#winefic

[glasses-drunk]

hiiiii thi sis totally rnaodm but i jsut tohught of you because im dirnking some really good cupcake winef and i was dleik omg mutual that i knwo drinsk alot!! iw annated to go say hiiiii ihpep you have a great week <333333 i hope thats not a weeird connection wid ont mean anything mean wby it

Haha I'm a bit late to this ask but i can tell you had a good time lol. I love that people think of me when they're drunk

[merrylog]

Taking Requests

Hello dear followers (and anyone else reading this really)!

So I occasionally draw and write fics for One Piece but I’ve been in a slump for ideas...

Basically, I’m taking requests if you have anything you’d like to see written or drawn. You can check my art by searching #wineart tag and as a warning I’ll let you know that I absolutely have no consistent art-style XD

I’m also taking requests for scenarios you’d like to see written out or characters you’d like to see (search for #winefic if you want to see how I write).

I’ll try my best to write/draw of what you’ve asked but romantic pairings will be up to my interpretation and I hope to satisfy you. 

Not taking NSFW requests

[ultrafreakslikeme]

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[yukalyn]

Summer wine fes 2019-8-25in #肉とワインの酒場ferrous #フェローズ 新宿西口のワインイベントへ♬ 系列店の #新宿inton は行ったことあるけど、ここは初めて！ フェローズの、お洒落カジュアルな雰囲気も大好きだし😘 特選ハラミステーキとか、めっちゃくちゃ美味しかったので♡ 次回来る時は、食事もガッツリ楽しみたいですね😋 美味しいワインと美味い肉に舌鼓をうちながら、ワインの知識も身につく夏のワインフェス🍷 #ヴィンテージ2018 #TWC甲州 は、すごくコク深い味わいで風味も良く✨ どっしりとした口あたりなんだけど口にふくむと滑らかさもあったりで、飲みやすくてすっごく美味しかったです💕 美味しく楽しく飲みすぎて、写メはこれ１枚しか撮ってなかったけど💦 参加した方々との交流も楽しかった😆 次回は新宿のポジティブで！よろしくですw #wine #summerfes #winefes #summerwinefes #ferrous #フェローズ新宿 #西新宿 #ステーキ #steak #meat #drink #酒場 #プラチナワイン #ダイニングバー #新宿グルメ #西新宿グルメ #shinjuku #ワインバー #instagood #instalife #instawine #instafood #instajapan (肉とワインの酒場 Ferrous（フェローズ）) https://www.instagram.com/p/B2CMWMBAdRy/?igshid=1671lycdsjuga

[444names]

egyptian deities + the entire article on mesopotamian deities on wikipedia

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[dearneptunus]

Sebelum Tulisan #MaknaBahagia Lahir

1.Prolog

Bahwa dalam cerita apasaja rasanya selalu ada yang namanya prolog. Bahkan jika itu bukan cerita melainkan suatu kejadian yang kebetulan. Tapi sesungguhnya yang tanpa sengaja itupun bisa menjadi prolog. Karena bahkan Allah menciptakan bumi ini dengan muqadimah atau pembukaan. Tidak kemudian langsung terwujud hamparan bumi yang luas seperti yang kita nikmati saat ini. Nikmat loh.

#Sudahbersyukurhariini?

2.Wish

Wish #44 :menjadi anak-anak lagi, yang tidak pernah memusingkan banyak hal rumit (Nata dalam Refrain)

Siapa yang ingin menjadi seseorang yang menyebalkan jika berdekatan dengan orang yang menyebalkan bukan hal yang diinginkan. Sama dengan yang dialami orang-orang usia praremaja yang mulai dihadapkan dengan banyak pilihan dan konsekuensi atas pilihan itu sendiri. Tidak memilih bukan hal yang pas tetapi ketika memilihpun belum tentu pas. Dan rasanya memang ingin kembali menjadi anak-anak lagi yang tidak memikirkan ego sendiri dan ambisi. Yang tidak dibebani untuk menjadi baik. Yang tidak dibebani gengsi untuk mengatakan ‘halo’ pada siapapun. Dan yang  lainnya. Tapi kemudian meskipun terasa berat dan rumit, ketika kita berhasil melewatinya kita akan gembira bukan.Sehingga tidak perlu megulik masa lalu.Its time to MOVE ON.

