SaboAce Week 2019

A full week for the rare pair SaboAce! Let's spread the love of these two!  Images done by the talented @ezaria-umiko-art

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I noticed that if you search Tumblr for the tag then there aren't any entries but if you go into the actual tag url then there are three or four entries. I'm not sure how to differentiate between the two on mobile but they're separate urls on a browser

Thank you for bringing this to the attention of the mun. I’ve checked the other way and hopefully found them. 

-R

[cheswirls]

it’s your extension (let me extend) 6/6

sabo climbs into the backseat, and shanks squints at him from the rearview mirror.

“isn’t that ace’s?” he asks, gesturing to the cord wrapped around sabo’s wrist.

he looks down at it, humming. “i’m just holding onto it.”

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[cheswirls]

it’s your extension (let me extend) 5/6

ace runs.

he runs as fast as he can. overhead, the comet soars, moving a million miles faster than he is.

he meets kidd at the factory. the powerplant. the entire village’s electrical grid. comes to a stop, slamming into the chainlink, still panting, when he rolls up on his motorbike.

“he says sorry about your bike,” ace calls. kidd cuts the engine.

“who says?”

“i do!” ace corrects.

kidd throws his duffel to the ground, takes out a pair of heavy-duty pliers. “you’re sure about this, ace?” he questions, one last time, a hard glint in his eyes. “that thing’s really coming down?” he points to the comet with the tool.

ace nods fervently. “saw it myself,” he swears.

kidd cackles. “you did, huh? alright, fine.” he steps forward, positions the pliers around the chain lock. “get ready!” he clips it and it falls to the ground, slack. “this means we’re criminals now!”

“you still have to convince your dad!” kidd calls back, loud over the bike’s engine. ace tightens his grip, nodding.

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[cheswirls]

it’s your extension (let me extend) 4/6

he has the old ramen chef take him back out to fuusha. or, to an area of the corvo mountains east of it. the sky is overcast, the sun barely rising, and the man is obviously not happy about driving all the way out to his birth town yet again. but he couldn’t deny sabo’s money.

sabo drums out a rhythm on his thigh, looking at his phone, at a spot where he suspected the shrine to be. he’d only been out there once. and there were higher mountains. but he didn’t think any plateau’d out like this one had, and sabo was fair with his geography. 

he had to trust his gut, too, in this case.

the chef takes him past the winding road leading through the wreckage of the twin lakes. past the first of the torii gates outside the village. past some of the lower mountain paths that he definitely remembered from his spontaneous mountain hike one early summer morning.

there’s thunder rumbling, when they reach sabo’s stop. he pulls his jacket tighter. it was rainy season, after all.

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[cheswirls]

it’s your extension (let me extend) 3/6

sabo wakes with a start, tears in his eyes.

he sets up in bed, touches his wet face. 

he touches the bandage on his cheek instead, and winces at the contact.

in the corner, his phone goes off. he stumbles up to check on it, shivering as his feet hit the cold flooring.

he has a text from robin. almost there, it reads. his eyes furrow. almost . . almost where?

“what did you do this time,” he mumbles under his breath, tossing the phone on his bed in favor of slipping a worn notebook from his desk. he flips it to the last entry.

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[cheswirls]

it’s your extension (let me extend) 2/6

sabo wakes with a start, finds himself on the floor, and groans. 

luffy opens the door, eyes already narrowed in annoyance, to find his brother lying in bed with the sheets tangled in his legs and his hands on his face, elbows over his head. sabo groans again, loudly, and luffy silently closes the door without a word, only shaking his head.

the night before, sabo had read ace’s newest note in his sketchbook, mourning the loss of the page and only slightly mystified by the declaration at the end.

and then he woke up in ace’s body again.

he wasn’t that dense. he could figure it out now.

he had twenty-four hours to spend as ace portgas.

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[cheswirls]

it’s your extension (let me extend) 1/6

[ small preface: this is one giant 30k oneshot. its meant to be read as a oneshot, especially with the formatting. ive divided it up for sa week bc i think it fits all the themes collectively, but on day 7, ill post it all together as a oneshot. probably definitely on another platform, ill link it here, though. each piece is around 5k words, and i cant promise each one will fit the day’s themes exactly. collectively, all the themes are in here somewhere. it’s not gonna align perfectly. 

with that all out of the way, i hope you enjoy! ive been working on this for a little over a month, now. if you recognize the au it is, you won’t notice many changes, but i like how it came out anyway. if you don’t recognize it, get ready for a ride.

also thanks to @saboace-week​ for hosting ! ]

he reminds ace of his mother.

