#Marco Rose drabble

[footballffbarbiex]

Okay okay okay wait!

https://www.tumblr.com/footballffbarbiex/742936818232721408/smut-prompts-iii-nsfw

38 from this and THE GIF you’re talking about with Rose? How about it? What ya thinkin? 👁️👁️

I'm thinking that you have some fucking audacity to come at me like and also hell to the fucking yes.

the gif in question.

and I think we can picture him like this for this. enjoy. Credit for below gif is here.

“Quit eyefucking me and get over here so you can actually fuck me!”

It was a sentence that had come out of her mouth before she could stop it. Marco sits before her, legs spread apart, one arm resting against the back of the couch while the other hangs between his legs. The look on his face is one that she's seen before when she's been, in his words, "bratty".

He says nothing.

She lets the sentence hang between them and each second that passes by, she feels the tension thickening with each one. Marco continues to stare at her, keeping his mouth shut. This was easier for him than it was for her and they both knew it. He would bide his time until she was close to breaking - if not actually breaking - and that's when he'd begin.

She suspects that this will be similar.

She's about to break the silence when he holds up one, long finger and continues to stare at her.

"On your knees." he says after what feels like an eternity.

She does as she's asked, no. Commanded. The feel of the plush carpet beneath her knees and feet is slightly comforting but she knows being here long enough, it'll start to dig into her skin and leave imprints soon enough.

She kneels before him, hands on her thighs and waits for him to make his move, something which does eventually come.

He moves directly past her, the smell of his aftershave lingering despite him no longer being present in the room. Her arm hair prickles, standing on end as she keeps her head facing forward and strains her ears trying to listen for the lightest of noises for anything which would tell her what he's doing.

Minutes, she couldn't say how many, pass until she hears the soft sound of his footing.

"Hold your breath and count to ten." Marco says when he returns. It's not from directly behind her, but it is from behind her.

"One. Two. Three."

Marco gets closer. His steps matching her counting. "Close your eyes."

"Four. Five. Six."

His aftershave is stronger now, and she feels a cold waft as the air is stirred.

"Seven. Eight. Ni-" she pauses, feeling the soft fabric cover her eyes, lightly touching her face and the top of her nose.

"Did I say stop?"

"Eight." she repeats, "nine. Ten."

"Good girl." he says, smoothing some stray hairs from her face and traces the curve of her lips with his thumb. "Still want me to fuck you?" He asks, smearing his thumb over her lips until she parts them. Her tongue peeks out, the tip of it wetting the padding of his thumb.

"So eager." he smiles, the action of it seeping into his words. "So fucking eager to please me aren't you?"

"And if I am?" she asks.

"Open. Before I give you my cock like you so desperately need, then show me why you think you deserve it. I want to see you earn the right to have my dick inside of you."

+ smut prompts +

[usopp-writes]

It's Marco's birthday and I wrote a little drabble with my favorite ship for him. So yes, it's a MaTch story and just a feel good one.

Enjoy <3

Marco x Thatch SFW Word count: 488

Thatch watched Marco as he slept, sprawled out on the bed, with one leg over Thatch and a hand under the cook’s chin. He looked so peaceful, with a small smile dancing at the corner of his lips. Last night they had both gone to bed at the same time and even a little earlier than usual and spent the time snuggling and kissing, until they fell asleep. It’d been wonderful, just them showering each other in love.

Marco moved, snuggling closer to Thatch, almost forcing the cook onto his back, so he could lie on top of him. With a silent chuckle, the brunette moved toile on his back and as expected, the phoenix moved toile halfway on him. It gave Thatch the opportunity to let his fingers go through Marco’s hair; the softness of it always amazed him.

“Hmmm.” Marco hummed, eyes slowly opening his eyes and gazed at his lover with drowsy eyes. “What a nice way to be woken, yoi.”

“Good morning, my wonderful birthday birb.” Thatch smiled and pulled Marco completely onto himself, kissing his head.

A happy sigh left Marco, as he made himself comfortable on his lover. He didn’t mind the fact he turned a year older, as long as he could wake up with Thatch at his side on every birthday from now on and until time was run out for one of them, hopefully years into the future.

“I didn’t expect to wake up with you, yoi.” He gave Thatch’s chest a kiss, too lazy to move to his lover’s lips. “I was sure you would get up to bring me breakfast, yoi.”

A chuckle left the cook. “Actually, I asked my sous chef to bring us both breakfast this morning. I’m all yours the entire morning, my lovely birb.”

This time Marco moved to kiss his lover’s lips, a soft and gentle kiss. Normally Thatch always would make breakfast to the commanders on their birthday and bring it to their rooms, giving them a good start of the day, but the phoenix actually preferred this. No gift from Thatch was better than the gift of him spending time with the phoenix on his birthday.

They snuggled a little more like this, before both feeling the call of nature. After returning, they sat in bed, the blankets over their legs, as they cuddled together. Not long after there was a knock on the door and after telling the person to enter, the sous chef came into the room with a tray filled with Marco’s favorite food, beverage and a yellow rose. Of course there was food for Thatch too.

“Happy birthday, Marco. I wish you a great morning. I’ll see you both later.” She smiled, as she placed the tray on their legs and left the room.

“Thanks.” Marco smiled and then turned to kiss Thatch deeply, once she was gone. This was the perfect start on his birthday.

[nrhshm]

I am glad to hear that!

'Cause I wondered how would you treat an idea about Platonic Yandere! Strawhats?

I just had a little. Just a little drabble with Platonic Yandere! Luffy and Y/n and with Platonic Yandere! Whitebeard-

They're are my favorite pirate captains.

Okay, here goes nothing~ Btw, I know whitebeard doesn't usually do favorites between his crew, but tbh this prompt typically begged for such a thing. I'll have to break some rules here- 😅

(Platonic) Yandere! Luffy × y/n x (Platonic) Yandere! Whitebeard

. Reader is gn!

. Marineford mild spoiler

. SFW

° The moment Whitebeard heard you were going after Ace, he had Marco intercept you immediately. There's no way he's letting his favorite child mindlessly walk into the lion's den, let alone you leaving the ship itself. His decision has been made, and there's no changing it.

