#Oasis Fruit Store

[iguessthisisanewobsession]

On the outskirts of Gotham a farm is made.

No one can pinpoint when it was started but it was clearly bountiful.

New orchards of plums apples and several other fruit whisper promises of fruits in the years to come.

Bee houses buzzed with life and ducks quacked and scurried to and from their pond, coop and the garden.

Vegetables by the rows with seasonal berries brushes spring up at the corners of the property.

Greenery that almost seemed to glow with how lush it was.

It was like a small oasis in the desert of Gotham’s dirty land.

And it was ran by only three people.

The woman’s name was Sam. She was known as an activist who seemed to do the primary care of the plants. The property was in her name and she went out of her way to invite people to take what they need.

Danny was the most well known of the trio. He brought the produce into the heart of the city. Anywhere that would take the food, kitchens, pantries, school cafeterias even people’s doorsteps.

Tucker was the technical mastermind, hidden but equally important. The sprinklers, planning of the pollination rotation, harvesting planning and statistics were his main focus on the farm. Not a single square inch of the the land was not under his watchful gaze.

All the food was fresh or properly stored and most interesting of all free.

Of course people were going to talk.

[avdxl]

Rooted Dreams and Rowdy Seas

A/N: I'm trying something with this chapter, certain chapters will follow this format, whereas others won't and I'm hoping the difference isn't too jarring

Pairing: Ace x Y/N (Not set in stone)

The first thing Y/N had learned was that the desert didn’t care if she survived.

The heat was suffocating. The kind that clung to her skin, burned her lungs, and made her head pound with every step. Shade was scarce, the sun a relentless enemy overhead. At night, the cold was a cruel contrast, seeping into her bones as if the day’s heat had never existed.

The food situation was worse. There was no fruit, no fields of edible greens. Just sand, cacti, and whatever creatures were foolish enough to cross her path. Her first week, she had tried to force her Devil Fruit powers to work the way they had before—to bloom life from nothing. But the desert swallowed her efforts whole. Roses wilted before they could open, roots struggled to take hold in the unforgiving soil.

She had raged. She had screamed into the endless dunes, furious at her own powerlessness. But the desert didn’t answer.

So, she adapted.

She learned the rhythms of the land, the way the cacti stored water in their flesh, how some had fruit she could eat—if she was willing to risk the spines. She experimented with her powers, willing her flowers to be tougher, stronger. The roses she once relied on were too delicate for this place, but desert plants… They were survivors. She mimicked their endurance, shaping her abilities around them. She grew thorny vines that coiled like snakes, dagger-like petals that could cut flesh. She forced life into the cracked ground, even if it took everything out of her.

When the desert threw sandstorms at her, she wove dense walls of roots to shield herself. When predators lurked in the night, she lured them into traps of bramble and barbed blossoms.

And when loneliness crept in—the kind that clawed at her ribs, reminding her that Kou had left her behind like everyone else—she clenched her fists and drowned it in the bloom of something new.

She wouldn’t need anyone.

Never again.

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A year had passed by the time she stood at the shoreline, staring at the sea that had once been so far away. Her small oasis flourished behind her. The plants she had forced into existence had survived, taking root even in the merciless desert. Proof that she had conquered this place, bent it to her will. But this wasn’t where she was meant to stay.

Her boat—if it could even be called that—was a patchwork of wood and vines, a creation born of sheer willpower. She had spent weeks gathering materials, fighting off beasts for scraps of driftwood, weaving thick roots into something sturdy enough to hold against the waves.

She rested a hand on its side, staring at the endless blue stretching before her. She wasn’t afraid of what came next. If the desert couldn’t break her, then nothing could.

She pulled her bag higher on her shoulder, adjusting the worn strap. Her fingers brushed against her necklace—the only thing that had ever felt like it belonged to her. The only thing that reminded her of where she had come from, even if she refused to belong there— to him.

She smirked, tilting her head up toward the sky.

“Guess it’s time to see what else the world has to offer.”

The boat rocked beneath her as she stepped in, the waves lapping eagerly at its sides. Y/N adjusted her balance with ease, her body attuned to the shifting world beneath her feet. One last glance at the shore—at the power she willed herself to master and the oasis she carved into the desert acting as its heart—then she reached down, fingers curling around the hilt of the blade resting at her side.

Kou’s blade.

It was heavier than it looked, the weight a reminder of everything he had taught her. A farewell gift, though he had never called it that. The first time he pressed it into her hands, he had simply declared, "A blade is only as strong as the one who wields it. Let’s see what you make of it."

She had wanted to throw it back at him. Wanted to tell him she didn’t need a reminder of him, of yet another person leaving. But she hadn’t. Because deep down, she knew this was more than just steel. It was proof that she had been worth something to him, even if he still chose to leave (or maybe she was fooling herself).

The thought burned as it crawled up her throat, but she swallowed it down.

She drew the blade, letting the light catch along its edge. It was sharp, well-balanced, meant for someone stronger than she had been a year ago. But she was strong now. Strong enough to survive on her own.

Y/N let out a slow breath before she sheathed the weapon, securing it at her waist. Her grip tightened around the rope sail, and with a final push, she set herself adrift.

She didn’t look back. The desert had been a prison, a teacher, a battlefield. But it was not her home. The sea called her forward, and this time, she was ready.

The first thing Y/N noticed was the scent—thick, acrid, and clinging to the back of her throat like a ghost of something long since burned. Smoke. Even before she saw the towering piles of discarded wreckage and the people clawing through the ruins for something—anything—she knew she had landed somewhere desperate.

Grey Terminal. She had heard about it in passing, though the rumors didn’t do it’s despair and sorrow justice it would seem

The boat scraped against the shore of the polluted inlet, the wood groaning in protest. Y/N stepped off, boots sinking into damp, trash-littered earth. She had seen ruined places before—places where nature had reclaimed what people abandoned—but this was different. There was no life here, only decay.

Her fingers twitched toward the hilt of Kou’s blade, a habit more than a threat. She wasn’t in danger. Not yet. But the hollow-eyed men watching her from the shadows told her this place wasn’t kind.

Fine. She’s not here to make friends.

She adjusted the strap of her pack, stepping forward. The people here weren’t her concern. She had one goal—get supplies, get information, and get moving. The Grand Line was still a world away, but if she wanted to set foot in it, she needed to be prepared.

The deeper she walked into Grey Terminal, the more the filth of the place settled into her skin. People bartered with scraps, fought over half-rotten food, and moved in twitchy, frantic motions—like rats in a maze running from some invisible threat.

And then there were the bodies. Some recent, others long forgotten the scavengers no longer paid them any mind. Y/N exhaled through her nose, forcing herself to move on.

Y/N knew the moment she stepped into Grey Terminal that trouble would find her. It always did. Her first mistake was thinking she could pass through unnoticed. Her clothes were worn but intact, her movements too sure, her eyes too sharp. She wasn’t like the desperate scavengers clawing through trash heaps for survival—she was a threat, and threats were either used or eliminated.  

The second mistake was letting her guard down for a second too long. She felt the presence behind her before she heard the shuffle of feet. A blade, rusted and jagged, swiped toward her ribs. She twisted just in time, the edge tearing into her coat instead of her flesh.  

“Tch.” Y/N rolled her shoulder, eyes narrowing as she turned to face her attackers. Three of them. Filthy, thin, and desperate.  

“You’ve got good reflexes,” one of them rasped, a man with sunken cheeks and eyes that gleamed with something between hunger and greed. “And that blade of yours looks real nice, girlie. Hand it over.”  

Y/N scoffed, fingers brushing the hilt of the blade Kou had given her. As if.  

“You want it?” she asked, voice lilting with amusement. “Take it.”  

The man snarled, lunging—fast, but not fast enough. Y/N pivoted smoothly, drawing her blade in one swift motion. The flat of it cracked against his wrist, sending his weapon clattering to the ground. He howled in pain, stumbling back.  

The second man rushed her from the side. She ducked low, sweeping his legs out from under him. He crashed into the filth with a grunt, spitting curses.  

The third hesitated. Y/N tilted her head, twirling her sword in her grip. “Not feeling so brave anymore?”  

He spat at her feet. “You think you’re better than us, girl?”  

Her smirk sharpened. “I don’t think so. I know.”  

With a frustrated growl, the man bolted, disappearing into the maze of refuse. The other two scrambled after him, nursing their bruises. Y/N let out a breath, rolling her shoulders. The fight had barely been a warm-up, but it told her all she needed to know—Grey Terminal wasn’t just dangerous. It was rotting from the inside out.  

And she was going to burn through it before it could swallow her whole. Just as she sheathed her sword, a loud voice rang out.  

“Whoa! That was awesome!”  

Y/N turned sharply, eyes locking onto a grinning boy with a scar under his left eye, his straw hat tilted back as he gaped at her. Next to him, another boy, older, more guarded, stared her down with an intensity far beyond someone his age.  

“Who the hell are you?” Ace asked, crossing his arms.  

Luffy grinned. “She’s strong! You should join my crew!”  

Y/N arched a brow, amusement flickering in her eyes. Well, Looks like things just got interesting.

Y/N’s grip on her sword tightened as she studied the two boys in front of her. They weren’t like the scavengers she’d just fought off—there was no desperation in their stances, no fear. The younger one, all wide eyes and boundless energy, looked at her like she’d just done something amazing. The older one, standing stiffly beside him, had a wariness she recognized all too well.  

Her lips curled slightly. Interesting.  

The younger boy rocked on his heels, practically vibrating with excitement. “You were amazing! Where’d you learn to fight like that?”  

Y/N arched a brow, sliding her blade back into its sheath. “And who exactly are you?”  

The boy puffed out his chest. “I’m Monkey D. Luffy! And I’m gonna be King of the Pirates!”  

She blinked, then let out a short laugh. “Oh? Ambitious.”  

Luffy nodded eagerly, completely unbothered by her amusement. “Yup! You should join my crew!”  

Y/N tilted her head, pretending to consider it. “Your crew?”  

Luffy beamed. “Well, I don’t have one yet, but I will! And you’re really strong! So you should be my first member!”  

Something in her chest ached. He said it so easily, like it was the simplest thing in the world. Join me. Just like that. Before she could answer, the older boy stepped forward, gaze sharp. “Ignore him,” he said flatly. “He asks everyone.”  

Luffy pouted. “Not everyone—just the cool people!”  

Y/N’s smirk deepened as she turned her attention to the second boy. He was different. Not just in the way he carried himself, but in the way he looked at her—calculating, trying to figure her out. He didn’t trust her. That was smart.  

“And you?” she asked, tilting her chin toward him. “What’s your name?”  

He hesitated for only a second. “Portgas D. Ace.”  

Y/N blinked, something flickering in her expression for half a heartbeat. That name… she knew it. But from where?  

She pushed the thought aside. Now wasn’t the time.  

“Well, Monkey D. Luffy,” she said, turning back to the younger boy with a teasing lilt, “I hate to disappoint, but—” she hesitated, watching his expectant face.  

She wanted to join. She wasn’t sure why, wasn’t sure what about him made her want to believe in something again. But something about him made her think that if she stayed, maybe, just maybe, she wouldn’t be alone anymore.  

Her fingers brushed against the blade Kou had given her, and she made a decision. Her smile softened, but her eyes were sharp. “—I suppose I’ll stick around. For now.”  

Luffy cheered, throwing his fists into the air. “Alright! My first crew member!”  

Ace groaned. “She didn’t say that!”  

Luffy wasn’t listening. He just grinned at her like she’d given him the world. And for the first time in a long time, Y/N didn’t feel like taking it away.

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Y/N had never intended to stay long.

She told herself that every time she found herself lingering at the edge of the forest, watching as Ace and Luffy bickered over food or ran wild through the Jungle or Grey Terminal. She wasn’t meant to get attached. This was just a stop, a detour before she moved on.

And yet… she stayed.