#Sudahberhasilmoveon?

3.Coba Dulu

“you will never never know if you never try” (Winna Effendi dalam The Journeys hal 25)

Semakin besar, kalau aku pribadi, semakin ngerasa peragu. Karena dalam mengambil sesuatu itu perlu pemikiran matang-matang tentang bagaimana nantinya. Dan aku pribadi juga tumbuh menjadi orang yang memikirkan banget apa kata orang. That’s why, aku semakin kesini semakin peragu. Artinya butuh banget selftalk dan support orang-orang untuk meyakini sesuatu. Padahal kita ibaratkan aja naik sepeda. Ya gimana bisa naik dan mengendarainya kalau kita nggak pernah tahu rasanya naik, mengayuh pedal, meng-ngerem, dan bahkan jatuh sampai kemdian kita mahir karena sering berlatih. Dan ya dalam pemikiran orang-orang pra remaja- remaja- dewasa sekalipun harusnya berani mengumpamakan kesempatan-kesempatan yang ada seperti belajar sepeda ini. Coba dulu, hasilnya dipikir setelah itu. Kadangkala itu bukan kitanya yang ngga bisa tetapi kita yang membatasi diri kita untuk berkembang. Untuk tahu potensi kita lebih jauh kan harus berani mencoba.

#Beraniuntukmelewatibatasan?

 4.Menyemangati Diri

“Dalam hidup ini kita bersua banyak orang yang cenderung bersikap sinis, mendendam, dan marah terhadap perkara-perkara kecil yang menghadang jalan mereka. Kita juga berjumpa dengan orang-orang lain yang selalu berjalan tegak, tetap riang dan optimistis meski menghadapi rintangan hidup yang paling berat sekalipun” (Desi Anwar Dalam Hidup Sederhana hal 270)

Pada bagian ini, aku rasa tulisan ibu Desi Anwar telah cukup manis sebagai epilog tulisan sederhana ini. Berikut cuplikannya.

Kita punya teman-teman dan rekan kerja yang, setiap kali kita dekati, akan menggunakan kesempatam itu untuk mengutarakan keluhan, tudingan kepada dunia atas masalah mereka dan menulari kita dengan virus negatif. Tetapi ada juga orang-orang yang, sebaliknya, meningkatkan semangat kita setiap kali kita murung atau membutuhkan semangat, dan memotivasi kita dengan kegigihan dan kesabaran mereka.

Sebagaimana kita berupaya menjalin pertemanan yang baik dengan orang lain, yang memberi kita energi yang baik dan positif, kita juga perlu membatasi kedekatan kita dengan mereka yang tidak membuat kita merasa tak berguna, tetapi juga menguras energi kita.

#SudahSemangatBelum?

 Alhamdulillah, Review koleksi buku-buku yang lama terdiam di rak cukup membuahkan banyak aksara ternyata.

Inspiasi tulisan-tulisan ini aku ambil dari 3 buku yaitu :

1.      Refrain cover lama karya Winna Efendi. Cetakan Pertama terbit tahun 2009. Genrenya novel romance persahabatan. Seperti kebanyakan karya Winef yang temanya ngga jauh-jauh dari persahabatan. Dan aku sukak banget beberapa ceritanya karena digambarkannya tidak berlebihan dan pesan moralnya disampaikan dengan bahasa pertemanan banget. Kalau filmnya diperankan sama Afgan,Maudy,dan Chelase Islan (Yang waktu filmnya tayang belum naik daun kaya sekarang).

2.      The Journeys. Terbitan Gagas Media. Isinya tentang perjalanan gitu. Dan lagi-lagi aku suka bagiannya Winef karena digambarkannya betul-betul seperti seorang teman yang bercerita. Jadinya ngga bosen deh.