° Yet you, his youngest, have inherited that same stubborness from your father. You too were dead-set on proceeding with your journey, not backing away a single step. Soon enough, the conversation between both heated up, the air getting more tense by the second, an argument began, leading to the old man using his haki to knock you out, having (again) Marco take you to your room and check on you.

° "This is only for your safety, you're too young to understand." He mutters. Despite that unwavering tough exterior he showed, his heart was aching enough to break a mountain. If only you would just listen to him, he wouldn't have to worry...

° With a bizzare twist of events, you manage to secretly leave the ship and rush after Ace. Your closest sibling is gonna get executed, who are you to just stand there and wait?!

° Cannons firing, the Whitebeard pirates miraculously manage to pass through the gates of justice and into the waters of Marineford. Whitebeard stands in all his glory, proud and confident. It'll be a tough battle, but he must and WILL make sure his sons survive, he will give them a proper future. But then... a ship. A ship falls from the sky.

° You and Luffy were practically huddling for any sign of safety, you were falling and there was no good footing!! The said man realizes that his devilfruit can protect him from any fall, so he brings you closer to him, his overprotective nature quickly lashing out, shielding you from the impact.

° Your father saw you, and his entire world froze. No! This is the last thing he wanted!! You were gonna get hurt and he won't be able to forgive himself. Fatherly instincts making him want to call out to you, to have you by his side, to keep you away from any harm. But he kept his mouth shut, scowl getting darker than usual, he held his focus onto the battlefield.

° You saw Ace and rushed to him, fighting your way through every marine like a pro. Ofcourse you were strong, when the strongest man in the New World was your personal trainer. Your senses were refined and you had considerable haki, you pushed your way through easily.

° The battle raged on, everything looked so good for you, you were almost there! You just need to take down that large scaffold. You need to-

° "Y/n!!!!!" A sceam was heard, the hair on the back of your neck rose immediately, instincts kick in and you quickly become aware of an attack coming your way.

'I can't dodge it-' closing your eyes, you prepare yourself for the sharp impact that'll surely end your life, but it... never came.

° Two pirate captains stood infront of you, venomous auras reaching even the farthest soldier. Luffy, unaware that his conqueror's haki eliminated most of the marines, stood there in rage, the reddest that he's ever been, with steam rising like never before. Next to him was the Emperor of the sea himself, Whitebeard had already crushed the attack into ashes, with that same counterattack almost cracking the earth open. Both were so angry, both wanted to kill.

° Luffy was oddly silent, but his whitened eyes were speaking volumes. He's gonna pulverise whoever tried to hurt you, right here, right now. Whitebeard took a glance at the boy, scanning him briefly.

° "Don't you get in my way, shrimp." Whitebeard said in a low voice, a warning evident that he and ONLY he is allowed to protect you.

° "I'm not planning to." Luffy said with a sadistic grin. He doesn't care who Whitebeard is, he doesn't care if the whole navy is against him right now. All he cares about, are you and Ace, his only childhood siblings.

° Both captains marched towards the poor marine soul, who at this rate couldn't even breath anymore. I mean, imagine triggering Whitebeard (The Strongest of all four emperors) and Luffy (The future pirate king) against you and even worse, Yanderes.

Rest in piece, fellow marine. Lets all give our condolences.

Annndd, I hope I nailed this prompt.

[husbandograveyard]

Masterlist for my quickfire event. A celebration of nearing 2 milestones: almost 2K followers and almost 2 years on tumblr, since I wouldn’t have the time to celebrate at the time. 

All drabbles have a genderneutral reader. 

Black clover 

Fuegoleon Vermillion 

Dusk  

Noelle Silva 

Hairbrush  

William Vangeance 

Plushie  Rose 

Bleach 

Grimmjow 

Photography 

Ichigo 

Marshmallow 

Izuru 

Alcohol 

Rangiku 

Underneath  

Shunsui 

Sun 

Uryuu 

Nerd 

Boku no Hero Academia 

Dabi 

Sleep

Eijiro Kirishima 

Hair  

Katsuki Bakugo 

Cats  

Takami Keigo (Hawks) 

Feather  

Free! 

Makoto Tachibana 

Beach   Home   Light 

Inuyasha 

Ginta 

Promise  

Naraku 

Warmth  

Sesshomaru 

Intimate  

Kamigami no asobi 

Hades

Flowers 

Magi 

Ja’far

Eye 

Kouen 

Ring  

Morgiana 

Mermaid  

One Piece 

Ace

Lovesick  Printer 

Burgess 

Protection 

Corazon 

Sleepy

Crocodile 

Caress 

Izo 

Lipstick  

Kid 

Eyes 

Law 

Bird

Luffy 

Freedom  Veil  

Marco 

Glasses     

Niji 

Calligraphy  

Sabo 

Elegant 

Sanji

Rage  

Whitebeard 

Jealous  

Yamato 

Grad student  Raspberries 

Zoro 

Whisper  

Twisted Wonderland

Azul Ashengrotto 

Ethereal   Kiss  

Idia Shroud 

Sunset  Tutorial 

Jamil Viper 

Spice  

Leona Kingscholar 

Anxiety  Appreciation  Whisper  

Riddle Rosehearts 

Flower  

Rook Hunt 

Makeup 

Vil Schoenheit 

Dry   Muscle   Rain   Wound 

[minruko]

✰𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒

i will not write any, yandere, nsfw, alpha/omega, or horror. i also will not be writing any type of dark content, any requests containing any of these items will be deleted. anything that isn't on this list is fine though

✰𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓

headcanons have a max of four characters, while a one-shot or drabble would have a max of two characters

it's okay to add some detail to your request! but make sure it's not too long so i have some wiggle room

✰𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃

it may take some time to get your request done cause i am a busy person, but i will try my best

i normally try to do my requests in order but i get burned out sometimes and skip around to the ones that catch my interest so there is no guarantee that I'll do them in the order they were sent in

my works will be gender-neutral if no gender is stated for the reader! but other than that i write for female, male, and gender-neutral readers

please make sure you read my dni before requesting

i no longer take requests for haikyuu, aot, or mha, I’ll accept suggestions though

characters i write for below the cut:

✰𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑

all the black bulls [minus gordon]

golden dawn [yuno, mimosa]

blue rose knights [sol, charlotte]

silver eagles [nozel]

crimson lion kings [leopold, fuegoleon, mereoleona]

aqua deer [rill]

elves [vetto, ryha]

other [julius, kaito]

dark triad

✰𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍

tokyo first years

tokyo second years [minus panda]

gojo

sukuna

toji

nanami

choso

getou

✰𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐋𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐓

edward and alphonse elric

military [roy mustang, riza hawkeye, maes hughes, jean havoc]

briggs [olivier mira armstrong, buccaneer]

homunculi [greed/greedling]

other: ling yao, kimblee

✰𝐒𝐊𝟖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘

main skaters [joe, cherry, langa, miya, reki]

✰𝐃𝐑. 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄

senku

chrome

tsukasa

kohaku

ginro

kinro

taiju

gen

ryusui

magma

sai

hyoga

luna

ukyo

moz

✰𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐂𝐄

straw hats [chopper and brook platonically]

shanks

lucci

crocodile

ace

sabo

marco

kid

killer

perona

koby

smoker

tashigi

vivi

law

bepo [platonically]

shachi

penguin

doflamingo

corazon

baby 5

viola

katakuri

reiju

ichiji

niji

yonji

kiku

✰𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒

all of toman

mizo middle

haitani brothers

kakucho hitto

wakasa imaushi

shuji hanma

[username-archive]

ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋ ᴏɴ ᴛɪᴛᴀɴ

Ｌｅｖｉ Ａｃｋｅｒｍａｎ

Fanfics:

Counting Stars ~  One late night, sat atop Wall Rose, Captain Levi and squad leader Y/N come to realisations they didn’t know would ever happen.

Promise ~  Forcing Eren, Armin and Mikasa to promise you the unknown causes emotions to rise, unbeknownst to you Levi heard it all.

One Little Breath ~  A secret relationship was always difficult to keep, especially when it was with the infamous Captain Levi who was known for bottling up his emotions.

Headcannons:

Levi Ackerman Headcannon's (NSFW) ~ Headcannon’s of what it’s like to be sexually intimate with Levi

Drabbles:

Mornings with Levi ~ Sleepy mornings with the ever so lovely Levi Ackerman

Ｅｒｅｎ Ｙｅａｇｅｒ

Fanfics:

Hurt ~ The boy who sought freedom, how far would he go to reach it?

Headcannons:

Dating Eren Yeager Headcannon’s (NSFW) ~ What it’s like to be sexually intimate with Eren Yeager

Drabbles:

Ａｒｍｉｎ Ａｒｌｅｒｔ

Fanfics:

Ocean ~ After years of training and fighting, only living from the stories you’d been told as kids, it was time to finally see the ocean.

Headcannons:

dating Armin Arlert headcannon’s NSFW ~ wat it’s like to be sexually intimate with Armin Arlert

Drabbles:

Ｊｅａｎ Ｋｉｒｓｔｅｉｎ

Fanfics:

Headcannons:

dating Jean Kirstein headcannon’s NSFW ~ what it’s like to be sexually intimate with Jean Kirstein

Drabbles:

Ｍａｒｃｏ Ｂｏｔｔ

Fanfics:

Finally ~ Waking up in an unknown place is, as expected, frightening until you see the brown haired boy you’re oh so familiar with.

Talk it through ~  Seeing Marco trapped on a roof with a titan getting closer, you had to save him. Unbeknownst to you, saving him was a lot more complicated than you first thought.

Headcannons:

Fluff Alphabet ~ Everything fluffy to do with Marco Bott

Drabbles:

Ｍｉｋａｓａ Ａｃｋｅｒｍａｎ

Fanfics:

Headcannons:

Drabbles:

Ｓａｓｈａ Ｂｒａｕｓ

Fanfics:

Saviour ~ Sasha Braus, always the saviour, risking her life to shield you from an oncoming bullet you didn’t even know had been shot.

Headcannons:

Drabbles:

ａｌｌ

Fanfics:

Drabbles:

Fire ~ Taking on the task of the nightly rounds brings you to find a vulnerable moment among the cadets.

Series:

ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇꜱ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

[thatsneakymedic]

Name: Call me Vani

Nicknames: look above. 

Height: 5 feet. 

Nationality: Mexican American and a Tejana as well. 

Favorite Flowers: Alyssums, black flowers like black roses and black cosmos, and marigolds. Also sweet pea. 

Favorite Scents: orange or tangerine peels, lemon scents, stress relief lotion that you buy at the mall, and clear smells like water lilies. 

Favorite Colors: Purple, blue, black, and grey. 

Favorite Animals: owls, snakes, and deer. 

Average Sleep: I sometimes sleep around 3 am or 4 am and I wake up around 11 or 12 pm. So not that much. Sometimes I wake up super early despite me sleeping late.  My sleep schedule is a mess thanks to this pandemic. 

Coffee, Tea, or Hot Chocolate: COFFEE!!!!  I only drink tea when I’m extremely stressed out or if I need to sleep but can’t for some reason. But no hot chocolate really. 

Number of blankets on my bed: I have three throw blankets and I sleep with one blue one I had for years and my bed covers are blankets that I change depending on the season. I have a san marcos blanket for the fall and winter months and I have my purple fresh one for the spring and summer seasons. 

Dogs or Cats: Cats. I’m not fond of dogs since I’m very cautious around them, especially the big ones. 

Dream Trip: I love to visit a place with mountains and a nice lake. I also would like to visit gothic places as well. Like a castle or something that would inspire lovecraftian literature. 

Followers: 482

Blog Est.: January 6 2016.

Random Fact: I’m a fan of horror movies and video games. But I’m not a fan of a “horror” movie if it relies too much on jumpscares or awful CGI. Keep those cheap syfy movies away from me. :I  

Bonus Fact: When I’m doing asks, replies, or drabbles. I need to hear music and get up to walk around to do stuff since I can’t sit down for long periods of time. Even playing video games makes me restless and the need to stretch and do something. 

I tag: anyone really. 

