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jaeminify · 5 months

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a game of tic tac toe.

synopsis ☆ mark would much rather spend his afternoon lazing around his apartment with just you in his clothes with a movie playing on in the background, but hanging out with his friends around was quite fun too.

warning/s ☆ mention of food/amount of food being eaten but it isn't specific!!

author's note ☆ hii! this is one of my second works posted onto this account and compared to my jaemin one shot, this one is much more mundane and while a little suggestive -- not so as compared to finders keepers >< please stay tuned for more works from me!! i'll do my best to put out better imagines and one shots <3 any feedback is much appreciated!

Mark can't seem to keep his hands off of you.

While that may seem like a regular occurrence, his hands are reaching out for yours more than usual, his head rests on your shoulder at least twice as more times when he's sat next to you, and when you're seated beside his close friend, he can't help (he could, he doesn't care) but pull you as close as possible even when the three of you are sat in a booth across his other friends.

"Need something, handsome?" You whisper as your eyes scan through the menu he's holding up for you.

He has one arm slung over your shoulder, holding the menu on the table for the both of you to read. It's easier for you, but the display of affection is a little surprising for you.

Discreetly, Mark leans his head down to give you a kiss. He lets his lips linger on yours one last time when he gives you a second peck, then he kisses the top of your head.

"You're so pretty today." He exhales, resting his head on your shoulder as he points to the meal he wants. "Wanna share that? Looks good."

"That's too heavy," You pout "We have dinner with your family tonight. I don't want to be rude by not ordering."

"I'll finish whatever's on your plate baby, I got you." Mark laughs but finds your concern over the tiniest of things (to him) endearingly cute. He likes that you pay attention to detail, even if it isn't so obvious to him.

"You could just sit there and they'd love you," He reassures. "I know I already do."

"Mark," You laugh. "The way you love me and the way they do is completely different."

"What's different in the way I love you?"

"Mark—"

"Okay, lovebirds! Need you two to put your hands in. We're playing tic tac toe and we need witnesses." Yuta belts, smiling innocently when Mark throws him a glare over your shoulder while you laugh at the paper they show you.

Tic Tac Toe Tournament is written at the top of their paper; you don't know where they got it from, but it's written in Jaehyun's writing so you know who was the mastermind was.

"It's gonna be Yuta versus Jaehyun first, then Jungwoo and Taeyong."

"Hey, how come I don't get to play?" Mark pays more attention this time, sitting up to accentuate his voice more. The arm that was looped over your shoulder instinctively drops lower to your waist, resting there.

"You were too busy staring at Y/N to even hear our question," Taeyong laughs, looking over at the couple with fondness in his eyes.

Even if he does teases Mark at how dense he becomes to his surroundings when you're around, he thinks you two are a good match that he adores.

"Wish you could've seen yourself. It was like cupid shot arrows in your eyes." Yuta grins.

You lean back into Mark's embrace and pinch his cheeks, not thinking too much about how his friends were with you two. You were aware that certain boys disliked affection or being coddled by their girlfriend when they were around their friends, but you were lucky because Mark never minded that. He'd even be the one to proudly ask for more hugs when you were around his friends.

Jaehyun, who had grown accustomed to your antics, shakes his head with a laugh.

"Not even cupid could compare," Jaehyun grins. "Cmon, pick a side." Jaehyun slides the paper over to you.

"I have to pick a side?"

"Have you been to a football match, Y/N?" Taeyong asks, smiling to show you his words were lighthearted. "You either sit on one side of the stadium, you can't cheer for two teams."

"Or so they say," Yuta winks at you, making Mark throw a tissue at him.

"Okay, I'll root for Yuta and Taeyong."

"Whaaat! Y/N I've known you the longest," Jaehyun whines.

"I cheered for you during your FIFA game, I can't keep cheering for one person."

"Especially when she has a boyfriend, Guys. Right here, by the way." Mark says, poking fun when he raises an arm to point at himself. "Sucks that I'm not playing, Y/N's great support."

"Her support for you would be a pity vote."

"In tic tac toe?"

"Especially in tic tac toe."

"That makes no—"

"What did I miss?" Jungwoo comes back to the booth with his phone, having left it at the theatre hall they watched their movie in previously.

"We're playing tic tac toe." Yuta says, beckoning him to hurry back into the seat so they could start playing.

"I'm against taeyong again?" Jungwoo squints his eyes, "Piece of cake. Hope you didn't bet against me Y/N."

"Not betting." You point out.

