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_paperpencil for [the idea behind this]. Hopefully it makes sense. Also, MY FIRST ZO/SAN IN FOREVER. I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY NOW, KAJA. >O
Title: Bad Plot Devices (aren't all that bad)
Rating: PG
Pairing: Zoro, Sanji, and bonus Robin. Not really a pairing, but eh.
Topic: Black (jussssst barely.)
Word Count: 300
“Oi, shithead,” ‘Zoro’ growled at ‘Sanji’, as they poised themselves for defense against an onslaught of higher-class Marines, “you ruin my hands while fighting, and I’ll kick your shitty head off your shitty shoulders.”
‘Sanji’ rolled his eyes, pupils temporarily disappearing beneath flaxen hair, into the shadow from the black bandana tied over his scalp before they refocused on the imminent battle. He growled around the white hilt clenched between his teeth, fists tightening about the other two swords he wielded. “Try not to trip while moving your skinny ass around in my body.”
“Che.” ‘Zoro’ spat his cigarette over the rails, stuffed hands into pockets on a pair of slacks that were just slightly too tight, and raised a thickly muscular leg just as the first wave of opposition swept onboard.
Robin watched in quiet amusement, as both boys drew swift arcs in the masses surrounding them. ‘Sanji’ spun about rapidly, sunlight glinting off glimpses of steel as he whirled and twisted and sluiced through the offensive, all liquid grace and sharp power as he sliced down his enemies, eyes burning a cool cyan. ‘Zoro’ was moving no less fluidly than his slimmer partner, somersaulting effortlessly across the deck, legs flashing out briefly, added weight and brutality behind his attacks as he all but flung himself into his foes.
Then the loud rip of fabric suddenly seared through the air, and ‘Zoro’ screeched.
“IDIOT,” ‘Sanji’ could be heard roaring over the din, ‘I TOLD YOU YOUR PANTS WON’T FIT ME!”
“JUST SHUT UP AND COVER ME, FUCK, THIS IS EMBARRASSING – ”
“STUPID SPIRAL BASTARD – ”
“MUSCLE-HEADED ASSHOLE!”
Robin chuckled, even as she Clutched an attacker creeping up on her from behind. The Body-Switch-Switch no Mi user they’d encountered last week hadn’t been such a bad thing after all.
Librarian A/N: Also, OPY100's Year 2004 has been [completely categorized] and can now be acessed from the memories section. Due to LJ's auto-filtering, the entries appear according to the order added, you might want to set the viewing mode to "by description" so you don't get a mess of 2004 and 2006 fics.
*collapses* Phew. The memory list is totally going to exhaust itself though. Shit. I'm only worried it won't be able to hold the amount of topics given for Years 05 to 06.
_paperpencil for [the idea behind this]. Hopefully it makes sense. Also, MY FIRST ZO/SAN IN FOREVER. I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY NOW, KAJA. >OTitle: Bad Plot Devices (aren't all that bad)
Rating: PG
Pairing: Zoro, Sanji, and bonus Robin. Not really a pairing, but eh.
Topic: Black (jussssst barely.)
Word Count: 300
“Oi, shithead,” ‘Zoro’ growled at ‘Sanji’, as they poised themselves for defense against an onslaught of higher-class Marines, “you ruin my hands while fighting, and I’ll kick your shitty head off your shitty shoulders.”
‘Sanji’ rolled his eyes, pupils temporarily disappearing beneath flaxen hair, into the shadow from the black bandana tied over his scalp before they refocused on the imminent battle. He growled around the white hilt clenched between his teeth, fists tightening about the other two swords he wielded. “Try not to trip while moving your skinny ass around in my body.”
“Che.” ‘Zoro’ spat his cigarette over the rails, stuffed hands into pockets on a pair of slacks that were just slightly too tight, and raised a thickly muscular leg just as the first wave of opposition swept onboard.