3.      Hidup Sederhana karyanya Desi Anwar. Aku kenal ibu Desi Anwar dari tayangan Tea Time di MetroTv. Dan aku baru tahu belaiu ini jurnalis senior. Meskipun tipe talkshow maupun pembawaannya bukan yang aku suka, tapi bukunya menggoda. Karena ditulis ibu yang pandai dan diterjemahkan ke dalam bahasa inggris juga. Sehingga ada harapan bahwa suatu hari bisa menjadi perempuan besar, cerdas, dan berkarakter seperti ibu Desi Anwar. Buku Hidup Sederhana ini semacam refleksi yang didampingin dengan foto-foto cantik dari berbagai negara.

Sebagai pemusik, yang cinta mati sama musik, aku dibersamai lagu-lagu dari

1.      Album Petualangan Sherina

2.      Tukar Jiwa dan Lekas by Tulus

3.      Jakarta Ramai by Maudy Ayunda

4.      Jalan Terus by Afgan

 Dan inilah sedikit dari aku.

Semoga kamu suka dan kamu sebarkan ke teman-temannya kamu.

Iya.Kamu yang baca ini.

Aku tahu Allah tidak sembarangan mengirim sinyal sehingga kemudian kamu baca karyaku ini.Jadi ajak temanmu untuk menyelami karyaku juga ya.

[merrylog]

Marine Parents

A new fic I’ve written which I hope anyone reading will like. If there’s anything you want to comment about feel free to do so! I’m open to constructive criticism.

Main Characters: Trafalgar D Water Law and Nami (No Shipping)

Secondary Characters: Ussop, Smoker, Tashigi

Mentioned Characters: Corazon, Belle-mere, Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Chopper, Robin, Franky, Brook, Momonosuke, Kinemon, Doflamingo

Genre: Very light angst, humour, general

Summary:  Law overhears Nami talking to Ussop about Belle-mere leading to Law talking to Nami about their marine parents. Set in canon timeline on the first night that they leave Punk Hazard.

Word count: 2,288 words

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"Room"- Law had just finished extracting the NHC-10 poison from the children's bodies when the Strawhat navigator strolled into the room brazenly whilst the sniper toiled behind her.

"I thought I said that no one should peek in until I say so" said Law nonchalantly tinged with an undercurrent air of authority.

"How are you feeling kids?" Nami grinned at the children before she tilted her head and flicked her hair in his direction to acknowledge his words. Law should have expected the strong-headed navigator to ignore his thinly veiled irritation just as the other Strawhats had before her. "Sorry, Nami was just worried" said the sniper in a soft tone.

Taking a last look at the children's blood composition using his scan he moved to walk out of the room and cast a glance at the beaming woman taking pleasure in talking with the kids and the sniper standing to her side recounting some sort of fable. He will not be saddled with children whilst going on a dangerous mission no matter what Strawhat said and he steeled himself to tell Strawhat just as much if he even suggested a detour. Not for the first time Law questioned where this alliance will lead him and if he'd made a mistake.

Just as he was walking out of the room he passed by the female marine he had humiliated earlier in the day. She raised her head, took a look into his eyes and willed herself not to grimace, "I take it that you're done" she spoke in clipped short tones. Standing straighter Law smirked in place of an answer. He might have saved those children but he still had a reputation to uphold. Huffing in response Tashigi moved past the surgeon and into the room.

Law should make his way to where food was being served and yet he hid in the shadows right outside the room. He might have teamed up with Smoker on this island but that didn't mean that he trusted the marines. The navigator's attitude towards him was irksome but he'd be damned if his alliance burned before it started just because he let his guard down and allowed a sword-wielding marine get close to the unsuspecting duo. Should the female marine move suspiciously he will bind her before she caused damage. Law was confident that his ally could subdue Smoker if the conflict grew. He raised his hand and posed his fingers "Roo-"

"I beg of you!! Please allow me to take care of those children!"

That startled Law for half a second before he dropped his hand back down. He decided to observe for the time-being. Nami turned around, planted her feet widely on the ground, crossed her arms and looked down on the still-bowing Tashigi. Despite her scantily clad body, in that instant, Nami looked ferocious and Tashigi, whilst still bowing to a pirate, drew her shoulders together in shame and plea. Judging by the look on the orange-haired girl's face Nami was going to explode in anger at Tashigi's request- and rightfully so! It was the marine's fault that the kids were in danger for so long in the first place. Ussop was in the back trying to calm down the children and allow the adults to...negotiate.