It wasn’t intentional—at least, not at first. It started with simple curiosity. She watched from a distance as Ace skillfully navigated the lawless chaos of the terminal and the unpredictableness of the forest, as if it was second nature. Luffy, meanwhile, charged headfirst into everything, often requiring Ace to drag him out of trouble. The contrast amused her.

Then, there were the challenges. Luffy never stopped asking her to join his crew, declaring with absolute certainty that she belonged with them. Ace, on the other hand, remained suspicious, always watching her with guarded eyes. He never asked why she was here or where she came from, but Y/N could tell he was waiting for her to prove herself untrustworthy.

So, she let them get to know her in pieces.

She showed them her strength first. When a group of bandits tried to steal Luffy’s food, she made quick work of them with the blade Kou had given her. Ace had watched her fight with narrowed eyes, but when it was over, he gave her the smallest nod of approval.

Next came her abilities. She never outright explained what she could do, but they noticed. Luffy pointed at the way the vines curled around her ankles when she was deep in thought. Ace side-eyed the way her fingers brushed over a dying flower, only for it to bloom moments later.

But it was Luffy who asked. “Is it a Devil Fruit?”

Y/N hesitated, rolling a rose between her fingers. “The Flora-Flora fruit.”

He grinned. “Cool!”

Ace, of course, was more skeptical. “You don’t use it much,” he noted. “Why?”

She smirked. “Wouldn’t want to make things too easy, would I?”

Over time, she learned about them too. She learned that Luffy was stubborn beyond reason, always throwing himself into fights he couldn’t win, only to get back up every time. That he was reckless and impossible, but had a way of making people believe in him.

She learned that Ace carried a weight on his shoulders he never spoke about. That he hated his father—whoever that was. That sometimes, when he thought no one was looking, his smile would falter. She didn’t ask. She understood the weight of untold stories.

One night, while they sat around a small fire, Luffy stretched his arms behind his head and grinned up at the stars. “We should be a crew!” he declared.

Ace scoffed. “You’re an idiot.”

Y/N hummed. “I thought you already decided that we were.”

Luffy beamed at her. Ace groaned. Maybe she hadn’t planned to stay. Maybe she was still telling herself she’d leave soon.

But for the first time in a long time, she wasn’t in a hurry.

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Over the past year, Y/N, Ace, and Luffy had become inseparable. Their days were filled with training, fights, and reckless adventures, pushing each other to their limits.

Ace had grown stronger, his fighting style becoming sharper and more refined. His punches hit harder, his movements were faster, and his endurance was nearly unmatched. Y/N sparred with him often, each battle a contest of speed and willpower. Neither ever backed down, both too stubborn to yield.

Luffy, ever determined, had grown tougher. His rubber body could withstand more force, and while he was still impulsive, his attacks carried more weight. He bounced back from every fall, grinning through every bruise. Y/N teased him constantly, but she couldn’t deny his spirit was contagious.

She had changed too.

Her control over the Flora Fruit had improved. No longer relying solely on instinct, she practiced relentlessly, learning how to manipulate her vines faster, how to make them strike with more precision. She discovered new ways to grow her plants, experimenting with different tactics. Thorns could be weapons, petals could be distractions, roots could be snares. The possibilities were endless, Y/N was no longer just surviving—she was thriving.

Kou’s blade was always at her side, its weight a familiar comfort. She had learned to wield it alongside her Devil Fruit, blending swordplay with her abilities. Ace had called it annoying. Luffy said it was awesome.

They fought together, laughed together, collapsed in exhaustion together. They argued over food, over training, over who was the strongest. They chased their dreams, even when they didn’t fully understand them yet. And for the first time in her life, Y/N felt something she had never known before.

Belonging.

She didn’t have to fight for a place at their side. She didn’t have to prove herself over and over just to be wanted. With Ace and Luffy, she just was. And she didn’t want to lose that.

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The morning mist clung to the trees as Y/N, Ace, and Luffy sat underneath the treehouse, lazily finishing off a meal of half-burnt meat. Luffy, of course, was stuffing his face, while Ace leaned back on his elbows, eyes half-lidded with satisfaction. Y/N sat cross-legged, absently twirling a thorned rose between her fingers. It had been a quiet morning—until the ground shook beneath them.

A booming laugh split the air, deep and commanding. Birds scattered from the treetops, and before Y/N could react, an enormous shadow loomed over them.

“ACE! LUFFY!”

Ace cursed, rolling onto his feet, while Luffy nearly choked on his food. Y/N blinked as a mountain of a man stomped toward them, grinning like a madman. His presence alone was suffocating, radiating authority and raw power. Before she could fully process what was happening—a giant fist slammed into Ace and Luffy’s heads with a thunderous crack.

"OWWW!" Luffy wailed, rolling on the ground.

Ace gritted his teeth, rubbing the fresh bump. "Damn it, old man! You trying to kill us?!"

Garp planted his fists on his hips, beaming like he hadn’t just nearly concussed his grandsons. “Good! You brats are still alive.” His eyes flicked over to Y/N, and the grin faltered slightly. "And who's this?"

Y/N tilted her head, giving him a once-over. He looked familiar—rugged, gray-haired, an air of arrogance and absolute confidence. And yet, she had never met him before.

Luffy sat up, rubbing his head. “That’s Y/N!” he chirped. "She’s my crew!"

Ace scoffed. “Your crew? She’d rather be my first mate.”

Y/N smirked. "You two would be lost without me."

Garp stared at her for a long moment. His sharp gaze flickered over her stance, her confidence, the lazy way she held herself, as if she weren’t remotely intimidated by him. “Hmph.” He crossed his arms. “You got guts, kid.”

Y/N leaned back on her hands. “Wouldn’t have survived this long without them.”

Ace groaned. “Don’t encourage her.”

Garp let out a bark of laughter, but there was something thoughtful in the way he watched her. “You’re strong,” he noted. “And I don’t just mean that Devil Fruit of yours.”

Y/N’s fingers curled slightly around the rose in her palm. He hadn’t seen her fight, hadn’t tested her strength, but somehow—he already knew.

She offered him a mock salute. “Flattery will get you nowhere, old man.”

Garp grinned. “Oh, I like this one.” Then, without warning, his fist came flying.

Y/N barely had time to react. She twisted out of the way as his punch obliterated the log she had been sitting on, sending splinters flying. Her feet skidded across the dirt as she regained her balance, eyes narrowing.

“What the hell?” she snapped.

Garp grinned wider. “Just making sure you can keep up.”

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For most people, surviving in the wilderness was a challenge. For Ace, Luffy, and Y/N?

It was hell.

“Faster, brats!” Garp’s booming voice echoed through the forest as the three of them ran for their lives—literally. Behind them, a pack of ferocious beasts, bigger than any Y/N had ever seen, chased them down.

Luffy screamed. “WHY ARE THEY SO FAST?!”

Ace gritted his teeth. “Old man’s insane!”

Y/N, panting but grinning, looked over her shoulder at the enormous creatures. “I don’t know! This is kinda fun!”

“NOT FUN!” Luffy wailed.

Garp, running beside them with zero effort, grinned. “If you can’t outrun some oversized puppies, how do you expect to survive at sea?”

Ace shot him a glare. “A NORMAL PERSON WOULD JUST TEACH US HOW TO FIGHT!”

“Who said I was normal?!”

With that, Garp leaped into the air and delivered a monstrous punch to the ground, shaking the entire forest. The impact sent dirt, trees, and the monstrous beasts flying. Y/N skidded to a stop, eyes wide. “Okay. That was kinda cool.”

Luffy groaned, flopped on his back. “I think I died…”

Ace, breathing heavily, wiped the sweat from his brow. “I hate him.”

Garp laughed. “Good! Hate makes you stronger!” He cracked his knuckles, grinning. “Now get up! We’re just getting started!”

“Dodge, brat!”

“I’M TRYING!” Luffy cried as he barely ducked under Garp’s massive fist. The punch grazed him, sending him spinning like a top. Ace was on the ground, groaning, while Y/N wiped blood from the corner of her mouth, her blade still gripped tightly in her hands.

Garp nodded at her. “At least you’re still standing.”

She smirked, twirling the sword. “You hit like a grandpa.”

Garp’s grin widened. “Oh, really?”

CRASH! 

The next punch sent her straight through a tree. She groaned from the wreckage. “Okay… maybe that one hurt a little.”

Ace, dragging himself up, growled. “This training is insane.”

Garp crossed his arms. “You think the sea is gonna take it easy on you?”

Ace clenched his fists, anger burning in his eyes. “No.”

Luffy sat up, his usual smile returning. “Nope! We’re gonna get so strong that no one can stop us!”

Y/N, wiping the dirt from her cheek, smirked. “Damn right we are.”

Garp let out a hearty laugh. “GYAH HA HA! That’s more like it! Now, get back up. We’re not done yet!”

And so, the brutal training continued.

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The clearing echoed with the sounds of clashing wooden swords, fists meeting flesh, and the occasional yelp from Luffy as he miscalculated a move. The trio had been sparring for hours, pushing each other’s limits like they always did. Eventually, exhaustion won, leaving them sprawled across the grass, bruised and breathless.

The sun was beginning to set, casting warm hues over the treetops of Mt. Colubo. The distant crackling of a campfire was the only sound—until Ace, arms behind his head, casually dropped a bombshell.

“She’s joining my crew.”

Y/N, who had just taken a sip of water, nearly choked. Luffy, on the other hand, sat up so fast it was a miracle he didn’t snap his neck. “NO, SHE’S NOT!”

Ace barely glanced at him. “Yeah, she is. She’d be an idiot to follow someone as reckless as you.”

Luffy gasped, scandalized. “I’M NOT RECKLESS!”

“You tried to fight a bear last week,” Y/N reminded him.

Luffy pouted. “It was asking for it.”

“No, it wasn’t,” Ace deadpanned before returning to the original topic. “Anyway, she’s better off under my flag. I’ll be the strongest, so it makes sense she’d sail with me.”

Luffy clenched his fists. “But I’m gonna be Pirate King! So Y/N has to be in my crew!”

Y/N hummed, rocking back on her heels. “Have to?”

Luffy turned to her, nodding furiously. “Yeah! You’re my first crew member!”

Ace snorted. “How can she be your first crew member when I called dibs?”

“You can’t call dibs on a person!” Luffy shot back.

Ace smirked. “I just did.”

Luffy groaned, pulling at his hair. “Y/N! Tell him you’re in my crew!”

Ace smirked at her. “Or you could tell him the truth.”

Y/N crossed her arms, taking her time. She looked between the two brothers, both watching her with comically intense expressions, and then let out a thoughtful hum. “Well… I do like the idea of being the first mate to a powerful captain.”

Luffy beamed. Ace smirked.

“…Which is why I think I’ll start my own crew.”

Both boys froze. Luffy’s jaw practically hit the floor. “HUH?!”

Ace stared at her before scoffing. “You’re kidding.”

Y/N grinned, tilting her head playfully. “Why not? Maybe you two should join my crew.”

Luffy looked horrified. “THAT’S NOT HOW THIS WORKS!”

Ace groaned. “You’re so annoying.”

Y/N laughed, stretching as she turned to leave. “You both better work hard, then. Maybe I’ll consider one of you.”

She walked away, leaving them sitting there in stunned silence.

Luffy huffed, crossing his arms. “She’s still gonna be in my crew.”

Ace scowled. “Yeah, right.”

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The night air was cool, and the flickering firelight danced across the clearing, casting long shadows. Luffy was lying on his back, arms sprawled out, his snoring the only sound breaking the quiet. Y/N sat across from Ace, twirling a small twig between her fingers, watching as he stared into the fire with an unreadable expression.

“So,” Ace finally said, voice quieter than usual. “You ever think about parents?”

Y/N raised a brow at the sudden question but leaned back on her hands. “Not really,” she said easily. “Never had much of a reason to.”

Ace scoffed. “Yeah. Me neither.” He grabbed a small rock and tossed it into the flames, watching as embers sparked up before settling.