"So you voted for Taeyong?" He asked dryly.

"...Yes."

"The hell's that supposed to mean?"

"Can we start the game?" Jaehyun asks, impatiently grasping the pencil in his hand trying to pass one to Yuta.

The four boys start the game in front of you and Mark. The two of you don't really have to be paying attention much since it was a simple game, but you watched with interest when Taeyong would make side comments at Yuta placing the X's in the wrong boxes while Jaehyun drew hearts instead of O's for his turn.

In the midst of their bantering, Mark rests his chin on your shoulder and subconsciously, you place a hand on his knee to let him know in a subtle way that you're here and that you're still paying attention to him even when you tell Jungwoo to stop smudging Yuta's X's.

"I could totally win at tic tac toe." Mark mumbles just for you to hear.

You can't help but smile at how sulky he's gotten, knowing that he's only showing a straight face to not let the guys tease him. He doesn't really care if they do, he just likes sulking to you more than them.

"You could baby," You say to him, low enough only for him to hear. "I'd even cheer you on."

"I know you would, Angel." He smiles, "With how pretty you sound in bed your voice is music to me."

"Hey," your head turns sharply to face him, placing a finger up between you and his lips, Mark has to bite back a smile at how cute you are, choosing to kiss the tip of your finger before he lays his head on your shoulder again.

He pokes your side to get your attention but your focused suddenly shifts to the match between Jungwoo and Taeyong. Jaehyun wins the first round against Yuta, the latter saying he wasn't focused because he hasn't played in a while.

"How do you even lose at tic tac toe?"

"You're living it, Yuta. That's literally you."

"Shut up and start the game," Yuta groans, passing Taeyong his pencil after hearing his friend tease him.

"You sure you don't wanna change your mind, Y/N?" Jungwoo pokes fun, drawing the lines for the game to start after he scribbles down his and Taeyong's name.

You shake your head at Mark's friend, "Nope. I trust Tae, I know he'll do well."

"Wish I had that confidence," Taeyong mumbles.

"It's just tic tac toe..." Mark breathes out, shaking his head when he sees how worked up his friends are getting over one game while waiting for your dessert.

Mark tunes out the conversation, only turning his head to look over at what you guys are doing when he hears you laugh, or when you move forward that Mark doesn't feel your skin on his that makes him tune back in to what the guys are saying.

Mark almost falls asleep when he realises it's been drizzling outside, raindrops pattering softly onto the glass pane he leans on, but when he feels you move again, he turns his head again and notices the way you've now brushed your hair to rest on one side of your shoulder. The clasp of your necklace sits prettily on your neck, making Mark realise you dressed up more than usual today.

Don't get him wrong, you looked gorgeous in anything you wore (much more when you were wearing his clothes, he would debate), but what catches his eyes is the way your shirt lightly raises the more you lean forward. Granted only Mark is privy to see such exposure of your skin; let alone your back, but his mind gets the best of him and before he can stop himself, his hand reaches out to lightly graze his hand over your waist.

You jump a little at how light Mark's touch is, but you don't pull away from your argument — whatever it was about with Jaehyun — to look at Mark.

Mark's a little dazed and empty-headed when he focuses on your skin against his palm. It's not like he was looking to start anything, he loved holding you. Maybe physical touch was his love language, but he liked having you near him. You did too, but Mark enjoyed it maybe a tad bit more.

When you finally scoot back to be closer to Mark after concluding who had won this match, you rest your back against Mark's chest and he locks you close to him, the hand that had been tracing random patterns on your skin only slid to the front of your body to hug you. Mark quietly watched the next game of tic tac toe begin between Taeyong and Jaehyun.

Looks like you won both of the bets; even if no money was involved.

You laugh at something Jungwoo says and Mark feels your laughter through your body against his and soon, like most days, he's smiling against the top your head, leaving light kisses on it.

The four boys get caught up in their game, demanding another rematch, this time between Yuta and Jungwoo.

When you tell them to handle this game on their own, Mark volunteers to play the next match against Taeyong.

Although Mark would prefer a quiet day in spent with you with movies being played in the background while the both of you lazed around in your most casual attire, he couldn't lie that moments with his friends and you were just as good.

His favourite people with his person; his most adored person in his world as of right now. He wouldn't want it any other way.

