@lunalyt said :
👫 ( whichever and whoever you want vuv )
meme // accepting
Izo and Marco have been on the crew for over 20 years. They are very close due to this fact and Izo feels like he can rely on Marco for anything if needed, no questions asked. The same goes to him, he would easily drop everything to help the other out.
Out of the two, Izo is actually a bit more reasonable, but Marco is more level headed. Izo will hold Marco back and keep him out of trouble. At the same time Marco will calm Izo down when he is about to burst out.
Fashion is one of Izo’s strong suits. He is always trying to dress Marco up, along with others in the crew. Sometimes he will make recruit Tomoe in this since he is aware Marco has a weak spot for her. Usually the outfits fit Marco’s aesthetic anyways.
When everyone thought Izo had passed in Wano, Marco was able to swoop in at the last second to save him. Because of the long time he was out there is still damage to some of his organs that couldn’t be reversed, but Izo is still grateful. Due to his new health and other things, Izo is staying in Wano, but told Marco that if he needs anything he would set sail again to join in.
When Camilla first landed on Redwood she was fairly closed off, by the time she felt comfortable enough socializing, others her age had started avoiding her. Rosa was one of the first people Camilla was able to befriend, and overtime Rosa turned into someone she considers her best friend.
Part of the reason Camilla wanted to be a pirate was because of her admiration (and slight jealous) whenever she heard stories from Rosa. She actually planned on asking Rosa to take her with her to join her crew. But before that could happen the Strawhats appeared and dragged Camilla along with them. Not that she minds, she views this as her fate and is extremely happy with how things turned out. Now she has her own adventures to tell Rosa.
While Rosa is older than Camilla, there is just this part of Camilla that wants to spoiler her. She finds Rosa extremely cute and adorable. Yet she is very aware that Rosa is a strong and capable person on her own and doesn’t need babying. It’s just when they go out she will stop at every sweets shop.
Since Camilla’s life is rather lacking in romantic advances, she loves to ask about and tease Rosa on her love life. She attempts not to meddle although there are times she really wants to. To her, these girly talks is one of the few “normal young adult” activities they can part-take in, so she treasures whenever they can just act like love is the biggest struggle they are facing.
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JUST AS THE PHOENIX CRAVED, her attention his beloved lotus grants, returning his love with just as much yearning that it is only beneath her ever so loving gaze that he permits himself to get so lost — desperate and vulnerable yet he does not so much as attempt to conceal of his feelings and desire for the one he deems utmost beautiful.
However, their bliss is cut short when his beloved pulls away from his touch, rendering him confused, slightly frustrated, but most of all concerned — feelings which she quickly washes away with the hand stroking his cheek and he leans into her touch, greedily seeking even more of her affection. Her proclamation draws a faint understanding chuckle through his lips; himself being a doctor, he is not at all a stranger to the cycles his beloved needs to go through, but it is her demeanor which evokes worry more than that of her words.
❝Baby girl❞ he softly calls, referring to her with the pet name he knows will soften her most. ❝If it's for you, no wait is too long-yoi❞ words he has proved to be true prior considering how long it has even taken them to get this far.
There's an urge to follow in her path but the doctor quiets it down, granting his lady love the space she may need at this time, and patiently waits for her to remerge from their closet before tugging gently on her hand to draw her closer, an invitation into his arms if she's willing to accept it.
❝We don't have to do anything❞ he speaks softly. ❝How about we just stay in tonight, I will make you some warm tea, and we can cuddle by the fire-yoi❞ a pause followed by a quiet request. ❝And then if you're feeling up to it, you can tell me what's actually on your mind-yoi❞
JUST AS HIS EAGERNESS was most predictable, it was no surprise how quickly his flower weakened inside his arms; all of her becoming nothing but putty beneath the lips touching her skin. ❛❛ Marco… . ❜❜ His name escapes her with an involuntary sigh as crimson irises almost helplessly watch their reflection through the bedroom mirror — Perhaps an odd time to fixate upon their contrasting complexions and difference in sizes. It is in their reflection that she realizes just how gently he held her daintier figure like a precious gem. His love more than apparent to her in his embrace while she lovingly watches his mouth sing a praise that made her feel more beautiful than any proclaimed empress of the sea.
❛❛ You are impossible… ❜❜ Steering her eyes away from his reflection she deemed most handsome, she greets the aqua gaze at her side with a yearning inside her own that only he could read. A hand trails to his cheek, guiding him to lean into her kiss. One that deepens.. and deepens.. . but only just briefly, having just barely managed to pull herself away from what they both now longed for.
