#Fire First Ace

[mochiajclayne]

silently staring at the void blackbeard literally hurt two people close to luffy, starting with ace. using him as a pawn to secure the warlord position just so he can invade impel down and recruit the level six prisoners as his crew. led to the paramount war that marked a significant change in the great pirate era at the cost of ace and whitebeard's life. taunting luffy even in impel down that he was responsible for it. luffy going through the grief of losing a brother and realizing that he's still too weak to protect anyone.

next, blackbeard attacked law for the road poneglyphs. law, the pirate surgeon that physically put luffy's heart together after akainu's fist burned through his chest. the person who isn't part of the strawhats yet luffy called nakama way back in dressrosa. the one who witnessed and heard luffy's heartbreaking scream in amazon lily as soon as he woke up after the war. those two bonded through shared understanding of grief, having to witness their respective moments of weakness and vulnerability. small chances of seeing luffy's reaction in canon but I hope he'll punch blackbeard so hard.

[yayakoishii]

sleep it off | Ace x Reader

Fandom: One Piece

Pairing: Portgas D. Ace x GN! Reader

Word Count: 2.1k

Genre/Tags: Fluff, Light Angst, Slight NSFW at the start and end, Suggestive, Established Relationship, kinda crack/silly

Summary: Ace falls asleep in the middle of your first time having sex together.

A/n: I have had this idea for a while but, there were multiple factors I had to consider before I wrote it. So, fair warning, I have no clue how actual narcolepsy works. It would be best if you read this as a silly fic based on his gag. Secondly, I have never written sex or sex adjacent scenes so, really sorry if this is awkward ;-; Other than that, I hope you enjoy reading this !!

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"You better fuck me hard, commander," you whispered into Ace's ear. His grip under your thighs tightened at the words and he lightly growled, holding you even closer against him. You tightened your arms around his neck when he started walking back to his room with you in his arms. "Fuck, Ace, that's…"

You trailed off, cheeks burning at how hot it was that Ace could pick you up like you weighed nothing. Like yes, you knew he had to be crazy strong considering he's the second division commander, but having him actually pick you up was enough to give you butterflies in the stomach. Even the wolf whistles and jeers behind you only fuelled to make you flush harder, the arousal pooling in your gut.

Ace slammed the door shut with his foot when you finally reached and up close, you could make out his pupils dilated with lust as he gently placed you on the bed. You crawled backwards to give him space and Ace immediately hovered over you on all fours, trapping you underneath him.

"You don't know how long I've waited to have you underneath me like this," he looked equally flushed. In fact, Ace's eyes seemed to have a quality to them that said that he couldn't quite believe he actually had you.

"Mm, I think I have an idea," you teased him, hand reaching up to card through the bottom most hair.

"You will be the death of me," he groaned and sat up, straddling your waist just so that his weight wasn't on you. "Don't you think it's unfair that I'm the only one who's half naked here?"

"You're always half naked, though?" You laughed even as you removed the form fitting top you had worn solely for the purpose of enticing Ace into having sex with you. "Not that I'm complaining. It's just my luck that I get blessed by the sight of your abs every day without having to do anything for it."

"Returning the favour every now and then seems like a fair deal," Ace's eyes were trained on your body intensely. It made you squirm and blush harder but you focused on throwing your shirt over to the chair a distance away. (You missed but that was a problem for later, right?) "God, you are beautiful."

Without waiting for a response (not that you had one other than to feel pleased at his words), Ace dived right at your neck, pressing open, wet kisses at the juncture of your neck and shoulders. Every part of him was so much warmer and hotter than you expected and it felt like his lips were leaving a trail of fire. You keened at the feeling, back arching as he marked the way down to your chest and over the nipples.

"Ace–" you exhaled shakily, fingers automatically tightening in his hair. He went lower and lower, down your stomach and then suddenly, you felt him drop on top of you. His weight trapped your legs, his face poking into your stomach. The sudden sensation startled you and you propped yourself up on your elbows to look at Ace. "Ace?"

To your surprise, he had fallen asleep. Of course, you were aware of Ace's sudden bouts of sleep and found them endearing at times, but right now, you could only stare at his calm, sleeping face for all of two seconds before you burst into giggles.

He really fell asleep in the middle of your first time. You smiled softly at him as you scrambled to pull him up and settled him beside you in his bed. Although someone else might have been upset, you were too in love with this fiery idiot to not find it cute and hilarious. You gently pressed a kiss on top of his forehead and leaned over to turn off the light after you put on your shirt.

Curling up next to Ace's warm body, you fell asleep.

•

When you woke up, the bed was empty. It was just you and the crumpled up sheets that you had thrown off yourself after Ace made you sweat all night with his insanely high body heat. You sleepily sat up and looked around but it looked like Ace had already left.

He was a division commander, so he was busy a lot of the time. You didn't think too much about it and trudged back to your room and freshened up with a nice bath. It was normal to even miss him at breakfasts sometimes so you didn't realise until half the day had passed that Ace was avoiding you.

Unbeknownst to you, Ace had woken up and remembered what happened last night. He was mortified and embarrassed and didn't know how to face you after that. He fell asleep in the middle of sex?!! How could he have fallen asleep in the middle of the one thing he had wanted to do so desperately for months now? And you had even gone all out yesterday, dressing to seduce him (not that you needed it, but it sure had helped speed things up) so for him to fall asleep like that… You must be so upset with him!

Ace just ran out and started on his work, avoiding everyone else as much as he could. The other commanders were giving him suggestive looks or asking him how it was and all Ace could stammer out were nervous lies. There was no way he could let anyone find out what had actually happened. They would never let him live it down.

Of course, he already knew that he couldn't hide it forever. After all, you were definitely upset with him and might even break-up with him and then everyone would know what had happened the night before. And then Ace would have to jump off the Moby Dick in mortification and also as an apology to you.

"You're not being very subtle," Marco's comment made Ace freeze. The two of them were currently going through some data compiled by the recent investigation team. Outside, the sun was starting to dip beneath the horizon. "Did something happen with (y/n)?"

"Uh, no, why would you think that?" Ace didn't think he was this bad at lying. Maybe he was just terrible when it came to things related to you. Even he knew that his nervous smile at Marco wasn't convincing anyone, not even himself.

"Avoiding your lover after you finally have sex with them, for one," Marco said pointedly without looking up, "is a sure sign that something's not right. What is it? Was it bad? Did you have a fight?"

"I kinda wish it was that," Ace admitted, giving up on the papers in front of him and also on trying to hide what happened. Marco could see through him a bit too much.

"That bad?" Marco finally looked up with a raised eyebrow. "I'm curious what could make you say that but, regardless of whether you want to tell me or not, I'd say you better figure it out soon. (Y/n) is looking really upset, you know."

"I…" Ace sighed and buried his face in his hands. You were the best thing to happen to him. He had liked you for so, so long and when you accepted his confession (that had been a complete disaster too, what with a bar set on fire, his bloody knuckles and the bloody tooth you had found in your hair), it had felt a lot like a dream. You liked him back too and said yes even though he fucked up the confession. But now he had gone and fucked up again. You deserved better than all this, right? "I need to fix this. But I don't know if I can, or how to even."

"You could start by apologising for whatever you did wrong," Marco suggested.

"How do you know it was my mistake?" Ace pouted. Marco just smiled in amusement as he looked back to his papers again.

"Doesn't take a genius to figure out it wasn't (y/n)," he answered. "An apology and your honest feelings would help. I don't know anyone who would accept and forgive you as easily and quickly as (y/n) does."

Ace sat there in silence for a few seconds, thinking over the words. You deserved better, yes, but all that meant was that he had to better himself. It's not like he would just give you up. After all that time he had spent on trying to get you to like him back, he sure as hell wasn't giving you up without fighting for it. He would beg on his knees if that's what you needed, but he would get you to stay.

"Um, Marco?" Your voice startled Ace and his head snapped towards the door where you were standing nervously. "Could I borrow Ace for a few minutes?"

