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sashi-ya · 3 years

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Vampire!Law or werewolf!Law?

Hi, hi! I used to be obsessed with vampires back then. Never seen/read Twilight, though. But still. I didn't know if you wanted something NSFW, so I included some, not that explicit just in case. I hope you like it ♥. I loved the prompt so I'd probably be extending this story, perhaps with more OS someday!.

Vampire! Law x Reader.

Countryside town AU. No gender description. Everybody is 18+. No spoilers. TW: Blood. Slightly hurted animals. Kind of blood play. Soft NSFW. WC: 4.4K AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31552169

Drawing done using a base from: deviantart.com/shadow-bases

It’s a cold night, puffs of steamy air coming out from your mouth as you quickly walk to your parents’ house. The moon shines in between foggy clouds that cover a dark sky. You regret the moment when you accepted going out, plus everything around seems a little threatening. You are used to the city you were living in until now, and somehow forgot the feeling of living in your hometown. But, your old friends wanted to see you, and you couldn’t just say no.

The old town you were born in seemed to have never evolved. Since the day you left your parents’ house and moved to campus in the big city, the town has preserved its own style, the same houses, the same old shops.

Reddish dried leaves crunches under your feet, and some crickets sing in the dark. You grab your phone just to check the hour. 00:00. You are a little bit tired; you’ve been driving the whole day to get there, but even though you were exhausted your old friends insisted on celebrating your comeback to the nest.

You are about to get to your house, when a sudden noise creeps the hell out of you, but you realize it’s just a cute white cat. “Hello kitty, you scared me!”, you say as the little cat comes purring. You crouch and pet it, after all it was too cute to not play with it.

“Bepo… Bepo… where the hell are you?”, you hear a man’s voice that comes closer. “Are you Bepo?”, you ask the little kitten and try to see what his collar says. “Bepo!!, there you are!”, a young man says with a gravelly voice.

“Oh, excuse me!”, you tell him as he comes closer to grab the white ball of fur. “Oh no, it's ok! I was about to go to sleep and I was looking for him. Did you scare her/him/they, Bepo?”, he says, approaching you, bending down and petting the kitten’s head.

The clouds move allowing the moonshine to bathe his face, revealing refined face features. A straight but snub nose, white pale skin, black spiky hair that ends up with sideburns, a goatee, and intense grey eyes with very dark circles were his main features. He was the most handsome man you’ve ever seen in your life so you stay caught on his face for a little while.

A cold breeze blows your hair and somehow a chill runs through your spine, as you hear the sound of wind chimes dancing along on the front porch of a wooden house. “Do you live in this town? I haven’t seen you before… I mean, I’m kind of new into town though…” he says to you with a smile while lifting the cat on his slender, pale and tattooed hands.

You stand up and say “Oh, uhm...I’ve recently graduated so I came back to my parents’ house to work with them, I used to live here, though”. “Oh, I see! Nice to meet you! My name is Law”, he says while extending his hand to you. You hesitate for a second, but then you say “Nice to meet you Law, I’m Y/n”. You shake hands, and realize how cold his skin is, almost as if he was somehow… dead?.

The encounter is disrupted by your dad, who got worried of you not arriving at home and opened the door to see if you were coming. “Y/n! there you are!. Oh, hello young man!, How are you?”, your father says from the front porch. “Goodnight Mr. Y/sn, everything alright! What about you and your wife?” Law says waving at your dad. “She’s inside a little worried for her pancake, that I see you’ve already met!”, your dad tells him while laughing. “Dad… I’m ok, go inside, I’ll be there in a minute”, you say to him, embarrassed.

“Nice to meet you, Law. Have a good night”, you say petting the little cat. “Have a goodnight too, Y/n-ya. I hope I could see you again”, Law says, giving you a side smirk. You nod and walk away.

You flop onto your bed, tired, exhausted. You close your eyes, total darkness until… his eyes… Those crystal grey eyes are the only thing you can see, and then they turn to yellow. And you wake up with a big gasp to the smell of blood.

“What the fuck was that?”, you say, agitated. An orangey sun ray filters from the windows of your teenage years room and hits directly your face. You block the sun with your arm realizing soon it was already morning and today you start working on your old family farm as a vet.

“Good morning little pancakes!!”, your dad greets you, as well as your little brother. Your mum is cooking those delicious breakfasts you used to have when you were younger and you sit on the table, pleased and filled with your family’s love.

The day passes with you meeting all the animals on the farm, you even have to take care of a wounded horse. “Don’t worry Violet, it’s just a little blood, but your leg will be fine”, you say to a black spotted mare that has been jumping on the field and somehow hurt his leg.

At noon, your childhood best friend sends a text telling you that tonight you two should go to “Shambles Bar'' - the one and only bar that has ever been there since you were born - to have fun since it’s Friday. You agree, not because you were a fan of partying but because you missed those old days before you left for uni.

“Leeeeet’s go party like the old timeeees, babeee” your best friend shouts at you while jumping on your bed. “hahaha stop it, you are going to break the bed!!”. You both laugh, get ready and head out.

You pass next to Law’s house and try to see if he is at home, but it seems as if no one is there. “Oi, do you know Law?” you say pointing with your thumb to his house. “Law?”, your best friend asks confused, and continues, “You mean the vampire guy who lives there?, yeah. Why?”. “Vampire guy? what do you mean?” you ask, half confused, half curious. “Haha, the guys call him like this. I mean, have you seen how pale he is? and those dark circles? He looks like he is dead. Plus no one has seen him during the daytime. Ever. But how do you know him?”, she tells you. “Oh, yesterday, his cat, Bepo, came to me. He was looking for the kitty and we happened to talk”, you tell her with a tone that tries to downplay the topic. “Oh, I see. To be honest I don’t even know what he does for a living so I don’t have any more info. Maybe Luffy or Zoro know him, you can ask them tonight”, she says. “Yeah, maybe”, you say and change the topic.

A few drinks after and you and your friends are already dancing to the sound of country music and the humble light system of the old bar, when the same image of those eyes of your dreams flashes before your eyes and a sudden smell of blood hits your nose. You stand still for a moment, scared. “Babe, what is it?”, asks Nami, one of your friends there. “Uh.. n- nothing”, you say confused and keep dancing.

A few seconds later, someone is touching your shoulder from behind. Your friends stand still for a moment with a subtle scared expression, but the touch of that hand felt warm for you, even as if some type of power was running through all of your body.

“Y/n-ya?”, a well-known voice calls you, and you turn around. There he was, Law, “the vampire guy” as your friends call him. “L-Law?”, you say slowly smiling when you see his pale face. “What a coincidence, huh?. I mean the town is not that big…”, he says, and you finish his sentence with a “yeah, and this is the only bar…”. You both laugh and for some seconds your eyes are fixed onto each other’s.

