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sabo-has-my-heart · 1 year

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Hey there Astra! Hope you're taking care of yourself and doing well 😄. Can I request Izou, Thatch, Marco, and Ace with a shy!s/o? If it's too much you can just do Izou, thank you so much you're the best!! 🤍

So this is also my @onepiece-bingo submission for 'First Kiss'. Thank you for being so patient with me.

Warnings: first kisses, Shy!Reader, Izou, Thatch, Marco, Ace

Word Count: 1490

Izou

It was cute how shy you were, how you hid behind him if too much attention was on you, how you sank in your seat to try to not be noticed, and how you squeaked and quietly insisted on being put down if he lifted you into the air. That being said, it was hard to keep a ‘low profile’ when you were dating the prettiest pirate in the New World and 16th division commander. The man attracted attention and oozed confidence and an elegance that drew people to him. You, by comparison, were relatively plain. Choosing not to wear flashy makeup or clothing in order to not attract attention. Head down and refusing to meet people’s eyes so that they wouldn’t approach you. Izou wasn’t really bothered by your shyness, in fact he found it rather endearing and cute. There was… one thing he didn’t like about your shyness though. You hated PDA. PDA always brought attention to you, attention and teasing. The most he could do was hold your hand but even then, you preferred to hold one of his long sleeves, afraid of the attention you might get if you actually held his hand. The crew never teased you on anything, they knew better than to try to tease you, less they invoke Izou’s wrath, but you still worried about all the eyes that could be watching you. He hadn’t even had his first kiss with you yet! But he was going to change that today! He had a nice place to pull you aside, away from the prying eyes of the others, secluded and not likely to be bothered. So pulling you through the halls, he smiled back at you, the confused look on your face only making you cuter.

“Y/n.” he said softly, caressing your cheek as he closed the door behind you, “it’s not the romance you deserve, but I’ve been waiting too long to do this.” Izou said softly, pulling you into a sweet kiss. Your heart pounded in your chest as you kissed back, wrapping your arms around his neck. Suddenly, you wished you’d done this sooner, that you’d had the courage to kiss him in front of the others. Breaking the kiss, you looked up at him, in wonder.

“Can… can we do that again?” you asked softly, the dark haired man smiling as he pulled you into another kiss.

Ace

Ace was wild, loud, outgoing, and commanding. You were shy, quiet, introverted, and timid. Logically, your relationship made little sense, but then, love didn’t make any logical sense. You liked how he was always doing grand gestures to show you how much he cared, how he was pulling you out on some new adventure, and how he showered you in affection. He loved how cute you were, how your need to avoid attention kept him out of too much trouble, how you quietly gave him small gifts. That being said, there were things you both hated. You hated how he was always attracting attention to you, despite your protests, you hated how he was always pulling you into his trouble, and how he’d pull you with him when he was really happy, drawing the attention of the entire crew to the two of you. He hated how you always wanted to be a wallflower during parties, how he wasn’t allowed to show you off and tell everyone how amazing you were, and the one he hated the most, how adamantly you refused PDA. He wanted to walk down the street with his arm wrapped around your waist, he wanted to spin you around in his arms, and most importantly, he wanted his damn first kiss with you! But he’d be damned if your shyness stopped him! It was the dead of night that he tugged you to the back of the ship.

“Ace, what’s so important that you needed to talk to me at this hour at the back of the ship?” you asked, confused and slightly annoyed. You’d been getting ready for bed, what did he want? Ace just gave you one of his sunny smiles as he pulled you into a passionate kiss, hands on either cheek, holding your head as he sighed happily into the kiss. You couldn’t stop yourself from melting into the kiss, hands gripping his shoulders. Pulling back, he grinned at the dazed look in your eyes. He didn’t bother to say a thing as his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you into another kiss, neither of you aware of the small audience that peeked through the windows, quietly cheering and exchanging bet money.

Marco

Sitting in his office, Marco smiled over at you. You always looked so at home in the solitude of his office, away from the rowdy and often boisterous crew. Helping the phoenix with whatever various paperwork or office work he had. He understood your desire to stay out of the spotlight, to stay away from the excitement and attention that often came with much of the crew. In fact, it astounded him that someone as shy as you even sailed with the Whitebeard Pirates. The most infamous pirate currently alive, someone everyone kept an eye on, and you stayed with them. Getting up, he walked over to you, pushing some hair out of your face and placing a gentle kiss to your forehead, your cheeks turning a light shade of pink.

“Sorry, Little Bird, you looked too cute-yoi.” he said softly, large hand cupping your cheek as he sat on the edge of the desk you were working at. Smiling up at him, you leaned into his touch, he was always so sweet. Turning your head, you placed a soft kiss on his palm, the sweet gesture making him sigh happily. Leaning down, he put a hand under your chin, his lips meeting yours, lightly pushing you back into your chair so he could deepen the kiss. Pulling away, you couldn’t help but giggle.

“What’s so funny, Little Bird?” he asked, as you smiled at him.

“It’s just… every kiss feels like the first with you. I… I still get butterflies and my stomach still does flips.” you admittedly shyly.

“I agree, your lips still taste just as sweet-yoi.” he said with a nod before pulling you into another kiss. He’d never been so happy that he worked away from the crew, able to share kisses like this with you as often as he desired.

Thatch

The man was a damned flirt, though perhaps that’s what attracted you to him in the first place, how he made you swoon, how charming and sweet he was… his culinary skills didn’t hurt either. Well… mostly, in any case. It was sweet how he’d make you all sorts of culinary confections, cooking your favorite just for you, or other delicious treats. But he was always presenting them in the biggest, most ostentatious, attention drawing ways. Ways that had you looking for somewhere to hide from the prying eyes. Sure, he usually tried to keep said ostentatiousness in private, but on more than one occasion, he’d drawn the attention of damn near the entire crew to you. Hiding in the kitchen, you glanced back at Thatch, making sure that nobody could peek in and see the two of you.

“Don’t worry, my sweet treat, nobody’s going to bother us.” he said, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind, nuzzling into the crook of your neck.

“I just… you have a tendency to draw everybody’s attention and you know I hate that.” you said, placing one of your hands over his as you relaxed in his hold.

“I’ll make you a deal, you give me one thing and I’ll try to be better about that.” he offered, making you raise an eyebrow.

“I suppose that depends on the ‘one thing’.” you said, as he continued holding you.

“Just… close your eyes and trust me.” he whispered in your ear, making you sigh both from exasperation and your heart melting. Doing as he said, you felt him let you go for just a moment before his hands were on your waist again, picking you up and setting you on the counter as his lips met yours. You wouldn’t deny that you’d been waiting for this moment for a while, but there never seemed to be a good, quiet, moment for your first kiss. A moment where the crew wouldn’t bother you with wolf whistles and ‘good natured’ teasing. Your hands clung to the yellow scarf he was always wearing, keeping him pulled close to you as you remained lip locked until you needed to breathe.

“A-alright, that… I’ll allow you one more for free, but after that you have to keep your end of the deal.” you said shyly, staring down at your lap as you blushed. Thatch chuckled and pulled you into another kiss, more than happy to get another ‘freebie’.

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nejibaby · 19 days

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lost

Pairing: Portgas D. Ace x gn!reader

“It’s been eight days since his return. Eight days since he was successfully saved in Marineford. Eight days since you’ve had him back in your life, in your arms, on your bed.”

Word count: 0.6k

When the sun is down and the sea is calm, it’s easy to lull pirates to sleep. It’s easy to succumb to the blanket of security that the evening offers.

But for the afflicted souls, it poses a bit of a challenge.

The sunset only serves as a reminder of what is to come — another night with troubled sleep and if unlucky, perhaps another bout of unshed tears.

It’s been 46 days since Ace left the ship against the crew’s wishes, and 33 days since you’ve started getting nightmares. So much time has passed to the point where you’ve somewhat established a routine after the nightly recurrence of your night terrors.

It starts with you waking up with a gasp, a hand automatically going to where your heart is, and the other gripping your flimsy sheets. Your head instinctively turns to Ace’s side of the bed and your chest constricts with the realization that he’s not there. You then stare at the weird bean-shaped dent on the wall Ace happened to create in one of his very vivid dreams. And you lose track of time doing just that until your head starts to ache. You take this as a signal that it’s time to get up and go about your day.

At least it’s easier to get lost through the motions during the day. You could fool yourself into thinking that Ace is just on a mission to rescue an ally or that he’s just on the other side of the ship, dilly dallying with the other Commanders while you’re doing your daily chores.

But even then, you’ve grown quite numb without his presence. You couldn’t find it in you to smile genuinely or to chuckle halfheartedly to jokes. And not just that, tears seem to evade you as well.

His absence has drained every emotion out of you — reduced you to a being almost incapable of feeling.

Almost.

Only in the dead of the night do you find yourself overwhelmed with everything that was, is, and could be.

But now, it’s been eight days since his return. Eight days since he was successfully saved in Marineford. Eight days since you’ve had him back in your life, in your arms, on your bed.

You’ve always thought that having him beside you again would equate to going back to the good old days where you’d bicker like an old married couple or play pranks on random crew members or simply talk about nonsensical things. There’d be no point in worrying about nightmares. You won’t have to reach out on his side of the bed because you’re sure he’d now be there.

You’ve hoped that with him back, you’d get a fraction of your old self back.

You suppose now that that’s just wishful thinking. Ace’s absence has changed you in more ways than one. It altered the chemistry in your brain. It threw you out of orbit. It shifted something in you.

You’ve modified your life to revolve around a world without him. And while this reality is much more miserable and pathetic, you’re uncertain of how to turn back.

You lost yourself when you lost him.

And now that he’s back, how can you even find your old self again when the times have changed you so much?

It makes you wonder, will all those godforsaken nights you spent trying to get over all the pain be for nothing? Will it just be thrown under the rug for his sake?

Because it probably shouldn’t matter, right? What’s important is that Ace is back, and he’s safe and sound. That’s all that matters, right?

Or is it?

i haven’t written anything in so longggg, i’m not sure if i did it right? pls lmk what you think 🥺

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portgasdnec · 1 month

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🌿Forget-me-not🌿

#one piece #portgas d. ace #fanart #one piece fanart #husbando #portgas d ace #my art #portgas d. ace x reader #portgas d ace x oc #fire fist ace #hiken no ace

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myinnersmutdemons · 1 year

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Movie Night

TW: NSFW, threesome, step-cest, masturbation, bondage, toys, dirty talk, voyeurism, exhibitionism, Sabo x Sister!Reader x Ace

Laying on your bed in nothing but your panties and t-shirt, you bit your lip, slowly moving your hand downwards towards your panties. You felt so guilty, so dirty, thinking about them like this, they were your brothers, but it always made you so hot, imagining them taking you, imagining their hands instead of your own. Your hand slipped under your panties, rubbing circles on your clit. It wasn’t like they knew what you were doing and they weren’t actually related to you, so it wasn’t so bad, right? Your other hand wandered up under your shirt, playing with your breast, pinching and pulling your nipple as you let out a quiet whimper. It was wrong to imagine them, wasn’t it? To imagine that they were playing with you, taking you. Slipping a finger inside your pussy, you couldn’t help the slight pleasured gasp that left your lips, fingering yourself faster and faster.

