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xpuriity · 4 years

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GOLDEN SKIES BECOME BLINDING IN THE MIDST OF A SETTING SUN, shimmering blankets of gold now pierced by anchors as a whale of a ship halts at the port of a quiet island, seemingly empty of inhabitants ——– A world of overgrown ivy crawling along stone walls and rotting wood resembling what looked to have been a sign now much too obscure to decipher the use for. Perhaps a world untouched in many decades; abandoned for reasons unknown to the group of pirates freely roaming the site today.

It had been perhaps, months in the making since discovering the vacant island. Having embarked solo on a journey one day, the Fire Fist stumbled upon the potential fruits the island could provide him, that is to say, had the right person decided to plant the seeds and put in the labor.

A vision was formulated and put into action in secrecy. Days he would keep from his beloved hummingbird as he ventured off with a select few others when the need of assistance caught up with one ever so typically determined to work independently on his project ——– Physical work he was always more than capable of, but what could one man achieve within a set deadline and without the tools and brains required to make his vision come to fruition?

❛❛ I’ve got you, Rosa. ❜❜ he speaks softly whilst guiding the hand so much more softer and smaller in comparison to his own. Doe-eyed indigo blues ensured to be blinded temporarily; petite digits having been instructed to hold in place the tilting of his signature hat over delicate features until given a signal.

A pathway was cleared prior to this special day, ensuring it to be nonhazardous for the very person he bothered creating this for at all ——– but useless it was, really. Especially when impatience got the better of him quarter of their journey through overgrown green. Ace backpedals in a manner quite abrupt, releasing of her hand momentarily before sweeping the petite off her feet entirely ——– and readily, after giving a quick word of warning, the male springs through the forest with quick ease, holding tightly onto his princess in arms, of course.

It is only once he slows ( which doesn’t necessarily take long considering his speed ), that the birthday girl is carefully placed back onto her own footing and that the very hat serving to conceal of her sight was finally retrieved by the owner.

❛❛ You.. like this sort of thing, right? ❜❜

Before indigo irises, there stood a bridge of stone above a running river, as if a scene stolen from right out of a fairy tale. One leading out to a clearing, contrasting the messy forest behind them.

Beyond the bridge was where the magic truly began ——– Soft lights of pink and redish hues decorated the scene. Few shipmates caught enjoying the little wonderland in the distance, having already prepared a banquet of sorts ( including a grand table of luxurious desserts for hers truly ) and awaiting for the rest of the party to arrive; particularly the princess of the very world Ace worked so hard to create ——– but the most brilliant, most magical of the scene? There stood in the very center a carousel of vibrant colors, emitting music so nostalgic, so similar to what you would so often hear from a music box.

❛❛ I found it abandoned a little while ago.. It was in rough shape, but for some reason I couldn’t leave it alone out here. ❜❜ A heartfelt smile is presented to her, speaking as if the ride itself was alive. The truth being he couldn’t so much as ignore it when the vision of her smile had followed him everywhere just simply entertaining the possibility that he had he could actually bring it back to life.

A hand swiftly catches her own, wanting to simply join her across the bridge before she proceeded on her own towards the scene resembling the pictures inside the fairy tales he always knew his girl loved so much.

The others merely observed in delight when the couple made their way towards them. A few cheers towards the birthday girl before it was her partner that gingerly, however swiftly seats her upon the back of a glowing hummingbird. One not originally there, but crafted just for hers truly.

❛❛ It’s a little stubborn, this one.. Hold on. ❜❜ He explains, half circling the carnival ride of restructured and repainted animals. The mechanics behind it having been inspired, and therefore similar to his Striker. Meaning a line of wild fire would be needed to be lit so as to propel the acceleration of the carousel itself ——– it quite irritated Ace initially to learn it couldn’t so much as run without his flames, thus a brief, disappointed frown is visible across freckled features at the reminder before brushing such off once the ride began.

Lights danced, as did the animals of various colors. To witness of any expressed happiness from his beloved delighted him immensely. In fact, the pace of which the carousel spun was dependent on the strength of his wild flames. And during the fun, he would be laughing, either accelerating the ride or the complete opposite, simply for the birthday girl’s entertainment.

Sooner or later, after the first ride, the rest of the party would join in on the fun. Some either complaining of the nauseating spinning or thriving off it. Eventually, as the golden skies transformed into a night of glowing stars, the crowd finally dispersed, leaving the two alone once more.

