One Piece ficcage.
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onepieceyaoi100Well, I finally managed to get some writing in. I usually draw, but this kind of latched on a wouldn't let so, so I figured: Why not? Let's give it a shot.
Title: Not-glass Shoes.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 300. I had to cut down like crazy.
Pairing: Zoro and Sanji
Topic: Music
Fandom: One Piece
Zoro was unimpressed when the girl showed up at his ball. After all, what seemed like thousands of girls had already shown up, all in various states of undress and all eager to shine his swords.
The girl wasn't even pretty. Flat-ish chest, too tall, thin hips. Hair was nice, though. He'd always been a sucker for blonds. As Zoro contemplated going over to ask for a dance, he found himself fingering the hilt of his sword. Nah. He'd have to leave the bowl of alcoholic punch.
She might be lesbian, though. That could be problematic.
"Nami-swan~!" The blond crooned, "Is there anything I can get you?"
"Some punch please, Sanji-kun."
"HAI!"
As the blond approached the table, she shot Zoro a glare that could cut…things. Luckily, he was stronger than that. Zoro tried (genuinely) to return it, but his failure of a gaze ended up landing on her ass as she bent over to ladle the spiked punch into a glass flute.
"You have a nice ass,” Zoro voiced.
"Listen shithead, I'm only here to pick up chicks."
Definitely lesbian. Intriguing.
"Really."
"Yes. Now get your ugly marimo gaze away from my ass."
"You wanna dance?"
"-What?"
He'd take that as a yes. Without a word, Zoro swept her off her feet (the flute was dropped in the process) and moved towards the dance floor.
The music was beautiful, dramatic yet soft. Zoro had had his secretary organize it. It wasn’t some crappy two-bit group playing, but a celebrated orchestra. Plenty of strings and clarinet. French horn.
"Where do Marimo learn to dance?" The music continued, louder.
"Dancing is good for learning balance.” The new tunes were uplifting.
"Really." There was a really nice escalation of chords.
"Yes. I like your hair. Let's fuck."
Crescendo, cymbals, clashing, then...victory.
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A/N: You know you're nuts when you get shits and giggles writing to yourself. I'm thinking of writing one that's longer, though, since this one was cut down so much. Heh. I'm not a very good writer, so feedback is appricated. A lot. Since all my fanfiction is just a mixture of really bad one-liners and puns.
This was partially inspired by the fact that many football players take dancing lessons to help them learn better balance. I was like wtf.
Edited like a billion times. I just keep catching more and more formatting errors.
Title: Not-glass Shoes.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 300. I had to cut down like crazy.
Pairing: Zoro and Sanji
Topic: Music
Fandom: One Piece
Zoro was unimpressed when the girl showed up at his ball. After all, what seemed like thousands of girls had already shown up, all in various states of undress and all eager to shine his swords.
The girl wasn't even pretty. Flat-ish chest, too tall, thin hips. Hair was nice, though. He'd always been a sucker for blonds. As Zoro contemplated going over to ask for a dance, he found himself fingering the hilt of his sword. Nah. He'd have to leave the bowl of alcoholic punch.
She might be lesbian, though. That could be problematic.
"Nami-swan~!" The blond crooned, "Is there anything I can get you?"
"Some punch please, Sanji-kun."
"HAI!"
As the blond approached the table, she shot Zoro a glare that could cut…things. Luckily, he was stronger than that. Zoro tried (genuinely) to return it, but his failure of a gaze ended up landing on her ass as she bent over to ladle the spiked punch into a glass flute.
"You have a nice ass,” Zoro voiced.
"Listen shithead, I'm only here to pick up chicks."
Definitely lesbian. Intriguing.
"Really."
"Yes. Now get your ugly marimo gaze away from my ass."
"You wanna dance?"
"-What?"
He'd take that as a yes. Without a word, Zoro swept her off her feet (the flute was dropped in the process) and moved towards the dance floor.
The music was beautiful, dramatic yet soft. Zoro had had his secretary organize it. It wasn’t some crappy two-bit group playing, but a celebrated orchestra. Plenty of strings and clarinet. French horn.
"Where do Marimo learn to dance?" The music continued, louder.
"Dancing is good for learning balance.” The new tunes were uplifting.
"Really." There was a really nice escalation of chords.
"Yes. I like your hair. Let's fuck."
Crescendo, cymbals, clashing, then...victory.
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A/N: You know you're nuts when you get shits and giggles writing to yourself. I'm thinking of writing one that's longer, though, since this one was cut down so much. Heh. I'm not a very good writer, so feedback is appricated. A lot. Since all my fanfiction is just a mixture of really bad one-liners and puns.
This was partially inspired by the fact that many football players take dancing lessons to help them learn better balance. I was like wtf.
Edited like a billion times. I just keep catching more and more formatting errors.
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Date: 2006-10-15 06:33 am (UTC)And the swords. Oh the swords.
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Date: 2006-10-15 07:20 am (UTC)Thanks &hearts
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Date: 2006-10-15 11:54 am (UTC)I usually see Zoro portrayed as one who can't dance well (uncultured boor idea and all) and found your idea that he can because it's good for balance interesting.
Would be interested in reading the un-cut-down version if you have it around. ^^
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Date: 2006-10-15 10:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-15 10:35 pm (UTC)Yeah, I guess it's the football idea coming out, hehe.
Uhm, I think I deleted it *facefault* but I'll probably end up rewriting the whole thing, because I had to edit out some words to make it shorter and it sounds kind of choppy.
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Date: 2006-10-15 03:59 pm (UTC)Definitely lesbian. Intriguing.
That line made me laugh long and loud. It's just-...guh.
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Date: 2006-10-15 10:37 pm (UTC)I always figured guys like lesbians just like girls like gay guys. I'm sure it works out fine. Still, I kind of liked making him a pervert.
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Date: 2006-10-15 07:56 pm (UTC)Zoro, your charm amazes me, and befuddles Sanji. This drabbular fic is a work of art! *giggles insanely* lesbian!sanji...nice.
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Date: 2006-10-15 10:40 pm (UTC)Though I'd be like YES LET'S GO!I figure he's still a man underneath the dress. I suppose he's there to defend Nami-swan from lecherous old men.
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Date: 2011-04-16 11:08 am (UTC)"Yes. I like your hair. Let's fuck."
XDD Nice speech, Zoro, but the Roses are red of yours are definitely much better.