for new years, may i offer you the funniest possible misunderstanding i had Roger make (he's in the afterlife)
"With each new arrival, Roger squeezed more and more information about his son’s exploits. He heard about him joining Whitebeard’s crew (he would have preferred if the boy had continued to captain his own crew, but perhaps he needed to grow into it; Whitebeard was a solid choice for a starter crew) and about him becoming the Second Division Commander. He heard about Ace meeting up with his younger brother (at least he knew then that Rouge had been fine, that she managed to move on and find love in someone else after his death) and him tracking down a traitor from his crew."
"Ace’s brother was called Monkey D. Luffy, Roger had found.
…He supposed he did set up Garp and Rouge together, but still. They hadn’t needed to go quite that far."
ROGER THINKS ROUGE MADE IT OUT ALIVE AND HAD LUFFY WITH GARP WHICH IS HOW HE AND ACE WERE BROTHERS
been considering the idea of Roger/Rouge/Garp today
Roger/Garp as the decades-long rivals. When Roger disbanded his crew with no warning, of course Garp would try to seek him out, see what was going on
And he finds Roger sequestered on a small island in the South Blue, completely preoccupied with this pretty blonde
Of course, that'll end up in Garp's pride getting bruised, but like the uncommunicative asshole he is, there would be far more fighting than talking involved
Meanwhile Rouge's just chilling with a drink, watching the drama like her own personal telenovela
It all comes to a head, I think, when Roger blurts out that he was going to come back, that he was going to return to Garp, but only so that he could lead Roger to his execution
Because, surprise! Roger is dying. He had been dying, for years now. And he had never said a word about it to Garp
Gosh, that had to smart, didn't it? The one person Garp considered his equal in strength, his rival, and yet Roger didn't see him as anything more than enemy, did he?
Stubborn as he is, Garp would stick around like the world's most awkward third wheel, his oblivious ass never realizing he had basically forced his way into the relationship
When the time came for comes for Roger to leave, Garp is by his side the entire time. If Roger felt like he could entrust his child to him in canonverse, he definitely feels that way here, too
For Garp, it's the first time hearing about any child. Roger laughs at that hard enough to break into a coughing fit, spitting blood
After the execution, he oversees that Roger's body gets as respectful of a burial as he can manage. He requests time off afterwards. As the newly-heralded hero of the marines, for bringing the Pirate King to heel, the marines trip over their feet to give him whatever he wants
He's not really sure why he returns to Baterilla. The knock he leaves on Rouge's doors hardly has any strength in it.
She lets him in wordlessly, sitting by his side as the two of them try to come to terms with the larger-than-life Roger-shaped hole in their world
When he finds his words again, Garp offers to take Rouge away someplace the marines wouldn't be able to find her. He already knows about the planned occupation, he warns her about what's coming
She refuses, though. This island was where Roger spent his last months, and it was where she would do the same.
Garp suspects she just can't handle the idea of raising Roger's son without him by her side. In the end, both of them pushed the responsibility onto him.
It continues much like canonverse. Except that, now, Garp has two ghosts looking him in the face every time he sees Ace growing up
The "I don't have to listen to you! You're not my dad, old man!" must have hit particularly hard in that AU.
....honestly, this was basically the whole reason why that brainworm crawled into my mind: that singular line. The potential universe where Garp was so close to actually being Ace's parent
Can you imagine the terror of Portgas D Ace being brought up not only by Garp the Fist, but also Portgas D Rouge AND the Pirate King? the world would have been shaken to the core
i don't think this is making it out of my WIPs at this point (considering i started it in like. january. and never added anything LOL) so y'all are getting a treat!
a few drabbles in an AU where Nika is an independent sentient being and shared Luffy's headspace from the moment he ate the gum gum fruit, featuring LawNika (but not LawLu). One (the 3rd) is somewhat NSFW
***
Ace couldn’t just let Akainu get away with insulting his Pops-
“Ace!” Luffy’s voice interrupted his thoughts, the smaller hand wrapping around Ace’s arm in an attempt to stop him, tugging weakly at him. “We need to go!”