Quickly, Tomoe recollects herself, gripping onto whatever is left of her senses that hadn’t already been entirely consumed by the magnetic flame that was him. ❛❛ But.. we shouldn’t today. ❜❜ Her hands hug his face apologetically, stroking his cheeks as if to console a disappointed child. ❛❛ Apparently the moon isn’t the only one that goes through a cycle once a month~ ❜❜ There is a short-lived smile to accompany her cheekiness before it fades with the downcasting of her gaze. ❛❛ ..And it seems… I wasn’t to be late this month after all.. . ❜❜ Somberly, she mumbles this quietly to herself before pulling away into their closet to change.
❛❛ .. A week isn’t too long of a wait even for you, no? ❜❜ She attempts to renormalize her demeanor even after whatever change in tone had occurred.
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two types of couples.. / @lunalyt
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what flavor is your soul?
tagged by @shrapnelsong ( a year ago but I just found it in my drafts ;u; )
tagging @sunbcrned ; @sylvva ; @sxrosee
rosemary
ah, the old soul, nice to meet again. the time of ages is etched into your bones, you see clearly. you've watched the heartache in this realm and sworn to solve it. but kindness without limits is self destruction. oh little leaf, strong and wise, you seek to bring peace with your presence. I'd be wrong to say you fail at this effort, but you mustn't set yourself on fire to keep others warm. you wish to please everyone, to protect them all. but if you shield the saplings from the sunlight they will never grow, and you one day will wither. protect yourself too. you know there are no happy heroes, so don't be one. be a friend. your loved ones will not forsake you for not being perseus slaying all their demons. you have your own monsters, why not meet them first before you conquer anyone else's nightmares. oh true-hearted paladin you are brave, and you are good enough. you know that right? be true to yourself, one cannot do anything saintly if they did not tend to their own wounds first.
honey
"sugared mel e lingua serpentis." sugared honey from a serpent's tongue. oh dearest, look how you gleam. how the sunlight dances off your shoulders, how the heavens shine across your wingtips. but you are hollow, hollow, hollow. even the taste of nectar can choke a man. sometimes the sweetest flowers hide the sharpest poison. you lie to yourself, the worst lie of all. you needn't be so obsessed with perfect. the greatest beauty lies in our faults. do you think the moon apologizes for their mara? no, their craters add to their glow. my dear, breathe. you are not an island, breathe, before the honey drowns you. you wish to be lovely, you long to be loved. but did aphrodite trade her powers for perfection? she did not. you can be beautiful, and also whole. be whole above anything else dear. a heart of diamonds is worth nothing if inchor oozes from it. inward. look within and question how well do you know yourself?
cinnamon
oh child of spice you are bound to the core of the earth. can you feel the heartbeat of nature pulsing through your veins. you are the mouthful of autumn that scorched through your throat, you are the pepper of life that wakes up the weary. the foolish and shaking will attempt to dilute you with sickening sugar, do not let them. your spark is what keeps us alive my dear. keep burning, little star. you see the beauty and the light, but oh you have been fed poison and refuse to drop it onto other's tongues. be wild. I know what your heart is chanting. run. run. run. run dear, find your story. do not trade your spirit for safety. you are a child of the earth, forever seeking, forever dancing.
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sunbcrned· ; tomoe
mention of the stars bring about timeless memories from their shared youth, much like the all too familiar smell of his cigarette and its vapor now permeating their morning air. Just as he admires the stars in the night sky, Tomoe admires all of who he is—her eyes soft in their loving gaze, filled with both fondness and a tinge of nostalgia. That core part of him she immensely adored hadn’t changed in the slightest, even after so many years. ❛❛ Oh? Then I suppose I should start on them right away if that’s the case~ ❜❜ she plays along briefly just before turning on her heel, about to take her leave. ❛❛ I was just on my way to have a nutritious meal of my own. ..Join me, won’t you? I won’t take no for an answer. ❜❜ meaning, she was determined to fix him a proper breakfast this morning.
