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Where one tale ends, another begins, often in the strangest of forms, With the molding of Dough, and the licking of flames, the Progeny of Silver had been born
Or: GingerBrave is the progeny/child of the Silver Tree
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After a particularly long and tiring night, "The Hermit Witch" Ofelia bakes a trio of cookies by complete accident. She is not one for mindless cruelty, so she sends them on their way peacefully.
There's just one, tiny problem.
They keep coming back!
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The ancients have never questioned GingerBrave or his friends' ages, after all, with all of their wrinkles, battle scars, battlefield abilities, and them being the founders of the most recent kingdom, it would makes sense to assume that they would at least be somewhere in their 20s. Of course, there have been times where they acted a bit.. Childish.. But the ancients can admit to themselves that they all have had times where they do that as well, despite being centuries years old by now.
But during a courtroom discussion with the beasts fully on their side after figuring out what dark enchantress was using them for, the ages of the 3 come up.
It's safe to say that both the ancients and the beasts could have never predicted their answer.
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24 Apr 2026
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I always had a suspicion that Shanks knew the Gum-Gum Fruit wasn't what it seemed. His decision to leave Luffy on Dawn Island wasn't so Luffy could get stronger, it was to keep him off the World Government's radar.
So when rumors of a kid with rubber powers spread across the Grand Line, Shanks knows he has to return to the East Blue and get Luffy back before someone or something else does.
The kid living with Luffy was a surprise.
Fix-it fic where Shanks overcomes his insecurities, asks his mom for help, and finally, truly gets his family back.
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Rare Whales, Shining Seas, and the One That Dreams of Them by NunTheWiser
Fandoms: One Piece
23 Mar 2026
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"Where I'm from."
She started as always.
"There's about a 1% chance you'll see a whale your entire life."
Her eyes sparkled. There was probably a bigger chance here. She'd have to tell Hannah all about it when she got back.
"Land locked the way we are, it was probably even less for people like us."
Joy had never seen the sea before this.
Had never really thought about it.
But this world seemed to run on the sea, seemed to thrive and build and live with it like it was life and death and taxes.
Even she could admit that if left to it long enough she may become a bit addicted to it.
"So whales are incredibly rare. Just about as rare as it is to find someone, something, truly important."
Joy had lived her life in a bubble of knowledge. Scarping together every bit of information she could come across and devouring it. she could write a paper on anything. And hand it in, numbered with 12pt, times new Roman font with a bibliography and feel absolutely no stress.
But knowledge did not equate to action. So when she awoke in a dark forest with her heart beating and head screaming to survive the only thing she could do was try.