[thecosmosmovedforme]

Chapters: 4/? Fandom: Resident Evil - All Media Types, Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Finn Macauley/Piers Nivans Characters: Piers Nivans, Finn Macauley, Chris Redfield, Andy Walker, Carl Alfonso, Reid - Character, Jeff, Marco Rose Additional Tags: Fluff, Implied Sexual Content, Sexual Content, Drabble Series, Slash, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Domestic Fluff, Protective, possessive, top Piers, Bottom Finn, More will be added, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alpha Team, B.S.A.A Summary:

Finn has been pinning after a certain A.T.L ever since he joined the B.S.A.A but he’s too oblivious to realize that he’s not the only one with feelings.

*Drabble Series*

[winter-and-little-brunettes]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Keith/Lance (Voltron) Characters: Keith (Voltron), Lance (Voltron), Nadia (Voltron), Sylvio (Voltron), Lance's Family (Voltron), Lance's Father (Voltron), Lance's Mother (Voltron), Lance's Siblings (Voltron), Luis (Voltron), Marco (Voltron), Veronica (Voltron), Rachel (Voltron) Series: Part 7 of Winter Drabbles

Summary:

Shortly after Keith and Lance start dating, Lance invites his new boyfriend over to a family dinner night. It's a night filled with flowers, teasing, and firsts.

A post s8 date inspired by the allurance date in s8ep1.

I’ve been thinking about this idea for a while now, and I finally said “screw it” and wrote it!!! I hope you’ll all enjoy it <3

[footballffbarbiex]

A manager request you said?

How about she offers Marco Rose her mouth after a disappointing match to relief some tension? Either at the stadium or when he’s back home (maybe he barely makes it in the door before she’s on him. And if it’s at home, she could just offer herself and not just her mouth)

idk how many words are in this, I'm typing it from the ask so I'll die on my typo hill. smut from the start.

she'd joked previously about how Marco couldn't go a week without getting his dick wet from at least one hole and Marco had been adamant that he could. Insisted. Promised. Threatened too, that he could.

But watching his team fall apart in the way that they had had meant that he would be very much regretting his words. Regretting that this match had happened during this promised dry spell week.

She'd watched nervously from his box as the defence had fallen apart, the strikers were just not capable of finding the back of the net and yet, encouraged a very intimate relationship with the bar instead. She knew that Marco wouldn't mind losing, he wasn't dumb. He knew it would happen during the season and fully anticipated some losses, but it was the way they lost.

She watched as he paced along the side lines, gesturing wildly and angrily at times and knew that she couldn't let him stay in his head after this, because she knew him and knew that he would be over thinking it afterwards.

She waited until the players filed out after the match, having received a message from Marco saying to meet her in the car while he went over a few things before he met her. She didn't want that. Wouldn't accept that kind of message and instead, barged now into the locker room to find him.

He's in front of the large whiteboard with his tablet in his hand as he watched the "highlights" back. He double looks when he realises it's her and not a member of his coaching team and begins to argue that he'd told her to wait.

"No." She tells him, eyes never leaving his face as she marches towards him and strokes her hand over his crotch, realising now just how "free use" this seems.

"This isn't the time," he tries to scold her and though a frustration edging into anger is coursing through his veins, he can't deny the way his cock twitches as blood begins to rush there thanks to her palming at him.

"This is exactly the time. I'm not having you be pissed off all the way home and go to bed in a mood."

"We can do this at home."

"We can do this here too." she replies, hand now wrapping around his semi hard cock to stroke it a little better.

"Fuck," he hisses, breathing becoming more shallow as she unbuttons him, unzips him and dips her hand into his boxers. The short patch of hair nuzzles her wrist as her hand fills with the soft velvety skin of his shaft. Hot and thick in her palm, she palms him until he's fully hard and he's struggling to keep his eyes open.

"Tell me to get on my knees Marco."

"Get on your knees and suck my cock baby."

"Gladly" she replies before pressing the flat of her tongue at the base of his shaft and dragging it to the tip where she swirls the first inch of it around the head and sinks her mouth down over him.

[authenticaussie]

So I was talking with @touchmycoat​ about....my....varied aus, and then this came across my dash and I was like ey this looks fun. So I present!!!!

WIP MEME:

Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Send me an ask with the title that most intrigues you, or interests you and I’ll post a little snippet of it or tell you something about it!!

(for me, ones with a // side slash are related, also I cut this down to ninty-nine aus from two hundred and forty-nine SO. it’s under a readmore akhsgd pft)

Here’s a quick top-ten tho ;3c

title??? fuck it: that one where sabo murders his parents

DOCTOR WHO AU PLOT [The Problems That Arise When Falling in Love with a Time Lord]

country hicks [hicka-bicka-boo / HICKEY PUN, PLEASE]

that one where april fake dates casey 

daredevil au

space cowboy prince au

motherfuckkkkin’ taaaaaaaaaaz fic

Donatello/Casey b o d y s w a p

Green Eyed Monster [RENAME]

castlevania fic

from the fires that let you live

JUMP!!! MAS bingo volleyball au

Lantern Lights

Miraculous Failures

Nari and Trace Collab

PRVD2019 2

soul eater au plan

the dreamings = nari tater collab

the stars in your eyes (and the sun’s blinding mine)

Versions of the Truth - SPY AU + TRUTH SERUM

skies extra text // excess notes // 17-33 extraneous // character drabbles // show me skies on fire (unpublished)

Near and Far

You’re ripped and worn (but then again so am i)

In Loving Memory

House of Cards v2

Survival Instinct

robot au

windowsills au

kiss me with your eyes open

Magical Girl AUs

seal au

cabaret

Count the Stars [REWRITE]

Ghosts in the Sky

Sparks [REWRITE]

Chapter 2_Sleight of Hand

Ashes to Ashes

Helping Hand

ace!marco headcanons

thing 4 lolles

marvel au

forever hold your peace

Troublemakers au [GRADUATION]

morrina

And the Stars still Shine (till morning breaks)

Let Me Come Home To You

[gross]

Zolu art trade_3

musculature

New Roommate Wanted

to fall heart first

no thicker than water

sabo amnesia + spies

To Every End (And With Every Word)

Glass Slippers, Leather Jackets, and Masked Men

Never Gonna Give You Up

mas sad + they found the son of the pirate king

Anthology

5+1 Marvel AU

kiss kiss edits

winter’s curse

lygerestia

conflagrate [rewrite + ch2]

