#♠ ◜desires / shipping.◞

[villainesstm]

ooc tags pt. 2 !

♠ ◜inbox.◞ ♠ ◜behavior.◞ ♠ ◜headcanon.◞ ♠ ◜in character.◞ ♠ ◜mirror / faceclaim.◞ ♠ ◜isms.◞ ♠ ◜interests.◞ ♠ ◜playlist.◞ ♠ ◜aesthetics.◞ ♠ ◜desires / shipping.◞ ♠ ◜attire.◞ ♠ ◜abilities / skills.◞

[bokunomadness]

tags. dni.

[fyeahiwatarikei]

Shipping Hiwatari Kei - A non-exhaustive menu

Feat. Fugitivehues' beautiful art ♥ ♦ ♠ ♣

Obsession

“This is why I have always hated you.”

Love art deeply and I'll love you more, because you're the most talented being in this world and do I love beautiful things. Of course, you create for a reason, so having someone inconditionally support you through the agonising ordeal of manifesting ideas can be a relief. You can doubt, you can give up, you can cry your eyes out because this is it, you cannot go on anymore, but I will hold you until it stops and give you the means to overcome all obstacles. Your art is worth it. You are worth it.

Bitterly, you can feel the other side of that coin: that support can be... is suffocating. You do need a break from time to time. You do need someone getting mad at you for acting so whimsical. But I won't, which is almost terrifying.

No one will stop you if you ever go too far.

Worse, I'll shield you, destroy myself if I must. Then what? What can you do?

What else could you do? It was entirely your fault, you thought.

But I won't ever hate you.

Exception

“She felt no love, equally, for any work of art. [...] Therefore, I had been able to love her.”

Not only is that Hikari unlike any other, but part of her particularity is that she is unable to destroy him, so he doesn't have to watch himself around her. Thus, he is able to love her at all and indulge in the wonderful pain of never being appreciated back! Flawless. Dreamy. That angst is delicious, and it's canon! Anyone'd wish to see their fave tortured like this.

Besides, not only is she perfectly safe to have around, but she comes up with the best art collab ideas! No other Hikari has suggested this before and it's messed up: his motivation hasn't been higher in decades. (I refuse to believe he only participated out of sheer love and not because it was crazy and new!) Somewhere in the process, it was even decided that he'd have to pass as human, going as far as getting a job and giving up on the role he's been playing for centuries, for Satoshi's sake. How peculiar! A new challenge for him! Well… another one. These never stop coming, with her.

Of course, we're talking about a tragic non-love story so she dies early and he dooms himself when telling the truth to their son. His survival has always been an afterthought, after all.

Bon appétit.

Devotion

“I cannot afford to lose you.”

Pick two characters and give them similar tastes: nerdy art lovers, rather absent and discreet men who, most importantly, would both die for their respective son. Now, make one eager to help everyone and the other manipulative. You have so many ways to make them meet and interact that there's barely any challenge.

Kosuke is canonically sweet, ready to reach a hand towards Satoshi, refusing to sit back and see the children suffer, how can we imagine he'd skip an opportunity to verify if maybe perhaps eventually Hiwatari Satoshi's father knows something and is eager to… lend a hand? Join the cause?

And is that powerful cop eager. And dangerous. An alliance would come with a beautiful dance of knowing the other knows that he knows yet refusing the drop the D word in conversations (not that one, silly, the one that jumps on rooves at night.) Testing waters, loyalty or skills, may it be during a museum visit, a friendly chat, an apparently innocent discussion about their families. And being pleasantly surprised every time? Until a betrayal or divergence occurs and… they're in too deep to do what they should have long ago: give up on this ridiculous, exhausting relationship.

A capable (?) policeman. An unbiased (?) Niwa. Both patient, mature men with mutual interests and a burning desire to find a solution. What else?

Normalcy

“I simply wanted to act like a ‘father’ would…”

What if your immortal character who's always been surrounded by extraordinary artists, witchcraft and cursed items decided to get an office job, with technology, gossips at the coffee machine, completely clueless people, the complete package in short? More: what if said clueless people were regularly exposed to part of the magic without any idea of how it works nor how to face it? And dealing with it more or less accidentally became their job? (What if the immortal character decided to not help them at all, too, because it's funny?)

Despite the comfort of being surrounded by familiar exceptions, the pressure can become overwhelming: Kei has always had to control himself, plan events in advance, keep an eye on the last Hikari who slowly decides to stop fighting… Can a relationship with a banal man (who potentially wants Satoshi safe, very sexy of him) be a relief? Fresh air in a life so far devoted to ungrateful, self-centered artists?