Y/N tilted her head. She could feel something heavier beneath his words. “You gonna get to the point, or are we just making small talk tonight?” she teased.

Ace exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck. He glanced at her, then back at the fire. “Luffy already knows, so I guess you should know too,” he muttered. He shifted uncomfortably, like the words themselves were difficult to say. Then, after a moment, he finally admitted, “My dad was Gol D. Roger.”

Y/N’s fingers stilled against the twig.

She blinked once. Twice. Then she let out a low whistle. “Damn.”

Ace shot her an unimpressed look. “That’s all you’ve got to say?”

“What do you want me to say?” Y/N smirked, tossing the twig into the fire. “That’s a lot to live up to. Or down to, I guess, depending on who you ask.”

Ace scoffed. “Tell me about it.”

Luffy stirred slightly in his sleep but didn’t wake, rolling onto his side with a muttered “Meat…”

Y/N shook her head in amusement before looking back at Ace. “I take it you’re not planning to follow in his footsteps?”

Ace’s jaw clenched. “I’m going to make my own name,” he said firmly. “I don’t care about his legacy. I just want to prove that I deserve to exist.”

Y/N frowned slightly at that but didn’t call him out on it. Instead, she leaned forward, resting her chin on her palm. “Well, lucky for you, you’re not him. You’re Ace. And Ace is an idiot, but a strong idiot.” She grinned. “So you’ll probably be fine.”

Ace rolled his eyes but didn’t argue. He looked at her for a moment before nudging her foot with his sandal. “What about you?”

“What about me?”

Ace narrowed his eyes slightly. “You never talk about your family.”

Y/N’s smile didn’t waver, but there was something more guarded in her gaze now. “Not much to talk about.”

Ace didn’t buy it, but he waited.

She exhaled, plucking a blade of grass from the ground and twisting it between her fingers. “Never knew my mom. My dad—” She twirled the grass once more, then let it go, watching the wind carry it away. “Well. He wasn’t exactly the nurturing type.”

Ace frowned. “You mean he—”

“He wasn’t there,” she cut in, voice light but firm.

Ace studied her carefully, then glanced down at his hands. “You know who he is, though?”

A slow smirk curled at Y/N’s lips. “I do.”

Ace’s brow furrowed. “You ever think about finding him?”

Y/N chuckled, leaning back again. “I think if he wanted to find me, he would’ve done it already.”

Ace hesitated. “…Do you hate him?”

Y/N hummed, tapping a finger against her chin. “Hate’s a strong word. Let’s just say—” Her gaze flickered toward the fire, something sharp and knowing in her eyes. “Some fathers are just easier to claim than others.”

Ace didn’t miss the weight in her words. He wanted to ask more, to press for answers, but he also knew better. Y/N would talk when she wanted to. Until then, he’d let her keep her secrets. Still, as they sat there, the fire crackling between them, he couldn’t shake the feeling that she understood him better than most.

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The campfire crackled softly as night fell over the forest. The day’s brutal training left Luffy sprawled out on the ground, groaning in exhaustion, while Ace and Y/N sat by the flames, tending to their minor bruises. Garp had left them alone for the night, probably off eating enough food to feed a village.

For a while, no one spoke, the silence thick with exhaustion. Then, Ace broke it. “Today kinda sucked,” he muttered, poking the fire with a stick.

Luffy groaned from the ground. “It sucked a lot.”

Y/N chuckled, rolling her shoulders. “At least we survived. Barely.”

Ace huffed a small laugh but didn’t say anything else. His expression had shifted, his usual fire dimmed. Y/N noticed immediately. She nudged him lightly with her shoulder. “What’s with the face?”

Ace hesitated before sighing. “I was just thinking… if Sabo were here, he’d probably call us idiots for putting up with this training.”

At the mention of the name, Luffy sat up. “Sabo wouldn’t let Gramps hit him, though! He was way too fast!”

Y/N tilted her head. “Sabo…?”

Ace glanced at her before staring back at the fire. “Yeah. Our brother.”

Y/N blinked, caught off guard. “Brother?”

Ace gave a small smirk. “Not by blood. But that didn’t matter.”

Luffy nodded enthusiastically. “Yep! Me, Ace, and Sabo—brothers forever! We even did a sake cup thingy to prove it!”

Y/N raised an eyebrow. “So, you two already had a third member in your little troublemaker gang?”

Ace chuckled. “Yeah. Back then, we were just kids, dreaming about setting out to sea together.”

Y/N noticed how his tone softened. How something heavy sat behind his words.

Luffy’s grin faltered slightly. “But… Sabo’s gone.”

Y/N’s playful expression faded. “…Gone?”

Ace clenched his fists, staring hard into the fire. “The nobles destroyed his ship. He… didn’t make it.”

Silence fell between them. The flickering flames cast shadows across Ace’s face, his expression unreadable, but Y/N could see the tension in his jaw. The way Luffy hugged his knees, eyes downcast. Y/N looked between them, then stared at the fire. “You guys must’ve really loved him.”

Ace’s fingers dug into his palms. “Of course, we did.”

Luffy sniffed, rubbing his nose. “He was our brother.”

Y/N was quiet for a moment before shifting, leaning back on her hands. “Then I guess I’ll have to be extra strong. To make up for the brother you lost.”

Both boys looked at her, surprised.

She smirked, looking at the stars. “You said you wanted me in your crew, right? Well, if we’re gonna take on the world together, I’ll be strong enough to stand beside you both. No matter what.”

Ace blinked, then exhaled, a small, genuine smile tugging at his lips.

“…Yeah. You better be.”

Luffy grinned. “We’ll all be strong enough! No one’s gonna stop us!”

—————————————————————

The fire crackled as the three of them sat together, a quiet understanding settling between them. The pain of loss lingered, but so did something else—something warmer. They weren’t just friends anymore. They were family.

Another year had passed on Dawn Island, and things had changed. Luffy had gotten taller, Y/N had gotten stronger, and Ace... Well, Ace had gotten more frustrated. Not because he wasn’t improving—he was. He was fast, strong, and sharper than ever. But there was one thing that set him apart from the other two, and Y/N never let him forget it.

He was the only one without a Devil Fruit.

"Alright, Who’s up?" Y/N stretched, her movements fluid and teasing. The sun glinted off her necklace, the one she never let out of her sight. The way she carried herself, so sure and effortless, made Ace’s heartbeat stutter—not that he’d ever admit it.

"Me!" Luffy grinned, already bouncing on his feet. "Gomu Gomu no—"

"Not you," Y/N cut in with a smirk. "Ace could use the practice. You know, as the only one here who's still a regular human?"

Ace twitched. "Oi."

Luffy snorted, barely containing his laughter as he stretched his arm to grab another hunk of meat. "She’s got a point, Ace. You don’t have any cool powers."

Ace scowled. "Yeah? Well, I don’t see either of you winning against me in a fair fight!"

Y/N gasped dramatically, placing a hand over her chest. "Oh no, whatever will I do without my Devil Fruit? It’s almost like I have skills."

Luffy grinned. "I dunno, Y/N. Pretty sure you’d be weaker without your powers."

She rolled her eyes. "Says the guy who only fights with his Devil Fruit."

Ace scoffed, arms crossed, but his focus was entirely on Y/N. The way she looked at him—not as someone she needed, not as someone she relied on, but as someone she could stand above—made his frustration burn hotter.

She always teased him, always laughed at his expense, but Ace wasn’t blind. There was a difference between the way she treated him and the way she treated Luffy. Luffy was her little brother—he could tell. But him?

Sometimes, Ace thought there might be something else. Other times, he figured she just liked getting under his skin. Y/N snickered, tilting her head. "You could always go out and get one, y'know. Maybe you'll find a really cool fruit."

Luffy lit up. "Ooh! What if he gets one that makes him a fish? He wouldn’t even be able to swim anymore!"

Y/N's grin widened. "I was thinking something funnier, like..." She tapped a finger to her chin. "A fruit that turns him into a chicken!"

Luffy burst into laughter, nearly choking on his food. "Baka Baka no Mi!"

Ace glared, his ears turning red. "You two are the worst."

Y/N leaned forward, smirking. "Just say the word, Ace, and I’ll grow you a fruit myself. Maybe I can make it taste extra nasty, just for you."

That damn smirk. Ace gritted his teeth. Why did she have to smile like that? Why did she have to look so—so—

He shook his head, standing up abruptly. "Yeah, no thanks," he muttered, rolling his shoulders. "I don’t need a Devil Fruit to beat you."

She only hummed, her smirk not fading. "I guess we’ll see about that."

And as they started their sparring match, with Luffy cheering and Y/N laughing every time she dodged him, Ace couldn’t shake the thought: If I did have a Devil Fruit… would she stop looking at me like that? Would she take me seriously? Would she—finally—see me the way I was starting to see her?

The fire crackled softly in the dim light of the evening, casting flickering shadows over the trees. Luffy lay sprawled on the ground, arms behind his head, a half-eaten piece of meat balanced on his stomach. Ace sat nearby, poking at the fire with a stick, his jaw clenched slightly tighter than usual.

Luffy noticed.

He always noticed, even if people thought he was too dumb to pick up on things. And lately, Ace had been acting… weird. Not in a bad way, but in a way that made Luffy squint at him like he was trying to solve a puzzle. Then, Y/N’s laughter rang out from where she sat sharpening her blade a little ways off, and Ace—who had been perfectly still—suddenly stiffened, his grip on the stick tightening.

Luffy blinked. Oh. He grinned.

"Ohhh, I get it," Luffy said, sitting up.

Ace shot him a glance. "Hah?"

"You like her!"

Ace nearly choked on air. "What?! No, I don’t!" His face went red, and he shoved Luffy’s hat down over his eyes. "Shut up, idiot!"

Luffy pushed his hat back up, laughing. "You totally do!"

Ace turned away, crossing his arms. "Tch. You don’t know what you’re talking about."

Luffy tilted his head, grinning wider. "Then why do you always get all mad when she teases you?"

"I get mad because she’s annoying!"

"But you don’t get that mad when I do it."

Ace opened his mouth, then closed it, realizing Luffy had a point.

Luffy rocked back and forth, humming. "And you stare at her a lot."

"I do not—!"

"You do."

Ace groaned, dragging a hand down his face. "Luffy, drop it."

Luffy didn’t drop it. "You wanna kiss her, don’tcha?"

Ace nearly set himself on fire. "WHAT?!"

Luffy laughed so hard he fell backward. "Hahaha! You totally do! Ace and Y/N, sittin’ in a tree—"

Ace tackled him. "SHUT UP!"

The two wrestled, Luffy still cackling while Ace tried to strangle the life out of him—not that it worked, since Luffy was basically rubber. Eventually, Ace gave up, flopping onto his back, scowling at the sky.

Luffy, still grinning, peeked over at him. "So? Are you gonna tell her?"

Ace didn’t answer right away. His gaze shifted over to where Y/N was, watching as she absentmindedly twirled the blade Kou had given her, her focus sharp, her smirk playing at the corners of her lips.

She was always teasing, always pushing, always one step ahead. And Ace… Ace didn’t know if she’d ever take him seriously. He sighed. "Doubt she’d care even if I did."

Luffy blinked. "Why not?"

Ace shrugged, gaze distant. "She doesn’t need anyone."

Luffy frowned, thinking. "Yeah, but… needing someone and liking someone are different things."

Ace’s breath hitched slightly. He glanced at Luffy, who had a rare, thoughtful look on his face. Then, Luffy grinned again. "But I guess if you’re too scared—"

Ace smacked him.

The sun had nearly set, bathing the trees in a warm glow. Ace sat on a low branch, arms folded, watching as Y/N stretched lazily on the ground. Luffy was off somewhere getting more food to stuff his face, leaving just the two of them in the clearing.

Y/N exhaled, draping herself across the grass. "Y'know, I think I like you, Ace."