"Of course," the first division commander flashed you an easy smile. "Just make sure he comes back. He still has quite a bit to finish."

"I'll do it," Ace grumbled as he got up. You had come to him. You had made the first move. A part of him was sure that you were going to suggest a break-up but he told himself that he was jumping to conclusions. You wouldn't do that… right? "Let's go to my room to talk?"

"I was going to suggest that," you smiled weakly at Ace. The two of you walked in awkward silence; it was so unnatural and Ace hated it. Your relationship stood on the basis of your friendship and the ease with which you treated each other.

Once inside the room, Ace closed the door behind him and gestured for you to sit on his bed. You did so and Ace settled down next to you. Silence rang in the room for a few more seconds.

"Did–"

"Are–"

The two of you abruptly cut-off.

"You go first," Ace said hurriedly. You worried your lower lip between your teeth before you spoke again.

"Did I do something wrong?" Your voice was small. Ace had never heard you speak in such an unsure manner. You were fidgeting, playing with your fingers nervously. "You've been avoiding me all day, Ace…"

"I'm…!" Ace reddened in embarrassment. Rubbing the back of his neck, he turned to face you properly before he spoke. "I'm the one who made a mistake. I have been avoiding you out of embarrassment but, you deserve better than that. You deserve a proper apology for last night–"

"Apology?" You were confused. "For last night?"

"Yeah, I," Ace was confused by your confusion. Weren't you upset with him?

"There's nothing you need to apologise for last night, though?" You tilted your head in question. "An apology for avoiding me today would make sense but… why are you apologising for yesterday?"

"Aren't… you upset?" Ace flushed, looking down at his own lap. "That I fell asleep in the middle of our… y'know."

There was silence for a few seconds before you burst out laughing. Ace looked up in surprise, finding you laughing through watery eyes.

"You thought I was upset about that?" You were giggling and Ace didn't really understand it but it didn't look like you were upset about it. "Here I was, worried that I did something wrong and that you didn't want me anymore and you were avoiding me because you thought I was upset you fell asleep?"

"So, you aren't upset?" Ace asked, bewildered at your reaction. You beamed at him and shook your head then folded up your legs to inch closer to him. You straddled him and sat yourself on his lap and Ace automatically wrapped his arms around you so that you wouldn't fall.

"Why would I be upset, silly?" You smiled at him, eyes soft and full of love. "I admit that it was shocking but it honestly just made me laugh. It was unexpected but it's nothing so bad that you need to hide from me, Portgas D. Ace. I knew what I was signing up for when we started dating. Honestly, I'm just glad you fall asleep in moments like these instead of on the battlefield."

"Hey!" Ace weakly protested but it died down the moment you cupped his cheeks in your palms and kissed the tip of his nose. You were smiling so happily at him and suddenly, all his embarrassment and mortification from before felt silly. "Does this mean I get a second chance to prove myself?"

"I wouldn't be against a redo of last night," you trailed a finger down his chest as you spoke, "but don't you have some work to finish, commander–oof!"

Ace didn't wait to hear you finish speaking before he toppled you onto your back, his frame hovering over yours just like last night. You didn't resist and pulled him in for a kiss. Only after a few minutes of making out did you look up at him slyly, flush and with spit-slicked cherry red lips.

"I guess it can wait for later, hm?"

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[onim5]

A stupid wish.

Why did you leave the window opened? Why?! Huddeling up to a small ball under the blanket you desperately tried to warm yourself. It had been warm during the day, so you had opened it for some nice air. But now you had showered. So laying here cold was on you.

Your mind said loud and clear that you can endure it. Though a small embarrassed part of your mind were thinking of a kind gentleman who were always warm. I wish, he be here next to me. And hug me, snuggle me. And . . . . Okay mind keep dreaming. It would never ever happen. Ace is to perfect to even lift a finger for you. You let out a sigh. It was a stupid wish. One that would never be fufilled.

You glanced at the wall beside your bed. Just on the other side Ace slept. Well he used to sleep there. But now he's the second division commander and sleeps far away. It had been two days since it changed, and you didn't think him sleeping all the way on the forth floor with the other commanders would hurt so much.

The door to your room opened and closed. Heavy steps creaked the floor and soon after a shadow hured over you. I just pretend to be asleep. You thought not wanting to deal with bullshit this late. With a thud the man laid right next to you with an arm over your form. Snores echoed immediately after and you crawled yourself up from over the blanket only to be met with someone's breath in your face.

It took awhile but after a minute or so your eyes had adjusted to the darkness. Your brain had it hard to process, but was that freckles, black soft hair, hard muscles, and Ace?! No wonder it got so nice and warm. I'm dreaming! There's just no way this is true. Why would he even come here? Wait, maybe a super tired Ace would go to his old room and take the wrong one!!!! AHHHH, WHAT DO I DO? WHAT, WHAT, WHAT?!!!! Thank god?

Ace arm stretched out and then took a grip around you. Some seconds later and you were literally one inch from his chest!!! His head leaned down on yours and you could feel the guy drool in your hair.

I pretend to sleep. . . . . . . Thank you. . . .

[umbrellainkart]

I think they’d be too similar to get along

[thisisallthehattersfault]

One Piece Omegaverse with Omega Ace would be so, so good if only for the distress all the Whitebeards would be in when he first starts attacking their captain.

This little (comparatively to all these huge ass pirates) omega who reeks like anger and anxiety and stress and -- worst of all -- like loneliness. It isn't that he's unmated, it's that he's unmarked. He doesn't have a pack-scent. There is a faint whiff of some other smell on him, something like sea salt and sunflowers sunk deep enough into his skin to know that at least he's connected with someone, but the bitter, cloying stench of unbonded, unmarked, unclaimed, lone omega has two thirds of the Whitebeard crew damn near climbing the walls with the urge to get this kid to a safe place and pile him with food and nesting supplies and make soothing noises at him until his scent goes pleased-safe-happy and the tension bleeds from his shoulders.

Instead, Whitebeard accepts the kid's challenge and then FLINGS HIM OFF THE SHIP.

The crew is all like god Pops please at least stop yeeting him into the abyss think of our blood pressure we can't take this and Whitebeard, also an Omega, is like "Skill issue" and backhands Ace overboard again.

By pure coincidence most of the omegas onboard happen to be mostly older and veteran pirates, they're pop's nurses, they can tell this kid is not ready to join the pack and god knows none of them would ever let some overbearing alphas and betas convince them to stay somewhere they didn't want to, so while everybody else is tearing their hair out because POPS PLEASE LOOK AT HIM HE'S JUST A BABY HE'S SO SAD AND LONELY AND SOPPING WET Whitebeard and the other omegas on board are like lol. Lmao, even. Get good or get dunked.

plz picture all of the non-omega crew members going crazy with all kinds of instincts and damn near staging a mutiny because pops keeps hurting the sad damp kitten. Ace, of course, sees all of this happening and just gets even more murderous.

[mamamittens]

Oh, Sweet Child of Mine (Pt. 1)

Reader-insert & Whitebeard Pirates

Master Post for series.

Warning: (Platonic) yandere behavior, physical injury, blood, and kidnapping. If any of these make you uncomfortable (especially yandere content), you should not read this or any following parts.

Please block the tag "oh sweet child of mine" if you are uninterested in this story and "one piece yandere" if stories like this make you uncomfortable. For everyone else, please do remember that as sweet/touching as this behavior is or can be, it is deeply toxic and troubling in real life. Anyone that treats you with such disregard in terms of your boundaries or respecting your decisions should not be tolerated.

Please stay safe and have fun.

Word Count: 2,880

Devil fruits in the marines has always been handled a bit oddly. On paper, no low rank has a devil fruit. Because having a devil fruit tends to make even weak humans stronger, even if under highly specific circumstances. But you can’t just promote people because they ate something weird. They have to earn their position. This problem is handily solved by… ignoring the issue entirely.