Saehara knows nothing. Saehara looks up to him (Debatable.) Saehara would jump if Kei told him to (Hugely debatable.) With him, the latter can pretend he is what he was supposed to be before canon changed its mind: a powerful man who just wants Dark captured.

A goal Saehara definitely shares. Alliance, then? With a mutual enemy, surely a dog and a fox can get along.

[enjomo-arch]

(  flame  command  :  nami  )   //    [  ♠ @chatcambrioleur  ]

"truth or dare?"

❝  i  will  regret  this  ain't  i  ?  ❞  ace  let  out  a  hearty  chuckle.  he  sat  back  in  the  seat,  leaning  on  his  arms.  a  tinier  grin  formed  on  his  lips.  making  time  for  games  like  this  wasn't  always  doable.  even  though  they  weren't  as  hectic  as  what  luffy could  come  up  with,  ace  still  enjoyed  a  good  chat  every  once  in  a  while.  especially  if  he  got  to  spend  it  with  the  miss  navigator  herself.  they  were  relaxing  on  the  plush  carpeting  in  her  cabin,  which  adorned  the  ship's  wooden  flooring.  then,  with  that  defiant  grin  of  his,  he  tilted  his  head  and  hummed  softly,  wondering.  ❝  gimme  truth  babe,  ask  whatever  your  heart  desires.  ❞

[abyssial-butterfly]

☽ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ 𝒜𝒷ℴ𝓊𝓉 𝓂𝓎 ℬ𝓁ℴℊ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ☾

𝑵𝒂𝒎𝒆: Ayumu (Titania) 𝑪𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔: Caster (Demi-Servant) 𝑯𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕/𝑾𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕: 156 cm / 20 kg (Human), 15 cm / 0 Kg (Fae) 𝑶𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒏: Germanic folklore, medieval European literature 𝑹𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒐𝒏: Faerie Britain 𝑨𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕: Chaotic-Good 𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓: Female 𝑶𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒔: ♠ Ayumu is half Japanese, half German. ♠ She loves strawberrys ♠ There is a version of her caused by the Abyss. Then her orientation is chaotic-evil ♠ Her hair as a human is much shorter and blonde ♠ Her Noble Phantasm is called "Tune of Blue" ♠ After merging with Titania, she is no longer able to lie Ƹஜ☼۞ Other Information ۞☼ஜƷ 𝑮𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏: Ayumu | Female Lv. 34 | Fav Oberon Mash Kyrielight, Tamamo Cat, [Friend], Barghest, Gilgamesh (Child), Oberon 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈: ♠ Drawings for my Fate Grand Order OC ♠ Drawings for my friends' Fate GO-OCs ♠ Drawings for my shipping with Oberon Vortigern ♠ RPGs, if desired ♠ Screenshots from the game ♠ Theories, reviews and about Shippings from FGO 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈: ♠ Devaluing my OC or my friends' OC's. Don´t like, don´t watch ♠ Devaluing me personally, my pictures or other posts of mine for no apparent reason ♠ To sexually harass me, also through my character. ♠ To ask me for Hentai-RPG. I only write S*x-RPGs with people I've known for a long time ♠ Spoiling me when I specifically don't want it.

[fantrollology-bios]

Sick menorah, candelabra

Last Updated 4/6/2023

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— intro —

Your name is DR. ALCESS ALASKA. Most of your colleagues just call you Alaska, though. You’re not too stubborn about the title, though Dr. Alaska does have a NICE RING TO IT. You are a renowned PHYSIOPSIONOLOGIST for the ALTERNIAN FLEET. This field refers to the study and treatment of the medical side of psionics. You mostly find yourself working with HELMSMEN, but other psychic fleet members, and occasionally high ranking officials, find their way onto your examination table. Your field generally focuses on the MAINTENANCE of such abilities, fending off voidrot and yada yada, but what’s gotten you attention is your ability to ENHANCE them. Your work has proven to increase both the sensitivity and strength of qualifying abilities TENFOLD, with negligible drawbacks. You are a traveling physician, since many desire your skills. The frequent transit built into you a appreciation for SIGHTSEEING, which blossomed into an interest in PHOTOGRAPHY. You like to think your medical background gives your photography a UNIQUE ANGLE, and you enjoy integrating X-RAY technology into your craft as well.