A small and forgotten part of Law seethed in anger at the presumptuous marine for even thinking that they could make up for their mistakes without consequence. Taking a quick breath he buried his anger and watched with bated breath for what the navigator would do. The seconds trickled by and Law watched in fascination as the knots in the navigator's brows unfurled and her clenched teeth relaxed. Puffing out air in resignation she calmly said "Okay" and grabbing the shocked sniper's arm moved past Tashigi to walk towards the door.

Law was dumbfounded but he managed to recover quick enough to move past the shadows and towards the congregation of marines and pirates before the Strawhat duo noticed him. Nami and Ussop joined in and the cook took off his coat and offered it to Nami. The surgeon took a bowl of soup for himself and another one for the marine Vice Admiral sitting on an uprooted rock some distance away from the mayhem. Sitting contently on a wooden crate he talked with Smoker.

"I know you're planning to use the Strawhat to start something" said Smoker with an air of resignation. Out of the corner of his eye Law spotted Nami walking away from the mess and towards the deck of the tanker with Ussop following her. "Use, huh...I wonder who's using whom..." he answered distractedly. Law got up, threw his bowl, and walked in the same direction as Nami and Ussop but not before he glanced back at Smoker and added "Anyway, I'm planning on heading to Green Bit now, but....I wonder if I'll be able to manage Strawhat-ya's crew...".

Law stood behind the mast of the tanker and watched on as the Strawhat shipwright was expertly fixing the deck. He could clearly hear Nami and Ussop's conversation and while he was not one for eavesdropping he was curious as to why the navigator relented the children to the marines -the ones who've wronged them in the first place- so easily when it was clear how protective she was of them.

"Did you figure out everything with the marines? Concerning the children I mean" said Ussop jovially and Nami answered in a wistful voice "I'm no match when facing down a marine woman...". Law was confused to say the least. Why would a pirate be weak towards a marine? And why a female marine of all things? "Ah, that's right. Your mother...she was a marine!" exclaimed the sniper in a chipper tone. Suddenly Law understood and he willed himself to walk away whilst internally berating himself for giving into his curiosity. He cannot afford to be distracted like this.

Soon the festivities came to an end, the marines and the children sailed away in the newly fixed tanker and Law boarded the Strawhat crew's ship to sail to Dressrosa. After recounting the plan to the rest of the Strawhats and affirming their alliance the crew fell into an easy rhythm until night took over. Law chose to take first watch with Franky while the others went to rest. Luffy, Brook and Zoro took to the bunks in the men's room while Nami, Robin and Momonosuke took to the bunks in the women's room. Sanji and Kinemon decided on some midnight drinking to will away their jealousy towards the child and Ussop and Chopper frightfully decided to keep watch all night.

Some hours passed by and the rotation of watch switched. Sanji and Kinemon had passed out from drinking while Franky, Ussop and Chopper had gotten exhausted and retired to the men's bunk room. Brook and Nami got up to take second watch. Law opted to rest on the grassy deck instead of retiring in the men's room because this was still a rival ship and pirate alliances were riddled with betrayal. Brook took to keeping an eye on the front of the ship whilst Nami walked to the back of the ship to keep watch.

After a while Law got exhausted from the grassy deck and decided to find something to eat or drink from the galley so he got up and trucked his way towards the stairs. Once he climbed the stairs he heard a faint wheezing sound coming from behind the galley and while Law would have been perfectly fine ignoring the masked coughs; he decided against his better judgement to see if the navigator was alright because he was still a doctor at the end of the day. Making his way around the galley he saw the orange-haired navigator hunched down next to the ship rails with her hands at her mouth trying to stifle a cough raking her body.

She had yet to notice him but we made his way towards her "Oy! are you getting sick?! Let's get you to the infirmary. Can you get up on your own?". Noting the crumpled cigarette and the ashes at her feet he put two and two together to make four. It seems that he was unnecessarily worried. The girl had taken a smoke and it must have been a new thing for her. Wondering what would spur her to try smoking was wasted effort; he didn't know her personally enough to judge what would be out of character for her.