A Lion’s Share 

i will run to you (till death do us part)

Never Be

fake date

for i have loved the stars too fondly

steampunk au

bodysnatcher marco

ohshc au

Neighours

The Meaning of Roses

the Woo!AU

The Slow and Inevitable Corruption of an Exemplary Police Inspector

Near and Far

ghosts

Power and Control

A Sailor Went to See // To Sea, To Sea, To See the Sea

son of the devil

You know, like, NYA

Violence on your Behalf

and I miss you like a hole in the head

casual magic

give your sorrows a name (and drown in them)

that one where april fake dates casey 

ASL MUSKETEERS AU

daredevil au

fear of the dark

my heart rests in your chest (never give it back to me) // your body/my heart

your hands / my hands / my hands in yours

LEVERAGE AU MOTHERFUCKER

Helping Hand

Play This My Way (siri play despactio)

LET’S GO LESBIANS LET’S GO

boop le boop

//wip

toku poly fic 2

swallow (v1)

what’s in a name?

Draft 3 AAWG

saboace week

Honourable mentions:

-the entire folder called ‘how about you just let me die instead’ which has a file called ‘fuck why can’t i think of a name that isn’t sugar daddy au’ and is filled with stories all a minimum of 20k but are NEVER TO BE FINISHED

-the fics that are all just completely empty but have cool titles?? special shout-out to “Drift” which I KNOW I wrote 10k for, but did not find in that file (it was under “luffy + ASL + zolu obvi 4 nez”)

-the collection of 40+ pages that is just titled “new tmnt aus + RESEARCH” (hey can you guys guess my new special interest)

-the like, twenty fics, that are all variations of “for x, for y, for z” and then THE ADDITIONAL fifteen fics on top of that that are all just “for lolles (date/fandom)” pffft

[usopp-writes]

Whitebeard pirates week - day four: Late night together

Authors note: I have so many ships for my favorite characters and this one is one of them. This little drabble isn't all about romantic love, I just couldn't help myself, as I missd writting this couple together. When inspiration hit you, you have to follow the flow.

Anyone ever tried making soup from scratch? I can tell you it takes time and patience.

@whitebeard-pirate-week

Thatch x Izo with Marco, Ace and Haruta SFW Word count: 801

Normally Thatch wouldn’t pull an all-nighter, but tonight he did, as he was making soup from scratch, which would then be frozen down for later use. He didn’t make soup during the day, there wasn’t time for it, and so he did it at night, where he had the time to keep an eye on it. It didn’t need him to watch it all the time, but leaving a stove on and then leave it, wasn’t an option. So he sat at the small table, reading or writing. The crew had started to go to bed, the silence slowly fallen upon the ship, as Thatch sat there, a cup of coffee in front of him. He would make another batch later, when he was running out of it.

He stretched and went over to the stove, stirring the bones around a little. There were eight of the largest pots on the stove (40 liters), filled with broth that later would become soup. There were three chicken, three beef and two fish broth. Sadly he didn’t have more large pots, someone destroyed the other four of them a few weeks back and he hadn’t gotten to a place where he could buy new ones, so he had to do one beef and one fish only this time. Normally he made four pots of each. It sounded like a lot, but in reality it wasn’t, considering that the crew was 1,600 men large. Not all ate soup though.

Sitting back at the table, he let his mind wander, but he didn’t get far, as he heard the door to the kitchen open. Looking up, he smiled, though did have a confused look on his face, when he saw Izo entering the kitchen. It was rare for the male to be here, less alone be out at this hour. Normally Izo would be getting ready to bed by now, if not already snuggled under the blankets, Thatch next to him. More so to see his lover with his hair down, lightly braided, though he still wore his kimono and make-up. It looked like he had begun his nightly routine, but decided not to finish.

“You know the bed gets lonely without you there, darling.” Izo said, as he closed the door behind him.

Smiling warmly, Thatch pulled out the chair next to him. Izo smiled back, sitting down next to his lover, giving Thatch a quick kiss on the cheek, before placing his head onto the cook’s shoulder. Thatch wrapped his arm around Izo, kissing his head. He was happy that Izo was here, happy to feel his warmth so close. It would be lonely in the hours waiting for the soup to cook and then pour it over in bowls that could take the heat and the cold temperature of the freezer, for then to wait for it to cool down enough to get into the freezer.

“Like it gets lonely without you here.” Thatch smiled and pulled Izo in for a long and tender kiss. They might be cheesy, but they didn’t care.

A light cough made them look up, seeing Marco at the door, casually watching the two. “If want alone time together, just say so, yoi.” The phoenix chuckled, before he walked over to fill the cup in his hand with fresh coffee.

“Marco, Izo, you’re already herer. I managed to wake up Ace, though he might just …” Haruta started, but was rudely interrupted by said firecracker.

“I might fall asleep again, but you’re not going to have a late night party without me.” The freckled male entered the kitchen behind Haruta with a pout on his lips.

Thatch laughed and rose, finding a fifth chair, while Marco grabbed some more cups. Izo went to the pantry and brought forth some booze and snacks. He knew exactly where to look for the good stuff. Thatch had a secret place in the pantry where he hid his good rum and snacks. Marco and Haruta also knew where it was, though they wouldn’t tell Ace where it was. There was a reason that there was a lock on eh door to the fridge, freezer, pantry and the storage room.

Not long after the five friends were indulged in some game, chattering, eating and drinking. Poor Ace got his face doodled on by Marco and Haruta, while Thatch and Izo used the distraction to steal a kiss from each other. When the soups were done, everyone helped Thatch with pouring them into the bowls, before another round of games started.

It wasn’t often Thatch had these all-nighters, but each one almost were the same. His brothers would always come to keep him company. He loved these nights, they were so special to him and it told him just how they loved him.

[misterewrites]

Can you do a spiderverse au with Marco as Miles and Star as Gwen?

Hiya! Sorry I was sick and I thought I could write some stuff no problem but noooo. No I was wrong. Very wrong. So I’m sorry this was late! Also I have not forgotten about the other prompt you sent me. I just had a long year but I haven’t forgot. I will get to it I promise. 

