wait i wanna like. for no reason but i wanna elaborate on the Squads Tags or people i mention in the tags sometimes. i wanna talk abt me friends :-) i'm taking this chance to talk abt me friends
notabili pinguini is perhaps . my main squad. top 3 main squads possibly ? . never met Any of them irl Yet but like they kinda feel like irls.... like. they're the /online/ squad i've had for the longest time (2017?!?!?!?! a little earlier but we made the gc in 2017 i think) and we're all italian and idk it feels like irls 🥰🥰 and two of them ARE irls now . so. 🥰 ya kno 🥰🥰🥰🥰 i do not know what person i would be without them fr. they shaped me. unfort they did. so Pinguini it's (me) karen mike & Nis
Nis is. ne tag is abt Nis 🥰 Nis is so special Nis is easily my bestest friend and easily one of the people i care the most in the universe ? like. right next to close family is where i'd place Nis i think. in terms of how much people matter to me . & ne is a word?pronoun? we made up to talk abt Ourselves. it's just me but we an n bc both our names start with N and this letter Bonds us and also it's a mix of me+noi(we/us). like. bit of a gollum/sméagol moment when we talk abt us tbh. bc we say we're like,, one person split into two idiots. my bitter half. plato's soulmate theory -esque UGH!! she's so special we agree that just saying we're Best Friends simply doesn't cut it so we always feel like we need to explain our dynamic to? convey? how special it is well enough ?!?! so this is why i get long-winded when talking abt Nis. sorry to anyone who's ever had to listen to me talking abt Nis. it's been a liddol messy a liddol complicated this year w ne but we're fine now. not as well as we used to but! can only get better from here. & i love her so much
then. if i ever mention I Porci. it means pigs. but i'm not using that to talk abt the cops for once in my life ‼ for some reason my actual irls decided to make that the name of the squad :^) and we're all like. we've all been friends since kindergarten. sometimes on and off y'know you kinda drift apart after high school starts cause most of us went to different places but for the most part we lichrally stuck together our whole lives so far. and i lov them so much! god!!!!! i grew up w those bastards i've known them so long!!! aaaaa!!! and we always fall back together and it just. it's good it's so good
le guglielmine is. a bit of a doxxing moment bc it's almost a last name to some of us? this doesn't make sense. i mean. not all of us use (a version of) that as a last name bc family tree but. it's our half of the family's last name kinda. i'm Not going to explain it any better so let's move on. it's just my three cousins sara serena & vanessa mostly. permanent girls night out w us whenever it is that we hang out which is Often as fuck esp when hot girl summer starts. this year looks like we're gonna be together 24/7 again yass we're planning to illegally camp on the beach Or get a motel like losers this year idk. anyway ANYWAY! occasionally the squad also includes my liddol brother (gioele) my other cousin (dennis which is sara & vanessa's younger brother) and serena's boyfriend (antonio) . the three Boys aren't permanent sometimes antonio simply cannot come over and most of the time gioele & dennis simply Do Not want to hang out w us so. >:( at the core it's Me Sara Serena & Vanessa and we ROCK sara & vanessa are sisters serena is Technically their aunt (their dad is her brother) and i'm simply a cousin but we were all born like. in the span of five years (serena first. then sara next year. then me next year. then vanessa two years later) we are Too Close in age and we spent Too Much Time together growing up so we all truly just grew up together like we were all batshit little sisters we have the most fun and three out of four of us are gonna move in together by the end of the year for uni reasons !!! and i could Not be more excited!!!!! i wish it could be all four of us but serena does not care to go back to school (queen) the dream Is to live all together at some point obviously but we'll get there. they're my best friends xx
honorable mention to Gioele my beloved brother he is Everything to me i would kill every person i mentioned so far in cold blood for him but also he has so many scars on his arms from my nails . i'm 20 years old and we're still on the floor beating each other up like kids almost every day after dinner and it's Fine it's Ok i love him so much. nicknames for him include Jeremy Fisher (like the salad finger puppet guy. no reason i just liked to say that name out loud at the time so i stuck it on him i still have his phone number saved as Jeremy Fisher) or lately it's mostly been Gioia (which does mean Joy and it is because he does bring me so much joy but also just bc his name sounds similar lmao)
i got tags for some of my discord server squads such as the cliche (not a typo. not one WE made at least we just decided to call ourselves that to spite our biggest enemy) and i THINK i have sort of a tag for the taxers and i KNOW i have a triumvirate tag which is abt. me and two specific taxers (mud & anna who also have their own solo tags as a treat <3) unfort i'm Shit at keeping up too many conversations and i lost track of discord a long time ago but they??? they mean so much to me! all of them! ahhhh
in the same spirit i wish i had either a squad tag or individual tags for like. dee emi sin lucy & enj and. maybe i will have those tags. i plan to have some version of those tags but... gotta work on it i dream of it at night
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sober me up
(what happens when the one piece boys are drunk?)
characters: portgas d. ace, trafalgar d. water law, sanji.
note: personally i've never been drunk enough to the point where i lose my mind or anything like that ... so this is just based off of my imagination and stuff i see in movies ;;
cw/ tags: gender neutral reader, mentions of alcohol, unestablished relationship, mutual pining.
portgas d. ace
"woah,” ace whispers, head tilted to one side as he looks at you through half-lidded eyes, saying your name in the same way he did when he met you for the first time.“is that really you?”
you're not sure if he’s putting up an act to flirt, or if he’s actually so drunk to the point where he can’t tell his imagination from reality. not knowing how to reply, you hand him a glass of water in a fluster in hopes that he’ll sober up, and he downs the entire thing in one go, mistaking it for liquor.