The coughs came to an end and Nami raised herself from the ground with the help of the rails. Taking a final clear breath and ignoring his concerns again she said to herself "Blegh! How could Sanji stand this stuff? It's disgusting! Belle-mere too! I swear-" She stopped herself from continuing when she finally noticed that it wasn't any of her crew members who was standing in front of her. "Torao!....I thought you were - nevermind; did you want something?" and she straightened her back masking her slip with an air of confidence.

Before Law could catch himself he heard his own voice ask "Is Belle-mere your mother's name?". He watched as Nami's brows furrowed, jaws hardened and her hand moved to grip tightly at her bicep where her tattoo rested. "Where did you hear that?!" She retaliated. "I swear if those idiots are going around blabbering their mouths!! Aghhh Was it Ussop?? It was him wasn't it? That idiot with a penchant for stories! I'm going to go teach him a lesson right now!!". Law had to rectify his slip of tongue before this escalated "Wait. It wasn't long-nose-ya - or anyone from your crew - I just overheard you and him talking yesterday."

Puffing out the air she trapped in her lungs Nami gripped her arm tighter and answered curtly "I see".

Law gripped his hat and cast his eyes down deciding that he wouldn't divulge everything with her but still continued on "My caretaker was also a marine....". "Was?..." she questioned. "He died 13 years ago" And this time she loosened her grip and answered sympathetically "I see...mine died 12 years ago" And Law was startled again; he had assumed that her mother was safe and alive; fulfilling her marine duties just as Strawhat-ya's grandfather has.

Nami planted her hands at her hips and with a large cheshire grin declared to Law "I bet my mom could have wiped the floor with your dad! My mom was the strongest marine!" She continued to beam at him; he raised his head and let out a short chuckle "She probably could have. Cora-san was too clumsy to be able to fight for any length of time". Feeling a kindred spirit within her he continued "So, your mother was a smoker too? I hope she wasn't prone to burning herself with one!" A look of confusion crossed Nami's face before she caught on "That clumsy?! Wow! No, Belle-mere was rowdy but stable on her feet".

They laughed for a bit before settling down. Wiping the mirth from his voice he asked "So what made you want a smoke after 12 years?". Nami, too, sobered up "Ah, I found some in Sanji-kun's jacket and the kids reminded me of Belle-mere so I thought I'd give it a try to see what's fun about it" scrunching her nose "I don't recommend it.....Ah, but I guess a doctor would know better!"

They fell into a comfortable silence and Nami started up "I was actually wondering....are your tattoos for....?" Law took a look at her tangerine-pinwheel tattoo and the tangerine trees up above them before answering "Yeah.....you could say so....Yours?"

"Yup! Ah, but mine's also for my father of sorts.... He's back home with my big sister!"

Law thought back to Lami and his parents and felt a swirl of regret and sadness wash over him. He wishes that Lami was still alive and that he could talk with her, take her to her favourite festivals, eat ice cream with her, anything....anything, just sit by her side, hold her hand, read her books..."...ao.Torao. Torao, can you hear me?"

"Yeah, just thinking" Nami pursed her lips and hesitated "I see, I'm sorry about your family Torao"

"Me too" he answered

Letting some air out Law asked the question he had wanted to ask her since he learned that her mother was a marine "Do you think she would have approved? You being a pirate I mean?"

Nami leaned her back into the rails and fiddled with the ruined cigarette "I don't know..." she tilted her head up towards the moon "I'll never know but I think she would have liked me living freely as I am now. Marine, pirate, civilian...whatever it takes me to map out the whole world!!"

And Law thought back to Cora-san and the lengths he went through to keep him alive, the risks he took, the people he betrayed...all for Law. He'll never know if Cora-san would approve of his revenge or his status as a pirate but maybe...maybe he would at least not hate him for it, maybe Cora-san would be saddened or disappointed but at least he won't hate him....

"I see...I hope you fulfil your dream Nami-ya"

"You too Torao! Ah, but if you want to become Pirate King then give it up, only my captain will be one!" She declared with the confidence of a thousand armies.