Strong marines will, eventually, be promoted. So it stood to reason that strong marines with powerful abilities will be promoted even faster.

You were, however, of the opinion that there should be some sort of allowance made for marines that just can’t handle power without it going to their head.

Those people should scrub toilets until they learn at least a bare minimum amount of humility.

Why would you, of all people, have that opinion?

Because you got to watch, in real time, how quickly people given power without earning it lose their damn minds. It was, in fact, your own devil fruit’s power to ‘dial up’ other devil fruits. Just being near you had this effect. No, no one had any idea what your devil fruit was supposed to be called. Apparently, it was one of the few not in any encyclopedia on the subject, so you didn’t even know your own limits by proxy.

If you had the choice to go back in time you would never have eaten that weirdly flat yellow fruit. But you were stupid and hungry and here you were. Babysitting yet another ensign who simply could not handle having stronger powers with any grace.

Ensign Williams had a candle-candle fruit. Basically, a very weak version of the logia fruit flame-flame. His fire would always be weaker, smaller, and easier put out. Until you showed up, wherein he was capable of fairly impressive feats. In fact, it had been a full week and Williams went from being in awe of what he could now accomplish with you by his side to fully up his own ass with his ‘rightful power’. Unfortunately, he was your partner for the time being, so you just had to try and reign in his ass-ness before he burned the town to the ground by accident.

Mostly this involved walking away when he started being a prick to the local townsfolk to remind him that this ‘grand power’ he held was, in fact, only possible with your presence. Trying to physically stop him just got you a bloody nose. So, wounding his ego was the best you could do for everyone involved. Usually, you excused this by a sudden, burning need to pet a dog or cat or sufficiently friendly bird. They, at least, appreciated your presence and efforts.

“I’m going places, you know!” Williams declared in a huff, running up to you as you scratched a dog’s ears. Really ruffling the floppy appendages around as the dog panted and drooled in happiness. “The marines will see that I deserve a promotion soon enough with all the good work I’ve been doing!” You gave him a dry look.

“You depend on your devil fruit too much. What are you going to do when that’s not enough? I won’t always be around, you know.” You reminded him gently, feeding the mutt a milk bone from your pocket as you stood up. “This is the Grand Line. Eventually you’re going to run into a Yonko or something. What then? You think Red-Hair or Big Mom will care about a little fire?”

Williams paled at the suggestion, reality peaking in through his delusion before, with herculean effort, it was pushed back once again.

“And what about you, huh? Your devil fruit is useless for yourself! You’re a weak, useless thing on your own!” Williams sneered. You stared at him, unimpressed.

“That’s what training is for. Which is what I would be doing if I didn’t have to run around with you all the time.” You sighed. The big folks up top wanted to see just how much power you could give a weak devil fruit, likely in preparation to assign you to someone with a devil fruit user actually noteworthy. If there were side effects, they didn’t want an admiral to be the first to face it, after all. Personally, you were hoping for someone like Smoker. Reasonable, experienced, and well known for his skill outside his devil fruit.

Although, you were starting to think this delusional mindset was the side effect. Natural or induced, the people you gave boosts to often had a period of euphoria and increased aggression, narcissism, and short-sightedness. Hard to say since, so far, everyone you’ve been assigned to has been an asshole.

Possibly a marine-specific issue.

“Bring-ring. Ring-ring. Ring-rin—clack!” You answered the bored snail in your pocket.

“Ensign—”

“Fire Fist Ace has been spotted in your area! You and Ensign Williams are to attempt apprehension. No other Whitebeard Pirates have been spotted but be advised there are likely more—possibly another commander. If you see them, flee on sight.” They hung up immediately before you could even respond. Sighing, you looked up at Williams.

He looked strangely pale before gathering himself, a smug smirk quickly taking over his features.

“Hah! See that? They already know I’m going to accomplish great things. This will be only the beginning of my legacy as a marine!” Williams grabbed you arm and started running down the street, looking around like a madman for ‘Fire Fist’, jostling your glasses hard. They nearly flew off when he spotted a column of fire across town and yanked you with him. “Watch as a real marine works, useless!”

Fire Fist was crouched in the middle of the street, pointing at a stand that had fallen over, his back to the both of you. Whitebeard’s Jolly Roger stark against his tan skin.

“—highway robbery prices, you’re out of your mind if you think I’d pay for something broken!” Fire Fist huffed. While it was true you couldn’t see another pirate with him, it was common knowledge that Whitebeard Pirates rarely travelled alone. Especially a commander.

“You sure you wanna do this—”

“Halt, filthy pirate! Your days of piracy are over!” Williams declared boldly. Briefly, you wondered if maybe your superiors had heard about Williams’ behavior and figured sending him after Fire Fist would be the best reprimand he could get.

Even with your help, Williams was a candle-light at the end of the day. And Fire Fist? Fire Fist was a raging wildfire. You could almost feel the heat of his devil fruit in the back of your head. A faint indication that told you just how strong the devil fruits around you are and helped inform you how much power you were giving just by being around them.

Fire Fist looked back at the two of you with a dry, grumpy expression. Curiosity flickering over his features as he took in how amped up Williams was—and how utterly done you were. Fire flickered over his shoulders as he grinned.

“And what is a couple of ensigns going to do about it?” Fire Fist crowed with a mischievous grin, tipping his gaudy, orange cowboy hat back. Williams’ fire flickered over his body, sparks flying harmlessly over you—a welcome side effect of your devil fruit boosting another thankfully—before charging forward.

Three things happened at once.

Williams charged forward to fight Fire Fist. Letting go of your wrist.

His fire flickered slightly from the loss of direct contact with you.

Fire Fist’s own fire flared up at the sudden, unavoidable boost in power.

Confusion washed over Fire Fist as he instinctively noticed the strange change before he dismissed it, charging towards Williams anyway.

You rolled your eyes, pretty sure Williams would get knocked out quickly and leave you with yet another mess to clean up.

A low wine reached your ears, drawing you gaze away from what was mostly an impressive lightshow as Williams kept throwing fire at a man made of fire.

A fat, white dog panted in the shade. Scraggly white fur otherwise clean despite laying in the dirt. A strange, immaculate crescent shaped moustache curved under his nose.

Obviously, between your partner facing a Yonko Commander and a sad dog, your choice of who deserved your attention was clear.

You kneeled down with a smile, pulling out a dog treat from your pocket.

“Hey, cutie, what are you doing? Trying to cool off a little?” You spoke softly, presenting the treat to the very interested dog. You pulled out a bottle from your other pocket and a bowl—specifically for this actually—as you poured some out for the dog. The dog rolled onto his paws and eagerly drank the water, accepting your gentle affection. “You’re definitely not a stray, but you don’t have a collar either. Where are you from, baby?”

Fire and explosions rocked the area behind you. Not that you cared since the civilians ran the minute Williams and Fire Fist lit up. You scratched the surprisingly soft fur and ran your hand down the dog’s back. They were definitely well cared for, whoever they belonged to. Once they were done drinking water they eagerly wriggled into your lap for affection, licking and nipping at your chin.

“Oof! My, what a cutie you are!” You cheered, playfully ruffling the dog’s ears and booping his wet nose as you avoided the eager kisses.

Williams definitely screamed behind you in panic.

“Help me, you useless—SHIT!”

Without looking you yelled back.

“I thought you were supposed to be a ‘real marine’?” You lowered your voice when the dog whined and kissed his nose as an apology. “Sorry, baby. He’s just been an ass all week and I think he could really learn something today. What could a ‘useless marine’ do anyway, hm? I told him he needs to watch it.” You grumbled softly. The pull of a third devil fruit registering to your senses suddenly.

Having been around Williams all week as he showed off was exhausting. Now actively pulling on your power along with Fire Fist and this new person actively made you want to take a nap.

You had yet to figure out how to lessen your own power or at least focus on only one person, so you simply had to deal with it when actively boosting someone from a distance. Part of you worried that boosting stronger devil fruits was going to be even more exhausting than the weak ones you’ve encountered so far. And you might actually be right about that.

