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authenticaussie · 2 years

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So I just reblogged it but I'm still thinking about it, the idea of dark King!Ace turning countries upside down trying to find the love that was taken from him. Not wanting to accept that Sabo may be dead, and Marco lets his conquering continue because Ave does make it better, once he takes over (brutal and bloody though that takeover may be) and, as well....well, pragmatically, he doesn't want to see Ace fall any further into the same madness that consumed Ace's father, he doesn't want to let Ace lose himself, doesn't want to watch from the outside as Ace devolves into a frenzy and loses the power and security of his kingship. Marco knows exactly how many people are waiting to see Ace fail and he refuses to let that happen.

ALSO the start of Everything being an attempt to soothe, Marco trying to calm Ace down, and it works, sort of, and Marco doesn't turn away from that first kiss because at his core he knows he's a selfish man, even if this is meant to mean nothing. Doesn't realise Ace loves him just as deeply (how is he supposed to, when Ace barely realises it himself?)

But then when Sabo is brought into the throne room, Ace just freezing. Looking into his eyes, all that bitter fury and Ace is almost delighted, that there's a reason his old love never returned - that Sabo hates him, as he should have when they first met. His lifelong search has culminated in Sabo at his feet, on knees, but he's not swearing fealty as he should.

Leaning forward and taking him by the chin to look at the spiderwebbing of delicate/brutal scarring, noting casually that Sabo's in the garb of a simple solider.

"they just sent you our as cannon fodder, didn't they? Appease the mad king with some slaughter."

Sabo yanking himself from Ace's grip, glaring, and it just makes Ace grin wider. Ace clicking his tongue, all musing and mean, "When are they ever going to learn-"

"That beasts are never satisfied with blood? That they want the hunt, too?" Sabo spits, and Ace is in agony, so hot it burns, and Marco can feel the heat off him, the way everything in the room is starting to rattle as power rolls off Ace-

Marco wishing he'd been able to see Sabo first, so he could have figured out what was going on, so he could make this transition easier (maybe just pay Sabo to stay the fuck out of Ace's life-)

OOF royalty aus man 😭

#maracebo #marcoacesabo #man I havent been on here in so long.....I really can't remember what my random/ramblings tag was #for fics.....

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masminizine · 2 years

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Hey all!!! <3 It’s a bit late on tumblr, we’ll confess, but we’re still looking for responses about the MAS mini zine, if any of y’all are interested in such a project. At the moment canon divergence and fantasy are running neck and neck, and we’d love to see a tiebreaker!

#opzines #maracebo #marcoacesabo #marcosaboace #marco x ace x sabo #one piece #we'd appreciate all reblogs!!! <3

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sapphicspaceranger · 3 years

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Sabo is very possessive with Ace

#mas #op meme #marcoacesabo #maracebo

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nari-writes · 4 years

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Why not a Marco/Ace, pre-MAS in the One Piece World, where Ace and Marco are a thing. They met Sabo who's still amnesiac. Follow up the reunion (at your discretion) and Marco realizing, that the brothers appeared to be a package deal and he can't find in himself to be against that.

Ace has been camped out by Sabo’s bedside for two days before Marco can gather up enough courage to go see him. Them.

The events at Dressrosa had been…off-putting. Had involved a lot of arguing, and Marco was still getting over being turned into a plush toy and forgotten. It wasn’t Ace’s fault that Marco needed time, nor that there was a niggle of fear in the back of his head that when he stepped through the door, Ace would turn from Sabo, look at him with blank eyes, and say “who?“

Instead, Ace says, “I’m not leaving him,” and crosses his arms. With his glare aimed at Sabo, Marco could almost pretend Ace was mad at his best friend instead of his boyfriend. Instead of his crew, the people who’ve spent days worrying about him, but who’ve also spent the time trying to convince him to leave Sabo’s side.

Marco shuts the door. “I don’t expect you to,” he says softly, and sets a tray down by Ace’s side. Ace’s sharp posture relaxes incrementally, but he doesn’t look over at Marco’s offering. On the bedside table is the tray from breakfast, still half-full and carefully sectioned to one side of the plate. The side closest to Sabo’s unconscious form. Marco shifts the plate away, carefully, and places the tray in Ace’s lap. “Eat,” he says. “All of it.”