#mark lee imagines #mark lee scenarios #nct dream scenarios #nct dream imagines #mark imagines #mark scenarios #mark lee soft #mark lee soft imagines #nct dream soft #mark lee fluff #mark fluff #nct dream fluff

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dancingdonatello · 2 months

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How do you think the rise Brothers would react to a reader who falls and just stays on the floor and just trys to shrug and accept it. It always happens to me because of messed up knees lol I just try to entertain myself once the pain subsides.

Raph thinks that you died. He races to your side and shakes you like a madman. When you peer up at him with wide eyes, he is so, so relieved to see your conscious and responding.

He doesn’t let you stay on the floor, he clutches you in his arms and carries you around for the rest of the day.

Leo also trips and falls and stays on the floor - either to feel included or maybe to save you some face. He pulls out a piece of paper to play tic tac toe with you. He kicks his feet back and forth like an excited school girl.

If anyone asks what you two are doing, Leo will deflect big time. He’ll act like they’re the crazy ones for not laying on the floor.

Donatello steps over you and keeps walking. He knows that if you were really hurt, you would’ve told him. Sometimes, if he didn’t see you fall, he’ll trip over your body and also lay on the floor, bent in an awkward position.

Next time he sees you on the floor, he drags you to the side of the room / hallway so that youre out of the way. He’s doing a public service.

Mikey will keep you company but leaves all the theatrics to Leo. He’ll sit beside you and talk and talk, tracing shapes on your skin to pass the time.

After a while, he will gently urge you to get up. There’s more fun things to do than just lay on the floor all day, don’t you know!

#rottmnt x reader #tmnt x reader #donatello x reader #raphael x reader #rise tmnt x reader #leonardo x reader #rise michelangelo x reader

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stuckinthesun · 1 year

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༝༚༝༚ Tic-Tac-Toe ༝༚༝༚

Part 2

Black suit mod!Leon x fem!Reader

Leon masterlist

You hated these banquets, it was just a bunch of rich people trying to prove just how rich they were. If it wasn’t for the fact that you were childhood friends with the president’s daughter, you wouldn’t even be here.

Normally you wouldn’t be here, choosing to make some excuse to get out of it that Ashley would envy you for, but this dinner was an exception. It was to celebrate Ashley’s safe return home from being held hostage in Spain.

You’re here to support your friend, although she keeps being whisked away to talk to random people about her “adventure” like it was some thrilling vacation.

So here you sat, in the back of the room alone, with your own tray of champagne and a pen. What’s the pen for, you ask? Well, as you sat there, drinking and bored out of your mind, you looked down at your legs and realized something. The fishnet stockings you wore made for the perfect tic-tac-toe canvas.

And that’s how you’ve been spending the last ten minutes, playing a game of tic-tac-toe against yourself, when you hear someone clear their throat. You look up, a little sluggishly due to the alcohol in your system, and when you see who’s standing at your table, you’re eyes widen.

Leon S. Kennedy, aka the man who went all the way to Spain and saved Ashley, by himself.

You’ve met him before, briefly, when he first brought Ashley home, but you haven’t really seen him since. You were too focused on your friend to really register anything else.

But now that everything’s calmed down, and Ashley has reassured you that she’s alright, you finally take in the agent who rescued her.

And he looked… he looked good.

The man is wearing a three piece suit, the dress shirt and tie a dark grey and the outer coat a nice black, and he looked at you with amusement as he asked, “Are you playing tic-tac-toe… on your leg?”

You look down at your own leg, as if you needed to confirm that was what you were in fact doing, before looking back up at him, “And what if I am?”

Leon laughs, and it sounds so pretty that you instantly decide you need to hear it again. The man pulls out the chair next to you and sits down, “I’m not judging you, actually seems more entertaining than anything else here.”

“Ah a man with taste,” You say, and move your chair until it’s closer to his before propping your leg up on his lap, “Well then, Leon, X’s or O’s?”

Now it’s you looking at him with amusement as his eyes widen and flicker between your leg in his lap and your face, “You’re serious?”

“Very, now grab a glass and make your move.” You instruct, pushing the pen into his hand and grabbing your own glass before taking a swig.

Leon just looks at you for a moment, and then at the pen in his hand, and then your leg in his lap. You watch him with a raised eyebrow as he seems to shrug to himself, grabs a glass of champagne, down it in one go and then grab your leg, carefully drawing an X through a gap in your stockings.

You whooped a little louder than you meant to, making some of the guests nearby look at the both of you. Leon shushed you with a laugh, putting a hand over your mouth and you giggled, pleased with yourself for hearing that sound again.

