#he talks about Marco and Thatch and Izo

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Hi could I request and ace x fem!reader where the reader is part of the wb pirates and they’re best friends. Ace has feelings for the reader and starts trying to confess but fails a lot or something? Like either his plan fails or the readers too oblivious or a mix of both but in the end they get together 😍. I love ur works thank u for opening ur requests again!!!!!!!

Burning Hearts

portgas d. ace x fem!reader

A/N | sorry for the waittttttt, hope you'll like it!!

WORDS COUNT | 3.7k

TAGS | slow burn, fluff, friends to lovers, oblivious reader, confession fails

masterlist || ao3 || ko-fi

You hang off the side of the Moby Dick, legs swinging, face tilted to the sun. Warm breeze, blue skies, no marines in sight, so a perfect day. You hum something under your breath, a song you don’t remember the name of.

“You’re gonna fall in if you lean any more.” a voice calls behind you.

“Will not.” you say, turning your head “Hi, Ace.”

Portgas D. Ace, second division commander, walking disaster, and your best friend, grins at you wide and easy. Too easy.

“Hi.” he says, sitting down beside you, a little closer than normal people would. Not that you notice.

You scoot to make space. He scoots too. The gap doesn’t grow.

“Thatch said we might have grilled fish later,” you say “If you don’t burn the grill again.”

“Hey! That was ONE TIME.”

“Twice.”

“Once.” he insists, turning pink.

You laugh “Sure, sure, Pyro.”

He pouts, arms crossed “You’re lucky you’re cute when you tease me.”

You blink “Huh?”

Ace freezes “I said rude. You’re rude when you tease me.”

“Sounded like ‘cute.’”

“Nope. You heard wrong. Sea got in your ears.”

You squint at him “We’re not even swimming.”

“Exactly. That’s how tricky the sea is.”

You shrug “Okay...”

You swing your legs again, and Ace watches, all soft and smiley.

Marco walks by. Stops. Stares at the two of you.

“You confessin’, hothead?” he asks with a smirk.

Ace’s head jerks up “WHAT?! NO. SHUT UP.”

You blink “Confessing what?”

“Nothing!” Ace blurts “He’s just being weird!”

Marco snorts “You’re the one acting like a lovesick seagull.”

“I will set your feathers on fire, Marco, I swear—”

You tilt your head “Ace? Are you okay?”

“I’M GREAT.” His voice cracks “Just. Great. Totally normal.”

You frown “You look sweaty.”

“I’m always sweaty! Fire powers!”

“You’re red too.” You poke his cheek “Are you sick?”

Ace swats your hand away, blushing furiously “NO. STOP TOUCHING ME.”

“But you always make me touch your forehead when you get headaches—”

“That’s DIFFERENT.” he shouts, hiding his face in his hands.

From the corner, Thatch cackles “Oh, he’s doomed.”

“I heard that!” Ace yells.

You blink again, totally lost “Doomed for what? What did you do?”

Ace glares at Thatch “Nothing! He just—he thinks I—”

Thatch grins “That you’re in love with your best friend?”

You laugh “With me? That’s dumb. Right, Ace?”

Ace opens his mouth. Closes it. Groans.

“I’m gonna jump into the sea.”

“Don’t.” you say, pulling him back by the sleeve “That’s no escape.”

Ace just slams his forehead onto your shoulder.

You pat his back gently “You’re so dramatic today.”

“Yeah,” he mumbles into your shirt “It’s your fault.”

“Ace likes you.” Thatch says casually, like he’s talking about the weather.

You choke on your drink “What?”

Ace drops his fork “THATCH!”

“What?” Thatch shrugs “It’s true.”

You look at Ace. He’s frozen, mid-bite, eyes wide “You okay?”

“I’m fine.” he says, voice several pitches higher than normal “Totally fine. Normal. Good.”

“Your face is red again,” you say “Sunburn?”

“YES,” he blurts “Very strong sun today.”

You frown “Should I get aloe?”

“I—no—it’s okay—I’ll just—go die in the kitchen, thanks.” He grabs his tray and leaves at lightning speed.

Thatch winks at you “He’s suffering.”

You’re still confused “From what? Heatstroke?”

Later that day, Ace paces back and forth behind a barrel. You’re nearby, talking to Izo about your favorite snacks. Ace tries to look casual. He absolutely does not look casual.

“I’m gonna tell her...” he mutters “For real this time. I’ll just walk up, say the words. Easy.”

He steps out from behind the barrel. Then steps back. Then out. Then back again.

“Oi,” Marco calls, hovering above “Are you dancing or just losing your mind?”

“I’M THINKING!” Ace snaps.

“Thinking about what?”

Ace glares “None of your business.”

Marco grins “You’re thinking about Y/N. Again.”

“I WILL BURN THIS SHIP DOWN.”

“Please don’t!” Whitebeard yells from the upper deck.

Ace groans “Okay. No more waiting. I’m doing it now.”

You’re sitting alone this time, sharpening a knife you never actually use in fights. Ace walks up, all tense and weird and trying very hard to breathe normally.

“Hey.” he says, way too loudly.

You look up “Hi. You look like you’re going to pass out.”

He sits. Fidgets. Grabs a leaf off the floor and starts tearing it to shreds.

“Okay. So. I need to say something.”

“Is it bad?”

“No!” he says quickly “No. It’s… good. Kind of. Important. Maybe.”

You nod “Okay.”

“I like you.”

You smile “I like you too.”

“No. I mean. I LIKE like you.”

You blink “Like... you like that I’m not annoying?”

“I like that too, but that’s not—” he stops “Wait. You are annoying sometimes.”

You gasp “Rude!”

Ace panics “No no no! That’s not what I meant! I mean—I like all of you. Even the annoying parts. I want to—ugh—how do people do this?!”

You stare at him, tilting your head “Are you okay?”

He sighs “No. I mean, yes. Ugh. Never mind.”

“Ace,” you say softly, “you really look like you need a nap.”

Ace drops his face onto your lap “I need something. I don’t even know what anymore.”

You pat his hair “It’ll be okay. Just drink water.”

Ace groans into your thigh “Why are you like this?”

“Like what?”

“Sweet. And kind. And totally blind to everything around you.”

You giggle “I don't know... but... thanks?”

Ace sighs again. He’s going to need a better plan. A big one. A dramatic one. Because clearly, words aren’t working on you.

Ace’s new plan is perfect. Step 1: Romantic dinner. Step 2: Confess feelings. Step 3: You finally notice how wildly in love he is. Step 4: Happily ever after.

He doesn't make it past step 2...

The sun is setting when you arrive, confused “Why does this look like a date?”

Ace panics already “It’s not. It’s—uh—just dinner. A… celebration.”

“For what?”

He freezes “…Friendship.”

You blink “You’re so weird sometimes.”

But you sit. The table is decorated with flowers. The food is actually not bad.

You smile “Did you cook this?”

“Some of it.”

You’re impressed “Wow. You didn’t even burn the rice.”

“I had help.” he mumbles.

You laugh “Still counts.”

Ace watches you eat, heart thumping like a drum. You're glowing in the candlelight. Smiling at him.

He can’t breathe. This was a terrible idea.

“You’ve been acting weird lately.” you say, picking at your food.

“No, I haven’t.”

“You made me dinner. You lit candles. You used flowers.”

He opens his mouth. Closes it. Rubs his face “Okay. Maybe I’ve been… a little weird.”

You tilt your head “Is this about that person you like?”

He chokes “W-What?”

“You know. That crush you’ve been avoiding talking about.”

“…What.”

“I’m not dumb, Ace. You’ve been flustered all week. You’re always zoning out and smiling at nothing.”

He stares at you. His whole brain is just a static noise now.

“You like someone,” you say proudly “I knew it.”

He tries to speak. Fails.

“Who is it?” you ask, leaning in with bright, curious eyes “Do I know them? Mmmh, it can't be from the crew, you're always with me... Are they on the crew?”

He swallows “Yeah.”

You gasp “Oh my god. It’s someone on the ship?!”

Ace nods slowly “...Yeah.”

You start thinking “Okay. Not Thatch. Gross. Not Marco—he’s basically your dad. Not Izo... he's too cute for you. Vista? Nah. Is it one of the nurses?”

Ace looks like he’s about to spontaneously combust.

“Oh!” you say, eyes wide “That cute girl who came aboard last week? The timing is perfect with when you started acting weirder.”

His soul leaves his body.

“No.” he says. Quiet. Broken.

You frown “Really? I thought she liked you. She gave you a peach.”

“Y/N.”

“Yeah?”

“You’re thinking too hard.”

You pause “...Wait.” You look at him. Eyes narrowing “Is it someone I know really well?”

He nods again.

You gasp “Oh my god, is it me?!”

Ace’s eyes widen. Hope flickers.

You stare at him “No, wait. That doesn’t make sense.”

The hope dies.

He blinks “…Right.”

Your heart kinda broke at this but you try your best to act normal... because why are you even thinking of your best friend in that way. And why is your own heart acting this weird now...

“Exactly!” you say “It can’t be me. That’d be crazy!”

He stares at you in silence. Just. Stares.

Then, slowly, with the tiniest, most pained smile “Yeah. Crazy.”

You beam “Anyway! I hope they like you back! You’re super cool when you’re not burning everything.”

Ace laughs once. It’s not a joyful laugh. It’s a “my soul has left my body” laugh.

“Thanks.” he says.

He will never emotionally recover from this dinner.

It starts the morning after the dinner.

You wake up and remember his words “Yeah. It’s someone you know really well.”

You said, “It can’t be me.”

He said, “Yeah. Crazy.”

He smiled. A really sad smile.

Your chest does that thing again, just as during his confession. Not pain. Not joy. Something in between. Weird. Annoying. Uncomfortable. Like… pressure.

You shake it off and go find Ace. But Ace isn’t there. And he’s always there.

You try again the next day. You go to the deck where he usually naps. No Ace.

Then the kitchen. No Ace.

Training area. No Ace.

You find Thatch instead “Hey, you seen Ace?”

Thatch raises an eyebrow “Not lately. Why? Missing him?”

You snort “No. I mean—he’s my friend. That’s all.”

“Uh-huh.” He sips his drink and smirks “Totally normal to look that panicked over a friend.”

“I’m not panicking.” You absolutely are.

You start acting weird. You can’t help it.

Your heart keeps doing that tight, twisty thing when you think about him being with someone else. About him smiling at someone else like he smiles at you.

You hate it. But you don’t get it.

He’s your best friend. Why would it bother you?

...Unless it means something.

No. No no no.

Impossible.

You avoid him instead. If he wants space to be with his crush, then fine. You’ll give it to him.

Even if your heart stings every time you think about it.

Meanwhile…

Ace is dying.

You haven’t looked at him in three days. Haven’t sat beside him at meals. Haven’t made any dumb jokes. No hair ruffling. No teasing.

Nothing.

And it hurts.

He walks past you one afternoon. You don’t even say hi. You turn around and start talking to someone else.

He nearly combusts on the spot.

“What did you do?” Izo asks that night, watching him stare into the sea like it insulted his family.

“I don’t know...” Ace mutters “I think I broke her.”

Marco crosses his arms “Or maybe she’s just finally realizing she likes you back.”

Ace throws his head back and groans “No, she doesn’t. She thinks I like someone else. She thinks it’s not her. Now she’s avoiding me and it’s driving me insane.”

“Why didn't you tell her the truth?”

“I tried. She guessed wrong, and I just… gave up. I'm so tired.”

Thatch chuckle “This is what happens when two emotionally stunted people fall for each other.”

“Shut UP. She doesn't like me.”

You’re sitting on the edge of the ship at night. Alone. Arms around your knees. Watching the stars.

You hear footsteps behind you. You don’t look.

Then you hear his voice. Quiet “You hate me now or something?”

Your stomach flips “No. Of course not.”

He sits beside you. Not too close. Not like before. It makes your chest ache again.

“You’ve been avoiding me.” he says.

“I thought you were avoiding me.”

“I was giving you space.”

“Why would I need space. I was giving you space. So you could be with the person you like.”

Silence.

You can feel his eyes on you.

“I don’t want to be with anyone else.” he says softly.

Your heart skips.

Silence... heavy.

“I miss you.” he says. Quiet. Honest.

“Even if you’re just sitting next to me, not talking. I miss that too.”

Your throat tightens “I miss you too.”

He’s so close now. Just inches away. You could reach out. You want to.

But you don’t. You don’t even know why your chest is doing all these weird things. You’re not ready to look too closely.

So instead, you whisper, “Let’s not be weird anymore.”

He laughs soft and tired “Deal.”

After your awkward little emotional spiral under the stars, you and Ace go back to normal.

Well... your version of normal.

You laugh with him again. Sit next to him. Tease him like always. But now you also spend most of your free time watching him from the corner of your eye, waiting.

Waiting to see her. The mystery girl. The one he likes.

You’re subtle (you think).

“Hey, Ace,” you say casually one day, spinning your fork at lunch, “you ever talk to that nurse again? The cute one?”

He blinks “...What?”

“Y’know. The one who gave you a peach.”

He makes a face “Oh. No, not really.”

You nod “Right. Not her, then.”

He squints “Why do you sound like a detective?”

“I... don’t.” You absolutely do.

You try again later.

“Thatch said you’ve been spending time with someone. Is that true?”

Ace snorts “Thatch says a lot of things.”

“So it’s not true?”

He shrugs “Not really.”

You bite your lip “Right.”

But that doesn’t help. You start watching harder. Every person he laughs with, you feel this little sting in your chest. Every smile that isn’t toward you, it hurts. And the worst part is:

You get it now.

You like him. You really like him. Not just the “best friend” way. The kind of like where your heart flips when he laughs, and your hands burn when he touches you. The kind of like that hurts.

And the one thing you know for sure is: he doesn’t feel the same.

Because he already likes someone else.

And it’s not you.

You think you’ve figured it out.

You see him talking to one of the new crew members, laughing, relaxed, standing close. You’ve never seen him look at you like that.

And something in you just… breaks.

You disappear that afternoon.

No big announcement. No drama. You just quietly take a little boat and row out to a quiet rock near the ship. One Ace took you to once, when you needed air. It’s far enough that nobody can hear you cry.

Because you are crying.

You sit there, legs pulled in, arms wrapped around yourself, eyes red and stinging.

And no matter how hard you try, the thought keeps coming back:

Why couldn’t it be me?

Why not the person who’s been by his side all this time?

Why not you?

Back on the ship:

“Where’s Y/N?” “Gone for a bit.” “She looked really off today.” “Think she's sick?” “No.” “…Think it’s about Ace?”

Nobody says it out loud, but the silence says enough.

Marco sighs “Should someone check on her?”

“Not me,” Thatch mutters “She looked like she’d bite if anyone came near.”

“I’ll go.” says a voice behind them.

