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Acclimating - justira - One Piece [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 2/2
Fandom: One Piece
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Monkey D. Luffy/Trafalgar D. Water Law, Mugiwara Kaizoku | Strawhat Pirates & Trafalgar D. Water Law
Characters: Monkey D. Luffy, Trafalgar D. Water Law, Usopp (One Piece), Nami (One Piece), Roronoa Zoro, Franky (One Piece), Nico Robin, Tony Tony Chopper, Brook (One Piece), Mugiwara Kaizoku | Strawhat Pirates
Additional Tags: Asexuality, Asexual Character, Asexual Monkey D. Luffy, Aromantic, Aromantic Trafalgar D. Water Law, Consent, Negotiating Consent, Incompatible Identities, Background Franky/Nico Robin, One-Sided Monkey D. Luffy/Roronoa Zoro, Slow Burn, the slowest of burns, Slow Build, Celiac Trafalgar D. Water Law
Series: Part 1 of Achromatic, A-Chromatic

There are things that Law learns the hard way.

One is that, if you involve yourself in Luffy’s life, the Strawhats will involve themselves in yours.

The other is that he is allowed to want, sometimes.

In which Luffy is goodness, and light, and love, and the Strawhats all saw it coming.


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Huge Genyatta Fic List

Thanks to Tumblr user @blackmage2317 , a long list of Genyatta fanfics has been organized. Hundreds of fanfics for you guys to chose from! I want to give a big thanks to blackmage2317 and their dedication for finding and putting together all these fics. I feel it’ll be a big help for people searching for fics to read.


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Idk where this came from but here it is. I guess this is what happens after days of not drawing anything.

Surpreme gay otp award goes to SanUso because this is the longest I’ve ever been majorly and deeply attached to a pairing. Usually after a year or so, I get a little bored…move on maybe if something else grabs my attention. But no, here I am in my otp clan. Otp clan here we stand.

Honey Whiskey 🥃 PART 1

A Klance one-shot inspired by Honey Whiskey by Nothing But Thieves. (Also includes Hidge)

The club was rather calm for 9:00pm. That was the time clubs started right? Was that even the right word? Do clubs start?
Lance hummed to himself as he looked around. Maybe he should have stayed outside while waiting for Hunk. They had agreed to meet at Voltron Inc. at 9 but Lance always liked to get places early. Unfortunately now that his clock read 9:10pm he remembered that Hunk usually tended to be late.
Suddenly he felt a huge hand slam into his back.
“Ahh!” He whipped around to find a friendly smiling face. “Oh, god Hunk, you scared me!” Hunk laughed one of those deep Hunk laughs.
“You getting a little jumpy alone in a bar?” He asked, smiling.
“Hey, it’s my first time!” Lance scowled and crossed his arms. “So why are we here anyway? College experiences?”
Hunk laughed. “No, two guys going to a bar alone is not a college experience unless they’re dating or something. And as far as I know, we’re definitely not dating.”
Lance smirked and lifted an eyebrow. “You sure, babe?” Hunk rolled his eyes and Lance burst out laughing.
“Come on,” Hunk said grabbing his arm. “Tonight’s trivia night and I need a wingman for that cute sophomore.”
“Oh god, so that’s why you brought me here?” Lance whined as Hunk dragged him towards some red tables near one corner of the room.
At this time, Lance decided to take a moment to look around the club again. He had noticed a girl working the bar earlier who seemed kind of cute. Maybe he could talk to her!
Unfortunately before he could find her, he realized Hunk was walking him up to a burly guy that honestly looked like he could be a pro wrestler.
“Lance, this is Sam! He’s in my engineering class, a senior.” Lance gawked for a second. This guy went to their college?
Hunk drones on for a few minutes about how Sam was super cool and Lance started tuning out, looking at some of the dude’s tattoos. There was a dolphin looking thing and some flowers near his wrist. He also had “Peace not violence” on his neck.
Okay so maybe not a pro wrestler type of guy.
Eventually Hunk mentioned they would be doing trivia night with him and led them to the table. Lance sighed and put his head on his hand as he sat down. He was tired to be honest, and kinda wasn’t in the mood to be a wingman.
Of course he would, because ya know, best friend duties, but…
He decided to look around again. Suddenly his eyes landed on the girl he had seen earlier. Maybe he could get a few drinks with her! And then of course go wingman Hunk.
“Hey, Hunk, can you hang with Sam for a minute? I’m gonna go hit up the bar.” Hunk’s eyes widened. “What, don’t act like I haven’t had a drink before!”
To be honest, he didn’t handle alcohol well usually but he figured he wouldn’t do to bad from a beer or two.
“Okay, bro, go ahead.” Hunk said.
Lance smiled and headed toward the bar. The girl was wearing a black tank top and had bright red hair. Lance slowed his pace as he approached. He sat down on one of the stools and feigned looking at his nails.
After a minute, the girl looked over to him. “Are you gonna just sit there or do you want something?” She asked in an irritated tone.
Lance coughed, embarrassed. “Oh no, yea-” Suddenly another bartender came up to the girl, holding a yellow pad. He wasn’t looking up, and seemed to not notice Lance.
However, Lance realized, he was certainly noticing him. The dude was wearing a maroon crop-top. That meant Lance could see his stomach.
And oh boy, his stomach. This guy had abs for days. Lance looked up, trying not to look too awkward.
Big mistake. The bartender had like, the prettiest face he’d seen in the whole school. He was wearing black eyeliner that brought out violet eyes. He had freckles dotting the bridge of his nose and a Lance noticed what looked like a slight bit of Vitiligo around his lip which just made him look cuter.
“Nyma, can you tell the cook to get an order of fries for the trivia kids?” Lance jumped as he spoke. He didn’t realize a voice could give you as much pleasure as ASMR.
The bartender looked toward Lance suddenly, and Lance could feel his cheeks reddening.
“Is this a newbie?” The bartender asked, pointing to him.
“Yeah, he was just about to order when you barged in. I’ll get the fries, you go entertain the trivia team, Keith.” Nyma replied. The bartender shared eye contact with Lance for a split second and Lance almost felt his heart leap out of his chest.
Then he walked over to the trivia team.
Lance’s eyes followed him and as he walked around the edge of the bar in what Lance now realized was gray skinny jeans, Lance decided he should probably not look any longer or he might choke.
“So, did you want a drink?”


