#callionope

hiyaaaaa Cham UwU i made it angsty all the way through since you did not specifically ask for a happy ending...you’ll see, nothing it unfixable UwU Some lovely Marco for you and I included his glasses cause honestly I need him to wear them always! Enjoy!! 

Treating an enemy behind his back - Marco X Reader HC 

2nd person. Female reader. angsty 

“I don’t care how guilty you feel y/n. It’s dumb. It’s dangerous. I won’t let you go.”

You had been teary-eyed and slammed the door. The Whitebeard pirates had gotten into a fight with another crew and you, as one of the nurses, had been dragged into the fight by accident, only to see that one of the members of the crew was someone you knew from your childhood.

Of course, attacking the Whitebeard pirates had been a dumb idea and the enemy crew had been made to retreat pretty fast, but not before (mortally) wounding some of their members. 

Your heart had stopped a beat when you noticed that your childhood friend was one of the hurt pirates and you wanted to chase after them to help them dress the wounds, as you noticed their doctor was just one person focussing on the mortally wounded crewmembers and doing so in a wrong way as well. 

But you couldn’t just run off with the enemy so you went to your boyfriend and commander to ask permission to do so. Which left you in the current situation, standing outside Marco’s room, tears silently streaming down your face as you were going over your options. 

You were walking towards the pier where the ship was docked when you realized you had already made up your mind. You could not let your friend die, even though he was part of a crew that had attacked yours. With the little glimpses you had caught of their doctor, you just knew there were going to be complications and you would not stand for that. 

And thus you left the ship, finding the enemy group relatively fast and convincing them you came in peace. After a thorough search of your body and the possessions you were carrying, and with the help of your friend, who was in fact pretty heavily wounded, vouching for you, you were allowed to help. 

You patched up your friend first, and helped with some other things, leaving behind some more medical supplies and teaching their doctor how to dress some of the wounds more efficiently. The sun was rising again by the time you felt you had done all you could, and you should probably head back to the Moby Dick. 

As it was still early, there were not that many people up yet, only the last of the night watch getting ready to end their shift, and one familiar figure waiting at the door of the room you usually shared. His arms were crossed and he did not look happy. At all. 

“Hi” you began timidly, very well knowing that your actions would cause a discussion. “I’m sorry I really had to help them. You’re a doctor too, you should -”

“Y/n,” he interrupted you and you shut up almost immediately. His voice was stern, the voice he used to lecture people or explain missions. Not the tone of voice he usually used around you. You avoided eye contact, the way he was looking at you from behind his glasses making you feel so guilty already. 

“You betrayed my trust. You betrayed Pop’s trust. What if they had taken you hostage? What if they had killed you?” 

He didn’t sound angry. He sounded worried, hurt, and worst of all: disappointed. There was nothing you could say to make this okay because he was right. You could’ve gotten hurt. Or with how the pirate world worked, you could’ve done the crew a lot of damage by giving the enemy any information.

Of course, clarity only came now, with your senses no longer clouded with worry over a long-forgotten friend, who in hindsight, may not even care as much about the friendship anymore, just opportunistically made use of your kind heart and dumb instincts. You cursed yourself inwardly, not sure what you should say now, looking at your feet instead of Marco. 

“I should have listened to you. It will never happen again,” you mumbled silently, reaching out your hand. You wanted to hug him, to touch him. You wanted him to say he’d forgive you and comfort you as you were feeling increasingly worse, to the point of being physically sick of your own actions.

Comfort didn’t come as he gently deflected your hand before you could touch him. 

“You’re right. It will not happen again. Because if it does, you will have to leave this crew.” Your heart sank, and you nodded, tears welling up in your eyes as the severity of your misconduct got through to you. 

“I’m sorry…” 

“I believe you.” He opened the door to his room, the one you had been sharing for a while now, and stepped in, but turned around for a second before closing the door. 