Ace nearly fell out of the tree. He caught himself at the last second, gripping the branch so hard his knuckles turned white. His head snapped down toward her. "W-What?!"

Y/N rolled onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow, an amused glint in her eyes. "What, too much for you?" She smirked. "You always get so flustered when I tease you. I figured I'd just get it out of the way."

Ace’s brain short-circuited. His heart was pounding, and he couldn't tell if she was joking or not.

"You… you're messing with me." His voice wasn't as steady as he wanted it to be.

She gave a dramatic sigh. "I could be." She tapped her chin. "Or maybe I'm serious, and this is just my way of seeing how much of a chicken you are."

Ace scowled, heat creeping up his neck. "I'm not a chicken."

Y/N grinned. "Then prove it."

He froze. "Huh?"

She sat up, resting her chin on her palm. "If I actually liked you, what would you do?"

Ace opened his mouth, then closed it. His brain was working at half speed, caught somewhere between she’s joking, she’s totally joking and but what if she’s not? Y/N watched him struggle, and her smirk softened—just a little. "Relax, firefly," she murmured. "I wouldn’t make it that easy for you."

Ace gulped. "What’s that supposed to mean?"

She stood, brushing dirt off her clothes. "Guess you’ll have to figure it out."

And with that, she turned and walked off, leaving Ace sitting there, heart hammering, face burning, and brain officially fried. Luffy returned a minute later, mouth full of meat. He took one look at Ace’s expression and grinned.

"She got you good, huh?"

Ace was doomed.

He’d fought against it, denied it, and tried to ignore it—but after another year of Y/N’s teasing smirks, effortless strength, and the way she just fit beside them like she’d always belonged… there was no point pretending anymore.

He was in love.

It wasn’t just a crush, not anymore.Not when his heart raced whenever she threw an arm around his shoulders after a fight, or how he found himself staring when she laughed—really laughed, the kind she only did when she let her guard down. It was in the quiet moments, too, when she wasn’t teasing or fighting but just there, beside him, completely comfortable in his presence.

And it was driving him insane.

"You're making that stupid face again."

Ace snapped out of his daze to find Y/N leaning against a tree, arms crossed, a knowing look on her face. He scowled. "What face?"

She grinned. "That one. The 'I’m thinking too hard but don’t wanna admit it' face."

"I don’t have a face like that," he grumbled, crossing his arms.

"You so do." She pushed off the tree and sauntered closer. "What’s got you all broody? Luffy steal your food again?"

Ace rolled his eyes. "I’m not broody."

Y/N tilted her head, studying him. "Then what? You’ve been weird lately."

His stomach flipped. "I’m not weird."

"Debatable." She smirked. "But seriously, what’s up with you?"

Ace hesitated. He wanted to say something—maybe not everything, but something. He looked at her, at the way the sunlight caught the edges of her hair, the familiar mischief in her eyes. She was waiting.

So he did what he always did when she got too close to the truth. He smirked. "Just thinking about how I’m gonna beat you in our next fight."

Y/N raised a brow. "Oh? Bold of you to assume you can."

"I will," he shot back. "You won’t be able to rely on your Devil Fruit forever."

She scoffed, poking his chest. "Neither will you, firefly. Oh wait, you still don’t have one!"

Ace groaned. "I hate you."

Y/N laughed, stepping back. "No, you don’t."

She said it so easily, so confidently, like she knew him better than he knew himself. And the worst part? She was right, and Ace should’ve seen it coming.

Y/N had a way of getting under his skin, slipping past his defenses with a teasing grin and sharp words that lingered long after she said them. It was infuriating. It was addicting. And it was dangerous. Ace was drowning in feelings he wasn’t ready to name, and Y/N? She knew.

Ace wasn’t sure when it happened—when maybe turned into definitely, when I might like you turned into something heavier, something that sat deep in his chest and refused to leave. But he knew one thing for sure: He loved Y/N.

And it was driving him insane.

She still teased him like it was a game, still threw maybe at him with a knowing smile, still left him wondering if she was serious or just playing around. But Ace wasn’t a fool—he could see it, the way her gaze softened when she thought he wasn’t looking, the way she lingered just a little longer when they sat side by side, the way she always had some quip ready to throw at him but never actually pushed him away.

Tonight was no different. The fire crackled between them, Luffy snoring a few feet away, blissfully unaware of the battle happening in Ace’s head. Y/N went back to leaning against a tree, absentmindedly playing with a petal from one of her conjured flowers, looking every bit as confident as ever.

"You’ve been staring, firefly," she said without looking up.

Ace tensed. "I have not."

"You have." She smirked, twirling the petal between her fingers. "You got something to say, or are you just gonna keep brooding over there?"

Ace exhaled sharply. "Yeah, actually, I do."

Y/N raised a brow, intrigued. "Oh? This should be good."

His heart was pounding, but he was tired of maybe. Tired of wondering, of pretending it wasn’t already too late for him. So he just said it.

"I love you."

Y/N froze. The petal slipped from her fingers, fluttering to the ground, forgotten. For once, she didn’t have a witty comeback.

Ace swallowed hard. His hands clenched into fists at his sides as he forced himself to keep going, to mean it. "And I don’t mean maybe. I don’t mean who knows. I love you, Y/N." He let out a short, humorless laugh. "And it’s really annoying, honestly, because you never make things easy, but I don’t care. I love you anyway."

Silence.

Then, slowly, Y/N tilted her head, lips twitching into something between a smirk and something softer. "Wow," she murmured. "Look at you, all bold and brave."

Ace groaned. "Don’t—"

"I like it."

His breath hitched. "You—?"

She pushed off the tree, stepping closer, stopping just a breath away. "Took you long enough."

And then, finally, finally, she grinned—genuine and warm, without any teasing edge. Ace felt his entire world tilt.

Y/N let out a quiet chuckle before settling down beside Ace, close enough that their shoulders brushed. She didn’t say anything, didn’t throw another teasing remark his way. Instead, she let her head rest lightly against him, her warmth steady against his side.

Ace hesitated for only a moment before wrapping an arm around her, pulling her in just enough to hold her there. She didn’t resist. They sat in silence, watching the fire crackle and flicker in the dark, the flames reflecting in their eyes.

For once, there were no jokes, no maybe, no games. Just them. Just this.

And for Ace, that was enough.

After Ace’s confession, things didn’t change as much as one might expect—at least, not outwardly.

Y/N still teased him mercilessly, and Ace still grumbled and flushed at her words. Luffy still remained oblivious to it all, claiming Y/N as his sister while Ace tried (and failed) to ignore how much he wished for more than that.

But something had shifted.

There were moments now—small, fleeting things that no one else would notice. The way Ace’s hand would linger just a second longer when helping Y/N up. The way her teasing would soften at the edges when it was just the two of them. The way their bickering felt less like a fight and more like an excuse to stay close.

Ace loved her. That much was certain.

But Y/N? She never gave him a straight answer. Instead, she would smile, tilt her head, and say things like, "Maybe I like you. Maybe I don't. Maybe you'll never know."

And it drove Ace insane.

Luffy, of course, found the whole thing hilarious.

“You’re the only one making this hard on yourself, y’know,” Luffy would say, grinning as he watched Ace scowl. “Y/N likes you. Probably. Maybe. Who knows?”

Ace would groan, burying his face in his hands as Luffy laughed.

But even with the uncertainty, even with the teasing, Ace never doubted one thing—Y/N was a part of his life now. A part of him.

And for as long as she stayed, he would take whatever she gave.

A month had passed since Ace confessed his love for Y/N. He didn’t push her for an answer, didn’t demand anything from her. Instead, he carried on like always—bickering with Luffy, training with her, laughing at her teasing—but there was something different.

He watched her more closely, always aware of her presence. The way she smiled at him, the way she touched his arm when she laughed—it all made his heart pound. But she never said anything, never hinted at whether she felt the same. And Ace, for all his confidence, was starting to wonder if he had been too reckless in telling her how he felt.

Then, one night, as they sat in the treehouse, watching the stars light up the dark sky, she spoke.

"You know," Y/N mused, hugging her knees to her chest, "I’ve been thinking about what you said."

Ace tensed. His fingers curled into the blanket beside him, but he kept his expression neutral. "Yeah?"

She turned her head to look at him, eyes glimmering with something unreadable. "Yeah," she said lightly. Then, after a pause, she smirked, bumping her shoulder against his. "I suppose I should tell you—"

Ace held his breath.

"—that I love you too."

For a moment, there was only the sound of the wind blowing. Then Ace exhaled sharply, like he had been holding onto something for far too long. His face broke into a wide, almost disbelieving grin. "Took you long enough," he muttered, but his voice was rough with emotion.

Y/N chuckled, tilting her head. "What can I say? I like to keep you on your toes."

Ace didn't hesitate—he pulled her into his arms, wrapping them around her in a tight, secure embrace. Y/N sighed against him, her body melting into his warmth as she rested her chin on his shoulder. They sat like that for a while, their fingers loosely intertwined. No teasing, no doubts—just the quiet certainty that they belonged to each other.

Under the Starlit Sky. The fire crackled softly, embers floating into the night sky as the three of them sat around it, bellies full from dinner. The air was thick with summer warmth, the kind that made the sea breeze feel like a gentle whisper against their skin.

Ace sat beside Y/N, their shoulders brushing in a way that felt intentional but unspoken. Their hands rested near each other on the ground, fingers occasionally grazing but never fully intertwining—at least not while Luffy was still paying attention.

Luffy, sprawled on his back, stared up at the sky with a contemplative look that didn’t suit him. “So… you guys are really in love, huh?” he asked suddenly, breaking the peaceful silence.

Y/N smirked, tilting her head. “Why? Jealous?”

Luffy made a disgusted noise, sitting up abruptly. “No way! It’s just weird.” He looked between them, squinting. “You guys are all mushy now.”

Ace scoffed. “We are not mushy.”

Luffy pointed at their hands, which were now suspiciously close. “You’re literally holding hands right now.”

Ace jerked back like he’d been caught stealing, cheeks burning. Y/N, however, simply laced her fingers through his, grinning. “And?” she challenged, daring Luffy to say something.

Luffy gagged. “Gross.”

Y/N only laughed, while Ace rubbed the back of his head, flustered but secretly pleased. Luffy flopped onto his back again, dramatically throwing an arm over his face. “Ugh. you two are making heart eyes at each other. This is the worst.”

Y/N leaned closer to Ace, voice dropping to a whisper. “Should we tell him we’ve been together for weeks now?”

Ace smirked. “Nah, let him suffer.”

Luffy groaned louder. “I can hear you, you know!”

Y/N snickered, resting her head against Ace’s shoulder. “Guess you’ll just have to get used to it.”

Ace glanced down at her, his heart feeling impossibly full. “Yeah,” he murmured, squeezing her hand. “Guess he will.”

And under the watchful gaze of the fire, the three of them remained—Ace and Y/N side by side, and Luffy grumbling, but still there, where he belonged.

The salty breeze from the ocean mixed with the sound of the jungle behind them, carrying the weight of unspoken words. Y/N sat with her arms wrapped around her knees, her gaze locked on the horizon.

“I’ve decided,” she said finally, breaking the silence.

Ace, sitting beside her, turned to her immediately. His fingers twitched against his knee, but he said nothing. Luffy, however, barely looked up from his meal, stuffing his face like he hadn’t eaten in days.

“About what?” Luffy asked through a mouthful of meat.

Y/N smirked, rolling her eyes at his usual antics before exhaling. “I’m setting sail with Ace.”

Luffy paused mid-bite. Ace, on the other hand, looked like she’d just smacked him over the head.

“With me?” Ace asked, his voice quieter than usual.

Y/N turned to face him fully. “For a year,” she clarified, smiling slightly. “After that, I’ll set out on my own for two years and then come back and sail with Luffy.”

For a long moment, Ace just stared at her, lips slightly parted as if he wasn’t sure he’d heard her right.