Ace.

You don’t hear him until he’s already climbing onto the rock behind you.

“Hey.”

You stiffen. Don’t look at him.

“Everyone’s freaking out,” he says, voice soft “Are you okay?”

You nod. But your eyes are still full of tears, and your throat hurts, and your chest feels like it’s cracking open.

He sits beside you, close but careful.

You try to wipe your eyes without him noticing, but he sees. Of course he does.

“Hey.” His voice changes in a softer and worried way “You’re crying.”

You press your face into your arm.

He leans in, panicking a little “Did something happen? Did someone say something?”

You shake your head. You’re breathing hard now, chest heaving.

“Y/N,” he says gently, “please tell me what’s wrong.”

Your voice breaks when you finally speak “…Why can’t you like me?”

Ace freezes “…What?”

You still don’t look at him. You just stare at the water, tears falling “Why couldn’t it be me? What’s wrong with me?”

“Wait, wait—what are you talking about?” His voice is shaking.

“You like someone,” you whisper “I get it. You told me. It’s not me. That’s fine. I’m fine. I just… I don’t understand.” You sniff “Why not me?”

Ace is absolutely frozen in place. His brain has completely shut down.

“You think—” He stops “You think I don’t like you?”

You finally glance at him, eyes full of tears “You said it wasn’t me. At dinner. You said it was crazy.”

Ace stares. Then groans “Y/N...”

“What?”

He covers his face with both hands “I said it was crazy because you said it couldn’t be you and I was too tired to argue.”

You blink “So…”

“I like you.” He says it so fast he almost chokes on it “I have this whole time. And no, I don't mean it like e friend as you thought many and maaaany times....”

You stare “What?”

He turns to you, cheeks red, eyes wide “It’s you. It’s always been you. You freaking idiot.”

“…Oh.”

He looks like he might cry now too “You really thought I didn’t want you?”

You nod.

He groans again “We’re so dumb.”

You both laugh, broken laughs between sniffles.

Then, carefully, he touches your hand “I don’t want anyone else, Y/N.”

“…Me neither,” you whisper “I mean... I want you. Not anyone else.”

He squeezes your hand.

“Can I kiss you?” he asks.

You nod.

You’re still crying. Ace is still blushing.

Your hands are still tangled together.

There’s silence now. But the good kind.

Your heart is pounding so loud you can barely hear the waves anymore.

He leans in, slow and unsure, eyes flicking to your lips, then back to your eyes “Still okay?” he asks softly.

You nod.

He waits a second longer. Like he doesn’t believe it’s real. Then he closes the gap.

And he kisses you.

It’s not rough or messy, just soft and full of everything he’s held in for way too long. Like he’s scared he’ll wake up and you’ll be gone. Like he’s trying to tell you everything he never managed to say.

Your hands move instinctively to his shirt, to his neck. You don’t even think. You just feel.

And when you pull away, just a little, Ace exhales like he’s been holding his breath for years. Like he’s finally, finally free.

He rests his forehead against yours and laughs under his breath. It’s shaky “Can’t believe you were so oblivious all this time…”

You laugh too. Still teary, but smiling now “Sorry…”

“You can’t even imagine how many times I tried to confess,” he mutters, almost to himself “I started to give up, even…”

You go quiet again. Then whisper, “I could only realize my feelings once I started picturing you with someone else…”

That makes him flinch “Ouch.”

“I hated it,” you admit “It was like someone shoved a knife in my chest and twisted it around every time I saw you smiling at someone else.”

His face softens. He cups your cheek, thumb brushing your skin “You don’t have to feel that again. Okay?”

You nod.

Then you pause “...Unless you do something really stupid. Like flirt with a nurse again.”

He groans “I didn’t even want the peach... Thatch made me take it!”

You smile into another kiss, this one lighter, more playful.

And just like that, everything’s different. And somehow exactly the same.

But now you know.

You and Ace stay on that rock a little longer. Just sitting. Smiling. Quietly touching hands like it’s some big secret now.

You’ve both stopped crying, but your eyes are still a little red.

And neither of you says it, but you don’t want to go back to the ship yet.

Because once you do…

They’ll know.

They always know.

Still, eventually, Ace sighs “We should go, they were worried about you.”

“Yeah.” you say. But don’t move.

“…At the same time,” he adds, wincing a little “Otherwise they’ll think something happened.”

You raise an eyebrow “Something did happen.”

“Yeah, but I’d like to keep breathing, thank you. Thatch will explode if he finds out before we even step off the boat.”

You laugh “Okay. Together, then.”

You both climb back in the little rowboat and paddle toward the Moby Dick, pretending not to look at each other too much. You fail miserably.

The moment your feet enters...

SILENCE.

Every eye is on you.

Marco is leaning against the rail with his arms crossed, giving you that smug, all-knowing look.

Izo is peeking from behind a column, vibrating.

Thatch has one brow raised, mid-bite of a sandwich. He doesn’t even blink. Just stares.

Even Whitebeard’s laugh stops echoing.

You and Ace freeze like two kids caught sneaking snacks at midnight.

Thatch is the first to move.

He stands up. Slowly. Grinning.

“Sooooooo…”

His eyes go to Ace. Then to you. Then to your joined hands.

You both look down at the same time and FLING them apart like they’re on fire.

Ace: “It’s—!! I mean—we were just—!!”

You: “It’s not what it looks like!!”

Also you: Why am I lying?! IT’S EXACTLY WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE.

There’s a loud gasp. Izo dramatically fans himself.

Marco just sighs, smirking “Finally.”

Thatch HOWLS with laughter “I TOLD YOU! I TOLD YOU THIS WOULD HAPPEN!”

You bury your face in your hands. Ace looks like he might jump off the ship.

“You guys SUCK.” he mutters.

“We literally waited months for this,” Marco says calmly “Don’t deny us the moment.”

You groan.

Whitebeard, from his throne, just chuckles “Yoi yoi… took you long enough, brats.”

And now the whole crew is losing it laughing, teasing, throwing playful jabs.

Someone throws confetti (you're not even going to ask where that came from).

Thatch: “How was the kiss? Was it good? Did he finally stop being awkward?!” Ace: “SHUT. UP.” You: melting into the floor

Marco: “So… are you official now?” Izo: “Are we going to plan a party??” Ace: “NO—WAIT—WE HAVEN’T EVEN TALKED ABOUT THAT—” You: “We haven’t even held hands for a full minute!!”

Thatch: “Oh my god. You’re both disasters.”

Later that night, when it’s finally quiet again, you sit beside Ace on the upper deck, watching the stars.

He nudges your shoulder “Already regretting the kiss?”

You smile “Only that I didn’t do it first.”

His ears go red again.

“…You’re still cute when you blush.” you add.

“Don’t tell the crew that.” he grumbles, hiding his face.

You lean closer “Too late. They definitely already know.”

[wispitty]

(short reacts) | "he overhears you talking about him" + one piece men

summary: you’re in another room, talking to someone else. you don’t know they’re around the corner. you say something honest. soft.

characters: crocodile, mihawk, marco, ace, shanks, law, corazon

CROCODILE

You’re sitting in the lounge with Alvida.

Voice low.

You don’t know he’s nearby—just down the hallway, behind the corner.

“I know it’s stupid,” you murmur, laughing softly. “But… I love him. I love him so much.”

Pause.

“He deserves better. Someone… elegant. Powerful. Not some brat with big feelings.”

You sigh as your eyes reach the floor. Whisper, softly:

“...I just want to make him proud.”

You don’t see the shadow pass the door.

You don’t feel the way his chest stutters for the first time in years.

But you will feel it later when he finds you alone, tilts your chin up and murmurs,

“If I wanted someone different, I’d have left you behind a long time ago.”

Then he kisses you. Hard. Deep. Like a man making sure you never doubt it again.

That all he's ever wanted is you.

MIHAWK

You’re cleaning up tea with Perona when you speak.

“I love him,” you whisper. “I know I shouldn’t. He’s too far above me. He could never… really see me that way.”

Your voice is soft. Defeated, agonized.

“But I can’t stop.”

You don’t know he’s behind the door.

That he’s frozen, hand on the frame.

His grip tightens—but he doesn’t enter.

Not yet.

When he does find you later, alone in the courtyard, he sits beside you in silence.

Until, quietly:

“I see you.”

You blink.

“What?”

“Every day. Every night. In every dream. Don’t you dare ever say I couldn’t.”

And when you look at him—

He kisses you. Like he’s already been yours forever.

MARCO

You’re helping bandage Thatch up in the medbay. He’s just outside, door half-cracked.

You chuckle, warm and soft.

“I love him, Thatch. Like, actually love him.”

Your smile fades just a little.

“But Marco’s so golden. So good. I don’t think I’m enough.”

Marco leans his head against the wall.

Eyes wide. Heart racing.

He lets the moment pass.

Later that night, when you return to your room, there’s a soft knock.

You open the door.

He’s there. Frowning.

“Don’t ever say that again.”

You blink.

“Say what?”

“That you’re not enough.”

He steps forward.

“You’re everything to me. You always have been.”

He kisses you before you can argue. Soft. Slow. Sure.

ACE

You’re half-laughing with Izo in the galley when you say it.

“I love him. Ace, I mean.”

He’s in the doorway.

Frozen.

Your voice drops.

“He’d never believe me, though. I think he thinks I just see him as… fun. Not someone I want to build something with.”

You laugh again. A little strained.

“But I do. I really, really do.”

He backs out.

Later that night, you’re walking back to your room.

You turn a corner—and he’s there. Unusually serious.

“...You meant it?”

You jump.

“A-Ace?!”

“Earlier. What you said to Izo.”

“You heard that?”

“...Yeah. Every word.”

He steps closer. Looks nervous. Then sure.

“If you meant it—kiss me. Right now.”

You hesitate at first, but you do.

He groans softly into it, hands trembling as they wrap around you, deepening the feel of your lips on his.

And afterward?

“Let's build it.”

He mumbles into your shoulder.

“The brightest future in the sea. You and me.”

SHANKS

You’re chatting with Yasopp. Lighthearted.

He’s behind a post, hidden, drink forgotten in his hand.

“Yeah, I do. I love him. I can't even deny it anymore.”

You laugh. Soft. Fond.

“But c’mon. He’s Shanks. I’m just… me.”

Your voice drops.

“He’s so bright. I’d get burned.”

He steps out of the shadows.

“Should’ve said something.”

You jolt, flush.

“S-Shanks! You heard that—?!”

He shoots Yasopp a single look which has him scatter.

Then he walks up, gaze serious.

“Sweetheart, let's get something straight here.”

An ache of fear runs through you as you avert your eyes and brace yourself. Only for a finger to lift your chin up to face him.

“You’re the only one I’ve ever wanted to burn for.”

And then he kisses you.

Messy. Smiling. Starstruck.

LAW

You’re in the library. Quiet. Calm.

Bepo asks you something.

You answer without thinking.

“I love him. Trafalgar.”

Law’s nearby, out of sight.

You don’t see how his hand tightens around the book he’s holding.

“But it’s complicated. I’d give him everything, but I don’t think he’s ready for that.”

Later, you find a note on your door.

Just two words.

“I am.”

You turn to go find him—he’s already behind you.

Eyes soft. Vulnerable.

You don’t speak. Neither does he.

But he kisses you.

Gentle. Then desperate.

Like he’s afraid you’ll disappear.

“Don’t hide from me,” he whispers. “Not ever again.”

CORAZON

You’re sitting by the fireplace with one of the kids in town, voice low.

He’s outside the window.

Listening.

“I love him, you know? Rosi. But he’s too kind. Too good. I’m not supposed to touch something that soft.”

Your voice wavers.

“I-I’d ruin it.”

Later, when you're leaving, he grabs your arm from around the corner.

You jump.

“Rosi—?!”

He grabs your face in both hands and kisses you.

It’s messy. Tear-stained. Breathless.

When he pulls back, he presses a messy note into your palm.

“You could never ruin me.”

“I’ve only ever felt whole with you.”

And you’re already crying when he pulls you back into his arms.

[arixella]

Embers in the Tide (Part 1)

╰┈➤ pairing: Ace x female! reader

a/n: newww seriesss also feel free to send request the box is open <3 (edit: pt.2)

summary: Your weighed down by the legacy of being Whitebeard’s daughter and you find unexpected comfort and love in Ace, whose own hidden past mirrors his pain, and your bond grows from quiet companionship into something deeper and healing.

wc: 2.4k

contains: Fluff, slow-burn romance, moments of vulnerability and unspoken love.

The Moby Dick rocked gently with the waves, its massive white sails glowing under the golden hues of the setting sun. The laughter of your crewmates echoed across the deck—loud, warm, and familiar. And yet, it always seemed to reach you a few seconds too late, like your soul existed just a few steps behind everyone else's.

You sat at your usual spot on the upper deck, legs dangling over the edge, your arms resting on the rail as you watched the sea ripple with molten gold. You smiled when someone passed by. You laughed when Marco made another joke. You toasted with Thatch even if you barely sipped your drink. You did all the things expected of you.

But inside? You were tired.

Not in the way a good night's sleep could fix. It was a deeper kind of weariness—a quiet ache that settled in your bones. You didn’t even know when it started. Maybe it was the burden of being his daughter. Whitebeard’s blood, but no one else’s business. The crew knew, of course. Your family—Marco, Thatch, Izo—they’d never betray that trust. They were your brothers, your protectors. And your father… Well, he loved you in his own mountain-sized way. But the name, the legacy, the constant eyes—it was a lot. It was always a lot.

And you never asked for it.

Then Ace came.

Loud. Messy. Blazing with ambition and carrying the kind of sorrow that mirrored your own.

You didn’t care for him at first. Another hot-headed pirate with something to prove. He challenged Pops to a duel, of all things. You watched from afar with your arms crossed, unimpressed and half-hoping he’d trip over his own pride.

But he didn’t. He earned his place.

And somewhere along the line, he earned your attention too.

At first, it was little things. He'd wave to you every morning, no matter how groggy he looked. He’d sit next to you at meals even if you weren’t talking. One time, after a particularly rough skirmish with a rival crew, he found you on the deck later that night and simply sat beside you, saying nothing. Just shared the silence.

You didn’t realize how much that meant until he kept doing it.

You were both running from ghosts, in a way. You from the weight of a name you never asked for, and him... well, you’d later learn his name came with its own shadow.

Gol D. Roger.

You were shocked when he told you. It was late one night, the stars scattered above like broken glass. You were both leaning over the railing, sharing a drink, talking about everything and nothing.

He said it so casually, like it wasn’t the heaviest truth in the world.

“I’m his son,” he said, staring at the waves. “The Pirate King’s.”

You didn’t speak right away. You just turned to look at him, and he was bracing himself like he expected you to flinch. Like he was waiting for you to back away.

But you didn’t.