A special note about this. I will not be doing a spiderverse au beyond this. Myself and my good friend @hains-mae have a spiderverse event planned to add to our homecoming au so I don’t want to mix aus and get people confused about that if we ever decide to commit to the homecoming au. I mean honestly I’m perfectly happy to write regular spiderverse drabbles and chats if I’m ever in the mood. So it’s just a heads up but for now, enjoy!

TheNew York City skyline never looked so good as it did in this momentfor its resident webswinger and visiting guest: Buildings brightlylit in the darkness of the night, the harmonic sounds of angrydrivers and cars filling the air as, most importantly, nothing was onfire.

NewYorkers rarely paid attention to matters that did not concern thembut if they were the noisy sort of bunch, they would’ve caughtsight of two figures relaxing on a random rooftop, their laughter atease and joyful.

Butno one noticed or cared really. Everyone in the Big Apple had grownup under the protection of Spider-man and it was a general rule ofthumb to ignore whatever web crawler was up to. While this Spider-manwasn’t the hero they had all known and loved, he proved more thanworthy of the mantle.

Marcosnorted, his cheeks burning despite the chilly night air.

“Seriously?You webbed him to what?!”

Starsnickered, her short hair whipping about in the gentle breeze “Imean we were in the middle of the ocean! What was I supposed to do?Web him to a boat? Sure that’ll make great news: Spider menace websbad guy to getaway vehicle. Jane Joey Jameson already hates me. Idon’t need give her more ammunition.”

Marcorose an eyebrow “So that just a thing for all spider people?Disgruntled newspaper editors screaming at us on a giant televisionscreens?”

“Prettymuch.”

“Okaythen” Marco nodded in acceptance “How are you feeling by the way?Not glitching right? No pain? I have some antacids.”

Starchuckled “Don’t worry safe kid. I’m perfectly fine! Thedimensional watch seems to be keeping me together just great!”

Asif to prove a point, Star pinches herself, yelping in pain beforegiving a cheery smile.

“See?Safe, sound and totally not glitching in pain.”

“Andwhere did you get that watch again?” Marco quizzically stared atthe sleek, sliver band wrapped snugly around Star’s wrist.

“Spider-person.”

“Which?”

Stargave a casual shrug “No idea. Seemed helpful enough. So, no moredistractions!”

Marcogave a nervous chuckle “What? Distractions? Whose distracting? Andfor your information, I am not safe. I live dangerously. I go up todanger and say…”

“Hey?”Star finished with a smirk.

Theblush spread across the embarrassed superhero’s face quickly as hepouted in mock anger.

“Notcool.”

“Notcool” Star continued “is you bringing me up here on ourinterdimension hang out without telling me why we’re here? Somean.”

“Alright,alright” Marco rose his hands in defeat, reaching for the bag thatlay at his side “I thought you might be hungry so I brought…”

Thebag was barely in his grasp when it flew out of his hand with a mutedthwip.

“Impatientare we?”

Starcoughed “Whaaaat? You said I might be hungry. I’m hungry, so sueme!”

“Goodthings come to those who wait” Marco countered, thwipping the bagof tasty treats back into his hand.

“Maaaaarco”she whined “Please, I’m dying! DYING”

Marcorolled his eyes, reaching into the bag and pulling out the carefullywrapped hotdog from within.

“Oooo”Star gratefully took the meal and held it gingerly “What’s sospecial about this hotdog?”

Marcoscoffed “This hotdog is the best hotdog in all of Brooklyn.”

“Youdo know I’m from New York right? I have a Brooklyn too. Wellanother Brooklyn.”

“True”Marco agreed ‘But this isn’t your Brooklyn.”

Stargiggled softly, unwrapping the hotdog and allowing the deliciousaroma fill the air.  

Thetwo smiled brightly towards the other, bumping their meal together ina toast.

“Cheers!”

Thetwo spiders happily ate while comfortable silence settled betweenthem.

“Thisis so good, right Star?”

Marcoturned to the blonde girl only to find her staring at him, her blueeyes soft and content.

“Star?”

Starflushed as Marco cutely tilted his head curiously.

“Youokay?”

Stargave a quick nod, trying to ignore the thundering of her heart.

“Ofcourse. I was just thinking…..”

Starsighed happily, leaning her head against Marco’s shoulder as thetwo gazed across the New York Skyline.

“Thisis nice.”

[sweetcatmintea]

Lemon and Ginger and All That

@hannahs-creations very kindly provided a random four word prompt to make into a drabble. Thanks for the prompt! Sorry it took a hot minute to write <u<;; 

I hope you enjoy this little scene ^u^ Feedback is appreciated!

Prompt:  vitality, manage, fluster and gleefully

Words: 1768

Characters: Marcos, Whitney, Freddy (Briefly), and Mella

          Chaotic didn’t cover the state of the 6pm Café. Freddy’s promotion idea went over so well last fortnight, people were practically lining up to see what they’d do to the menu this time. The apple and elder-flower brew did not disappoint. Perfectly refreshing in the warming days of early spring, with a gentle aroma that transported you to the countryside, apple picking with your gran. Light, crumbly, pastries and tiny finger sandwiches sold almost as quickly as they were prepared. Every time a happy customer left, two more would arrive. That may be a little dramatic. It certainly felt like facing the hydra of the food industry at least. Marcos and Freddy were run off their feet greeting customers, taking orders, brewing tea, selling dry blends, answering questions, transporting food, and trying to squeeze in spot cleans. Uncle Antonio hopped between the register and the kitchen, saving Leroy from the flood of demands.

          What terrible timing for Whitney to have to skip out. Although she complained about it, she lived for the busy days like today. She loved to get lost in the hustle, while still managing to find a sense of order and co-ordinating the boys. Marcos had never seen anyone more determined not to take a sick day. When the first thing Whitney did that morning was bolt to the bathroom to re-evaluate dinner, it was clear there was no avoiding it. Regardless of how it went down, the result was the same. Whitney was stuck at home while the boys played the service edition of the floor is lava. (Or would that be the customers?)

          Marcos’ mind was a blur of orders and customers, but he didn’t let himself lose track of time. As soon as the hour ticked over, he tagged out. Of course, he checked that Freddy and Uncle Antonio could manage without him first. Not wasting a second more of his lunch break, he slipped into the backroom, tore off his uniform, replacing it with a change of clothes he’d prepared earlier, and was gone.