Smirking in response he started making his way to the galley for that drink he came up for but paused and answered in a cool tone "We'll have to take care of Kaido first...then we can think about Pirate Kings!"

Maybe this alliance wasn't so bad after all.  

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Well that was the longest fic I’ve written to date! I hope you enjoyed reading it! This is un-bteaed so if you catch a mistake please let me know!

[merrylog]

Implicit Trust

Main Characters: Smoker and Tashigi (not romantic but I won’t stop you from squinting)

Genre: Very light angst, general

Summary:  Smoker and Tashigi are out on sea with the rest of their men when a storm strike in typical New World fashion and Smoker is a devil fruit user susceptible to some waves so he falls overboard. 

Word count: 2,452 words:

I'd say this is set pre-Punk Hazard because the kids aren't in the picture yet but really it could be wherever you want it to be post-time skip.

My main thought while writing this was Smoker and Tashigi make the perfect good cop/bad cop dynamic and that concept has nothing to do with the fic itself XD

One. Two. Three. Press

One. Two. Three. Push

One. Two. Three. Hold

One. Two…don’t do this

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 “Furl the sails! On the double!” Tashigi’s commands snapped across the deck; her pink mantle sodden to its core. The contrasting wisps of her blue-black hair clinging to the skin on her face in a desperate attempt against the howling wind and Tashigi was left reeling between what clouded her vision more – was it the relentless downpour of rain painting her view in droplets of water or the persistent shrieking of the wind lashing against her every movement or maybe it was in the way that the wind conspired with the droplets turning them into pellets whipping at every inch of exposed skin mercilessly.

A common combination on this side of the New World and Tashigi shrugged the discomfort like one would dismiss a petulant child but kept her wits about her. The sea and her might have had this dance often but she wasn’t one to allow her experience to lull her into a safe cocoon. The sea was a fickle and dangerous mistress, always looking for a moment of inattention to grab you by your soul and drown you in her cold embrace.

From across the deck Tashigi spotted the familiar tendril of smoke trying to rise into the dense clouds only to end up beaten down by the hailing rain – and even the unending attempt of the downpour could not hope to drown out the confident commands of Smoker. With his every breath feet were scurrying into position, fingers gripping ropes more tightly than ever and order returning to the momentary disarray. And for a fleeting moment Tashigi’s heart clenched in a wish to one day seize respect from men as easily as Smoker could.

Tearing her eyes away from the scene Tashigi continued to survey the flurry of arms and legs trying to steady the ship against bullying force of nature. Waves started lapping and licking at the deck as if the sea was having a taste of the lives aboard but Tashigi would not relent her hold on her men for anything and the sea would have to pry them from her cold dead hands before she ever let go of a single life under her command.

The navigator of the ship came from behind her and informed her to steer the ship starboard to avoid the on-coming wave from sweeping the deck clean of living souls and cleaving it in two. Tashigi hurried to the helm to order issues to whoever was steering the ship when a wave, larger than the lickings of before, materialised in front of her and gleefully threw itself onto the planks of the deck. The slosh of water nearly tripped her but her sea-legs held her steady; they’d need to escape soon before the waves grew and made graves of them all.

 Adjusting her frames, she began to open her mouth-

 “Vice-Admiral Smoker!” cut the fear-stricken voice of a cadet

 For a short-lived second Tashigi cursed herself for her carelessness. Smoker was a devil fruit user and the earlier splash must have sapped his strength allowing the wicked sea to merrily drag his weakened body to its embrace and in the next second, “Soru”, her body moved.

With practiced ease Tashigi flung herself over the railings and, before he was plunged into the ocean and the sea claimed him for herself, grasped at Smoker’s extended hand. The added weight was jarring but she willed her legs to push through the growing struggle and against the whippings of the rain and wind to find respite on hard wood.

 Once on deck, Tashigi promptly let go of Smoker as he stood up, roughly combed his hair out of his face with gloved fingers and in the same breath continued to bellow out orders to startled cadets. Behind him, Tashigi, without missing a beat, had already started moving to instruct the remaining marines.

 -

 This was why he had chosen her out of everyone as his right hand and Smoker allowed a smirk to grace his usually stoic features.