You put your hand over his. “You’re Ace.”

That was enough for you.

From that moment on, something shifted. You weren’t just crewmates anymore. You weren’t just two people with heavy names and tired hearts. You were something more—though neither of you said it out loud.

Fast forward to now: years had passed. You were older, stronger, wiser. Ace was commander of the Second Division. You had your own small team under you. And yet, no matter how high you climbed, Ace always made time for you.

Every day, without fail, he checked on you.

“You eating enough?” “You sleeping okay?” “You staying out of trouble?”

He was like a flame that wouldn’t go out—constantly circling you, flickering in and out of your personal space, always lighting up your dark corners.

Sometimes he’d lean against your doorframe at night, arms crossed and shirt half-buttoned, rambling about his latest mission. Other times, he’d bring you weird souvenirs from whatever island they docked at—a shiny rock, a weird snack, one time even a baby goat (which thankfully got rehomed quickly).

But your favorite thing?

When he talked about his brother.

“Luffy’s gonna be Pirate King someday,” he’d grin, eyes sparkling with pride. “I know it sounds crazy, but the kid’s unstoppable.”

You’d smile, leaning against him. “If he’s anything like you, I believe it.”

And he’d laugh, tipping his head back, that fire in his chest burning so brightly you could almost feel it warming your skin.

In those moments, the ache in your soul quieted. The weight of your bloodline faded into the background. Because when Ace was near, nothing else mattered.

A few days later, the crew was having another wild after party.

You couldn’t even remember what the occasion was—maybe another successful raid, or someone’s birthday (Thatch insisted it was his, but you’d heard him say that three times this month). Either way, the deck had been filled with music, laughter, the clinking of mugs, and the smell of roasted meat and spilled rum.

You’d stayed longer than usual. You were laughing. You were dancing. You were drinking more than you should’ve.

And of course, he was there.

Ace always found you, even in a crowd. Whether it was some sixth sense or just instinct, you didn’t know. But your eyes always found his too.

Now, long after most of the crew had either passed out or wandered off, you found yourself in his arms—your body slumped against his chest as he carried you down the hallway to your quarters.

You weren’t wasted, just tipsy and tired. But the closeness… that was new. His warmth, his scent, the way his heartbeat thudded against your cheek—it made your chest ache.

“You’re lucky I was still sober,” Ace muttered, his tone teasing but gentle. “You nearly face-planted off the railing.”

You laughed softly, your arms tightening just slightly around his neck. “I was fine.”

“Sure you were,” he smirked. “Totally balanced. Like a newborn deer on ice.”

You rolled your eyes, but didn’t let go.

He reached your room, nudging the door open with his foot. Inside, the lamplight glowed soft and golden, casting shadows across your bed and walls. He took a step toward the bed but stopped when you didn’t loosen your grip.

“…You okay?” he asked, a bit unsure now.

You pulled back just enough to look him in the eye, your arms still loosely looped around his neck. “Don’t put me down yet.”

Ace blinked. His hands hovered awkwardly around your waist, unsure whether to hold you or step away. His mouth opened like he was going to say something clever—but no words came.

So instead, you spoke.

“…Ace, you’re so beautiful.”

His breath caught.

You didn’t stop.

“You’re always so kind to me. Even when I don’t ask for it. Even when I’m difficult. Even when I… I don’t even know what I’m doing with myself.” You swallowed. “You always see me.”

The air thickened between you. Ace’s freckles seemed to glow under the soft lamplight, his eyes wide, lips parted as if stunned by your words. His fingers barely brushed your sides, hesitant, like one wrong move would shatter this entire moment.

“…You don’t know what it does to me, hearing that,” he said quietly. “No one’s ever looked at me like that before.”

You smiled, heart hammering against your ribs.

Your hand cupped his cheek.

And then, slowly, you leaned in.

You didn’t rush. You gave him time to pull away.

But he didn’t.

Ace met you halfway.

The kiss was soft, hesitant—like testing the edge of a flame. It lingered just long enough for your heart to stop and start again. His hands finally settled on your waist, fingers gripping gently like he was anchoring himself to you.

And just as you leaned in more, wanting to stay in that warmth, he pulled back.

“…We should stop,” he whispered, voice rough.

You looked up, eyes searching his face. “Why?”

“I—” he swallowed, brows furrowing. “Because if I fall for you… and I lose you…”

His voice cracked. Just a little. But it was enough to break something in you.

You placed a hand on his chest, over his heart, feeling how fast it beat.

“Ace,” you said gently, “I’m not going anywhere.”

His gaze stayed fixed on the floor, jaw clenched.

You stepped in closer, brushing your forehead against his.

“I know you’re scared. So am I. But you don’t have to protect yourself from me.” You lifted your head, eyes meeting his. “I love you, Ace. I think… I’ve loved you for a long time.”

The room was quiet. Only the soft creak of the ship and your breaths filled the silence.

Ace looked at you like he didn’t know whether to cry or kiss you again.

“…You do?” he said softly.

“I do.”

He exhaled, and something in his shoulders finally relaxed.

And then—he smiled.

A real one. Soft. Genuine. The kind of smile he only gave when he let himself feel safe.

“I love you too,” he whispered.

♡♡♡

© 2025 arixella | please do not plagiarize or translate any of my work without my consent.

[immortal-raine]

A few random whitebeard’s headcanons:

- In hot weather Atoms can be seen laying flat on his back sunbathing no matter how busy it gets on the main deck

- Whitebeard actually likes to banter with his kids about his health, it’s a guilty pleasure seeing his kids worry about him (smh someone get this old man)

- Rakuyo frequently overhears crew members secrets purely by accident. Rakuyo had trouble keeping it to himself so he avoided long conversations, worried it’ll slip out, cause when he starts talking he can’t stop, having no control of what comes out, but he found comfort in telling it all to Curiel, Curiel doesn’t care for rumors or secrets so he doesn’t mind having Rokuyo act as personal podcast while he works

- Haruta enjoys mysteries from mystery books, mysterious rumors, to Mysterious islands. He’s all up for it until it gets too paranormal, he’ll try to disprove it but once he can’t, it scares the crap out of him. (He’ll be thinking about it for weeks)

- Thatch loves telling spooky stories, he’s so good at telling them that he scares himself sometimes (Marco is tired of him having “surprise sleepovers” in his room (with the addition of Haruta and Jozu sometimes) these nights he actually go to sleep on time instead of pulling another all nighter to finish paperwork)

- Jozu is naturally superstitious and Thatch’s stories doesn’t help one bit, he gets struck with insomnia some nights (you can catch him asking Thatch was the stories true the next day or asking his other brothers if they believe it’s true, he just needs a bit of reassurance)

- Whitey bay bought all of Haruta clothes when he joined, she daunted on him a lot when he was younger, he ended up with her taste in clothes and some of her personality

- Izo has to make his kimonos himself, it’s one of the many forms of art he enjoys but like any artist, he’s got bad spending habits, spending chunks of his funds on different textured n patterned fabrics, different threads, and whatever else the shop owners swore he needed, he started giving half his money to Marco to hold for some type of control.

- Izo wrote many letters to Kiku, so many it could’ve became a travel log, it was later burned up with the moby during the paramount war.

- Rakuyo loves cats but has cat allergies, he sneezes like crazy with his eyes watering with no control as he nuzzles a kitten.

- Kingdew has pollen allergies, also of sneezing variety.

- Vista has an affinity for cats, he doesn’t take any in because of how of Rakuyo gets.

- Thatch has an affinity for all animals especially the large vicious ones, “Why bad if friend shaped” mentality. (He’d fold immediately if he seen a lion taking a nap with its paws covering it’s face)

- Marco has an affinity for birds (ofc) but gets irritated with them if they come bothering him too much, he still ends up feeding them. When he’s grumbling about the birds Thatch calls it “family drama”.

- Blamenco’s whole division holds pride in their craft, him included, they got a friendly rivalry with galley la workers (even though some of them are from galley la, it’s fun to to talk shit even if it’s your old friends) Galley la is always loud with banter and laughter when they come by to pick up materials.

[gatitties]

(I apologize if the English is bad, I'm using Google translate)

Can you do a headcanon of what it would be like to be Whitebeard's daughter? Like, what would the crew be like taking care of a child , how would they organize themselves and how would they react when she got her first period?

It's okay if you don't want to do it and I apologize if this broke any rules about what you can order!

—Whitebeard x young!fem!reader

—Summary: No one ever said that hormonal changes were easy to deal with, and now you understand.

—Warnings: none

nah its ok! you did all good dear <3

—Whitebeard took you under his wing when you were barely a child who couldn't walk more than four steps without stumbling, when you could barely babble meaningless and mispronounced words.

—He considered you his own child, just like everyone else who lived under his pirate flag, but of course, he took extra special care of you.

—You were the most precious and adorable member of the crew. His personal nurses adored you when you made that angry face when they are trying to put you away from your father's embrace, his lap and chest made for a very comforting bed, more than your actual one.

—To expend all the energy a child could have, you always had Ace and Thatch, they'd drag you into almost every argument so you'd choose who was right, even though you never understood what the hell they were talking about; you were only there for the drama.

—While Marco and Izo duo was more your comfort, the people you stayed calm with, you usually turned to Marco if you couldn't fall asleep, just like Ace, his warm embrace lulling you to sleep pretty quickly.

—Izo took on a more educational role, in charge of giving you a basic education, teaching you to read, write... basic things a child your age needed.

—Watching you grow was beautiful... and sad, your features were still soft, but you could already do things on your own without their constant help; you no longer needed to waste energy to sleep well, private lessons weren't necessary because you were an excellent self-taught person, and you no longer threw a tantrum at being taken off your father's lap.

—You were barely entering pre-adolescence when the worst of things happened to you, perhaps a little young, but predictable, Izo had already spoken and warned you about this, but seeing and feeling it... God.

—You caused quite a stir on the ship, not because you were making a scene, but because of your sudden mood swings, you seemed to be in a constant bad mood and acting unlike your usual self, but you couldn't help feeling irritated, annoyed, confused, disgusted... it was an unexplained whirlwind of emotions dancing around you.

—It didn't take long for Izo to connect the dots when he saw how you occasionally frowned, clutching your lower stomach, as if trying to endure pangs of pain.

—He said nothing and sent Thatch to make you some tea to help with the cramps, bloating, and bad mood.

—The cook didn't take long to catch on when you barely thanked him with a grunt when he served you the tea.

—Don't be so hard on him, you're his cute little sister who he pranks Ace with from time to time, he won't be long before he bursts into tears if you're hard on him.

—Whitebeard could only smile and stroke your head when you approached him for comfort, you had visited Marco for something to calm you, but nothing soothed you more than being protected in your father's arms, resting your head against his chest (more like his belly, since almost anyone would have to climb to reach his pecs), hearing his slow, measured breathing, and the hum of his powerful voice as he spoke.

—It gave you security, made you feel at home, welcomed, and protected by all those who respected him.

—It was a temporary solution that lightened your mood, but it was only the first day, God knows how much you hate that second day of the month.

—Day on which Ace will probably notice your changing behavior, because he's always the last to know about things in general.

—He'll pat you on the head many, many times, as if he were trying to appease an untamed beast.

—He's always surprised because he never knows how you'll react, you always oscillate between melting into the affectionate touch or biting his hand.

—Although Ace is another of your great reliefs, since Marco is usually busier, Ace is a big warm blanket that you like to wrap yourself in when the discomfort is most persistent, the warmth numbs the pain and makes you sigh with relief.

—This event only serves as a reminder that you're growing up and will no longer be the little girl who could barely walk without holding hands. Oh, time, they wish they could see you grow up healthy and happy.

[electric-ocean-explorer]

Marco x Reader

"Pelican Counselor"

Chapter 2

Warnings: Dunno, plushie kidnapping?

Word count: ~700

Synopsis: Time to work on the counselor stuff and get close to these loud pirates.

Notes: Sorry about the shorties, I'm a little bit busy with cosplay stuff. Ace have lotta accessories, but I love him, so is worth the trouble. Do you guys want to see cosplay related content?

Next cookies: Second chance

    It didn’t take long before they set up a room for your new role. It was small, probably some old storage space, but big enough to turn into a cozy office for receiving your “patients.” Anyone who stepped inside could tell it was so you: soft cushions, little potted plants, and a cookie jar (courtesy of Thatch, for emotional support he said). The final touch? A little sign on the door that read: “Yoru’s Counseling Room. The door is always open.”

    The fame of the Pelican Counselor spread like wildfire, and every day your tiny office welcomed all kinds of visitors: pirates seeking advice, others homesick, and some who just needed someone to talk to. It was strange, for the first time you saw things from a softer and more compassionate angle. So many strong, intimidating pirates... with such fragile hearts. Little by little, you felt like a sister to each of them. At last, you truly understood what it meant to be part of this crew.

    That big, loud family.

    Haruta was one of your first patients. You remember the day vividly. The curious crowd had finally given you some breathing room after the grand opening of your office when you heard hesitant footsteps outside the door. Someone was clearly too nervous to knock. After a few seconds, there it was, a soft knock and you immediately invited them in.

“Hey, Yoru.” He didn’t seem particularly cheerful, but he tried to act casual. “Everything alright around here?”

“Haruta! Good to see you. Things have been a little slow.” You offered a gentle smile. “But what about you? How are you doing?”

He flinched at that.

“Uh... I think I messed up.” He scratched the back of his head, embarrassed, and sat on the couch, staring at the floor for a moment. You waited. “I made Marco really mad.”

    You raised an eyebrow. Marco being mad wasn’t exactly rare, it was practically part of life on the Moby Dick. But something in Haruta’s tone made it sound a little more serious than usual.

“What happened?”

    Haruta sighed, shoulders slumped. “On the last island we stopped at, he bought something weird... a stuffed animal. Marco’s not really the plushie type, you know? So Izo and I figured it out right away — it had to be a gift for some girl. But when we asked, he wouldn’t say who it was for.” He covered his face with both hands. “Sooo... I had the brilliant idea to kidnap the plushie until he told us. And, yeah, that obviously just pissed him off.”

    You sat quietly, processing it. You never thought you’d see Marco actually angry like that, it was new. Not that you could lie, now you were curious about the story behind the plushie too.

“Now I don’t know how to give it back without getting my head chopped off,” Haruta sighed heavily. He really did seem to care about making things right, they must be close friends.

    You slowly crossed your legs, rested your elbows on the chair’s arms, and gave him a half-smile.

“Well, first of all, kidnapping sentimental mascots isn’t exactly a technique endorsed in therapy books.”

Haruta groaned, sinking deeper into the sofa.

“Buuut... lucky for you, I know how to fix it. I’ve made mistakes like this myself, and to be honest? The best way to fix it is by being direct and sincere. Return the plushie, apologize, and be honest. Marco isn’t the type to hold grudges. But from now on, be more mindful when you’re stepping into someone’s personal space. You could lose more than you think.”