“S-Saboo, Ace~” you whined, thinking of the two older boys. You felt hotter than normal as you squirmed, wanting more. It never felt like enough, you wanted, needed more. You needed them, needed their cocks.

You weren’t entirely sure what time it was when you finally finished, only that you were left tired and still horny. That being said, you knew that you didn’t have enough time for more, it was starting to get dark, meaning the two would be over soon for ‘movie night’. Your weekly hang out with the brothers where you all ate too much junk food, watched a movie, and, more often than not, passed out in a pile on the couch. You were starting to curse the fact that it was just the 3 of you, leaving you to be sandwiched between the older 2 boys. It wasn’t that Luffy wasn’t invited, just that he either forgot, or was doing other things these days. Almost as soon as you’d pulled your clothes back on, you heard the front door unlock. You might have to take that spare key back from them, less they walk into your apartment while you were ‘busy’ and overhear what you were doing, or worse, what you were fantasizing about.

“Y/n! We’re here!” Ace called out, smiling when you hurried out to meet them.

“‘Bout time! I was starting to wonder if you’d forgotten.” you teased, moving to hug him only to snatch the bag of snacks while he thought you wanted a hug. You couldn’t let them know how you felt about them, so you’d play the ‘sweet, innocent little sister’ like you always did… or well, almost always.

“Sabo, she stole my snacks and didn’t even give me a hug.” Ace whined, not bothering to try and get the snacks back while you rifled through the bag.

“Then maybe you should stop falling for her tricks? Or just hand her the bag next time?” Sabo said, nudging Ace out of the way, only making Ace pout more.

“Don’t bother, princess, those are entirely Ace’s, I’ve got yours right here.” the blond said, shaking one of two bags in his hand. Almost immediately you were handing the bag back to Ace and following Sabo almost like a puppy. Not that he needed snacks to get you to do that.

“And still no hug?!” Ace demanded, holding his snacks once more, still pouting as he joined you and Sabo in the kitchen.

“You’re 21 and you’re still whining about not getting a hug?” you teased, wrapping your arms around him.

“He’s just a child who can’t just hug you himself because then he’d have to admit that he actually likes hugging people.” Sabo said, wrapping his arms around your waist, his hot breath blowing against your ear, making your cheeks darken. He was so close, you could feel his muscular chest against your back through his shirt. With Sabo against your back, you didn’t notice the look he gave Ace before backing off, returning to his snacks, gathering his things before setting them on the coffee table.

“S-so what are we watching tonight?” you asked, trying to will your blush to die down.

“Eh, not sure, ask Sabo, he picked.” Ace said, waving dismissively as he dumped his own stuff on the coffee table.

“Oh please not another political movie!” you groaned, remembering the last time Sabo had chosen the movie.

“You guys act like it was a death sentence! And I mean, I suppose it counts as political but I swear you’ll enjoy it!” Sabo offered making you sigh.

“Fine, fine, pull it up.” you asked, taking your spot between the two. Why they always insisted you sit in between them, you’d probably never know, but it was ‘your spot’ and there was no changing it. Sabo grinned as he pulled the streaming site up and started the movie. About halfway through the movie and you couldn’t stop fidgeting. The two brothers seemed to be extra close today, Ace resting his head on your shoulder, breath hot against your neck and Sabo’s hand resting just above your knee, rubbing unconscious circles on your thigh with his thumb.

“C-can I get up?” you asked, gently pushing against Ace. you needed to get out of this position before they drove you crazy. You could already feel the desire burning low in your stomach, making you hotter and hotter with each passing second.

“But I’m comfortable here. Do you really need to get up?” Ace asked, voice low, words practically whispered in your ear. His mouth was so close to your skin, you could almost feel his chapped lips against your neck.

“I mean, I suppose we could let you up, but then we’d have to reposition once you get back.” Sabo said, giving you a smirk that had the low simmer in your stomach turning up to a boil. Why did it feel like they were being so flirty?

“I expect something in return if you make me reposition when I’m so comfy.” Ace demanded, your heart racing.

“F-fine! You can have all my remaining snacks! I just… I need to get up.” you said, hoping that he’d go for it. He was a bottomless pit, surely he’d just want your food, right?

“Mm, not what I want.” Ace said without hesitation, confusing you. If he didn’t want your food, what did he want?

“You’re going to share, aren’t you?” Sabo asked, giving Ace a look that you couldn’t quite decipher.

“Yes, yes, I’ll share… so long as it’s okay with her.” Ace muttered, nuzzling into your neck, turning your cheeks an even brighter red.

“S-so long as what’s okay with me?” you asked nervously. You tried to shake your thoughts away, you were reading too much into this, you had to be. Sabo just chuckled, placing a hand under your chin, turning your head to face him before pulling you into a rough kiss, his hand moving to the back of your head, fingers tangling in your hair as he stole your breath away. A light, pleasured sigh left your lips as you felt Ace nipping at your neck, teeth lightly scraping against your skin.

“You don’t mind, do you, Angel?” Sabo asked once he pulled away, leaving you a little lightheaded.

“I… I don’t but…” you bit your lip, eyes looking away shyly before meeting his once more, “it… it’s wrong. We’re…” once again you trailed off. They knew what you were saying even without saying it.

“Not as bad as you think, we’re not related by blood.” Ace muttered, giving a particularly rough bite to your shoulder, drawing a small yelp from your lips at the sensation.

“We know you want it, Angel, we see the looks you give us… we know the things you’ve imagined.” Sabo said, the last part whispered to you, turning your pink cheeks into a full blush that you just knew went all the way down your neck. You did want that, you wanted it, wanted them, so badly. Sabo pulled you into another kiss, distracting you from what they were doing until you felt Ace’s hand under your shirt, groping your breasts through your bra. The blond in front of you swallowed the whimper that left your lips, his kiss growing rough, only pulling away when breathing became a must.

“Well, princess? Do you want us or not?” Ace asked, making you swallow hard as you nodded.

“Yes, I-I, I want this, want you.” you admitted, a surprised squeak leaving your throat as Ace picked you up, carrying you back to your room, Sabo following close behind. Almost as soon as the door was closed, the two of them were undressing you, hungry eyes roaming over your now bare form.

“Fuck, Angel, so many things I want to do to you.” Sabo said, thumb flicking over one of your nipples, making you whimper slightly. Their hands felt so good against your skin, making you want more.

“Please.” you whispered, looking away. You still couldn’t believe you were doing this with them, finding it hard to voice your desires.

“Please what, princess? You’re going to need to be more specific.” Ace said, placing featherlight kisses over your body, working his way up from your thigh to your neck and back down again.

“Please… d-do whatever you want to me.” you said, voice just above a whisper. A shudder went down Sabo’s spine at your words, whatever he wanted? Fuck, he didn’t think you could take all the things he wanted to do to you.

“Careful, Princess. Sabo’s a little sadistic.” Ace said, seeing the dark look in his brother's eyes.

“I didn’t hear you complaining last week.” Sabo shot back, making Ace swallow hard as you looked between the two. Had they been…? “Don’t worry, Angel, I’ll take it easy on you tonight, besides, I don’t think I have everything I’d need.” Sabo said, caressing your cheek, only to have Ace chuckle, drawing both your attention, watching as Ace emptied his pockets of what looked like a length of rope, a small pink vibrator, a pair of handcuffs, a blindfold and a gag.

“Do I even want to know how you fit all this in your pockets without me noticing?” Sabo asked, picking up the handcuffs.

“Do you really care so long as you get to use them?” Ace asked cockily, only for Sabo’s hand to reach around behind Ace, gripping his hair and making the older boy groan.

“I’ll use them on you if you’re not careful.” Sabo hissed before pulling him into a rough kiss. You could feel yourself get wetter as you watched the two make out for a moment before Sabo was pulling back, leaving both boys breathless. Looking back at the various items Sabo couldn’t help but smirk as he shook his head.

“Got everything important except my new toy. I suppose it’ll be fine this time, don’t want to overwhelm her.” he said, thinking about the cane he’d left at home. A new addition to his collection, one he couldn’t wait to use. Both boys were soon back on you, cuffing your hands behind your back before tying the rope around your body, hands trading the rope until you weren’t sure who was holding what end or where the rope was even going. Finally, they pulled away, Sabo giving you a dark look. Your calves were tied to your thighs, the binds accentuating your breasts, before wrapping loosely around your neck like a makeshift collar. Wriggling slightly, you pulled against the ropes, finding the knots to be secured rather well.

“You still okay with this, Princess?” Ace asked, groping and massaging your breasts, drawing pleasured sighs from your lips.

“Y-yes, I… more.” you whimpered, arching your back into Ace’s touch, moaning lightly when he pinched your nipples, rolling them between his fingers. You were soon too preoccupied by what Ace was doing to pay attention to what Sabo was doing until you felt vibrations against your clit, forcing a loud cry from your throat, arching further into Ace. Your cries seemed to spur Ace on as he started sucking on your nipple, pulling and rolling the other between his fingers.

“Fuck, you look so good like this, completely at our mercy.” Sabo groaned, running two fingers up your slit as he kept the vibrator pressed against your clit, making you moan more, “fuck, so wet too, have you been thinking about this all night?” he demanded, your slick coating the tips of his fingers. Reluctantly, you nodded, biting your lip as you did so. You couldn’t deny it, not when he was making you feel so good. Ace pulled you in for another kiss as Sabo thrust 2 fingers inside your pussy, the black haired brother swallowing the moan as he made out with you. It all felt so good, having Ace play with your tits while Sabo fingered you and played with your clit, making out with Ace while your head spun from the sensations.

“You still want more, princess?” Ace asked, pulling away slightly, watching as you nodded.

“Please. I… I want you, both of you.” you whimpered, pulling at the ropes, only for Sabo to give another dark chuckle.

“You’re gonna have to beg if you want more, unless you want me to keep you like this all night. I could, you know. Tied up with the vibrator pressed against your clit, just low enough to keep you writhing in pleasure until you’re about to go crazy from need. Maybe I’ll make you watch as Ace and I get off. Watching us cum, half delirious as you try to beg me to fuck you.” Sabo said, making you whimper.

“No, no please don’t. I want more, I want you. I’ll do whatever you want, just please, more.” you pleaded, admittedly turned on by what Sabo was saying.

“Come on, Sabo. Don’t tease her, how is she supposed to come crawling back for more if we don’t give her any to begin with?” Ace asked, biting and nipping at your neck and shoulders, leaving small marks all along the skin there.

“You’re lucky that Ace makes a good point, pet. Otherwise I might just leave you a whimpering mess.” Sabo said, fingering you harder and faster until you were cumming, soaking his fingers.