“Oi, Torao! you wanna drink with us?” says Zoro, inviting Law to our table. “Yeah, thanks, Zoro-ya”, he tells him. You all sit and ask waiter Beca to bring you another round of drinks. Law sits next to you.

Sanji, another friend of yours, asks you “You two already know each other?”. “Kind of”, you say laughing a little blushed. “Y/n-ya met Bepo, first!” Law tells your blond friend, laughing.

An old song you and your friends used to dance as “your song” starts playing on the jukebox and you run to the dance floor. You can’t help but gaze at where Law is just to see if he is watching you dance. And he does, he is looking at you, with a smile on his pretty face. Your cheeks turn to red, but you are way grown up to act like a teenager, and decide to invite him to dance. You are driven somehow to him, you don’t really know why, but you are.

“Law, do you wanna dance?”, you tell him, extending your arm as you were calling him to the dancefloor. “You too guys, come here!!” Nami shouts to your friends.

Law stands up and walks to you. Smiling, he incorporates to the circle and starts dancing. He doesn’t dance well, but you just don’t care, you either after all.

A slow song starts to play, romantic also. Robin, another of your friends, tells you that the song is called “I Hear a Symphony”, and that Law should dance with you. You look at her, widening your eyes trying to tell her to stop, but Law grabs one of your hands and tells you “May I have this dance?”. You giggle a little, I mean why is he talking like a prince?, but then you just let yourself go and accept his offer.

The pale guy puts his other hand over your waist and you two start dancing to that pretty melody. For a moment you feel as if you were dancing into a castle, like in another century.

Interlocking your eyes, you start to think that coming back to your hometown wasn’t that bad and somehow you feel as if everything around you disappears. For an instant you believe to see his eyes change colors, from that crystalline grey to an intense brilliant yellowish color, but this time you don’t get scared. You feel attracted more and more to him, as if something invisible was pulling you towards him.

The touch of his hands feels cold, really cold, just like the first time… “is it because it’s almost winter?”, you think. Law is looking at your lips, neck, and something on his expression shows as if he was willing to devour you. And frankly, you too… you lost yourself looking at his mouth, he has it barely open. He has prominent canines that show through the little space in between his lips, and you remember your friend's words “the vampire guy” ...

The slow music is over, and now pop blasts on the bar. The couples part and you all come back to your table. It’s already 2 am, and you all feel exhausted from working all day - except Law, who seems to be really energetic -.

“Well, my dear friends, I’m not a teenager anymore, I think I’m coming back home now”, you inform your friends, to which some of them reply protesting and the others supporting the motion.

“If you want to, I can walk you home. I mean, we are neighbors”, tells you Law. Something inside you says “oh no darling, you are going fast”, but your mouth simply slips a “Oh, thank you, that’d be fine”.

You grab your coat, and head to the door followed by your deadly crush. None of you two say a word the first few steps. Tonight, is even colder than yesterday, but your cheeks are so red, full of blood that you don’t seem to notice the freezing breeze. “He is going to think I’m desperate, like he is the hottest guy I’ve ever met, but still… calm down Y/N”, you say to yourself, while walking thinking about what to say to break the ice.

“The moon looks pretty tonight, doesn’t it?”, he says to you, timidly. You look up to the sky and contemplate a big full moon with reddish tints on its hue. “Oh, I think it is the eclipse they were talking about on tv last night… the “red moon” ...”, you say, but got interrupted by Law, “Yeah, a “blood moon””. The way he said that, felt almost as threatening, but you look at him, and there he is, smiling at you with a friendly face.

You remember you still don’t know shit about him, so you ask him, “Oi, Nami told me you moved into town a few months ago, what did it bring you here?”. He stops for a moment, looking at the ground, but then sketching out a fake smile he tells you, “I got bored from the city, so I moved into the countryside… but to be honest I came mainly because I heard that pumpkin pies here are delicious”. You look at him, because that sounded like a terrible lie but you chose to believe it and when you were about to ask him about what he does for a living, he interrupts you, “Well, it looks like we are already home”. “Oh, yeah, I haven’t noticed, ha-ha”, you say, a little bit annoyed because you wanted to ask him more questions, but mainly sad because the walk was over.

“So… goodnight”, you say to him while fidgeting back and forth with your feet. “Goodnight…” he says. You are both facing each other, and you nor Law are moving. He got his eyes fixed on your lips, and you wish he would just kiss you.

Slowly, little by little, Law approaches his face to yours, closer, closer, until... he stops himself violently. You get scared, but you don’t move a single muscle. “Why… why you… why do you smell like blood?”, he says gasping.

“W-What?”, you ask him confusedly backing up. “You, you smell like blood… have you… your arm…”, he says, snatching your forearm. Suddenly, you remember this morning, you cured Violet, and some blood got spilled on your forearm but you washed the area and took a bath right before going out. “How did you know?”, you ask him.

He remains silent, trying to calm down. “I’m… I’m sorry I have a really sensitive nose”, he says and continues, “Why don’t you go to sleep, we can talk tomorrow, it’s pretty late now. Goodnight”. He says and runs to his house.

You are left there, and for a moment you just can’t process what just happened. “What the fuck, Law?”, you think. A cold shiver on your back announces to you, you should go back home and go to bed. There was no point in staying there.

You snuggle on your bed, still trying to understand but the exhaustion your body felt wins and you fall asleep. Again, those eyes, the smell of blood, the cold touch, you can see, smell, feel it all… “Y/n! pancake!!! wake up!!!”, you hear your dad shouting at you. You open your eyes violently, “What??? What happened dad??”. “The cattle, some… something attacked them…”, he says horrified. “What?” ...

You get dressed and run to the cowshed. A poor steer lays there, he has been attacked by some kind of animal… with fangs, and the poor thing looks like he has lost some blood. Luckily he was still alive, so you helped him instantly.

“Pancakes, what are those wounds on the neck the animal has?”, your dad asks. “To be honest, dad, I don’t know. It looks like some kind of animal has bitten the steer, but didn’t eat it… it looks like… has drunk some of his blood…”, you say to your dad astonished even more than him. “But, what kind of animal could do such a thing?”, he inquiries. “The only ones that could do it are the Desmodontinae, or vampire bats… but they are not typical in this hemisphere…

The incident quickly spread and everyone in town was talking about it. Luckily the animal recovered in a few hours, as the wounds weren’t that bad.

You can’t stop thinking about Law, and quickly you forget about the animal incident. He has been on your mind all morning, “why did he run away?” ... That afternoon you decide to go see if Law is at home, you really need to ask him about last night… Plus, deep inside you are a little bit annoyed, you wanted him to kiss you…

You ring the bell of the wooden house, but there is no answer. Since the blinds were all shut down, you think that he must be at work.

Suddenly little Bepo appears meowing from the backyard. “Hi Bepo!! Is your daddy at home?”, you ask the little cat while ruffling his head fur. The cat rubs on your leg and then walks back to the backyard, so you decide to follow him.