Haruta looked much calmer when you finished.

“Guess I was pretty hard-headed... I’ll think twice before plushie-napping again.”

“Then my job here is done!” you said with a grin, hands on your hips. Then, leaning toward him like you were revealing a state secret, you whispered “But just between us, if you find out who the plushie’s for, you have to tell me.”

Haruta burst out laughing.

“If I survive bird-brain’s fury, I swear I’ll tell you.”

And with that, he left the office.

You chuckled to yourself, staring at the door.

“Hope I didn’t just sign his death sentence…”

[luffyvace]

☆♪Ace x childhood best friend reader (who he has a crush on)☆♪

I’m trying to make my titles more appealing and fun to look at hopefully it’s working~!

(still not bothering with aesthetics this is something i personally wanna do)

For the record these are gender neutral so no worries

How y’all met? I’m not gonna go into specifics but you likely went into his territory

unless you met on one of his trips to the city for food n such

those three brothers are close and two didn’t trust easily back then

But once you make it in they’re circle there’s no backing down

from then on you always go to play with them and go on adventures together

they decided to keep you as a friend rather than a sibling

(back to present)~

ace honestly loves you because you accepted him, your cool, your (likely) strong whether that’s mentally or physically and most of all you’ve stuck by his side all this time

even him and luffy went they’re separate ways to become pirates

but you? You two met and have never separated since

you’ve literally kept your promise not to leave unlike no other

your always there

finally he has someone in his corner

and someone as cool as you?? How could he not fall in love 😍😍

Really he figured it out while just spacing out one day real early

like early enough to see the sunrise

he was just staring off, scouting just in case, although his mind was mostly on you

he laughed to himself thinking about memories of you two

and even more so that your still here

he noticed how nervous he now was to talk to you when you got up

he had a funny feeling in his stomach, his hands/breathing was jittery and he kept running his hand through his hair, trying to fight a smile

he was so incredibly nervous yet excited to see you!!

but why?! Today’s an ordinary day!

what is he some kind of love sick puppy?!…

lovesick?

LOVE???

WAIT WHAT THE CRAP HE NEVER CONSIDERED THAT!!

wait….no way, right?? He’s in love??

bro WHAT?! HE’S IN LOVE??

he’s..in love with (name)

wow…all this time he never even thought of that

NOW HE REALIZES HOW FLIRTY HE’S BEEN WITH YOU?!

it wasn’t even intentional!!

and now that he realizes it…….he always has the funny feeling every time he talks to you!

and his heart spikes when you call him!

bro…..wow.

*sits there in realization for the next hour*

how he acts when he has a crush:

Honestly he’s just trying to impress you and make you happy in every way

he acts chivalrous, paying for all the diners you stop at, opening doors, pulling out chairs, reminding you of things, grabbing your coat, doing you favors (ones you didn’t ask for but appreciate)

yes this is all very cliche and cheesy but you can’t go wrong with that right??

I mean…does it look like he knows how to love?! 😀

he never met either of his parents!! 😬🤦‍♀️

bro is trying his best okay?? 🤷‍♀️

he playfully shows off

he does it in a way that’s not annoying too, it doesn’t feel like he’s bragging when he does it

”hurrrr look at my big musclessss! ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ”

LOLLL

he does it in a way that makes you laugh so it seems more like a joke

he gets you meaningful trinkets and stuff he remembers you like/said your wanted

when you two join the WBP

he also asks Marco and Izo for advice on how to act around you (just act normal bro)

as well as whitebeard!!

Thatch too

he rambled to literally everyone except you about you

then he has to beg and do favors for them not to tell you all the cheesy/embarrassing things he says

goodness Ace 🤦‍♀️

he goes around like a love sick puppy for a few weeks ranting about you and celebrating about becoming a man (😂💗)

but then when Marco asks when he’s gonna ask you out….

Ace FREAKS out.

like he literally forgot about that part-

IS IT TOO LATE?! DID YOU ALREADY FIND ANOTHER MAN??-

wait you two are childhood best friends you would’ve told him 🤨

oh.

okay well great!-

now……how does he confess?🧍‍♀️

seriously he doesn’t know how. He doesn’t know what to say, do or give you

OR where to do it OR when OR if he’s even good enough OR if you won’t like him..

WAIT WHAT IF HE’S NOT A GOOD ENOUGH BOYFRIEND?!

wait..WHAT IF YOU DON’T LOVE HIM BACK⁉️

He’s feels like giving up already😞

theres so many women/men in the world why would you want some lost parentless pirate who questions his existence…

now when he goes to Marco and says all that he just laughs at him and calls him emo 😊

no but in all seriousness he brings Ace back to his senses and reminds him about what if you DO love him back 😏

😮🤩🤩

he forgot all about that!- (😀)

WAIT WHAT IF YOU DO LIKE HIM BACK!!

THIS IS SO EXCITING!!

him and Marco run to find izo and have a bro meeting immediately

which happens and the three immediately start planning the confession >:3

they put they’re heads together to conjure something they know you’d like but doesn’t seem too sappy

his confession !! 🤩

the next time the ship stops at an island he takes you to a calm beach area where you relax and have some fun all day

your nakama are around but it mostly just seem like the world is just you and Ace right now

midday is when Ace strikes!

this was izo’s idea

no! it’s not because if he had to wait the next day to interact with you as his girlfriend he wouldn’t get any sleep >:(

Ace brought the topic to your childhood past together as you ate lunch and at some point you didn’t notice he transitioned to how he feels about you and how much he cares about you and that it would be everything to him if you became his girlfriend.

now it’s your turn to ‘WAIT WHAT’ :)

that was so smooth!

you didn’t even notice he was trying to confess until the end!

Wow did that surprise you!

at least your muscles were still working so that you could nod your head because you certainly didn’t know what to say!

____________「what do you say?」____________

____________Yes. No.____________ ＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿ (mini bonus): if you aspired to be a pirate, simply don’t mind or would like to support his dream, you joined the spade pirates! (Which obviously gets consumed into the whitebeard pirates, but hey your captain made the decision so you don’t mind). If your strong he’ll make you vice captain since your his first ever nakama. <3 otherwise you might be the navigator, medic or something else your good at! Likely not something that puts you in immediate danger though. He worries about the ones he loves leaving him too much for that.

HOPE YOU ENJOYED LOVLIES !! 🦋🦋

I need to write about ace more but I also needs get past the impel down arc but I also don’t (spoiler) wanna watch his death but I also wanna see more of his backstory and finish one piece and- ｡.:*｡.:*💥 _:(´o`」 ∠): …… d(￣ ￣) - I’m good

[justwritingscenarios]

I am SO SORRY for the two months delay but I really had issues writing this request. I started it over about 7 times... But I am FINALLY content with it. SO here we go !

Scenario 1 : continuously denying others who think they are together

Izo x GN!Reader // Words : 2.3K // Warnings : few swearing (no beta reader).

« Are you two dating?”

The first time someone asked you this question, it was Thatch, during a lunch.

“Why. No?” You were as confused as Izo was. Nothing was going on between you. You were just friends. Thatch didn’t insist. You had no idea what made him think like this…

*

“You’re dating?”

The second time, it was Ace. Izo chocked when the water went down the wrong way. You patted this back as he coughed.

“What the fuck Ace?”

“You’re sharing your bottle with him! You’re never sharing it with me!”

“Because his is empty.”

Ace, short on arguments, shout-talked: “Ok but that’s an indirect kiss!”

Between two coughs, Izo murmured a dumbass to the younger boy. You sighed. An indirect kiss…

*

“Ginjo or daiginjo?” Marco murmured.

“Hm?” You were on food shopping with Thatch. Marco went along you in an alcohol store.

“Izo’s birthday is coming soon. I wanted to offer him sake, but I can’t remember his favourite.”

“Ginjo.” You pointed at the right one on the shelf. “The fruitiest.”

“You know his taste so well.” The first commander gave you a side-eyed glare and smirked. “No wonder you’re his boy/girlfriend.”

“I am not.” You emphasized the not strongly. You just knew his taste because you were the cook’s assistant… You turned back to the wine section. What was the one Thatch used for his boeuf bourguignon again?

*

It went on like this. At least twice or thrice a week, Izo and you had to deny any romance going on between you. You wondered if there was a crewmate that hadn’t ask you yet. Yet, you never changed your words: it was just a friendship.

Izo had not such effect on you.

Sure, you thought he was an interesting man, experienced and talented in plenty of ways. He knew how to talk, how to take care of himself was it for his hair, his make-up, or his clothes. His eyes were captivating, and his voice was charming, of course. But he had no effect on you.

Right?

“(NAME)!” You turned your head to Thatch. “The food will burn. Turn it.”

You quickly answered his command and turned down the fire a bit. You sighed. You never got lost on your thoughts while on cooking duty. The cook knew it as well.

“What’s happening? It’s the third time this week you almost burned a meal. You should ask Marco to check you if you feel unwell.”

“I’m well. I’m not sick.”

From the counter you were working on, you saw Izo and another commander passing by a window. He sent you a smile and a quick hand sign, to which you responded, before going further.

“Not sick but lovesick, hm.”

You gave a snap on Thatch’s hand with your spatula.

“Ow! You shouldn’t hit a commander. Even more, your own division commander.” He said in a teasing tone.

“I am hitting a friend. My division commander friend. I fear no consequences.”

“You should! I feel jealous because you wouldn’t do this to your friend Izo.” You raised the spatula to snap him once more, yet he dodged it this time. You didn’t answer and got back to your task. But Thatch wasn’t having it. He observed your moves, seriousness in his expression for once.

“Stop watching me like this. You have work to do, Commander. Diner time is in an hour.”

“I know you like him.”

“I already told you we are not dating.”

“That’s not what I said. I said you like him.”

“I don’t.”

“What would you do if he kissed you?”

“What?” You stopped what you were doing and turned to him, eyebrows frowned. “What are you talking about now?”

“What would you do if he kissed you? Suddenly. Out of nowhere.”

“I don’t know… Your question is so strange.”

“Ok, then what would you do if I kissed you?”

This time you answered without hesitation. “I’d punch you in the face. Don’t you dare.” Thatch laughed and waved a hand between the two of you, indicating he had no intention to.

“See, that’s my point. You’re doing everything differently whenever it comes to him. I know I won’t convince you about it right now. Just think about it. Next time someone ask you if you’re dating, ask yourself why.”

*

You didn’t plan to pay attention to Thatch’s words.

“You’re so cute like this. You look like lovebirds in their nest- HAHA MISSED!”

Izo sent one of his geta to Ace’s face that went through him. OUCH. The second one got him on the back of his head. It was nighttime. You were sitting on the deck with Izo, his head on yours resting on his shoulder.  You were reading, waiting for the sleep to come. It wasn’t something unusual for you.

While Izo got back to his reading, your eyes kept reading the same sentence again and again… You were sat with Izo, resting against him, in your little own world until Ace’s arrival. It was intimate… even more when you think about the other times you would read in the same hammock or alone in the nest. Yet nothing never happened because you were just friends.

“(Name), you’re ok? You haven’t turned your page in a moment.” Izo’s breath on your ear awaken you.

“Y-yeah… I’m falling asleep on my book. I should probably go to sleep right now.”

“Sure. Have a good night, (Name).” You felt your inside warm. Since when Izo’s words made you feel warm?

*

“It’s been months. Can’t you just stop pretend and make it official? Everyone knows already.”

“You know Vista, I never thought about hurting any of you in about 20 years. But right now, I’m contemplating the idea of knocking you out.”

“Try me.”

Occasionally, when Thatch would finish tidying the kitchen early, he would invite a few fellow commanders to have a drink and play cards in the scullery. This time, there were Izo, Vista, Marco, and a sleeping Ace. Izo had won the previous games, and it wasn’t to Vista’s taste. He knew your relation was a good subject to distract the 16th division commander.

“Why don’t you want to tell us about it?”

“Because there is nothing to say beside it’s friendship.”

“Friendship. I’m friend with all of you but I would never read while resting my head on your shoulder.” Vista fluttered exaggeratedly his eyelashes Izo’s way.

“Lucky us, you would crush our shoulder under your weight.” Marco said and Izo added sneakily: “Do you even know how to read?”

Everyone still heard him and laughed. It earned him a punch in the arm from Vista.

“We know they’re special for you. Just ask them out already. Everyone’s on your asses because it’s clear as water you’ve been made for each other.” Vista added to his point, this time seriously; yet never forgetting his intention to distract Izo.

“Sure.”

“I can prove my point: they’re the only one you shared your reading with, they’re the only one you sleep with, the only one you shared your bottle with-Ace was right about it” At the call of his name, the young man woke up with a card glued on his cheek. “-Hell, they’re the only one that can touch your hair and keep their hand. You let them brush it for you, I saw it!”

“And so what? How does any of this prove I have romantic feelings for (Name)?” Izo sighed, looking at a mute Vista.

“What would you do if Marco tried to kiss you?”

Marco sent a side-eye to Thatch meaning why me. But he knew Thatch chose him because he was one of the longest friends Izo had and that he wasn’t annoyed with him at the moment, like he was with Vista.

“I would push him back or step backwards, something like this. But I don’t see your point.”

“What would you do if (Name) tried to kiss you?” Everyone’s gaze went from Izo to Thatch to Izo again. It was the first time the black-haired man was left speechless about that subject.

“You don’t know? Or you know but don’t want to say it?”

Izo gritted his teeth and looked down. He slammed his cards on the table, his game visible, and left the room without another word.

Izo had a winning game.

*

“So you wouldn’t kiss me. I’m disappointed.” A little smile showed on Izo’s red lips when he recognised Marco’s voice. The blond man came to his side and imitated his position, crossed arms resting on the railing.

“I’m sorry I left like this.”

“Don’t be. Vista was so preoccupied to confuse you that he got lost on his own and I won thanks to your desertion. And… They’ll get over it. They’re big boys.” Izo just hummed for an answer. “You know… Vista’s idea to ask them out isn’t that bad. I mean, you initially got closer to them because you were interested in them, right?” Marco watched Izo sighed and nodded. “Then what stopped you?”

“We’re friends. That’s what.”

“If by that you mean that you’re scared they don’t see you as more than a friend then let me tell you something: I haven’t been so captivated by a dawning romance since Oden and Toki.”

“It was 25 years ago.”

“That’s my point, Izo. For months I got to see the two of you sharing moments and looks. You know that most of our men don’t care about romance and yet you passionate them.” Izo shut his eyes and sighed once again. “To be honest I may be a bit guilty for everything. The first time Thatch asked you if you were dating it was because I give him the idea.” Izo looked at Marco with his eyebrows frowned. “You were there talking and whenever one of you was looking around, one had such a tender gaze for the other… It was physically hurting to witness your obliviousness. I thought it would give a little push… But you kept stated you were just friends and you stopped making moves their way. I’m sorry, Izo.”