“Mmm, looks like my dirty little pet made a mess.” Sabo said, pulling his fingers out of you, though keeping the vibrator pressed against your clit, making you writhe in pleasure.

“I’d be more than happy to clean it up.” Ace chimed in, taking Sabo’s hand, starting to lick and suck your juices off the blond’s fingers. All you could do was watch, feeling even more turned on, if it was even possible.

“Shit, I think you might be as big a slut as she is. Bet you can’t wait to fuck her, hell, I’d bet you’d give anything just to taste more of her.” Sabo said, watching as Ace finally finished licking his fingers clean.

“You can’t tell me you don’t want her too, not with how much you moan her n-” Ace was cut off by Sabo yanking his hair again, Ace’s breath hitching as the blond held him.

“You’re testing my patience, Ace. You know what, I know exactly what to do to kill two birds with one stone. You’re going to sit there and watch, you’re not going to touch her and you’re not going to touch yourself, got it?” Sabo growled, watching as Ace swallowed hard but nodded. Sabo quickly stripped, tossing his clothes to the floor before picking you up, spreading your legs so Ace could see your pussy as Sabo sat behind you, thrusting his cock inside you, making you cry out in pleasure. Ace groaned as he watched Sabo fuck you, throwing his own clothes to the floor, quickly finding them too tight for comfort.

“Fuck, so good, pet, so tight, squeezing my cock.” Sabo moaned, bouncing you up and down on his large cock.

“Y-yes! Please, more! Fuck me more.” you moaned, head thrashing side to side as you struggled against the ropes.

“At least one of you knows how to behave. Maybe I should’ve tied Ace up instead of you. Later, I suppose. If you’re a really good girl, maybe I'll let you play with him.” Sabo whispered into your ear, making you lean your head back against his shoulder as you moaned loudly.

“Yes, please! I’m a good girl. Please, fuck me more, make me cum!” you pleaded. In front of you, Ace squirmed, gripping the sheets as he tried not to touch himself.

“Fuck, fine! I’ll behave, just stop keeping her all to yourself.” Ace groaned, his cock throbbing as he imagined being inside you.

“Oh look who wants to join in. What do you think? Has he been behaving well enough?” Sabo cooed, giving a particularly rough thrust that had you crying out.

“Yes, please, let him touch me. I want more.” you moaned, feeling yourself draw closer and closer to the edge.

“Cum for me and I’ll let him touch you again.” Sabo demanded, smirking when you came a few thrusts later, your pussy squeezing him tightly, milking his cock as he came inside you, “I suppose a deal’s a deal. She’s all yours, but I wouldn’t suggest testing me again.” he added darkly. Not that he thought Ace would listen, Ace was just as bad as he was when it came to not causing trouble. As soon as he was ‘allowed’ to, Ace was pulling you into a kiss, slamming his cock inside you. He needed you, needed to fuck you. Sitting back and watching, not being able to touch himself had made him painfully hard, a loud moan escaping his throat the moment he sunk his cock into your tight heat.

“Oh fuck, princess, so good, so tight.” Ace moaned, laying you on the bed before starting to pound in and out of your pussy, making you moan as well.

“Being such a good girl, aren’t you, pet? Taking Ace so well.” Sabo said, pulling you into a rough kiss. All you could do at this point was moan and writhe in pleasure, your eyes rolling back into your head as you came for a third time. Pulling Ace will you, both of you letting out twin cries of pleasure. Ace barely managed to pull out as he collapsed beside you, clearly a bit worn, giving a loopy smile as Sabo freed your wrists before loosening the ropes, allowing you to move.

“Don't either of you think we’re done tonight. I need a short break, but I’m far from finished.” Sabo said, making Ace smile and you shiver as you both nodded. You were both more than happy to go again, maybe this time he’d tie Ace up. Looking at you two, Sabo smirked, he’d definitely have to bring his new cane with him next time. He couldn’t wait to see what you’d look like with marks across your thighs and back. For tonight, he might just have to stick to spankings. Hopefully you’d ‘misbehave’ enough for him to warrant doing so. Then again, did he really need a reason?

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cebwrites · 1 year

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stealing their clothes (Ace, Kiku)

a/n: something i’ve been sitting on since sEPTEMBER but forgot to post aaaa TToTT gn reader, trans ace <3 word count: 0.5k

Ace

Ace likes having the boys out so he hardly has enough shirts for you to steal, mostly under the guise of ‘my powers will burn them anyway!’ and much less shirts that you’d be caught dead wearing even if the idea is cute in theory

(He’s also conveniently ignoring standard Logia rules of the user being unaffected by their own fruit but shhh let the man have his tits out)

His wardrobe consists of button-downs that he never buttons so he can have his chest out, but a lot of them have dad patterns and you aren’t sure if even you could style them in a flattering way

If there’s anything of his that you can and Ace likes seeing you wear, though, it’s definitely his hat

His rootin’ tootin’ pardner out on the wild, wild (ocean) west 💕

He likes to put it on your head at random no matter your complaints (about how stinky that hat is), Ace insists that his beloved accessory compliments anything you could possibly have on at the time

Especially if it’s... nothing but the hat <3

You have his full support if you want to walk out topless in only a pair of shorts and his hat like him, Ace would only ask to maybe not do it out on the deck front and center

If only to avoid the crew seeing him become a sputtering mess when you look over and smile at him with a tip of that very hat because well now he simply has to collapse onto the floor in a pile of hearts and flame

Kiku

Your 9ft goddess <3

Another Wano native (seriously, how are they getting that tall with so little resources??) whose clothes you’d be swimming in if you had to put on

Kiku loves seeing you wear her clothes, even if you can’t wear them out because they’d drag, it’s still a nice ‘at home’ thing to play around with

One other thing she does love too, though, is fashioning cute little outfits for you from her clothes - especially as you convince (spoil) her to buy new ones for herself

It was a nice little project she kept to herself for a while, she’d make them by hand out of materials Kiku already had because it was much cheaper then buying something, even if they were from her own garments

The bright side of it all was, considering the size difference, that Kiku could make multiple pieces for you with just a single kimono, styled differently

She couldn’t keep it a secret forever, of course, you’d notice the similar fabrics eventually and even the comfort of her smell on them that one wouldn’t expect from clothes straight from the store - so she fesses up

Kiku apologizes for being unable to afford the luxurious gifts you deserved as the sun to her moon, covering her face in shame, but you only sit up on her lap to tell her that she’d done nothing worth apologizing for, and that you love every piece she’d gifted to you since

Now, the two of you dedicate once a month to make these clothes together, not only things for you but also customizing Kiku’s own wardrobe, too (you also grind harder to afford new fits for her as well, as your duties as Kiku’s partner to spoil her with things she deserves)

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sashi-ya · 2 years

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Hi sashiii ❤️ I saw your recent event and I was wondering if I could request Ace x fem!reader with a Romeo and Juliet kind of trope? (But with the happy ending of course 😉) Forbidden lovers planning on running away together and they finally meet but can’t seem to keep their hands of each other? And it can be NSFW please 🧚🏼‍♀️❤️ thank you so much I hope you find this prompt fun 🙈

Hii beautiful!! of course!! I did actually not just use the "Romeo and Juliet" torpe, but also made a little adaptation of it!! I hope you like it!! thank u for requesting! 💖

👑 Oh, Royal Lust Event ~ Royals AU event.

𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 ~ 𝐏𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐠𝐚𝐬 𝐃. 𝐀𝐜𝐞 𝐱 𝐅! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ~ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬

tw: inspired on Romeo & Juliet, it's my own adaptation to Shakespeare's work of art, with a good ending (or maybe not, who knows, maybe both died and they find themselves in the after life... is up to you to decide which path chose). nsfw. oral sex, romantic and fluffy vag sex.

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The freckled boy, the son of your enemies. The sun that shines always on his beautiful noble manor and his gardens. His wavy black hair flows with the wind, and his shirt always ends up in the ground when he trains during the afternoons. And he knows, the daughter of his father’s enemy looks at him from her own room, high, high in a stone tower.

His eyes sometimes meet, and the pupils burn, burn in desire…Because they are enemies, yes. But they are also lovers. They love each other. But nobody has to know.

The sun sets, the night comes and as the stars form constellations on the sky, his freckles do over his cheeks. Cheeks you got the chance to caress, so soft, so sweet.

“Name! Name!” he calls you from outside your windows. You widen your eyes, is that… him? The flowy fabrics of your night gown shine with the moonlight that filters in between the curtains as you walk towards your balcony.

"Ace? Ace! Where are you? I can't see you!"

Suddenly, him. He is quick and strong, and you suspect he has been training hard his body just to be able to climb to your room.

“Hi…” Ace whispers, always so respectful of you. “Ace… I told you we shouldn’t do this! What if our families find out?” you whisper back, so happy, and so scared because he has crawled up your balcony in the middle of the night. “If we broke the truce the Prince put for us, we will have to pay with our lives at sword point”

Ace sighs, it’s painful for him to be so close and yet so far from you. And frankly, your heart aches too. But you know you have to wait because love always wins, right?

“I’m really sorry, (Name)… I couldn’t look at you from my garden any longer, I needed to have you in my arms” he says, coming closer to your lips. His slightly tanned skin, his mouth so tempting. “Let’s run away. They will never stop hating each other, (Name)” he urges, as you go dumb just by the warm breath over your lips. “I don’t care about dying, as long as I can be with you”

You have to stop yourself from kissing him, and from crying. How is he planning on running away? They will notice, you will be found by the guards.

“Do you remember the first time I saw you?” he asks, remembering that banquet that he attended uninvited to find his brother’s lover and try to convince her to go back to Sabo. You nod, how could you forget the dance where it was announced you were looking for a husband. A husband you weren’t allowed to choose. “I do… you were the one who illuminated my life, Ace”

Ace sits properly on your balcony and pulls you closer, your face rests on his chest and his arms surround your frame. “Since then, I wanted to marry you… would you marry me?” he says, kissing the crown of your head. If there is something this man masters is beautiful romanticism without even trying.

Your eyes become watery, and there is nothing you would like more in this world than marrying the man you love instead of a random Count of your Kingdom. “A-Ace… of course I want to” you mumble, grabbing his clothes in tight fists and crying over the teared cravat of his shirt.

His hands land on the small of your back, pushing you even closer against his body. Then, warm fingers graze your chin up. His blazing eyes fix in yours, and the tip of your noses touch. The sweetest kiss follows, star-crossed lovers that have so much passion ready to be unleashed.

Will it be tonight? Will it be this, a beautiful hot summer night, the night where their bodies melt?

“(Name)!! Is everything all right?” your nanny’s voice echoes from outside your room, the noble young girl has to be monitored, she is a lady that must be respected and taken care of until you are walked down the aisle to another disgusting noble man.

You quickly break up the kiss, your face inspires true terror. But Ace knows how to ease your fear so easily… “Calm down, I got a plan! Wait for me, tomorrow night I will help you scape. Do you trust me?” he asks, brushing your hair back and earning a nod from you, putting blind faith on him.