“I’m not hungry-”

“Eat,” Marco says, stern this time, and when Ace looks like he’s going to protest, Marco takes his chin and makes Ace look at him. “Thatch has about a hundred meals on standby for when he wakes up. I’m here for his injuries. Pops is already excited to say hello. Trust us.”

Ace pauses, a second, two seconds too long. His fingers tighten in his shorts. “I do.”

“Then let us take care of you. Of him.”

“I’m not-” Ace says, soft, and his eyes slide away, guilty and sad. “I’m not…used to that.”

Marco forces a grin, tugging gently on Ace’s hair to make Ace swat at his hand and to try and coax a smile onto Ace’s face. “With how this crew spoils you, you’d think you’d be used to being taken care of.”

Ace doesn’t smile at the tease. His mouth curls even further down. “No. No, not- not you guys taking care of me.” His face slips from between Marco’s fingers, turning his head to look at Sabo like he can’t bear to take his eyes off Sabo’s body. “At…anybody else taking care of him. It was always just…us.”

He reaches out, hand shaking as he lets his fingertips run down the side of Sabo’s scar, passing over his cheekbone, and then-

Stops, just at the corner of Sabo’s lips, like he’s too afraid to touch there. Too afraid to go further. Sabo frowns and makes a pained noise, tilting against Ace’s touch, and Ace yanks his hand away, startled.

“I’m sorry,” Ace whispers, and Marco doesn’t know if Ace is saying it to Sabo, or to him. For a moment, his heart squeezes.

In the back of his head, Marco had always been…jealous, of Sabo. Unfortunately so, considering that Sabo was dead, and being jealous of a dead man generally made people worried, but the thing was - when Ace had first told Marco about his brothers, he hadn��t mentioned anything about Sabo being dead.

And with the way Ace slipped Sabo into stories - I figure Sabo would’ve said this, or Luffy pretended Sabo was his imaginary friend for a whole month when he was fourteen - Marco had always assumed Sabo was out there, somewhere, and that Ace was just settling. Settling for kind enough, strong enough, kept a secret well enough, and that, perhaps, Ace didn’t realise he loved Sabo because they’d been so close, and Ace had nothing to compare it to.

That when he did have something to compare, when Marco had given Ace everything he had, that Ace would realise actually, he was in love with his childhood best friend, and thanks for the help in realising it, Marco, but if it’s all alright, Ace would just be going back along to the first person who’d made him feel like he was worth something.

Finding out Sabo was dead (supposed to be dead) had….eased that, somewhat. Of course Marco was second-best to a ghost; ghosts weren’t anything like the living. You could make them into whatever you wanted, whatever you needed, and Ace needed someone to love him unconditionally. Someone who had his back, who knew every trick, who cornered sheep to fleece them out of their money and knowledge and whatever else the two of them wanted. If Marco was second-best to that, he didn’t mind losing the competition.

And then two nights ago he hadn’t even been part of the competition. He’d been taken from everyone’s memories, forgotten by everyone he’d ever cared about, and watched Ace risk his life for a facsimile of the mera mera. Watched him meet Sabo, trade jokes and barbs like they were rehearsed, and wear a frown that got deeper with every word - right up until the explosion at the SMILE factory caught Sabo like a wrecking ball and realisation hit Ace at the same time.

A realisation that Marco didn’t share. He was not supposed to be the one caught flat-foot when it came to information about Ace, and yet-

Ace ignored Marco entirely to drag Sabo’s body close, burying his tear-streaked face into Sabo’s coat and bawling like he’d just lost something important. (Found something important was probably more accurate-) Especially after Ace said, Luffy and I were so worried about you, and then, like a confessional, I wanted to die, before he braced himself and gathered Sabo into his arms, carrying him back to the ship.

Ten minutes into knowing Sabo, and two days into Ace hovering by Sabo’s side, Marco could already tell; they were Ace-and-Sabo, Sabo-and-Ace, linked names like knots in a bracelet, like animal codependency. One without the other was asking for desert dwellers to drown, or mermaids to fly.

But being forgotten still hurt, being ignored had left his chest aching, and logistics didn’t make him feel better about Ace spending two days by Sabo’s bedside.

Ace leans back in his chair, folding his arms over his chest and letting out a shaky breath. “I’m sorry I haven’t been around. I’m sorry I’ve just been- here, with him. I’ve just been-” Ace trailed off.