If Law isn’t at home you could perhaps take a look at his patio. You are curious and he represented a mystery you wanted to decode, really bad.

At first you think you’ve seen someone looking at you from one of the windows of the house, but you thought it was just your imagination. You trespass private property.

The patio showed nothing but a bucket on one of the corners, next to an old mossy bench. You follow Bepo, and as you are approaching the metal pail that has something red inside, your phone rings. “God damn!!”, you jump scared. The phone screen shows an unknown number calling, “That’s weird”, you say and pick up. “Hello?”, “Hi!, Y/n-ya, it’s me, Law. I’m sorry to bother you but I wanted to apologize about last night”. Law… LAW! You realize you are still in his yard so you quickly leave the place and start walking home. “Don’t worry, I guess it must be a little intimidating to be with someone that smells like… blood”, you say. A silence takes the call but then Law simply laughs -again, a fake laugh- and tells you that he will call you later to compensate you for last night. You agree and say goodbye.

You close the door behind you leaning over it, gasping. Your heart races. What if he knows you’ve been stalking his house…? “I’m such a creep”, you say to yourself, and go to your room.

You spend the afternoon in your backyard with your mum, October is about to end so the fall season is at its peak. Maple leaves fall from a big tree next to your porch and garnish the patio with its coppery colors.

That night, your parents and brother were invited to a party in the next town, so they won’t come back until the next day. After a hot meal you go to sleep. You haven’t received any messages from Law yet and you wonder if you should text him or just let him do it first. You finally decide that he should be texting you first, so you snuggle in bed and close your eyes. For the third night in a row, you dream with those eyes, with the smell of blood. But, this time it's so intense that you awake instantly in the middle of the night. “Again?”, you say while brushing your hand over your eyes.

Suddenly you hear something knocking on your window… “Law?!”, you say, gasping. He mimics something similar to an “open please”. Your bed is next to the window so you are still sitting there in your pjs, so you stretch to open the window.

“What are you doing here?”, you ask him while helping him to enter. Law sits on the bed and tells you, whispering “I’m sorry, I was missing you, I really, really needed to see you… plus I told you I wanted to compensate for yesterday”.

A subtle light from the moon illuminates half of your faces, and you are speechless. “So, this is how he plans to compensate for running away last night? He is on my bed… he looks so sexy… damn”, you think. But Law starts acting innocently, and begins to ask you about the trophies on your shelves.

You tell him about how good you were at volleyball when you were in high school, and he tells you that he was too. “Where did you take that picture?”, he asks, pointing to an old photo you had pinned on the cork board. “This one?” you say, and when you grab it the side of the paper cuts your finger softly but enough to make some blood sprout. “Ouch!”, you say and you are about to take your finger to your mouth when Law grabs your wrist violently. “L-Law?!! What are you doing?”, you tell him, scared trying to unfasten from his hand. Law doesn’t speak, he starts to tremble, he is breathing fast, he is squeezing your wrist.

“Let me go, Law!” you say, but he doesn’t hear. He is somehow focused on perhaps staying still, trying to avoid something. He suddenly looks at you, his expression resembles a beast, beads of sweat run through his temples. His eyes change from grey to a bright yellow, his pupils dilate. His prominent canines are now true fangs.

Law is salivating, his veins are now visible on his forehead, you can see how his blood pumps faster. You can’t understand what the hell is going on, but for some reason you don’t scream. You concentrate on his eyes, you are able to see a remaining humanity in them, so you are far from scared.

He lets go of your hand, and kneels on the floor. Law is panting soundly; he is fighting against himself. “Calm down”, you say to him. He looks up to you, with tears in his eyes, still emitting guttural sounds. He is surprised to see how your face doesn’t show terror, nor contempt. You don’t know why, but you are even more attracted to him, dangerously attracted. You were willing to let him drink your blood if he wanted to…

With a smirk on your face, you say to him, “Blood is what you want, huh?”. He opens his mouth, and a pair of sharp fangs are shown. He shakes his head, he doesn’t want to hurt you, but he needs you. “I trust you; I know you won’t hurt me. You can drink from me”, you offer him. You know he is able to stop, and somehow everything makes sense. The poor animal this morning, he has just drunk a little blood but didn’t inflict mortal wounds to it. If he was that considerate to an animal, he will probably be with you too. -Or that is what you wanted to believe-.

He swallows, and still trembles and without any warning he pounces on you. Your back hits your bed and he's over you. He fixes his eyes on yours and asks you, "are you sure about this?". "Uhum", you nod. You are so desperate for him, that you probably consider yourself a beast more than him.

Law buries his fingers on your cheeks, and violently moves your head to the side, exposing your neck. You feel a few drops of saliva that falls into your skin from his mouth, and see how he approaches your neck.

He bites you, but even if it hurts, he is drinking your blood from your carotid so subtly, so carefully. A few seconds later, he stops. Some of your warm blood runs from the wound onto your bed.

"T-Thank you…" he says, planting a soft kiss over the little holes on your skin, caressing your hair. "You are welcome", you say, almost naturally as if being bitten by some kind of beast was something you always do.

But suddenly, you start to experience some kind of pressure on your chest, and breathing becomes difficult. Your eyes roll back, and you feel different. You look at him, trying to understand what is going on, and he simply brushes his tattooed hands over your face. "Don't worry, it's normal. You are not going to turn into… me. But, a little bit of me runs through your veins now…". He says, brushing his hand over his mouth trying to clean the mess your vital fluid has left on his lips.

You are not worried about becoming into a vampire or whatever the hell he is, but because you are experiencing a strong need to touch him, to kiss him, to fuck him. "Kiss me", you command him.

He looks at you, still settled over your body and your lips meet. His tongue invades your mouth, and you can taste the metallic rests of your blood on his mouth.

Without separating your mouths helps you take off your white -blood stained- shirt and then you do the same with him. His torso shows a big design inked on his skin, and a few wounds.

His fangs subtly scrape your skin, from your neck, to your chest, lower through your stomach. He spreads your legs with his strong arms, and softly but enough to leave some marks, bites the skin of your inner thighs. The feeling of those fangs softly ripping the first layers of your skin made yourself squirm in pleasure.

His yellow eyes fix on yours, and now he is devouring your sex. You throw your head back and surrender to his skilled tongue movements. What follows next is an extremely hard pounding session, that leaves you trembling, exhausted, sore… but satisfied.

Since then, every night you let him slowly drink you up, drop by drop, giving to him a bit of your life every time. Your eyes slowly changed colors, first a little patch of yellow, then half of your right iris…

A deadly, dangerous attraction, that won’t last forever… or maybe, if you decide to let everything aside and turn into a full vampire like him… who knows? maybe your obsessive love for him would end up changing your life… forever. ♥

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lunaisanartist · 3 years

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hi!! I've been thinking a lot about one of your beautiful drawings and I just had to talk about it here too. It's your of your latest Usopp doodles, the one about self harm.