“There you are, Stefan. Oyaji was looking for you.” Someone spoke up above you. You startled, looking up at the stranger.

Open-toed sandals and capris with an open purple shirt exposing defined abs and a purple Whitebeard Jolly Roger. The man looked down at you with amused blue eyes narrowed, blond hair poking out from the top of an extreme undercut.

Marco ‘The Phoenix’.

Welp, that’s definitely your sign to run. Casually. So, he doesn’t suspect anything.

Something told you that your bosses would be pissed if the Whitebeard Pirates got a free power boost by ransoming you. If they gave up the obvious benefits of such a prisoner to begin with.

“Oop. Time to go, baby.” You kissed Stefan’s head and darted away, running directly towards the very explosive fight between Fire Fist and Williams. Snagging the back of his collar as you kept going.

“HEY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, YOU USELESS—”

“The Phoenix and Fire Fist are here—we definitely can’t take them both in. Time to go!” You explained as you ran.

“No! I can do it! What do you know, you useless bitch?!” Williams flailed, breaking your grip on his shirt before slamming his fist into your face. Heat and a crunch of bones sent shockwaves of red and blood across your vision, sending you to the ground with a yelp. Your glasses bouncing off from impact and cracking.

“Fuck!” You hissed, clutching your nose as you blindly looked around, tears falling down your cheeks. You could make out an impressive explosion of fire somewhere ahead of you through your tears and poor vision. A wobbly white blob trotting up to your side with a low wine and bark. What was probably Stefan licking your arm and pawing at your side in worry.

Steady footsteps clacked along the paved street, a dark shadow falling before you as fire exploded behind the figure.

“That was quite a hit. You alright?” The Phoenix asked as he lowered down suddenly. Glass scrapped against the ground. Your glasses were gently lowered onto your face, bringing him into focus with a hairline fracture and tears obscuring your vision somewhat.

“’M fine—not the first time he’s done that--!” You gasped as his fingertips brushed over your knuckled grasp on your bloody nose. Blue fire exploded around you as the various aches and pains were swept away in an instant. Dizziness rushed to your head at the sudden relief.

You almost broke contact as The Phoenix cursed his sudden, uncontrollable fire, falling back to the ground. But his hands were faster and firmly grasped your shoulders.

After several, bizarrely euphoric moments of bathing in the healing flame, The Phoenix wrangled his powers back under control with a grimace. Blood still covered your hands and face but the injury, as well as any other injury, was gone. He looked at you in surprise and you could only gape up at him.

Having established physical contact, any boost others experienced was gone in an instant. Your ‘pseudo-immunity’ to devil fruits meant that your body essentially acted like it was your power as well. And that meant you got to enjoy a small taste in what it was like to have a devil fruit like The Phoenix’s for as long as he maintained that contact. It was weirdly heady. Sort of freeing to feel your weakness being eaten away under the healing influence of his devil fruit.

Almost to the point of forgetting that this, quite critically, meant that your under-powered partner was royally fucked.

Williams barely stood a chance if you had held his hand through the fight. Without any assistance against Fire Fist Ace, it wasn’t even a question. As much of an ass as he was, he didn’t deserve to be killed.

Worried, you tried to look around The Phoenix to see what was happening. He clicked his tongue, pulling your chin back to look at him. His eyes were narrowed and suspicious, a strange light in his eyes as he gave you a small, chilling smile.

“Now, who are you and what was that?” The Phoenix demanded. You shuddered, noticing how oddly quiet it was behind the pirate.

“M-My devil fruit! It—uhm—affects other devil fruits?” You lamely explained as Stefan tried to nose his way onto your lap. You would have preferred to look at the cute, needy dog, but The Phoenix looked like he was about to eat you. “Makes… makes them stronger around me. O-Or just… touching.”

A cold chill went up your spine as he grinned.

“And you’re not assigned to at least an admiral at all times? What a waste… I guess the marines don’t want to keep you that badly, do they?” He clicked his tongue again. “Well, you’re in good hands now, yoi. Let’s get you cleaned up. Stefan! Down!” He ordered, lifting you over his shoulder as you yelped, scrambling to hold onto your glasses. The town was wrecked behind The Phoenix, Fire Fist cheerily skipping up with Williams over his own shoulder.

“Hey, Marco! Did you see how weird that was!? What do you think his devil fruit is?” Fire Fist asked. The Phoenix turned around with a huff.

“Put the marine down. Got the source right here.” He responded.

“Oh! I take it we’re keeping them? Think Oyaji will mind?”

The Phoenix snorted.

“Oyaji will be ecstatic. Marines don’t know how to take care of people right, anyway.” You were jostled lightly as he started walking, Stefan trotting behind while panting happily up at you. You were horrified and nervous, but the addition of Stefan was helping ease your nerves. “They can boost devil fruits but wasn’t assigned to an admiral, can you believe that? Just a weakling. Imagine if it was someone else that found them, yoi?” You struggled to push yourself up, but was aware that you weren’t getting down unless The Phoenix let you.

Unlike Williams, you knew your limits.

“Hah! Wow. At least Gramps could have trained them up safely. Marines are stupid though, so I can’t say I’m too surprised.” Fire fist declared. Boots stomped on the ground as Fire Fist rounded The Phoenix, poking his head to look at you with a charming grin. “Don’t worry, you’re going to love it here! Ah… and no one will do this again.” Fire Fist grabbed your hands, inspecting the blood and what was still smeared around your nose. His eyes dark with promise as you stared in horror.

Were you being kidnapped for your power or… something else? Because to be honest, it sure didn’t sound like they were too interested in your own devil fruit ability.

[lewiscarrolatemybrain]

I saw somebody shipping Dadan and Whitebeard (I think they called it Dadshipping but I Cannot find the post rn forgive me) and like obviously it's a crackship but I am. Compelled listen hear me out

The real lynchpin in all of it is Ace, and Dadan and Whitebeard's wildly different experiences with/approaches to parenthood.

Whitebeard obviously intended to build a family for himself right from the start, he was willing to adopt the kids who needed him and thus he did exactly that. He has found purpose and joy in fatherhood.

Dadan very much did not intend to become a mother, least of all to fucking Gold Roger's son. She struggled to take care of Ace in the beginning, and by the time she might have started to hit her stride Ace had closed off, and neither of them were able to connect with the other in any real way until the fire. But Dadan loves the shit out of Ace and his brothers.

I think there's a lot of really interesting avenues to explore there regarding Dadan's experience in raising Ace, particularly through the lens of the trauma of motherhood, and I think Whitebeard could be a really big influence in the two of them finally working through the lingering issues they have and admitting that they do see each other as mother and son. I also think that Whitebeard would respect a woman who ran into a fire and swung an axe at a pirate to protect her boys, even though Dadan is very not cut out for the kind of battles the Whitebeards regularly get into. That's fine. Dadan doesn't want to be that kind of crazy fighter, and she doesn't pretend to be.

I can picture Dadan resolutely refusing to admit she finds Whitebeard funny and charming and Whitebeard absolutely taking it as a challenge. He makes a joke and she cracks a tiny little "Pfft--" and he fucking WHIPS his head around to stare at her but she's white-knuckling her own knees to keep her poker face in place she absolutely will not give him the satisfaction of seeing her laugh.

Also I think it would be hilarious if Shanks is dating Makino and Whitebeard is dating Dadan and Shanks is leaving Dawn while Whitebeard is arriving and they look at each other like that scene from The Umbrella Academy.

Also also all the Whitebeard Pirates react to Whitebeard putting the moves on Dadan like hey good for you pops you still got it but Ace sees this happen and scREECHES

[trashytoastboi]

I really love your writing! Some of my favorite headcannon are the reader scared of physical intimacy due to trauma, could you do those headcannons for Ace and Sabo please??