light, blond hair hanging just past his nape; piercing eyes that hold an array of emotions, none of them harsh; fair, fair skin, and if he squints he can envision a smattering of freckles dusted onto his cheeks, not unlike his own. he cards a hand through the hair; his eyes narrow. 

he can see her.

the scar catches him off-guard. it’s not noticeable until he parts the hair a little, but then there it is, stark as day, red ragged lines breaking up the pale skin. it’s not until he takes off the old sweatshirt functioning as a pajama top that he realizes the extent of the damage.

the red ran all down his left side. cutting into his shoulder, up his neck; circling around his ribs, and he turns to see it nearly to his spine on his back; down to his thighs, to his knees, just barely on the border of red on his calves; his arm is littered with white scars and red burn marks, and he finds himself growing curious. whatever it was from, it was Big. 

it was intentional.

ace blinks and the movement echoes in the mirror, blue eyes gazing back at him. and he blanches, finally waking, finally realizing no, this was not normal, this was actually happening he brings both pale hands up to his face, tries to hide his eyes. his breath stutters.

a shrill alarm sounds and he jumps, spinning around to find a discarded phone on the bed going off. he moves over to it and it reads koala on the id and he panics and taps ‘ignore’ and lets his heart calm down.

the alarm goes off again and he jumps again and picks up the phone, almost ready to turn it off, when he finds its an actual alarm going off. ‘you’re late at this point’, it reads. ‘good luck’, it reads. 

ace turns it off and takes a seat on the bed, head falling into his hands. stringy blond locks fall around him. 

what the fuck. this isn’t what he wished for. he wanted-

and he sits up, sudden, limbs jerking in protest. he climbs the rest of the way onto the bed, towards the small window in the corner, and pulls a blind open, peering out.

a view of goa greets him. traffic, towers, teems of people absolutely everywhere.

ace slowly closes the blind, turns around, and sinks back onto the bed. he takes a deep breath, in and out. 

“THIS ISN’T WHAT I MEANT!” he shouts from the top of his lungs. when he said he wanted to live in the city, to be in the city-

when he wished he were reincarnated as-

“am i dead?” he breathes. only the quiet answers him back.

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[saboace-week]

Hello everyone,

It’s been brought to my attention that the tagging for the SaboAceWeek2019P2 hasn’t been working. 

In fact, whenever the tag is checked nothing comes up, so in an effort to make sure nothing is missed, if you created something please contact the blog through PM with a link of your work and your stuff will be seen soon.

Apologies for this slight hiccup. 

-R

[majoraop]

@saboace-week: Ace and Sabo as they appear in my old OP BigBang fanfic “Waves” (linked in the source). I’ve had sketches of them sitting around for years, so I finally went and finished this illustration. They’re to be intended as brothers here, and this is for the “Free day” prompt.  ^^

[saboace-week]

SaboAce-Week 2019 P2

The results are in! For those who voted thank you very much! It’s time for the second half of the third year for our rare pair week!

There are just a few things to know:

Dates: October 27th - November 2nd

Late/early entries are also accepted, of course, as long as you make something it will be reblogged to the blog.  

Days/ Prompts

Day 1: Bitter/ Sweet

Day 2: Ancient/ Modern

Day 3: Drunk/ Sober

Day 4: Adventurous / Cautious

Day 5: Summer/ Winter

Day 6:  Hello/ Goodbye

Day 7: Free day

Accepted work

Everything. Just everything and anything.

Including but not limited to: Art, fanfiction, manga, gifs, graphics, AMVs, cosplay, or even just a list of stuff you like about them! If you made it for the week, it’s going on here.  

Tagging

To show off your stuff please make sure to tag all your work with #SaboAceWeek2019P2 and with a @Saboace-week just so I can find it faster.  

Also please make sure to put all the necessary warnings, preferably at the beginning of the work but in the tags is fine as well so everyone can have a good time.  

If you see something that you think was not tagged correctly on the blog please don’t hesitate to contact the mun and have it corrected ASAP.

If you have any questions don’t hesitate to ask!

Let’s make this a fun event!

[saboace-week]

Hello everyone,

It was brought to the mun’s attention that one of the options for the dates clashes with another event that will be going on on October 13th to October 19th. 

To free the week up for them, this option will now be removed from the survey and will not be possible for SaboAce Week dates. 

Apologies to everyone for the inconvenience but thank you for understanding.

  -R

[saboace-week]

acespadelovers replied to your post “Prompt Survey 2019 Part 2”

Prompt card?! Is that a prompt card event?! I would like to write tons of SabAce!

I’m not too sure what prompt card events are?

 This event does welcome writing if that’s what you wish to do! Basically, once the survey is closed the top 7 prompts are posted on a different Post, each assigned a day and date. You create stuff based on the prompt of the day. It’s a week-long event so each day will have a new prompt.