I think it's beautiful. It got me thinking. A lot. Specially about Usopp as a character.

Your drawing is spectacular. I love the colors and the flowers (your drawings always have great colors, seriously)

I keep going back here cause I really like your drawing and I keep looking at it. And it always makes me full of hope. I say that as someone who had and sometimes still has a really hard time. I don't know if that was your intention when you first drew the "find, understand, love yourself" piece, but I have noticed that Usopp wears different clothes, and the one on the right is the one he wears after joining the Straw Hats. Finding friends is an important part of finding yourself too. It's a lot easier to get through the harder days when you have friends to go back to.

I wanted to say thanks for drawing this masterpiece. I feel like I couldn't convey half of my thoughts here, I just appreciate your art a lot. I follow you both on twitter and here. You are an amazing artist.

Oh!! A last thought I had that I wanted to tell you isn't about this Usopp drawing but about a Luffy one where he says "What? You're nonbinary that's so cool. me too!!" I absolutely LOVE the luffy trans agenda cause I'm a trans man and sometimes I do say that Luffy is transgender so having other people, specially such a talented artist as you, thinking the same it's really nice and makes me feel really happy.

I hope you have a nice day!! :))

First of all thank you so much for this lovely ask 🙏🏼

Now let's talk about that Usopp drawing, I mostly made it as a comfort/vent but also because I love this character a lot, I hc him hiding his self harm scars under his blue and white wrist band, he sure had his hard times before finding the strawhats, he was mostly all alone, lost his parents, used lies to feel better about himself and a way of hiding all of his problems, depression and anxiety are sure something he experienced

I relate to Usopp's character a lot, especially if you see him in this way, I had and still have my hard times in life, I finally started therapy after years of dealing with bad things and hopefully things will start to be better

I use art to express my feelings, joy, sadness, comfort and so on, whenever someone comes to me and tells me they can feel something about my art and how it made them feel better it makes me so happy and accomplished with myself! I also put a lot of symbolism in my drawings for example flowers, speaking of that Usopp drawing the flowers aren't there only for aesthetic but they have a particular meaning to bring everything together:

Dahlia (the dark red flower) : it mostly symbolize betrayal, but also sadness and negative thoughts

Daffodil (yellow one) : it means new beginning of life and joy

In my other Zoro piece with flowers there are meanings there as well, if i put flowers or something in particular remember that it will mean something!! You can ask me or just guess it!

And yess!! NB luffy rights! I am non binary and hc him trans/nb boosts my confidence a lot!! Glad you feel that too!

Hope you and others taht follow me have a nice day! c:

#Thank you for reading #Luna talks

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loudestcloud · 3 years

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After a long brake from this saga, it returns for her birthday! However, I should start this by saying the obvious fact that I don't like they way Nami and women in general are drawn, I really wish the mangaka had a middle ground between the 'If I sneeze I'll snap in half sexy girls' and the 'i will crush you in my fat rolls ugly girls' types but here we are and this is what we've got. As a result, most of my connects would usual be how I wish she her skirts would be longer n such but I'm not gonna do that because I don't want it to get in the way of the actual content in the post. Let's go: NAMI!!

'First appearance': it's not the first at all, idk what to call it tho, it's her 3rd. it's just the one in We are so technically counts. It's probably the nostalgia, but I love this look. I can't place why but I'm not even mad at the weird stripe lengths design, it's just cute to me. The sleeves are short but long enough to hide her tattoo and I adore her skirt too like the dark orange parts remind me of blood oranges!

Baratie, Loguetown, Little Garden, first Arabasta outfit, (& Long Ring Long Land) Post-Arabasta & Post-Enies Lobby: This was probably a common or local brand for her cos she's rocking that skirt in all different colors 👌 Also, I just wanna start by saying, all her t shirts actually go past her hips? So her skirts would actually be longer than they look cos she's actually draw quite strange when in tops. Anyway, shes starting off strong with this nice pink top n I like the nice shade with the white. Then, a dark blue for the first and only time ever for Nami to pick out. I personally think lighter colors are nicer for her tho. Bringing us to this BEAUTIFUL baseball jersey with purple sleves, get it bitch oml! 😘 I don't think that skirt matches very well but it's still cute. Then, she tries stripes and I think it works out well and I think the 3/4 length look is good for her too so that one is nice. The diamond pattern tank top is actually one of my favourite Pre-Skip looks just because it's so well matched with the skirt. You can't see in the picture but the dot inside the circle is the same yellow as her top so it's just very well done, definitely an actual set. And the lace? Amazing. I hate the feel of lace myself but it looks amazing.

Baratie, Drum Island, Post-Arabasta, Long Ring Long Land Whisky Peak, Post-War, Punk Hazard: Now, I don't actually have much to say about these, I just think they are worth mentioning.i like Nami in shirts with text, I always spend way too long trying to read em lol. Anyway, I like the Drum Island shirt & Punk Hazard shorts because ✨ stripes ✨

Water 7 & Enies Lobby: Nami's first dress! And also a new skirt! I like this frilly style more, I wish it stayed around tbh but oh well. Water 7 gives us the iconic blue shirt & tie with matching shoes and it's a blessing really. Then, Enies Lobby gave us the strange Denim outfit that Paulie hated with all his mind 🤣 At the time,I thought it was a cool outfit. It's not bad, the too looks a bit armour so it's go that going for it and that jacket slaps in my opinion. I like long sleeves on cropped jackets.

Thriller Bark: Pink! When I saw the first outfit, I thought something super bad was going to happen because it looked fancy and that anime for 'time to die'. Lucky for her, nothing happened at all apart for her just looking really grown up. I like her hair too, super cute. In the next fit, it's a total flip, quite punk. Her belt is a nice contrast from her skirt and I LOVE her top! Her party outfit looks like an itchy lace and the straps, while I live frills, look very irritating. It looks cute but I could never wear it myself. Lastly for this set is one of my all time favourites for Nami because she gets to wear a necklace! It's very small and hard to see but I think it's amazingly cute. This combination of her hair being down again, a nice pokadot shirt, full length jeans and a big smile from making a friend makes it all the best.

Sabaody Archipelago & Levely: As with the 3rd outfit set, I just think these are neat. She's rockin' a different necklace, shorts and a 90s style flower top then in Levely she's chillin' in a simple puff sleeve shirt with hearts a cross the chest. Simple looks, very effective

Fish-Man Island, Punk Hazard & Dressrosa: Fish-man island comin' in hot with the iconic Timeskip look and belt! This, I much prefer the Crimin bra because it's simple plus her hair is up really cutesy. Also it's funny cos that would have been expensive for she didn't steal all the outfits she did. Looks wise, Punk Hazard is my favourite but I really dislike that it doesn't cover the bottom of her boobs and its not really supportive. I think it's my favourite because it reminds me of Frankys vibes. Dressrosa's is also really cute but once again looks like the frills would tickle a bit. Also I like her shorts.