Still giggling you took the pen from his grasp and looked at your leg, deciding where to place your move. Leon leaned over a little to watch as he said, “So this is gonna be really awkward since you clearly know my name-“

You let out a dramatic gasp, and look up just in time to watch him roll his eyes while fighting off a smirk, “You don’t know my name?!”

“You never-“

“Shame!”

“You never introduced yourself!” Leon defended himself, picking up another glass of champagne, “You just thanked me, hugged me and left!”

“I was a little preoccupied,” You glare playfully, drawing an O right next to his X, “My best friend just got back from being kidnapped, remember?”

“Yeah, I’m the one that saved her, remember?” Leon leaned closer and plucked the pen from your fingers.

You leaned in closer to, “Yeah, that’s why we’re both at this stupid thing, remember?”

His hand, that had stayed respectfully on your knee since he first touched you, slid a little higher. Your breath hitched at the feeling of his fingers getting caught in your tights and his hot breath fanning your face, “So are you gonna tell me your name, or are you gonna make me guess?”

You smirk and open your mouth-

“Ahem,” The sound of someone clearing their throat startled both of you.

You and Leon jumped away from each other with lightning speed, so fast you about fell out of your chair trying to get your legs off his lap. When you looked up you saw none other than Ashley Graham herself, wearing a shit eating grin as she tried not to laugh.

“Ashley,” You greeted nonchalantly, raising an empty champagne glass toward her.

“Y/N,” Ashley said, unable to hold in a chuckle. You see Leon look at you from your peripheral and sigh, bummed you didn’t get to tell him your name yourself.

“Leon,” Ashley says then, and the agent sits up instantly, looking at the blonde girl, “My dad’s been looking for you.”

“Oh, uh,” Leon looked at you, and you looked back at him with a sad smile. He returned the smile and with a small sigh he stood up, “Right, thanks Ashley.”

“Of course, bye Leon.” Ashley smiled knowingly, and you could’ve sworn you saw the agent blush.

“Bye. It was nice to officially meet you, Y/N.” Leon said, giving you one last smile before walking away, leaving you with your friend.

“Why do you have X’s and O’s on your leg?”

…and ink on your leg.

I found the picture on the right and just knew I had to write something

#leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #leon re4 #leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy fanfic #resident evil x reader #leon kennedy fluff #re4 leon #leon kennedy mod #leon kennedy x y/n #leon kennedy smut #re4r leon #ashely graham

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jungkook97 · 10 months

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and if you let me;; jjk

pairing: non idol!coworker jungkook x reader

word count: 1.9k

rating: teens & up!

genre: romance & fluff, cheesy confession, jungkook is a nervous guy in luv, also is silly, dorky, sweet, etc. (all the adjectives!)

summary: it was your last day at work and jungkook, who has a big fat crush on you, throws a going away party before you go.

notes: there's hardly any plot lmao it's just a hit of dopamine/feels i guess HAHAHAH :) i love him so much and my feelings are at an all-time high with the new gcf that came out!!

this is for nei (@melancholy-of-nadia)!!! luv u!!

Jungkook was annoyed. Very annoyed.

As you howled in laughter at Hoseok’s antics, Jeon Jungkook was in his little corner, crossing his arms and shaking his head.

It wasn’t that he was jealous. In fact, Jungkook was pretty confident and had somewhat normal self-esteem levels, but he felt like he was running out of time.

Running out of time for what, you ask? Confessing his love to you.

It was an open secret on the office floor that Jungkook had the biggest and loudest crush on you, making it real clear to all the guys in the office that you were the love of his life (on the clock, anyway). He liked people who were great at their jobs, and you were, to say the least, great at it. As your new boss and your guys’ boss fought for dominance to get you as an employee, it was clear that you were irreplaceable in the workplace, and that somehow made you even sexier to Jungkook.

At first, it was all a physical thing. You were a looker with brains and a dry humor that Jungkook appreciated in a workplace filled with kiss-assers. It was easy to flirt with you, and it seemed like you were 110% flirting back, which, a few months down the road, got Jungkook to freak out.

Surely, it was one thing to flirt with coworkers nonchalantly and another to deliberately be a boy loser about it. He was down bad at the 3-month mark and found himself counting the days when you would return to your cubicle, which conveniently was next to his.

Every day, he swung by your desk trying to be smooth, only to trip up somehow. Whether it be the intonation of his voice or him tripping over his own feet, he would kick himself silly mentally before lamenting to his best friend and work confidant, Kim Namjoon at the water cooler hours later.