Izo shook his head. “Don’t be.” He had drunk and processed Marco’s every words. He could have been mad, but he wasn’t at all. His friend wanted to help after all. And it gave him hope and strength he’d lost in the last months. He was about to go but Marco caught him.

“One last thing.”

*

Izo knew you were asleep when he left Marco. So, he waited until the early hours of the day when you would come in the kitchen to prepare the breakfast. You were always beginning the preparation by yourself.

When he entered, you had just started cutting bread.

“You knew it was Ginjo.”

You almost cut yourself and turned around to see Izo. He apologized for the scare.

“The Ginjo? Your favourite sake. What about it?”

“Marco told me you helped him choose it for my birthday gift.”

“Hm, right. He didn’t remember. I did. You know it’s my job as the cook assistant.”

“Yet, you couldn’t remember the usual wine Thatch was using for his beef recipe. That’s what Marco said.”

You frowned, wondering where the conversation was going. He had come closer to you during your small talk, and you could see his tired features. He hadn’t sleep much, if at all, but he mostly looked tensed, unsure, and decided. You left your duty aside to give him your full attention.

“Thatch asked me what I would do if Marco tried to kiss me. I told him I would push him away.” You were even more confused, and at the same time, you remembered Thatch asking you a similar question. “He also asked what I would do if you tried to kiss me.”

Since he didn’t continue, you asked “What did you answer?”

“Actually, I didn’t answer… But I had plenty of images in my mind I couldn’t describe.”

Considering his choice of words, Izo started apologising about it sounded perverted, unappropriated according to him. But you cut him short.

“He asked me too. He asked me what I would do if you ever tried to kiss me.” You read in Izo’s eyes his desire to know more. “I said I don’t know. But now I do.” You looked down, feeling your skin suddenly burning under Izo’s intense gaze. “I… I would let you do it. I would kiss you back.”

You felt his fingers brush under your chin and gently pull it up so you could watch the sweetness in his eyes. His pupils moved on your whole face, between your eyes to your lips, looking for permission and any sign of doubt or refusal on your part. But the fact you grabbed his cloth to pull him down and closer comforted him in his previous action. Your lips touched, smoothly, lightly the first time. More forcefully and strongly on the second as each of you grabbed the other by the neck. A thrill ran through your body when you sensed his warm tongue brushed your lips in the kiss.

Izo pecked you once more before he broke the kisses. He didn’t pull back thought. His hand on your neck fell to your hips to keep you close to him.

*

“Izo, I wanted to apologise for yesterday. And, I won’t tease you about your relationship with (Name) anymore.”

“Thanks, I appreciate. Even thought it won’t be necessary.” Vista frowned at Izo’s answer.

Izo and Vista were already almost done with their breakfast when you joined them and sat right next to Izo as per usual. You exchanged a look and smiled timidly. Ace that was passing by behind you stopped when he saw this.

“Ow, you’re definitely the cutest couple!”

“Thanks, Ace.” You answered him happily while Izo laughed at Ace and Vista’s lost faces. Things promised to be interesting.

[lighthouseofstories]

Little Stowaway

08/09/23 TW: Child Slave, alludes to past child abuse and neglect, four grown men try to figure out what to do with a small girl.

Summary: 273 is a nameless child slave with only a number for identity, who hopes to escape her abusive captors. During a fight with another pirate crew, the perfect opportunity to run presents itself. She sneakily manages to stowaway on the new pirates' ship and hides herself. But what will happen when the crew of this infamous ship finds her before she has a chance to leave for land?

Marco runs his hand through his hair and sighs in frustration. Throughout the day he keeps picking up a presence on the ship, but like a light breeze, it’s gone as soon as it appears. For someone to be able to hide their presence like this, they were certainly worthy of being considered a danger in Marco’s books. 

It’s late and Pops as well as a good deal of the crew have retired for the night, so Marco convinces himself it isn’t an imminent enough threat to concern Pops and instead, he decides to speak to Thatch about it. 

Finding Thatch was easy, he is setting up for tomorrow’s breakfast in the galley. “Oi Thatch, I need you to keep an eye out. I think there’s someone on the ship. But they’re trying to hide their presence so it makes it hard to track them.” 

Thatch stops cutting the onions and turns to look at Marco with a frown. “You think they’re a threat?” He asks seriously.”

Marco just runs a hand through his hair and shrugs. “Who knows. But I’d rather keep up my guard than not yoi.” 

Thatch nods in understanding. He is going to say something else but at that moment  Izo walks into the galley and looks curiously between Marco and Thatch. “You two look rather concerned. Anything I should know?” He calmly raises an elegant brow. 

Marco sighs as he replies to Izo, “I think we have a stowaway. I catch glimpses of their presence only for it to disappear again. I’m wondering whether someone from the ship we decided to take down earlier decided to sneak on board in hopes of getting revenge on us for crushing them yoi.” 

Izo contemplates for a moment before he speaks up, “But if they wanted revenge, why haven’t they acted on it yet?”

Thatch shrugs. “Maybe they’re waiting for a good opportunity?” 

“Well regardless of their plan, we better keep our eyes open yoi.” Marco warns the two who nod in agreement.

Later that evening Izo is taking a stroll around the ship, just checking that everything is in order and nothing is amiss when he hears some light shuffling coming from behind the crate boxes that hadn’t been put away yet. Curious and concerned about Marco’s words, he listens carefully, his hand on his gun. But after standing there for a while, Izou concludes that this doesn’t sound like the movements of a trained fighter, especially not when a small sneeze is heard. With a theory formed in his head, Izou heads to Thatch for resources to put his plan to work. 

Thatch is undoubtedly incredibly confused about why Izo wants the buns from Lunch, even telling him that if he’s hungry he’ll just make him something fresh to eat, but on Izou’s refusal he gives in and hands the plate over, grumbling all the while.

Returning to the pile of crates, Izo leans against them and places the plate on a low crate next to him, then, opening a newspaper he pretends to be busy. 

Way quicker than he expected, the shuffling returns, and hesitantly a small hand reaches up to the crate and towards the plate of buns. 

Acting quickly, Izo leans down and packs up the small figure under the arms, lifting them up to see the culprit.

His eyes soften at the sight in his arms. A scruffy-looking girl who can’t be more than six is staring at him with green eyes wide with fear. He sighs and does his best to give her a soft smile. "It’s alright I won’t hurt you, but there is someone we need to go and talk to.” Then still holding her under his arm, he picks up the plate of buns off the floor and heads back to the kitchen. 

“You’re back this quick-!?” Thatch’s words are cut midpoint as he turns around and sees the small figure that Izo is still holding.

“Izo, who is that!?” Thatch yells loudly as he continues to stare at the girl who’s desperately trying to disappear in Izo’s arms.

“Shh! Do you plan on waking up the whole ship Thatch!?” Izo angrily hisses but then calms himself down. “Thatch, can you go and find Marco?  I’m worried she’ll try to run if I let her go. Tell him I’ve found his stowaway.” 

Still staring at the girl in shock, Thatch nods but fills a pitcher with water and looks around for a small cup the girl can have. “Tch I don’t think we have anything small for her to drink from and I could of at least heated those buns before you gave them to her.” Thatch eventually takes a sake cup and puts it down in front of Izo and the girl before heading out to find Marco. 

Meanwhile, Izo puts the girl down next to him but keeps a light grip on her shoulders as he tells her, “We won’t hurt you. You can have these buns and there’s also water. But eat slowly.” 

The girl watches him carefully, like a small spooked animal ready to flee for its life, but eventually hunger wins over and she quickly takes a bun and starts to devour it. Then another and another. She takes gulps of water in between to help her swallow them and Izo refills the sake glass. He watches the girl with a frown on his face, he’s curious about how long she’s been hiding from them and who exactly she is. Judging from her appearance she wasn’t treated well wherever she is from.  

The door opens and in comes Thatch with Marco by his side.

Marco’s eyebrows shoot up at the sight of the little girl and Thatch just shrugs his shoulders next to him. “I did tell you, you need to see it for yourself.” 

Marco sighs and sits down next to the girl who flinches, bumping into Izo who steadies her so she doesn’t end up falling off the stool. Marco holds up his arms in surrender and smiles. “Woah woah I won’t hurt you yoi. say kid, do you have a name?” 

She tenses up, watching the three men warily but responds, “273 or girl, or you.” She responds and continues to devour the last few buns. 

Her response has the three men stunned into silence as they look at each other with serious faces. Who doesn’t have a name and is just a number?

Alright kiddo, how about your age? How old are you?” Thatch asks with a small smile. 

She frowns and shakes her head. “I don’t know.” 

“You.. don’t know?” Thatch asks hesitantly. 

She shakes her head and avoids eye contact.

“What exactly… should we do Marco? She’s not a threat… but she did stowaway.” Izo asks with a frown.

“But She’s a very cute stowaway” Thatch smiles and pinches the girl's cheek who looks very lost at the words. 

Marco sighs and takes off his glasses, rubbing his eyes tiredly, looking like he aged another ten years in the time they've been in the kitchen. “Kid, where did you come from and why are you on this ship?” 

“I wasn’t trying to be trouble! I just want to go away! I thought this ship would stop on the island and I could leave when everyone was asleep. But then you didn’t and I ended up stuck here.” She hurriedly tells them while wildly shaking her head.

“Alright did you come from the ship with the Jolly Roger that has an eyepatch?” Marco asks and she nods. 

“What are we going to tell pops?” Thatch asks the question on everyone’s minds.

“What are we telling pops?” A tired voice asks and all three men’s heads shoot in the direction of the door where Ace is yawning. 

Ace suddenly stops in his tracks and stares at the girl sitting next to Izo. His eyes widen and he points at her. But before he has a chance to say anything, Thatch hisses at him.“Shh ace close the door! Do you want the whole ship to hear?!” 

Ace does as he’s told and goes to sit opposite Izo and the girl. “Soo who is this? Do one of you have a secret child you suddenly found out about?” Ace teases them with a grin.

Thatch’s eyebrow twitches and he hits Ace over the head. 

Marco just sighs for what feels like the hundredth time that night. “We found her hiding behind the crates or technically Izo found her and managed to get a hold of her. We were just discussing what to tell pops tomorrow in regards to her yoi.” 

Ace looks at the girl and grins, “Heh, you’re a cute stowaway aren’t you?” 

“See? That’s what I said.” Thatch smugly tells the others

“Alright, we can’t show her to pops like this. Missy you’re going to need a bath. Any volunteers yoi?” Marco asks as he points at the girl.

Ace shrugs, “ You’re the doctor.” 

Thatch points at Izo, “Izo found her.” 

Izo looks at Ace with a scowl. “Aren’t you the one with younger siblings?”

“Sibling, Luffy is younger than me and Sabon was the same age as me. And don’t you also have a younger sibling Izo? Also, as one of the people with the longest hair, you’re probably the best suited for fixing… this…” Ace shrugs before he gestures to the girls matted hair. 

Izo sighs, giving in. “Fine, but find her something to wear. She can’t walk around in this.” he gestures at the threadbare dress that just about goes above her knees. With that, Izo stands up and smiles down at the girl. “Come on then, time for a bath.” He doesn’t wait for a response before he scoops her up into his arms and heads to the infirmary bathroom.

After the bath, Izo dries the girl off and wraps a towel around her. Then still in a towel he sits her down on a chair and takes a look at her matted hair. He takes an old brush of his and sets to work on trying to detangle the bird's nest on her head. 

Unfortunately, even though it was drowned in conditioner, this mess is simply beyond the help of a hairbrush. A quick look down at the girl shows she’s got a white grip on the chair and trembling eyes that are desperately trying to hold back tears. 

He sighs and puts the brush down, “I’m sorry little one, I should have just gone to the easiest option from the beginning. Let’s give you a bit of a makeover alright?” With that, he picks up the scissors and carefully sets on cutting her hair into a manageable state.

Sometime later Izou stands back to observe his work. Her once tangled hair that resembled a bird’s nest is now up to her chin and waving slightly. After a moment of thinking, Izou also gives her a fringe. Now, Izo can’t help but smile. This, he decides is a massive improvement from her earlier state. 

The night is chilly, so he dries her hair off with the towel and then dresses her in the spare shirt one of the guys found for her. It’s long enough to touch the floor and too wide so he wraps the sash that comes with it around her several times to secure it a bit more to her tiny body. Due to a lack of child-sized socks and shoes, her feet will, unfortunately, have to remain bare for now. 

Izo nods at his finished handiwork, meanwhile, big green eyes just blink at him in confusion while looking down at the clothes she was wearing in awe. 

Meeting up with the others in the kitchen Izo puts her back down on the chair that she unfortunately  has to kneel on to be able to see the top of the table. 

“What happened to her hair?!” Thatch almost drops his drink in shock. 

Izo just sighs. “It wasn’t cooperating so it had to go. Besides, this is for the better. It can grow out healthily now” 

“You still look cute, don’t worry and you’ve got a lovely hair colour.” Ace tells her as he gestures to her reddish brown locks with a smile. 

She shyly smiles and looks down at her lap.

“Anyways, while you’ve been gone Izo, it’s been decided that she’ll sleep in the infirmary and I’ll stay there with her. I’m the morning, I’ll go explain the situation to pops and one of you will stay with her until I come and get you yoi.” 

Marco finishes and looks at the girl who’s fighting to keep her eyes open and is leaning against Izo. 

Pfft Marco has to look away to not laugh at the adorable sight. He has never seen Izo so soft with someone before, over a span of a few hours this girl has somehow managed to worm her way to his caring side.

After they finish discussing what to do with the girl who’s now asleep in Izou’s lap and solidifying their plan for tomorrow, it's decided everyone should try and get some rest.

Seeing as the girl is holding onto his sleeve and refuses to let go even in her sleep, Izo has no choice but to pick her up and carry her to the infirmary with Marco having gone ahead to get her a bed ready.

In the infirmary he gives up trying to free her hands from his haori and just carefully takes it off and lets her cuddle up with it. 

The action makes Izo smile. He hopes pops will go easy on her tomorrow, she’s so small and deserves to have a chance for a better life. 

One last look at the sleeping girl and a goodnight to Marco he leaves for his own room, tomorrow is going to be a long day.

[chaosverseline]

Imu, Yriaf and whitebeard’s pirates

Backstory:

-Yriaf also regards whitebeard’s other sons and daughters as her own. Her unofficial favorite adoptive sons are Marco, thatch, and jozu.

-imu was more reluctant, but secretly their fav adoptive grand son is actually izo.

-both Yriaf and imu agree Tate is no.1 best girl . They also agree on their least favorite and that goes to teach, they felt something is off about teach and they are proven right after they found out what teach has nearly done to crocodile.

