Loogie (Daaeloo)
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Through many stages of life, Vergo struggles to keep his place beside Doflamingo.
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Doflamingo watched Monet's face carefully. Her eyes shut as if it might kill her, eyebrows tipped towards her bangs. She felt good. The way she offered herself, the way she starved for him. His palm burned, the ice of her skin stinging him where he pressed to the small of her back, where his hand rested close enough to her spine that he could bury himself into her to grasp it. He let out a long breath, one that emptied his lungs as he forced her to wait for him. She wouldn't move. She wouldn't ask for more and he knew it. She shook and leaked and trembled for him.
“Oh Monet–”
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As much as he desired it, his structure wasn't hollow. He wasn't weightless. On this level he lived, he was burdened by the atmosphere, by the solid bones under his skin. He could fly because he willed it. Because he was strong enough to hold his own weight.
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Crocodile unknowingly visits Doflamingo shortly after Rosinante's death.
He didn't expect to meet Doflamingo in mourning.
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His body, against his wishes and better judgment, hums pleasantly seeing that Doflamingo has once again come to seek him. Like a game of cat and mouse, or perhaps a drunken canary, past lovers shouldn't sing for the cage door that has already released them.
He feels drowned, sinking and drunk. He feels like he's dying of thirst and enjoying Crocodile in this way will only ever make him seek more. A mouthful of the sea water, the thirst will never end– a wasteland and an enemy of the sea, he'll always be left thirsting for an oasis that doesn't exist.