Luffy, however, broke the silence with an excited yell. “Wait, really?!” He jumped up, food forgotten. “You’re gonna come back and join my crew?”

Y/N chuckled at his enthusiasm. “That’s what I said, Captain.”

Luffy’s grin stretched wide. “This is awesome! You’re gonna get so strong sailing with Ace, and then when I start my journey, we’ll be unstoppable!” He started bouncing on his heels, looking between them with uncontainable excitement.

Ace, meanwhile, finally seemed to catch up to the moment. A slow, disbelieving smile stretched across his face, his shoulders relaxing. “You really want to?”

She nudged him playfully. “What, you think I’d let you run off and have all the fun without me?”

Ace let out a breath, rubbing the back of his neck. “I just… I didn’t want to ask. Didn’t want to make you feel like you had to.”

Y/N softened, tilting her head. “I’m not doing this because I have to. I want to.”

Ace’s grin widened, something undeniably happy lighting up his expression. Before he could stop himself, he grabbed her in a quick, firm hug.

Luffy, still bouncing with energy, practically tackled them both, wrapping his arms around them. “This is the best! We’re all gonna be the strongest pirates ever!”

Y/N laughed, ruffling his hair. “That’s the plan.”

Ace huffed a laugh, shaking his head but making no effort to pull away. “Guess we’d better make this year count, huh?”

Y/N met his gaze, her own eyes filled with certainty. “Yeah. We will.”

Luffy pumped his fist in the air. “And when I turn seventeen, we’ll all be pirates and take on the world!”

The fire crackled between them, but the promise they made burned even brighter.

The docks of Dawn Island were quieter than usual, the soft crash of waves against the shore filling the space between them. The sun hung low, casting golden light over the three of them—Ace, Y/N, and Luffy—standing together for the last time for who knew how long.

Luffy’s arms were crossed, his usual grin slightly dimmed, though his excitement for the future still sparked in his eyes. “You guys are really leaving, huh?”

Ace smirked. “Yeah, but we’ll see you again, Luffy. And by then, you better be stronger.”

Luffy puffed out his chest. “I will be! I’m gonna be the Pirate King, after all!”

Y/N chuckled, stepping forward and ruffling his hair. “That’s my little brother,” she teased. “You better keep up, Straw Hat.”

Luffy swatted at her hand but grinned. “And you better take care of Ace.”

Y/N turned to Ace with a slow, knowing smile. “Oh, don’t worry. I plan to take very good care of him.”

Ace sputtered, his ears turning red, but he quickly masked it with a scoff. “Like I need you looking after me.”

She stepped closer, her fingers brushing over the tattoo on his arm before trailing down to his wrist. “Mmm, I don’t know… you can be a bit reckless.” Her voice was honeyed, teasing. “Who’s going to make sure you don’t get yourself killed?”

Ace swallowed, his posture stiffening for half a second before he forced himself to roll his eyes. “You’re insufferable.”

Y/N smirked, leaning in just enough for her breath to tickle his ear. “And yet, you love me.”

Ace clenched his jaw, trying to keep his composure, but the corner of his lips twitched upward. “Unfortunately.”

Luffy made a disgusted noise. “Blegh! Stop being weird!”

Y/N threw her head back with a laugh, then turned to face Luffy one last time. “Alright, Monkey. Take care of yourself, alright?”

Luffy gave her a thumbs-up. “I will! You guys better not slack off either!”

Ace and Y/N grinned.

Then, with one final nod, they turned toward their ship.

Ace hesitated at the edge of the dock, glancing over his shoulder. “We’ll see you again, Luffy.”

Luffy grinned wide, unwavering. “Yeah! And when we do, I’ll be even stronger than both of you!”

Ace let out a short laugh before stepping onto the ship, Y/N right behind him. As the sails unfurled and the boat drifted away from shore, she watched Luffy grow smaller in the distance, her heart tugging just slightly.

Ace sighed, leaning against the railing. “He’s gonna be fine.”

Y/N nodded. “Yeah… but I’ll still miss him.”

Ace turned to her, his expression softening as he reached out, gently pulling her closer by the wrist. “Guess I’ll just have to distract you then.”

Y/N’s lips curled into a slow smirk. “Oh? And how exactly do you plan on doing that, Captain?”

Ace rolled his eyes but didn’t let go of her wrist. “I’m sure I’ll think of something.”

She hummed, stepping into his space, their bodies almost touching. “Well, you’d better. Otherwise, I might just get bored.”

Ace let out a breath, shaking his head. “You’re unbelievable.”

Y/N grinned. “And yet, you love me.”

This time, he didn’t deny it. Instead, he simply pulled her into his side, letting the warmth between them speak for itself as they sailed into the unknown together.

The sea was calm that evening, the waves lapping gently against the ship’s hull as the sky darkened into a canvas of twinkling stars. The ship had docked at a quiet island, far from the chaos of the Grand Line, a rare moment of peace in their journey.

Ace had been acting strange all day—distracted, fidgety, and suspiciously avoiding Y/N’s teasing glances. When he finally told her to meet him on the shore after sunset, she had raised a curious brow but agreed nonetheless.

Now, standing on the beach, Y/N let the soft ocean breeze play with her hair as she admired the lantern-lit setup before her. A blanket was laid out on the sand, with a spread of food and a bottle of sake beside it. The warm glow of the lanterns flickered, casting Ace in a golden hue as he stood there, hands on his hips, looking like he was trying very hard not to appear nervous.

Y/N tilted her head, smirking. “Ace… did you plan a date?”

Ace rubbed the back of his neck, looking away. “Maybe.”

She chuckled, stepping closer. “Look at you. Getting all romantic.”

“Shut up,” he muttered, but his ears were already burning red.

She took a seat on the blanket, looking up at him expectantly. “Are you gonna sit, or do I have to pull you down myself?”

Ace sighed, finally settling beside her. “You’re impossible, you know that?”

Y/N leaned in, her voice teasing. “You love me.”

He huffed but didn’t argue. Instead, he grabbed something from his pocket and held it out to her. “Here.”

Y/N blinked, looking at the small, carefully wrapped item in his palm. “What’s this?”

“Just take it.”

Curious, she took the gift and carefully unwrapped it. Inside was a delicate bracelet, crafted from black cord and accented with tiny silver charms—one shaped like a flame and the other like a rose. Y/N stared at it, her usual witty remarks momentarily failing her. “Ace…”

Ace fidgeted, avoiding her gaze. “I, uh… I saw it in a market a few weeks ago and thought it suited you.” He shrugged, acting nonchalant. “It’s nothing fancy, but…”

Y/N turned the bracelet in her hands, a slow smile spreading across her lips. “It’s perfect.”

Ace finally met her eyes. “Yeah?”

She nodded before slipping it onto her wrist, admiring how it fit perfectly. Then, without warning, she lunged forward, knocking him onto his back as she hovered over him, grinning.

Ace sputtered. “What the hell—?!”

Y/N leaned down, her voice warm. “You’re so sweet when you’re not trying to act all cool, y’know that?”

Ace groaned, turning his head to the side. “I regret this already.”

She laughed before pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. “No, you don’t.”

His grip on her waist tightened slightly. “…No, I don’t.”

They spent the rest of the night there, eating, talking, and basking in the quiet peace of just being together. The stars above them bore witness to their laughter, to the warmth between them, and to a love that, no matter where their journeys took them, would never fade.

The docks were quiet now, the last rays of the sun casting long shadows over the wooden planks. The salty breeze curled around them, tousling Ace’s dark hair and making them dance in the wind. Her small boat was ready, tied to the dock, waiting to carry her into the unknown.

Ace stood in front of her, hands in his pockets, the weight of their impending goodbye pressing down on them both. The silver charm she had given him now rested against his bare chest, the leather cord snug around his neck. He hadn’t taken it off since she fastened it there.

“So,” he said, voice lighter than he felt, “this is it.”

“For now,” Y/N corrected, a playful glint in her eyes. “Won't be long till we cross paths again.”

Ace huffed, shaking his head. “You don’t know that.”

Y/N smirked, stepping closer. “Gonna miss me?”

“Obviously.” His answer was immediate, with no hesitation.

She tilted her head up at him, fingers tracing the edge of his necklace. “You better not go falling for anyone else while I’m gone.”

Ace scoffed. “Like that’s even possible.”

For a moment, they just stood there, staring at each other, the weight of everything unsaid resting between them. Ace’s crew gave them space, lingering farther down the dock, pretending not to watch. Y/N inhaled deeply before exhaling, the teasing glint in her eyes softening into something more vulnerable. “I’ll come back.”

Ace nodded. “I know.”

But he wasn’t ready to let her go just yet. Before she could pull away, he reached for her, his hand warm as it cradled her face. Y/N’s breath caught, just for a second, before she leaned in, her hands resting lightly on his chest.

And then, she kissed him.

It wasn’t rushed or desperate, but it carried all the things neither of them could put into words. A promise. A reminder. A tether between them, even as the sea threatened to pull them apart. Ace sighed into the kiss, his grip tightening just slightly like he wanted to keep her there forever. But Y/N was never one to be held down.

When she pulled away, her lips curled into a soft, knowing smile. “I’ll see you again, Captain.”

Ace chuckled, though his voice was rough. “Yeah… see you soon.”

With one last glance, Y/N turned and stepped onto her small boat, untying the rope and pushing off into the open water. The waves carried her forward, her silhouette growing smaller against the horizon.

Ace stood there long after she had disappeared from sight, the taste of her still lingering on his lips, the charm she had given him pressed against his heart. They would find each other again.

[abbysimsfun]

Sims In Bloom: Generation 1 Pt. 10 (Reaffirmations of Love)

Even as they gained new wrinkles with softened physiques as they aged, Neal and Daisy still found each other irresistible. They could steal more romantic moments than they had in years, and rarely wasted an opportunity. They knew their good fortune to have found one another, as friends expressed disappointment with their own spouses. And then, of course, there was Bob. He showed up hours late to the barbeque, and soon the reason why became apparent. He had only recently started seeing Annette Rhoads, Henford’s mayor, though they tried to keep their relationship under wraps for the sake of town gossip. But when Annette found out she was expecting, she stepped down from her mayorship and moved in with Bob and his family.

The kids were wary of their new stepmother as no one had forgotten the memory of their mother – least of all Bob – and Annette was deeply in love but still frustrated that a lovechild had spoiled her political ambitions. But Bob was over the moon to be expecting again – he wanted more but Eliza wasn’t keen – and the Nesbitts celebrated the excitement of new life when little Elizabeth was born.

Daisy finally became a PhD of Pollen, among the top botanists in her field and certainly the best in Henford-on-Bagley. Her yard bloomed with perfect plants, and she loved basking in the smells and sounds of the chickens and bees while she meditated under her cherry trees. She truly lived an Outdoorsy life and loved it. She’d achieved so much, but she still yearned for more. She wanted to try to grow the largest crops the Finchwick Fair had ever seen. And she hungered for that UFO fruit.

To celebrate the end of summer, the Nesbitts again travelled to their favourite vacation spot, Granite Falls, where Neal delighted in the ways his growing children could interact with the natural world he’d loved since childhood. Holly fished beneath the falls for hours while Heather and River went for hikes together, and Daisy stayed close to Hazel at the campground. They were blessed this time with great weather, too. While Neal and Daisy took the tent, the kids pulled out sleeping bags and drifted off under the stars. Neal finally befriended the old hermit in the deep woods; once he got beyond the hermit’s rough and curmudgeonly exterior, he not only gave Neal and Holly plenty of fishing tips, but he also taught Neal a recipe for insect-infused fertilizer that Daisy was all too happy to test on her garden crops.

On the way home from Granite Falls, Neal and Daisy made a detour to Oasis Springs. Now that their kids were older, they wanted to show them the place they married thirteen years ago. The first time, only Heather was “there” in Daisy’s belly, but now all their kids could watch their loved-up parents renew their vows at the little chapel in the desert.