-imu ranted about how blind and dumb Edward Newgate is about the red flags on Blackbeard. It made imu’s view on whitebeard plummet to the underground. Yriaf tries to defend her husband but knew her mother does have a point.

-it was until after teach betrays whitebeard,heavily injured thatch and kidnapped ace , is when both ladies snapped and committed bloody torture homicide.there is wasn’t much left of teach after that incident, legends said that the Blackbeard pirates are still trying to find all the pieces of Blackbeard after marine ford.

- the ladies pulls some strings to get ace in a safer cell, meaning a cell with a whitebeard ally aka jinbei . It was across crocodile’s “cell” where he has it all for himself. ( later ace was moved to share the same cell with crocodile, crocodile has adopted ace and Sabo years ago when he was reunited with luffy.)

-crocodile’s cell is a luxury five star hotel compare to the rest of impel down cells. He got a tv, shelf full of books, a “service” bell, where he can get delivery of takeout food from nearby restaurants, newspapers are delivered to his cell, unlimited visitor hours that he can pick and choice who to talk with and any thing he want.

-And crocodile was embarrassed by the whole thing. Crocodile is very prideful and independent. He is not a nepo baby and definitely won’t go running and crying to mommy,daddy or even granny if trouble comes around. He prefer to deal with his own problems and would get annoyed when his parents and granny interferes.

-The first time yriaf visited crocodile, crocodile got so embarrassed that he wouldn’t show his face for days. How would he look like a tough, formidable and no nonsense ex warlord ,if his mom visited him, in front of the other inmates!

-imu is very willing to make a get-out-of -jail card for their family , but due to yriaf’s stubbornness,crocodile’s pride, and luffy ‘s tendencies to have adventures and not “ cheat” it went unused. Imu still sometimes bails them out (whether the descendants like it or not)when they found themselves in a deeper pickled that requires imu’s inference. (Ex. When luffy punched a celestial dragon)

[kookie-doughs]

Again And Again

Portgas D Ace X Reader

-Amatsuki Y/N decided to stay in the future without her sister upon meeting a friend’s son.

Chapter 3: Love After Love 

Weeks passed after you coming across Whitebeard crew. Ace has done nothing but cause wreckage trying to kill Edward.

The other members who joined you had been blending fine with the crew. You spent a lot of time with Izo and Marco catching up with them. 20 years was not a story you can summarize in a day or two for a pirate group this big after all.

Another explosion occurs behind you as Ace was sent flying from Edward's room again.

"Captain sure is troublesome." You chuckled looking at him click his tongue.

You saw the crew cook his name, from what you remember, was Thatch. He approached Ace and hands him a bowl.

Izo and Marco drags you to the kitchen seeing the food was ready, warning you to join before Teach to eats them all. Grabbing bowls you eat with the crew making a mess as they talked and laughed with their mouths open.

"Ace!" Deuce calls for Ace and handing him a second bowl taking the empty bowl in his hand.

It's his first time joining the dinner. He had always been sitting outside Edward's room or tailing you and Deuce, getting the food handed to him.

"Glad you could join! Did you miss us or did you just want more food~?" You tease.

His ears tinted red and you practically saw an anger symbol pop on his head. "I can be wherever I want." And takes the seat beside Deuce while he ate with a pout.

"Y/N-Sama, come here I've got to show you something!" Izo beamed dragging you away.

"Izo, I said stop calling me 'sama'."You sighed as you got dragged away.

Night came not long later. You and Marco were still on deck knowing a certain someone was going to try something and would need healing.

"How long have you been with him?" Marco laughed.

"I've been dealing with his brash ass for.. I don't know you know I'm bad with time... maybe 7 months?"

He looks at Ace who was creeping to Edward's room again.

"You joined him because?"

You smiled nostalgically, but you didn't answer.

"You're not going to tell me? Wow I'm hurt."

You laughed, "He... reminds me of the man I hold dearest to my heart."

"Are you saying you preferred Roger over us?" He gasped.

"I'm just saying, Roger was more fun." You smirked. "I needed a dumbass in my life."

"Wait Roger is dearest not me???"

The awaited explosion occurred again, you and Marco walk over to Ace who was sent upsidedown.

You chuckle looking at Ace who isn't even trying to get up and just frowned at your arrival.

"C'mon Ace-y, let's get you to bed." You get him up and pass him to Marco.

Ace looks at you and Marco and frowns bigger and when they disappear to their rooms, you went to yours.

~

"Ace," You squat to his level as he was once again on the ground after trying to attack Edward. "How many more times are you going to do this?"

He clicked his tongue, "until I take his head."

You laughed, "good luck with that sweetheart." You ruffle his hair and got up noticing Marco's presence behind you.

You walk to Edward's room, Ace's eyes never left Edward and he just frowned.

"How much longer are you going to beat up my boy?" You rolled your eyes.

He opened one of his eye, "how long is your boy going to keep trying to killing me?"

You look outside and see him talking to Marco, after Marco left he looks at you and Edward.

"Today seemed to be the last." You smile looking at the new expression on Ace's face.

You get out of the room and Ace grabs your hand.

"What's up?" You asked him.

"I wanted to ask you about stuff..."

"Y/N!" You turn and you were dragged from Ace without time to protest.

"Maybe later tonight!" You yell to him before you go from earshot.

As the ship was docked, Banshee and Izo drags you to explore the new island. Marco and Thatch joins you after coming across you three.

You shop for clothes and food supplies and return to the ship at night.

Ace finally seeing you back was coming to approach you, but you were dragged to the kitchen by Thatch and Banshee asking for assistance in the kitchen.

You didn't get a free time at all today. You didn't get the time to talk to Ace, well you're technically free now but its late at night, you'd rather be at bed right now.

Opening the door to your room you were greeted by your freckled captain who laid on your bed.

"Ace?"

He sits up and looks at you with a frown. "Why is it so hard to get you alone."

"What can I say, everyone loves me." You laughed taking a sit beside him. "So? What's up?"

"Tell me... About Whitebeard. How do you know him or anyone in the crew?"

"Well," you look at him thinking about what to say. "30 years ago. I joined their crew."

As Ace stood there, his eyes widened in disbelief and astonishment. "Wait, you're telling me you're over 30 years old?" he asked, his voice a mix of shock and confusion.

You gave a sheepish smile, rubbing the back of your head. "I... don't know how old I am. Time travel messes up with my perception of time."

"Time travel?"

"Me and my sister, we have the ability to travel in time. She can go to the future, I go to the past. We were twins but... I guess I wanted to take a younger me in travels? She was 26 I was 17 when we started travelling..."

"Wait how are you twins then...?"

You laughed, "I sent her back in time when I was 17? I don't know what happened. when I was 26. But yeah we jumped to the future until we got the the future where we met Edward."

"Okay so you're 17?"

"No. Because we were with him till... 26 years ago. Then we moved to a different crew...? I don't know time man." You tried counting on your hand. "Our time travel works weirdly. I can send my consciousness to past if I exist in that time, if not I send myself back, the same goes with with people I send. My sister on the other hand sends people to the future. When sent to the future, they disappear from the time between. We aren't able to use time travel for a year if we just went the other way. Let's say I came to future, I can't go to the past until a year passes, but if I came from the past, I can keep going to the past for as long as I like. Are you getting this?"

"No." He trails off.

"I was 17 when my sister sent me to the future. She was 26 in the future she sent me. We went on adventures for... at least 2 years so im at least 19...? I usually stop counting after a year pass..."

"N-Never mind time! Tell me about them, your past."

"Well, my sister and brother-in-law were the reason I joined them. I was really close with Marco. Izo, was a friend of my brother they boarded Whitebeard together. You know it'll be easier to tell a story if I knew what you wanted to know."

"Uhm... I don't know what I want to know."

You looked at him confused, "what was your goal here?"

"How about you and Izo and Marco? You seem closest to them..?"

"Ace-y, are you just here to get my attention?" You raise your brow at him.

"I-I'm asking questions!" He stammered.

"Izo was my brother-in-law's retainer. And he considers me equal to my brother so he addresses me highly. Marco was someone who was an idiot. So I got closer to him than the others."

"If... I join their crew. Would you stay?"

You smile at him, "Of course."

"With me or with them?"

You blink, "What do you mean?"

"Just... you know..."

You began laughing catching on as to what he was trying to say. Ace began heating up embarrassed by you laughing at him.

"Ace-y, you're the one I chose to follow, not Deuce, not Izo, not Marco and not Edward. You're my captain. If you join Whitebeards, I'll follow you. You're the reason I'm a pirate again. No matter what adventure you go to, I will follow you." You attest.

His face turned brighter red and you can see flames erupting from him.

"Y/N, I want to get to know you more." He declares. "Y-You're gonna tell me all about your adventures!"

"Is it going to be your bedtime story now?" You snickered.

"I want to get to know you. Every little thing you like and dislike. I want to know everything about you."

You leaned to him, "Why would that be of your concern?"

Ace's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he struggled to articulate his feelings. "I... I like you," Ace looked up, meeting your gaze. "That's why I'm going to get to know you" he states, his heart lifting slightly. His confession rendering him humiliated, his gaze falling to the floor.

Your eyes widened, surprise evident in your expression. For a moment, there was silence, and Ace feared he had made a mistake.

But then, a soft smile graced your lips, "Okay," you confirm. "Let's get to know each other."

Ace's heart skipped a beat, wondering where this was heading. "I'll see you tomorrow," he said, trying to hide the butterflies in his stomach.

He rushed out of your room.

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[marcothephoenixhusband]

Traveling Merchant

Marco X F!Reader

🔞18+ NSFW Two Scenes

Your a neutral party in the world but then decide to take up Marco on his offer of being more with him and becoming part of the Whitebeard pirates. You love to sing and dj so you become the whitebeards musician. You have the Goro Goro No Mi to fly.

Listen to Slayyyter -Stupid Boy (ft. Ashnikko, Ayesha Erotica & Big Freedia) to get a vibe.

Heres a drabble ♡

Pic from Pinterest

Flying through the air your singing while listening to your headphones as you approach the gaint ship called the Moby Dick. It was around dinner time as you glide through the air getting closer the guys on deck started alerting everyone. As you approach and land in the middle of dinner retracting your electric wings.

"(N)s here make a line!" You hear a regular customer say to everyone as you open up shop from your electric portal (Like doctor Stranges portals but electricity)

"Alright shops open. Im liquidating all items better get what you need while its here!" You yell as the line cheers but then murmurs about your liquidation and you feel Marcos eyes on you. You enter the portal as customers come and go then the last customer leaves you exit your portal then set up your dj equipment on the side of the deck and start up the equipment. Mixing Ashnikko with Ayesha Erotica everyone cheers and yells as its a hit. After your set you look at Marco who waves to you to come to him. You go over as people whistle everyone knowing, you and Marco have had a thing going on for years. As you sit next to Marco you see some sushi set on the table with Marco, Thatch, and Izo sitting at the table.

"Nice to see you again little bird Yoi" Marco says as he wraps an arm around your shoulders.

"Likewise big bird. Hey everyone! Awee is this mine?" You ask pointing to the sushi as Thatch replies.

"Yes I made sure to prepare it for tonight your schedule is impeccable every year on the day."

"Yay! Thanks Thatch!" You squeal in happiness and start eating.

"I couldnt help but overhear your liquidating your stock why?" Izo asks and you reply.

"Well everyone will just have to wait and see why" you say as you finish your sushi. You slide out of the booth and go up to Pops opening your portal and dragging out a sake gourd.

"Heya Pops I brought this one from Skypiea this year" you say as he replies

"How thoughtful of you (N). Whats this about liquidating your stock? Have you finally decided to join us?" everyone listens in.

"Can we talk about it tomorrow Pops im rather tired" you ask as he replies

"Allright child thank you for the present."

"Of course Pops!" You reply cheery.

~After Dinner~

Clothes on the floor huffing breaths moaning.

"Ahh!! Yes Marco cum in me big bird!!" You moan loudly as he says

"I planned on it little bird!! Im getting close Yoi!!!" He yells as he thrusts harder and faster into you making you gag for air seeing spots and dots as you snake your arms around his neck.

"Yesss fuckk!!" You yell as he asks

"Are you ready little bird? Im going to cum in you again Yoi"

"Im ready please cum in me Marco!!" Screaming as you feel your walls clamp down on his cock

"Ahh!! Big bird im cumming!!"

"Fuckk!! Your making me cum Little bird!!!! Yoi" your walls closing down on his cock making him squirt out his huge load inside you again. Your face so lewd and red as he thrusts through both your highs.

"Ahh yess Marco!!"

"Agh you feel so good (N)!! Yoi" he moans out as he slows down then eventually stops, one last thrust deep inside of you as you moan loudly. Huffing for breath he lets you take ten minutes to just breath.

"Are you ready now? Yoi" Marco asks as you nod

"I can breath again haha" you giggle as he stands holding your back to support you your legs and arms wrapped around him, then he goes to his shower, steps in and turns on the water.

"How was it my little bird? Yoi" he leans you against the glass wall as he slowly pulls out of you making you moan.

"Marcoo~ you were amazing as always" he smiles and kisses you as he slides all the way out making you whine at his missing girth as you wrap your arms around his waist for support. He hugs you back holding you up slightly.

"Dont worry my sweet you can have me again next year. I think your fucked out right now. I might hurt you if we were to continue Yoi" He says as you twitch and shake violently.

"Ha I think your right"

"Whose the doctor here? Yoi"

"You my love haha" you giggle.

"That reminds me (N) you know I ask every year but again. Will you be my girlfriend please? Yoi" he soaps you up as your holding his waist.

"Hmm yes id like that alot Marco you wore me down haha just kidding Id love to be yours" you say as he looks shocked.

"Wait really? Does this mean your joining us? Is that why you were selling off your whole stock? Yoi" he questions you as you nod and regain some balance.

"You caught me Big bird" you smile and blush as he smiles from ear to ear and snakes his arms under yours and picks you up hugging you close as you blush scarlet.

"Im so glad your joining us my dear girlfriend Yoi" he smiles, sets you down as you hug him for support still, him humming now and cleaning you up as he allready done himself. After the shower he dries you off with his hybrid form in bed as you kiss his chest and pet his wings using haki.

"Ah feels good dear Yoi" he whispers in your ear causing you to shiver. Once dry he transforms into human and cuddles you close snaking his legs with yours. Naked bodies cuddling.

~The Next Morning~

You flicker your eyes open to see Marcos arms wrapped around you, him cuddling you close. You kiss his chest and neck waking him up.

"Mnm.. (N)..." giggling you respond

"Goodmorning Marco, big bird hiiii~" you butterfly kiss his neck causing him to wake up. Inhaling sharply you hear

"(N)? Heh what are you doing to me? Yoi" he leans his head down to see you kissing on his chest.

