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"Would you kindly drive me there?" Mika asks, while he slides his phone over the table. "A friend said he wanted to meet me and there is no bus to go there." (Yes I'm aiming for the jealous bf :3)

⇀ Send ‘Would you kindly’ and a command and my muse has to obey.

“ yeah, i can. ” he had answered even as he was looking at the phone for the address displayed; he’d always rearrange his schedule for mika if he could. but as he studied the place on the map application, he saw it was likely a bar or karaoke place. weird that no bus went to where there was clearly a bunch of nightlife, but public transit notoriously sucked in this city anyways.

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They are both discussing a few terms about the next mission they will have together. It's a late evening, and they are certainly both tired, but Mads appreciate that Coby keeps up with his nocturnal habits, and is willing to help. Honestly... Mads feels clearly comfortable with Coby around. He's always cautious, smart, and well-mannered. Mads definitely grew attached to the pink-haired man, even if he doesn't really know how to express those emotions blooming inside of his cold heart. It's an alien sensation after all. Coby is still focused, but Mads, at this point, doesn't think about anything else but his pretty face, his eyes full of life and curiosity... and those peachy lips. "Coby, have a break." Mads orders, gently circling the other one's chin. Their eyes meet, and for once, the vice-admiral has the sensation he can't control himself. "I'm..." Talking wouldn't help. Instead of that, Mads leans down, and softly presses his lips against Coby's, hoping that his cadet wouldn't die on his spot.

Plans had to be settled and he was grateful that Mads had no problem working a bit extra as well, for even though he was feeling exhaustion creep into his thoughts from a busy day, Coby knew he’d feel better once they sorted out the details. It would calm his anxious mind even with the inherent understanding that things wouldn’t always go according to plan, but it was better to cover their bases. Eyes focused upon the map spread upon the desk intensely until he heard the Vice Admiral speak, telling him to take a break. Gaze was broken and instead moved to Mads’ face in surprise as he felt a hand upon his chin, their eyes meeting, not fully able to decipher what was swirling in the other’s eyes. There was something there, something the man clearly was unable to vocalize either, but Coby would be patient for him to sort out his thoughts. It didn’t take long, not when gentle lips pressed to his own.

With that, the Captain’s brain entirely short-circuited, sending salvos of electricity along his limbs, surprise eating away at every capillary as he only froze. This... was this... were they... kissing!? Face turned red as his thoughts gradually returned to him, fingertips cold from the shock and given that all of his blood had rushed to his cheeks in his flush. Limbs felt like jelly not long after this split second, and he felt like melting now, uncertain if onto the floor or into the kiss, his own lips having pursed slightly in an attempt to return the gesture.

curseofabel said: a moment of weakness - 15. Your muse is being kept hostage and mine has just rescued them. (Noir x Mads or Mika your choice!)

A ‘a moment of weakness’ Meme

Not one to save someone’s life, no not all, but the guy looked pathetic and nobody was around so... Noir didn’t mind lending a helping hand, and danger was his best friend if someone decided to come after him later. How exciting and scary at the same time. Noir had dragged the male as far as he could from the hell he had found him in. Bloody and bruised all around, Noir didn’t know what exactly Mika went through while he wasn’t looking, but it certainly seemed like torture. He nearly felt bad for him, or well, he had felt bad enough to break him off his chains and a collar. 

“He beat you up good, I’m surprised you’re still even alive.” Noir gave Mika a poke on one of the fresh cuts on his body, right on the arm as if something had scratched the man open like a wild animal less than a day ago. Not helpful poking someone’s wounds, but, that was Noir, trying not to show the emotions of worry and instead hid them deep inside himself or turned them into his own dark fun. “I mean, your body might still be alive, but not sure about this part.” A finger poked at Mika’s forehead as he took a proper look at his face. So very roughed up, first aid was needed, but alas, Noir didn’t have any of those with him. Hopefully him carrying the male to his inn room wasn’t a mistake that ended up with him finding Mika dead the next day.

“I don’t think this is over yet either... It was way too easy to get you out without anyone trying to stop me.” He spoke softly as he placed a hand on Mika’s shoulder while Noir sat on the side of the bed.  “I’m usually not this lucky and I have a feeling I might have only made things worse for you. Sorry, buddy.” Way too easy, he didn’t trust it at all. Maybe the guy who locked up the male let him be taken away on purpose. Nobody let their slaves or whatever Mika was to his torturer to get out without a fight. They were still on the same Island too, and it would take time to get out with a ship without being spotted in the progress. 

      “ That’s so nice of you... ”

      It was half a disaster! Rather it could have been- Quite a few of her masks had fallen to the ground, just nearly not breaking against the hardened floors. Really now that would have been disastrous. All of the hard work she spent making those masks, for them to break! She had business to do, didn’t the cracks in the ground understand that?? 

      Lucky lucky was she that this man--what was he a Marine? She didn’t care much, was helping pick up some of them and even caught a few before they dropped to the floor! There was chance for business if she took the opportunity- At the time, Mian Ju was under guise of a short, somewhat stubby, clownfish fishman. 

☀️ @curseofabel​ sent:

🌹 ( for Mika of course! )

Mika knew that rain always got him into a weird mood, one that reminded him of rolling, green misty hills, stone walls, and abandoned fortresses of the Wales he once knew, a life he once held before he tamed his inner demons at least a little. Besides that – they had been just out shopping together before the weather turned unexpectedly, and Vital would have kept walking and let himself shiver violently if the Scot didn’t insist they take cover under an awning together. The rain was less melancholic when downtown, with plenty of people passing by under umbrellas, street lights and headlights reflected against the black pavement and wet sidewalk. 

Already shivering a bit, there was a pause as Vital then nestled close, back to Mika’s front as he then decidedly zipped his jacket up around both of them, once more seeking to steal body heat – but Mika already knew that, didn’t he? Amethyst eyes lifted along with his chin as he looked up and back a bit to his boyfriend, them watching each other’s expressions carefully before he rose on his toes a bit, clearly wanting a kiss. Reassurance.

☷ @curseofabel​ sent ➺

‘  will  i  regret  this?  ’ (and for any brother of your wish! - fygysgd collecting more thread with you like Thanos and the infinity stones)

hey lets play how hot is that character (Still Accepting!)

Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

   Ah, G-5. If there was any part of the Marines that were closer to pirates than anything else it would be this branch. Law feels his lips twist in a sneer, irritated that he has to come here to deal with these brutes and idiots, but it’s fine. He’s investigating something rather important and these people have the information he needs. Or at least the prisoner. There is just one problem. Trafalgar Law does not want to talk to Vice Admiral Vergo. There is too much tension there and he is the subject of this inquiry.

   The case against Vergo eleven years ago was thrown out. Something about internal politics and higher powers. It was fishy and left him furious. The guy had almost killed him and beaten Rosinante within an inch of his life. He was a traitor, a mole for Donquixote Doflamingo and yet the Marines would do nothing to remove him. Law had to know why and now he has the rank and power to ask those questions. Now he can help weed out the corruption.