This time, the male spent his first and Rosa’s final ride right along with her. Both perched upon the back of the hummingbird with his arms laced around her petite waist protectively, as though she were treasure. And tiredly, his chin would lean upon a crown of strawberry blond curls whilst a soft tune follows the couple, his tamed fire visibly glowing as they propel the carousel from beneath.

❛❛ Never thought I’d ride something like this, even as a kid. ❜❜ Being that as a child, he didn’t have the luxury to do so. Nor did he ever want to entertain the thought due to the ride being deemed only for girls by a ten year old boy ——– To think, several years later, that same aggressive child now a grown man would willingly rebuild one for the sake of a woman’s smile.

Cue a loving smile of his own, silver irises ever so gentle beneath the moonlight as a hand gingerly guides feminine features to one side, himself moving in ever so slowly to place a kiss upon what was deemed the softest, most delicate and most heavenly touch he’d ever been given the luxury to taste.

❛❛ Happy birthday, Rosa.. ❜❜

VACANT LAND BATHED IN WARM TWILIGHT HUES, light bouncing off the stone walls resembling picturesque images straight from worn out pages of ancient fairy tales and stories from untouched worlds of fantasy — an enchanting view but one which is as quickly taken away from mesmerized and blinking indigo blues as instructed by her most beloved to temporarily conceal of her vision.

His signature hat he entrusts the petite with and she clings to it protectively over strawberry blonde waves, not daring for a moment to steal a single peak —— all the while digits interlock with the one she trusted to always keep her safe and guide her way, a promise she knew to be as true as the ring he adorned around her finger.

Peacefully they march together, when an abrupt halt draws confusion, his name echoed through the vast space in question. ❝Ace?❞ she softly inquiries but the answer is given before she could even ponder on it —— in swift movements, the ground is taken from below her feet, instead replaced with the feel of strong arms securing her tightly within their hold prompting a loud squeal to escape in surprise, however, almost instantly it is followed by timid giggles and ecstatic laughter.

Rosa had been no princess and her man no royal prince, rather both but mere pirates yet in his arms, she could almost swear she had been one —— rather more than any princess, she had been certain, no girl in the history of time had ever been as blessed as she is, simply to have him be the love of her life.

A short journey it had been, but finally indigo hues are granted their sight again, and they couldn’t have possibly unveiled to a more breathtaking view; a gasp escapes glossy lips, clumsily losing her footing in all her awe as she clings to him for support. ❝Ace, it’s… — ❞ lost for words, she turns to freckled features and the stunned expression upon her own delicate ones say it all as she vigorously nods to the query voiced.

❝I do —— ❞ more than simply like ❝It’s like a fairy-tale —— I love it so much❞

For long months, days in and out would be spent occasionally deprived of her firefly’s warmth with no hint nor clue where his adventures would take him, only that it had been far away from herself — perhaps a cause for concern when particularly seeking the company of a select few individuals but never her among them, however, Rosa had not been of little faith for her man and any worries which may arise are almost instantly forgotten the second he is back safe into her loving arms.

Now before her, stood in luminous vibrant colors the source of her king’s distraction and absence all this time, emitting melodies so soothing to the hummingbird’s heart which had been about to burst in joy, unable to quite contain its excitement.

❝That’s.. that’s where you’ve been going, all this time — ❞ she speaks softly as realization slowly sunk in — indigo glistening with love, touched beyond words. ❝You fixed it up.. all for me?❞ the hand she is holding is given a gentle squeeze before her gaze is redirected to the ride he had worked hard to prepare, just for her.

Grateful loving words would undoubtedly follow had the petite not been too taken by the scene to rush on with innocent enthusiasm —— so much she resembled no more than a little girl, the very same one to spend years coped up inside her small room keeping busy with picture perfect fairy tales yet now they paled in comparison to the real thing surrounding her.

Cheers of their loving family drew shy giggles from the musician as she hides of embarrassed rosy features in her lover’s chest but it is not enough to conceal of her happy giggles and laughter, evidently thankful for everyone’s love and hard-work, before she is but swiftly carried away by her prince again, this time guided to her throne, or rather what resembled it to her —— a seat evidently made just for her.