He crunches over the balcony, grabbing his fancy burnt orange beret. “See you tomorrow, I love you” he mouths. And just when your nanny opens your door he jumps off and disappears into the night.

“Is the lady ok?” you nanny asks, coming towards a startled you. The warm breeze of Verona kisses your cheeks, and your heart pumps faster than ever. “I- I am…” you barely mumble, with eyes fixed into a marine blue velvety sky.

You server turns you around to discover some tears running down your face, she cleans them and sends you to sleep. “Still thinking on that young child of the Portgas, right?” she asks, helping you get into bed. “Tomorrow night will be a big night, Lady (Name). You will meet your future husband in the banquet” she says, tucking your sheets under your armpits.

But… I’ve already met him…

A new day has started with many servants getting you ready for the big night, you were made even to take a bath in milk and roses. Your hair, your nails, everything should be perfect for the party. Your beauty should be enhanced to the maximum… what a futile attempt to make you happy.

And as the night came, with your eyes always looking at the gardens of your manor, you never once thought Ace’s promises will be empty ones…

The banquet was noisy, violins, cellos, and everybody would wait for the tarantella to be played just to dance with their future lovers. And there it is, the man that will marry you… but Ace… where is Ace?

“Come on, (Name). Smile a little, we have accepted your request to wait a few months to get married. Now show some gratitude” your mother tells you, annoyed at your sadness. “Yes, mother…” you answer back, forcing a smile that’s painful and not real.

But, like a sun through the door, a little funny clown appears to animate the nobles and riches getting their bellies stuffed of the most gourmets preparations. “I’m the God of the sun! of laughter! Please, those drums of liberation!! Play that song for me!” the buffoon says, stretching himself and jumping all around.

You smile, it’s inevitable not to do so. He indeed looks like the Sun, a Sun in the middle of a night… and the drums of liberation? What does he mean?

Dancing to the sound of the barrels he comes closer and stands in front of you. “SHI SHI SHI! You must be the young lady, the star of this night!” he says, and quickly snatches some meat from your plate.

You can’t help but laugh at such lack of respect, he is too cute not to do so. He stretches his cheeks and shows you a big smirk, his eyelids have paintings and in his forehead the word meat.

“You like the stars when they form galaxies in the sky, (Name)?” he asks, all of a sudden. “Do you know I have a brother who has them all over his face?”.

You quickly understand what he meant… is this Ace’s plan? “I love them, I love the stars” you tell him, Ace is a true star.

“Cool, then, you should go to the kitchen after the party, I’ve heard you will find the way towards the stars if you eat something sweet! I did find the path towards the sun eating your meat! Thanks!” he whispers and jumps away to keep entertaining the party.

You are left startled. Ace…

You couldn’t wait much longer, of course you couldn’t. And right after the last person left the place and everybody was wasting his time fawning on a Count way older than you, drooling and waiting for a couple of months to pass to have you in his arms, you ran to the kitchen.

“Chef Sanji!” you find the blonde chef of your mansion smoking in his workplace after a long night of hard work.

His blonde locks move when he turns around to you, a sweet smile and a cigarette hanging from his lips. “Beautiful (Name)-san” he salutes you.

“I have come for something… sweet?” you ask him, well aware one of your guards is waiting right outside the window. Probably he had been chatting with Chef Sanji, even though they don’t usually get along.

Sanji lets a little chuckle out; his expression shows how much he understands what you just said. “To find the road to the stars?” he asks, opening a little wooden cabinet from the kitchen. “Uh…” you think twice about saying yes, the guard is looking at you with his single eye.

“Calm down, he is here to help you too… Lady (Name)” he sweetly whispers, putting in your hand a little truffle and looking at the guard with a cute smile. You observe the little dessert over your palm, and then to the cook and the green haired guard.

You open your mouth and close it again several times, what is that supposed to do? How is it going to help finding Ace?

“Eat this, it’s as sweet as spicy. It may burn a little, but then, the sweet chocolate will ease it. Just like love, (Name). You will fall asleep for a day; you will be safe. You will be taken to Dr. Marco. You know him?” Sanji asks.

You nod, Dr. Marco has always been your family doctor. But it was also the Portgas family’s doctor too… “Thank you guys…” you whisper, taking the truffle and letting the burning sensation in your tongue numb your life as you run through the halls of your home.

A new Sun awakens the cobbled streets of Verona, the heat of a summer over Italy make some flowers still shy to open after a long night.

You lay on your bed, completely unconscious. No response, even the strongest knocks on your door does not wake you up. Door that’s open by your nanny and mother, to find an inert body resting over your bed.

“My dear (Name)!” “Call Dr. Marco right away! She is not breathing!”

Doctor Marco fixes his glasses as he tries to find a little bump that would indicate your heart is beating on your cold wrist. But he says he cannot find it. You are gone, for ever…

Left over the stone of your future grave, your family members cry heartbroken. How did that happen? Why have you passed away? So young, so beautiful… Roses surround your body, all around that stone where your back rests. Your hands crossed over your belly and your hair let down framing your peaceful façade.

A dying sun caresses your cold skin with orangey rays that filter from the garden, the sky is tinted in lilac and the summer breeze plays with the silky fabric of your dress. The night slowly comes, and with that your family leaves your grave to rest, perhaps, a little.

“I’m here…” you hear, a whispering voice that warms your heart. “I’m already here, I’m sorry if I made you wait”

Soft hands over your cheeks, the warmth of his lips on your forehead. Slowly easing the comatose state, you were in by kisses and caresses, loving touches, full of hope and liberation. “A-Ace…?” you mumble while trying to beat the heaviness of your eyelids. You feel your mouth dry, but that doesn’t matter because the first thing you see is the galaxy on his cheeks.

“Hi” he whispers, tucking your hair behind your ear. “Hi…” you utter, smiling so happily. If this is a dream or if this is reality, it doesn’t really matter.

Ace’s lips slowly reach for yours and closing your eyes you receive them. The first kiss of the new rest of your lives, along with his fingers interlocking with yours. Kiss that turns into the most passionate session of tongues dancing. It’s been so long, how many days you have waited for his kisses, for his hands?

“Should we get married first?” he asks once he lays next to your still a little weak body. “Let’s get married under the stars, right now” you tell him, sure marriage is nothing but sealing your love in an eternal promise.

Ace smiles, for the first time so sincerely, happiness fills his heart, and does yours too. “Do you take me as your husband, (Name)?” he asks, kissing your hand. “I do, (Ace). Do you take me as your wife, Ace?”

“I do, love of my life”

He pulls you up, sitting over the cold stone but surrounded by a blazing love, by a blazing desire. The freckled young man hand’s rest over your shoulders, slowly sliding your sleeves down them. Sweet pecks over your neck, down to your collar bones. None of you could wait any longer for this, you simply can’t.

Over the stone that would close your tomb, you will seal the deal that makes you free. The love that will lead you to a new life, what a beautiful paradox.

His kisses slowly makes you lay over what is now your bed, he takes his beret off revealing the wavy raven locks framing his galaxy face. You help him take his shirt off, barely ripping it with your own nails. Finally, his body, all for you.

Tan skin from a hot summer, from endless days training on his garden under the sun. His fingers buried on your hips, lifting your right leg. Leg that ends around his, carving your heel onto his calf. Hardness against wetness, his kisses don’t limit to your lips. Desperately nibbling your neck, and the little valley in between your breasts.

Ace, like an unstoppable beast, begins devouring you. Sucking, licking, biting, pulling. Getting drunk on your whines, you in rapture. More, more, I wanna feel you even closer.

The freckled man, goes down, tracing a wet path from your chest to your belly button. He stops right there, after kissing around your navel. His fire eyes fixed on yours, lust has taken his body host and you won’t stop him. His fingers squeezing your hipbones tight. “Spread, (Name)… please” he commands, showing you what he wants to do with his watering mouth.

You do, lifting your legs and spreading them so he can fit in the middle. His smile turns into a smirk, a dark smirk. Ace plays with your fine lingerie, first touching the dampness of the lace that covers your sex. His nose buries them on your sex, still covered, but feeling every sensation his lips create. He kisses first, and licks then.

“Can I?” he asks, still waiting for your permission to take your underwear off. You only moan and nod, you need him to do so, you really need it to. He smiles, kindly this time, kissing first your inner thigh and then sliding your panties off.

The white lace slowly goes down your legs, getting to your feet. Ace plants a loving peck over the arch of your foot and then the clothes are finally off. He pounces back in between your legs, with the utmost care he only tastes your dripping arousal with the tip of his tongue, breathing warmly over your anatomy. It makes you squirm; it makes you arch your back.

Yet, this is just the beginning because when he spread your labia with his finger and attacks your button of pleasure, you scream hard. Your moan echoes through the night, and you are pretty much sure everybody had listened.

But, frankly, you don’t care.

Ace, Ace keeps eating, nurturing from your sex, taking you to heaven so sweetly and sinfully. Hi trace circles, he sucks, and he even uses his fingers. Fingers to which your walls get used to, as they open their ways inside of you.

Climax, that unknown sensation finally taking over your body for the very first time, warming and taking you to edge of glory from the loving actions of your husband. The freckles that sprinkle his rosy cheeks now, peek up your core to simply enjoy the beautiful expression of your ecstasy.

“Ace, keep… going, please. Come here” you mumble when your breath normalizes, you need him inside of you, you can’t wait any longer. “Sure, my love” he accepts, crawling up to you, planting a honey kiss on your lips.

Ace wipes the little drops of sweat on your forehead and looks at you with the softest expression you’ve ever seen. His adoration towards you reminds you of a goddess worshiper. And indeed, he is, he considers you as his goddess, precious divinity.

“Do you want me to make love to you, my dear?” he asks, with his forearms at each side of your face. “Make love to me, my lover”.

Bellies touching, breathing into each other. Himself invading your insides with care and soft motions so you get accustomed to him. Slowly moving in and out once your clenching walls allow him to do so.

Resting his body weight over his left side, he makes love to you with eyes fixed on yours and his right hand caressing your cheek. “I love you” he repeats on and on, until words aren’t needed or can’t be said. Moaning and confessing how much both love each other, seal your first encounter with raptured feelings as if you had finally found the path to the stars...

“Let’s run away and never look back” 💖~

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sabokunsmalia · 6 months

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄, 𝐖𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄, m. list

featuring: sabo x fem!reader plot: over twelve years ago, sabo promised to marry her if they meet again in the future, but then he seemingly never reached the first island beyond dawn island. his death changed the plans, forced her back into the noble bubble until she decided to pursue a life in freedom. fleeing from her noble family in high town & following her childhood friend luffy through thick and thin. but multiple things happen, and suddenly, she finds herself in the presence of a long-lost face. content warning: nsfw! (mdni!) + fluff + pet names + depression + soulmates & second chance kind of trope, all warnings will be added before each part. hi it's malia: definitely need to write that one, just found it on the old blog. i'm prepared for that one because sabo my love..