“Worried,” Marco supplied, and Ace nodded.

“What if he’s- different? He didn’t seem like he had memories of us.”

Marco looked away when Ace began to blink rapidly, but stepped closer just in case. Ace hated to be seen crying, no matter how many times the crew said it didn’t make him weak, but Marco couldn’t leave him.

There was a gentle thunk as Ace plonked his head against Marco’s hip, taking the comfort offered by refusing to unwind from his stiff position. “If he doesn’t remember-” Ace stopped, grip tightening on his biceps before he managed to let go. “If he didn’t remember us, would that have been-” Ace reaches out again, hand hovering over Sabo’s skin. “Would that have been better?” Ace’s voice dropped, hollow and blank. “He wouldn’t know me.”

“And what did you think, as soon as you’d gotten back memories of me?” Marco asked, carefully pushing down the part of him that wanted a proper answer, wanted more from Ace than to use this trauma as ammunition, but-

Ace looks at him, finally, so pained that Marco’s heart tightens. He holds out his hand, searching, and wraps fingers around Marco’s palm, pulling him in close. “It hurt,” he said. “It hurt to realise I’d forgotten you. That I’d been hurting you because I wasn’t- I don’t want to hurt him. If I leave-”

“How do you think you’d feel, if you found out I’d left you?”

“He knows more about me than you do,” Ace says, and Marco ignores the sting in his heart. Jealous of a dead man, but the dead man’s still breathing, picking Ace away from him bit by bit, like peeling fingers off a cliff face.

“If he knows more,” Marco says, trying to sound like he knows what he’s talking about, “then to have lost it would hurt more.”

Ace gives a short, sharp laugh. “And what if-”

“Stop,” Marco snaps. “Stop with the what-ifs and apologies and the idea that the man you care so much about, who cares so much about you, will be so irredeemably different. We won’t know until he wakes up. Also, if you say anything about him not waking up, I’m taking that as a slight on my skills as one of the best doctors in the world, and I will not be pleased about it.”

Finally, a smile comes to Ace’s lips. “Bit arrogant, aren’t you?”

Marco sniffs haughtily, relief spreading over him like a blanket. “I have every right to be,” he says, trying not to let contentment sneak into his tone as well. “And, look, Ace- I can’t say he won’t be different. He did look like he’d had pretty severe head trauma as a child, and you don’t know what he’s been doing for the past twelve years. But I can say for certain that he loves you. Probably as much as I do.”

The tiniest flush crept onto Ace’s cheeks, and Marco smiled to see it, a small painful thing.

“And, all of this-” Marco says, and watches guilt flash across Ace’s face, heavy in the downturn of his mouth, and Marco sighs. “It was hard,” he says, picking the words as carefully as one might sew stitches. “Being…forgotten. Watching you go through that and knowing I couldn’t help. My powers were…they’re meant to be useful, and I couldn’t do anything. I know you want to take care of him yourself. I know that’s what you’re used to, but I- “

Marco paused, then carefully reached out to touch Ace’s cheek; curve down the bone, his jaw, stopped at the corner of his lips. “You have me, now. And if that’s not what you want any more, that’s fine.” Ace jolts, eyes wide, and Marco presses his fingertip against Ace’s lips so he can finish speaking without interruption. “But I’d help, if that was what you needed. Wanted.”

“Marco,” Ace breathes, and then he’s up and out of the chair, warm hands on Marco’s cheeks, their foreheads pressed together. “I’m not used to it. Not used to not being alone.”

“You’re a package deal. I’m not complaining.” A wicked smirk curves up Marco’s face. “I can think of quite a few crew members who are going to be real pissed at me for being close to both of you.”

Ace’s blush deepens further. Marco’s grin gets wider.

“Why Ace,” he says, and he knows Ace has caught his tone when Ace starts yelling, shut up shut up shut up! “What are you thinking about?”

As Ace yells at him for the innuendo, spluttering as he tries to defend himself and his feelings, Marco lets his smirk fade into something fond. Sabo hadn’t seemed soft, before he’d fainted, and he’d made Ace cry (more than once, Marco’s colder side whispered,) but to get to know the man who’d saved Ace’s life, who’d kept Ace safe, and even being able to see the crew’s faces when Marco first cracked a two-for-one joke and got to show off how happy Ace was-

Well.