❝It’s a hummingbird..❞ she states the obvious in awe, soft digits gently touching of its glowing surface as she did not for a moment believe this particular seat could have been here out of mere coincidence —— a realization prompting her to lean in and greedily steal a loving kiss then another from his lips just before his flames could bring the wonderland to life.

After that it had been nothing but innocent laughter bubbling through the clearing all the ride long —— her heart held by none other than him as though through his flames not only did he control the carousel but her happiness as well, at which at some point she’d clearly voice. ❝I feel like a princess..❞ one riding in her own kingdom — or rather the little piece of heaven her prince had constructed for her.

With the royal couple of the day left alone, basking in the starlight, Rosa rests her head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat in the silence of the night, only pulling away when hearing of what had been deemed the most adorable confession. It prompts the softest smile to her lips. ❝Me neither..❞ she confides slowly; growing up to sounds of gunfire and explosives, it had been difficult for her to so much as believe in the possibility, but she could only ever fantasize about a better life, one of bright colors and happiness as the one he showed her today, or rather every day of her life since coming into it. ❝— I never thought it could be possible.. but I’ve always dreamed of it… every day reading those stories..❞

Captivated by the beauty of silver brighter than the moonlight above, she gently leans into his touch, welcoming the delicate kiss of the only lips she’d ever touched yet forever the only ones she’d ever crave —— deepening it further until he could taste her overwhelming emotions of rapture through tears of joy.

❝ Ace, YOU were my dream come true.. ❞

#xpyre #long post #( EVERY YEAR ROSA GETS SO MUCH LOVE AND SPOILING FROM ACE ON HER BIRTHDAY ;O;#IT'S UNREAL ALL THE EFFORT AND LENGTHS HE GOES TO TO MAKE MY BBY GIRL HAPPY #YOUR DESCRIPTION OF HER AND HOW HE WANTED HER TO SMILE JUST HAD ME SO *SOB* ;O;#their love is so pure and HIS love for HER is so gentle and wholesome ;o;#she feels like a real princess i s2g #only he can do that )#♪ | whispers of the wind ( ic. )#♪ | v: losing grip on sinking ships . you showed up just in time ( main. )#♪ | otp: you gave me wings to fly . painted embers in my skies ( acero. )#♪ | love in every letter written . hope that gets me through the day ( save. )#♪ | she's in the crowd and everybody sings . like it's her birthday ( 11.03. )#submission

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infcrtunii · 5 years

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❝Can you please hand it over? That’s mine.❞ His eyes narrowed with seriousness, a voice harsh, demanding, calling out for the fellow crewmate who had received a medium sized package as soon as his gaze fell on the box, immediately recognizing it. Hell, even the initials M.D. were written all over one side of it, proving himself true.

Valentine’s day was about to make its oh so glorious presence to the world with the sun crawling over and painting the sky with marvelous colors that would always leave one in awe, regardless of how many times they had witnessed the moment. As busy as Deuce claimed himself to be, his tracks stopped as he walked across the deck, lifting his face to watch the sky’s darkness fade into a lighter, livelier color, and the stars’ light grow dim with each minute. Obviously, this wasn’t the first Valentine’s day he was celebrating, but it was surely the first in YEARS that made him this excited, with his hold on the package getting slightly tighter —goodness, he had spent so much time working on what was contained within, barely taking a break to ensure everything was as he had initially envisioned it to be so it could clearly understand why he would hold onto it like it was his own life.

In a sense, he considered it to be part of it. Countless hours and restless nights were rightfully used on his crafts at the sake of his health. His hands were quite numb, and he was forced to rest at least several times due to how difficult the hands' motions became —Sahar was concerned, and Marco would nag him on how important it was that he didn’t overwork himself. Deuce only looked to the floor, notoriously embarrassed and apologetic for having others take care of him when it was usually the other way around; he was still grateful for it and always made sure to acknowledge their worries, promising to be more careful in the future.

With the door of his room locked, the box was placed under the bed for its own security, not before opening it to ensure everything was there and letting a proud smile form on his lips, content and satisfied with the final products which were more than ready to be delivered.

The rest of the day passed by as a normal day would, yet it was obvious something was off with the masked male who wore a troubled expression like he wore his mask. People could assume his mood dropped drastically when he witnessed the love and affection in the air, bothered by the thought of not being able to share the same with Olivier; it was winter and so, she was hibernating. His fellow Spades could think that he was somewhat jealous to have Ace’s attention stolen from him on a day equally dedicated to friendship. Maybe he wasn’t feeling that festive.

