About “One Piece” in a few words:

One Piece is a Japanese manga and anime series created by Eiichiro Oda. The story follows Monkey D. Luffy, a young pirate with the ability to stretch his body like rubber, as he sets out on a journey to find the legendary treasure known as “One Piece” and become the Pirate King. Along the way, he forms a crew of diverse characters and faces off against powerful enemies, including the shichibukai pirates. The series is known for its rich world-building, dynamic characters, and epic battles, and has become one of the most popular and influential anime and manga franchises of all time.

Meet the Shichibukai pirates from One Piece

Buggy

Oh man, Buggy is the clown prince of chaos and I love that for him — literally a pirate who looks like a circus exploded on him. He’s greedy and loud and overly dramatic, but also somehow survives the dumbest of situations (how? magic? sheer luck?). Totally delusional about his own grandeur, will cry if you call him a coward but then run headfirst into trouble five seconds later — honestly inconsistent in the best way. He’s got that split-body trick so he can fall apart and still be fine, which is goofy and kind of brilliant, and yes he has a red nose and possibly an inferiority complex about it.

Gecko Moria

Moria is this hulking, weirdly melancholy mastermind who collects shadows and sleeps like it’s a competitive sport. He’s creepy and lazy and brilliant in a very unmotivated way — big plans that often fizzle because he’d rather lounge, but when he gets going it’s delightfully awful. There’s a softness under the rotund exterior sometimes — like he’s secretly sentimental about his zombies? — then he’ll turn around and be cold as the grave. Also, he has a ridiculous taste in hats and probably eats cake at midnight, don’t quote me on the cake part.

Crocodile

Crocodile is the ice-cold schemer with a sand-storm hook and a wardrobe that screams “don’t cross me,” and he absolutely means it. Ruthless, cunning, and always three steps ahead — he treats politics and power like chess and hates unnecessary noise. He acts like nothing phases him (except maybe water, which is basically his kryptonite), but I swear there’s a tiny sentimental streak buried under all that sand — don’t tell him I said that. He’s stylish in a dangerous way, probably carries a pocket mirror to admire his own planner face, which is either vain or terrifying, not sure which.

Jinbe

Jinbe is this steady, soulful whale of a man — honorable, calm, and ridiculously dependable, like the kind of person you want steering the ship in a storm. He’s a fighter but also a diplomat, speaks softly and hits hard when necessary, and has a surprisingly dry sense of humor that sneaks up on you. He’s huge on principles, loyalty, and probably eats more fish than any sensible person should (but in a respectful way, okay?). Sometimes he’s quiet like the sea, other times his laugh booms like a whale, so pick one tone and he’ll ignore you anyway.

Bartholomew

Bartholomew is a walking paradox — soft-faced giant who once smashed islands and later became a sad, obedient machine (Pacifista vibes) with these weird paw-print motifs. He projects calm and weird gentleness, like “come here I will hug you by force,” but also has this tragic, mysterious air that makes you go, wait, what’s his deal? He’s scary when he needs to be and oddly tender in little non-sequiturs, like he might like reading old children’s books or not — memories are fuzzy. The whole “gentle but could vaporize you” energy is intense and heartbreaking; I’m not crying, you are.

Trafalgar Law

Law is the cool, surgical mastermind — quiet, sharp, and a little emo in a bathrobe-makes-everything-look-dangerous way. He plans every brutal move with the meticulousness of a doctor doing brain surgery and then undercuts it with a dry one-liner that slaps so hard. There’s trauma and tragedy in his backstory that fuels his cold exterior, but don’t be fooled, he’s got weirdly soft spots (like, he cares about tiny things and probably has a favorite chopstick). Also he wears that fuzzy hat like it’s a crown of doom, and sometimes he smiles like he’s secretly winning at something you don’t even know you lost.

Donquixote Doflamingo

Doflamingo is pure chaotic couture — flamboyant, terrifying, and fashion-forward in a way that makes you both gasp and run. He manipulates people like marionettes (literally), dresses in pink with a smile that means absolute ruin, and has a noble’s past that he crushed with glee. He’s sadistic and charismatic and somehow makes cruelty look theatrical; like, he loves the drama but also the control, okay? He tells jokes while ruining lives and probably has a pet bird he’s emotionally abusive to, but he also cries in private sometimes, which is gross but humanizing.

Edward Weevil

Weevil is loud, delusional, and a walking mess of entitlement — claims to be Whitebeard’s son and acts like royalty while being basically a thorn-faced brute. He’s cocky, unhinged, and surprisingly dangerous for someone who seems half-educated on manners; huge bounty, huge ego, tiny grasp on reality. He’ll shout “I am my father’s legacy!” and then trip over his own confidence, but somehow people get scared anyway, which is the weirdest part. Also he smells like cheap perfume? No, maybe that’s just the aura of fake nobility around him — take that how you will.

Marshall D. Teach

Blackbeard is the grand, terrifying opportunist — patient, hungry, and comfortable doing the morally awful things others won’t. He snatched a devil fruit and then another (yes, shocking and evil), playing a long con with the patience of someone who collects disasters like trophies. He’s selfish to the core, but also bizarrely charismatic in a “follow me at your own peril” way; you can’t look away. Cowardly when convenient, terrifying when invested, and probably keeps a notebook of betrayals to reread for comfort at night.

Boa Hancock

Boa Hancock is the absolute Queen Who Hates Men (except one?), a goddess-level beauty who rules with an iron and very stylish fist. Proud, vain, and deadly — she’ll petrify you with a look and then sulk adorably about feelings she refuses to admit she has. She’s fiercely protective of her people and hides a soft, ridiculous romance side specifically reserved for Luffy (don’t be shocked if she cries into a fan). Also she collects snakes like they’re accessories and flips between regal disdain and petulant affection in the blink of an eye.

Dracule Mihawk

Mihawk is the chill apex swordsman who looks like he ate solitude for breakfast and carries the ocean’s calm on his shoulders. He’s precise, elegant, and so confident in his skill that he spends free afternoons watching sunsets and sharpening a blade with the patience of a saint. There’s an almost sleepy kindness to him — mentoring Zoro with the smallest of smirks — yet he can snap and be utterly lethal in a breath. He also inexplicably likes tiny trinkets (cup of tea? a pigeon? maybe both) and acts like they’re just normal, which is kind of adorable and very out-of-character, but so is everything about him.