It wouldn’t make up for being forgotten, but Ace isn’t setting him aside - and he’s looking forward to the new memories they'll make together.

#opfanfic #nari is writing #marcoace #maracebo #marcoacesabo #marcosaboace #aussie's anons #ask aussie #UGH see I love the trope of 'marco realising ace+sabo are a package deal but hey no worries he likes Both' but also c a n o n ??#op you're killing me #I'm known in many circles as au queen for a r e a s o n

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masbingo · 7 years

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MAS Bingo!!!

Welcome to the very first Marco, Ace, and Sabo fandom bingo event!

Run because everyone’s desperate for more content for rarepairs, this event starts on the 1st of October and continues until the 31st of December, with bingo cards handed out until the 14th of December.

Bingo cards resemble the one below, filled with prompts from 12 categories (or 13 if you decide to do the optional nsfw category). Throughout the three month period, everyone who signs up gets to create content centering around the three, and the prompts given on their bingo card.

Achievements can be won by filling five prompts in a row, writing about certain topics, or completing certain challenges, but the main purpose of this game is just to have fun!

We hope you all enjoy, and feel free to ask any questions if they aren’t covered in the:

Guidelines FAQ

And, as always, reblogs to spread the word are awesome 💖

#marcoacesabo #marcosaboace #maracebo #opfanfic #opfanart #opgraphics #opevents

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mas-zine-blog · 7 years

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MarcoAceSabo Fanzine

Hey Guys!~

Welcome to the first ever MarcoAceSabo event! As many of you have heard by now, there will be a whole week dedicated to this marvelous OT3, you can find all the details about it here: @mas-week2017

And along with the MAS-Week of 2017 there will be this accompanying event!~ A fanzine will be made alongside MAS-Week for anyone who is interested in submitting works of art and fanfics. And if you choose to enter videos, gifs, playlists and any other media, we can see how we can accommodate your works.

Some of you may be thinking, but what exactly is the MAS-Zine?

And we are happy you asked!~ The MAS-Zine is a fanzine, which is basically a fan-organized and fan-made magazine. Normally a Fanzine is composed entirely of works of art, but we shall be accepting fanarts, fanedits, and fanfics. So anything printable will do! All in all think about this event like a MAS-Centric magazine! We are trying to make a unique Limited Edition MAS-Magazine, so expect it to have a cover, snippets of stories/art, and column like “article” format like a real magazine would.

So Sign ups!

The MAS-Week event will be taking place between December 1st to December 7th, that’s when the blog will go live and every day we will have new postings, BUT you don’t have to wait as long to submit to the Zine, you can just send the fic/art/what have you to us via this email: [email protected] or google docs and we can start to place your work into the composition of the Zine. When submitting your works be sure to add warnings in your emails if you choose to take this route, and be aware that we may add our own warnings if we believe the content needs it.

Sign ups begin immediately. So you have until November 1st to sign up as a participant of the event. But you will be given until December 10th to actually submit your work for the MAS-Zine.

To enter, please follow this link and answer three simple questions ^^!~ We are asking if you would like to enter as an artist/writer/both. And we will, of course, need to know what tumblr URL/email you would like us to contact you on. And the last one is in the case you would like to use a different name for you within the Zine.

Submissions:

We will not be restricting any sort of content for the Zine, we will accept all Gen to Mature works, however, we ask that you that you let us know the rating so the appropriate warnings are given. There will be a section especially for MA ratings. We also ask that the works be MAS-Centric, include as many characters as you wish, but we have to ask that the focus remains around Marco, Ace, and Sabo.

At this point we do not know the specs of the Zine for artwork, other than we would require images of 300dpi, or greater. As for written works please keep them under 4k words there is no minimum. If you would like to partner up with other participants to create a magazine-esque sort of layout that is completely fine! Or if you want to go at it alone that's cool too!

And in regards to the days! You do not have to create content for every single day you can create things for one, to a couple, or every other day, there will be a sections divided for each day not including the MA/NSFW section. You do not have to decide how many days you will be creating for at this moment, but please have an idea towards the end of the event. We will be contacting you around November 30th for the final count on participants/works and provide more information on the final details.

Fan-Created, Fan-Paid.