The truth was that the source of his unsettled feelings were the gifts themselves. Twelve bracelets made of a lightweight but thick and sturdy 12 gauge aluminum were inside the box, all of them personalized with a handwritten name and a very distinctive silver colored charm attached to an aluminum jump ring. Deuce himself was impressed with how fast he managed to work in such a short time, but unexpected shyness was keeping him from taking out the package of his room.

He got drunk after dinner, hoping the alcohol would grant him courage despite being on an undesirable state. Instead, he passed out after not drinking much and spent the next day on his room, ashamed of himself.

The following day, however, he was completely decided the gifts would be delivered, even if not by him, personally. It was still disgraceful, but better that than nothing, RIGHT?

Each bracelet was now individually contained on a tiny bag, hiding inside his pockets. He had gotten up even earlier than usual to leave some of them in specific places for certain receivers to find. It went like this:

The very first one was Sahar’s [ @xamiicus ] with a STETHOSCOPE, left on one of her drawers on her desk at the infirmary. One of the nurses certainly saw him, but a strict stare and everything was as if she hadn’t witnessed it at all.

Rosa’s [ @xpuriity ] was next along a PAIR OF MUSIC NOTES, hidden under the fallboard of her piano so it was the first thing her eyes laid on when opening —Deuce hoped Rosa would be in the mood to play some music, truthfully. Otherwise, it would stay there for quite a while?

Next ones were Thatch’s [ @xmenageriie ] and Pomona’s [ @jijiivishaa ] with a VASE WITH KITCHEN UTENSILS and her signature DEATH’S HEAD HAWK MOTH, respectively, nicely placed on different locations of the kitchen. One was hidden along the condiments, relatively easy to spot, and the other was put inside the freezer.

Jakoby’s [ @jakcby ] followed, and the bracelet with a MANTA RAY was left on the floor, given Deuce would have hated to step into his room and have the surprise ruined by waking his friend up, as it was almost time for breakfast anyways.

As everyone gathered to eat, Deuce offered to help out distribute the plates and left Camilla’s [ @xviridiis ] gift, with a COUPLE OF FLOWERS ‘FRAMED’ under it, greeting the teal-haired with small conversation to distract her for a couple of seconds.

Deuce swore revenge on Junior after the chicken gave him hell before he was finally allowed to be caught. To many it looked hilarious, seeing the struggle of a rather big man to grasp a bird that refused to stop running. He tied both Tomoe’s [ @redbcrn ] and Marco’s [ @bluebcrn ] on his neck, both with a SAMURAI SWORD and a PHOENIX before he let go, rushing the animal to go back to his mother. He would never tell anyone this secret, but the Phoenix was originally meant to be a CHICKEN in order to tease Marco with Junior.

A few hours were taken as a break, tired and in need of a shower to refresh himself. A snack snuck in.

Bribing Stephan with a treat he bought, Olivier’s [ @jcllyfisn ] adoration had her gift tied to his neck as well, which had a meticulously made JELLYFISH. Yes, she was not available at the moment, but he trusted Stephan to leave the little bag on her room, somewhere easy to find for when she woke up.

Whitebeard’s health went critical for a moment, so a few hours were spent treating the captain until he was stable again.

He made the same offer he did during lunch, but this time, the FOUR LEAF CLOVER charm that came with Mia’s [ @xluck-archive ] gift was left the same way as Camilla’s, although he asked the Lucky Cat to grant him luck on his personal QUEST when making small chat.

Ace [ @xpyre ] was found sleeping on the wooden deck after looking for him, so Deuce took him to the infirmary and laid him on a bed, leaving only after he left Ace’s gift with a REPLICA OF HIS PRIDE AND JOY, WHITEBEARD’S JOLLY ROGER on a hand.

Finally, when dinner came, Deuce sat next to Eliza [ @xominous ] and eat without saying a word but keeping an eye on his surroundings. A smile was given to her, and when the chance came, he slid the final gift that had a BOW charm under her purple cloak.

The victory was reached, and so, he felt tranquil and oddly proud of himself, once again.