𝐒𝐍𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐓: seated on a constellation of rocks, one larger than the other, she watched how the three boys ran along the path between the trees. a hand in the air, waving at her familiar face with wide smiles on their faces, and the loud laughter booming through the large summer trees. oh, how she wanted to joke around with them, follow them into the small villages around high town, and explore dawn island. but she could not attend the open streets. anyone who would catch a glimpse of her all too familiar face would inform the well-known family to snatch the bounty. berry for their missing daughter, as the three times before when she ran away from the nobility and joined the crew of three young rowdies.

"majesty," the young boy with the shaggy, raven-colored hair chuckled, attempting to mirror the curtsy they did in high town. obviously, his clumsiness kept the upper hand and he almost fell face-first.

"oh ace," she giggled, holding the back of her hand to her glossy lips. "you would make a very bad noble."

"how soothing that i do not want to be one," he answered, ruffling the already messed-up strands of his long hair further. behind him, the two other boys appeared that belonged to the trio. one with short blonde hair, dressed in an almost as noble attire as she was forced to wear, who had his arm wrapped around their brother's shoulders and pulled the tired and whiny boy along. "sabo! what happened to luffy?" she carefully jumped off the rock and hurried towards the crying boy. bruises covered his face and arms, the blue and purple marks hardly assessable.

"he tripped over a root while running away," sabo shrugged the shoulders, placing the youngest of three boys against a tree and crouching down himself. the pipe, he used to defend himself attached to his back, the large head pulled off his blonde hair. "sabo, did you push him?" she examined the bruises along luffy's legs, slowly tilting the head in the direction of the noble-born boy.

"what? me?" he pointed a gloved finger at himself, eyebrows raised at the little girl who occasionally joined their meetings. she was running away from the same town that sabo hated so dearly, despised more than anything else in the world. while others starved, the noble part of dawn island celebrated each day like their last and wasted too much food, too much water. "no! i would never do that!" sabo almost shouted, attempting to protect himself from the assumptions of his friend.

"if you lie to me, i will not marry you!" she argued, quickly coming up with a way to assure he was telling the truth. behind them, ace sat on the rock constellation, snickering about how the two fought.

"you already said yes! you can not take that back now!"

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: ↷ part one, return of hiken.

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narnian-neverlander · 6 years

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Hot Stuff [AceXF!Reader] [Modern!AU One-Shot]

So apparently I've caught a flu and I've been feeling like shit for days and basically running on 4 hours of sleep and I have to get back to my apprenticeship on Monday and honestly I'm just so sick of being sick. Long story short, I needed some cute fluffy fire boy to cheer me up, so if anyone else isn't feeling well, I hope this helps ^^

Hot Stuff

Fic Summary: Being sick always sucks. But when you have a walking heater as a boyfriend to take care of you, it might not even be that bad.

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: None, maybe like two swear words if you wanna be nitpicky about it

She couldn't remember the last time she'd wanted to just curl up in bed this badly. Or maybe she just needed to kill someone to make her feel better, at this point, it was hard to tell.

She'd barely managed to drag herself out of bed this morning and she was pretty sure it was because she'd felt the fingertips of a beginning flu or cold starting to grasp at her. Granted, her boyfriend reenacting Sleeping Beauty with her as the mattress and himself as the impossible to wake damsel in distress probably hadn't helped, either. Think of the devil; her phone buzzed, indicating a message from said princess. She quickly took a look at her screen and didn't know if she should surpress an eyeroll at the realization that the idiot had changed his own name in her phone again, or a groan at what the message actually said.

Hot Stuff ;): Hey darling, the cover-up tattoo for this guy is gonna take longer than expected, so I can't make it to the store, you think you could pick up the order for tonight?

Shit.

She'd completely forgotten about his brothers coming over. She let her head hit the desk with a sigh. She loved those two like her own family, but she could picture better ways to spend her evening today - and definitely less exhausting ones, too. Nonetheless, she quickly typed a reply, telling him not to worry and that she'd take care of it.

A few hours later and she wished she hadn't. Her boss had dumped another workload on her, which had resulted in her leaving her workplace last and barely making it to the butchery in time, because of course those three dorks needed a special meat from a special store that had the most ridiculous business hours she'd ever seen. To top it all off, her decision to walk this morning to try and clear her head of the sickness induced foginess came back to bite her when it started to pour. And of course her ever helpful boyfriend hadn't bothered to look at his phone and maybe pick her up.

She'd never been so glad to just be able to close her apartment door behind her and be done with the day, despite how upset she still was. She ran a hand through her drenched (h/c) locks and glanced at the watch on the wall. Good. At least she had another two hours or so until the ASL Trio would tear through her place and especially her fridge again. Enough time to freshen up, throw in some cold medicine and chew Ace out for literally leaving her out in the rain, unintentional or not. Or at least, that's what she thought.

"Luffy, spit that out, it's not done yet!"

"Bwut it's twasty alrwaedy!!"

"Luffy, for fuck's sake!"

Oh you've gotta be kidding.

She carefully peaked her head around the corner and wanted to scream at the sight of Ace and Sabo trying to pry some unidentifiable piece of food out of their brother's teeth. At any other point she probably would've laughed or even helped them, but right now it only added to her steadily increasing headache. And to the list of reasons to yell at the tattooed boy before her.

She stepped into view and chucked her bags to the ground with a loud thud, the contents noisily spilling across the floor, causing three pairs of eyes to turn towards her.

"(y/n)? Woah, what happened?" Ace asked, letting go of Luffy, who fell off and behind the counter as a result, and walked towards her. She immediately pointed an accusing finger at him, stopping him in his tracks.

"You happen to look at your phone recently, darling?" she hissed, stressing the last word.

He gave her a confused look before pulling the device out of the backpocket of his jeans. His eyes widened when he saw the multitude of missed calls and messages.

"Oh shit, babe,I'm sorry. Luffy and Sabo came over earlier and I--"

"Yeah, so I've noticed. And apparently you truly forgot how a phone works, otherwise you might've thought about giving me call to tell me." she snapped.

He furrowed his brows at her outburst. This wasn't like her at all.

"What's the big deal? Not like this is the first time they came by unannounced."

"Oh yes this is a big deal!" she yelled, stomping her foot in frustration like a child, a move she quickly regretted when it blurred her vision. "You send me on a goddamn errand you could've very well done yourself instead of goofing around wasting time! Not to mention you didn't even possess the fucking courtesy to maybe even consider picking me up so I wouldn't get drenched to the bone! But hey, no problem, after all your brothers aren't supposed to be here for another couple of hours, so I've got more than enough time to - oh wait a minute!"

"Ok I get you're mad, but I wasn't goofing off! I told you that cover-up would take longer and it did, I barely made it home ten minutes ago and they were already here! What was I supposed to do, leave 'em out in the rain?!"

"You had no trouble doing that to me!"

"That was an accident! Jesus, what the hell is wrong with you tonight?!" he questioned angrily. Sure he felt bad about not picking her up, but this was no reason to blow up at him like this.

"Nothing! Absolutely nothing! But if you think I pose a problem, do accept my apologies, I'll leave you boys to it!" she shouted, giving a mock wave to the ravenett and blond who had taken shelter behind the counter before grabbing her keys off the floor and storming to the door. "I'll just be outside for another couple of hours, after all, a little bit more rain isn't going to kill me, right?!"

With that, the door slammed shut behind her.

"What... was that?" Sabo asked carefully, coming to stand beside Ace.

"I dunno! She's never that easily upset!" he complained.

But when he thought about it for a moment longer, there actually was one situation when she got irritated quite quickly: When she was sick.

"Oh crap..." he muttered under his breath, guilt already starting to weigh down on him. He turned to his brothers. "I think I know what's wrong with her. Sorry guys, but we're gonna have to reschedule this."

The blond smiled understandingly and gave his brother a thumbs up, while Luffy started to pout.

"Naw, but we wanted to play video games later! Why don't you invite (y/n) to join, I'm sure that and some food will make her feel better!" he suggested happily. Ace sweatdropped at his little brother's optimism.

"Yeah, I'm not so sure about that, Luffy. But we'll do it some other time; I'll go after her." he said, grabbing his own keys and an umbrella.

"You sure you don't need any help searching?" Sabo asked in a concerned tone.

"Nah, if she really is sick, too many people are just gonna make her worse. You two just head home - and take the meat as an apology!" he shouted the last part, already out of the apartment and just hearing his younger brother's cries of joy before the elevator doors shut behind him.

Luckily, he knew her well enough by now to figure out that there were very few places she could and would have gone in such a short time. And just as he thought, he found her curled up on a bench under a tree in a nearby park, trying to at least partially shield herself from the rain. He jogged over to her and held the umbrella over her head. At the sudden loss of rain, she lifted her gaze, her eyes red and puffy, and a few stray tears still rolling down her cheeks. When she saw who it was, she immediately buried her face in her pulled up knees again.

"I'm sorry..." she murmured, barely audible.

He sat down and pulled her into a one-armed hug.

"Why didn't you just tell me you were sick?"

She sniffed and lifted her head to look at him again.

"I'm not."

He gave her the most exasperated Are you kidding me? look she'd ever seen.

"Ok maybe just a little. But not really, not yet anyways, and I didn't wanna ruin your night. But then everything kept piling up: the sickness, my boss being an ass, the rain... And I took it out on you. I'm sorry, you didn't deserve that."

"Well, I kinda did. But enough of all that, let's get you home and into bed, alright?" he said with a smile and stood up, offering her a hand.

She smiled back and grabbed his outstreched hand, only to wobble and almost fall right after she'd lifted herself to her feet. Whatever sickness she'd managed to catch, it sure was hitting her now.

"Woah, ok, there is no way I'm letting you walk." he stated with a sense of finality and placed the umbrella on the bench next to them before turning around and gesturing for her to get onto his back for a piggyback ride.

Even when healthy she never refused one of those, so she grabbed the discarded umbrella and hopped onto his back. Once he started the short walk back home, she rested her head against his shoulder blade and closed her eyes.

"You're warm..." she hummed happily. Her hazy mind registered what she'd said just in time. "If you make a pun about you being hot, I swear I'm locking you out of the apartment tonight."

He laughed in response and before they'd even reached their destination she was fast asleep.

When she woke up again, she was back in her own bed, tangled in the covers. She opened her blurry eyes to try and get them to adjust to the dim lighting in the room. She could make out the door, creaked open slightly to let in the light of the hallway. The next thing she noticed were the glaring red numbers of the alarm clock, telling her it was the middle of the night. Her eyes wandered over the several other things placed on the nightstand: tissues, various medicines and a thermos which she assumed to be full of tea. She slowly sat up, her head screaming at her to lay back down, and realized that she was wearing new, dry clothes, as opposed to the drenched ones she fell asleep in. That's when her ears picked up the sound of running water just down the hall. Was Ace still awake?