the lotus plays along and it draws lighthearted laughter from her division commander’s lips, not quite able to imagine someone as healthy and graceful as her to actually be interested in his smoke. ❝I have always been a bad influence on you-yoi❞ despite the playful tone, the phoenix believes there to be some truth to his statement; ever since she had been just a little girl gazing in wonder upon the skies from her rooftop while he himself, a pirate speaking to her of adventure and freedom. ❝Well, we can’t have you starting on those cigarettes, now can we? and you won’t take no for answer, so..❞ a feigned contemplative pause for thought before he grins widely. ❝I suppose I have no choice but to join you-yoi❞
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sunbcrned· ; tomoe
early to bed, early to rise—was the new recruit’s motto. Perhaps they were right to say the early birds get the worm. Or in this case, she got the bird? ❛❛ As are you.. commander. ❜❜ she bounces the subject back on him with a polite smile in greeting. Except, unlike herself who greeted the rising sun with great vitality after a good night’s rest, the other seemed… plenty exhausted. ❛❛ that cigarette… it isn’t your breakfast, is it? ❜❜
The young lady points out he has been awake too and it draws a gentle albeit amused smile upon her division commander’s lips, rather not accustomed to someone turning the tables on him so casually. ❝I suppose I prefer the peace of the night — the stars can be quite good company-yoi❞ albeit the sun rising behind the clouds to greet another day is already concealing the view he speaks of. ❝And what’s wrong with my cigarette? I’d say it’s a nutritious meal as any-yoi❞ he jokes with a light chuckle.
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@sunbcrned ;
❛❛ —Of course I'm jealous, Marco! ❜❜ Tomoe exclaims all too suddenly when jokingly accused of it. She's looking him dead in the eyes, visibly upset—pouting, even. ❛❛ as charming and handsome as you are, it's no wonder they are always magically getting sick and making appointments to see the doctor all the time! ❜❜ referring to his patients of the more... feminine shaped. One in particular never went unnoticed under his lady's sharp gaze. ❛❛ they don't call it women's intuition for nothing, you know... And mine is hardly ever wrong. ❜❜ she turns away with both arms crossed tightly against her chest. she was practically surrounded by an aura of flames at this point.
ONE WOULD THINK, by now the phoenix would have grown accustomed to his lady love’s honesty but still her words confessing, all too sincerely, of her jealousy still manage to catch him off guard, in a good way, as he would have to bite back the grin threatening to slip upon plump lips
— but who could blame Marco really? Any man would feel proud to hear the woman of his dreams proclaim him charming and handsome in one breath, despite how infuriated she, herself, may seem about such.
Tomoe turns away with a fire perhaps even brighter than his own, but the phoenix isn’t one to fear the burn or the flames, hence despite her attempt to walk away, his strong arms reach out for her, pulling her right back into his hold in a swift and reassuring manner.
❝And just where do you think you’re going, baby girl-yoi?❞ he asks softly, the smile upon his lips both playful and fond alike. ❝If I am, as charming and handsome as you say, then surely, you can not leave me here unattended-yoi?❞
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sunbcrned· ; wenz
❛❛ .. Tomoe-san? ❜❜ She being one of the very few Eliza had been close to and fond of. He pauses for thought on her question, or maybe he was just lazy. The words drag out rather lethargic in tone. As per his usual manner. ❛❛ Mm.. Makes her happy, doesn’t it? ❜❜
There’s a nod confirming the name provided followed by a long contemplative pause. Happiness sounded like a foreign concept to the little witch, perhaps even more complicated than the idea of her sister’s marriage itself but her Tomoe-nee did seem happy around the phoenix. ❝Ay, she looks happiest ‘round him❞ her voice drops as she admits further in a low mumble. ❝I don’ get it❞
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sunbcrned· ; wenz
❛❛ Celes? ❜❜ a thoughtful hum. ❛❛ Congratulations. ❜❜
Icy gaze widens for a moment in surprise. ❝Nay. ‘tis one o’ me other family..❞ the whitebeard pirates, that is. ❝Is marriage a cause fer congratulatin’?❞
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sunbcrned· ; tomoe
freed from their twenty years of unimaginable pain, her birth country was now in full bloom much like the sakura falling overhead. Yet no smile reaches the native’s visage whilst in the arms of what her heart deemed her true home. And how could she? When yet another comrade is lost to the cruel hands of war.
❛❛ My people.. is you, Marco. ❜❜ and this is emphasized with the caressing of amber cheeks inside the softness of small, feminine hands. Crimson irises all the while search through her lover’s ocean gaze with a tenderness that can only be described as the unconditional love of a woman irrevocably in love. ❛❛ Please, let me stay here.. with you. ❜❜
REASSURANCE PRESENT IN HONEY SICKLE WORDS, deeming the phoenix to be her true people and though he lacks strength to muster a smile, even in his utmost despair, his heart flutters at the reminder his one love is in fact, truly his, and just as he has no other people, it is him, she belonged to as well.