"Getting me all worked up again are we? Yoi" giggling you respond

"No just showing you my love Marco im still out of commission down there haha" you giggle. You felt him squeeze you then grab and put on his glasses.

"Well your lucky I have a mission today otherwise id... Yoi" he releases you and slides out of bed stretching.

"Oh youd what my dear boyfriend?" You say raising an eyebrow looking at his erection. He looks at his cock and walks over to the shower turning it on cold. After you both do the necessities and get ready you walk out onto deck and go up to Pops.

"Ah Marco and (n). Are you ready Marco?"

"Yes I am Yoi" Marco replies.

"Allright go on son" Pops says. Marco turns to you embracing you in a hug then says

"Ill be back soon if you get tired you can teleport into my room okay? Yoi" he says and you nod hugging him close before he transforms into Phoenix form and flies off. Turning to Pops you say

"Okay im ready to join Pops!" You say cheerily as he raises an eyebrow.

"Ah really child well thats great. You can work under Ace as his assistant until we can figure out where to permanently place you." He says.

"Ace? Whose Ace? Ive never met them before"

"Hes the second devision commander child, hes coming back from a mission today. Once back tell him everything and hell tell you more." Pops says and you nod.

"And I'm guessing you assume ill bunk with Marco then?" You ask and he nods.

"Yay! Okay so whats Marco doing exactly?" You question

"Hes teaching some lowly pirates a lesson who were causing trouble in our territory" Pops says to you and you go

"Ahh okay I see so hell probably be back soon?" You quizzically ask.

"Yes child now go do something haha" he chuckles at your curiosity and you nod waving then walking to your dj set up. You playing a set when you hear a guy jump up on deck from the ocean. Some others were saying

"Welcome back Ace!" He glances at you seemingly confused as you end your set. You walk over in your short skirt and tube top with holey tights and platform boots.

"Hey are you Ace?" You question as he nods looking you up and down.

"Im (N) the ex traveling merchant. Used to be every year id make my rounds around the world as a neutral party selling various things but I just joined the crew today. Pops said im your assistant until he places me somewhere permanently." You explain and he says

"Ahh right im Portgas D. Ace nice to meet ya cutie!"

"Ace you better watc-" Ace cuts off his friend and says

"Shh let me show the lady around" and his friend just shakes his head glances at you, shrugs then walks away. Ace shows you around the ship then you both go into his office.

"And this is the second devision commanders office I know its a lot but youll get used to it pretty lady." He winks at you to which you dont say anything feeling slightly uncomfortable. Suddenly you feel hands on your waist and your pinned against the wall as he kisses your neck then he forces a kiss as he shoves his tounge into your mouth. You used your electricity with haki to zap him in the chest to which he falls down and it makes a boom noise thats semi loud. Then you hear

"What the hell? I thought we were getting along?" You go down and slap him in the face then leave as its dinner time. You sit in Marcos spot as Ace walks over and says

"Thats not your spot" to which you retort

"Actually it is my spot but usually Marco is here. You must have missed me last year when I came round" you say as Pops prepares to speak

"We have a new addition to the crew say hello to (n)! She will be the second devisions assistant so if Ace isnt here you can go to her. Now her position is only temporary for now but treat her with respect. Thats all lets eat!" Pops finishes and you look over to Ace at your table and stick your tounge out at him. As Thatch and Izo chuckle.

"Not getting along allready?" Thatch asks you.

"Nope, I wish Marco was back" you say which made Ace cock his head then it clicks in your head

'He must not actually know me and Marco are together which will make it even more sweet to tattle on him to Marco' as you chat and eat and drink with Thatch and Izo while ignoring Ace.

"Okay guys its time and I have a special song for you Ace" he cocks an eyebrow as he watches what you do. Thatch and Izo chuckling. Teleporting to the dj set you say

"This one goes out to Ace" start with Slayyyter -Stupid Boy (ft. Ashnikko, Ayesha Erotica & Big Freedia) then transition into Ayesha Erotica then transition into Ashnikko as you dance erotically. Your ending the set and you have the crowd cheering encore. You give the crowd what they want and have everyone jumping as you look at Ace who doesnt look happy. As you end the set the crowd dies down and people are headed to bed murmuring. Ace comes up to you and says

"Ill have to think of a punishment for you allready for embarrassing the second devision commander. Your under my devision remember that." He says as you reply

"Yes commander" with a tch at the end then you both head to the first and second commanders rooms.

"Stop following me I thought you didnt like me?" Ace says as you respond

"Im not following you. Im going to bed thanks." He just stares at you teleport through Marcos door as you hear banging on the door you teleport back through the door seeing Ace look angry.

"You cant just go wherever you like thats the first devision Marco the Phoenixs room!" Ace yells as you roll your eyes.

"I know that stupid dont worry about it. Tell Pops if your so concerned." You retort. Then teleport into Marcos and your room. You hearing Ace rattling the doorknob and yelling hes gonna tell Marco when he gets back which you try not to laugh, and undress and slide into bed slowly falling asleep.

~The Next Morning~

You wake up and get ready for the day in booty shorts a crop top with sleeves and thigh high velvet platform boots. After the necessities you teleport out of Marcos room only to be met with sea prism hancuffs.

"What the fuck?!" You yell as your pinned to the floor by Ace. Then he pulls you up by the arm.

"This is your punishment you have to follow me around today while locked up since you broke into the first commanders room." He says as you say

"I didnt break in idiot!" And he glares at you.

"I cant wait for Marco to get back!" You yell as Ace drags your hancuffs and you by a rope. Heading on deck some passerbys just shake their heads seeing Ace punish you as everyone knows Marco and you are a thing and this wont slide. After half the day with no water your led to the deck to the cantina where Ace grabbed a drink.

"Oi I need water!" You yell red on your forehead as it was the middle of summer and the sun beat down on everyone. Thatch passes over a mug of water to you which you were about to pick up when Ace snatched it and poured it on your head instead.

"Here cool off" Ace says. You glaring at him as Thatch says

"Quit wasting water Ace, your in for it now!" Ace just says

"Whatdya mean im in for it?" He asks Thatch as Thatch responds

"You punishing her and look" he points to the sky as you and Ace turn your heads to see a blue Phoenix approaching the ship. You exclaim

"Marcos back!" As you both walk over to where Marco landed him transforming back into human. You both started yelling at Marco then both say

"Shutup!" To eachother as Marco says

"Woah there calm down both of you! One at a time Yoi" Marco says as he examines the situation you drenched with water and handcuffed with Ace holding the rope connected to your handcuffs. You dont interrupt Ace as he goes first.

"She deserved this as she broke into your room last night also she embarrassed me in front of everyone last night!" Ace yells to Marco as Marco waits for you to speak.

"Oh yea well Ace forced himself on me and stuck his tounge down my throat then chained me up when I woke up this morning. And maybe I wouldnt have embarrassed him last night if he didnt force himself on me!" You yell back as Ace yells

"She slapped me!" You both glare at eachother as Marco chuckles.

"Well id hope shed slap you too considering that shes my girlfriend. Ace give me the key now. Yoi" Aces mouth drops and so does the rope as he lets go then hands over the key. Marco unlocks the sea prism cuffs and pets your soaked head. You hug Marco and stick out your tounge at Ace.

"Ace whyd you force yourself on her? Here put these back. Yoi" Marco hands Ace the hancuffs and waits for an answer wrapping an arm around you.

"I thought she liked me.. hey (n) whyd you make me look like an idiot now too?! You could have just told me you were his girlfriend!" You hear some of the crew laughing at Ace on deck.

"I was going to but then you had to force yourself on a lady. I think your the one who should be punished~" you say as Marco nods.

"Im disappointed in you Ace you loose your freedays for the next month. Your supposed to be an example for everyone. Come on (N) Yoi" Marco leads you away intertwining hands as you left a shocked Ace on deck. You both go up to Pops and Marco reports in then says.

"Pops im afraid its not working out for (N) in the second devision. I suggest she be put in my devision Yoi" Marco says as Pops replys

"Ahh yes ive heard the rumors that is fine she will be your assistant then." You both nod and you wave as you walk off with Marco the crew smiling as they saw Marco was back.

"You must be thirsty lets go to the cantina. I never did get that drink"

"Lets go then your looking flushed dear Yoi" he puts a hand up to your forehead.

"Your gonna have a heat stroke my little bird lets go Yoi" he says and drags you to the cantina.

"Thatch will you make (n) a smoothie? Shes about to pass out from heat stroke. Yoi" you hear Marco say as Thatch asks

"Apparently Ace was denying (N) water all day. I tried to give her water but he dumped it on her instead. So im assuming everything was resolved?" Marco raises an eyebrow at you.

"Denying you water too? I should have throughly punished him Yoi" Marco says as Thatch slides over a rassberry smoothie and you start drinking it as Thatch slides Marco a pineapple smoothie.

"Yup well im sure there wont be any more problems now that its all been resolved" Thatch says with a smile.

"Ill have to keep an eye on Ace from now on. Thank god theres only nurses left on the ship he knows not to touch them. Yoi" Marco says. As you both finish your drinks and you both head to your room. You feel Marcos hand on your forehead.

"Good your feeling much better now little bird Yoi" he says as he opens the door for you both.

~At Dinner~

Your sitting next to Marco as Ace came out and there was murmurs.

"We found a permanent spot for (n) as Marcos assistant so if you need too talk to her if Marco is out. Thats all lets eat kids" Pops says making everyone murmur about Ace loosing his assistant in one day causing him to sink into his seat. After eating you do your set and start with Ashnikko - Daisy then transition into Stupid Boy then transition into Ayesha Erotica. Having the crowd go wild asking for an encore again. You gave them Ashnikko - Hi it's me then end your set again.

~In Your Guys Room~

Clothes on the floor, panting, moaning.

"Ahh!! Yes!! Fuck!! dam Big bird!!" You yell loudly as your getting pounded by your boyfriend

"God your so fucking tight (n)!!! Yoi" Marco yells as your nails dig into his shoulders.

"Thank you! Ahh! Right there Marco!!" Yelling he thrusts into your g spot.

"Your so good at that!! Marco yess!!!" You yell loud enough for the second commander to hear.

"I would hope im good at it! I am a doctor you know! Are you ready to cum again? Yoi" he says/yells into your ear as he pumps in and out of you. Your face lewd responds

"Ahh yess Marco im gonna cum!!" You yell but then prematurely cum. Your insides clamp down on him as you both moan and he grunts working through your high.

"Dam little bird looks like that was a good one Yoi"

"Ahh y-es!!" You managed to get out as he pounds your g spot relentlessly.

"(N) get ready im gonna cum soon Yoi" he yells out as you squeeze your muscle inside you making him curse.

"Fuckkk!! (N) you trying to get me to cum?! Yoi" he yells as you pant and giggle through him fucking you. You running your hands through his hair. He leans down as he continues to thrust into you and sucks on your neck leaving gaint hickey's.

"Now everyone will know your taken and mine Yoi!" He yells loudly as you could feel his dick twitch inside you. Feeling him well up close to cumming as youve known many times before. He grunts as you release your pussy muscle. Panting hard your seeing stars and speckles.

"Ahh!! (N) Im close!! Get ready Yoi" he warns you as you brace yourself as you continuously moan his name

"Ahh!! First commander!!" You feel his cock twitch again as the moan as he yells

"Agh! (N) im cumming in you!! Yoi" he yells as he makes you cum by him cumming.

"Ahh you made me cum too Big bird!!!" You feel yourself constrict around his cock as his cock squirts semen into your cervix. With tears in your eyes you moan out

"Ahh Marco!! Yess!!!" Yelling out as he thrusts through both of your highs

"Fuckk (n) thats it cum with me!! Yoi" he yells thrusting fast and hard into your g spot then slowly coming to a stop. Both of you panting hard as you both relax now just breathing.

"How was it little bird? Yoi" you smile wide at him as you feel his gaint cock buried deep in your womb.

"Perfect as always Big bird you lean up kissing him tounges intertwining making him moan into the kiss. After breaking for air he picks you up and you teleport you both to the shower. He turns on the water as he grabs your thighs

"Ready my love? Yoi" he asks and you just nod then he holds your thighs out as he slowly slides out of you, water cascading over you both. You give a little moan as he fully slides out letting you down but holding under your arms so you dont fall. You shaking and twitching especially your legs. You hold onto his waist him chuckling

"I did do good Yoi" he says smiling at you, as your looking up he soaps you and him up. Cleaning off you both get out of the shower as he turns off the water. Drying off with towels this time once done. You slide in bed with Marco cuddling up next to him he kisses your forehead then wraps his arms around you intertwining his legs with yours.

"Love you my little bird Yoi"

"I love you too big bird" you both say and drift off to sleep.

[yanagitree]

Two Gods Among Mortals

Summary: Both Shanks and Marco are both Gods that have been around long before the Void Century. The two are great friends and would often give up their godly status to walk among the mortals. They find it quite entertaining.

Shanks blinked as he looked at his long-term best friend. Marco was in his Godly form, which wasn't much of a surprise. However, he did kind of wonder what happened. “...What… what happened?” He asked. Marco looked at him and gave a huff. Probably annoyed at his hesitance. “Teach. He tried attacking Thatch for the Devil Fruit he found.” Marvo replied, wings bristling in anger. “...Which Devil Fruit?” He asked. It had to have been a powerful Fruit for Teach to act.

“The Yami-Yami no mi,” Marco replied as Shanks sat next to him. The red-haired male stiffened next to him. “Oh. Did he get it? And is Thatch okay?” Shanks replied. “No, and yes.” Marco points at Thatch who waves. Shanks smiled at him before looking up at the sky. “...War is coming and as always, I will stand by your side, friend,” Shanks said as he gently intertwined their pinkies together. Marco smiled.

Nobody said anything. The Whitebeard Pirates knew that Marco was a God, given that he had once again regained his godly form and powers. And the Red-haired Pirates knew that Shanks was a God. Mainly because Shanks didn't feel comfortable with keeping this information from his crew. Nobody cared. They were shocked, yes, but Shanks and Marco were still Shanks and Marco.

After a while, Ace walked over to Shanks who was talking to Vista. “Shanks.” He said, making the male look at him. “Yes?” He asked, looking at the ravenette. “How long have you and Marco been friends?” Vista perked up at that. “Oh yeah. I also thought that Marco hated you. He always looked annoyed whenever you were brought up. Mainly in the newspaper.” Vista said and Shanks sighed. “He was probably more annoyed at what the Marines were saying about me more than anything. Marco is the God of Adventure, Freedom, Knowledge, Protection, Rebirth, Healing, and Family after all.” Shanks replied. “And we have been friends for a very long time. Long before the Void Century. Everyone has forgotten about the true gods and we all have decided to play the long game. Wait until Joy Boy comes back.” Shanks replied.

