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Yeah I'm sharing them now because if I decide to wait to pass them digitally I will ✨never do it✨
Spiderverse x One Piece AU!
A little something that started as an exercise in character design and then I got a little bit into it lmao
I did design the rest of the East Blue Crew but uh... they were kinda ugly/boring, I put more effort into these two because they're the 💕favs💕
Info, kinda. Honestly I don't have a lot thought out its mostly random ideas that mushed together sort of resemble a well put together au, just like everything I do <3
Nami:
- Spider-Woman of her universe, while her design isn't exactly original I really liked using her orange and blue colors. She has the spider logo on her back because she hates spiders and hates looking at them lmao
- In her universe, her best friend Usopp died when she failed to save him (kinda her "Gwen Stacy" but he was just a friend)
- Has electricity powers, her spidey senses are also really in tune with the climate for some reason
- She has a staff (not pictured) she fights with, and also uses the environment to her favor, not the biggest fan of fighting hand to hand because (compared to other Spider-people) shes not as physically strong
- Has a few enemies and nemesis that she fights, Arlong being the most important/strong one
- She's actually quite happy to know other Spider-people, tho she was kinda shocked when she saw Usopp... It was awkard for both of them...
Usopp:
- The first Spider-man in his world, there are some things of his design I would change (mainly the sweatband, I would change the colors), but I'm actually quite happy with his design. Where does his nose go with the mask on? The same place Hobbie's hair goes, idk..
- In his universe, his best friend Nami died, Usopp failing to protect her
- Uncanny precision with his webfluids, also figths using the environment
- Unfortunately isn't a well received Spider-man 😔, gets complaints about destruction of property or how he's "pretty coward for a superhero"
- Really would rather focus on saving civilians from natural disasters, as he's also not as physically strong (compared to other Spider-people), but it seems every weirdo on the block decided they really need to beat this teenager up, so he also has some enemies...
- Super excited about meeting other Spider-people and finally being able to share life experiences with them, and then met Nami, or Spider-Woman Nami and it was awkard and uncomfortable (but they became besties, bittersweet moment)
Extra stuff from the rest of the East Blue Crew:
- Luffy's spiderman name is Spider-King and the rest of the Spidermans where like "I can't decide if that's the best or the worst name I've ever heard...". Well Usopp thinks it's kinda cool, and wishes he had chosen a cooler name for himself, might be too late for a new signature 🤔, Nami and Sanji think it's stupid, Zoro is undecided
- Sanji does not have a spider logo, even tho his name is Spider-man because he hates spiders
- Zoro is the second Spider-man from his universe, the first one being Kuina, she died and he took her place
- Sanji has fire inmunity
- Zoro carries like 5 extra pockets of web fluids cause he takes "longer routes" (he gets lost a lot)
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But Like, Real Talk Though
Characters: Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade
Words: 1,485
Summary: Ace tries to figure out his emotions for a night.
AO3
Ace couldn't fall sleep.
It's not like he'd tried any remedies or anything, so maybe it was partially his fault, but the truth of the situation was that he'd been laying here for way too long without anything more than a yawn. He felt exhausted, which was the worst part- he was completely and utterly drained. It wasn't exactly pain, but everything in him seemed so tense even as he sunk into the mattress. It certainly wasn't pleasant. And his brain just wouldn't seem to shut off, no matter how long his eyes remained closed.
He sighed.
The heater hummed softly in the background.
He sighed again, and turned on his side, looking over at the rest of the room. All he could see was a bunch of dark shapes, which unfortunately was not very comforting. His eyes remained in that general direction for a long while, seconds slipping away from him. He tried to discern if there was any movement over there, but he really couldn't tell if he was seeing things or not.
"....Hey."
Ace spoke softly into the darkness. He wasn't entirely sure if he wanted a response or not, though he didn't have to wait very long for one. Something shifted around in the other bed. Deuce, obviously, he made the connection half a second later than he probably should have.
"Y-Yeah...?"
"You up?"
"....Yeah...."
They were silent again, since Ace didn't really know what he wanted to do with this conversation. Maybe he just wanted to say something, to feel like he was doing literally anything instead of wasting his night like this. Why did he feel like he was wasting anything, since the alternative was going to sleep?
He should probably reply. He rolled onto his back to stare at the ceiling.
"...Hey, have you, uh... have you thought about, like... dying?"
That was one hell of an opener. Though as he thought about retracting it as a statement, or elaborating, or really saying anything more, he just didn't feel it in him. He didn't know why that was the question that came out of his mouth, but it sure was the one he was rolling with now.
There was the sound of rustling sheets, and he turned his head just enough to see what was happening. Which didn't do much of anything, because it was still much too dark to make out even his own desk.
"Do you want the light on for this?"
"Nah, we don't have a lamp."
"I could use my phone flashlight."
"Oh. Okay."