Zou: A DRESS! not only that but it's Purple, a color she's not worn before more than as sleeves years back. It's an interesting dress style, very lacy and would brake easy but it's VERY nice to look at. Her next looks bring back the ruffley frills and basic shirts. The half button shirt has her 2nd number on it and the colour matches her skirt! I like the purple coming back in her next skirt but what I like way more is her last Zou look. It's a nice halter neck with black lace trim then to make it better, her skirt is a wonderful shade of red that has an adjustable rope belt with little gold buttons on! I just- 🥰

Whole Cake Island & Wano: everyone's lord and fashion savour, WHOLE CAKE!!! I mean look at how cute she is in that first one! That fairytale aesthetic really owns my ass at this point! Then it's a total shift with that more mature sexy style red turtleneck dress no sleeves? The side by side vibes are 😘👌 love em! Plus, this arc gave us more purple AND 2 box neckline dresses which I think with Nami they really work. The forts Wano ouyfit is only here cos blue really works for her. It look okay but I don't think they are as nice as most people do. Idk what it is about it, I think it's just too square. The 2nd is nicer to my eyes, idk

And lastly, I just wanted to Shout out the First eps and the Dead End Adventure outfit cos it looks like Vector from Despicable me:

This post was made listening to 'One Piece vibes' by Kato & rewatching One Piece

Sanji

Luffy

Zoro

#one piece #op art ref #art ref #art reference #op nami #nami op #nami #one piece nami #nami one piece #fashion #op fashion #happy birthday nami

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neverwatchedonepiece · 6 years

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523-525: "A Surprising Fact! the Man Who Guarded the Sunny!", "Deadly Combat Under the Sea! the Demon of the Ocean Strikes!" and "Lost in the Deep Sea! The Straw Hats Get Separated!"

A New Challenger Appears...?

These were good episodes. There was world building, with all the underwater scenes and explanation of how the OPverse and its technology works. There was action (the Caribou pirates ramming Sunny and the Kraken fight). There was comedy (Franky’s nipple lights, anyone?) and there was genuine tension (would the air inside the bubble last? Where have Luffy, Zoro and Sanji gone?)

There were also two big reveals.

And this was one of them.

Oh. My. God.

While Sentomaru got his ass burned by Marine HQ over letting the Strawhats escape, Rayleigh had found a comfortable grass tussock. The perfect place to sit and let a fit of nostalgia wash over him.

Could not believe it when I saw that straw hat on young Roger’s head. Luffy’s beloved hat not only belonged to the infamous Yonkou, Shanks, but has sat on the head of the Pirate King himself. I wonder if Roger and Shanks had a moment when the straw hat was passed down, like Luffy and Shanks did at the start of the story?

Rayleigh and Roger’s first meeting was great too. Luffy really does have a similar personality to Roger. He never cared that Rayleigh stole the ship. He just wanted a ship and someone chill to sail with. And Roger had Big Ambitions.

“Hey. Nice ship,” Roger said to Rayleigh.

“I stole it. My house burned down so I live here now.”

“Cool. What’s your name?”

“Rayleigh.”

“I’m Roger! I think we were destined to meet, Rayleigh?”

“Destined?”

“You wanna turn the world upside down with me?”

At the time, Rayleigh reacted like most of us would in that situation. Who was this madman and why was he trying to convince him to set sail.

But Rayleigh must have crumbled.

And the rest is history.

The tear in Rayleigh’s eye as he remembered his old friend was touching. Roger’s death and the break up of the crew must still affect him. But here he is, still alive, happy living with Shakky, coating ships for a living and ensuring the succession of the next Pirate King, who was at that very moment, heading for Fishman Island on his long-awaited journey.

Good job, Rayleigh. :)

Cyborgs Understand Cyborgs

Have to say, the underwater scenes were beautiful. It really did feel like the Strawhats were leaving the real world behind and passing into a fantastical realm where slow rays of light slanted through clear blue water and the enormous roots of Sabaody’s mangroves dug deep into the bed of the shallower, warmer sea. All the Strawhats were awed by the beauty.

Then, as Sunny submerged and the shadows grew longer and the water colder, Chopper and Usopp began to freak out a little. Didn’t blame them in the slightest. I kept thinking about pressure and what that would do to them if the bubble popped.

But Oda had thought of that and had it covered! I can happily report that the coating bubble is not that easily popped! Sanji demonstrated that the bubble will not burst even under tremendous deep pressure. Objects, like cannon balls and Luffy’s hands, can pass through the coating (not sure what that would do to the pressure inside the bubble, but I’ll go with it).

HOWEVER, sharp objects like sea king fangs or, say, one of Zoro’s swords would pierce the bubble. Similarly, if the Sunny crashed on rocks and the mast or planking shattered and burst the bubble from inside, it would be Game Over.

Apparently, seventy percent of ships heading to Fishman Island do not make it. Luffy and Zoro nearly made the Strawhats a statistic by trying to catch fish because they forgot they were inside the air bubble! Chopper and Usopp smacked some sense into Luffy and he broke out Hancock’s bento boxes instead (because Sanji had almost died from blood loss and was in no condition to cook. xD)

But, as I said earlier, Franky was a shining star of these episodes.

This was one of his crowning moments. He had an announcement to make concerning the identity of the one who protected Sunny with Hatchi, Duval and the Flying Fish Riders.

It was none other than Bartholomew Kuma, the one who spirited them away from Sabaody (and danger).

Franky must have got to Sunny first, as a battered, singed Kuma was waiting for a Strawhat - any Strawhat - to return. There was no ceremony about it. He simply stood, said, “I’ve been expecting you. Mission complete,” and walked off.

Franky told the others what Rayleigh already knew. Kuma was a member of the Revolutionary Army, like Luffy’s dad. He didn’t have much time left, but he had saved their lives at Sabaody. He had agreed to be turned into a World Government cyborg and has now lost his personality. Chopper asked the question I wanted to ask: how could he wait at Sunny if he was completely drained of sentience?

Franky, who is a cyborg and spent two years in Vegapunk’s lab, probably understands Kuma’s predicament more than most. He said that Dr Vegapunk, who modified Kuma, agreed to Kuma’s request to program a mission into his mind: “Defend the Thousand Sunny until one of the Strawhats comes back.”

Kuma has sacrificed so much. It’s good to know that the Strawhats now appreciate what he did for them.

“I don’t know my dad that well, but that Bear guy was a good guy,” Luffy said.

“Make no mistake,” Franky said. “He’s the one who gave us these two years. We can’t ask him why, but only remember that he did it. Bartholomew Kuma turned out to be our greatest ally. But remember, if we meet him again, he’s a killing machine.”

I like Franky. He can be silly sometimes, but the guy is articulate and intelligent. He has a good turn of phrase. I like the way he speaks.