“I swear I cannot walk around her!” Jungkook would sigh loudly, swirling his coffee stirrer as Namjoon chuckled, leaning against the counter before patting his coworker on the shoulder.

“It’s okay, dude. I’m sure she doesn’t even notice it like you do,” Namjoon would reassure him even though he knew you would eventually find out (you would of course, but unaware how deep Jungkook’s love for you was).

A year would swing by until you finally broke the news to the office that you would be leaving for another job with higher pay, and it felt like Jungkook’s world came crashing down. How could he continue working at this job if you weren’t next to him, giggling at his stupid jokes and his stupid short haircut that he specifically cut to make himself look even hotter for you? How could he possibly get through several rounds of meetings if you two weren’t playing tic-tac-toe on the memo pad the two of you would share? Or the times when Jungkook would go out of his way to the coffee shop to get your usual honey oatmilk latte from Urth Caffé? Or the time Jungkook would time his lunches so he could sit with you for the whole hour?

And so, Jungkook devised a plan to break the “news” that he was in love with you, hoping that you would feel the same way. He orchestrated the going away party first, going to a KBBQ spot with your closest coworkers before doing karaoke with drinks. Because how else was Jungkook going to relax around you?

Jungkook could feel his heart thumping wildly in his chest as you giggled at his innocent joke about Hoseok’s dance moves as your delicate head leaned against his wide shoulders. His stomach lurched forward as he coughed to cover his nervousness up, pouring yet another glass of soju for the two of you. You gladly took it, clinking the glass against his before taking a swig, and swallowing the alcoholic contents as you clung into Jungkook for the next hour.

Jungkook was elated of course, but he didn’t wanna give much away, closing his lips together as he thumped his fingers against the table, encouraging your former coworkers to drink more.

An hour passed and you were blasted, still hollering and hooting for the dancers, Hoseok and Jimin, to continue as karaoke night came at a fever pitch. At this point, you and Jungkook were inseparable, and he has made major moves to the level of your comfort: 1) putting his arm behind you and 2) crossing his legs so he could tap his feet against yours.

As you hummed quietly to yourself, you shivered at the cold air coming through the AC. Jungkook saw and immediately grabbed his leather jacket, putting it around you.

You thanked him, leaning against his chest as the two of you cuddled. Jungkook’s heart skipped a beat as he flushed red, again covering his flustered self with a cough.

“Are you getting sick?” you inquired, looking up at Jungkook with a pout. His eyes twinkled at this point as you cutely and drunkenly put your hand up to his forehead, trying to feel his temperature. It was going up all right, and Jungkook turned even redder than the tomatoes in the ramyeon in front of you two.

“Uh,” was all Jungkook could say, stuttering his way into a lame excuse. “The ramyeon is a bit too spicy that’s all, haha.”

He did his best to chuckle sexily as you sighed, frowning.

“Should I have asked for it to be mild?” you inquired, grabbing the menu from the table. “If I had known you didn’t like spice, I would’ve ordered it.”

“Oh no, i-it’s okay!” Jungkook hastily replied, putting the menu down. He was freaking out, and a few of the boys were starting to notice the two of you being rather cozy.

“Man, I have never seen Jungkook look so happy in my entire life,” Taehyung teased, snorting into his beer and pointing at the both of you.

Jungkook frowned, still beet red.

“W-what are you talking about?!” he fired back at Taehyung. All the second youngest in the office did was shrugged, smirking.

“Oh, now you’re playing stupid,” Taehyung drunkenly laughed, leaning against you as he whispered something in your ear.

Jungkook’s stomach bubbled in nervousness while Taehyung chuckled after saying his piece which made you giggle a bit.

“Yeah, he can be obtuse sometimes,” you replied, glancing back at Jungkook. He flushed again, his stomach in knots. Did you know? Were you playing with him?

As the night progressed, you began acting more and more wild, making Jungkook laugh uproariously at your behavior. Seeing you loose made him happy and glad that he planned the goodbye party in the first place. He clapped and cheered for you as you attempted badly to sing Whitney Houston’s “I’ll Always Love You”. Even if you were off-key, he still found it endearing that you even attempted.

Your unabashed confidence was shining through, and something ignited within Jungkook. It was then when he realized how much he liked you and seeing this side of you made him want you even more. The desire to be even closer than you two already were, and the desire to be intimate was growing inside Jungkook’s already big and kind heart, and he wanted to do something more.

It wasn’t too late when everyone began to go home, leaving the two of you alone. You had Uber’d your way to the noraebang so Jungkook offered naturally to take you home after sobering up.