          The walk to their house was made significantly faster by running. Marcos was at the painted off-white door in record time. The plan to catch his breath while he fiddled with his pockets looking for his key met a hitch when he couldn’t locate it. Briefly panicking that he’d left it at the café, Marcos tried to calculate how long it would take to run back to get it, would that take too long? It didn’t fall out while he was running did it?? He’d have to go and find it before someone else did. Should he just risk waking Whitney and asking her to let him in? Ah but she won’t get better if she’s no- wait a minute. There it is. False alarm. Fishing the key out of the depths of its fabric prison, Marcos let himself in as quietly as possible. If he was careful, he should be able to avoid the creaky floorboards.

          “I cab ‘ear ‘ou.”

          Never mind. He followed Whitney’s raspy croak to the living room, still mindful to tread lightly. She was huddled on the couch, cocooned with blankets and half draped over the arm of the chair. Mella, taking the role of mother hen, sprawled over Whitney’s tracksuit clad legs, incubating her just in case folding herself into cotton origami wasn’t enough. Fever was obvious, painted over Whitney’s sweaty face, interrupted occasionally by loose strands of hair. She hadn’t even bothered to tie it back. Even in illness, she was an over-achiever.

          “Were you asleep?” He tired to keep his voice soft despite its gravelly texture. Judging by the way the radio was on, but turned down to its lowest possible volume, she probably had a headache. He wondered briefly if she was resenting her rabbit hearing at the moment.

          Whitney shook her head, waving his worries off. “I was ju- uh- aacho!” Another balled up tissue in the over-stuffed bin. “I was jus’ dyin’g apparendly. No, I was listenig do the mid-day stories. Whab are ‘ou doin’g ‘ere?” Mella whined and wiggled closer to Whitney’s flushed face. She was supposed to be resting!

          Marcos shrugged. “I got you some tea. Give me a second, I’ll make it for you. It’s called, uh, ‘Vitalitea’ and it’s got lemon and ginger and all that. Should hopefully make you feel better.” It couldn’t make her any worse at least. Red eyes and streaming nose, it was almost painful to see her so far from her bubbly self.

          Whitney had always been good at reading people. Just because she was unwell didn’t mean she couldn’t see the crease setting into Marcos’ forehead. He was always so busy worrying about others. The demand he not pity her fell away to the realisation of what he’d said.

          “You cabe back jusd ‘o bake tea?”

          “No. I’ll get you some lunch too.” He wandered off to the kitchen to get started, entirely missing the touched shock he left her in. According to his calculations, he was still on track even after stalling to get into the house. The majority of making food was just waiting for the tea to brew. It took next to no time to make a sandwich or boil water. While the tea was brewing, he grabbed a brush and a hair tie, returning to the sick bunny.

          Seeing her face a tiny bit more flushed made his stomach twist. Was it really okay for her to stay here alone?

          “Can you sit up? I’ll put your hair up since I’m here.”

          Whitney sighed dramatically but wiggled her way to a sitting(ish) position, much to Mella’s disapproval. “Leab me here to die. I’b not lon’g for thid worlb.”

          “Nah, I think we’ll save ya Cottontail. You know Freddy and me’ll be lost without ya at the café.” He chuckled, combing the brush through her long, long, hair. She tried not to think about how his breath tickled her ear, sending tingles down her spine.

          “I tolb ‘ou nod do call be that.” She huffed. Her mock anger easy to see through. It she’d really wanted him to stop, he would have done so immediately. “You’re righbt tho. You do neeb me. Who else can stob Fred’dy frob gleefully bestering beople on dates?”

          “He’s not even here and you’re picking on ‘im?”

          “I’b allobed to. It’s by twind given righbt.”

          “Can’t argue with that.” Marcos’ hands worked quickly, twisting the strands into a roughly uniform braid. Whitney may have preferred a bun, but that just wasn’t in his skill set yet. As he worked, his own auburn curls wiggled loose. The ponytail must’ve come undone on his way over. He probably should just cut the shaggy mane, but he liked the feeling of it brushing his skin.

          Whitney released her arm from the blanket burrito to playfully tug a strand. “You’re kinba a bess. Whab did ‘ou do, rub the whole bay?”

          “Yup.”

          His steady gaze caught her off guard. “Waib, really?” Whitney’s pink cheeks shifted much closer to a shade of red, causing Marcos’ brow to furrow. It didn’t help that she only seemed to heat up more when he pressed his hand to her forehead. She must’ve been really unwell, even her usually pale rabbit ears were tinted rose.

          “Hold on. I think your tea should be ready.” He vanished back into the kitchen, retying his hair as he went.

          The butterflies in Whitney’s brain were certainly just sickness making her dizzy. Nothing else. Mella stared at her. Judgementally. It wasn’t her fault her dumb heart was fluttering. Her pop rock pulse was obviously not her buzzing with giddiness. Of course she didn’t have a crush on Marcos. It didn’t matter how thoughtful he was, or how he made her feel special and appreciated with no ulterior motive. His gentle presence was just a part of him being Marcos. Falling for that would just be… well, it would be… Okay. She couldn’t lie to herself. Frog toes. It wasn’t the plague she’d managed to contract that made her face glow when he touched her. His concerned expression flashed across her mind. The tiny tilt of his scruffy eyebrows, the amber that almost glowed against the dark lines that always seemed to line his eyes, the way he looked at her. Oh dear, she melted into a goopy mess. Stars Above, she had Feelings for the scraggly hare. She had to compose herself. Pondering whether he felt something for her too would have to wait until he was gone. Working herself into a fluster was less than ideal. Upon the realisation, Mella smiled at her, in the way dogs do. If Whitney didn’t know better, she’d think Mella could read her mind. Why was she being so cocky? As if she figured it out first! Whitney’s mental rambling was interrupted by Marcos bringing in her lunch.

          “Here. I put honey in the tea. It’s s’posed to be good for sore throats? Mum used to do that for me, honey and milk I mean. Should help you too.” His ears twitched self-consciously. Sure it was common knowledge that honey was a good soother, but he still felt the need to explain himself. Maybe because Whitney almost always preferred not to sweeten her teas and he hadn’t forgotten that. Whitney smiled, still too pink for his liking, thanked him and took a sip, evaporating his worries.

