#masweek2017

Hey Guys!~  

Welcome to the first ever MarcoAceSabo event! As many of you have heard by now, there will be a whole week dedicated to this marvelous OT3, you can find all the details about it here: @mas-week2017

And along with the MAS-Week of 2017 there will be this accompanying event!~ A fanzine will be made alongside MAS-Week for anyone who is interested in submitting works of art and fanfics. And if you choose to enter videos, gifs, playlists and any other media, we can see how we can accommodate your works.

Some of you may be thinking, but what exactly is the MAS-Zine?

And we are happy you asked!~ The MAS-Zine is a fanzine, which is basically a fan-organized and fan-made magazine. Normally a Fanzine is composed entirely of works of art, but we shall be accepting fanarts, fanedits, and fanfics. So anything printable will do! All in all think about this event like a MAS-Centric magazine! We are trying to make a unique Limited Edition MAS-Magazine, so expect it to have a cover, snippets of stories/art, and column like “article” format like a real magazine would.

So Sign ups!

The MAS-Week event will be taking place between December 1st to December 7th, that’s when the blog will go live and every day we will have new postings, BUT you don’t have to wait as long to submit to the Zine, you can just send the fic/art/what have you to us via this email: [email protected] or google docs and we can start to place your work into the composition of the Zine. When submitting your works be sure to add warnings in your emails if you choose to take this route, and be aware that we may add our own warnings if we believe the content needs it.

Sign ups begin immediately. So you have until November 1st to sign up as a participant of the event. But you will be given until December 10th to actually submit your work for the MAS-Zine.

To enter, please follow this link and answer three simple questions ^^!~ We are asking if you would like to enter as an artist/writer/both. And we will, of course, need to know what tumblr URL/email you would like us to contact you on. And the last one is in the case you would like to use a different name for you within the Zine.

Submissions:

We will not be restricting any sort of content for the Zine, we will accept all Gen to Mature works, however, we ask that you that you let us know the rating so the appropriate warnings are given. There will be a section especially for MA ratings. We also ask that the works be MAS-Centric, include as many characters as you wish, but we have to ask that the focus remains around Marco, Ace, and Sabo.

At this point we do not know the specs of the Zine for artwork, other than we would require images of 300dpi, or greater. As for written works please keep them under 4k words there is no minimum. If you would like to partner up with other participants to create a magazine-esque sort of layout that is completely fine! Or if you want to go at it alone that's cool too!

And in regards to the days! You do not have to create content for every single day you can create things for one, to a couple, or every other day, there will be a sections divided for each day not including the MA/NSFW section. You do not have to decide how many days you will be creating for at this moment, but please have an idea towards the end of the event. We will be contacting you around November 30th for the final count on participants/works and provide more information on the final details.

Fan-Created, Fan-Paid.

If you have snuck a peek of the signup form, you may have noticed that we disclose the need for you to fully read this post. The MAS-Zine will be created by us fans, and as such, the fans will be the ones who will need to pay the cost of it’s making. Both of the event mods will be researching the most cost effective way for us to make this Zine a success. Our goal is for every participant to own a copy of what they worked for, so we ask that you be mindful that there will be a cost to the event. We do not know at this time how much each participant will have to chip in, those details will be disclosed the closer we get to the end of the sign up date.

However, we will strive to have a pre-order open for people who were unable to join the event but would like to support it and have a copy of this Limited Edition Zine. Again more details of this pre-order will be posted the closer we are to the event and release of the Zine. This of course will alleviate the cost of the fans producing the Zine and help us in the long run.

Marco wasn’t quite sure what attracted them. He hadn’t done anything disrespectful to the forest or to the island once he arrived, at least not anything he could think of. 

He hadn’t left any shiny objects out. Hadn’t sung. Hadn’t even eaten once the sun had set. By all means, they shouldn’t have come out of hiding but here they were, fluttering around his campfire.

Marco watched them through the small slit of his tent. The hard ground with lumps of stones, did nothing good for his knees or hands but the blond human didn’t dare move. He had come here searching for any proof of these very creatures, a chance like this was one in a lifetime and he wasn’t about to ruin it by making any rash decisions. 

Sadly his camera was outside meaning he couldn’t take any pictures.

They were different looking then he thought they be. Legend described them with childlike appearance somewhere near ten to twelve years old, one with glowing specks the other with glowing marks on their faces. They should also have been hard to see, like smoke taking an outline of a body.