“But he-”
“Whitebeard had been the Strongest Man on the Seas for ageeeeees, he doesn’t need you to protect his honour!” Luffy whined, and something about those words tickled at Ace. “You know who does need your help, though? Your baby brother!”
Ace stopped trying to get away, turning to look at his brother. The smile on his face seemed strained but no less genuine, but now that Ace focused on him, he could see that it was less pulling Ace towards himself and more just his brother trying to keep himself up on his feet.
“Nika,” he sighed, already knowing he wouldn’t be allowed to attack Akainu.
“Yep!” The grin widened marginally. “Seriously, though, Luffy passed out and I do not have enough energy to get us back to safety.”
Scooping his brother up in a princess carry, fuelled by adrenaline and determination alone, Ace ran towards the closest ally ship.
***
Law made his way up to the deck the very moment the Polar Tang resurfaced, waiting at the railing as they slowly approached the Thousand Sunny.
“Tooooooooraaaaaaaooooooo!” Came the rapidly-approaching screech as Luffy launched himself towards them, slamming into Law with unerring accuracy.
“Strawhat-ya,” Law greeted, looking down at the newest appendage, Luffy’s arms winding around him. “And am I going to see my boyfriend today?”
“Nope! Shishishi,” Luffy giggled. “Just me today!”
Law couldn’t help the pang of concern. “Is everything-?”
“Nika’s okay!” Luffy assured quickly. “I just got put in seastone earlier, so he’s still resting!”
Law just nodded at the news. “Let me guess,” he said. “You want to-”
“PARTY!”
***
Law isn’t sure what, exactly, tipped him off. One moment, he was making his way up Nika’s chest, kissing every inch, and the next-
He pulled away, resting on his elbows above him as he scrutinized his face.
“...Luffy-ya,” he said eventually.
Luffy, predictably, laughed. “Torao always notices so fast!”
Law groaned, rolling himself off of Luffy and throwing an arm over his eyes.
“If he changed his mind, he could’ve just said so,” he muttered.
“Oh, Nika still wants to fuck you,” Luffy assured confidently. “He just got too flustered and lost control, that’s all.”
Law dropped his arm, turning to look at Luffy, a smirk slowly appearing on his face. “Yeah?”
“Yep! Shishishi…”
“Any chance he’s gonna come back out soon?”
“Nope,” Luffy sat up in the bed, scooting towards the edge. “I’m hungry. SANJI! FOOD!”
Law swore, chucking Luffy’s pants at his retreating back.
“Luffy-ya! Put on your clothes!”
***
Law made his way into the kitchen half-asleep. There were a few people inside already including-
Squinting, Law stalked towards the Strawhat, looking down to stare into his wide eyes, his cheeks stuffed like a chipmunk’s and a half-eaten drumstick in hand. He tilted his head to the left lightly.
“Morning, Luffy-ya,” Law offered around a yawn, moving towards the coffee.
“I don’t get how he can always tell,” Usopp complained towards Sanji, Nami and Zoro.
“It’s easy,” Ace shrugged on the other side of the table, his mouth almost as full as Luffy’s.
“Shishishi!” Luffy finished the drumstick in a single bite. “Ace, Sabo and Torao are the only ones who always know.”
“I get your brothers, because they grew up with you,” Nami said. “But Torao’s known you for less than most of us! It’s so unfair.”
“I don’t get how you can’t tell,” Law scoffed, bringing his cup to sit beside Strawhat. Leaning forward, he pressed a kiss to Nika’s lips. “Morning, sunshine.”
“See?! There was no change! How are we supposed to tell?” Usopp despaired.
other than my Crocodad DofuWani bullshit (which is now at 22k and yes this is the first im mentioning it here whoops its still only half done. send help) my other brainrot which i have been thinking about today is AceLaw.
More specifically, an AceLaw where they met shortly after Ace entered the Grand Line, started dating, Marineford happened as normal... And then the plot starts. With Luffy and Law and the insurmountable mountain of grief they're both shouldering.