If you have snuck a peek of the signup form, you may have noticed that we disclose the need for you to fully read this post. The MAS-Zine will be created by us fans, and as such, the fans will be the ones who will need to pay the cost of it’s making. Both of the event mods will be researching the most cost effective way for us to make this Zine a success. Our goal is for every participant to own a copy of what they worked for, so we ask that you be mindful that there will be a cost to the event. We do not know at this time how much each participant will have to chip in, those details will be disclosed the closer we get to the end of the sign up date.

However, we will strive to have a pre-order open for people who were unable to join the event but would like to support it and have a copy of this Limited Edition Zine. Again more details of this pre-order will be posted the closer we are to the event and release of the Zine. This of course will alleviate the cost of the fans producing the Zine and help us in the long run.

If there are any more questions you feel we have not addressed, please message us, or send us an ask!~ We look forward to working with you all!~

#MASweek2017 #Marcoacesabo #MarAceBo #Maszine #one piece #opevent #one piece event #please help us spread the word #fanzine #opgraphics #opfanart

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leafyxthiefy · 7 years

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Sabo: I'mma do it.

Ace: Bo, don't do it.

Sabo: I'm doin' it!

Marco's butt: *gets touched*

Marco: Yoi.

#MarAceBo #MarcoAceSabo #it's...it's all a meme #ho don't do it #boi #marco the phoenix #ace d portgas #revolutionary sabo #he touched the butt #I should be asleep #and yet here I am #posting shit and fuckery

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leafyxwrites · 7 years

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Kisses - A MarAceBo [One Piece] Drabble

Ace loves his candy, but he also loves Sabo and Marco. And Sabo loves to tease Ace as much as he loves Ace and Marco. Marco got no reading done. But he loves his boyfriends too.

Ao3 ~ FF.net

Also under the cut in case you rather read on Tumblr

Blue eyes switched from one lover to another as the three sat in their claimed seats of their four sided dining table.

Ace was pouting, arms crossed across his naked chest, while his gray eyes were narrowed in a fiery glare aimed at the amused looking blonde across from him. Where Ace looked miffed, Sabo looked as cool as he could be. He was visibly relaxed in his seat, one long finger looped in the ear of his tea cup as he lifted the delicate china to his lips.

"You're evil." Ace finally grumbled, breaking his silence.

"I have no idea what you mean, Acey." Sabo smiled sweetly in response. And Marco was left even more lost than before.

"Seriously?!" Ace asked incredulously. "You know exactly what I am referring to!"

"Nope." Sabo looked as innocent as they came. "No idea, Ace I'm sorry."

"Well you sure as hell don't look like it." Ace huffed.

Sabo laughed and Marco sighed, "Okay, I give, yoi. What's going on?"

"Ask Ace, he's the one that woke up on the wrong side of the bed today." Sabo said with a smile aimed at the simmering raven.

"I did not wake up on the wrong side of the bed! Sabo is just doing the thing again Marco! He's being evil and he knows it! Look at him, he's practically growing demon horns!" Ace pointed at the calm man sipping at his tea.

"And exactly which thing are you referring to, Ace?" Marco asks, knowing he shouldn't get involved in the little dispute the two were having, but he just couldn't help himself. Marco had to act as mediator between his siblings on more occasions than he cared to count. He was physically incapable of staying out of things, especially between his two beloveds.

"The thing with the wrappers!" Ace all but threw his hands in the air.

"The wrappers, yoi?" Marco asked his eyebrow rising in question, but when it became evident that Ace wasn't going to elaborate, he turned to Sabo for more information.

Sabo had set his teacup down by that point and raised his hands in the universal shrug gesture of 'I have no idea what he's talking about'.

Marco sighed and it took every single ounce of his willpower not to slam his palm onto his forehead. How was it possible that these two fully grown men still squabbled like children? Ace he could understand seeing as to how he often fought with his younger brother Luffy, but what on Earth had possessed Sabo to annoy Ace?

"Sabo, just apologize." Marco tried.

"Well I would, but I don't know what I would be apologizing for." Sabo said with so much sincerity that Marco was almost tempted to believe Ace really was overreacting as he was prone to do.

"Are you okay Ace, did your narcolepsy not let you sleep again, yoi?" Marco asked.

However, it proved to be the wrong tactic as Ace then turned his glare in Marco's direction. "I am not overreacting feather face!"