Robin watched in quiet amusement, as both boys drew swift arcs in the masses surrounding them. ‘Sanji’ spun about rapidly, sunlight glinting off glimpses of steel as he whirled and twisted and sluiced through the offensive, all liquid grace and sharp power as he sliced down his enemies, eyes burning a cool cyan. ‘Zoro’ was moving no less fluidly than his slimmer partner, somersaulting effortlessly across the deck, legs flashing out briefly, added weight and brutality behind his attacks as he all but flung himself into his foes.
Then the loud rip of fabric suddenly seared through the air, and ‘Zoro’ screeched.
“IDIOT,” ‘Sanji’ could be heard roaring over the din, ‘I TOLD YOU YOUR PANTS WON’T FIT ME!”
“JUST SHUT UP AND COVER ME, FUCK, THIS IS EMBARRASSING – ”
“STUPID SPIRAL BASTARD – ”
“MUSCLE-HEADED ASSHOLE!”
Robin chuckled, even as she Clutched an attacker creeping up on her from behind. The Body-Switch-Switch no Mi user they’d encountered last week hadn’t been such a bad thing after all.
Librarian A/N: Also, OPY100's Year 2004 has been [completely categorized] and can now be acessed from the memories section. Due to LJ's auto-filtering, the entries appear according to the order added, you might want to set the viewing mode to "by description" so you don't get a mess of 2004 and 2006 fics.
*collapses* Phew. The memory list is totally going to exhaust itself though. Shit. I'm only worried it won't be able to hold the amount of topics given for Years 05 to 06.
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Date: 2006-09-10 03:21 pm (UTC)*is tempted to draw but is already working on something else for you*
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Date: 2006-09-10 03:36 pm (UTC)What Zoro's pants ripped? I started screeching too. And my sister screamed from the other room: "What are you DOING?!" XDXD
Ahahah I love you Priscilla. ♥
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Date: 2006-09-10 05:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-10 06:01 pm (UTC)*drool at mental picture of Sanji dressed/fighting as Zoro*
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Date: 2006-09-11 02:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-11 03:25 am (UTC)http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g63/mettathron/AMileInHisShoesColour.jpg
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Date: 2006-09-11 07:10 am (UTC)I-I-I-I GOT METTA-SAN FANFIC-FANART W-WHAT IS THE MEANING, IS THIS SUPPOSED TO MAKE ME HAPPY BECAUSE I'M NOT HAPPY AT ALL, ASSHOLE! *SQUIRMS IN GLEE*
TJZETIKXRRIXER
HULKCAPSMASHSHIT I DIDN'T REALLY PICTURE THEM LIKE THIS, BUT 'ZORO' IN THE PINSTRIPE LOOKS AMAZINGLY HOT. AS DOES THE SHADOW OF SANJI!FACE BEHIND HIM. FUCKKKKKK. ARGARGH AND THE HANDS ARGH SO WELL DRAWN FTW ENVY SRDGADTJERHT AND 'ZORO' LOOKS REAL ACTIONY YUSH. ALSO MUCH LOVE FOR 'SANJI' WITH ZORO'S SWORDS. AARGHRGAHRASDFNKSETJLJT
YOU STILL PWN ME WHEN IT COMES TO MARKERS, AT ANY RATE. ;___;
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Date: 2006-09-11 02:07 pm (UTC)YOUR ART IS STILL BETTER!
::wobbles off, still trying to escape marker fumes::
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Date: 2006-09-11 02:25 pm (UTC)OF LOVE.STIFFLY AND FIRMLY.no subject
Date: 2007-01-01 07:09 pm (UTC)...Damn.
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Date: 2006-09-12 11:41 pm (UTC)“JUST SHUT UP AND COVER ME, FUCK, THIS IS EMBARRASSING – ”
AHAHA, this is like, my favorite moment in this fic. (besides the mental image of Sanji and Zoro switching bodys.XD)
Totally enjoyed it:)
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Date: 2007-01-01 07:06 pm (UTC)Sanji, you silly loon, of course you can't wear your own clothes anymore. Wear Zoro's, you'll be fine. He's
only got the fashion sense of a dead camelnot that bad at picking clothes.