I hope this helped.

-R

[saboace-week]

Prompt Survey 2019 Part 2

Hey, guys, it’s 2019 is almost over. As promised the event will now be twice a year, with the second half being in the tail ends of the year.

Now to make the event more enjoyable, I have put together a little survey for dates and prompts that work for everyone.

Please go fill it out here:

https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLSe1S84yGpe0pyEqu-qLQqmvAtzLwKAXF2xBqy6gR5eYairpew/viewform

Please only do it once!

Results will be posted soon on September 17th. 

[majoraop]

Edits of a couple of official artworks for the free day of the current event @saboace-week. These give off a summer vibe rather than a spring one, but still.  :P

[asktheorcas-luffyace]

Day 7: Free day

@saboace-week

Shadowhunters AU 

“Let them hear you. You always have such a lovely voice.”

Night had descended upon them, but that was never a deterrent for the lively city. Ace felt his cheeks burn from embarrassment, yet washed away instantly by the bliss Sabo brought him. The music of live bands performing as they paraded down the street below drowned him out anyway, he conceded. Ace was never one to raise his voice, always more quiet during sex. He was never quite so brave either, but Sabo had brought all kinds of new and exciting experiences into his life. He couldn’t say how he felt about this one though, left on display for the whole world to see. It was not uncommon for their city, but Ace never thought he would participate. There he was, bent over the railing of a second-story balcony while the city that he was sworn to protect partied below in endless streams of color, decorations, and beads. Greens, purples, yellows and the like flashed around with the stench of alcohol high in the air. The crowds of downworlders and mundanes mingled together were his unwitting audience after Sabo coerced him to the balcony and dropped his shorts to his ankles. Ace had never been so aroused and scared in his entire life.

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[majoraop]

RIPPLES

(Tides side stories) 2. Recollection That morning, Ace woke up with a strange feeling. Yawning, he stretched and looked around, his vision still blurry. Given the amount of light filtering from the window it probably was just past dawn. Ace laid back on his bed and tried to remember his dream; besides, it was still too early for his daily training session… Training! Ace remembered now: he’d been dreaming about when he had accepted to train Sabo… So many years had passed since then! Ace’s first impression of him had been of a weak and annoying brat, but later he discovered that Sabo was from a Goa noble family: that explained why Sabo hadn’t been able to take care of himself at first even if he was more knowledgeable than him. And brassier. Sabo didn’t give a shit about etiquette and other nobles’ nonsense, and Ace wondered if he still despised his origins or if he had come to terms with them. Ace had never really hated his own father despite the rude way he talked about him, so he didn’t know how his brother felt in that regard either: he just recalled that Sabo resented his family. They were similar in some respects, but Sabo’s thoughts had always been hard to read… Over the years, Ace had come to the conclusion that Sabo (or at least, the Sabo he remembered) was like an extreme version of himself—especially when it came to anger. Unlike his own sudden but short-timed outbursts, Sabo’s wrath was colder and definitely more dangerous. Usually though, Sabo’s role had been the “calm brother” one in charge of stopping him whenever blood rushed to his head. And in the end, Sabo had sacrificed himself for his and Luffy’s sake. Ace had never forgotten the letter Sabo had sent to him. “Protect Luffy for me too,” Sabo had asked him, and Ace had sworn to himself to fulfill his wish. In his last moments, after saying goodbye to Luffy, his very last thoughts had been for Sabo. Feeling his life burning out, Ace had wondered if Sabo would consider him a good older brother, and then everything had gone black. He hadn’t really died though, and soon he would be able to see his brothers again. “Our bond is my greatest treasure” Sabo had also written in his letter, and Ace shared the same sentiment. Smiling, he got out of bed, made for the window, and then opened it to let the sun come in. (Part 1 | Part 3 | Part 4)

Written for the “Dreams” prompt for the current event @saboace-week. Canon/platonic relationship, Ace dreams about his first meeting with Sabo and recalls memories from his childhood: this part is maybe closer to a character study than to an actual story, but I hope you enjoyed it anyway! This is the second part of a collection of one shots that also work as side stories of "Tides”, my OP Big Bang fanfic. I won’t publish these one shots in their chronological order, but following the prompts order. Then, in the future I’m going to collect all of them in a single file and publish it too.

[novicecomics]

@saboace-week Day 7: Free Legend

There’s a myth as old as time of a great and terrible dragon who terrorized villages and travelers in the southern mountains. One year, not long ago, he vanished. It was said a king had slain him but it cost him the life of his first born son. The story, however, maybe rewritten with new facts if you dare to venture up the highest peak and learn of the prince’s fate for yourself…