He remembered the flustered and straight-laced girl he was handed by the higher-ups in a vain attempt to shackle the hound he’d become and the jokes his colleagues cracked at his expense. Forced into babysitting a goody-two-shoes they’d said; but Smoker knew. Those were not the eyes of a mindless justice-swallowing follower; those eyes were all too defiant and all too demanding of him. He was the one tasked with judging her worth but she was judging his worth just as much and should he fail to meet her standards she would never give him so much as a slip of respect.

He knew that his previous associates poked fun at his decision to keep her around after her forced trial-period from the higher-ups was over but he never once regretted his choice. So he let them call her a weakling, a nobody, the first who would forfeit a war in fear and every other humiliating description under the sun while he continued to watch her practice her swings harder and longer than any man he had met; men who were supposed to be stronger than her. He watched her rise in ranks, watched her fight and grow and watched her bleed her heart out for her powerlessness in the sandy deserts – and his brows furrowed at that particular memory.

Seeing her efficiently command the men under her he knew that she had put her previous shortcomings behind her. She might not know it but the men she led respected her every order as much as his own, and in that he had no doubt. Puffing out the tarred smoke in distaste he hoped that one day her sense of self would match her conviction.

And maybe he should have been more aware that the jokes he brushed off easily were teasings that she had to endure and bear day in day out, maybe he should have schooled a few marines who found a past-time in mocking her while she struggled; but no, Smoker was never one to coddle and he did not want to tarnish her conviction by playing favourites so here they are. A gruff Vice-Admiral and his trusty Captain.

 -

 Smoker made to move below-decks and wrangle out some more marines to help on-deck when the skies above him rumbled in anger; as if annoyed that only the wind and rain were allowed to conspire with each other and make traversing the seas a nigh impossible mission. Cursing their luck, he watched as the heavens above threw a single spear of light right next to the railing where –

 “TASHIGI!” – but he was too late in his warning.

The lightning had already struck her motionless and the tilting of the ship against the waves threw her overboard. As if satisfied with the damage they had caused, the rain, wind and waves stopped their onslaught of terror to give way to calm waters and sunny sky. This too was a normal occurrence on this side of the New World but the favourable weathers felt as though they were mocking him now and jeering at what had just occurred.

In his haste, Smoker grabbed a random marine by the scruff of his neck and threw him into that laughably calm sea and ordered roughly “bring her back!” before the marine could process what was happening.

 An eternity or less passed before the marine he had hastily thrown had made it back on deck with an unconscious Tashigi slumped over his shoulders.

- 

The doctor came then, looked at her, and gravelly said to put her down where she was. Pushing against the gathering crowd of marines around Tashigi, now that the serene weather warranted no active hands, Smoker stood by and watched as the doctor tore her shirt and put his ear to her bared chest.

In the next second the doctor clasped his own hands above Tashigi’s unmoving chest and  – pressed down firmly, once, twice, thrice, over and over and over and –

And Tashigi should get up now, the chest compressions jerking her limbs giving the illusion of a moving body but she wasn’t moving.

The ship was collectively holding its breath and Smoker caught himself short of breath too. He gave Tashigi’s still body a once-over, noting down her sword held in place at her hip and the way her complexion was taking on a dull grey colour; off-handily he noted that her frames were nowhere to be found. Leave it to Tashigi to lose her source of clear vision but tightly grasp at her swords. He continued to note her charred clothes, she won’t be happy with that once she’s awake, and the way her hair was singed around the edges, maybe a haircut was in order, and –

His thoughts crashed in on itself when he saw the doctor ease up his movements and turned to inform him that “I’m sorry Vice-Admiral, the Captain is no more. The lightning must have stopped her heart and we didn’t make it in time.”

In a mad dash, Smoker ignored is men and dropped to his knees in front of Tashigi and angrily started pushing at her chest. This was not how his protégé was going, damn it!

 One. Two. Three. Press

One. Two. Three. Push

One. Two. Three. Hold

One. Two…don’t do this

 Smoker could feel every bone at her ribcage protest earnestly at his shoves and they felt brittle. He felt that with a bit more force and they’d collapse under his compressions; and was she always this small? Did she always feel this fragile? Mindlessly he thought that maybe he should have forced her to eat more or bulk up more muscles….but what good did maybes and what ifs do?