Zoro believed Franky but wanted more. What was Kuma’s motive for all the weird shit he’s pulled over the years? Why would he agree to become a WG killing machine?

Kuma is still a mystery. I don’t think I’ll find out more about him until more is revealed about the Revolutionary Army.

A Familiar, Bovine Face In The Briny Deeps

While the Strawhats talked about Kuma, something approached in the shadows. Sunny was sinking fast. The silence of the deep ocean was unsettling. Whitebeard whales drifted past. Usopp was on alert. Seventy percent of ships sunk was not good odds in his book. It was just as well he was on the look out because he spotted the Caribou pirates’ ship approaching at speed!

Then they rammed Sunny!

(Honestly, that was dumb. It could have taken out their ship too. Do they even know how bubble coating works?)

But how had they caught up so quickly.

Turns out the Caribou Pirates had Mohmoo to help pull them through the water.

How cute is Mohmoo, though? (The subs called him Momoo. Is that the correct spelling?) Nami instantly recognised him, ran up to him and said, “I’m Nami! Remember me? I was there at Arlong Park!” I’m not sure how Mohmoo felt about Nami but he definitely saw Luffy and Sanji (and he cried and fled. Poor Mohmoo. Can’t the Strawhats just adopt him?)

Oh, and I was so blinded by Mohmoo’s cuteness, I forgot to mention that the Caribou Pirates tried to board the Sunny but got dragged away by Mohmoo, leaving Caribou himself alone on board the Sunny with the Strawhats looking at him like this.

You Were Saying...? Part I

Look at them. Even Usopp is like, “Dude... you fucked up.”

Once he was tied up, Nami asked where he’d found Mohmoo. Apparently, they just caught him. Lots of experienced pirates have sea cows to pull their ships.

Of course, this was like a red rag to a bull. Luffy decided then and there that he wanted a pet sea monster.

Only you, Luffy.

Luckily, as the ship sunk further, a prime candidate stared out of the murky depths with huge yellow eyes.

Luffy Just Punched Out Cthulhu

Lord Cthulhu A Kraken emerged! A vast, tentacled abomination with fragments of whole ships stuck between its teeth.

This was the point Caribou must have thought: I am trapped on a ship with absolute lunatics.

For Luffy had set his heart on that evil Kraken to pull his ship.

“I have a good idea. Let’s tame him. He can pull our ship!”

Usopp, Chopper and Nami were not for the idea.

Brook just looked at it and thought, “It has not bones. I have bones. We’re opposites, ehehehehehe...”

Robin sketched the tentacled abomination. Franky complimented her drawing.

Zoro said he didn’t mind helping Luffy, as long as he had a plan.

“Yes,” Luffy said. “I have one. But our problems is that we’re in the sea.” (lol)

For a horrible moment, I thought something bad might happen to Mohmoo. But no. Everything was fine. Well, for Mohmoo and everyone on Sunny. The Kraken popped the Caribou pirates’ bubble and wrecked their ship. I was like, damn, those guys are all dead. (And Zoro made his “too soon” jellyfish joke. Mihawk would be proud.)

Luffy decided he would fight the Kraken. Coribou showed them how to use individual bubbles so they could fight outside the one protecting Sunny. Luffy, Zoro and Sanji leapt into the bubbles and the fight was on!

I liked how Oda used Franky (rocket launcher), Chopper (guard point) and Robin (gigantic hands) to protect the Sunny. Oda is good at inventing clever ways to have as many Strawhats participate as possible. (It also shows their teamwork is as solid as ever!)

Wasn’t sure about Luffy and Robin’s DF techniques working underwater, or Sanji moving out of the bubble entirely (mainly because of the extreme pressure. At that depth, they would have been crushed) but Oda’s Universe, Oda’s Rules.

Plus, Zoro got carried away and slashed the Kraken (I wonder how much the bubble restrictions will impact their fighting styles?)

Then a cute little shark wearing a jumper (yes, a jumper) popped out of its severed tentacle, thanked the Strawhats for helping him and swam off.

WTF... XD

Oh, and the ship hit a downward current and all hell broke loose.

You Were Saying...? Part II

Usopp woke up to darkness and freezing cold. Nami, Franky, Robin and Chopper were all awake, fine and still on board. But Luffy, Zoro and Sanji were nowhere to be seen.

Huge fish with glowing eyes stalked the Abyssal waters. Searching for Luffy, Zoro and Sanji, they encountered huge poisonous jellyfish, carnivorous tubeworms, faceless crabs, huge blob fish, dodged undersea volcano vents (Oda has done his research!) and were almost munched by a massive angler fish.

Then, as if cute a shark wearing a jumper wasn’t weird enough, a Sea Bonze (?) which is a deep sea monster that looks like a man, bopped the angler on the head and told it off!

“Ankoro! How many times do I have to tell you? Don’t eat ships! Captain won’t be happy.”

Then an ominous, shadowy wreck sailed towards the Strawhats. Holy crap, I thought, that’s the Flying Dutchman. (I remember reading about that when I was a kid. The ghost ship doomed to sail forever and never make it to port). Then there was a teaser of an oddly familiar fanged face.

That isn’t Arlong, is it?

“What’s wrong? Snake? SNAAAAAAAAAAAAKE!”

#one piece #neverwatchedonepiece #nwop #never watched one piece #monkey d. luffy #roronoa zoro #sanji #usopp #nami #tony tony chopper #nico robin #franky #silvers rayleigh #dark king rayleigh #shakky #gol d. roger

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rei-the-rat · 6 years

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Whispers of Sun in the Snow

Gift for @omelettedufromage-24601 who gave me this really cute idea. I’ll continue it slowly with more little chapters like this.

read on ao3

Luffy noticed him on the first day of class when he walked into the art room. Mostly he noticed the fluffy white hat because this was an art class and that seemed like a bad choice of apparel. Luffy always made sure to keep his own hat away from his art projects. He also noticed the black spots on the hat and wondered if it had already been partner to a few master pieces.

Professor Olvia was speaking to him in a foreign language that sounded like quick clips of bird song to Luffy's ear. He left before class started, hat casting a shadow over his eyes and shoulders slumped in resignation.

And Luffy didn’t see him again until the following week.

The art room was open Monday through Saturday from eight in the morning until nine at night when Prof. Olvia finally shooed the last student out so she could lock up and head home. She wasn’t the only art teacher who monitored the room, but as head of the department she was the one there most of the time. So Luffy wasn’t surprised to see her there, or Miss Goldenweek walking some freshmen through the basics of color theory. However, Prof. Olvia merely waved over her shoulder at him when she heard the door close and continued sitting sideways at her desk, reciting the art history lecture from the week before.