What he was seeing was much more beautiful.

Young men, early twenties perhaps, danced on air around his fire. Their bodies as solid as his own but they...glowed somehow as if though someone put a light right under their skin. 

The shining freckles, near glitter like were they but they resembled more stardust then spots. The other did have the marks on his face but they weren’t distracting nor disgusting like it said they would be, instead they curved around on eye swiping into the rest of his body. The one with the freckles had dark hair while the other had yellow. 

They were dressed in white clothes, tied at their waists and shoulders to kept them in place. The clothes gently float in the air as the raven hair one sprung the blond, dipping him and raising him in one graceful motion.

They parted, arms raised as they stepped into a circle around each other, rolling their heads to the said but never looking away from each other's faces. The blond rolled his right shoulder, up and down, bending his back slightly sideways, mimicking a flame in the wind as he closed the space between them.

From there a slow-paced tango took place but it’s filled with twist and bends that never go in the same order, as the two glided through the air bare feet barely touching the top flames of the campfire. Each movement left behind some gold and silver glitter to drift gently in the air.

Marco had never seen something more beautiful in his life. 

The raven hair one, who’s gold glitter twinkled brightly once it meets with silver, gently allowed himself to be dip backward- bringing his wide silver eyes on the same level of Marco’s sky blue.

For a moment the creature froze, then it smiles turn wicked as he was raised. He opens his mouth allowing a twinkling bell sound to escape his throat that had the blond stopping. Slowly blue eyes meet blue, one pair glowing the other mystified.

Marco was not prepared for them disappearing from sight. Flickering out of existence like a candle flame that was blown. He gasps, stumbling out of his tent head whipping to all sides searching for the creatures.

There is nothing but the crackling of the fire and the sounds of the forest. The blond feels heavy disappointment fall into his stomach. He walks around the camp, eyes peeled for any signs of the creatures but he doesn’t catch sight of them again that night. 

It hours later that he returns to his bedroll, wishing he could have watched the elegant dance of the fire spirits just a little longer. Oh well, there is always next year.

After all, they show every themselves once every twelves moon as the legend says, and maybe just maybe he can get one to perform for him. With those thoughts, Marco falls asleep dreaming of weaving hands and dipping backs, bath in the red and yellow light.

When he wakes a bear and crocodile are left outside his tent killed and already skinned for him. His campfire is surrounded by gold and silver coins arranged in a that resembles a nest.

The most surprising of all, however, is the feeling of his lips. They are warm as if though he placed something hot on them, not in a painful matter but they are also red like Izo’s favorite cheery lipstick. 

Everytime he walks by any sort of flames after that causes them to tingle in a wonderful comforting way.

 “Poly Squad?”  Marco tone of voice wasn’t the excited and grateful sounding one that he expected. In fact, it sounded rather confused and slightly hesitant. Next, to him Sabo was busy holding the shirt in front of his chest, flipping it over every few seconds. 

“You don’t like it?” Ace tried to keep the disappointment out of his voice. He had thought this would have been a really fun idea. Since it was so hard to find couple shirts for three people, he had gone online and made one using his very own design he drew. 

Ace had made sure it to make them all the lines black so they stand out on the white shirt he placed the design on.

He had placed an S with an X to represent Sabo since the blond had always drawn that one his notebooks in grade school.  A fire surrounded the symbol, for himself beacuse of his own rib tattoo, that closely resembled the flames- and it was kind of like he was embracing Sabo in a way.

 Then he added a phoenix rising from the flames at the top, it’s wings spread as it gets ready to take flight for Marco beacuse it was his favorite animal plus the reason he was with them. Sabo and he had been paired for a college assignment, where they researched mythologically creates and their effects on the culture they come from.  Needless to say, when Marco started excitedly talking about the firebird as their project subject, with bright eyes and warm cheeks,  the two had sworn to make him theirs.

It was the perfect blend of all three if you asked Ace. Personal yet cool looking it could be a general thing.Since it was a couple shirt he spent twenty minutes thinking of catchy phrases for the front side of the shirt, and he was quite pleased with himself when he settled on Poly Squad. 

Done, he ordered three in the appropriate sizes for him and his boyfriends, eager to give them to his lovers.It had taken the shirts two weeks to arrive, Ace had the hardest time not ruining the surprise for everyone but somehow he managed not to say a thing.