Daisy and Neal had both achieved so much. But what was in store for their next thirteen years together? ->

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[xmorguekittyx]

Ever Unlocked

Part 10: Devil’s Fruit

Part 9: Date Nights, Pizza and Cheap Beer

pairing: Officer!Leon Kennedy × Coroner's Assistant!Reader

warnings: smut, (please i’m willing to take constructive criticism! i want to learn to write smut better this is my first attempt), tears, dirty talk, choking, gagging, basically all smut this part but the next part will be dark and disturbing.

additional: i just started a new job and updates may be a tiny bit slower, maybe 2/3 maybe even 4 days apart (gonna try to stick to 3 at the maximum) but I AM NOT stopping updating. I am dedicated to this book and the next. I am also trying to educate myself more on better writing techniques, i am very dedicated to writing and furthering my style of writing to make it better for you all to read. NOT proof read! Thank you to all of those who stick around and read, i’m forever thankful <3

Sin. His lips felt like pure sin, eternal damnation behind those pouty, puffy, kiss swollen lips. "More- fuck-!", her lips were agape as she leaned her head back onto his soft pillows, they were flat and folded over. Her head pushing back into them as she tightened her legs around his head. The room was heavy with pants and the sound of squelching as Leon's tongue dipped between her folds once more. His large hands dimpling her soft, doughy flesh. Her thighs falling victim to the ache that his grip dug deep into them, leaving marks of purples and blues. She didn't care, as long as he was making her feel this good. His tongue lapped up her slick, it marred his face. He drank like a desert wanderer finally finding an oasis. She was his oasis. His face pulled back, his eyes going to hers as he looked up her body, her breasts freed from her bra as he reached up, taking one in his hands, massaging the supple flesh. "'so much of you to explore.", he looked like a kid in a candy store. "Wanna touch all of you.", he whispered, blowing his breath onto her aching clit. "Leon~", she whined, her hips wiggling as the absence of him made her mind fog up. She needed him, more of him. "Getting distracted.", she had the most pitiful tone, her head rolling from one side to another, her hand tightening in his hair, the tug at his scalp and an annoyed groan caused the man to smile. "You 'so pretty, i just wanted to take a minute to admire.", he chuckled, "admire while you're working.", she pouted, her upper body raising as she leaned on her elbows. "You make such a mess when you eat.", she giggled, her hand brushing at the hair she had bunched up in her fist, his chin and cheeks were shining in the lightening.  He collected the slick that collected at the edge of his lips on his finger, her cum pebbled onto his finger pad as he placed his finger between her lips.

    She moaned, her eyes closing as she sucked at his thumb, his breath caught, her plump lips looked so pretty. "I was just playing, Lee. I think it's cute you're so messy... bet you were so excited to taste. Couldn't even eat like a gentleman, you're just making a mess all over the bed and yourself, you should be more care-", her voice wheezed out. He wrapped his opposite hand around her throat, "You shouldn't complain so much for someone who came on my tongue twice. Could've left your whiny ass all aching and empty.", he wouldn't have, he wanted her to want him. "Could've let you finger fuck yourself while i sat back and watched.", he pushed his fingers farther back into her mouth, nearly reaching her throat and gagging her. He wanted her to be quiet. "Watched your dirty little cunt suck in your little fingers, bet you can't even stretch yourself out.", his breath fanned her face, brushing her heated flesh as he spoke. "Gonna need you all puffy and worked out to fit in there...", he nearly growled, his hand falling from her lips, he'd used his fingers to work into her soaked cunt. He let out a whine as he felt her walls flutter against his fingers, adding in another as she moaned against his hold, it was loud as he hadn't pressed down onto her throat yet, he just loosely held her. "Shut up.", he whispered, "i have neighbors. You're so fucking loud.", he growled, his eyes closing as he listened to the wet noise that filled the room. Her breath and his mingling as he pumped his fingers, curling them as she closed her thighs over his hand.

"'s too much-", she was barely audible, her legs fighting to stay closed. "Please-", she had tears falling from the corner of her eyes. "Leon-", her body felt like it was on fire, his thumb rubbing circles on her puffy clit. Her hands pressed against his chest, she pushed against him, her legs shaking as she sucked in breaths. "Shh...", his hand moved to cup the back of her head, his body next to hers as he shifted to where he could tilt her head up. "One more. Give me one more and i'll stop.", he whispered, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. "Come on, bunny girl. One more.", his voice felt like the voice of reason. The voice that could control her mind as she felt the building pressure, her lips quivering as tears flooded her cheeks. "I can't- i can't-", she gasped, his hand tilted her neck, lifting her head up so he could get a better look at her. "Yes, you can.", Leon was determined to be the one, the one that could get her off.

   Leon was no sex god, he was fucking awful. He still had a problem of cumming, oh so, quickly. He was so pussy drunk, he loved being sucked into a warm pussy. He hadn't had many sexual encounters but he had slept with his ex a few times, also ejaculating so early and she would be annoyed with him. He'd grown to enjoy overstimulating, he knew that at least, he'd get her there fingers or not.

  She cried out, her back arching, head pressing further into his hand as she released, her cum coaxing his fingers as he continued to hit that soft, spongy area, fingers jack hammering in a constant tempo. "Atta girl. I knew you could do it.", he smirked, pressing a kiss onto her tear coated cheek. "You did so good, bunny.", he leaned up, his chest over hers as he placed his body over her in a cage, trapping her to the bed. Her sniffles and whimpers turned him on like nothing else ever had before, his cock was so painfully erect, the tip pressed against his stomach as he looked down upon her pink cheeks. "Good bunnies deserve a treat... Do you want a treat, bunny?", he asked her softly, his eyes connected to hers, those baby blues so soft and sweet despite the authorial tone he used on her.

   "Please-", she nodded, her legs wrapping around his waist as she pressed her hands against his back, feeling his muscles tense under her fingers. "Please, Lee...", she was so so desperate for the moment he and her, became one. Ever since that look they shared on the couch, the one that led to them nearly crashing in the storm. The one that lead to him pulling her into his apartment and quickly stripping her of her clothes, she didn't even get a chance to look around his apartment. His lips barely left hers until he was backing her into his room and onto his bed. "Please, what?", he wanted to hear her ask for it, beg for it and he wasn't going to back down until she was near breaking. He couldn't look away, her flushed face, tear tracked cheeks and red eyes, her hair fanned out behind her head. She whined, throwing her head back to press into his bedding. "No-", he grabbed at her chin, "none of that. You're a smart girl, ask me for what you want.", god, he wanted her to ask, but he could feel his resolve cracking. He just needed his cock in her, to feel those walls squeeze down on him. "Please, fuck me.", she whispered her hand going between them, her fingers brushing over the precum soaked tip. "So hard~", she groaned, "so big... please, Lee. Need you in me.", she cried softly. "Wanna feel you-", his hand fell on her mouth, he was gonna cum just by hearing her fucking words. He was pathetic, he was so weak for her. "Shut up- dirty ass words- gonna make me cum and i haven't even put it in.", he was such a loser.

  Leon's thumb pressed right under the the tip of his dick, he pressed into her folds. He rut into her slowly, her cum lubricating his cock as he felt his muscles tense and release. "Feels so good, bunny.", he sighed, he needed a second, a second away from her words, away from the moment. He breathed deeply before he started i push into her, his tip sucked into her dripping hole. He sucked a breath between his teeth, hissing at the feeling of her walls fluttering around just a small part of him. "Bunny~", he could've came then and there, her whine of pleasure as she pressed her heels into his back. "Lee, more-", she whispered, his hips slowly sunk down, pushing his length through her pulsating canal, a moan of pain and pleasure ripped from her lips as his pubic bone pressed into hers, she dug her nails into his back, her tears falling once more as she felt him hooked into her. "God- 's tight, you're gonna kill me.", he gasped, pulling his hips back until just the tip remained inside as he pushed into her again, hearing the hiss of pain from her lips. "Sorry-", Leon cradled her head to his shoulder, "it's not...", he looked down at the crown of her head. "No, no... it's just... been a while.", she admitted with a defeated tone, her eyes closing as he moved slowly, pulling in and out as his tip kissed her cervix. She gave small, tiny grunts of pain as he bottomed out. "Shh... it'll feel better in a moment, sweet girl.", he cooed to her softly as he felt her tears slid down his shoulder. He placed his hand under her lower back, tilting her so his tip kissed that spongey part, her groans turned into soft gasps as he moved quicker, hitting her g-spot as she cried out.

   "Gonna cum- soon-", his tone was tense, his hips slowly starting to stutter as he pounded into her, the bed shifting in sync with his thrusts. "Oh, God- Bunny...", he moaned, his head falling forwards and his forehead resting on her collarbone. "Shit-", he hissed, his cock twitching. "Cum... want your cum in me.", she whispered in his ear, her tears drying as she tightened her hold on him. "Please, Leon, need you to pump me full.", she didn't want kids, she was on birth control, she had the IUD, she'd gotten it only months ago as she had wanted to perhaps eventually get lucky with the Rookie, and here she was... the Rookie, moaning and thrusting into her. His hips faltering as he whimpered, his balls clenching and dick twitching as he shot thick, sticky ropes into her, he slowly rode out his high, his fingers digging so hard into her hipbone she was surprised he hadn't bruised her already. His pants were music to her ears, he dropped his weight onto her, causing her to whine as the air was knocked from her.

  "Shit- sorry...", he looked up at her, those azure eyes something she'd never tire of. Her fingers entangled in his hair as his cheek rested on her chest. She could feel his cock softening in her, she didn't mind this. She didn't think she'd ever mind this. If the future her and the Rookie could potentially have was this nice... she didn't see why she'd need anything else. This was perfect.

  Nearly perfect. This was nearly perfect. Leon had thought about what could've happened, had that old bitch said anything more about him to his lover. His eyes stayed on her face, he was memorizing every single blemish, every single spot and divot. He knew he had to have her forever, here she was in his bed, under him. He'd have to make this permanent. He couldn't afford small things like a nosey neighbor or a broken mug ruin his chances at that perfect life he'd planned for himself. He found himself diving into the what ifs as her fingers played with his hair. He wanted this forever, this was the future he was going to have. He was going to have it, neighbors and glassware, be ware. He'd do whatever it took to keep his perfect innocent bunny trapped with him. He was ready...

[jerzwriter]

Thank you to @rookiemartin for this ask. I had to get creative with this! LOL Of course, the 100-word mark with me? About as likely to happen as Tobias not irking Ethan. lol I hope you enjoy this silliness.

Book: Open Heart (Post Series) Characters: Ethan Ramsey, Tobias Carrick Rating: Teen Words: 737 Summary: Ethan gives Tobias a lift home from work when his car is in the shop. But a quick stop at the grocery store on the way turns into chaos. A/N: Participating in @choicesseptemberchallenge2023 Day 22, Friends. Barely proofed this; I hope it's not too bad, peeps! Just a little fun.

The soothing sound of the automatic doors ushered Ethan and Tobias into the grocery store on this unseasonably warm autumn day. It felt like an oasis as the frigid air hit them, and Tobias groaned with delight.

“Goddamn, that feels good,” he growled, leading to peculiar stares from several customers in the produce and an eye roll from his friend at his side.

“Simmer down, Carrick,” Ethan warned. “It’s beginning to sound like our old Hopkin’s apartment.”

“Heh. It sure is. Is that Mr. Brightside playing?”

Ethan stood silently, straining to hear the music over the chatter, then nodded.

“Look at that, it is.”

“Jesus! When did music from our med school career become supermarket music? This is not acceptable.”

“We can’t stop time, Tobias, but we can age like fine wine.”

“Shit,” Tobias chuckled. “You don’t have to tell me, pops. I’m glad you’re finally on board.”

“Is this the thanks I get for giving you a lift home from work, including a pit stop at the store, after a sixteen-hour day?”

“All right, that’s fair,” Tobias smiled. “But let’s be real, you only agreed to stop at the store because I need to get some things for Sammy. You would have told me where to put it if it were for me.”