She decided to investigate and swung her legs off the bed, meaning to get up, but her feet had barely touched the ground when her vision was obscured by black spots and she let herself fall back down to the mattress. Ok, so standing up too fast was a no-go. Got it. She'd just heaved herself back into a sitting position and was about to try again when she heard the door creak open. Ace tiptoed inside, but when he saw she was already awake he straightened up and gave her his signature lopsided grin.

"Hey, you're up!" he stated in a quiet, yet happy voice. "How are you feeling?"

"Gross." she said through a stuffed nose. "But mostly everything's just sore; my back, my throat and my head feels like it's about to explode."

"Thought so." he said and made his way over to her. "I was just gonna wake you up, anyways, though. Come on."

Until now she hadn't realized that he was only clad in a pair of black boxers and socks. Of course.

He picked her up bridal style and walked out of the room.

"Where are we going?" she asked with a yawn and snuggled herself against his bare chest.

He didn't say anything at first, but simply kicked open the already ajar door to the bathroom. Her eyes went wide at the sight in front of her: a steamy bubble bath and candles placed around the room.

"How long was I out again...?" she asked, an awestruck expression on her face.

He snorted and pressed a kiss to her temple before carefully setting her down to sit at the edge of the tub and reaching across to switch off the faucet.

"Can you get out of your clothes yourself or are you gonna fall backwards and drown?" he asked with a small, mocking smirk.

"You're just looking for an excuse to get into my pants even though I'm sick." she quipped back, followed by a short cough.

"I've already done that once today, you know." he reminded her, gesturing at the new clothes she was still wearing, his smirk widening.

She gave him a half-hearted glare and a small punch to the shoulder, a smile spreading across her features.

"Perv..." she mumbled, but started to slip out of her clothes anyway and was submerged in the water not a minute later.

She sighed in happiness and relaxation, already feeling the pain in her head and back starting to dissipate, and let herself slip further into the tub, until only her nose remained barely above the water level.

"I actually used your favorite scented candles, but you probably can't tell, huh?" he asked jokingly and gently pinched her nose between his fore- and middlefinger for a moment before she swatted at his hand with her own.

She sniffed and scrunched up her face and he actually had the audacity to laugh.

"You're ridiculously cute."

"Well, I am glad my misery amuses you." she complained nasally.

"You're always cute. But would your misery maybe be lessened by some food? I'll make something."

She raised a sceptical brow at him. "You will make something? As in cook? Without setting the kitchen on fire?"

He chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly before answering: "Nope, make as in order something. Don't worry, I won't add a visit from the fire department to your list of worries - not tonight, anyways."

She genuinely laughed at that, not even regretting it when it worsened the scratch in her throat. Ace always managed to brighten up her day, no matter what.

He smiled and tucked a strand of wet hair behind her ear and placed his warm hand lovingly on her cheek. "So, what do you want, princess?"

Any other time, she probably would've grabbed the back of his neck, pulled him into a passionate kiss and said that she wanted him. But right now...

"Soup. I don't think I can get or keep anything else down."

"Gotcha." he answered and pressed a quick kiss to her forehead, before getting up and snatching his phone off the counter by the sink. He turned to her again once he'd reached the door. "Will you be fine without me for a bit or are you gonna fall asleep and I'll have to fish you out before you drown?"

She smirked mischieviously.

"I think you're confusing me with yourself, Mr. Narcolepsy."

"Oh come on, that was one time!"

Not much later, they were both sipping soup out of the delivered containers, herself still in the tub while Ace was sitting on one of the rugs, his back propped up against a cabinet next to her.

"Thanks, Ace. You really didn't have to do that, you know. Especially after how I acted earlier."

"Oh come on, everybody gets cranky when they've had a bad day, even more so when they're sick. I do, too."

"Still... Remind me to say sorry to Luffy and Sabo as well. They kinda got caught in the crossfire and I really don't want 'em to think that I don't like having them over."

"Nah, don't worry, they know you better than that. Sabo even offered to help look for you and Luffy... well, Luffy tried to help in his own way. And I already gave them the meat you brought as an apology, so I think you'll be fine."

"It's a good thing all problems with you three seem to be solvable with meat." she laughed and stretched, making her back pop.

"It's getting kinda cold in here..." she stated, looking at Ace out of the corner of her eye, hoping he'd get the hint.

"Well then, maybe it's about time for you to get out of there." he answered, placing his cup aside and standing up to help her.

"Or maybe..." she started, reaching her arms out to him. "It's about time you got in here."

He contemplated it for a moment, then shook his head.

"I dunno, I actually really like the view from up here." he said with a smirk, wiggling his eyebrows at her. She splashed him with water in return.

"I'm cold and I don't wanna get out yet, so would you just...?" she pleaded, giving him her best puppy dog eyes.

The smile slipped off his face and he groaned, running a hand trough his black hair.

"You know I can't say no to you when you look at me like that..." he complained and started to tug off his socks.

"That's the point!" she sung happily, cursing herself when it made her cough, and scooted forward to make room for him.

"You know" he began while sitting down behind her and wrapping his arms tightly around her waist. "I'm really hoping our kids won't get that look, otherwise, I'll be totally screwed."

The silence that followed stretched on longer than what was comfortable.

"Our... Our what?"

"Nothing! I didn't say anything at all! You must be in some sort of fever delirium!" he sputtered out way too quickly and when she craned her neck to look at him, his cheeks were bright red under his freckles and his gaze was on anything but her.

A small smile spread across her face and she settled back against his warm, muscular chest and closed her (e/c) eyes.

"Whatever you say, freckles. Speaking of those, I hope they get yours~"

Knowing that she'd heard him perfectly, he desperately tried to shift the focus to something else: "So, uhm... you've got absolutely no concerns about me getting sick as well?"

She snorted.

"You never get sick, matchstick. It's probably that abnormally, inhumanly high body temperature of yours. Any kind of germs or bacteria gets burned before it could even make you sneeze."

"Well, duh. Even bacteria knows to stay away from hot stuff like me."

She could practically hear the shit-eating grin in his voice.

"Dear lord, I walked straight into that one..."

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sunakys · 2 years

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LOOK AT THIS ART HELLOOOO

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iloveportgasdace · 2 years

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Happy Birthday Ace!

Ok, this is just something silly that got stuck in my head yesterday, about reader wanting to gift Ace something for his birthday

Ace x g/n reader ♠ sfw ♠ warnings: none ♠ word count: 1373

Midnight was fast approaching and everyone on the ship was scattered and already half drunk. You had been talking to some guys from your division up until a few seconds ago, when they went looking for more drinks.

Leaning on the rail not too far from the commotion mainly caused by a loud Thatch and some of his division, you had been missing out on the last few minutes merry-making as you were deep in thought.

You knew Ace’s birthday was going to be the following day, well in a few minutes really, and you knew he wasn’t particularly keen on celebrating it, in fact he kind of hated it. It was an unspoken rule on the ship to just pretend not to know and avoid mentioning it entirely.

But you had been together for almost a year and on your birthday he had been so involved, he had asked Thatch to make your favorite dishes, helped organizing the party and offered to help with the decoration -Izou had turned him down because they were mostly made of paper but Ace had pouted and stressed him for an hour until the poor man just gave up and let him help.

At the end of the evening, when you were finally alone, he had taken a small box out of his satchel, inside was a wooden pendant in the shape of a heart, which he had clearly hand-carved himself, with an amber stone embedded in it. You were moved to tears, it was a beautiful and thoughtful gift, the amber reminded you so much of him and you have been wearing it around your neck ever since.

He had been so amazing and now you felt guilty and torn between the desire to celebrate his birthday as well and his renown will not to.

You were almost sure he had no idea that you knew when his birthday was exactly, but you did know and you had a gift for him, of course you did, and you had gone to extraordinary measures to obtain it; you had to wait for him to be sent on a month-long mission to go away without him noticing and it had taken you almost three weeks of high-speed travelling and painstakingly searching through parish archives and municipal records to find what you had been looking for.

You had even bought a wig of a different hair colour and changed the way you spoke to make sure you weren’t recognizable, you wanted to avoid attracting too much attention on yourself or what you were doing.

Now though that the time was near you feared Ace would get upset, maybe it would be better to wait and give it to him another time, in the following days.

“Hey, you ok?”

You looked up to see Ace staring at you with a slight frown. “Yup, fine, just out of alcohol” you smoothly lied, smiling and shaking your glass to show it was empty.

“Ah, I have a remedy for that” stated the dark-haired boy, filling up your glass by sharing half of the content of his own -much larger- ale mug.

“Not much longer now, I’m eager to see the fireworks, Haruta said this year Curiel and Blamenco have outdone themselves”.

You hummed while sipping whatever Ace poured you, frowning in disgust. He really could drink whatever.

“I wonder why they never let you help with those” you told him feigning ignorance about that one time he almost set on fire the ship mainsail along every decoration he was trying to put up on the mast, which earned you a grin from your handsome boyfriend.

“Alright guys, here we are: TEN!!” You heard someone behind you scream.

Everyone on the ship started counting backwards, you and Ace linked hands as you joined the countdown as well and after it got down to “ONE” if felt like the whole ship would explode with the loudest roar of a “HAPPY NEW YEAR!” imaginable.

You shared a sweet kiss with Ace, breathing “Happy New Year” on each other lips but after a few seconds you had to part because you couldn’t refrain from cackling when Thatch started very drunkenly singing ‘Auld Lang Syne’.

You leaned on Ace while he kissed the top of your head and as many others started singing along you decided it was now or never.

“Ace” you called him, your voice shaking already, your stomach fluttering with butterflies of sheer anxiety as you put a square packet in his hand “this is for you”.

He seemed confused for a second and when he looked back at you you wished you had thought this through, maybe you should have waited to be alone behind a door at least. But you had been ruminating on this for days and you couldn’t hold it in anymore. Also, not that you were drunk but the alcohol wasn’t helping.

“I know today is your birthday and I know you don’t talk about it but it felt so wrong pretending not to know and… yeah I thought you could like this. I hope you will” you feared he would get angry or upset but it was too late to go back anyway “I just... I really like you Ace, and I do care about you, I’m so happy we met and so lucky to have you in my life, I wanted you to know that” your voice unsteady and barely more than a mutter.

He just stood there listening to you ramble without uttering a word, but he did not look angry, more like sad you noticed and in the end you thought he must have taken pity on you and your anxious behavior because after staring at you in silence for another bit he ripped the paper open. He spent a while observing the framed picture in his hands, where a woman with light long hair was smiling back at him. He raised his gaze back at you and you could see the look of surprise together with the unspoken question in his eyes.

“Yeah, that’s your mom” you whispered smiling. His eyes widened and his expression morphed from confused and inquisitive to one of awe and amazement. He looked back down at the picture, carefully studying it this time, trying to take in everything he was seeing.