As soon as the box was in the post office, he had rushed to pick it up, stopping by the store to buy gift bags and tissue paper to put them inside. Then he called Sabo and Marco, to tell them to meet him in the living room, that he had a surprise for them. 

They...weren’t reacting like he hoped they would. 

“No that's not it. I love the back and it’s a nice shirt...” Marco began trailing off while waving one hand around like he was hoping Ace would fill in the sentence for him. He always does that when he disagrees with one of them but didn’t want to say it.

“It’s just Poly Squad is a little...odd of a phrasing?” Sabo picked up, giving Ace a strained smile. “Its a little embarrassing to wear them...”

Ace bite the inside of his lip, swallowing the hurt that bloomed in his chest. He felt a slight burning sensation in the back of his eyes, meaning he needed to flee now before he broke into tears  “Oh. Okay. It’s fine you don’t have to wear them.” 

“Ace...”

“Really, no worries. It was a pretty dumb idea anyway.”

“It wasn’t dumb yoi.”

“It kind of was. I mean for wasting twenty bucks on each, you would think I pick something better than Poly Squad.”  Shit no, his voice was cracking.  “Anyway, I’m going to go take a shower alright guys? I didn’t get the chance to-to... T-ake one...and I...”

He turned on his heel, walking down the hall for the bathroom door, tears sightly rolling down his face. He ignored the silent tension of the living room as he moved.  He didn’t allow himself to make any noise until after closing the bathroom door, muffling his wet sobs behind his hand. 

When he got out of the shower he felt refreshed and a little embarrassed about overreacting like that. It was just a shirt, they didn’t have to wear it if they didn’t want to. Ace could wear his, since he really did like it but there was no need to guilt trip Marco or Sabo into it.

He needed to apologize to them. 

“Hey did you have a nice shower?” Sabo asked bringing Ace in for a hug, the raven hair man relaxed into the hold.  For some stupid reason, he felt new tears prickling his eyes again even though he was just thinking of apologizing. “Marco went out to get us food.”

“Okay.”  

“He’s bringing pizza.”

“Okay.” 

“I’m so sorry for hurting your feelings Ace.”

“I-it’s okay.”

“No, it isn’t. You made me such a wonderfully thoughtful gift and I was an asshole. I’m sorry.”

Ace didn’t say anything to that. He didn’t want to start crying again, so instead, he allowed Sabo to lead him to the couch where he curled up in the blond’s lap. The two of them stayed like that, Ace half hiding his face in Sabo’s throat while warm fingers combed through his hair. 

It was a few minutes later that Marco walked through the door, holding two pizzas and a small black bag. 

Ace blinked at him with slightly red eyes, brows folded together in confusion. “You’re...wearing the shirt.”

“Yeah. It grew on me. I got a lot of compliments at the pizzeria for it yoi.” 

“Really?”  It spoke volumes how easily it was to get hope back into his voice.

“Really...and it went great with my new bracelet.” The older man says, casually placing the boxes on the coffee table, then hands the black bag to Sabo who extends an arm that isn’t around Ace. Sabo pulls out a small black leather bracelet, with a silver metal piece in the middle. 

Engraved on the metal the words Ace’s Poly Squad stand proudly. 

So day one had come and gone but no worries! If you have anything for the first day go ahead and post, I’ll be super to see it still and I know that others will be too! 

Remeber to @ the blog, that way I don’t miss any of your work. :)

Hello!~ Thank you so much for taking an interest in Mas week, and please feel free to send in as many asks as you want and we will do our best to answer them.

The first day will be themed around Poly Squad which you can interpret however you like, for instance you can see it as Marco Ace and Sabo hanging out and basically spending time together while doing a group activity; or they could decide to have an impromptu made up holiday for themselves. Anything that you would like really ^^. And you are right every day is “Poly-day” with these guys but Poly-Day and Poly-Squad are two different things. I hope I was able to explain that well, if you need further examples or explanations let us know.As for a relationship milestone, think of like significant steps they could consider in their relationship such as their first anniversary, their first argument/make up moment, first holiday or when they conquered a fear together, maybe they confessed something for the first time that brought them closer?And lastly, if you feel more comfortable writing in Spanish then you can definitely choose to write as that, or even both it will be completely up to you! This is just a suggestion for you so no pressure ^^.Also don’t forget that you can also submit your work to @mas-zine where it will be printed into a fanzine so you can have a physical copy of MAS-week.