— basics —

Name: Dr. Alcess Alaska Pronouns: he/him

Orientation: Bisexual

Age: Couple hundred sweeps

Height: 6'9"”

Location: Various fleet-provided housing

Occupation: Physiopsionologist

 — alternia —

Caste: Teal #4B9D9D

Lusus: Moose-like creature, no longer his lusus.

Weapon of Choice: Small bladed weapons

Abilities: None

— personality —

Sign: Undecided

Likes: Speaking with patients, performing surgery, maintaining helmsmen, photography, small group gatherings, sightseeing, writing technical papers, diagrams

Dislikes: ????

— plot —

Current Status: Traveling between ships to perform checkups on helmsmen

Goals: To enhance his technology further

Open Hooks:

    ●   Would love to have other medical associates & colleagues!

    ●   An assistant could be cool!

    ●   If you have a helmsmen or other psychic Fleet member he could be their regular doctor :)

Past plotlines:     ●   ??????? - No content yet

— relationships —

Romantic:

    ��   Matesprit Name - #None - [N/A]

    ♦   Moirail Name - #None - [N/A]

    ♠   Kismesis Name - #None - [N/A]

Platonic:

    ●   ??????? - #TBA

Associations:

    ●   The Imperial Psionic Corps - Does contract work regularly for them. Advising enhancements, performing evaluations, sometimes doing more fine procedures.

— links —

Playlist ● Character Tag ● Art

Interest Tag ● Asks

[pappydaddy]

red (taylor's version) collection

these will not be posted in this order

just like my other taylor collections, some stories are connected, continuations, some being the same story told from different perspectives.

this has a lot of continuations

these fics also will vary in size

there are not a lot of lgbtq+ pairings - blondie made red for the gays but it was very straight

red is an outer banks album, i do not make the rules.

*i will be working on these while still working on requests!

posted: jan 21, 2022

last updated: n/a

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nsfw = ♠ (implied)

fluff = ♡

sad = ☾

angst = ☁️

sad ending = ✖

happy ending (only shows on fics that the happy ending is weird in) = ★

trigger warning/spoiler warning ⚠

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red (tv)

state of grace | jj maybank x fem!reader

the careful and shielded girl, scorned in the past meets the reckless and overexposed boy who has anything but a saintly reputation.

red | steve harrington x fem!reader

y/n reflects on her first love after their break-up as she tries to forget him. stirring up all the old emotions, y/n realizes how easy loving him was despite thinking it was so hard.

treacherous | jj maybank x fem!reader

y/n could tell the path she was going down was treacherous, but she was already sliding down the slippery slope of loving jj maybank.

i knew you were trouble | billy hargrove x fem!reader

she had told herself billy hargrove was trouble, her mother told her billy hargrove was trouble, her friends told her billy hargrove was trouble, even her younger brother told her he was trouble. but somehow, despite this, billy managed to get her alone - leaving her crumpled on the cold, unforgiving floor.

all too well (includes the ten-minute version) | rafe cameron x fem!reader

after a whirlwind relationship of love and firsts, y/n is left with vivid memories that she remembers all too well and questions of what went wrong.

22 | peter parker x fem!reader

celebrating her twenty-second birthday in new york city, y/n meets a cute stranger and cannot help but spend the whole night with him.

i almost do | peter parker x fem!reader

following the downfall of their relationship, y/n finds herself questioning what peter is thinking. if he knew that she was so close to running back to him.

we are never ever getting back together | rafe cameron x fem!reader

part of all too well series

finally gaining some of her power back in the break-up, y/n makes things perfectly clear to rafe. they are never, ever getting back together.

stay stay stay | fred weasley x fem!reader

fred's tendency to not take things seriously bugs and irritates y/n to the point of anger, but after every fight, she always remembers what makes fred weasley so great.

the last time (feat. gary lightbody) | jj maybank x fem!reader

jj always seems to disappear, leaving y/n heartbroken and confused only to turn up at her doorstep over and over again - claiming it would be the last time. y/n vows always that this is the last time she allows him back in every single time.

holy ground | peter parker x fem!reader

continuation of 22

after a brief fling with the boy she met on her twenty-second birthday, y/n finds herself missing him as she reminisces.

sad beautiful tragic | jj maybank x fem!cameron!reader

despite her brother's hatred for the pogues, y/n found herself falling in love with jj maybank. that was until her father and brother decided to ship her off away from him - leaving nothing but her memories of the sad and tragic, but equally as beautiful romance.