I have something relatively short (2k) to post about it soon, courtesy of exploring exactly how many characters will discord let me cram into a single message (got to -8808 lol) over in MDL
Here's an excerpt bc i ought to make some use of this blog:
Pulling out the leather-bound journal, he set it carefully on Luffy's lap.
"Please don't destroy it. There's only this one copy."
Luffy glanced up at him, baffled. It was better than anger or sadness, at least.
Law motioned towards the book wordlessly and leaned against the desk; No description he could give for the book would be better than Luffy just taking a look himself.
He pulled the cover open gingerly, recoiling slightly at the sight of the first page. It was inked almost fully black, with only three coloured letters right in the middle of it: red A, blue S and yellow L.
Their first Jolly Roger, Ace had told him. The one they flew over the treehouse right up until they abandoned it after their brother's death.
Law supposed it might still hang there, if no one had bothered to take it down.
Luffy whipped his head up, staring at him with wide eyes.
"Keep going," Law encouraged. "He wanted you to see it, eventually."
Looking back down, Luffy turned the page. And then again, and again, and again, moving through the pages fast enough to make it clear he wasn't actually reading any of the words, barely looking at the pictures.
If he was anything like Ace, he likely couldn't read all that well, not even the carefully calligraphed words Ace had bribed Law into writing for him.
That was fine, though. There would be time for reading, later. Luffy already knew most of those stories, anyway. He had been there for them.
The only novelty would be getting to learn Ace's perspective on them; Something that, judging by his words, Luffy could clearly use.
It didn't take him long to reach the end, flipping the pages faster and faster until he reached the end of the filled portion. The few dozen empty pages fell towards the rest easily, opening the journal on the last page, the one Ace had most often returned to.
Luffy's hand carefully traced the edges of the portrait carefully inserted into the back cover.
"This..." he trailed off.
Law gave him a moment. When it became clear he wasn't going to continue, he filled in himself.
"Is Sabo, yes."
Luffy looked up at him again. There was old pain filling them, old tears.
"Ace had been working on it for a long time," Law elaborated. "I have a whole binder of his previous attempts, too. He wasn't happy with how this one turned out, either, but he said it was the closest he could get." And then, because he had been curious for the longest time- "Did he get it right?"
Luffy hunched his shoulder. "...I don't know," he said. "I don't- I didn't remember what Sabo looked like, anymore."
It's been ten years, to be fair. If someone had asked Law to describe Cora-san, he would have had troubles, too. Feathery coat, heart-dingled hat, wide lipstick smile, spikes under his eye, that much he remembered.
But how many spikes? Under which eye? What colour were the eyes themselves?
Time had an unfortunate habit of sanding away the details, taking the sharp edges of memories and tumbling them into blunt, opaque things, like sea glass.
It did the same to grief; That was the price you paid for healing.
Sakazuki came to an abrupt stop, but Kuzan did not look up from where he was leisurely looking for the key to unlock his flat.
The small child by his side, however, did, staring at Sakazuki with eyes that looked too big for her face.
“Let me guess,” he said, exasperated. “You just started on paternity leave, didn’t you?”
Kuzan finally looks over at him, pausing his actions completely. “Is that a problem?”
“Fucking Sengoku,” Sakazuki muttered under his breath instead.
With a dramatic gasp, Kuzan moved to cover the girl’s ears, earning a bewildered look from her. “Careful! There are children present!”
“I’ve heard people swear before,” the girl informed him.
“We’re marines,” Sakazuki added. That was rather self-explanatory, wasn’t it? Everyone knew sailors had the most colourful language. “Not babysitters.”
“Well, the refugee ship wasn’t going to let her on board,” Kuzan returned to his incredibly inefficient door-opening process. “And since you have set the precedent, I’ve decided this is the best option.”
“For the last time, it was Garp who brought Ace here!”
“And you’re the one taking care of him.”
As most basic fact, this one was inarguable.