A prior blank expression now softens but he is quick to bury said features in the crook of Tomoe’s neck — not wishing for her to witness him in such a vulnerable state; contradicting his own self as she is also the first and only one he runs to during such moments of weakness. ❝If you say that then.. I must warn you, if you stay, I won’t be letting you go again-yoi❞ his hold around her tightens possessively as though emphasizing such.
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sunbcrned· ; ace
zzZ mumbles something about Luffy.…
❝Unbelievable, is that boy all you think about-yoi?❞ he smacks the younger (gently) on the head in attempt to wake him. ❝Pay attention when I’m talking to you-yoi❞
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sunbcrned· ; ace
— snores mid conversation —
❝Don’t just snooze when your elders are talking to you-yoi!!❞
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sunbcrned· ; tomoe
❛❛ Oh please ~ ❜❜ giggles into her hand & does the lil hand wave.
❝Hmm, my princess doesn’t seem very convinced-yoi — will I have to pull out the royal treatment to convince you, your highness?❞
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sunbcrned· ; tomoe
YOUR IDEAL TYPE !
A prince who is taller than them and has blue eyes and blonde hair.
❛❛ I suppose he can be rather princely….
That is, when he wants to be~ ❜❜
❝Well, it takes a real prince to win the heart of such a beautiful princess❞
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sunbcrned· ; love Tomoe
HER HEART ONCE AFLUTTER now sinks to the pit of her stomach. An immediate expression of concern— no,panic, colors the entirety of her as she snaps upwards to meet his saddened gaze. To close his heart voluntarily as though his own feelings were unimportant… But what of his own happiness? If love were to ever reach his heart someday.. If she were able to reach his heart someday.. Would silence truly be his ultimate answer? Such a self-sacrifice was deemed most unnecessary from Tomoe’s perspective.
❛❛ That’s…! ❜❜ She halts. Either it was the wine she tastes on her tongue or the natural empathy she carried that prompted such an extreme reaction inside her— regardless, the frustration now set aflame within crimson hues were obvious as they pierced through his own.
To willingly endure heartbreak and lock up his own feelings as though it were nothing… To imagine the man she loved, enduring such pain and willingly suffer in silence for the sake of duty.. On what grounds is that fair? Her lips trembled, fighting back tears that weren’t prompted by her own selfish longing for his heart, but the cloak of loneliness the phoenix put upon himself out of loyalty. She holds in the urge however, as It wasn’t her pain to carry nor cry about— at least, not in his presence.
❛❛ …And if the person you loved happened to love you as well… Will that still be your answer? ❜❜
THE PHOENIX HAS NEVER FEARED GETTING BURNED, but when intense crimson stare up at him with a fire brighter than any he’s ever conjured, he is taken aback — however, rather than retreat, more than ever, he longs for the scorch of the burn he has convinced himself will be inevitable if he ever open himself to love.
Her exclamation is halted but her sudden explosive reaction still manages to induce a sparkle of tears within softened ocean eyes, touched by the intensity of her feelings while still refusing to allow himself to believe they are inspired by anything other than her natural kindness — for he will have to be an utter fool to think that inextinguishable fire of hers can ever burn for the likes of himself.
He forces his attention away from the beauty to a pack of cigarettes he now fiddles with, but his frustration remains evident in the way fingers seem to struggle with so much as a simple act of taking one out of the pack — it is the acknowledgement not even nicotine smoke can ease his desire for her which finally prompts a surrender by forfeiting the pack upon the table top.
❝Yes.❞ he speaks his answer with an absolute sense of finality, however, it is not prompted by a desire to protect his own heart from the flame rather despite knowing the person she speaks of can never love him as well, Marco knows he will never forgive himself if he were to ever be the one to extinguish her fire.
❝Don’t look so serious-yoi—❞ he laughs, fingers reaching out to playfully ruffle raven locks in attempt to lighten the atmosphere which has become far too honest for his liking. ❝I’m an old man, I have long since given up on that sort of thing, so I’ll just leave all that talk of love and romance for the youngsters❞
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— you touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky ❤️💙💜
tomoe ©️ @stelloink
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