Fic. O_O (sanayuki, acelu)
for lechaco
...He visibly paled when Yukimura walked in the room, all leather and hot ass, whip-toting and smirking, with that hat perched on his head like a crown of domination and control.
Sanada shuts the book and scowls. He is not really surprised to see something like this, but. It's…embarrassing, if that's the right word. It's not exactly them, but it was written with the intention of portraying them, and Sanada doesn't like that. Not when it's Niou who wrote the book and then sent a copy as Sanada's birthday present. A "special edition", because Sanada has heard about the original edition, and that edition certainly does not include either him or Yukimura, although Sanada won't be surprised if it really is based on them.
Yukimura only laughs when he finishes the novel. "Imagine, a story about two star swimmers with a history extending back to junior high and their 'torrid' love affair. Just like Niou. Although his imagination is rather off." He smiles, predatory, and there's a sort of devilish glint in Yukimura's eyes.
The next morning, Sanada thinks that he should probably thank Niou.
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for theherorosalyn
He was never an easy child, even when he was still in me. He was constantly kicking, always wanting to come out, and I always woke in the middle of the night with odd cravings. He was so eager to come into the world that I gave birth to him before my husband could even call the doctor.
He was a troublesome child once he was born. He was a blur of life and energy, always doing with his own way of seeing the world. None of us understood him, and none of us ever tried to stop him from anything. It wouldn't have worked, anyway.
I always knew there was something different about him. I just never fully understood what until now.
Ace is brilliant, but he is also unreachable. This is the first time I have seen such a soft look in his eyes. They don't see me, hand on the doorknob with the door half-open. There's moonlight shining through the crack in the curtain, and I can see Luffy tucked against Ace, whispering. Ace's touch is gentle, and there is something about this scene that pricks at me, but I don't know what it is.
All I know is that Luffy can even make Ace human.
...He visibly paled when Yukimura walked in the room, all leather and hot ass, whip-toting and smirking, with that hat perched on his head like a crown of domination and control.
Sanada shuts the book and scowls. He is not really surprised to see something like this, but. It's…embarrassing, if that's the right word. It's not exactly them, but it was written with the intention of portraying them, and Sanada doesn't like that. Not when it's Niou who wrote the book and then sent a copy as Sanada's birthday present. A "special edition", because Sanada has heard about the original edition, and that edition certainly does not include either him or Yukimura, although Sanada won't be surprised if it really is based on them.
Yukimura only laughs when he finishes the novel. "Imagine, a story about two star swimmers with a history extending back to junior high and their 'torrid' love affair. Just like Niou. Although his imagination is rather off." He smiles, predatory, and there's a sort of devilish glint in Yukimura's eyes.
The next morning, Sanada thinks that he should probably thank Niou.
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for theherorosalyn
He was never an easy child, even when he was still in me. He was constantly kicking, always wanting to come out, and I always woke in the middle of the night with odd cravings. He was so eager to come into the world that I gave birth to him before my husband could even call the doctor.
He was a troublesome child once he was born. He was a blur of life and energy, always doing with his own way of seeing the world. None of us understood him, and none of us ever tried to stop him from anything. It wouldn't have worked, anyway.
I always knew there was something different about him. I just never fully understood what until now.
Ace is brilliant, but he is also unreachable. This is the first time I have seen such a soft look in his eyes. They don't see me, hand on the doorknob with the door half-open. There's moonlight shining through the crack in the curtain, and I can see Luffy tucked against Ace, whispering. Ace's touch is gentle, and there is something about this scene that pricks at me, but I don't know what it is.
All I know is that Luffy can even make Ace human.