Luffy walked up to the desk, partially curious as to what she was doing but also because he needed the key to get into the paint cabinet. As he came around the desk, he noticed the laptop in front of Olvia with a window open to show her voice was being recorded and another that was translating the input on to a word document, and then he noticed the same young man from before sitting with his back against the wall by the desk. The sleeves of his yellow and black hoodie were rolled up, showing off tattoos on his hands and arms, and he had a sketch pad and charcoal pencil in his lap. He looked up at Luffy and nodded his head in simple greeting before returning back to his sketch.

“Yes, Luffy?” Prof. Olvia addressed him once she reached the end of the paragraph she’d been dictating.

“I need the key.” Luffy waved vaguely at the cabinets. “What are you doing?” He asked Olvia now that he was more interested in the foreign student than getting an early start on his landscape painting.

She gave a gentle sigh. “This is Trafalgar Law, an exchange student from Flevance.” The country name sounded familiar to Luffy, but he couldn’t recall any specific details about it. “He doesn’t speak Dawnish very well yet. And unfortunately, I do not know enough of the Northern dialects to give a full lecture in it.”

“Oh,” Luffy nodded. The Northern dialects were a combination of languages spoken throughout the countries of the North Blue United Alliance. That was where the name Flevance sounded familiar from. The tenth anniversary of the Grand Line Treaty would be held that coming winter.

He noticed Law was looking at him again, his posture and gaze guarded. Ten years wasn’t that long ago. Memories of the war were still alive and burning with hate and misunderstanding. Luffy looked back at Olvia, who was watching him with careful eyes.

“That’s cool. So, it’s translating the lecture for him?”

She smiled. “Yes. I can at least hold a casual conversation with him if he has any general questions.” With a sigh, she turned back to the laptop. “Here’s hoping this translates coherently.”

Luffy moved the rest of the way around the desk, pulling his backpack off his shoulders. “Can I sit?” He asked, meeting Law’s gaze. Law’s brow furrowed, and he looked between Olvia and Luffy. Before he could say anything, Olvia tugged on Luffy’s sleeve and handed him her phone. A language app was open with a bright blue speaker button displayed. Luffy tapped it and held the phone to his ear.

“Allu…” He tapped it again. “Allua… vaera…”

Law snorted back a quiet chuckle, his lips threatening to break into a smile. He nodded and slid his backpack so Luffy could sit beside him.

Luffy dropped his bag and settled on the floor next to Law. He listened to the recording again and scrolled the screen up so he could see the literal translation. “May I be placed beside you?”

“All~Lua ver’ra,” Law said, rolling his r’s and drawing the l sound out.

“Ok…” Luffy began to type into the phone.

“Luffy, it’s a free app. Give me back my phone.”

“One sec… Kuu… dan?” He looked up at Law who was watching him with interest and a small smile.

“Kudann.”

“Kudann Luffy,” Luffy held out his hand for Law. “Kudann Monkey D. Luffy.”

“Kudann Trafalgar Law.” Law took his hand gently and let him shake it.

“Hey Nami? How do you learn a language?”

“Take a course for it.” She looked up from her laptop at Luffy. “You already have those credits though.”

Luffy shook his head and sat across from her at the table in the food court plaza. “They don’t offer it and the semester has already started anyway.”

“Well, there’s still books that can help or even free apps you can download.”

“Yeah, I know. I have one that’s translating for me kind of. But it’s not really teaching me…”

“What language is it?” Instead of a vocal response, Nami got Luffy’s phone in front of her face. She leaned back so she could see clearly. “Why… Why would you want to-”

Luffy pulled his phone away and frowned at her confusion.

“You know Sanji hates-”

“I know.” Luffy cut her off. “And I get that. But I want to talk to someone.” She gave him a look he didn’t really approve of but said nothing more.

When he asked Prof. Olvia later that day, she shook her head at him and explained how difficult it would be to find material for public use to learn the language. Even online sources would be scarce. She also told him that the Flevance dialect was extremely difficult to learn if it or one of the other North Blue dialects wasn’t your native language. It would be easier to help Law learn Dawnish.

Luffy huffed at that, but he did have to admit that she was probably right. He only passed his language courses because he had been raised bilingual for Dawnish and Baltigen. As he walked over to the corner where his canvas was set up, he practiced under his breath saying Hello and How are you. Law was already there, sitting on the floor near the paint cabinet with his laptop open and surrounded by textbooks and a translation dictionary.

“Suu’i’lia!” Luffy said with practiced ease. Since meeting Law a week ago, Luffy had slowly begun to pick up on the everyday phrases Law used. He still wasn’t sure how his pronunciation was; it always sounded different when Law said it.

“Su’ii’lia.”

“Avan… Avna d’te a- Ow!” Luffy clapped his hand over his mouth from the sudden sting of biting his own tongue.

“Kai su ey?” Law looked up at his outburst.

Luffy dropped his backpack by Law’s and slumped down beside him. “Kai su eh?” He mimicked, mumbing through his hand.

Law gently pulled his hand away. “Kai su ey…” He peered at Luffy with a small smile. “Ok?”

“Yeah, I’m alright.” Looking at Law’s notes on his screen and all the papers spread around him, it was easy to see he was picking up Dawnish at a good pace. Sometimes he would over pronounce his vowels or drag a sound out but the word was still comprehensible. Which was more than could be said when Luffy tried to speak his language.

Law gently dragged his hand thumb over Luffy’s knuckles. “How are you?” Then with a sly smile, he said it again. “Avna d’te a-lu?”

Luffy elbowed him lightly. “Hungry.”

A light chuckle left Law before he reached over a stack of books and retrieved a marshmallow pastry from one of the vending machine. They came five to a package and there were still three left in the one Law was handing Luffy. “Always hungry.”

Luffy happily took the remaining marshmallows. “Shishishi, yeah I guess I am.” He leaned back to eat them while Law tidied up his books. Softly, Law began to hum a tune as he sometimes did while he studied or drew. Luffy wondered what the words to it were and if maybe someday Law would tell him. But for now he closed his eyes and thought of the snowy fields Law sketched with charcoal.

#LawLu #domestic fluff #college au #transfer student Law #slight language barrier #my writing #my fanfic #Monkey D. Luffy #Trafalgar Law

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midnightluck · 7 years

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Ace introducing Marco as his bf to Sabo and Luffy

“Be nice,” Ace begs.

“I’m always nice,” Sabo says, affecting outrage, but there’s a tightness around his eyes that means he’s not gonna listen.

“Me too, I’m nice!” Luffy says, flopping in between them.

“‘Course you are,” Ace says, ruffling his hair. “I’m not worried about you. I’m more worried you liking him than him liking you.”

“If he likes you, then I’ll like him,” Luffy promises. “Is he here yet? When’s he getting here?”

“Be patient,” Ace says, laughing. “He’s on his way, okay?” He rubs Luffy’s head hard, and Luffy laughs, rolling to get away and ending up leaning across Sabo.

Sabo throws his arm over Luffy and meets Ace’s eyes over his head. “You too?” he asks, and Sabo knows what he means.