          “There’s some medicine if you need it, and a bottle of water for later, y’know, so you don’t have to get up again… I’ve gotta head now or I’ll be late back. You gonna be okay?”

          “I’b a big girl, I’ll be okay.” She took another sip. “Than’gs fo’ this. I abbreciate ib.”

          “Not a problem. Just focus on betting better.”

          “Oh byeah, before you go, there’s somb faze wibes in by roob. Take theb with you to geb rib ob the sweat. You brobably smbell.” To make certain she wasn’t being overly sincere, she poked her tongue at him.

          “’course I do. I’m healthy so I can still breathe through my nose.” Marcos grabbed the wipes and darted out of the door before he had to face her faux fury.

          It took a sprint, but he made it back to the café with just enough time to clean up and get re-dressed. He was tired as anything and had forgotten about his own lunch in the process of it all, but still found a spring in his step for the rest of the day. It was nice to think he might’ve made her feel a little better.

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[iwriteficsandtragedies]

*Please read any warnings and/or author’s notes at the top of fics/chapters. NSFW is marked.*

Series

New - Lifelong friends Sergio Ramos and Emilia are just that - friends. Right? [Completed]

Number 20 - Meeting Marco Asensio one night at the Santiago Bernabéu changed your whole life. [ON HIATUS]

Locked Down - part 1, part 2, part 3

The Break Up (Leon Goretzka) - Before You Go, Relapse, Echoes, Invisible String

Victory - post-match victory drabbles/imagines, multiple players. NSFW marked appropriately.

Kink Bingo

One Shots/Imagines - alphabetically by last name

Sergio Aguero

Isco Alarcon

Rafinha Alcantara

Trent Alexander-Arnold

Ethan Ampadu

Marco Asensio

Gareth Bale

Federido Bernardeschi

Roman Burki

Julian Brandt

Dani Carvajal

Dominic Calvert-Lewin

Casemiro

Ben Chilwell

Rúben Dias

Eric Dier

Paulo Gazzaniga

Leon Goretzka

Jack Grealish

Antoine Griezmann

Eden Hazard

Mats Hummels

Daniel James

Sami Khedira

Simon Kjaer

Aleksandar Kolarov

Toni Kroos

Alex Lacazette

Jesse Lingard

Marcos Llorente

Kylian Mbappe

Luka Modric

Mason Mount

Oscar Mingueza

Keylor Navas

Jan Oblak

Sergio Ramos

Sergio Reguilon

James Rodriguez

Marco Rose

Leroy Sane

Luke Shaw

Andre Silva

Santiago Solari

John Stones

Corentin Tolisso

Virgil Van Dijk

Raphael Varane

Kyle Walker

[my-muses-in-op]

M!A For as many asks mun wants, the muses of their choice are the opposite gender.

Okay, so this I’m going to change a little. The effect will last for 2 weeks, so it’ll end September 4th 2019. The people I’ve chosen are: Ann, Izo, Marco and Sheila. Here a little drabble about how they react and how people react around them. They are in the same limbo universe here, but willbe in their own universe with every ask. Meaning femMarco will not be in the same universe as femIzo or MaleSheila or MaleAnn and reverse.

So hit them with questions or comments. You got two weeks. Have fun~

Horrified yells can be heard all over the Moby Dick this morning. The crew looked around, tried for find out who screamed and why, but nothing really seemed to happen after the yells. Shrugging it off, they went on with their morning routine.

In the mess hall, people were having their breakfast, when suddenly a young man entered the room, First all mistook said person for Ace, just with slight longer hair and a shirt on for some reason, but then they realized it wasn’t the commander. He was walking behind the other male, snickering. All stared at the male, who looked like he was going to murder anyone who dared to laugh - except for Ace.

“Uhm, who’s this?” Haruta looked at the stranger, who seemed familiar to him. Ace burst into laughter and the male smacked Ace for this, before turning to Haruta. “If you laugh, I’ll make you regret.” The male sounded deadly serious, but Haruta didn’t get why he should laugh.

“Can’t ... you ... recognize ... my ... s-s-s-sister?” Ace managed to say between laughter, makign Haruta stare at the male. He couldn’t help it. Seeing Ann as male was just hilarious, but he did not laugh, though he couldn’t help the tugging on his lips. Ann glared and walked to her place, glaring at everyone.

Haruta looked at Ace. “That’s so weird. For a moment she was you. What are we going to call her?” Ace snickered. “Just call her Ann or she’ll explode.” With that he too went to his seat, sitting next to Ann, playfully teasing her.

Breakfast continued, though people did stare at Ann from time to time. They stopped doing that, when Marco walked in. Everyone who had something in their mouth were choking on it. Because Marco wasn’t Marco. He was a she now. The first division commander had the same deadly glare on his face as Ann, as he went to get his breakfast. Ace snickered, earning a cold glare, but the freckled male couldn’t help it. “Look Ann. Seems you’re not the only one ... holy fuck.”

Ace’s jaws dropped, as Izo walked in. The cross dresser normally looked feminie and gorgeous, but he was definitely a female now or did he wear a stuffed bra? Because he had curves, but the more you looked at him, the more you realized he was a female.

Marco turned to look at his fellow commander and his jaw dropped too. Ann rose from her seat, grabbed the hand of Marco and then Izo, before anyone could say or do something. “Seems we all got hit by the same weird magic. We should brief ... SHEILA?” Ann saw the other leaning against the wall, but the woman was definitely a man now. “Shall we?” Her voice was deeper than normal, but her calm and coldness was still present.

Marco sighed and nodded. “This is going to be a mess, yoi.” His voice also changed, though the tone hadn’t. Izo nodded, not daring to speak. Ann thought it might be due to the fact that Izo had a really dee voice as a man and now he probably didn’t have the same dark voice, which had so many effects on people.

Together they went to Whitebeard, to tell him what was going on. The old man laughed, seeing how his two daughters had turned into males and his two sons into females. He found this very amusing and throughout the day, the four of them was met with more laughter and snickering. However, it never lasted long, due to their reputation in punishing people.

Only Ace seemed to avoid the wrath of them all.