#cathiief

[idiotaggression]

It is her day of birth and she is waiting to be acknowledged, husband. Until then, she sits and waits with a p o u t.

"You could just come lie down if you want my attention that badly." He doesn't open his eye for a few moments, waiting until Nami huffs quietly at him before he rolls to his feet and takes the three steps required to reach the navigator.

Smirks just slightly at the way she pretends to ignore him – right up until his slides a hand in her hair and tugs lightly until she tilts back to look up at him.

"Got twenty four hours before I start complaining about you ordering me around again so make it count."

[diisccvery]

➔ you fucking idiot , you weren't supposed to take the hit for me. - Usopp, she means it with love ♥️

"And get pummeled by Zoro, Sanji and Luffy!? As if!"

He spats, blood dripping from mouth and nose as he kept pushing her behind him. His arms trembled, legs barely able to keep himself up front and yet determined to be her shield.

Nothing would get past him, no one would dare survive attempting it.

"Just shut up! Shut up..and..trust me."

Carefully holding her wrist he gives it a squeeze, a shaky smile brimming with broken teeth flashes with confidence at full display towards her.

"I'll protect you."

[diisccvery]

“You keep pretending everything’s balanced. When are you going to admit you’re choosing them over yourself?” Vivi

"And what else am I supposed to do? They're looking to me to guide them to a better future!" Her voice trembles, hands slamming down on the vanity mirror in front of her as messy locks fall down her face.

"They lost everything protecting my father, protecting our legacy. Even when things were bleak and there was nothing left they never gave up hope that we would make things right. Despite the rumors, the curses and my father's protestors they.."

The lives lost, all those sacrifices? How was she supposed to not throw herself with everything she had?

"I owe this to them. This isn't even scratching the surface of everything I need to repay them for."

[diisccvery]

“how much skin is too much skin to show on our date tonight?” Ace c:

"Hmm... let's see."

Taking a quick look at the woman he hums, slowly walking around her as he held a hand to his chin with an exaggerated expression.

"I'd say.."

Reaching towards the pirate he smirks, pulling her by the waist to press her against him.

"I ain't no one to tell ya what to wear or what not to wear, but in my humble consideration? A napkin would look amazing on you."

[diisccvery]

@cathiief continued

Oh how her voice feeds his ever swelling ego, chuckling as he chewed on the blessed fruit before looking up at the cloudy sky. The breeze playing with his hair as the sun kissed his skin, causing the pirate's freckles to pepper his face and arms more vividly.

"I was a pretty shitty kid, I always got into trouble one way or another. A complete mess.."

A monster child.

Picking fights with everything and everyone that had the misfortune of ticking the brat off. Anyone with enough decency to not judge a lonely child's rage with the world.

"The woman that took care of me, Dadan..man could she come up with some crazy punishments and lessons for me, but I kept being a rascal regardless.

Then, one day she made me rub her feet." He laughs, throwing his head back at the memory.

"Went straight for like, a good solid couple of days before I misbehaved again."

And when he started acting out again, she made him rub her feet again.

Every time he did something that got him into trouble, she would drag him back to her house and have him give her a massage.

"Eventually that also lost its effect but, she still made me do it. Kind of like an unspoken deal that she didn't care what I did as long as I gave her a massage after."

[diisccvery]

“I dare you.” Ace

"You call this a dare? If you think so I might actually feel insulted." Walking closer towards the bar he props his hat on her head, arms crossed behind his back as the drink slowly poured within the vessel in front him.

Liquid bubbling as it settled, sunset yellow with foamy sea just rising to the top.

Cracking his neck from side to side leans forward, mouth wrapping around the cold glass before lifting it off the table, head thrown back as bitter sweet shoots down his throat with a simple gulp.

Easy peasy.

Wiping his mouth and chin the pirate smirks, raising the empty glass towards her in defiance.

"Do you have a real challenge?"

[diisccvery]

@cathiief continued

Her form melts into his, arms holding her against him as he too takes solace into the crook of her neck.

The sweet scent of fruit and expensive perfume being burnt into his mind. A memory he'd use to keep himself inspired when long cold lonely nights become too much to bear. Calloused palms rest along her hips, the beds of his fingers selfishly thriving in the softness of her skin.

His lips trail familiar territory, daring to brush the string of her top to fall off her shoulder for more access.

"Never said I wasn't." He mutters into her skin, moving back to center her upon his lap, guiding her legs to straddle him as he takes in the view that was somehow blessed upon him.

"And you never said you didn't like it."

[diisccvery]

🤕 for our characters to trace one another's scars - Ace

His arms wrapped around her bare chest, kissing the nape of her neck as his lips trailed to the back of her shoulder. The healing skin protruding from dark navy ink, treated with the utmost care as the gun man continued to devour every inch presented to him.

He recognized the mark from Jimbei's stories.

He knew vaguely what it meant, or at least could assume part of the story based on previous interactions with those that had once been slaves to another.

Yet he never asked, never faltered on it too much. Just like she didn't ask questions about his own tattoo, they never pried into the personal matters of the other.

It wasn't important, and if they ever did become involve, it be upon clear invitation that they had earned such trusts.

Their positions switched, adorning the princess back into white sheets and messy pillows. His travels take him through supple mountains of gold before continuing down her stomach.

He was just getting started.