He still takes his time answering, though. “He better appreciate you,” is all Sabo has to say, and Ace sighs.

“Give him a chance,” he says. “For me.”

“Of course,” Sabo answers. “You like him, so of course he’ll get a chance,” and Ace hears the but only one that Sabo doesn’t say.

“Be nice,” Ace says hopelessly, one more time, and Sabo only gives him a smile that means nothing at all.

“Ne, is he here yet?” Luffy asks, rolling onto his back to stare at the ceiling.

Ace checks the time. “He should be,” he says, frowning and getting up. He opens the door and sticks his head out, but there’s no one in sight.

“Oh!” Luffy says behind him. “Look! Look! It’s a big bird!”

Oh no, Ace thinks, and shuts the door, spinning and dashing back to the living room area. No, he didn’t–

He did. There’s a big blue and yellow bird outside the living room window, reaching out to gently peck at the glass. Luffy’s already plastered his face against it, oohing and aahing, and Ace has to peel him off in order to open it.

“It’s so pretty!” Luffy says, reaching out, and Ace flinches but the bird doesn’t. He stands there patiently as Luffy pets and tugs and coos. “Look! Look, Ace! It’s a Mystery Bird!”

“It’s a phoenix,” Ace says, and Sabo makes a sound low in his throat.

“A Mystery Bird!” Luffy repeats, and Ace huffs and pulls him back a step.

“Give him some space,” Ace says, and the bird ducks its head, raises its wings, and becomes his boyfriend. Ace steps forward and lets Marco drape an arm around his shoulders in a greeting squeeze. “Did you have to?” he asks plaintively.

“It’s a person!” Luffy yells, pointing. “The Mystery Bird is a Mystery Person! Hey, hey! How are you a bird?”

“Luffy,” Ace sighs, leaning into Marco. “this is Marco. Say hi.”

“Wow!” Luffy says instead, eyes all but sparkling. “Hey! Bird man! Do you poop?”

Marco freezes, hand halfway outstretched for shaking. “What.”

Ace laughs because he should have seen that coming, he really should have. It’s been a stressful day and Marco’s warm and Luffy’s being Luffy, so he leans into Marco and laughs far more than it deserves, and Marco’s arm wraps around his waist and offers comfort.

“I–” Marco says, sounding entirely lost. “Do you really need to know?”

“Yes!” Luffy says, flapping his arms. “Do you? Hey, are you a bird who turns into a man or a man who turns into a bird?”

Marco’s arm around his waist tightens a bit, and Ace takes that as the cry for help it probably is. “This is Luffy,” he says. “My little brother.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” Marco says, and offers his hand for a shake anyway.

Luffy takes it and shakes it wildly. “Hey, does your hair look like that because you’re a Mystery Bird?”

“Uh,” says Marco, and Ace pulls away and turns around.

“And this,” he says, gesturing, “is my other brother–.”

“Hi,” Sabo cuts him off, stepping forward.

Marco has to retrieve his hand from Luffy before he can offer it to Sabo, but he repeats, “It’s nice to meet you.”

“Oh, I’m quite sure the pleasure is mine,” Sabo says, accepting the shake, and Ace takes one look at his face and hides back in Marco’s chest.

“Did you just forget about being nice?” he complains.

“Oh yes,” Sabo says, all smiles and silk. “Yes, I did, at just about the same time you forgot to mention your Marco was also Marco the Phoenix.”

Ah. Yeah. There was that. He winces and tries, “I knew I was forgetting something?”

“Mmm, I’m so sure. Hello, Marco. Your reputation precedes you.”

Marco looks between Luffy, who’s bouncing and still asking questions, and Sabo, who’s smiling at him sweet and deadly. “Uh,” he says again.

“This is my family,” Ace says to Marco despairingly. “This is them. They’re always like this.”

“Right,” Marco says, somewhat cautiously. “I can see–yes, Luffy, of course I can fly.”

“Can you breathe fire?!”

“No, I just–” Sabo prowls up to him before he can finish, stepping right into his personal space and looking up at him. “Uh–can I help you?”

Sabo makes a noncommittal hum, then asks, “So what are your intentions towards Ace, then?”

Marco rocks back on his feet, trying to make room without giving up ground. “I just–want to make him happy?” he says.

Sabo leans up and in and squints at him from right up close. “And if he isn’t?”

And Marco seems to decide something, because he straightens up and settles his weight and meets Sabo’s gaze. “Then I’ll fix it.”

“And if you can’t?”

“Then I’ll keep trying.”

“And if you hurt him?”

Ace holds Marco a little tighter from where he’s curled into him. This is it, the make or break question, and as long as Marco doesn’t say–

“Then I’ll apologize,” Marco says firmly. “And make it better.”

Sabo stares at him from right up close, and then finally he blinks and sighs and steps back. “Okay,” he says, and tugs his shirt straight. “Okay, you get one chance.”

Ace sighs in relief, and Marco doesn’t look down. He keeps his eyes on Sabo, which is fair enough. “I didn’t catch your name,” he ventures.

“Sabo,” he introduces himself, giving the trite little bow he thinks is so charming. “Chief of Staff under Dragon.”

Marco pauses a moment, then says, “Ah.” Sabo gives him a sharp grin and nods, and Marco looks down to Ace. “You know some dangerous people,” he says, and Ace laughs and finally steps back.

Luffy, of course, takes that as an invitation and starts poking at Marco. “Hey, where are your feathers when you’re like this? Why aren’t you on fire? Can you be on fire as a person?”

“You should know,” Ace says to Marco, and gestures to the couch. “C’mon in, Marco. Welcome.”

Marco doesn’t move. “Am I?” he asks, eyes on Sabo.

Sabo tilts his head like he’s thinking, drawing it out, because he’s a bastard like that, so Ace just rolls his eyes and tugs on Marco’s arm. “Course you are,” he says, and Sabo makes some kind of face. Marco lets himself be drawn in and down, and Ace sits beside him and leans against him, just a bit.

Luffy plops down on the carpet in front of them and leans in. “Hey, mister bird man! Hey, answer my questions! Do you poop?”

Marco shakes his head, but he’s smiling now, too. “Okay,” he says. “Luffy, right? I’ll answer all your question.” Luffy cheers and leans in, and Marco holds up a hand. “One at a time, all right?”

Luffy bombards him with questions that he tries to keep up with, and Ace meets Sabo’s eyes from across the room. Sabo watches Marco patiently fend off their little brother, and then gives him a smile that’s all in the eyes and an acknowledging head tilt.

Ace sighs in relief. If even Sabo thinks he’s a keeper, then Ace knows Marco must be trustworthy, and if his brothers didn’t scare him off, well, then maybe even Ace himself won’t either.

#marcoace #look yall i suck at short waff romance okay it's all plot and drama with me #i'm trying #idek if this makes sense???#vague au could not be more vague #hope you like it anyway #answer in the form of a story

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