Ethan couldn’t contain his grin. “Well, my goddaughter is much cuter than you....”

“You’ll get no arguments from me,” the new dad concurred.

“I’m going to pick some vegetables for my salad,” Ethan informed. “ We can meet by the registers when we’re done.”

“Sounds good. I’ll be quick. I’d rather be looking at my beautiful wife and little girl than your mug. No offense.”

“None taken,” Ethan grinned as he began filling his cart. But a moment later, Tobias’s laughter filled the air.

“What?” Ethan groaned, almost afraid to ask.

“Nothing,” Tobias replied as he grabbed his phone from his pocket. 

Curious, Ethan began walking his way. “What are you doing? Are you taking pictures of fruit?”  

Tobias turned like a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar.

“Oh, uh...I... I’m just sending Casey a picture.”

Ethan stretched his neck to look at the subject of the photo and dragged a hand down his face with a sigh. “Are you thirteen?”

“Thirteen?” Tobias questioned while placing an erotically deformed peach and a well-developed banana into an even more questionable pose. “I think you’re being generous. I would have said eleven, twelve, tops.”

“Why are you doing this?” Ethan whispered.

“Come on? Don’t you see it? The peach totally looks like a....”

“I know what the peach looks like,” Ethan spoke loudly, drawing all attention their way. “What I don’t understand is why you’re photographing fruit porn!”

“I have to send it to Casey,” Tobias replied, almost insulted that the answer wasn’t plain as day. “If she was here, we’d be having a hoot with this... I don’t want her to miss out altogether.”

“Is this what the two of you do? Troll Boston area grocery stores to molest fruit.”

“Sometimes,” Tobias shrugged. “But if we’re being honest, it’s usually vegetables. You should see what we can do with a nice zucchini and....”

“STOP!” Ethan yelled. “I’m trying to fight it, but I’m starting to visualize!”  

“Mind out of the gutter, Ramsey! And what my wife and I do with eggplant and squash is none of your concern.”

“That’s it. You can walk home.”

“You wouldn’t dare,” Tobias grinned. “I’ll stop.  Let me head over to dairy, and then we can get out of here, OK?”

“Sounds good,” Ethan said with relief when Tobia’s phone chirped.

“Oh, wait. It’s Casey.”

“Do you need to pick up something else?”

“No, she noticed that bulging gourd in the background of the last photo. Hey, could you just hold it so I can....”

Ethan turned on his heel, rushing away without saying a word.

“Hey, Ethan! Get back here!” Tobias hollered after him. “Come on, we don’t have to get the bulging gourd if you don’t want to.”

“For fucks sake,” he muttered as Tobias howled. “Somedays, I miss the serenity of the years when we weren’t speaking.”

“You know that’s a lie,” Tobias grinned, placing a gallon of milk in his cart.  “Now, wanna hit the small appliance aisle before we leave?”

Ethan was already at the express lane when Tobias finished the sentence.

“Too easy,” he chuckled. “Entirely too easy.”

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[milo-is-rambling]

ITS SUMMER. OUTSIDE MY WINDOW BURNS A DIVINE HEAT, MY BEDROOM IS AN UNHOLY OASIS. OUR TEETH KNOCK TOGETHER WHEN WE KISS, AWKWARD AND IRREVERENT WE FUMBLE. I TELL YOU I CAN TIE A CHERRY STEM INTO A KNOT AND YOUR LAUGH REVERBERATES THROUGH MY ENTIRE BODY. YOUR GOD IS ASHAMED OF US HERE, LIMBS TANGLED TOGETHER, DOPED UP AND DAY-DRUNK ESCAPING THE SUMMER HEAT. I CAN TASTE FRESH CHERRY JUICE BETWEEN YOUR THIGHS AND IT FEELS LIKE IM DRINKING DIRECTLY FROM THE FRUIT OF KNOWLEDGE. YOU’RE CALLING OUT FOR YOUR GOD AS YOU WRAP MY HANDS AROUND YOUR THROAT. THE CROSS ON YOUR NECKLACE BURNS MY PALM AS YOUR THIGHS SHAKE. WE BOTH FEEL YOUR HALO SLIPPING AWAY THAT SUMMER. WE SHARE CIGARETTES BEHIND THE CONVENIENCE STORE AND MAKE OUT IN PUBLIC RESTROOMS. WE SWIM NAKED AND SHARE BAGS OF CHERRIES IN THE MOONLIGHT. YOU BROKE THINGS OFF THE NIGHT MY TEETH FOUND THEIR WAY TO THE THIN GOLD CHAIN AROUND YOUR NECK. SOMEWHERE BETWEEN REBELLION AND RELIGION LIES YOU AND I. YOU TELL ME I TOOK IT TOO FAR AS YOU SHOVE YOUR BROKEN NECKLACE INTO YOUR POCKET. I APOLOGIZE AND PRAY ON MY KNEES WHEN I FIND THE CROSS CHARM ON MY BEDROOM FLOOR THE NEXT MORNING. I LEAN AGAINST THE CONVENIENCE STORE SMOKING WHEN CHUCH LETS OUT ON SUNDAY MORNING. IM PRAYING YOU FIND YOUR WAY BACK TO ME. YOU DON’T. SUMMER COMES AND GOES AND I AM ALONE ONCE AGAIN. THE TASTE OF CHERRIES BURNS MY TONGUE AND ITS ALL I CAN DO NOT TO DREAM OF YOU.

[purehealthpulse]

A Review of "The Self-Sufficient Backyard Book"

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[renoxvated]

The summer sun hangs down like like ROTTEN low hanging fruit-- Roy can feel the beads of sweat roll down his brow and he grimaces. It's hot, when wasn't it out in the desert. The Courier licks his lips and lets out a sigh as brown eyes scan the horizon. He can see a small outpost up ahead, an OASIS, a languid rest stop for his parched mouth. He'd come out this way after a problem, a quiet battle to be won; before the bounty hunters pick at that body like vultures on a carcass. Roy hated to admit there was a problem to begin with, that the Mojave was in shambles again and he needed to make things right. Boots tread sand until he makes it to the stop, an old gas station converted into some sort of bar and general store, liquid gold in the time of end of the world-- water and booze meant more than anything else. Roy would take the later these days, if only to numb his thoughts. The Courier looks toward a bounty board, the FIEND in question plastered on it like a beacon to all, he rips the paper away with an annoyed grunt. This was his problem...and yet, he clenches it with a tight fist; exhaling. He needed HELP. Roy slides up to the bar, trying to inquire with the man behind the counter both for a DRINK and "Know anyone round' here lookin' for work?" He slides the crumpled up paper across the counter, sheepish at it's state. "I'll pay them more than the bullshit on this paper, fuckin' fiend came from to MY town, killed MY people and I'm gonna gut the bastard...but I need another hand, fucker has a whole crew." starter for @mettleborn for samuel.

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Make Every Party Special with Faultless Cake and Flower Delivery in Dubai!

Dubai is the city of luxuries, splendor, and lively celebrations. Whether it's a birthday celebration, anniversary celebration, wedding party, or company event, treating your loved one with a succulent cake and a beautiful bouquet of flowers makes any event all the more memorable. With faultless cake and flower delivery in Dubai, surprise your loved one with a valuable gift at any time, from anywhere. If you want a trusted service that can ensure freshness and quality, Orchid Oasis Flowers LLC is your go-to destination. 

Why Opt for Cake and Flower Delivery in Dubai?

Dubai is a busy city where time is of the essence. Having cake and flower delivery services online has proven to be a favorite among locals and visitors alike. Here's why having cake and flower delivery in Dubai is the way to go:

1. Convenience at Your Fingertips

With a few clicks, you have the ability to order a cake and flowers from home or the office. No more last-minute rush to a bakery or florist. Orchid Oasis Flowers LLC provides a convenient online ordering experience with a hassle-free guarantee.

2. Wide Variety of Choices

Right from traditional vanilla and chocolate cakes to unusual floral presentations, there's a wide array available in internet stores. Whether you like having a red velvet cake with some roses or you want a fruit cake with some orchids, you can just find the apt combination for whatever occasion you celebrate.

3. Same-day and Midnight Delivery

Forgot a special occasion? No worries! Many services provide same-day and even midnight cake and flower delivery in Dubai, ensuring your surprise arrives just in time. Midnight delivery is perfect for birthdays and anniversaries, making the moment even more special.

4. Freshness Guaranteed

Among the biggest issues with ordering cakes and flowers online is how fresh they will be. Trustworthy companies such as Orchid Oasis Flowers LLC guarantee that their cakes are freshly baked and flowers are picked by hand to preserve their looks and scent.

Ideal Occasions for Cake and Flower Delivery

Birthdays

A birthday would not be complete without a cake! With a stunning flower bouquet, it is the ideal present to make the celebrant happy.

Anniversaries

Whether marking a wedding anniversary or a relationship milestone, flowers and cake are the most sincere method of showing appreciation and love. 

Weddings and Engagements

A sophisticated floral arrangement along with a gourmet cake brings in a touch of sophistication to any wedding or engagement party. It is also an excellent gift to the newlywed couple.

Graduations and Achievements

Celebrate someone's success with a delicious cake and a bunch of fresh flowers. It's a nice gesture to express your pride and joy for their success.

Corporate Events and Promotions

Companies send cakes and flowers to customers, business partners, and staff to celebrate significant events, promotions, or festive seasons. Cake and flower delivery in Dubai makes corporate gift-giving convenient and professional.

Selecting the Right Cake and Flower Combination

The correct cake and flower combination can add to the happiness of any occasion. These are some common pairings:

Chocolate Cake & Red Roses – Ideal for romantic celebrations such as anniversaries and Valentine's Day.

Vanilla Cake & Sunflowers – A vibrant and uplifting combination, ideal for birthdays and congratulations.

Fruit Cake & Lilies – A classy option for formal parties and corporate functions.

Red Velvet Cake & Orchids – An elegant and luxurious pairing for weddings and engagements.

Why Orchid Oasis Flowers LLC Stands Out

If you’re looking for top-quality cake and flower delivery in Dubai, Orchid Oasis Flowers LLC is the perfect choice. Here’s what makes them a preferred service provider:

Premium Quality – They use the finest ingredients for cakes and source fresh flowers for every order.

Timely Delivery – Their efficient delivery service guarantees your gifts to reach you on time.

Customizable Options – You can customize your cake and flower arrangement according to your preference.

Excellent Customer Service – Their staff is always willing to help with your order and special orders.

Final Thoughts

No celebration is complete without the best gift. No matter if you're organizing a big surprise or just a small expression of love, flower and cake delivery in Dubai is the most convenient way to turn any day special. With reliable services like Orchid Oasis Flowers LLC, you can be sure that your order will arrive fresh and timely. Next time you want to bring joy, send a yummy cake and a gorgeous bouquet – because every celebration should have a bit of sweetness and beauty!

[jesus-chryslerofficial]

January 17 24

This was simultaneously one of the best and worst days of my life, and trust me I've had days I've nearly not lived through.

These were sketches I did high at my local grocery store on the night where my ex came to steal all my furniture. I had just returned from my trip to see evil Larry, and the only way to free myself from my abuser was to allow him to steal my several thousand dollars worth of mid-century modern antiques. I had lamp sets worth 2 grand, irreplaceable 1 of a kind surviving atomic furniture pieces and more. It felt hollowing to have not only the essence of my being stolen by that man, but all of the items that I worked for. So while he and his now wife came to collect their winnings I walked down to a grocery store, smoked a joint, and enjoyed the one pleasure no one could steal from me. My art. Being able to see beauty in the mundane is an incredible gift, to my high ass that wasn't just a bunch of fruits and vegetables but an oasis of lush beauty for my mind to take solace in. I stood like a madman in the middle of a grocery store and carved the beauty of nature into the pages of my book. Looking past wet eyelashes in florescent lighting, I realized I would be okay no matter what. No matter what happened to me no one could take the part of my self that could see the true value of the world around me. From that moment on I started my healing, I wasn't as small as he made me feel, NOTHING is completely insignificant, and so neither am I.