“wow,” ace says again, awestruck. it’s like his eyes are put in a spell to look at nothing else but you. his reaches for your face, stroking your cheekbone with his thumb. nonsense runs off his tongue as he stumbles deep into your gaze in spirals. “you're so pretty i could kiss you.”
he pauses. “can i?”
fuck it, you think. he’s drunk out of his mind, you're tipsy enough to use it as an excuse. it won't hurt if you kissed your best friend who you’ve been pining for since the dawn of time when he won't even remember anything the day after, right?
so you agree to his request, and ace wastes no time with how quickly he slides his tongue into your mouth just after two seconds of his lips meeting yours— it’s like he doesn't want you to breathe.
when he finally lets go of you, you gasp like a fish out of water while he looks at you stupidly. his mind is filled with you, you, you. one kiss isn't enough to satisfy him— he’s been dreaming of this for months, afterall. with both hands on either side of your face, he makes a bold statement once again.
“let’s do that again.”
trafalgar d. water law
law doesn't drink much, but he can't say no to his crew when they offer. initially, he planned to stay sober for the rest of the night to look after all of you, but as shachi and penguin continue to pour him drink after drink, his head grows heavier with every sip of liquor.
he stays quiet even when he’s drunk. no bold confessions, no impulsive acts, nothing. he just watches his crew drink themselves stupid, the faintest hint of a smile at the corner of his lips.
with the loud hustle of the bar and the deafening laughter of your crewmates, it’s hard to notice how intoxicated law has become until you feel a foreign weight on your shoulder. a white fur hat lands on your lap, and you only realise your captain’s resting his head on you with his eyes closed then.
“captain?” you say. your heart’s beating out of your chest. “captain, you're drunk.”
“i know.” he mumbles in reply, looking silly with his cheek squished against your shoulder.
“let me get you some water.” you try to move out of your seat, but your body doesn't budge. law’s arm holds you down firmly, and you feel the skin under his touch tingle. “captain," you say again, weaker this time. you're not sure if your lungs are working properly with how he's rendered you breathless. "you've gotta let me go," you say, betraying your heart.
"no," law mumbles against you. his hold on you tightens, and you swear he's nuzzling into your neck.
at that point, you decide that he's had one too many and that he needs to be sobered up or else he'd be in a sour mood the morning after. you awkwardly prop his arm on your shoulders as you drag him back to the polar tang with the knowing gazes of your crewmates on your backs, your captain's hat in your hand as you strain to support his weight.
"ah, young love." penguin sighs.
sanji
being an absolute lightweight, sanji's already swaying with his tie off and a few buttons undone after two shots.
"oh, my love." he sing-songs. my love? you raise an eyebrow at the nickname. "the way you look at me makes my stomach flip. your eyes are brighter than the stars, and the way you say my name tugs at my heartstrings. would you make a poor man like me happy by just looking his way?" he rambles, freestyling a verbal love letter for you right then and there. you've heard him do the same for robin and nami, but never for you. (until now, of course.)
the crew's swordsman physically cringes in second-hand embarrassment. "curly, do all of us a favor and shut that mouth of yours."
miraculously, sanji doesn't retort like he usually does. instead, he takes your hand in his as he continues his weird love poem. "if only this wasn't a dream, and i had the courage to confess my love for you in the real world. alas!"
... and he starts crying. actual tears rolling down his cheeks and everything. "but i know you would never love a pathetic man like me!" he sobs into your lap, kneeling before you as your ship's navigator averts her gaze out of embarrassment, grumbling about how her efforts of keeping his secret are wasted.
though ridiculously stupid, his confession made your heart stop. after all this time, it turns out that he's equally as smitten as you are when you thought his heart belonged to someone else. (it's hard not to assume with the way he behaves around good-looking women.)
"why did nobody tell me...?" you ask, looking around as the strawhats look away with a supressed grin.
"because he said he'll kick our asses if any of us said anything. geez, both of you are so stupid. can't you see the way he makes those disgusting heart eyes at you every time you pass by?" the swordsman grumbles.
sanji's arms are still tightly wrapped around your waist after he's done with his improv love poem. "you're so warm, even in my dreams..." he mumbles. it seems like he still hasn't realized this isn't a dream.
the two of you are going to have a looooong talk when he sobers up, you're sure.
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