Heyya bean! I apologise for the very, very long wait >_< I've finally gotten around to writing things again, I'm thankful you enjoy my writing and hope you enjoy~

🍞 Headcanons: Kid, Killer x S/O who is afraid of physical intimacy due to past trauma

🍞 Headcanons: Zoro, Law, Marco, Katakuri x S/O who is afraid of physical intimacy due to past trauma.

Headcanons: Ace, Sabo x S/O Who is afraid of physical intimacy due to a past trauma.

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> Warning: Implied abuse/mention of panic attacks. This includes implied trauma due to something in the past, if you think it will be triggering for you please avoid this. It is written and intended to be a comfort piece, but first and foremost take care of yourself and mental wellbeing🍀 

Portgas D. Ace

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🔥 Ace has a very physical love style, he enjoys expressing himself through touch and affection. Though it makes the situation at hand all the more difficult, he would never complain or be upset about it. He understands, he truly does. Ace just doesn’t understand how else he can fully convey his love other than affection. He believes actions weigh more than words and even though he always tells {Name} just how much he loves them, it just never felt adequate. Ace never once desired to push {Name} beyond their limitations. 

🔥It was obvious there was aversion to touch and affection. {Name} had always kept people at arm's length, Ace was a little closer than most and he treasured the trust placed in him by his partner. Ace came to learn through their mannerisms and occasional openings in their guard about how they were uncomfortable with physical touch and the idea of being intimate. Ace held off on affection, unless he felt {Name} was having a good day, he moved slowly and always checked to truly make sure they were fine. If any minute reaction showed discomfort or fear, he would leave them be and comfort them when {Name} apologized for being this way. 

🔥Ace felt there were strides of progress, regarding his relationship with {Name}. They had gotten into a comfort zone of sorts, hand holding and the occasional hug was steadily becoming more frequent and comforting, sometimes it was even {Name} to be the one to initiate. Maybe due to the constant security and comfort Ace provided, {Name} felt safe enough to divulge their very painful past. The trauma that made them this way and how that trauma made even the most gentle of touch feel like fire and fear in one fatal combination. 

🔥{Name} dug deep to pull everything up and out. They thought they would be ready to discuss everything, it proved not to be the case. The revisitation of trauma set the panic deep in their bones, they choked up. The cold feeling began to run down their shoulders, down their back as the feeling faded from their hands and feet. The tears came out uncontrollably.  Ace panicked internally, he didn’t want to show it outright in case it made {Name’s} current state worse. He comforted them, speaking in a soft voice telling them it was alright not to face it right now, not until {Name} was ready. He informed them over and over again how {Name} never had to force themselves to do anything. 

🔥They sputtered never ending apologies on repeat, alternating between words of self blame and apologies to Ace. This had sent {Name} back into the worst possible mindset, thanks to how adamantly and patiently Ace listened, comforted them and gently hushed their apologies. He deemed the apologies unnecessary, after all there was no reason for {Name} to say sorry when they were never the ones in the wrong. Maybe it was that very warmth and comfort that helped them gain a grip, something that helped to steady their uneven and shallow breath, easing the pain in their chest. The world stopped spinning and they were calming down. 

🔥Ace inwardly blamed himself, the initial happenings he knew was not his fault. He just spiraled with the concept that maybe had he just not been so eager, or forthcoming and overwhelming with his advances then {Name} might not have felt so pressured to discuss this, or put themselves in a position to relive their worst trauma. {Name} never once actually thought like this, they felt so trusting of Ace that they wanted to tell him. Ace smiled on the surface, a soft and meek smile. One designed to comfort his partner without alluding to his true thoughts of guilt and self blame. 

🔥It took a lot of communication and understanding to see where both of them were. Trying to hold these fragmented talks while suffering in their own thoughts was only hurting them. {Name} took Ace’s comfort to heart, knowing they weren’t obligated nor were they ready to talk about things and that was okay. Ace communicated his own misunderstanding and insecurities, the talk was difficult but they found a middle ground. A comfortable place in which to meet each other emotionally, taking it one step at a time.

Sabo

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🎩 Sabo noticed the hesitation, it was not outright. Hidden, disguised as if {Name} didn’t want him to know. He loves them too much not to notice how they stiffened; the anxiety that passed through their eyes and contorted their expression into fear for an instant. The nervous stumbling of their words when Sabo pulled away in surprise worried about accidentally hurting them. Given his injuries, his scars that remained Sabo related their reaction to something similar. His body had healed, on the surface. The trauma remained and it took a long time without him having to flinch away, associating touch with treatment of his injuries and the grueling pain he had to live through during his recovery. Or how he hated his scars when they first started to settle, the uneven and rough skin under his fingertips. He learned to accept them, live with them and in time liked them as it was his proof of survival, he was still alive. Sabo likened it to a deep rooted trauma, he didn’t bring it up but his actions became more reserved in nature. 

🎩 Sometimes it can take the smallest thing to fall over the edge, Sabo’s more and rarer playful side came out when he and {Name} were sharing some banter, joking around and the like. Sabo playfully grabbed their wrist in the hopes of pulling them in for a kiss, but what ensued was nothing he expected. {Name} was fine one moment, the next it looked like their world shattered. He let go, panicking and asking what happened, did he grab too hard? {Name} shook their head, dismissing it with a strained smile. The cold sweat didn’t convince him when they showed so much fear. Sabo had noticed it a while ago. He gently broached the topic, not wanting the details but he needed to know. Sabo wanted to know how he could help. How he could protect them and prevent anything that could hurt them. 

🎩Nothing really could have prepared Sabo, for what {Name} entrusted to him. A very bleak and too upsetting for words recollection of the incidents that made them this way. Sabo felt angry, towards the people who hurt his partner, towards himself for not realizing some of his actions could have triggered them. Logically, he knew it wasn’t his fault. He didn’t know of the situation and couldn’t change it. He felt sad seeing how heartbroken and frightened {Name} was. Not only from recalling the vivid and horrific memories but also from their fear that Sabo might perceive or treat them differently, in a bad way. They had been on the terrible side of listening to those who blamed {Name} for what happened in the past. {Name} grew to believe what was said, that it was their fault. 

🎩 Listening to how their words laced their own blame into it. “I shouldn’t have… they wouldn’t have.. I was the one…” Sabo only grew angrier towards the people, the vicious attitude they must have had upon saying those poisonous words to {Name}. Things that led to self doubt and blame. Sabo approached them, carefully enough to see if his touch and comfort would be welcomed. He could only hold them, swallowing his own anger. He pushed it aside, to whisper the words of validation they so desperately needed. Even the simple statement “It wasn’t your fault.” Brought tears to {Name’s} eyes, his voice resonates so deeply, unearthing all of those suppressed feelings that they held back. At this point all Sabo could offer is comfort and security, away from the memories. 

🎩 He tried to take their mind off of it. Trying to calm {Name} down and offer whatever reassurance he could. From the beginning he had been undemanding. {Name} never felt things in the way of obligation, they never felt forced to do anything. Sabo had created a safe space for them truly, one where they learned the hardships of healing but healing nevertheless. He helped and supported with what he could. Giving {Name} space when they needed it, giving them comfort and support when they wanted it. Sabo knew he could not change the past, nor what happened to his partner. But he could try to help them now and in the future. The past may have been full of hurt and terror, he tries, strives to make sure that the future will never be like that. Neither for him, nor {Name}. 

[the-witch-of-one-piece]

Giving them Butterfly Kissies Op Edition SFW

Featuring: Ace, Sanji, Law, Marco and Hongo TW: none just pure fluff! WC: 767 (unedited)

This is what you call happiness. You felt so content with the love of your life. Seeing them relaxing on the couch you can sense how comfortable they have become as the relationship developed more. You caught yourself smiling and thinking about all the wonderful memories you experienced with them. Making your way towards them you sat comfortably on their lap, your arms draped lazily around his shoulder. You felt his hands snake around your waist. Your hands slide up cupping his cheeks ou began to speak “you are amazing” kissing his cheek “you are wonderful” kissing his other cheek “ you make me smile all the time.” kissing his forehead “you are perfect.” kissing the tip of his nose “I can't imagine my life without you.” you softly spoke before kissing his lips. You could feel the smile forming on his lips as they pressed against yours. As your lips separated from one another you continued to kiss his face, still whispering words to the man you loved.

