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dooodles 🔥

#one piece #portgas d ace #marco the phoenix #marace #one piece fanart #ace #whitebeard pirates #marco one piece #marco x ace

when Marco was in that phase of being in denial about his feelings for Ace. So, he kept hooking up with hot headed, freckled, black haired guys to cope.

#portgas d ace #marco the phoenix #marace #marco x ace #whitebeard pirates #marace headcanons #op headcanons

ocevaria

smoked before his licence photo so he looks normal when pulled over

#ahahaha #portgas d ace #one piece #one piece ace #ace op

Darling you don’t have to walk fast but you do have to treat the sidewalk like a three lane highway

#walk as slow as you need to #but god help you #if you stop to check your phone at the top of the staircase #pull over #anorstuff #asks

bumbleboa

It's been a while, have a Nami and Vivi.

#I love this style #one piece #cat burglar nami #nefertari vivi #one piece fanart #nami

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Marco’s blood made the arrow slippery. The sea stone tip made his fingers weak. Repeatedly, frantically, he tried to pull it out. All his failed attempts managed to do was tear his flesh further.

His phoenix was long gone. It’d snapped away into smoke the moment he’d been hit— shot right out of the sky from top speed. The first arrow to make its mark had struck through his throat. The next six looked like spines sticking out of his shoulder. Marco couldn’t speak. He lay curled on his side upon a sand bar. The shallow salt water soaked into his clothes and mixed with his blood.

He tried to rasp through his bloody teeth but nothing he said was intelligible. He tried again, angrier, “Teach…”

Teach laughed. His boots kicked through the water with each enthusiastic step. “Pray for him, Marcos.” The traitor said, exaggerating the accent in his name like Thatch used to do when he was feeling affectionate.

“Teach…” He gurgled through his own blood, “I’m going… to kill you.” Marco couldn’t see him. Even as he craned his neck to watch, Teach’s dark energy blurred his vision until Marco was blinking away tears and screwing his eyes shut. Somehow, his migraine burned.

Ace had gone quiet. The last thing Marco could make out in the swirling cloud of darkness was Ace’s head hung limp between his shoulders. Teach held a large, commanding hand over the nape of his neck and forced the liquid darkness back into him.