“When you told me about her you said you had never seen her and… well… That’s heartbreaking and I thought I could try and find something and… I was lucky. I was cautious, nobody will suspect anything or make any connection, so don’t worry about that” you mumbled while he kept his eyes on the woman.

You looked down too, the first time you had seen that picture you immediately knew that you had found what you were looking for, she looked so much like Ace, even his freckles that you loved so much had been clearly passed on by her, she was a beautiful woman, as beautiful as he was. His eyes and hair color were the only notable difference but even so it was impossible not to notice how alike they looked.

You wanted to say as much but you knew a million things were probably going through his head right now and you were just glad that he accepted you to be at his side at that moment.

You bit you lip and forced yourself to shut up and let him take his time, you saw his eyes get glossy and a tear running down his cheek and that made you feel somehow like you were intruding, he was seeing his mom for the first time after all, you were witnessing a very private moment.

A minute or so passed and you were wondering if you should leave him alone for a while when he broke the silence “This is… Thank you” he only managed to say softly before reaching out, laying his head on your shoulder and holding you close.

You felt relief washing over you and sighing you looped you arms around his back, returning the hug, your fingers running through his dark locks.

“I love you” you heard him say, barely more than a breath into your collarbone. Your heart skipped a beat, and you gasped, that was the first time he told you he loved you. Maybe you didn’t screw this up in the end.

“I love you too” you murmured, hugging him tighter and placing a kiss on his hair while the fireworks started over your heads “Happy Birthday my love”.

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sabo-has-my-heart · 11 months

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(hi! same previous anon!) May I request ace taking you to meet his mother for the first time? She’d definitely love you to pieces and prob show you ace’s baby pics (much to his embarrassment) but he’s glad that they��re bonding😊

This one almost got away from me, I had so much fun writing it. since you said 'still alive' I'm keeping it closer to the canon universe but with his mom in it (sort of... ish).

Warnings: fluff, naked baby Ace, GN!Reader

Word Count: 1810

Ace grinned as he sped across the waves, holding you in his arms, safe from the fire that roared at his feet, sending his striker flying over the waters. He was taking you somewhere particularly special tonight. The two of you had been dating for a little while now and the ship was close enough that he could see her again, so he wanted to introduce you to her. You were the light of his life, the person of his dreams, everything he’d ever wanted in a person. She was the other light of his life, the woman who raised him and loved him unconditionally, the one who always comforted him and had even had the heart to take in his brothers. He visited her as often as he could, but the life of a pirate didn’t always make for frequent, planned, or routine visits. Still, this was the woman who fell in love with Roger, the king of the pirates, she understood better than anybody how the pirate life was. Hell, she encouraged it. Urging him to go out to sea when he was still young enough to be uncertain about it, when he was worried about leaving his mother to deal with his little brother, or worse, leaving her alone. When he apologized for not visiting more often, she’d simply smiled and kissed his forehead, telling him she was just happy to know he was alive. After Pops had taken him in, he’d apologized for a lot of things, but she’d just laughed and smiled like she always did. She was always so happy just to see him and hear that he was doing well. You were the same. When he worried that the pirate life would put you in danger, you just laughed it off and said you wouldn’t even be at sea if you were worried about safety. The number of times you’d waved off forgotten dates, missed meetings, or the one time he missed your birthday because he was holed up in the infirmary. The smile on your face, the light in your eyes that day, it was almost as if he was looking at his mother’s spirit in a different body. That same happiness, that same love that made his heart soar, made his heart ache from how hard it pounded for you. All either of you wanted was his happiness. Reaching the island, Ace smiled, holding you tighter as his striker sped up a little, his excitement urging him on. It didn’t take long for Ace to bring you to his mother’s home, a small, quaint little house, the smell of something delicious wafting from inside. The boy didn’t even bother knocking, opening the door, his eyes glowing like a kid on christmas morning as he looked around.

“Mom? I’m here!” he called, turning into a ball of sunshine and energy the moment a blond woman rounded the corner. Ace had her in a bear hug the moment he laid eyes on her, the woman laughing as she wrapped her arms around him.

“Ace, sweetie, it’s so good to see you again!” she said as Ace attempted to hug the life out of her.

“It’s good to see you too, mom! I’m sorry I don’t visit more often.” he said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck, only to perk up suddenly, “Oh! This is the person I wanted you to meet! Y/n, this is my mom!” Ace said excitedly, hurrying over to you and putting his hands on your shoulders as he pushed you towards his mother. You couldn’t help the small laugh that escaped your lips, holding a hand out to the woman.

“Nice to meet you, I'm Y/n.” you said with a sunny smile. Ace’s mom smiled and laughed slightly.

“No need to be so formal, dear.” she said with a smile, pulling you into a hug. You couldn’t help the warmth that blossomed in your chest as you wrapped your arms around her. It was clear where Ace had gotten his warmth from. His smile might be thanks to his brothers, but his warmth was very clearly his mother’s. Pulling away, you couldn’t help but smile as Ace started telling his mother what he’d been up to and how he’d met you, a fond look in her eyes as she remembered her own love and her own young romance.

“So they’ve been told about all your embarrassing moments on board Whitebeard’s ship, but have they been told about the soft side of that angry little boy?” his mother asked, poking his bare stomach, making him squirm away from her, his smile dropping as he looked at his mother warily.

“I don’t know what you mean, they’ve already seen my softer side, I’m soft with them all the time. Just ask Marco or Thatch, they keep telling me that I’m giving them cavities.” Ace said, giving his mother a confused and slightly concerned glance. His mother gave a mischievous smile as she took your hand and pulled you into the living room.

“Oh but they haven’t seen this side of you!” the woman said happily as she pulled some books out from a cupboard, Ace going a little pale, his excited, happy demeanor turning to one of embarrassment.

“I-I’m sure that’s not necessary. I mean, it’s just me when I was young, so what.” Ace said, hoping to come off as nonchalant. He couldn’t make a big deal out of it, you’d get curious, but he really didn’t want you to do exactly what you were doing now as you grinned and sat next to his mother, the both of you pouring over the old baby pictures.

“Oh, this is us in our old home on Dawn Island. I moved there for a while after Ace was born for safety. After Luffy left, though, I wanted to return here. Oh, oh! This is Ace on his first birthday! Look at his cute face! Oh, and here’s after I tried giving him a tiny piece of cake! He made such a mess!” she gushed, pointing to the various photos, her mind replaying each memory.

“You were such a cutie.” you said, giving Ace a teasing wink, the boy blushing as he stuffed his hands in his pockets and scoffed like he was upset.

“Y-you didn’t have to pull out the baby pictures.” he ‘grumbled’ as he headed for the kitchen to see what his mother had made. Whatever it was, it smelled delicious and it gave him an excuse to get out of the embarrassing moment, though he was quickly spinning around, eyes wide at the next words out of his mother’s mouth.

“This was one time when I tried to give him a bath, he hated being in the water when he was little, look at that little pout!” she said, fawning over the tiny black haired boy in the pictures.

“Mom! Are… are you showing them pictures of me in the bath?!” Ace cried out, his cheeks turning cherry red.

“Look at what a cute little butt he had.” you said, staring into his eyes with every word, the smile on your face just as mischievous as his mother’s. Ace groaned as he ‘fled’ to the kitchen, grabbing the food his mother had made. Despite his protests, hearing the two of you continue to go over old pictures made him feel like he was on cloud 9, like everything in life was perfect. You were getting along, even if she was showing you embarrassing old photos, his mother clearly loved you already. Then again, with how much he’d told her about you, it was like she’d known you for months already, talking with you like she would with an old friend. It was a while later that you both entered the kitchen, his mother laughing when she saw that he’d already eaten most of the dinner she’d been cooking.

"As hungry as ever, my little pirate prince.” she said affectionately, kissing the top of his head, making him blush and duck his head in embarrassment.

“Oh come on! You already showed her baby pictures, do you really have to start in on the ‘pirate prince’ thing?” he ‘whined’ as you chuckled.

“No need to start on it, I already saw ‘pirate prince Ace’s first treasure’.” you said with a grin, referencing one of the pictures his mother had shown you. Ace’s head hit the table as he groaned. He remembered the picture, he was 3 and he’d found a way into his mother’s garden. His clothes had gotten snagged on the fence as he’d wiggled in, leaving a 3 year old Ace naked among the hibiscus flowers. He’d pulled up most of the flowers by the time his mother found him. In the picture he sat on the ground, staring up behind him at his mother who’d just put a flower crown on him. In his lap was a small lunch box filled with squished and crumpled hibiscus flowers, his ‘treasure’. He remembered the garden quite well. They were yellow, orange, and red hibiscus’s and in the morning light with the dew still fresh, they glittered like real treasure. As much as his mother loved the garden, she hadn’t been mad at him, she couldn’t be, not when he looked so cute, trying to run away with his lunch box full of flowers, still naked and screaming that it was his treasure and she couldn’t have any. The two of you laughed as you sat down and started eating what remained of dinner. Thankfully, his mother had spent years cooking for 3 very hungry little boys so she’d made plenty as the two of you continued to bond over the dark haired boy as he tried to sink further into the table as if, by some miracle, it would swallow him whole and let him leave the embarrassing moment. Not that he actually wanted to, it was nice hearing you two get along, it made him feel warm, warmer than even his devil fruit normally made him.

By the end of the night, his mother was wrapping you up in another hug.

“You need to come by again as soon as you get the chance! I’d love to see you and Ace again.” she said sweetly, a loving look in her eyes as she looked at her son.

“Of course! I promise, we’ll come visit whenever we’re in the area.” you said with a similar smile, the two of you giving each other one last hug before waving goodbye, heading back towards Whitebeard’s ship. Once more in his arms as he sped across the waves, you couldn’t help but smile as you snuggled into his hold, he felt as warm to you as always. Likewise, you felt warm to him as well, as warm as his mother.

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nejibaby · 2 years

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A Cruel Man

Pairing: Portgas D. Ace x Reader

"Every single day of his existence after having been with you, every single breath he takes, every single beat of his heart, he dedicates to you. Just not today.”

Word count: 0.7k

Portgas D. Ace is a good man. Or at least that’s what he believes. And sure, he’s gotten into fights more than what his fingers and toes can count, and it may be a fact that he still doesn’t pay for the food he eats, and yeah, there was a point in his life where he believes sometimes he needs to knock some sense into people, and, well, he’s literally a pirate — a criminal with a huge bounty for his head — but he knows there’s more to him than all those.

He knows he has a good heart. He has fought for and along with people who were powerless. He has saved and freed slaves and prisoners before. He has stood up for those who he happened to witness being unjustly treated.

He has made friends with his enemies who had changes of hearts. And he has made a family out of strangers.

And even though there are still lingering thoughts in his mind about if he’s worthy to have been born, he still pushes through with life. Day by day, one step at a time, one good deed after another, that’s how he lives. That’s what you told him to do, and thank god he has you, because otherwise, he wouldn’t have ever felt his heart lighten.

