
They're both cold, frosting and ice and taking over your body, inch by inch, until you can't breathe.
It's all a blur and once again, in the silence, the voices come but never go and warm hands thread through Chopper's fur, whispering sweet nothings and promises and a hot breath fanning his ear and simultaneously wipes away Chopper's tears.
The voices are silent and everything now is what Chopper has ever wished for.