"Name calling Ace, really?" Sabo butted in shaking his head with a light tsk.

"Shut it, Goldylocks!" Ace snapped and pouted, "I worked extremely hard to keep my Halloween stash away from Luffy this year and you know it! And still you just, ugh!" Ace made wild gestures with his hands and ended up crossing his arms over his chest again, sulking.

"Halloween stash?" Marco chimed in, confused once more as to where the conversation was headed.

"Ace and Luffy had a competition on Halloween to see who can get the most candy by the end of the night. And Ace came out on top, charmed the ladies into giving him more candy than the other kids, good tactic if you ask me. But in the end a certain baby brother got a little handsy and a quarter of Ace's winnings were stolen. So Acey here stashed the rest in his super secret spot." Sabo explained before sipping his tea again.

Marco hummed, "I remember that much, but I do not see how this has anything to do with you two arguing."

"Oh we're not arguing, Ace is just being Ace." Sabo said calmly.

"Oi!" Ace barked, "I am not 'just being Ace'! I was wronged here! Marco you can't really be taking his side can you?"

"I never said I was taking sides, yoi." Marco quickly interjected. "I'm just trying to piece this together."

"Sabo stole my candy and replaced it with fakes! He's the evil mastermind here!"

"I did no such thing, you don't have any proof that I was the culprit, do you, Acey?" Sabo said over the rim of his cup. "And how exactly do you replace candy with fakes?"

Ace stared at Sabo for a long moment, his mouth open slightly before his eyes burned with a new flame. "You know exactly how it's done because you did it! You've been doing it since we were kids! It was how we were able to sneak candy away from Dadan back at the foster home."

"I don't think I've heard that story before, yoi. Care to retell it for me Ace?" Marco asked in hopes of calming Ace with one of his stories from the past.

"You haven't heard it yet?" Ace's anger lifted for a moment as he looked to Marco and when the blonde shook his head, Ace explained, only a little begrudgingly. "Back when we were with Dadan, she used to have this drawer full of candy that was only meant for us when we were good. As you can imagine, we were almost never good boys. So we all had a task. Luffy was the lookout with one of us backing him up. Sabo kept surveillance with Luffy when I picked the lock, and I took over when Sabo unwrapped the candy and hid it. We never got caught because of Sabo's trick. He was able to slip the candy out without disturbing the wrapping. So when he got the sweets out, he rewrapped the wrapper, sometimes with little pebbles or wadded up paper, and he'd put it back where he got it. Dadan thought she was buying defective candy for years and even tried to sue, but nothing was ever settled. And that's just what he did, to my stash."

"That's actually quite brilliant, where did you learn to do that Sabo?" Marco asked, highly impressed with his boyfriend's uncanny talent.

"You pick up a few things here and there when you have to live in a very restrictive home." Sabo said with the familiar dismissive tone he often used when he described his time with his parents.

"I'm just glad Haruta never learned that trick," Marco mused, "Thatch would have ended up pulling out all of his hair."

Sabo opened his mouth to add to that but Ace was quick to cut in, "You're missing the point here Marc! That makes Sabo as guilty as they come! He stole my candy and replaced it with these!" Ace said and tossed the small folded pieces of paper onto the table.

Marco reached for one and unfolded the small rectangle. A smile coming to his lips when he read over the message written inside.

"Did you read this, yoi?"

Ace's brows came together as he looked at the note and then to Sabo, his mood going from brooding annoyance, to curious questioning.

Ace took the small strip of paper and turned it over, where sure enough there was Sabo's beautiful scripture inking the thin material. 'I love you, Acey. And I know what you're thinking but I didn't take any that you like.'

Ace opened up another, 'The ones you love are replaced in the ones you hate.'

Another, 'Did I mention that I love you?'

'I love Marco too, give him a kiss for me when you see him?'

'Now stop being mad and give me my kiss.'

Ace's cheeks were red by the time he read the last message, and he looked up to look at Sabo, who gave him a playful wink. "So, about those kisses."