“Robin’s just a girl,” Kuzan continued after Sakazuki’s extended silence. “Not an archeologist dabbling in the forbidden knowledge. She deserves to live.”
Judging by the way the girl went carefully still at his words, she seemed to disagree with at least one part of that statement. For his sanity — and continued non-lethal relations with Kuzan — Sakazuki elected to believe she was simply suicidal.
One day in february, i discovered the fact that Sakazuki's name is the same as the Sakazuki Ceremony that made ASL brothers, and it got me thinking: what kind of circumstances could possibly force Sakazuki to care for Ace as opposed to gunning straight for a kill?
It was one of the adventures Ace and Sabo had already told him once — back during the happiest year of Luffy’s life, when there was just him, his brothers, and the whole world waiting for them to take it by storm — and Luffy found that he wasn’t really interested in listening to it again.
Tackling Ace seemed like a much better use of their time.
Ace yelped when Luffy crashed into his back, snapping forward and slamming his face into the blanket.
“Gotcha!”
“You little-!” Ace laughed, his voice muffled by the blanket, trying to twist himself in a way that’d let him grab Luffy properly.
Sabo seemed far less amused, the hand holding his diary closed clutching at the cover hard enough to make his knuckles go white. “Luffy,” he said, sternly. “You know Ace is still recovering-”
“Oh, come off it,” rolling his eyes, Ace finally managed to twist enough to get a grip on Luffy and pull him into a headlock. “Like we hadn’t done worse on Dawn!”
“Nevertheless,” Sabo’s back was painfully straight, and his eyes kept flickering between each point of contact Luffy and Ace shared.
Luffy glanced up, but Ace wasn’t looking at him. He was staring straight at Sabo, the two of them having a battle of wills.
Just like in the good old days.
And just like back then, Ace scoffed and backed off. Loosening the grip he had around Luffy’s neck, he let himself fall backwards, arms crossing against his chest.
Back on Dawn, this would be the moment when Ace would slink away to sulk alone for a few hours. Here and now, Luffy didn’t even give him the chance to do that, draping himself over his brother’s torso.
Ace’s expression… softened, Luffy would like to say. It did, in the end, but it seemed to spasm briefly, shifting through a brief second of deeper annoyance.
It cleared out before Luffy could rethink his actions, Ace’s arms uncrossing to wrap around Luffy’s shoulders.
“Nap time,” Luffy mumbled into his shirt, closing his eyes.
Ace was still colder than he should have been, but not as lukewarm as he was last night. Basking there in the sun, Luffy felt like he was back on Merry, the deck underneath him radiating the heat it had absorbed over the course of the day.
Luffy nodded off with a hand brushing through his hair and Sabo’s voice passing over him in a low mutter, recounting yet another old adventure.
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An excerpt from something that's been in my drafts for far too long now
Luffy & Sabo, pre-canon, Sabo still has amnesia but Koala dragged him to spend a day on Dawn Island and just so happened to time it right after Ace left, and he ended up spending the day with Luffy
Sabo gave in to the impulse, leaning forward to press a kiss against Luffy’s forehead.
The kid looked up at him, eyes wide and only just starting to fill up with tears. The cry that escaped his throat sounded almost painful, raw and violent, and he lunged forwards, hands fisting in Sabo’s coat as his face pressed against his cravat.
“I miss Sabo,” he sobbed into Sabo’s chest.
Sabo gingerly wrapped his arms around the kid.
“...I’m sorry I’m not the person you want me to be,” he said.
They stayed like that for a while. Sabo kept rubbing Luffy’s back in what he hoped to be a soothing motion, allowing the kid to let it all out.
In the end, Luffy was the one to pull away, straightening up as he wiped at his eyes with wrist.
Sabo gently pulled his arm down, grabbing a handkerchief to use instead.
He carefully cleaned up Luffy’s face, letting him use the handkerchief to blow his nose once done. Sabo intended to leave the fabric with Luffy, anyway, so it would be fine.
Once Luffy was all cleaned up, the time has come to say goodbye.
