"𝕄𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕡𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕝𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕓𝕣𝕦𝕚𝕤𝕖!"
Misanthropy - a Generalised dislike, distrust, disgust, dis-contempt or hatred of the human species, human nature or society.
Reader can either be seen as a human, with a dislike to their own species OR another species (Fishmen, minks etc etc) It's left unspecified for this reason.
Can be seen as Romantic or Platonic up to interpetation
Characters included: Marco the Phoenix, Thatch, Izou, Ace, Haruta is mentioned/Has a quote or two but doesn't have a distinct reaction, Pops is also mentioned
The reader is an enemy at first, and a fight happens.
Warning: OOC? But besides from that i'm unsure if there is any, possible/likely grammar. I've not written in a while, but wanted to do this.
Marco had been the one to fight you in the first place, his wings soaring as the two of you tumbled towards the main decks of the Moby Dick. A grin spread across his face, his talon pinning you down by the Shoulder.
"You're pretty good Yoi!" Marco exclaimed, leaning down slightly he had de-transformed by now Well besides from his foot. He was careful not to pinch them to much with his claws.
Marco's head tilted though catching the Glimpse on their face, disgust mixed with something like fear? Perhaps something else he couldn't quite tell.
Their fingers quickly grabbed at his ankle pulling him forward, and within seconds their teeth wrapped around the talon that kept them pinned.
He couldn't help but wonder if they was an idiot; Surely they had seen when Marco transformed into a phoenix, that he healed from these things-were they not afraid he'd burn her.
His eyebrow twitched as he heard Haruta and Thatch snorting in the background, trying but failing to hide their snickering.
Lifting his foot from their grasp
"You must be really desperate to do that Yoi"
Hesitating for a moment, he offered a hand to them ready to help them up.
"We can talk about this Yoi, You don't need to go biting or hurting people"
They glanced up at him, their eyebrows furrowing. Marco couldn't help but think of the many of individuals that had joined the crew. Children who had lost homes, Comrades who thought they had nothing left.
They got up, pushing themselves forward deliberately ignoring his help.
"....(Name)...Just (Name)...No thanks i don't do touch"
Marco couldn't help but sigh internally, he knew Pops was already thinking of keeping this one if they'd let him.
4th division commander; Thatch
"Ha-Did they just bite Marco?" Thatch bit his lip, his shoulders shaking as he was doing his best not to laugh, though failed miserably.
"Pft-Seriously, Look at Marco's face!"
His shoulders shook as he was doing his best not to laugh, his face turning red as his chest began to hurt from holding in his breath for so long. Izou turned, his eyebrows furrowing before lightly smacking Thatch over the chest.
"I'm sorry--Just, His face!"
Was this the craziest thing to happen yet? No, not even close BUT it made him laugh and that was all Thatch cared about!
This crew was chaotic afterall, everyone here had a past of some kind no matter how small. Thatch really didn't care, besides he knew Marco could hold his own! So perhaps that's why he found the situation funny.
Crouching down in front of them, Thatch made sure to have a little distance in order to ensure they didn't feel threatened.
"Now i was bored until now! I've been waiting for something to happen all day! I'm Thatch the fourth division commander, and the greatest cook in the world! You want food you call me!"
He chuckled at his own self confidence, his posture gleaming of fun and the leftover Buzz of everything.
16th division commander; Izou
His painted lips, pulled turning into a tight line. Izou sighed, a hand to his face. He was unsure, how everything had happened so fast, first they where the enemy that Marco had captured and Pinned and then the next moment?
A smile was almost bought to the man's face, as he tried to hide the humour he felt from it, Marco could regenerate after all and well you don't become the first division pirate without at least having a few tricks up your sleeves.
Though his eyes flashed with uncertainty as he watched Ace stiffen, he knew what that man was like afterall.
His mahogany coloured eyes narrowed ever so slightly, watching as Ace stepped forward. Izou hand gripped Ace's wrist tightly, pulling at his skin.
"That's enough!" Izou hissed through gritted teeth, scowling as the crimson of his lips thinned slightly. An...Ungraceful expression yes, but one needed.
Marco could regenerate, but other members of the ship couldn't, so it would be best to leave it in Marco's hand.
"Let Marco deal with it Ace, things happen you can't control"
Izou fingers loosened, before glancing back, everyone know had left and Marco? Marco was laughing, Not a loud, boisterous one like Pops...More gentle, as if trying to understand something.
"You're an interesting one that's for sure" Izou spoke gently, at Marco's side. He crouched, in front of them. "Not many people are br-"
A look of disgust was in their eyes, present and pure like a flame that had just been fed gasoline. Perhaps they where afraid of men? It would make sense why they bit Marco...But something didn't seem quite right.
Sighing Izou stood up slowly, watching how their expression's changed.
Pops is going to love them.
"Fire Fist" Portgas D Ace
Ace prides himself in trying to see from others perspective, sure he was a hot head but at least he was an empathetic one? Or well he tried to be.
However family first, he reacts on pure instinct and with Ace? that's always explosive, blazing through things like normal.
"Hey! You have a lot of nerve-" Grabbing them by their shirt, a fistful of fabric clenching around his fingers. Who in there right hand would bite someone?
"Ace! that's enough!" Izou scolded, quickly pulling him off of (Name), Ace head snapped around. Why was Izou so calm? They just bit one of their crewmates.
He's about to snap back, his head turning towards them before stopping.
In that one moment, he saw Sabo, When Ace first met him. How Sabo was just another version of him angry, and the person in front of them? All he could see was Sabo face.
Ace watched from the sides (Izou and Thatch thought it would be best to separate him for the moment, they all knew what he was like) He leaned against the walls of the deck, the cool sensation pricking into his hot skin.
He had been unable to take his eyes off of them, this (Name).
perhaps it was due to that one image of Sabo, that he couldn't help but feel conflicted.
Or was it the fact they where too much like Ace when he was younger? No...that didn't seem right, Ace was angry they where...distant.
"ARGH! God damn it, why can't i stop thinking about this" Haruta glanced at Ace, as Ace squatted, his arms resting on his knees. The jester themed Brunette grinned down at his crewmate.
"I have NEVER seen you think about something so much-Are you in love or something?"
Ace head snapped quickly at Haruta teasing, sure it was something he was used to but not like this! Ace stood up quickly, towering over him.
"I'm sorry? We don't even know if they're staying-And they bit Marco!"
"Because they're an enemy and was fighting us!"
Haruta raised an eyebrow, finding Ace an hypocrite. "You tried to kill Pops when you first came remember? Besides...Half of the members here have done something they regret, are you seriously going to hold it on them?"
Ace was quiet, slightly stunned. He wasn't used to Haruta being well seriously, he was a Joker. He always thought it be Izou or Vista to call him out on it.
Glancing back at (Name), he watched how they seemed to push themselves backwards, almost as if they where trying to disappear.
"Hey" Ace started, walking towards them. They glanced at Ace, their lips pulling down slightly.
That was it, they ignored Ace walking past him.