Okay so that’s the first part of this little one shot I’m doing on tumblr! For more of my writing go to treerainbellabina on AO3.



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It's hard - Chapter 1 - RabbitKinder - Captain Underpants Series - Dav Pilkey [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 6/?
Fandom: Captain Underpants Series - Dav Pilkey
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Mr. Krupp (Captain Underpants)
Additional Tags: I cannot believe I actually wrote a fiction for Captain Underpants, Here I am though, And honestly I’m pretty happy with this, abuse mention, death mention, No Child Left Behind and other mentions of poor education choices made by the US government, some good old 90’s meta observations, Iraq war mentions, Violence Mentions, God- it’s a captain underpants fic why did I have to take it so far, Edith Anthrope, Melvin Sneedly - Freeform, Harold Hutchins - Freeform, Egg Casserole, (Someone came up with that ship name and I love it)

It’s hard, being the bad guy.

He knows firsthand. He knows what it is to wake up every morning having to drag yourself to work to scowl and make sure the right kids get the right amount of everything spanning between a free lunch to a detention, and he knows the depth between those brackets. There’s been plenty of times he’s gone outside of them, but the fact of the matter still remains that it’s more of what he does out of fear that comes off as rage than out of kindness that comes off as protocol that will be remembered.

This is more stream of consciousness and *admits* its more a fanfiction of the growing post-movie canon, sort of, than a blend of it and the books.

I did not know it added chapters after the fact.

Honestly this has many MANY of the same problems I noted in 

But this one just speaks so much to me.  Taking the disparate half ideas and making a series of character pieces and examinations of what the hell is wrong with Krupp.  It felt like a drabble but its grown and. and

I think I like it better than Sneed Me.  I guess because its laser focused on the subject I identify with.  And it feels its consistently inconsistent.  sorry I really suck at putting into clear words my judgement and feelings.  And so does Krupp in this version of the tale.

Its all about Krupp being damaged and his vicious persona having grown around him until the point he him is dead inside.  Only Captain underpants is somehow saving him.

Each chapter feels like a new take with some take from the movie, the books, and the tumblr fanon.  Part of what helps is “I get that reference” being old enough I was in school when some of the big woes that Krupp gets fixated on takes him over.  Also I feel it makes Krupp mean and the faculty PEOPLE versus jerks we want the slasher pranksters to give them what for.  And subtle distant shot of “Jacob” Meaner interacting with Krupp (oh when will I get a good version of this ship? no no I didn’t mean it keep things as is PLEASE I didn’t mean it ).

