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Jian Yi: All due respect, I love you.
He Tian: Don’t you dare say what you’re about to say.
Jian Yi: You know you’re not my type.
He Tian: You’re not my type either. Bitch.
Jian Yi: How the fuck am I not your type?
He Tian: Beacuse I like them a little more rugged than you.
Jian Yi: I’m rugged!
He Tian: You’re not really rugged.
Jian Yi: I’m so rugged!
He Tian: You’re not rugged.
Jian Yi: Look, I’m very rugged.
He Tian: Look at you
Jian Yi: …
He Tian: You’re not rugged.
Jian Yi: How am I not rugged? Why, beacuse I’m not wearing a fucking flannel in 80 degree weather, you stupid, dumb idiot.
He Tian: Yeah, but look at you now. You’re too angry too, you fly off the handle I don’t like that.(Irony cause of Mo)
Jian Yi: *Deep voice* That’s a very rugged thing to do.
He Tian: No, it’s not. *Laughs*
Jian Yi: *Deep voice* This not rugged for ya.
He Tian: You don’t even want me.
Jian Yi: I don’t want you.
He Tian: So why do you need me to—
Jian Yi: —But I want you to want me.
Both: 🎶 I want you to want me. I need you to need me. 🎶
Happy Birthday you big dork.
Based on this and this
For @my-name-is-apollo and @aimee-maroux and @mythowlw
I gave up on the wheels, i know you can tell
Does Ruby appreciate Gold now as his big brother?
he does but at the same time.... some things will never change
justm3h: So have you ever done a fic where Ace finds Sabo first instead of the other way around? It’s usually Sabo finding Ace and then things happen.
Me: Well, I mean. Wish By Spirit, yeah? Like, it’s always gonna go down the same with Ace.
Well, but I suppose–
What about a scene where Ace catches that flash of blue out of the corner of his eye and turns, already regretting the impulse but he’s still not quite over it, only this time, it’s actually what he thought it was and what??? So he follows that top hat around town a few hours, comes to the conclusion that it really may be Sabo, but how? Why??? HOW???
And then some guys drag Sabo into a dark alley, making threatening gestures, and Ace promptly nopes so hard that the next thing he knows, his knuckles hurt, he’s throwing heat like burning, and the guys are on the ground in front of him while could-maybe-be Sabo is safe behind him.
And maybe-Sabo stands up, sighs, brushes off his hat, all, “was that really necessary? I mean, thank you, I suppose,” only he makes it sound all aggressive. Ace blinks, “what?” “Do you know how much being obvious it took to get them to notice me? You’ve just wrecked hours of hard work that I spent luring them into attacking me. Still, I suppose you meant well.” “Uh….” then Sabo squints at him, all, “you seem familiar, have we met before?” “You–don’t remember me?” “Hmmm…oh! Fire Fist Ace! Yes, I’ve seen your posters!” and Ace’s hopes quietly crumble in the background.
So Ace looks at this stranger who probably isn’t his dead brother and finds himself suddenly desperate to not let him walk off. “Sorry,” he says, because you always apologize first to Sabo, especially if you don’t mean it. “Uh, let me buy you lunch? As an apology?”
So they go get ramen and Sabo is very suspicious and on his best polite behavior, but this guy is familiar and comfortable and eats more than he does, which, really? But it means he doesn’t have to use table manners either, which is good because there’s a pounding behind his eyes that sounds like family and is making it hard to concentrate. Then Ace grabs the last bit of something or other and Sabo doesn’t think, just reaches out to bop his hand to make him drop it, but Ace sees it coming because that dish was always Sabo’s favorite and twists his wrist away, so likely-Sabo reaches in to grab the wrist and pulls the hand towards his own bowl and it’s a familiar dance they’ve done so often that neither even register the quick casual violence of it until some poor waiter says, “uh, sirs?” and they both snap, “not now, Luffy,” and then Ace huffs and gives up and lets his head fall to the table in quiet laughter and he’s absolutely not crying when definitely Sabo makes his victory noise and obnoxiously chomps down on his spoils.
Sabo squints at him, “you okay?” “Me? I ain’t the dead one here, geez.” “Dead? I’ve never been…” “How’d you get the scar, Sabo?” “How’d you know–” “How much of you is covered in scar? Cause that’s what happens when your boat explodes, isn’t it?” “…what–my boat–” “how much of you is missing, Sabo?” “I–none of me, nothing’s missing…” “I am!” “Ace, what are you–Ace…”
Idk I guess they eat and run and then Sabo bullies Ace into helping fix the mission? Then typical sibling shenanigans some more and nothing hurts ever.
Yeah thats right enjoy the view
Come fag i know you want to sniff my boots