And so he sat and waited for a bit as Deuce fished around in the dark for his phone. A good few seconds later, there was a bright flash as Deuce evidently blinded himself with it. He winced slightly, watching the other boy fumble and try to reorder himself so their corneas weren't being thoroughly assaulted by white light.
"Dude. That thing is bright."
"Mhm."
Now that he could properly see things, he felt a bit more comfortable. The tension didn't entirely release its hold on his muscles, but he could breathe a little easier. He hadn't even noticed that his airflow was so shallow until now.
Deuce was sitting up now, his blanket and hands folded in his lap. He looked back at Ace, seeming rather concerned. Understandably so.
"Are you, like, okay...? That question was a bit, uh... yeah."
Ace had to think about this for a bit. Was he okay?
...No, he decided, but he wasn't going to say that outright.
"I dunno. Maybe not. I can't sleep at all."
"Me neither."
Another frustrating pause. He wished he didn't have to think about words. Or anything. He just wanted a constant noise to keep him occupied, one that wasn't as stupid annoying as the heater buzzing, like it was in the back of his skull. He didn't end up being the one to speak next, either; he was too focused on figuring out what he even wanted to talk about.
"What, um... brought this up all of a sudden? You really don't talk to me like this all that much."
"You mean, like, personally? I guess I don't."
He bit his lip and figured that maybe it was better to stop questioning things.
"I'm just kind of... I think scared? Is the right word? With the, uh... everything going on."
"This seems like you should bring it up with a therapist or something."
"Well, I dunno if you've noticed, but it's not like I have one of those just on-hand."
"...True."
Deuce pulled his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them. He looked sad. Ace felt sad, too, maybe if only by proxy. It could just be one of those nights.
"...I'm pretty scared too, actually."
"You?"
"Yeah, me. I'm really worried."
"Oh."
For some reason, he found that hard to believe. That was probably selfish, because he realized it was because he wasn't expecting anyone else to feel this way. A stupid expectation, really. Anyone would be scared in a situation like this.
He wanted to turn away, but he didn't find it in him to move his body anymore, so his eyes trailed down to the floor.
"Do you wanna... talk about it...?"
"Not really. I don't know what I would talk about."
"Okay."
This conversation was very slow. He picked up on it immediately, the stilted awkwardness in both of them. Emotional vulnerability and whatnot, that wasn't really their strong suits, it seemed. It wasn't boring, but he wished it would move a little faster. For what reason exactly? He didn't want it to end. But if the words were going to be there, he wished they'd be a little more constant.
"I want to talk about it, kinda."
"Go ahead. I'm not going to stop you or anything."
"I know you won't. It just feels weird to go right into it."
He interlocked his fingers over his stomach, his thumbs twiddling.
"I'm just... yeah, really scared, and stuff. It wasn't so bad at first, y'know, the overblot with Riddle, 'cause it was just the one time. I thought I'd get over it."
He paused for a second, as if expecting input, though it didn't come. He glanced back up at Deuce. Just listening.
"Then it kept happening, and now there's been like, five guys going all crazy-evil-magic-mode and attacking people, and Crowley just acts like it's no big deal and no one ever says anything about it so I figured I'm overreacting. But I'm... I'm worried about something real happening. Like... Like dying."
His breathing grew shallow again, but he was beginning to relax more. He was afraid, sure, especially when the topic was brought up again, but in a way it was nice to talk about it.
He wished Deuce would say something as words continued to flow out of his mouth.
"I don't know. It was just about me. And then I got to thinking about you, and the others, and like, what if one day someone just gets done in? What if you die? What if we don't get to go home again? I don't know what I'd do. Cry, probably. Run? I dunno. I really don't."
He let out a long, heavy sigh. Drawing out the silence as long as he could, for no reason other than he could. He stared at Deuce, looking for... something. Anything at all. It took the other boy a while for him to realize he was done, and when he did, he sat up straighter and stretched out his back slightly.
"Uh. Yeah, well... that's a lot. To think about, I mean. Um."
"You don't really gotta respond if you don't have anything. I just wanted to say it. I feel like no one's gonna listen anyway."
"It's not an unreasonable fear, though. I wish I knew how to comfort you, but I'm in the same boat, I think."
"Yeah, okay."
"Okay..."
...That was it. That was the end of the discussion. He could tell, since he didn't have anything more to say. He sighed. Again. He'd been sighing a lot tonight, it was kind of funny, in a morbid way. Being all depressed like this really wasn't his style.
He finally managed to roll over again, turning with his back to Deuce.
"I'm gonna try going to sleep again."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Okay. I'll turn the light off, then..."
A moment later, the room plunged into darkness again. Ace closed his eyes. It didn't matter, it was the same color anyway.
"Hey, I'll see you tomorrow, alright?"
"Yeah, sure."
"Yeah. Night, Ace."
Just "night." There wasn't much good about it, except maybe the catharsis of it, if that was even the word.
He grabbed one of his pillows and hugged it tight to his chest.
"Night, Deuce."
He would eventually succumb to exhaustion, but it didn't feel very good.
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