the lucky one | stiles stilinski x fem!reader

having all the fame she desired, y/n finds herself fearful, anxious, and remorseful. she's terrified of falling from her pedestal, anxious with all the eyes on her, but largely, she's remorseful that she gave up the life she really wanted.

everything has changed | fred weasley x fem!reader

the story of fred and y/n from the moment everything changed when they were eleven.

starlight | jj maybank x fem!reader

continuation of state of grace

jj has a way to bring y/n out of her shell and remind her to live in the moment as opposed to living in her head. y/n is convinced she was going to marry jj one day, his image glowing in the light of the stars in her mind.

begin again | pope heyward x fem!reader/rafe cameron x reader (formally)

part of the all too well series

moving on from rafe, y/n goes out on a date with the cute boy who delivers the groceries and she can feel the sensation of love begin again.

the moment i knew | stiles stilinksi x fem!reader

prequel to babe

after stiles misses y/n's birthday for malia, y/n starts to see why the newest member of the pack is so close to her boyfriend - he's her anchor.

come back.... be here | fred weasley x fem!reader

y/n and fred never had an official relationship. they never had placed the 'l'-word in the confines of their relationship. it wasn't until after fred and george left hogwarts that it hits her causing her to write the letter that could change everything.

girl at home | fred weasley x fem!reader x oc | fred's pov

continuation to come back.... be here

part two - y/n's pov

fred weasley finds it hard adjusting to life outside of hogwarts - especially since he no longer has y/n in his life everyday. lost, he tries to pull some moves on another family friend who was helping him adjust to his now life. with some guidance and realizations, fred writes a letter.

ronan i will not be writing for this as it ruins me emotionally and due to the meaning behind the song (out of respect)

better man | rafe cameron x fem!reader

part of the all too well series - prequel to never ever getting back together

after their breakup, y/n wishes rafe was a better man - maybe then they would still be in love.

nothing new (feat. phoebe bridges) | pope heyward x fem!reader

shifting from being a teenager to being an adult leaves people lost and confused. y/n starts to worry about her high school romance when she hits twenty-two - feeling insecure and worried he'll leave her for something new.

babe | stiles stilinski x fem!reader

stiles and malia are getting a bit too close for y/n's comfort. bringing this up to stiles results in an explosion that the couple might not get through.

message in a bottle | jj maybank x fem!reader

continuation of sad beautiful tragic

in an act of desperation to know if jj misses her like she misses him, y/n sends a letter and hopes it will reach him.

i bet you think about me | rafe cameron x fem!reader

news of rafe cameron's recent engagement stirs up hostile emotions in y/n.

forever winter | jj maybank x fem!reader

y/n tries to stop jj maybank from slipping through her fingers, fighting for him like he fights for everyone else.

run | jj maybank x fem!reader

continuation of sad beautiful tragic + message in a bottle

jj and y/n contemplate running away from all the people trying to keep them apart, just wanting to live happily with him without people trying to tear them down.

the very first time | billy hargrove x fem!reader

y/n looks back upon her relationship with billy. itching to reconnect with the love that fizzled out, she wishes she could go back in time.

[iloveportgasdace]

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”. 

[swampgh0stt]

Ace/Luffy/Deuce smut that no one asked for. Written by @ohshanksno & myself! Also edited by me, cause this was just IM talk but I needed more. 

Followed my Ace Lived AU that I have going with @stardustrobin & her fem!Luffy! 

♠  I’m definitely not going to finish this. Sorry to cut off right in the middle of all the goods. But I’ve lost motivation for this & I don’t see it coming back anytime soon either.

The Thousand Sunny was not nearly as terrifying as the rumors of the Straw Hats. Deuce remembered staring upon it with slight fascination, that such a bright and beautiful ship carried an excitable crew with an overwhelmingly terrifying reputation. He could not linger too long, with both Ace and Luffy tugging him forward and pulling him on board. A grassy deck with actual trees-- He wanted to investigate more, but they were pulling him below and into the privacy of the men’s dorm (was there really any privacy here?). Quickly, the door was shut behind him, and their eyes are on him like a predator sizing up prey. 

He felt so small, for once. He was, admittedly, the tallest of the trio, but both Ace and Luffy had a way of making him feel crushed under their hungry gazes. His blue eyes shifted from the red set and over to a softer brown pair before falling back on the red again. 