Ace

That's all he needed to hear, he could feel the sincerity coming from your words. With each kiss, he focused on how soft your lips pressed against the different parts of his face. Ace loved this kind of attention you would give him. He enjoyed just the sense of how comforting it was for him to know he found someone who truly loved every part of him. Lightly chuckling as the kissy attacks from your lips. He holds you a bit tighter, a grin appearing on his face “I have 2392 freckles on my face babe, you have to kiss me that many times before I release you.” he spoke as he made up a random number he didn’t know how many freckles were on his face he just didn't want it to stop. 

Sanji 

Either he is going to die from a hemorrhage from the kissy attack or die from the words you spoke to him. The cook loves every bit of it cherishing every moment spent together from the first meeting to the first kiss you shared with one another. Sanji’s face is completely hot and red and it worries you a  bit when asking him if he is okay. He assured you “Sometimes when I wake up I’m still in disbelief that I have found someone so kind and so loving towards me, you are my perfect match.” You were touched by his words feeling your eyes tear up you pressed your lips against his once more deepening this passionate kiss you both shared.

Law 

He was lost for words. He honestly couldn’t get a word out because of the kissy attack and the words that came from your heart. He could feel his cheeks a bit warmer than usual. He worried someone might come in and ruin the moment you both are having but then again what if no one shows up at all. Law closed his eyes enjoying the sweet soft pecks that were on his face. Just this inmate moment you both have with one another was one of his favorite moments with you. You gave him your undivided attention, that's all he could have asked for.  Softly speaking you could hear the words that made your heart melt every time he said them “I love you- ya.” 

Marco

He felt flattered by the sweet comments and he was blessed with a kiss from your lips that tagged along with each comment. One of his favorite parts of your body was your lips. He loved the feeling of them as you loved the feeling of his lips. Of course, he saw the kissy attack coming and he had removed his glasses waiting for your soft lips to press against his face. When the kissy attack stopped you felt his fingers reach for your chin as he brought you closer to his face “you are the definition of perfect in my eyes yoi.” he pressed his plump lips against your 

Hongo 

He couldn’t help but have a smile on his face. Knowing if he was having a bad day and when you gave him the kissy attack he would forget why he was having a bad day. His hands rub up and down your side. Your lips lightly pressed against his scar on the side of his forehead. Your hands lightly touched his scar. His hand reached for yours “The next time I get injured I will make sure to come to you because your lips have just a way of making me feel better.” the pressed his lips on the back of your hand.

[acesbelovedwife]

Warmth part 3/?

Portgas D Ace x fem reader who can't feel heat

11,5k characters

the other parts are here! [1] [2]

Masterlist

Thatch woke you up early to get you working with him in the kitchen for breakfast, you couldn't really focus on anything after last night. Why would he do that? You felt sharp pain in your hand which brought you back to reality, you hissed from the pain seeing you cut yourself while cutting the vegetables "the bandages are there" Thatch pointed at the drawer next to you to which you thanked him, you felt stupid, instead of helping him you're only giving him more trouble. "Something's on your mind y/n? You're really distracted today" he asked cutting vegetables as you put the bandage on your finger "huh, no nothing's wrong. Don't worry" you laughed it off as he sighed putting away the knife to look at you "if you're gonna be so distracted all the time I can't have you here, I don't want you to hurt yourself more than you already did. And you know you can tell me, I won't judge" he said crossing his arms. You thought for a second, it would hurt to tell someone... "Promise me you won't tell anyone" "if it's something that could be a danger to you I will, but if it's not I promise not to" he reassured, "well, let's say... hypothetically Ace almost kissed me last night when he thought I was asleep" you spoke fast watching Thatch's expression turn from worry to straight up laughing his ass off "that rascal already did his move! Damnit Marco won the bet!" He laughed as you had a confusion written all over your face. "But is that a problem to you y/n, you seem pretty upset about it?" He asked calming down a bit, you bit you lip "I just don't know why he did that, so I don't know how to feel about it that's what's bothering me..." You said as Thatch tried his best not to laugh at your obliviousness "why not ask him?" he suggested "it's embarrassing.." "then how about you wait? Maybe he'll do it again and you could catch him in his act. It'll get him more embarrassed than you, wouldn't it?" he gave you another idea "that could work.." you thought again, he's not wrong about that part.. But you don't know when you'll see him again, he also has his duties, and after taking care of you for so long he surely had a lot to do. "Alright, enough chit chat, let's finish making the breakfast before everyone gets here" Thatch said to which you nodded.

Ace woke up feeling like something's missing, he tried to find you with his hand but when he couldn't find you he opened his eyes and sat up. "Where did she go?" he was confused, you were here last night, he's sure of it. He thought a little longer trying to wake up "oh right, she's starting to help Thatch from today, I forgot.." it felt lonely to wake up alone he already got used to sleeping with you. Ace was pretty tired not being able to fall asleep last night, well he did it to himself. He shouldn't have kissed you, even if it wasn't on your lips it was without your consent. What was he thinking? After he washed his face he got up for breakfast joining Izo, Marco and the others. Marco immediately noticed his mood being down which was quite unusual for Ace, he sighed "what's wrong Ace, and don't even try to lie, it's way too obvious something's up" Marco spoke to which Izo nodded making Ace groan "I don't know, it just feels weird eating without y/n.." he said making both Marco and Izo exchange looks. "is that really all?" Izo asked feeling like there's something more to the frown on his face "well.. I did kiss her yesterday when she was asleep and I feel shitty for it" he whispered looking away trying to hide his blush. Marco covered his face from disappoinment as Izo started laughing making Ace more embarrassed "stop laughing!" He hissed at Izo, he tried his best to stop laughing. "You really are an idiot" Marco was disappointed, he thought Ace was smarter than this. "Well, the paperwork will help you forget about that. You have a lot to do after your small break" Marco said making Ace groan in agony. He was hoping Marco would let him off the hook this time but it seems he planned it all out for him already.

You were hoping to join the others for breakfast but Thatch needed your help to clean the kitchen so you ended up finishing cleaning after everyone ate already. You ate breakfast with Thatch and you both started to work on making the lunch after a short break. You had to make tons of food so you had to start preparing the ingredients already. You were feeling a little bit cold but you didn't want to bother so you went on to help with the food. You needed to get used to not being around Ace as much anyway, you were able to earlier so you shouldn't get used to it so much out of nowhere. While you were busy helping Thatch, Ace was being tortured by Marco with the paperwork "Don't even try to escape the work, I'll make you do it sooner or later. Remember, if you do it now you won't have to do it later" he said seeing Ace look around for an escape route for himself. Ace sighed in defeat, he knew very well what the other commander was capable of doing.