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jcllyfisn · 5 years

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Little animal squad

@jijiivishaa / @xmenageriie / @bluebcrn / @redbcrn / @xpuriity / @xpyre / @infcrtunii

#marco was hard #thatch wad HARDER #i ended up using my hair down desiign for him lol #just in case: olivier is a fox; deuce a raccoon #tomoe is a dragon; marco a phoenix (duh)#rosa is a bird; ace is a hare/rabbit #pomona is a sheep and thatch is a dog #◜ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴏʀᴇ ━ miscelanea◝#◜ᴏɴ ʙᴏᴀʀᴅ ━ games◝#◜ᴀᴜʀᴇʟɪᴀ ᴀᴜʀɪᴛᴀ ━ visage◝#ppl tags lol #tbt #infcrtunii #redbcrn #bluebcrn #xpuriity #xpyre #xmenageriie #jijiivishaa

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xmenageriie · 6 years

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( thatch ) ❛ isn't it heavy? ❜ his hair, he meant.

🔪— @xpyre

He doesn’t answer at first, but gives his perfect pompadour a quick swipe of his favorite comb. The teeth of the comb dragged through his hair and slicked it back into place before the tool was placed into its usual pocket. “Yes, the burden of being this handsome is a heavy one.”

#xpyre #🔪 — 「relax and i’ll whip up something good ( thatch ; ic ) 」#🔪 — 「 v. let’s see where the wind takes us ( thatch ; op.predeath ) 」#( way to be modest dude )#( he's only half joking ;; )#( thank you stella x3 )#( and he totally misunderstood lmao )

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bearxclaws-archive-blog · 6 years

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🐻 — @xpyre / starter call

“Alright, you can eat faster than me — I’ll give you that. But I bet’cha can’t beat me in a race. C’mon, Freckles. We go down to the docks, start at one end. It’ll be easy, and I promise I won’t brag. . . too much.” She absolutely had a trick up her sleeve, but she had to be better than Ace at something or else her pride would shatter.

#xpyre #🐻;「 v. ??? ( tbt ) 」

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xstrawhat · 6 years

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' try this on for size sabo! ' of course, turning everything into a competition, Ace would enter the ring that was the ship, gigantic sea king meat hauled behind - fit for a king. ' LUFFY!!! Think you can handle all this!!? ' he beams enthusiastically; his way of saying Happy Birthday to a very special little brother.

More than having just one brother to visit him that day, now he had both of them there. Luffy had his arms and legs all wrapped around Sabo once Ace shouted his name, bringing even more food. That should be definitely one of the best days in his whole life; after so much they all went through, being together was the biggest gift the Strawhat could have ever received.

‘ ACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ‘ and one of his arms stretched to reach the other brother, wrapping his torso entirely right before coming back with all speed, bringing the Fire Fist to collide with him and Sabo, ending with the three of them in the floor, and the youngest one laughing loud, very satisfied.

‘ LET’S EAT EVERYTHING!! ACE!! SABO!!!!! TOGETHER!!!!!!! ‘ as the family they were.

@xpyre @xflaare

#☠ ⋮ • (ic)#☠ ⋮ • (chapter: i'm becoming the pirate king!)#xpyre #xflaare #;answered

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onepiecerphub-blog · 6 years

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I just want to scream how much I love @infcrtunii, @xpuriity and @xpyre. Their interactions and characters are 11/10 and I'm super happy to be able to talk to them !!

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#Sorry i couldn't find a picture with all of them #confessions #xpyre #xpuriity #infcrtunii

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xflaare-a · 6 years

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xpyre replied to your post “ — ❝Pirates really don’t know how to dress. Everyone knows...”

bruh

— ❝Yeah, bro?❞

#xpyre #✖ | rising in revolution ( ic. )#✖ | just for laughs ( crack. )#( sabo dont play dumb )

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xpuriity · 5 years

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| ♪ A STORY NOT OFTEN TOLD, yet one close to the hummingbird’s heart as it had been the day her true love walked into her life, a firefly glowing in the dark and guiding the lost bird back to shore.

❝Ace and I?❞ she echoes the question softly, a warm smile to glossed lips, indigo eyes shining with LOVE, yet there’s a rosy tint to her cheeks as despite how much she adored her sunshine boy, Rosa was still quite timid to retell the tale publicly but she begins anyway.