He had been with Ace before, yes, but never with Luffy-- to whom his precious-captain had nothing but praise and admiration for. Very early on, the writer learned of his previous-captain’s romantic affiliation with the Straw Hat captain, his undying loyalty that very nearly got him killed back at Navy Headquarters... Finding himself locked in a room with the object of Ace’s love and desires (a sun all in and of herself, really) was intimidating enough. 

He fell quiet, at a loss for words as he shuffled uncomfortably in the silence. 

Always coming to the rescue when they needed it most, Ace made the first move and led Deuce over to one of the beds, sitting him down on the edge. “Relax,” he assures, as if that was the easiest thing in the world. The writer had been so certain that, upon their reunion, he would find himself left behind in the terrors of life. He had already lost so much after Whitebeard’s death and he was prepared to lose his lover (after a few drunken nights of madness inflicted upon him by a squall of pesky emotions) to the one he felt Ace truly loved. 

Tentatively, he wanted to believe this was not the case anymore. A small shred of hope budded in his chest, even if he doubted that Ace or Luffy would be willing to share their love. 

Without further question, Straw Hat had climbed on the bed behind the writer and wrapped her arms around him. She rested her chin on his shoulders, a beaming grin plastered across her face. So, it was silently decided that Deuce had found his place in the middle of two very voracious individuals. Much to his own surprise, they were slow at first-- which was mainly a surprise for Luffy. From everything he heard of her, she was greedy and impatient, taking what she wanted when she wanted it. 

The writer was shivering at their feather like touches, their gentle kisses and exploring hands mapping out the expanse of his upper-body beneath the open coat. 

Ace checked in on Deuce, asking if this is okay, if he wants to stop. "No," his eyes close when Luffy kisses at a certain spot between his neck and shoulder, and he shudders, "'M fine. Feels really nice..." And Luffy's hands are everywhere, grabbing Ace and pulling him closer, sandwiching Deuce in between them.  

The writer is getting dizzy with all these sensual touches, all these kisses on his body, and he's watching Ace’s hands-- feeling Luffy work behind him as they both made quick work of his clothes. 

 "Let's switch," Ace says, and he kisses Deuce, lingering. "I'll sit behind you and Luffy will be in front." They move fluidly, and Luffy's eager as she settles in the writer’s lap, kissing at his bare chest while Ace takes over kissing Deuce's back, and making their victim whine. His hands grab at Luffy's hips, squeezing, testing the waters. 

He can hear her sultry tone, reassuring, "It's okay. Do whatever you're comfortable with." 

And he sees Luffy smiling, rolling her hips into his with practiced ease, and it leaves the masked man breathless, the warmth between his thighs just perfect.

Ace watches as Luffy teases his ex-first mate, smiling behind the masked man’s neck. "Feels nice, yeah?" His hands slide down Deuce’s hips, slowly, and he sees him arch forward into her, stifling a moan. "Do you like that?" 

Luffy’s hands cup his face and she's smiling, rocking forward a little faster. "You can touch me, if you'd like." She sees the way his eyes widen, his cheeks flush under her thumbs. His hands, shaky, reach out and pull her in by the hips. There's lips, a tongue, teeth gliding against her skin, and she lets out a moan when his mouth connects with a nipple. "Does that feel nice, Lu?" She only answers by arching up, hands tugging at blue hair. 

Ace is curious, watching the way Deuce is teasing her, nipping at skin, blowing on her nipples when he's done sucking and biting them. How he leaves a wet trail with his tongue as he makes his way up to her neck, sucking a patch of skin between his teeth, hands pinching her thighs. He's purring low at the expressions Luffy's making, red eyes on brown. "Deuce..." he looks down, and Deuce pulls away from her neck with a pop, panting. "Let me show you something..." Freckled hands go past his waist, grabbing Luffy's thighs. "Watch what I do." 

Deuce feels her quivering above him, her hands grabbing at his shoulders. He holds her steady by the hips, watching Ace's hands spread her thighs. His cock throbs at the sight of Ace's fingers slipping between her folds, her slick dripping. "Aww, Luffy...you're already so wet. Did Deuce tease you enough?"

She only whimpers, "His fingers...so good...!" 

 Ace smiles and grabs Deuce's hand, letting it slip right next to his hand. "Now curl your fingers up." Both of their fingers curl at the same time, and Deuce touches something warm and slick. 

 "It's alright. If you feel that this is too much..." Luffy trails off, gasping when fingers begin to slip inside her. "Oh...!" 