"You can join them to eat lunch, I'll take care of things in the kitchen" Thatch said making you beam with happiness "Really?! Thank you so much Thatch!" You hugged him as you ran off to join the others making him chuckle slightly at your energy. "Oh, y/n you're not helping Thatch in the kitchen?" You heard Izo ask as he saw you run towards the table he sat at "oh no, he let me go join you guys.. but it seems the others finished eating" you said with a sad tone as you sat next to him, you were kinda disappointed not seeing Ace the whole day "They just didn't come yet, I've heard they have a lot of paperwork to do and Marco is probably keeping an eye on Ace so he will actually do it" Izo chuckled while chewing on the food "by the way, today's breakfast was delicious, same with the lunch. Everyone enjoyed it a lot" he complemented "thank you, though I did make few mistakes today, if Thatch didn't keep an eye on me it probably wouldn't end up as delicious as it did" you cringed at yourself remembering your clumsiness this morning "don't worry about it, it's your first day. Plus it ended up tasting good so there's no need to worry is there?" Izo smiled warmly at you as you nodded joining him to eat the meal. It was silent between you two for a minute until you struck up a conversation again "when do you think Ace would be finished?" You asked trying not to be too obvious you missed him. "Well, I think he should be done around dinner. If you miss him you know you can just ask, he would take a break surely. Especially knowing what your condition is, Marco shouldn't have anything against it" he knew you missed him, well who wouldn't miss a crazy ball of freckles like Ace. "No, no I wouldn't want to disturb him, he has to focus on his work. I wouldn't only distract him.." you said making Izo sigh in defeat. You both didn't want to bother each other it seems "don't you feel cold though?" He asked a bit worried, you haven't been separated for so long throughout those few days at any point. "Only a little bit but I'll survive, I need to get used to it anyway" you replied "you do got a point, but remember to come get him if it gets too cold. We don't want you passing out again" "I will, don't worry" you reassured. As you finished eating both of you have parted your ways after enjoying the meal with a good company.

You saw Thatch washing the dishes while humming a song so you walked up to him and tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention "go eat Thatch, I can clean the rest" you told him as he nodded thankful for your help "I'm sorry for so much trouble y/n, today the others are on a break so we had a lot to do today considering it was just the two of us.. Could you prepare the meat for the dinner? After that you can be free for the day" he asked walking out of the kitchen "Sure, no problem!" You started cleaning the kitchen, after some time you felt a cold chill go through your body making you stop your actions for a second but you decided to ignore it for now and just finish your work so you could relax after a long day.

You went to the bed you shared with Ace feeling cold and tired. You didn't have the power to do anything so you went under the covers, your body felt heavy and cold. You hoped the covers would help at least a bit but they didn't, after some time you just fell asleep feeling completely exhausted. Meanwhile Ace was still being forced to do the paperwork with having only two breaks so far just to eat the food. "Can't I just do it tommorow?" Ace whined for the millionth time pushing Marco to his limits of patience "I told you already, if you do it today you won't have to do it tommorow" he said through gritted teeth making Ace groan "I know that, I just want to get over with it already" " then do it instead of whining" Marco said coldly ending the discussion letting Ace know that he annoyed him to the point if he whines again he won't come out of this room in one piece. He sighed once again going back to the work, completely giving up on talking it out with Marco.

Few hours have passed and the sun started to go down, Ace finally finished his work and with Marco they decided to join the others for dinner, they saw Izo on their way who said he's gonna go eat in the kitchen to keep you and Thatch some company. Ace and Marco decided to join Izo knowing they finally had the time to relax after all the work. But when they went into the kitchen they saw only Thatch cleaning up after himself. "Where's y/n?" Ace asked making Thatch turn around and look at him "I believe she's in your room, I let her go when she finished cleaning the kitchen after lunch. She's probably gonna come here soon for dinner" he said "I see.." Ace looked away in thought. Are you avoiding him? Did something happen or is he just overthinking it? "Stop thinking and eat" Marco said seeing Ace deep in thought "too much thinking in one day might be too much for you" he joked making everyone laugh and Ace pout at the comment. Some time have passed and they almost finished eating but there was still no sign of you anywhere "she did say she started feeling cold earlier.." Izo said getting Ace's attention immediately "why didn't you say so earlier?!" He yelled filled with worry "she promised me that if it gets worse she'll come to you" he explained trying to keep his cool starting to worry too, what if you passed out? Ace stood up without finishing his food and ran to his room "Ace!" Marco yelled but he couldn't hear him anymore. All he cared about right now was you.

He opened the door to his room only to see you under the covers trembling from cold. He ran up to you and grabbed your hand, cold just like the night he found you "Ace?" You said weekly feeling immediate warmth coming from him "I'm here, I'm sorry I didn't come earlier I'm so stupid.." he felt so much anger towards himself, how could he let this happen? If it was a bit later who knows what could've happen to you. "I'm cold Ace.." you whispered feeling your lips tremble "It's ok, I got you" he pulled the covers but you stopped his movements as you put your hand on his cheek. He blushed not seeing that coming, your hand was cold as ice but be could feel it get slightly warmer as you kept it on his cheek "y/n?" he asked, why did you stop him, didn't you want him to hug you? "I know a way to get warmer faster than that" you slowly spoke to which Ace raised an eyebrow "faster-?" You cut him off and pulled him close connecting your lips with his, it was hot, like never before, nothing ever made you feel as warm as that. Your whole body started burning from the sensation. Ace was shocked at your move but didn't pull away wanting to savor the moment, even if it's just another dream of his.

Your lips were so soft yet so cold, he never experienced anything like that. He got cocky a bit and licked your bottom lip with his tongue asking for permission to which you obliged feeling dizzy from all the warmth around you. As his tongue entered your mouth you moaned loudly under him making him pull away and cover his mouth. He didn't expect you to make such noise, he also didn't want to go that far with you.. You looked so worn out and sweaty, he tried to understand what just happened when he heard your pants "Y-y/n why did you-? Are you ok?" He tried to keep calm which was hard seeing you in that state, it was way too erotic. "I told you it would work" you smiled slightly looking at him as you caressed his freckled cheek with your hand. He blushed at your comment and pulled you close to him going under covers to join you in the warm bed. "I love you Ace" you whispered making him hug you tighter. Was this real, was this actually happening? Maybe it is a dream, there's no way you would- "I love you" you whispered again making his thoughts shut up for a moment. You kissed his cheek as you laid your head in the crook of his neck giving him more kisses. He could feel your breath on it making him loose his mind, it was too much at the same time, he might explode if his heart doesn't stop beating so fast. You started running your fingers on his back inhaling his scent making you feel more dizzy. "Y/n?" He asked, you didn't reply, he could feel your hands on his body and your leg over his own, you were gone. It's as if you were in heat, his voice couldn't even reach you so he decided to let you be for the moment hoping you won't get too touchy with him. He knew he wouldn't be able to resist you if you did. You were whispering his name into his ear making him shiver but he still kept his cool hoping you'll calm down soon after you get used to the warmth. After some time he pulled you slightly off seeing your face, he swears he saw hearts in your eyes. He's not getting away from you easily, you were far too deep. He pinned you down with his own body not allowing you to move as much soon making you fall asleep under him making him able to pull away and breathe for a moment. "Holy shit" he thought to himself, this was actually happening, no matter how many times he pinched himself he didn't wake up. He thought what to do and decided to just go to sleep after the whole day. Feeling tired from all the work he did and the... interesting interaction he had with you he finally fell into a deep sleep keeping you close to his chest.

part [1] [2]

I love you guys so much, thank you for the nice comments and all the love you gave me with both first and the second part!!! I'm thinking about writing smut as a different ending for this one but I'm still not sure so we'll see 👀 I really have no idea where I'm going with this one. I'm sorry for any mistakes, english is my second language. I hope you enjoyed reading ♡

[povcastiel]

Hello to my beautiful humans,

In wake of this troubling time, due to the election in America, I want everyone to know this is a safe space.

Because of this, I’m reaching out to offer an outlet for you to escape. I would love to write more fanfics, whether short/long or headcannons.

I love you all and please note, if you just need to chat or vent, my inbox is always open. Please take care, stay safe and do not lose hope.

Much love,

Paige

[willpapasy]

ALWAYS PROTECT MY QUEEN AUUUU

So married couple coded

[atlas-the-bastard]

whenever I'm happy with myself I think about portgas d. ace's pathetic rizz and tboy swagger and wish I was him with such conviction I cry

[onim5]

The Fangs 1

Portgas D. Ace x reader

2,

Warnings: Sad

Soulmate au

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Deep down in Impel Down Ace sat chained. He and Jimbei whispered about old times. It wouldn't be long until a war broke out to save Ace. And it pained him deeply. The thought of getting executed was even worse since the soulmate he never met would meet the same end. "This sucks. My soulmate is gonna die because of my recklessness," Ace whispered.