[ludooasis]

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[crazyflora2000]

Why Planting is the Best 2025 New Year Resolution

As we step into 2025, it’s time to embrace resolutions that not only enrich our lives but also contribute to the environment. Planting—whether it’s indoor or outdoor—emerges as one of the most rewarding and impactful resolutions. If you’re in Bangalore, where the climate is ideal for greenery, this resolution aligns perfectly with your surroundings. Let’s delve into why planting is the best choice for this year and how Crazyflora—your trusted partner for indoor and outdoor plants—can help you make it a reality.

Why Choose Planting as Your New Year Resolution?

Planting is more than a hobby; it’s a lifestyle that nurtures your health, beautifies your space, and positively impacts the planet. Here’s why it should top your resolution list:

Enhances Physical and Mental Well-being

Stress Relief: Spending time with plants has a calming effect, reducing stress and anxiety.

Improves Air Quality: Plants act as natural air purifiers, removing toxins and increasing oxygen levels.

Boosts Productivity: Indoor plants have been shown to enhance focus and creativity, making them perfect for home offices.

Promotes Physical Activity: Gardening is a low-impact exercise that keeps you active and engaged.

Makes Your Space Beautiful

Aesthetic Appeal: From lush indoor greenery to vibrant outdoor landscapes, plants elevate the beauty of your home and garden.

Customizable Design: Choose plants to complement your decor, whether it’s minimalist, rustic, or tropical.

Supports the Environment

Combats Climate Change: Plants absorb CO2, helping mitigate the effects of global warming.

Encourages Biodiversity: Outdoor gardens provide a habitat for pollinators like bees and butterflies.

Sustainable Living: Growing your own herbs, vegetables, or fruits reduces dependency on store-bought produce.

Why Bangalore is Perfect for Planting

Bangalore, known as the “Garden City of India,” boasts a climate that’s ideal for plant growth. The moderate temperatures and regular rainfall create an environment where both indoor and outdoor plants thrive. Additionally, Bangaloreans have a growing interest in urban gardening, making it a hub for plant enthusiasts.

Favorable Climate: Bangalore’s weather supports a wide variety of plants year-round.

Green Spaces: The city’s parks and gardens serve as inspiration for creating your own lush oasis.

Community Support: Join local gardening clubs and workshops to enhance your planting skills.

Crazyflora: Your Partner in Green Living

Crazyflora is your one-stop destination for all your planting needs, offering an extensive range of indoor and outdoor plants. Whether you’re a beginner or an experienced gardener, Crazyflora ensures you have the right tools and plants to succeed.

Indoor Plants

Air-Purifying Varieties: Snake plants, peace lilies, and spider plants for healthier indoor air.

Low-Maintenance Options: Perfect for busy lifestyles, including succulents and pothos.

Decorative Choices: Enhance your interiors with stylish planters and aesthetic plants.

Outdoor Plants

Flowering Plants: Bougainvillea, hibiscus, and marigolds to add color to your garden.

Herbs and Vegetables: Basil, mint, tomatoes, and chillies for a sustainable kitchen garden.

Shade and Fruit Trees: Mango, guava, and neem to create a serene outdoor retreat.

Expert Services

Plant Care Advice: Guidance on watering, pruning, and fertilizing.

Landscaping Solutions: Tailored outdoor designs to match your vision.

Workshops and Events: Learn the art of gardening with expert-led sessions.

How to Start Your Planting Journey in 2025

Visit Crazyflora: Explore their wide collection of plants and gardening tools.

Assess Your Space: Determine the sunlight and space availability for indoor and outdoor planting.

Choose the Right Plants: Select varieties suited to your lifestyle and environment.

Create a Routine: Dedicate time weekly for watering, pruning, and nurturing your plants.

Stay Inspired: Join gardening groups in Bangalore or follow online communities for motivation and tips.

Conclusion

Planting as your 2025 New Year resolution is a gift to yourself and the environment. It’s a step towards a healthier, greener, and more fulfilling life. With Crazyflora’s extensive range of indoor and outdoor plants, coupled with Bangalore’s ideal planting climate, there’s no better time to begin your green journey. Let’s make 2025 a year of growth and greenery—one plant at a time!

[disease-danger-darkness-silence]

My mom and brother have let the back yard go wild at their place.

They have their plants - some food, some noninvasive ornamental, some invasive that they don't realize - contained in planting barrels. My mom has a habit of rescuing dying plants from Walmart, Home Depot, and Lowes, or propagating clippings from those same stores, so she has a LOT of plants. Her living room, kitchen, and bedroom are insane.

Have a picture from 2022. It's only gotten more... Plant-y since then. The ceiling is covered.

Everything else in the backyard goes absolutely buckwild. They have an above-ground irritation system they set up with oxygen tubing they had left over when my dad died. They have water go EVERYWHERE 3x daily in lil spurts from holes poked with thumbtacks, so their plants and the other plants all get water - not a ton, but enough.

They fertilize the soil every year, alternating type - some years it's manuer of some sort, some years it's fish emulsion, etc. - in the barrels and buckets, AND on the ground. They throw seeds out randomly when they cut open plants for cooking. They throw organic garbage into a mulch/compost pile during spring, summer, and autumn, and scatter it around at the end so it really GETS IN THERE during the winter.

Their backyard is AMAZING. They have volunteer food plants and herbs, a ton of native flora, a bunch of "weeds" that are edible and wonderful pollinators, a huge amount of bees that hang out (unfortunately also wasps, but they pollinate too), birds, dragonflies, butterflies, etc. They have an outdoor hangout spot and the native and nonnative flora have gifted them with shade, cooler temps overall, food, herbs and spices, wonderful smells, lots of pollinators, and basically a tiny, green oasis in the desert.

We live in a desert. They water a TINY amount because of the tubing they use, but they give every plant enough to thrive because they do it 3x a day.

It is regularly getting to above 100° F (Roghly 38° C) here. Having a well-sustained, mostly-native and volunteer garden (of sorts) is amazing. I love their backyard. I go and just sit in it for a bit of serenity occasionally. It's got everything - shade, music (Mom has a speaker system out there), tables, chairs, a barbecue, bumblebees being cute as fuck, other beautiful and interesting bugs, giant sunflowers. It's like the Secret Garden except my mom and brother made it by not caring about "weeds". The trees have begun to propagate and the babies are now 12-foot-tall bushes (mostly aspen and cottenwood). They're supposed to cut them down but they're not doing it, because they're nice.

Anyway, let your goddamn yard go insane. Don't plant trees next to your house - plant them 6 - 10 feet away so they'll grow big and shade your place. Spread native wildflower and edible plant seeds in the space your shitty flowerbeds used to be in. Nix those things, they're vile. Use buckets/barrels/big-ass planters if you want to avoid "weeds" for specific plants.

Put out food for pollinators: sugarwater for hummingbirds (NO HONEY, NO BROWN SUGAR. JUST WHITE GRANULATED SUGAR AND WATER, 1/4 RATIO) and bees; nuts, seeds and honey-nut bars for squirrels, other birds, and lizards. Consider a birdbath, a beebath, a squirrelbath.

Plant native fruit and shade trees! Let that peach or apricot pit sprout and lovingly plant it. Drop those acorns into the ground. Get those gingko seeds and propagate the fuck out of them. Whatever's clever.

Eradicate invasive species like kudzu and (in Nevada) Virginia Creeper and make room for fucking magic. It will follow. I promise.

(Also if you plant mint near water and shade it will grow like a weed. You'll have a whole-ass mint bush. Same with rosemary. So those are good seeds to scatter near your hose outlet, regardless of where you live.)

Imagine if baking bread was a skill any person living independently in their own house needed to have at least a passing familiarity with, so there were endless books, blogs and websites about how to bake bread, but none of them seemed to contain the most basic facts about how bread actually works.

You would go online and find questions like "Help, I put my bread in the oven, and it GOT BIGGER!" and instead of saying anything about bread naturally rises when you put yeast in it, the results would be advertising some kind of $970 device that punches the bread while it's baking so it doesn't rise.

Even the most reliable, factually grounded sources available would have only the barest scraps of information on the particularities of ingredients, such as how different types of flour differ and produce different results, or how yeast affects the flavor profile of bread. Rice flour, barley flour, potato flour and amaranth flour would be just as common as wheat flour, but finding sources that didn't treat them as functionally identical would be near impossible. At the same time, websites and books would list specific brands of flour in bread recipes, often without specifying anything else.

An unreasonable amount of people would be hellbent on doing something like baking a full-sized loaf of bread in under 3 minutes, and would regularly bake bread to charred cinders at 700 degrees in an attempt to accomplish this, but instead of gently telling people that their goal is not realistic, books claiming to be general resources would be framed entirely around the goal of baking bread as fast as possible, with entire chapters devoted to making the charred bread taste like it isn't charred.

Anyway, this is what landscaping is like.

[anadey]

The Organic Revolution: Why Food Stores Are Changing the Way We Eat

Organic food stores have become more than just shopping destinations; they’re a lifestyle hub for health-conscious individuals seeking quality, sustainability, and a closer connection to nature. These stores provide an oasis of fresh, pesticide-free produce, ethical meats, and eco-friendly pantry staples, all while supporting local farmers and promoting better health for consumers. Let’s dive into what makes organic food stores special and why they’re gaining popularity worldwide.

A Healthier Choice for You and Your Family

One of the primary reasons people flock to organic food stores is the health benefits of organic produce. Grown without synthetic pesticides, chemical fertilizers, or genetically modified organisms (GMOs), organic fruits and vegetables are celebrated for their higher nutritional value. Many studies suggest they contain more antioxidants, which help combat oxidative stress and support overall well-being.

For families, choosing organic food can reduce exposure to harmful chemicals often found in conventionally grown crops. Organic meats and dairy products come from animals raised without antibiotics or growth hormones, ensuring a cleaner, more natural source of protein for growing children and health-conscious adults alike.

Sustainability: Supporting the Planet

Shopping at organic food stores isn’t just about personal health—it’s about the planet's health. Organic farming practices prioritize soil health, biodiversity, and water conservation. By choosing organic products, you support methods that reduce pollution, minimize soil erosion, and use natural pest control strategies.

Many organic food stores also stock eco-friendly products, such as reusable bags, biodegradable packaging, and sustainable cleaning supplies. These offerings align with a greener lifestyle and encourage consumers to adopt environmentally responsible habits.

A Local and Community-Focused Experience

Unlike big-box grocery stores, organic food stores often cultivate a strong sense of community. Many source their products from nearby farmers, ensuring you enjoy the freshest seasonal produce while supporting local agriculture. Visiting these stores often feels like an experience—discovering new artisanal products, sampling small-batch honey or handmade cheese, and even chatting with knowledgeable staff about the origins of the food.

Some stores go the extra mile by hosting events like cooking workshops, nutrition talks, or farmer meet-and-greets, creating a gathering place for like-minded individuals passionate about health and sustainability.

Variety Beyond Expectations

Organic food stores carry an array of products catering to diverse dietary needs. Whether vegan, gluten-free, keto or simply exploring new culinary horizons, these stores have something for everyone. From organic quinoa to specialty nut butter, grass-fed beef to plant-based milks, the shelves are often stocked with unique items you won’t find elsewhere.

Additionally, many stores now feature bulk sections, allowing customers to purchase only the quantities while reducing waste. This approach helps save money and aligns with sustainable living practices.

The Organic Advantage

Choosing organic is more than a trend—it’s a commitment to quality living. Organic food stores make it easy to prioritize health, sustainability, and ethical consumption in one place. As more people become aware of the environmental and personal health benefits, these stores are poised to remain a part of modern lifestyles.

Step into your nearest organic food store and discover more than groceries—you’ll uncover a gateway to healthier, more sustainable living.

[verydesperatehousewife]

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