Ace is leaning closer, pushing himself against Deuce, and his voice grows deeper, more husky. "Just a little push is all she needs." 

A gentle nudge is all it takes, and Deuce is reeling at the sudden tightness around his fingers, the clenching warmth, and Luffy's moaning, jerking down onto those thick fingers. "It's...really warm...and tight..." he's never done this before, but his cock throbs to feel that tightness around him, squeezing him--

"Luffy," Ace is smiling when she continuously jerks herself on their fingers, whimpering. "Don't come yet, okay? Just a little longer..." Her hair covers her face, and her eyes are closed as she's panting. "Here." Ace moves Deuce's other hand to a small area, and taking his thumb, he feels a small ball underneath. "Rub here. She'll come pretty soon then." 

Deuce rubs at her clit in small, slow circles, and he watches how she jerks harder, legs shaking more. "Are you close?" Deuce asks, leaning forward to kiss at her chest. "I like how you clench around our fingers..." his teeth brush against a nipple, and he looks up just when she glances down with bated breath. "Will you come for me?" And Luffy's eyes squeeze shut as she bows forward, crying out as she comes. More slick drips from her and his thumb continues rolling her clit, smiling. She finishes with a sigh, and slumps forward, shaking. "That was beautiful," Deuce whispers, kissing her shoulders.

He was slowly overcoming his anxiety, letting Ace pull him (and Luffy) further on the bed. Before he could speak again, Ace’s mouth was over his in a feverish and hungry kiss. Both men were feeling pretty desperate by now, especially after Luffy’s soft moans and melodious voice filling their ears. 

She was always a beautiful sight, had a way of making Ace weak and shiver with one look alone. To have such power over him, he would fear anyone else wielding it. He broke away from his kiss with Deuce to give Luffy her own, to praise her for doing so well, and to move her to the side of the writer so he can lay Deuce back. Whatever clothing remained was removed and tossed aside, with little care for where they landed. 

Ace had taken charge, as was expected. Luffy draped herself over him, his hands slicked up and fingers working Deuce open with slow and careful precision. The writer is grasping at the sheets, hands gripping shakily above his head. His whole body is on display, trembling under the ministrations of skilled fingers. His cheeks flushed red under the watchful gaze of brown and red eyes, Ace and Luffy both watching him. Luffy did not linger, as she could never sit in one spat for too long. 

She dropped behind Ace, letting her arms wind around his torso. Her hands explored his chest, kneading at his pecs, peppering freckled shoulders with hungry and lustful kisses and nips. Ace had been doing so much for his partners, focusing solely on them; why shouldn’t she return the favor? Besides, her body was already humming in arousal, wanting more than just their fingers. “Aaaaace,” she whined, pressing herself close so he could feel her naked body against his back.

Deuce rolled his hips when he had enough of the teasing. He tilted his head back with a whine, letting his blue eyes squeeze shut. “Hurry up,” he demanded, though the intensity was lost in the shakiness and breathlessness of his tone. He didn’t think he would last much longer. 

“Alright...” With Luffy tantalizing him from behind and Deuce looking like such a treat spread out before him, how could he refuse? But first-- “Luffy... Why don’t you keep his mouth occupied?” A devilish grin pulled back across freckled cheeks. There was a light of excitement in his eyes that made her tremble and nod. She eagerly crawled out from behind him, straddling Deuce’s chest. With a smile that shone brighter than the sun, Luffy rolled her hips to entice her partner beneath. 

Deuce’s hands grasped her thighs, pulling her closer and burying his face against her more sensitive parts. The Straw Hat captain’s head tilted back with a pleased sigh, her eyes fluttering closed as his tongue teased against her. Deuce moaned, his voice turning to vibrations against her as Ace started pushing in. 

“Easy, Deuce,” the ex-commander panted, feeling the warm body go rigid around him. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt either one of his partners. Their comfort and their bliss are what he strives for, especially now. Slowly, Ace pushed in again until he was buried to the hilt and leaning forward to rest his forehead against Luffy’s back. They were all very desperate and aroused, so lost in the moment and wrapped up in each other. 

Luffy leaned herself back to drop her head against Ace, her breath short and erratic from Deuce’s mouth. Her whines were rolling straight through her lovers, enticing and encouraging. Ace couldn’t hold himself anymore, managing to ask: “C- Can I--?” 

The writer beneath them wouldn’t let him finish before he gasped out, “Yes!” He turned his head away for a moment, catching his breath as Ace rocked his hips against him in a teasing and slow pace to start.