"It's easy to go out and risk your life when you never met them, but when you sit here, you sure feel guilty," Jimbei answered with a frown evident on his face. "I don't think my soulmate would like me," Ace said out of nowhere. "And why is that?" Jimbei asked. "A lot hate, having a pirate as a soulmate, but I have one more card that would make them hate me even more." Ace simply explained, thinking of the devil's blood inside of him.

Time skip

Ace sat worried in his chains for Luffy. He was in Impel Down, and he was currently getting exported to Marineford. "YOU'RE KIDDING!!!!!" The marine responsible for the ship yelled. He smashed the den den mushi and angrily stomped away. Was it news about his brother or Pops?

Something's wrong. We should have been at Marineford a long time ago. And why are they all looking at me like that?

Fire Fist Ace died before execution. For unknown reasons. "We don't know what happened he just died." Everyone turned their attention to Luffy, Ace was dead, and they hadn't even reached Marineford yet. The den den mushi on their stolen ship had sent out the news so every Marine would know. "I want you all to continue the plan anyway. This is a good chance to take down Whitebeard." After that sentence, the den den mushi lay up.

Luffy fell to his knees. 'No,' Echoed in his head. It felt like time paused, and the world around him became blurry. Luffy couldn't hear the scream he let out. He couldn't hear anything. All the memories he had of Ace flowed like a river in his mind. He had lost the only brother he had. He had nothing. Ivan watched in horror as Luffy began destroying stuff and hitting himself. He gave himself wounds. His cry and pain affected everyone on the ship.

Jimbei had talked some sense into Luffy, and now he stood next to Whitebeard in Marineford. "Did you get the news?" Luffy asked. "What news?" Edward asked. "Ace is, . . . .  Ace is, . . . . . He's dead." Luffy pressed out of him. Whitebeard's eyes widened. He had thought it was weird that Ace wasn't on the execution platform. But the damn Marines refused to tell them where he was.

"Jimbei stepped up and told how they had received the news." It was not often, but sometimes people died out of the blue simply because their soulmate had.

It was a dark war. It felt empty and pointless. But everyone fought. When the red-haired pirates arrived, it finally ended. But it was already too late. The news of Luffy being Dragon's son had made it almost impossible for Luffy to escape since he was the main target. He got away thanks to Jimbei, but not without a wound, a painful reminder of his meaningless efforts.

It wasn't long until everybody knew just what a horrible war it had been, the Revolutionary Army, Kaido, Big Mom, Dawn Island, the other pirates of the first generation, and Luffy's crew. The war of the best was a tragedy, Whitebeard's last words had made the pirate era grow.

"Why am I here?"

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[plagues02]

Sons

Summary: Ace watches the ocean at night, alone with his thoughts. Until his captain decided to check on him. Characters: Portgas D. Ace, Whitebeard Word Count: 1102 CW: Talks of gender dysphoria and past transphobia Note: I wrote this as a Christmas gift for @/darth_bear on Tiktok. He's a really cool guy and cosplayer, and y'all should check it out :D

Waves crashed against the side of the Moby Dick. The moon was a perfect crescent shape in the sky, and the sky was dotted with stars, clear of clouds. A light breeze shook the young man’s hair.

Ace leaned against the railing as he looked out at sea, lost in thoughts. Despite it being a rare peaceful night, the teen couldn’t bring himself to sleep. His mind was running all over the place, and he finally decided to see if walking around the deck would calm him down. So far, it was not.

There was a lot on his mind. For one, his younger brother, Luffy. He was almost seventeen; it was almost time for him to set sail. Sabo was there on his mind too. If he was around, they would be sailing together now. Perhaps they would be running the Spade Pirates together, or they would have both joined Whitebeard’s crew, or they might have waited for Luffy to turn seventeen to leave with him. It saddened him to think about.

There was something else weighing heavy on Ace’s mind, making his chest ache to think about. He thought that would stop once he was able to get the surgery to make his chest flat, but it didn’t. He proudly showed off his scars, refusing to wear a shirt no matter how many times the sun burnt him, but at the same time, it still hurt to think about what was once there.

While Ace was lost in thought, he didn’t notice the sound of heavy footsteps coming towards him. It wasn’t until the large shadow of his captain covered him did he notice the other man, but he tried to pretend he didn’t. He wasn’t in the mood for talking.

The presence of Whitebeard reminded him of him. The man who was only his father by blood, the man he refused to call him his dad. Ace might be related to Gol D. Roger, but he was not his father. No, Whitebeard was his father.

Whitebeard looked down at his youngest division commander. Earlier in the night, one of his nurses mentioned that Ace was outside alone and something seemed wrong. He gave the man some time alone, but when he didn’t move for a long time, the older man decided to check on him. Ace looked consumed by his thoughts.

“What are you thinking about?” He broke the silence. The younger man couldn’t ignore his captain anymore.

Ace’s face twitched as he looked up. They stared at each other for a long while before Ace was the one to look away again. He shifted his body to face away from the man, leaning against the railing. Whitebeard watched him as he tried to make his chest look less noticeable. Oh. So that was bothering him.

“...You’re not the first one in my crew like this,” the captain opened up, looking out at the sea.

The teen tensed a little as he looked up with furrowed eyebrows. “I’m,,, not? No one’s mentioned being…”

Whitebeard shook his head with a sigh. “He is no longer in my crew. In fact, my son probably hates my guts.”

“Your son?”

They were all Whitebeard’s sons. They all called him Pops, and he happily called them his sons. But the way he said this… it felt different than the way he would call them his sons.

Whitebeard nodded, reaching up to wring the bridge of his nose. “Yes… my one biological son. He goes by Crocodile now.”

Ace’s eyes widened as his head snapped up to look at the other man, who kept facing towards the water. He had never heard that Whitebeard had a biological son, let alone someone else so infamous. No one in the crew mentioned it, but at the same time, he knew Pops wouldn’t lie about this.

The older man let out a sigh, turning towards Ace; their eyes met. Ace could tell that it was a hard topic for him and decided against asking any of the questions running through his head. However, Whitebeard continued.

“When he came out, I didn’t have a good reaction. We got into a screaming match, and he ran off to somewhere else on the ship. Crocodile left the crew not long after, leaving as soon as he could get off the ship on the next island. I believe Marco had the chance to talk to him, but he didn’t do anything to stop him from leaving.

“I regret how I acted back then. I denied he was my son; I called him my daughter for the longest time even after he left, even after he became the warlord, Sir Crocodile. Shortly before you joined, I finally came to terms with him being my son. I still keep an eye on him the best I can.”

Ace stared at the man as the older man broke eye contact to look back at the sea. The young pirate bit his lip, wondering what to say. He turned back towards the water again.

“Why are you telling me this?...And what do you think of me then?” Ace looked down at his chest, resting a hand on one of his scars.

Silence fell over them again, lasting for a few moments, before Whitebeard sighed again. He reached up to rub his eyes, dragging his hand down his face.

“First, you are my son, the young man I put in charge of my second division, Ace. I have always seen you as the man you are.”

Ace felt satisfied with this answer.

“Second, why am I telling you this?... To tell you you’re not the only one. Crocodile was your age when he came out, and I messed up back then with him. Now, you’re part of my crew, and I feel like I am getting a second chance. You’re just as much as my son as Crocodile is, and I will not mess up with you.

I cannot imagine what you’re going through and what’s running through your head with your birth sex, but you are not alone anymore. You have a family here to support you.”

“Pops…” Ace found the word leaving his lips before his brain caught up with his actions; he looked away from the sea once again.

Whitebeard looked down at him, eyes meeting once again. Slowly, Ace’s lips turned into a smile, causing Whitebeard to smile as well. The older man reached down to rest a hand on the other’s head.

“Now, go get some rest son,” he said as he ruffled the other’s hair.

“Okay, I will, Pops.”

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it's still his birthday for 1 more minute in my timezone!!