Lighten, in a sense that you’ve casted away the darkness, and lighten, as in reducing the burden his heart bears.

So that’s why every single day of his existence after having been with you, every single breath he takes, every single beat of his heart, he dedicates to you.

Just not today. Especially not today.

Not even in the past few days.

At least not since Impel Down anyway.

Because now, standing in front of the Marine headquarters, tied with seastone chains, he feels he’s stripped off of all the good deeds he has done.

He feels bare, but… not quite, because apparently at this moment, his crimes are the only things left that should define him.

The World Government has painted him a bad person. And he’s so close to believing them.

But his mind wanders back to you. He visualizes the frown that would be etched on your face if you knew that he’s doubting himself again. He imagines the way you would scold him for being too hard on himself. The pictures of you that his mind comes up with calms the raging storm within him. Just like how it’s always been.

Oh god, he aches to see you once again. He aches to be with you. One more time, maybe? Just one last time.

So when he realizes that the Whitebeard Pirates came to save him, he wonders if you came along too. Pops wouldn’t have let you, that’s for sure. Pops knows just how much you love each other, and if he had driven you to war and became a casualty, he knows Ace would never forgive him.

Although knowing you, you’d probably find a way to come here. And while he longs to see you again, he doesn’t want that to happen under these circumstances.

He wants you safe. He wants you alive.

Even when he probably wouldn’t be.

And in a series of blurred events, he finds himself on the verge of death in the arms of his brother.

And he realizes that maybe he really was a cruel man all along. Because the last thought that had come up to him was the words he said during his last moments with you.

“Ace, you don’t have to do this. Thatch wouldn’t have wanted you to do this,” you told him.

“That’s too bad the dead can’t speak, huh?” He sharply replied.

But when he saw you flinch from his words, he apologized instantly, not being able to stand the sight of you hurt.

“I just want you safe, Ace. I, no, we have a bad feeling about this.”

“I’ll be fine.”

“What if you get hurt?” There were tears in your eyes. “Worse, what if you die?”

Ace had never done well with comforting someone, so he tried to make the situation lighter by saying, “Don’t worry. No grave can hold my body down. I’ll crawl home back to you if I must.”

Unbeknownst to him, these were the last words he’d ever say to you.

a/n: i’m sorry

song reference/inspiration: work song by hozier

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itsmekalou · 2 years

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"How would you describe Portgas D. Ace?"

Portgas D. Ace was like the warm morning breeze, that gives you this serenity and a tinge of excitement to start the day. He was like a perfect cup of coffee, that gives you the taste of satisfaction but still leaves you wanting for more. Portgas D. Ace was like binge watching your favorite show that you've repeated a million times, closely observing the tiniest details you might have missed, and loving the story more after finding the most subtle details that adds more color to the story. He's the embodiment of excitement, fun, and adventure. With Ace, you never know what happens next but somehow you feel secure around him. You'd say Ace felt like home, his smile and his whole bright demeanor welcoming.

He's the comfort that grounds you whenever you feel small, or when you feel like the world is closing in on you. Even if you feel like being alone, he'll still find his way to you. He'd find ways to break down those walls.

He draws people to himself, he brings out the best in others and he's always making sure to be there for others. He's always there to support you.

That's just who Ace is.

note: this went longer than what I had in mind, i kept hearing andrew garfield's description about emma when he said she was like a shot of espresso and i couldn't stop thinking of a version where you describe ace like that. i love this guy too much to let this thought die out💀 n e ways, this is purely an appreciation post about ace!! Fire Fist deserves all the love he gets. I miss him.

#Portgas D. Ace #One Piece #portgas d. ace and you #portgas d. ace x reader #fire first ace #hiken no ace

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portgasdnec · 4 years

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🌺Portgas D. Ace and Elizabeth Rackham enjoy some time together 🌺

I’ve been reading a lot of headcanons and scenarios lately and I’m having so many ideas! I found so many amazing writers here and it’s always great to read anything they write!!

A shout-out to these incredible and talent writers here:

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Go check on them and give some love to them and their great content! ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

#one piece #fanart #portgas d. ace #portgas d ace #portgas d. ace x reader #portgas d. ace x oc #oc x canon #one piece imagines #my art #original character #one piece oc #amazing writers #au #hiken no ace

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cebwrites · 2 years

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Haunted House Reactions (Yamato, Ace, Sabo)

gn reader word count: 0.8k

Yamato

He wants nothing but to impress you as your Certified™ Big Strong Boyfriend - but at the same time Yams is also a little bit of a chicken

Yamato’s stoked to be here and fascinated by all the decorations and attractions because he’s never had the freedom to really explore what common interests would be, so it makes him come off as a little naïve

He’s an overgrown, excited puppy that gets spooked and jumps almost as high as the ceiling, but he plays it off quite well (or at least he thinks he does, be nice to the poor baby)

Yams isn’t really the ‘cool, suave’ type anyway, so you find that endearing about him; it’s cute when he claims he’ll protect you from any monster that blocks your way but screams when something brushes against his arm

Another target that the interactive staff likes to antagonize, but with you there at the very least there’s someone to keep him level

If you ever got separated, you’d likely hear his sad little whimpers before anything else, you could just imagine his poor little ears pressed flat against his head already

If you show even a drop of distress or get spooked by something while separated, though, Yams is at your side in an instant - he’ll sniff you out like the big bad wolf in shining armor and cradle you near

He’ll treat you to snacks and a walk down the pier after, too

Ace

He’s smug and casual almost the whole way through, an arm around your shoulder while he points out how ‘cute’ the whole setup is, poking and prodding at decorations, putting on masks laying around to pretend scare you - even if you were nervous at first, Ace helps you relax with his antics

Ace is the ideal ‘calm, cool’ boyfriend on paper, if you ignore his regular traits and only focus on him here, he’ll crack jokes to ease your nervousness and halfway through you even find yourself laughing, entirely forgetting what you were so scared of in the first place

His hubris will be his downfall, though

Three quarters of the way through, when you’re comfortable enough to split away from Ace to explore the house a little more on your own, you hear a blood-curdling shriek and, peering into the hallway, you see your “lax, chill” boyfriend sprint pass you to immediately fumble with the lock on a door while someone in a monster costume lagged behind him

Ace was too panicked to open it properly and, having made eye contact with the “ghoul” beside you, helped him with the lock; monster guy gestured to the way out to you both once it was open and Ace looked like all his flabbers had been ghasted before he started running again, this time with you in tow

You wouldn’t let him live it down for at least a week afterwards, at which Ace could only pout, huff, attempt to tease you in return for something else, and then have it dissolve into a kissy battle as usual while the both of you attempted to tickle each other

Sabo

Sabo isn’t afraid of haunted houses, haunted houses are afraid of him - or at least, the staff is

Bobo’s the insufferable kind of person that comes to haunted houses to cause problems on purpose; it’s almost entirely down to the fact that he never intends to go but always gets dragged along anyway by Ace, Luffy, or Koala, so he decides to have fun on his own terms

By being an absolute menace

He never jumps at any of the scares, if an actor runs up to him in an attempted spook he’ll just politely shake their hand and be on his way

Going to a haunted house with Sabo almost makes everything less scary by proxy because of how he reacts to things, which is fine, but makes the experience kind of less fun, too? I mean what’s the point of going if you’re not gonna be scared, Ace would say, immediately getting into a slappy fight with Bobo after

Sabo holds your hand throughout the tour and keeps everyone else in line so they don’t go over whatever “schedule” he’s made up in his brain for how long it should take to make it out of here

Maybe on occasion he’ll be up for exploring things in further detail, but that also definitely means he’s fucking with the staff too, and those poor teenagers aren’t getting paid 10$ an hour to deal with your boyfriend’s petty nonsense

Bonus: If the three of them had to go into a haunted house together, Yamato and Ace would cling against Sabo for dear life and Bobo would be this 🤏 close to committing murder for it.

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sashi-ya · 3 years

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um, can you please write #17 for shanks and ace? thank u very much!! ur writings are best, by the way <3

Anonymous asked: 17 with Ace & Sabo?

Hi! I included this two because they were pretty similar 💖. I thought about some HCs for this three cuties! I hope you like them. Thank u for your kind words anon! Enjoy 💖 ~

NSFW ~ Rough Sex HCs for Shanks, Portgas D. Ace & Sabo

Kinks:

🌶 #17: Rough sex

TW: NSFW. Explicit. Choking. Masturbating. Squirt. Dirty words. Hair pulling. I tried to maintain this HCs with a GN! reader, except Sabo's part. For some reason I associate Sabo being married to Koala when thinking about him, so I always end up writing smut with a F! Reader. 😅.

Shanks

👒 Oh boy this red haired daddy… he enjoys slow sex, yes, but when things get hot you usually end with your eyes thrown back and gasping for air. He won’t let you take a break, and you are actually amazed by how quickly he recovers after orgasms.

👒 Have you heard about Shank’s being one of the pirates with the strongest haki? well he doesn’t really need to give you deep thrusts to make sex rough. Somehow the power he naturally emanates makes your body squirm every time your skins touch. And don’t get me started when he is inside of you…

👒 Shanks enjoys mouth fucking you, “open big”, he says, and you are already preparing your mandible to get tired. He loves the choking sensation your throat produces around his dick, and how tears run from the corners of your eyes through your cheeks.

👒 Biting for him is a must, your inner thighs are often marked with red to little purple bruises. Those bruises accompany the ones his hip bones inflict over your pelvis when he is over you.

Sabo

🎩 Sabo may look like a cutie pie, and indeed he is, but don’t be fooled. Sex with him is rough, always and every time. You are often a little sore after intense sessions of hot steamy brutal intercourse.

🎩 Favourite things he does: Him sitting crossing legs, you sited over him with your back leaning over his chest. He fingers you from behind fast, precisely, using his middle and ring finger, pumping fast. While he does so, he often licks and bites the shell of your ear, until you cum. He is a sucker for making you squirt, so he masturbates you with dedication.

🎩 Whatever position where he can fuck you hard and deep is ok with him. He usually changes positions during the act, so he could fuck you from every single angle.

Portgas D. Ace

🔥 Hair pulling. Every time. There were times where you told him to stop because your scalp did hurt (Yet, you love it).

🔥 Ace shows dominance over you, a manly control of your body you let him exercise over you. A perverse side grin on his face he usually doesn’t have, turns you on like fire.

🔥 Favourite position during rough sex for Ace: You standing up, pinned against a wall, squeezing your cheek against it. Ace biting your back and shoulders while he pumps into you, violently.

🔥 Choking you from behind, also a plus during deep thrusts. His big and warm hands tighten around your neck, squeezing your carotids until it makes you feel a little dizzy.

🔥 He whispers things as “my little slut”, “gonna rip you off”, “take it all, and take it deep” into your ears.

🔥 Rough sex is your type of “make up sex” after a couple’s spat. Usually after you suggest he doesn’t fuck you like before. -Truth is he does, but you just love to tease him into fucking you real rough -

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