#gummi monkey

[oldinterneticons]

Gummi Monkey is the best EVER! SO THERE! YAY!!!

[theoceanslibrarian]

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I AM TRYING it is spring now and winter depression is melting with the warm weather and SUNSHINE BOY WANTS TO SHINE

[I love little Luffy and so does Aya she’s just going to pick him up one day and run off with him because he’s so precious]

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(((Life and Times of Vetica))) “You should have told me that sooner, Luffy.....” @gummi-monkey

[pilawforhire-archived]

There are times that Luffy, being the selfish little brother he is, will barge into and interrupt a moment between Ace and Law. Tonight he has claimed the freckled man's chest as a bed, literally wedging himself between the two.

A teenage modern AU, perhaps! @gummi-monkey @pxrtgasdace

“Under the bed?”

“Checkeroo!”

“In the closet?”

“Checka-checka.”

“Behind the cupboards?”

“Check! All clear, Colonel Traffaroo! Lieutenant colonel Portgas ready for disrobing!”

There was a soft but clearly audible sound of fabric ripping (imagine a piercing fart in a quiet room) as Ace yanked off his shirt – struggled a little with it being stuck before Law strolled across the room to help Ace out of the shirt like a kind boy friend.

Ace stretched his arms high and flashed Law a bright grin. Then he turned and dived onto his bed with a dull thud, sending all the pillows and stuffed toys flying in all directions and scattering the floor like the passengers of the Titanic. Ignoring Ace’s antics – although the tips of Law’s lips did twitch with a smile – Law locked the bedroom door and sauntered back to the bed. He picked up Grumpsy Pumpsy, a stuffed gorilla, and hugged it to his chest.

“Don’t you need to tell your folks you’re staying over?” Ace propped his back against the headboard and patted the empty spot beside him.

“Nah – Well, later. It’s still not yet midnight.” Law didn’t need further prompting. He scrabbled onto the bed and over Ace like a moth to a flame. Except Ace was his flame alone; his light, his life.

Minutes later, Law lay with his face pressed against Ace’s chest. Ace’s heartbeat echoed soothingly in his ears, a bedtime nursery rhyme bringing calm to his mind. While Ace combed and brushed his hands through Law’s hair, twirling and curling locks of unkempt hair around his fingers, Law traced Ace’s ribs, and then he slid his hand over Ace’s firm abdomen and over the slight dip of Ace’s hipbone. Neither spoke, enjoying the silence. Eventually, after exchanging brief murmurs, both allowed their eyes to shut and their consciousness to drift into a dreamland Utopia, troubles begone –

Law screamed when something burrowed itself between them. Ace screamed when Law screamed. A cacophony of screams exploded through the room. Law caught a glimpse of Luffy and screamed some more. Law lurched to the side and tumbled off the bed.

“Roo!” Ace exclaimed, peering over the edge at Law, who had his feet above his head.

“I – I’m okay,” Law mumbled sullenly. He picked himself up and dusted his clothes. “Don’t worry. Anything broken was already broken in the first place.”

Ace sat upright with Luffy clinging to his chest, refusing to let go. Before Ace could scold Luffy for interrupting and intruding, Law said, “I – I’ll leave. I’ll see you tom – later.” Law started toward Ace and Luffy. He planted a kiss on both their foreheads and he ruffled their hair affectionately. “Bye.” Law grabbed Grumpsy Pumpsy and showed himself out the room. While there was nothing wrong with the three of them lying together – just lying, sleeping – perhaps Luffy and Ace deserved some brotherly time together, and who was he to get in between that?

[theoceanslibrarian]

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Punch them. He’ll punch ‘em all out… but I suppose he may punch himself to In his efforts.

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“Don’t worry Aya! I’ll punch ‘me all out for you!”

“Aaww, um, thank you Luffy.” It was a sweet gesture, even if the child was probably more of a danger to himself than he was to others at this point.

[theoceanslibrarian]

Aya is really pretty. That's why guys act like monkeys around her; they dont' know what else to do. Izo says so.

Sweet little Luffy || @gummi-monkey

“Aaww, Luffy, thank you.” Aya doesn’t consider herself pretty by most means - certainly not enough to cause men to ‘act like monkeys’. If they have, she certainly hasn’t noticed. Still she kneels down and presses a little kiss to his forehead. “You’re, um, you’re the only man I need.” She tells the child, laughing a little.

[asktheseawitch]

“I’m bored with speeches. Let’s dance, Serena!”

An air of amusement radiated from Serena and a sincere smile spread across her features.

“Alright! Let’s dance!”, she called, scooping the boy up and began to twirl across the undisclosed “dance floor”. Little Luffy giggled and wrapped his hands securely around her neck, allowing the rest of him to stretch out and spin on the axis that the witch’s momentum provided.

Out of the corner of her eye, Serena spotted a huffy Ace, he wasn’t finished with his lecture and agitation resulted from the interruption. Don’t worry, she’s be back for him next~

@gummi-monkey

[theoceanslibrarian]

Princess Aya, there is a Luffy in your bed. He is warm.

Princess AU Luffy Cuddles! || @gummi-monkey

It had been a long, tiring day. Between lessons and going out on a tour of the apple farms, the princess was quite tired. But when she opened the door to her rooms and saw her maids standing there with concerned looks on their faces, she paused. “Is something, um, the matter?” Aya asked softly.

“There’s - well, my lady, there’s a young boy in your bed. And he won’t leave.” A boy? How’d he get into her room? It made Aya curious. Reassuring her maids, Aya moved across the sitting room floor and opened the door to her bedroom.

“Hello there. Are we comfortable?” Aya asked as she entered, a little grin on her face. The boy was in fact quite young - she doubted he was there to threaten her.