(WHY GARP IN HIS TWENTIES WAS SO FINE LIKE WTF 😭 IB: @SleepyPinkRose (I know that she/they didn't asked for IB's but I would like to put it here anyways, her profile is one of my main inspirations!))

Ever since you joined the Marines, one of the cadets got attached to you, who it was? Monkey D. Garp!

He was so childish and immature, and probably had a black hole on his stomatch, like— How much he could eat was not even written! It's not that you did mind, he was your best friend in some way.

Today was a normal sunday, not so much to do, you sat under a tree in the backyard, just looking up to the sky peacefully since the sun was still shining up high. Garp was with you, laying down on the grass, having a package of rice crackers at his side while swaying his feet side to side in pure boredoom.

"... Man, I wish there were more pirates planing to attack here... Damn, I wanna fight a little! I can't stay still all the time!" The black-haired pouted childishly and stuffed more crackers on his mouth, how could your friend be like this...? You hope that the next generations can be more mature than... Him.