“And I’d rather have you sleep in your own bed for a while. You don’t betray family, y/n, I need some time to think.”

disclaimer: i don’t know medical stuff real well but i DO know burn and fire safety. Uh. Be careful around fires, kids.

I want to tell you yes. I do. Genuinely, I want to say yes. 

But I can’t. Ace got a fist roughly the size of my head through his abdomen - which, ow - that was also likely hovering somewhere in the vicinity of 1200 degrees celsius.

You’re. You’re not going to survive that. The medical logistics alone of a 3rd degree burn that spans the entire inside of your torso makes me want to cry; not to mention that whoever the doctor was would have to replace basically all of Ace’s insides with fresh insides.

Which is another nightmare and a half. 

Heat trauma of that kind would basically require all of your internal organs to be replaced.

Plus all the grafting to replace the skin? serious likelihood of infection.

I genuinely don’t know how he could survive that.

I remember reading that when it happened a decade ago and being like “oh. there’s no coming back from that.” Before, yanno, bursting into tears. That’s just what you do during Marineford, its fine. 

I’m sorry that this isn’t the answer you’re looking for. Unfortunately, we have to follow the rules of physics on this one.

Thank you so much!!! I’m so glad folks on here are enjoying buff!Lu ^ ^ I don’t feel that her buffness is all that different from canon, but I guess that’s the kinda refreshing part, since many fem! genderbend charas tend to be way slimmed down *whispers* i just like my buff gals

And thank you so much for liking my fur babies too! That’s funny, a few people on twitter have also mentioned they’re like reincarnations...there are defs some key differences (like Ace being the dinkiest one, and Luffy being the least enthusiastic about meat), but honestly other things do line up quite well. We named them based on their personalities after all! Thanks so much for enjoying my near constant updates of them haha!

okay i feel like this is going to stir up a lot of controversy but. anything that has to do a phase change generally is going to have to have a genuine ton of energy pumped into it to change that phase.

or taken out of it in the case of solidifying magma. 

And the thing with one of the biggest latent heats (the amount of energy you need to put in or take out to change between solid and liquid or liquid and gas) is water.

I think you can see where I'm coming from here. just trying to melt the ice with magma is going to take a lot of energy, and then even more to get the freshly unfrozen ice (which is at 0° C) up to 100° C, and then into steam (which remains at 100° C until it’s steam). It’s easier to re-freeze freshly melted water back into ice.

PLUS the fact is if you’re pouring lava* on ice the ice is going to get protected by a layer of steam that forms immediately and then there’s going to be bubbles that look really cool but ultimately destabilize the lava and cool it faster so it forms volcanic glass. Which looks really awesome, but uh, still cooling faster than it can melt the ice.

(this is a really really cool video plus i encourage you to watch outrageous acts of science if you can its a fascinating plus entertaining show)

At that point though, you’ll have to configure in mass and the specific and latent heats of the magma you’re working with.

If you have the same amount of mass, it’s going to be pretty close. Less magma, still ice. More magma, then the magma will win.

I feel like I’ve just opened a can of worms that I’m not sure I wanted to open...

*lava is magma but no longer in the earth

I feel like saying “like a fish does” would ruin the mystique of mermaids but uh

like a fish. And fish kind of poop like we do so. kind of sort of like we do but not?

Can you explain it further? I am hooked and I need more

Not a problem! Frequencies are vibrations, and resonant frequencies are the vibration at which something falls apart from its own shaking. This mostly applies to solids. 

Materials have different frequencies at which they naturally vibrate. Resonant frequencies amplify the natural vibrations until it gets too strong and falls apart.

An example of this would be the Tacoma Narrows Bridge Collapse. What happened there is that the wind hit close enough to the resonant frequency of the Tacoma Narrows bridge, and caused it to start shaking - which was a known problem - and then in 1940 the bridge collapsed into Puget Sound. Nowadays, suspension bridges are built specifically so they don’t do that anymore.

Here’s a cool vid on it from Practical Engineering that goes into depth of the bridge collapse.