“What are you the God of?” Izo asked, walking over with Thatch. “Oh? I'm the God of War, Victory, Bravery, Power, Intelligence Warfare, Strength, Chaos, and Order.” Shanks replied.

[mamamittens]

I'm tired and wanna sleep but anxiety has demanded I check the weather five times in the past ten minutes to make absolutely sure that the thunderstorm is just a thunderstorm and not a tornado.

Really would be handy if I had any self awareness about what stress feels like rather than wondering why I wanna throw up for over an hour but oh well. It'd probably help if the documentary style video I watched didn't have a clip of the severe weather alert, get to shelter now siren, alongside many choice clips of actual horrendously terrifying tornadoes. Why yes, I do still experience anxiety if I'm not adequately warned about one popping up on my feed and the sound of wind howling at high speeds makes me wanna throw up, why do you ask???

So imma fall back on what I'd do in highschool when I couldn't sleep (every night) and imagine fluff scenarios to soothe my soul.

Tonight? Wondering about falling asleep next to sweeties during severe weather. Which uh.... Horrific to think about if it's the Moby Dick, ngl

God awful weather to rock that boat

Marco

He'd soothe you of any anxieties with his experience out at sea. Explaining with great accuracy what variant of bad weather is currently going down with a decent idea of when it'll stop. And knowing that this helps but doesn't exactly cure you, he'd definitely pull you in close to his side and run his hand through your hair or to your scalp in light scratching motions. Lowkey preening you while a soft croon vibrates his throat.

Maybe some soft kisses to your hair as he makes you feel secure even if the ship is swaying through the waves.

Ace

All about the cuddles and funny stories. Warm, firm arms rubbing your back and sides as he rambles on in a low, husky voice. When it gets bad he makes you get involved in the story by switching to the most ridiculous ones he knows so you just have to tell him that he's absolutely talking shit.

He never is and you still can't quite believe it.

But he's making you laugh until you can't keep your eyes open any longer, keeping you close to his side as he drifts off after you.

Izo

I imagine he offers an herbal tea to help with anxiety and issues sleeping. Then he's quick to lead you to bed and into his arms where he massages your tense muscles with every rumble of lighting. He might fondly recall old stories or just let you lean on his chest and hear his calm heartbeat.

He's not one for boasting or lying, so if he says the storm will pass with no issues, he must be talking the truth.

Thatch

Takes great joy in making a quick snack before ushering you to bed. Something light for your anxious stomach and not sugary sweet to keep you up. I see Thatch as more of a stroking-soother. Not quite massaging your muscles or lingering in any specific place, but running his hands in steady waves along your back. Occasionally rubbing between your shoulders if he notices you breathing faster. He doesn't mind a few tears or if you hold onto him anxiously.

He's quite proud that you're willing to be vulnerable with his and allowing him to soothe your worries until you drift to sleep. Once he's sure you're out and secure, he follows not long after.

[immortal-raine]

NEW OP CHARACTER (OC)

Out of the 7 years I’ve been consuming OP I haven’t made made an Oc until now hehe

She’s still in daft so bear with me, tbh she doesn’t have a name yet maybe Mylo? Nova?Lmao idk

Gonna have to zoom in, to really soak in the plot jk jk I’m info dumping here: (but if you don’t wanna read a lot, the images is a recap more or less)

- Born In Water 7, This Kid Worked as a Apprentice Shipwright at Galley-La Co.

- Got Caught in a Annual Aqua Laguna

- Ended Up Stranded On a Random Island, Built a Boat to Get Back Home; Without a Log Pose, Map, Or Navigation Skills, She Just Ended Up Drifting From Place to Place. Kinda Became A Adventure on It’s Own

- Found and Ate A Devil Fruit called smth like…

[ Sheep Sheep Fruit Model: Komahitsuji]?

- Now Can’t Swim, She Decided to Stay on Island And Just Live as a Sheep, Eat, Sleep, Shit and Repeat living the dream y’know

- Months Pass And A Ship With A handful Of Pirates Show Up, Izo Being Apart This. Believing A Sheep Native to Wano Somehow Got Out Of Country, Decided to Bring it Along. Izo Using Snack Sack To Get it Aboard The Ship, And Her Being Have Sleep And Delirious, She Follows.

- Not Fully Aware During The Trip Back To The Main Ship, She Wakes Up in Front of Whitebeard Confused, But Keeps up The Sheep Act really what do you expect, they make awesome food, she can chill all day, and be on the sea without worry, it’s a solid deal

- After Week She Just Decides To stop The Act, Playing With Stephan Was Fun But Getting Treated Like Them, Not So Much

- Huge Shock For Everyone But They Got Over it, Got Adopted By Whitebeard, And Became a Official Member Of Whitebeard Pirates

- Starts Working as a Apprentice Shipwright Again, Under 6th Division Blamenco!

- Working in The 6th Division Means She’s Not Always On The Main Ship, But When She is She’s Following Izo around, Izo Being The one Who Brought Her is Kinda Responsible of Making Sure She’s Alright

- Besides Izo, She’s Learning a Few Things From Haruta, Ranting to Namur, Listening to Stories from Whitebeard, Gushing about UTA to Thatch, and Bothering Marco because everyone likes to do that once in a while

- Getting Away From Work Is Where Whitey Bay Comes In, Jump Ship With Her and Be MIA until She’s Found Out and Called Back

Ace Joining (Kidnapped) 5 years after her:

(Gonna have to zoom in man)

- Met 2 Months into his assassination attempts they met randomly, when Whitey Bay dropped her off.

Ace and Her Was Cool After The Assassination Attempts, They Would Talk When She’d Get Back From Where She Working

After The Paramount War:

- Not Able To Participate In The War, She Was Left To morn Whitebeard and Her Brother’s Lives

- She Decided To Work For The Revs

- Learned Protocols And Tactics For a Year

- There She Loved Meeting Ivankov because who wouldn’t? And Learning under Inazuma Was Fun Reminded Her of Learning Things From Haruta

- Met Sabo and Talked about Ace and Moments She Spent With Him

- After Being Deployed In A Mission With Sabo, Koala, Hack, And a Handful Of Revs, She Both Respected And Feared Sabo

- Koala Unintentionally Saved Her From Talking With Sabo Once And Became Her Saving Grace Ever Since

- She Was Deployed Under Morgans as a Spy to Keep Tabs On Him and Anything Else Note Worthy

- Shockingly Met Deuce, Told Him The Truth because she’s conditioned to tell her older bothers the truth He Didn’t Care Much, So He Became A Silent Accomplice

- Another Year Pass And Strawhat Pirates Make Their Debut Into The New World, While Working For The Revs She also Helps Deuce Write Reports On The StrawHats Newest Exploits

Now That that’s Over With, Here’s All Her Art (Still Drafting)

Sketches:

With Color:

Thanks for coming to my rant fest, or just looking at the art, I appreciate it, okay bye :D

[theonewhoseinlovewithfictionals]

Mr. Here To Stay

Warning: Adult Languages ahead. Minor, please do not proceed.

PART 3 BONUS

Third Party POV

Marco blinking his eyes as his clock alarms. He grunts pushing his body to rise up. He look at the window with the sun peaking from its clouds. He decides to sit for couple of minutes while waiting for his internal organs to be ready for the day.

Another normal day, huh?

For the last couple of years, he has no one to wake up beside him. He looks at his side, enough to see how spacious his bed is. He chuckles as he thought, why did I buy this king bed when I'm the only one who sleeps here? He must gone crazy that day and buy the bed without thinking or the sales lady was really good at talking.

Out of the blue, his half-awake mind thought of you and your peace offering from yesterday. His lips quickly flashes a smile but his heart sadden.

For the first time, in the last couple of years, he is longing for someone. He needs someone...not just for sex but one that can hold him forever.

He shakes his head and get ready for the day.

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As he walk to his office, he receive a lot of greeting from nurses, staff, patients or strangers. He opens the door and put down his bag on the couch then sits down on his ergo chair. He closes his eyes for a minute until his phone vibrates. He grabs it from his pocket and reads the message.

The four horsemen

Thatch: @ everyone don't miss out my soft opening tonight! *Thatch sent a selfie with his new restaurant as his background* Ace: Hell yeah! I'll be there! I've been waiting for this! Izo: Count me in. Thatch: Marco? How about you?

Marco grins and type his answers.

Marco: Sorry, can't be there bro. I have a patient who really wants to fuck with me all night.

He let out a soft laughs as soon as the other three read his response.

Izo: god, Marco. Are you trying to revoke your license? Ace: C'mon @ Izo, are you his real friend? Support him! Besides, no one will know. Right, Dr. @ Marco? 😉 Marco: I already made the patient signed a NDA. Thatch: @ Marco, how many cunt do you want just to have you tonight? I'll hire them even it's out of the budget. Ace: I want one. :D Izo: Seriously? Thatch: Do you have a pic @ Marco? I'd like to see the patient ☺️ Ace: I agree with Thatch. Brothers do share, right? 😈 Marco: Hell no! Go find someone else. Go screw with one of your staff. Like you always do. Thatch: Already did last night. 😌 Izo: God help us. Ace: 🙏

Marco laughs out loud making his head tilt up. It's their tradition, every weekend. They spare their schedules to catch up. Sometimes, they go to the beach or have a drink on whoever crib they decided to. Or book a flight to go somewhere.

Marco: Gotcha @ Thatch! I'm just messing up wit you, bro. Of course, I'll be there. I cleared my schedule for today. Thatch: Fuck you @ Marco! 🖕

Marco locks his phone and put it down on his table. His phone continues to vibrate but ignores it. A faint knock on his, "Come in,"

"Dr. Marco, good morning!" secretary greeted him, "Here are the list of students who attended your small talk yesterday." The secretary handed the paper, "and here are the certificate of appreciation which you forgot to claim because of an emergency,"

He bolts from his seat, "Oh, right, right. Almost forgot this - yoi," The secretary blushes, "Is that all?" the secretary only nods, "thank you." The secretary exits the room with blush and a smile on the face.

He sighs and taps his fingers on his desk. There's nothing left for him to do. He stands up and proceed to the common room for doctors. They greet other doctors in there, "Hey, Dr. Marco? Do you have a minute? I would like to consult something,"

"Yeah, sure." The two doctors talk about a patient. The conversation lasted longer than he anticipated. From simple talk to finding a medical books and searching the topic then more doctors got involved as well but different cases.

After that consultation, he looks at his watch and it's 11:16am. He walks to the pantry and opens the refrigerator to grab his pineapple juice that he had left since Monday. He pauses seeing the cupcake you gave to him yesterday. His lips curls up. He grabs the cupcake along with the pineapple juice and return to his desk.

Marco didn't like chocolate. He only eats it when he craves for it. On a normal basis, He would just give the sweets to Ace however, this little cupcake is the exception. His not craving for it but he takes a bite. He nods as the cupcake smash on his tongue bringing out the flavor, "Hmm," He never thought that it'll be tastes this good. Not too sweet, not too chocolatey. This good, he thought to himself. He puts down the half-cupcake only to enjoy the sight of it. After savoring the cupcake, he drink his favorite juice.

With the sight of the cupcake, he thinks of you. His pretty little mind starts to think an excuse to get to you...to see you. His heart rejoice at the thought seeing you again.

He walks back to the common room, “Hey, is anyone here for reimbursements?” The doctors look at him and shake their heads no. Disappointed, “oh, okay.”

He sighs returning to his nest. Sighing in despair. Guess he’ll never get a chance to see you today. He looks at his whiteboard to see the schedule of the doctors who’s going somewhere for talks/seminars to attend. Unfortunately, the talk yesterday was the last talk for the month. He slowly leans back on his ergo. Thinking what other excuse to visit the department. Sadly, none come to his mind.

He lay down his right hands on his desk and notices that the texture is not familiar. He quickly glances and sees the certificate of appreciation. His lips slowly turns into a smile. Then, he remembers the small talk yesterday, he treated the seminars a snack because the participants were proactive. Answering interesting questions from the med students.

His hands rattle as he fills in the form. He swiftly stapler the receipts and dashes to the accounting department.

He giddily paces to the said department. He put his best smile as enters the room only to find that you're not in the station. Instantly, his smile turns into flat line.

"A. Rude, Sarcastic, and Bitch B. Feral Or C. Violence"

Hearing those negative comments, he's silent for a moment. He never thought that he'll experience more of your negative side this early. Regardless, he still wants to have a connection with you.

Well, he shouldn't be surprise, after all he's old enough to know that each human in the world has the good and bad side. His heart gets worked up to see that side of you. He answers, "D. All of the Above". Tugging that teasing smile of his, he enters the room gleefully.

"Then so be it..."

He likes it. There's no denying. He likes the dark aura you're giving especially the fury look in your eyes, making him pulling more closer into you. Making him want to tease you more, so he did. He did not break the eye contact, instead he gives you a happy, calm look in the eye.

In that heat of the moment, he feels something that he shouldn't. He feels his lower region getting turn on.

It seems he found a new kink.

He doesn't want to stop the staring moment but surrenders because if this thing still continues, he cannot help himself but to drag you out of the room and do the dirty deed.

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Marco unlocks his phone and opens the conversation with his brothers. He didn't bother to backread the message.

Marco: Hey @ Thatch, make time. Cook a meal for me. Thatch: Woah there, bossy Dr. Marco: I want the meal be here at lunchtime. Thatch: @ Marco, are you out of your mind? That's like less than 30 minutes before lunch. I'm not a fucking fast food chain. Marco: I'll be waiting. Thatch: Look at this asshole. *sent a groupie with Ace and Izo. With Ace messing up Thatch's kitchen while Izo checking out the utensils.* Why don't you come here?

Why didn't I think of that?

He grabs his car keys and drive to Thatch's new restaurant. Upon arriving, Ace comes running to him and hugs him tightly saying how much he miss him. They go straight to the kitchen and cook.

"Hey man, do you have a post-it?"

"Sure, here." Thatch give Marco what he asks. As a doctor, he always have a pen on his pocket. He clicks it and starts to scribble the words. The three gather around him.

Peace Offering...for making you piss off earlier. -Dr. Marco, the one who look like a pineapple

The three exchanges looks.

Putting it on the middle part of the lemonade drink. He then put it on a paper bag and goes outside. He book a grab driver beforehand, "Hey, thank you for waiting, could you deliver this to Y/N, Accounting Department of (Name of the Hospital)."

"Sure,"

Marco give the delivery guy the payment plus tip. He watches as the grab driver is out of his sight.

"So for who is it?"

Marco chuckles, "Just acquaintance-yoi..." He taps Thatch's chest and goes back inside to bond with the others.

Thatch gives a soft laugh, saying to himself, " 'Just acquaintance' my ass, Marco." He shakes his head and glances to the backdoor of the restaurant. Even though Marco didn't say anything yet...

Thatch already knew it.