❝I — We — Well.. Ace was a Whitebeard Pirate first.. they often visited my home island — b-back when Foodvalten was our —— the Whitebeard Pirates, I mean territory.. ❞ she pauses, voice dropping into a low embarrassed mumble of a lonely dejected girl despite how long it has been. ❝Back then.. I was training so hard, to join them — to be a part of their family.. it was all I wanted… b-but I was too weak and small… I wasn’t ready…❞ despite appointing the blame to none other than her own weakness, she feels SAD as rejection is never kind.

❝I was about to give up.. ❞ accept what everyone else believed, that she truly was no more than a small delicate girl, unfit for the harsh tides of the sea. ❝That was when Ace found me.. I suppose he heard of me from his crewmates then —❞ she giggles lightly and her expression lights up as though him finding her had cleared away all her storms. Cheeks burn bright red but she’s HAPPY when she retells of their meeting.

❝He — He offered me his hand… and I knew — I couldn’t give up.. ❞ resembling sunshine he stood before the tearful broken girl, a smile as bright as the STARS when he extended his hand to her, saving her life by making the choice to befriend her and the lonely bird would never be alone again.

❝ He was my first friend.. the first to accept me — so I — I had to keep going.. to grow stronger… for HIM — everyday, since then.❞

#xpyre #( thank you for sending nonnie!! )#( can you believe this actually made me want to write on rosa? ;u; )#( made me so happy to see an ask tbh!! )#♪ | knew from the first note played . I need to know your name ( anon. )#♪ | sing to me all your secrets ( asks. )#♪ | whispers of the wind ( ic. )#♪ | otp: you gave me wings to fly . painted embers in my skies ( acero. )#♪ | v: losing grip on sinking ships . you showed up just in time ( main. )

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infcrtunii · 5 years

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Seeing how responsive Deuce usually tends to be to whatever happens on his surroundings, it must have been quite a surprise to see him so quiet and absorbed deep within his thoughts when the crew was faced with the death of the fourth division’s commander, Thatch. Maybe it gave the impression that Deuce was trying too hard to hold himself together so he could be one of the few who tried to be the voice of reason in a time of despair, but then why wasn’t he saying anything?

Why did he look so unlike himself?

Days before he left out to sea, he was set on the idea that he would go all by himself through the vast ocean, well-knowing that having someone else on his side could result on being backstabbed, but we know that was changed time later, with the offering of Portgas D. Ace to join him. That very idea was reinforced tenfold that day, but rather than swear revenge on Teach like so many did for being such a selfish bastard and dare to commit a crime so unforgivable after a decade of claiming himself a part of the ‘family’ they all belonged to, just for a forsaken fruit, Deuce stood in absolute silence at the infirmary.

He couldn’t hold a grudge against Teach, much to his disgust —despite the fact that he grew fond of the commander. It was horrible for him to be so troubled with those feelings and yet he didn’t have it in himself to rage along with his crewmates.

Deuce had, many years prior, tried to do the exact same with Ace —commit murder just so he could take possession of a Devil Fruit. For the masked male, both were the same, even if he failed and Teach succeeded. It didn’t matter to him why did any of them do it. Survival, or power.

It would be the biggest act of hypocrisy, wouldn’t it?

But it doesn’t stop there.

His crewmates cried for their fallen brother, and deep inside him, Deuce had never considered any of them like family, so for him, it would have been a hollow cry. Ace knew Deuce was only there simply because he was there —so can you imagine, the very first two Spades, alone in the infirmary, where Ace can clearly see the burden in Deuce’s eyes? Ace knows his feelings all the same, for her has been carrying the sins of another his whole life. Like I said before, Deuce doesn’t care about the reason as to why he or Teach did what they did, but hearing Ace say that there’s a huge difference in between them is enough to calm a storm raging inside him.

Ace confesses he plans on going after Teach, to which Deuce begs him not to do it. Being pretty much the embodiment of misfortune, he knows things will go wrong if Ace decides to go on that path, and so they start arguing. Their discussion is cut short, and Ace leaves.

A seed of bitterness towards the crew was planted when Ace left the ship, seeing that Fire Fist had grown oh so attached to another crew, a supposed ‘family’ which defeated his and then had it integrated to itself —It was clear to him Ace had a higher priority put over them, reason why he became slightly less stable, more erratic and even less capable of managing his anger.

#death /#death tw #xmenageriie ; thatch #xpyre #❝ —who we are ; pre #❝ —an endless journal ; hcs #❝ —off to new adventures ; queue

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