 It was always her eyes that held strength in them; proudly displaying her mettle while cunningly hiding her lithe body. Those damned eyes always hidden behind a frame or two and only now did Smoker notice that he was biting so hard on his lips that blood dripped from them onto Tashigi’s chest as he continued the compressions. The blood mixed with the continually bluing skin painted such a gruesome image that Smoker felt the sudden urge to wretch out what he’d had for lunch onto the wooden planks but doing so meant that he’d have to stop the compressions; so he swallowed the bile and continued with his movements “wake up you stupid woman!” Smoker rasped then.

He felt the crack of a rib as he pressed down too hard, but that can be healed so long as she wakes up damn it! Another crack and another push when, suddenly, harrowing cough tore from Tashigi’s lips –

Smoker watched entranced as her chest heaved up and down, as her eyes blinked open and close and her choked wheezing was probably the most melodic thing he’d ever heard. Smearing the blood from his lips away he hadn’t even realised that he was laughing loudly, not in a simply relieved way to wash away his momentary grief and lapse of emotion, but in a heedless way as though he was not in control of his own reactions and all he could manage to do was laugh and laugh until he could grasp at his own thoughts; until he could put a halt to the numbness that had seized him since the moment he watched the lightning strike.

 -

 Forcing air into her struggling lungs Tashigi callously rolled onto her side and coughed out sea-water and bile until the pain of it all had her eyes clenched in tears, trying to hold herself still so the pain would relent if even for a second. Numbly she registered a haunting laugh uncharacteristically spilling out of Smoker’s mouth but the pain at her chest grabbed her fleeting awareness and demanded angrily to be paid attention to.

Wincing in pain, Tashigi absent-mindedly clutched her tattered shirt to her body and attempted to get up. Smoker had finished his delirious laugh and stood up with her. Putting an arm around her shoulder and placing her arm around his own neck for her support they began to studiously trek their way to Tashigi’s bunk room.

Shouting to his men he ordered them to ‘Stop gawking and go to your damned positions. I want the deck clear of all mud and dirt and it better be shining by the time I make my way up later’.

 They finally made their way below-decks and into Tashigi’s room. It was as clean and organised as always. Finished paperwork in the third drawer for when they docked, unfinished reports neatly strewn on the desk, clothes folded in a make-shift closet at one end and a smoothly made bed at another end. Smoker let her walk to her bed alone while he rummaged for bandages and plasters from the doctor that had followed them.

 Closing the door to her room he turned around to see that Tashigi had gone to her washroom. Grabbing a bottle of water from her bedside he moved to the washroom. Opening the door, he was greeted by the grating sound of his subordinate’s scream ‘Smoker-san get out!’. And his gruff answer ‘stop shrieking woman, you need bandages’.

Pushing her embarrassment down along with the clawing cough she took the bandages from him and began to work on her ribs. Anyone else and Smoker would have called in the doctor but a well-kept secret between them was that Tashigi was well-versed in broken bones and the different ways to set them; courtesy of her younger training regimens. Smoker walked out of the washroom to allow her to do her work in peace.

After an hour, he saw her come out in changed clothes. She was now wearing a tank top and the bandages peaked out from beneath it. But most of all her hair was now short; she had sloppily cut off the burned edges.

 “Smoker-san, sorry for the trouble I caused” she spoke while at attention and relaxing her posture she continued “I won’t allow it to happen again!”

“You’ll have light training for the week but I’ll double it on you for the weeks to come. You need to get stronger! The short hair is more practical than that annoying long mane too.” answered Smoker in the only tone he knew. Some might call him cruel for cornering her straight after a near-death experience but then again, they never knew her like he did and smirking on his way out he knew she’d gladly take on the challenge he’d thrown her way –

Those eyes were burning for more!

I wanted to convey how well Smoker and Tashigi understand each other with little words and the implicit trust they have in each other but I couldn't help myself at a little bit of angst. I'd really appreciate any thoughts you have on this fic so feel free to write a review! I'm also super happy to answer any questions you have about the fic!

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