#opfanfic #One Piece Fanfiction #marcoacesabo #MarAceBo #MAS #modern au #stolen candy #Portgas D. Ace #SABO #marco #This was absolutely amazing to write. It was entirely self indulgent lol. Because one I reached my weekly writing goal for this big project #so im rewarding myself #also i do what sabo does here #except not that cutely #mines are just filled with air and empty promises #leafy writes #leafyxthiefy

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marcoacesabo-kinkmeme · 3 years

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Loving You Both

by Keiith

After Sabo showed up at MarineFord and saved Luffy and him, Ace wakes up in the infirmary of the Moby Dick. His feelings are all over the place with Sabo back in his life.

Words: 3169, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Brothers of my heart

Fandoms: One Piece

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Portgas D. Ace, Sabo (One Piece), Fushichou Marco | Phoenix Marco, Monkey D. Luffy

Relationships: Fushicho Marco | Phoenix Marco/Portgas D. Ace/Sabo

Additional Tags: MarAceBo, OT3, Fluff, Getting Together, ASL Brothers (One Piece), Post-Marineford, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Portgas D. Ace Lives, Happy Feelings All Around

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/33697315

#mas #mas kink meme #mas prompt meme #opfanfic

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thinking-about-stuff · 2 years

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Can't decide which is better.

Ace with his yandere husband Sabo, who threatens anyone who looks at Ace. Marco being their new neighbor, who also happen to fall in love with Ace during their first meeting. Ace likes Marco well enough, but doesn't really interact with him because he isn't going to cheat on Sabo, plus he knows how Sabo gets violent with others if Ace gives them a little more attention than usually would (he sometimes does it for fun).

When Marco meets Sabo for the first time, he is heartbroken, because Ace has a husband, but then gets excited, because Sabo is pretty, intelligent and there is something interesting in him. So Marco makes it his goal to get together with both of them. Sabo of course couldn't care less about Marco.

Then when one late night Ace and Sabo walk home, a few drunkards are catcalling Ace which makes Sabo angry and he wants to shut them up (preferably forever) but Ace is tired and whiny and doesn't have the patience to wait until Sabo's done with them, so they go home. Sabo puts Ace into bed, caressing his hair until he falls asleep, then Sabo goes back to where the incident happened. Only to find Marco with bloody hands and beaten people at his feet and now he's interested in Marco. And Marco just looks at Sabo with eyes filled with dark satisfaction and says:

"Couldn't let them get away with insulting Ace like that, you understand right?"

And Sabo falls in love just a little there.

And eventually Marco breaks the ice with Sabo, making him more accepting to the idea of Marco courting the two of them, which only leaves convincing Ace, who is confused because how could Marco make Sabo agree to the idea, but he's not against it. So Marco starts slowly but surely wooing them, which finally leads to a proper, official relationship between Marco, Ace and Sabo.

Then Ace realizes that Marco is just like Sabo.

(Except Sabo is possessive/obsessive over Ace, where Marco is like that with both of them)

#maracebo #marcoacesabo #mas #yandere au #sorry for any grammar mistake #it's probably full with them

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masminizine · 2 years

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Thank you so much for all your responses! We'll try and post some graphics with the information later and give updates on our next steps! 🥰💕

#zines #opzines #marco x ace x sabo #maracebo #marcoacesabo #marcosaboace #one piece #interest check

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rockingthegraveyard · 7 years

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001 maracebo??

When I started shipping it if I did: I don’t know, like, a month ago? Maybe two? It’s all authenticaussie’s fault, which I’m seeing a pattern when it comes to this ship.

My thoughts: Man, they’re so cute and have so much potential for angst.

What makes me happy about them: They care so fucking much! They have so much love to give despite their hurts and insecurities.

What makes me sad about them: ACE IS FUCKING DEAD! SABO HAS A HUGE FUCKING COMPLEX ABOUT IT AND MARCO IS GOD KNOWS WHERE PROBABLY BARELY KEEPING HIMSELF INTACT. *wails

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: The fics for these three are scarce, so I don’t think I’ve come across anything that has really displeased me so far.

Things I look for in fanfic: I’M NOT GONNA LIE, LIVE FOR THE ANGST WHERE EVERYONE STILL LIVES. Domestic fluffy shit.

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: I have these ships I’d die for and then other ships that I don’t really have any commitment to but I still like to see stuff for them. I don’t actually have any for Marco but I do like Sabo and Koala together. I also, and don’t judge me on this, like Ace and Vivi.