Its clear this is made up as it goes. but for somereason that works. so am recommending for speaking to me and my struggles with confusion and depression and feeling torn and unsure and desperate to the point its one day one goal at a time.

Even with elements just yesterday I’d say I don’t like such as Krupp’s dad being abusive.  Dead sainted mother, and other freudian excuses.  Just exploring Hey School faculty lives 24-7 outside of class or our interactions what happens when Benny just has to be somewhere else not in George and Harold’s vicinity?  How do they keep pulling this shit off?  What’s it like from Krupp’s point of view.  

We get it and I think this one has the right amount of empathy and distance.  shows how the world and perception of depressed or deeply negative person builds up and does and how they compensate (or don’t) or confront things like healthscares, mortality, spiritual failure, but at the same time the entire world isn’t *just* set up to validate him.  You get the sense Krupp’s the hero in his own tale but he also is, slowly, getting that whatever he tells himself it doesn’t make the bad he do not bad.

Beats Shinji Ikari.  so far as five chapters I’m interested.  and even if this only is a series of short encounters… that’s fine by me.
Camp One Piece - Chapter 1 - hundredsunny - One Piece [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: One Piece
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Characters: Akagami no Shanks | Red-Haired Shanks, Trafalgar D. Water Law, Monkey D. Luffy, Portgas D. Ace, Sabo (One Piece), Roronoa Zoro, Sanji (One Piece), Usopp (One Piece), Nami (One Piece), Nefertari Vivi, Koala (One Piece), Buggy (One Piece), Boa Hancock, Alvida (One Piece), Perona (One Piece)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Summer Camp, Summer Camp, Summer Camp AU, if this turns into camp rock im gonna kms, children everywhere, im sorry

The One Piece summer camp au absolutely no one asked for.
Camp New World has always been a favorite with children, from the food, to the counselors, to the activities. Camp Grand Line, across the lake, has always lived in the shadow of Camp New World. However, when the head counselor for Camp Grand Line steps down, a new one steps into the spotlight and vows to see the end of Camp New World once and for all.
I promise to God there will be no music battles.
Downpour - namibean - One Piece [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: One Piece
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Nami/Vinsmoke Sanji
Characters: Vinsmoke Sanji, Nami (One Piece)
Additional Tags: Romance, Fluff

Is it possible to ignite a spark in the rain?

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Astoria Fate’s Kiss - Astraeus and Hades
Rest In Pieces

Archive Of Our Own

Upon entering the throne room, the remnants of their first revolt still lingered even after a decade had passed. The newest additions of their most recent battle against Hercules left fresh scars across the ruins. The peak of battle was just a memory but could become a reality all over again the next time another looked to restore the god’s power. Her family caught in the middle of all of it, right at the top of everyone’s hit list. But she was dedicated in continuing her promise. The Top Tier Gods would never again dictate the lives of others.

The hollow remains of the pantheon were proof of her strength. Remembering how quickly they were willing to tear away her life, their decision still reverberated loudly in her mind. The act that sealed their fates still resonating in this ruined dwelling. Instinctively, she made her way to the very spot she destroyed their artifacts. The room echoed with every footstep. Rebelle embraced the pride dwelling inside. She helped make this possible.

As she stood there, something felt amiss. She didn’t feel any presences earlier but the air around her fluctuated in and out like a pulse. Deciding it was too weak to be an aura and most likely the remaining power surging from H.E.R.A’s offices, she dismissed it as another anomaly. But the moment she turned to leave, a voice called from the shadows, “Don’t leave…”

She knew the voice all too well. Immediately tugging her heartstrings regardless of how many years have passed. Turning around she could see Hades slowly pace from behind his crumbling throne. He looked ragged. His hair was outgrown and unkempt, his skin no longer glowed with its healthy shine, and his lustrous white suit was eternally stained into a grayish hue and lost all its vibrancy. His lavender aura faintly trickled out as he struggled to keep it hidden. Doing all he could to make sure he didn’t alert Rebelle’s husband of his whereabouts.

“Don’t leave,” his voice stung.

She didn’t reply.

His voice broke, pleading, “Please. Give me a few minutes. I know it is a lot to ask for but this is my final request.”