My happily ever after for them: Funny enough, not always together. Like. Marco on the Moby taking care of the family and of course Ace is there as well but he’s basically takes over a lot of what Marco had to do as first commander and is sent off on occasion. And then Sabo, still a part of the revolutionaries, finding time to break away from taking down corruption to have a week long snuggle-fest with his boos.

Who is the big spoon/little spoon: Ace is the little spoon almost always, just snug in the middle. He doesn’t even always start off there, how does he do it? Who is crawling over who in their sleep.

What is their favorite non-sexual activity: Sleeping. Seriously, they love what they do but lord let them rest in each others arms. They need it.

#MAS #thaaaank yoooou!#ship meme #Anonymous #ask

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nari-writes · 4 years

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“ this tea is amazing! we should get married” for mas? from the pove potion meme

“This tea is amazing,” Marco says, and then he looks up, looks straight at Ace, and a grin pulls at his face. “We should get married.”

The whiplash makes him blink. Ace opens his mouth to try and speak, then closes it again. “What?” he finally manages, and Marco’s grin grows softer at the same time as the noise in the bar lulls.

“We should get married?” he says again, a questioning lilt to his words, and the bar seems to echo with what he’s said. Ace looks back, catching Izo and Thatch and Namur blinking at him, and then turns just in time to catch Marco leaning forwards, way too close for his suddenly skip-stopping heart.

“Where- where did this come from?” Ace says, and can’t help the stilted laugh that leaves his lips as he tries to break the silence. “Marco, I’m not really- you’re not really-″

“I love you,” Marco says, and then his hand is cupping Ace’s cheek and Ace finds he can’t breathe. “You being on the crew has made me happy. You’re so full of life, and passion, and I want to make you happy for as long as you’ll let me. And if you want to marry me, then that means you’d let me do it for the rest of our lives.”

His mouth opens and closes soundlessly again, the warmth of Marco’s palm more effective in silencing him than any threat, and in the moment where he tries to collect his thoughts, he suddenly hears a soft,

“…Well shit.”

His eyes find the blond waiter who’d given Marco his tea, and something sharp pricks at his chest as he stands. “What was that?”

The waiter pauses, startled, and in the half-second that Ace can see their eyes, he knows that the waiter plans to lie. The waiter has something to lie about. He surges out of the chair, heedless to Marco’s small, Ace? and hauls the waiter up by the front of his shirt.

“What the fuck did you do to him?” he snarls, and the waiter’s eyes go wide, his hands raising open-palmed and submissive to his shoulders.

“I just work here,” the blond says, but there’s a cadence in his voice that makes Ace’s rage pool hot in his stomach. Thin smoke begins to rise from the waiter’s shirt. Marco rests his fingertips in the middle of Ace’s back at the same time as the waiter’s eyes go wide, and the tiny chill makes him loosen his grip just slightly, his eyes still narrowed.

“Ace, baby, what’s-”

“Don’t call me that,” Ace spits, and shakes the waiter as though that will jar words free from his stupid lying mouth. “What did you do?”

“Put me down?” the waiter says, but Ace scoffs, the corner of his mouth drawn in a harsh smile. He lifts the waiter even further, till their toes barely touch the floor, and the waiter gives a startled choking noise. “Ca-can’t answer if you-” they try, but then their words get caught in a wheeze

“Ace, put him down, yoi!”

“It’s just a semi-autonomous amorous philtre,” the blond says, eyes all wide and innocent, but those aren’t understandable words, and nobody makes things hard to understand unless they don’t want to be understood. Izo gasps behind Ace and a second later, his knife is at the blond’s throat.

“You gave Marco a love potion?” Izo hisses, and Ace flares up again in rage at the implication. The blond swears, and then suddenly he’s out of Ace’s grasp and Ace is stumbling back into Izo’s arms.

“Wha-?” he says, and looks to see the waiter cradled in Marco’s arms, Marco glaring at all of them like they’re the ones to blame. Glaring at them, as though he cares more about this pirate-drugging asshole than his family.

The words love potion come back to him unbidden just as the blond kisses Marco’s cheek and Marco’s expression softens with barely hidden adoration. A sick, burning bile surges in the back of Ace’s throat.

Oh this just sucks.

#maracebo #marcosaboace #marcoacesabo #opfanfic #nari is writing #ask aussie #aussie's anons #I love............the love potion meme so much ajkshd

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