As the two of you walked to the car, you instinctively but a bit impulsively wrapped your arm around his. His stomach lurched forward as his heart beat unbelievably fast, making him cough out of nervousness.

“You okay?” you asked worryingly, slurring a bit of your words. Jungkook was a bit concerned for you as he gripped your arm tighter around his bicep, leaning against you.

“I am,” he hummed lightly, opening his Mercedes GT door for you before guiding you in. “Are you okay though? You had a lot to drink.”

He strapped you in with the seatbelt as you smiled warmly. At this point, you two were really close to each other, feeling each other’s warm breaths as Jungkook’s big eyes stared into yours. He lamented quietly that you weren’t entirely there, wishing you were entirely sober so he could just kiss you right then and there. Your red warm lips were calling to him, and he wanted to kiss you so fucking bad, but only if you let him.

God, you’re so beautiful right now, he thought.

“What?” you laughed softly as he snapped out of it.

“N-nothing.”

Clearing his throat for the 1529458th time, he pulled away from your warmth and back into the winter air. Sliding his hands together to keep warm, he sprinted to the driver’s side of the car, sliding in before turning the engine on. The hot air swirled through the cabin as he turned the lights on and navigation took you home.

Not much was said during the ride to your house. Surely, he didn’t want to interrupt you slowly dozing off, mumbling to yourself as your hand laid on the center console. Jungkook’s hand was firmly on the shift gear but it achingly wanted to be there as well, holding your hand. He wanted to warm you up so badly, just like how he did it all night with you.

There must have been real chemistry between you two up until this point, Jungkook thought. There was no way all of this was platonic or you had been leading him on. All the flirty exchanges you two had for the past year started replaying in Jungkook’s mind like a broken video tape, replaying over and over until he couldn’t take it anymore.

He had to tell you. He had to confess.

As the car came to a stop and turned off, he went over to your side to open the door again. You woke up to the brisk cold air hitting your face as you were startled awake. Jungkook’s dark silhouette encapsulated you as you pulled out of the car, only to slip from the ice below and into Jungkook’s arms.

“Fuck!” you exclaimed as he caught you immediately into his embrace. His firm, yet warm body was pressed up against your own as you giggled drunkenly, trying to maintain your balance. “God, I’m just all over you tonight huh, Jeon?”

You could feel his heavy breaths on you as you looked up. He was already staring down at you with a soft smile, his cheeks pink.

You wondered if he was going to keep hiding it from you. You knew for quite some time that Jungkook liked you a bit too much, and even in your drunken state, you wanted to tell him it was okay to lean in for a kiss. You liked him too, and you wanted him to be yours.

Under the dim streetlight, he ever so slowly leaned in, closing the gap between you two. His eyes were pensive, thinking a bit too hard on this, but you had already made up your mind.

Kiss me, Jungkook.

“If you let me,” he whispered right before your lips touched his.

You pulled him in, kissing him. His eyes closed immediately as he took control, squeezing you tightly as you two softly kissed each other, keeping warm.

Snow was falling lightly on the both of you as your lips slowly made a grin when the two of you parted.

“Always, Jungkook.”

#jungkook #jungkook x reader #jungkook scenarios #jungkook fic #writing #mine #I WAS INSPIRED BY THE GCF LEAVE ME ALONE #short and sweet like jungkook's haircut in the gcf <3 #oh i'm in love with the man so bad it's not even funny :/#i barely edited this so hfdklshg;hg #kissing jungkook in the snow o my god i'm so romantic

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kenlvry · 2 years

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Team stan with a fem s/o who likes to draw on herself

stan and the gang with f!reader who draws on herself

cw, sexual jokes,

kenny

he finds it so cute. he'd look over at you to see if your paying attention and see you just drawing on your hand

he looks forward to the multiple drawings on your palm. sometimes even he draws on them, usually he draws penises or stickmen of you and him

is still surprise how you manage to wash it all off and come to school with a clean hand as if you didn't draw the fucking forest on your hand the day before

"kenny stop drawing dicks what if a teacher sees" "can i draw dicks leaking cum" "WHAT THE FUCK 😢😢"

one time you got sent to mackeys for his stupid ass penis drawing and you don't let him draw on your hand ever again

stan

i like to think he does this too, class is boring and the only way to distract him from sleeping is to draw on his hands.

you two definitely play tic tac toe. you both draw the columns on your hands and you place an x at a spot he'd draw it on his hand and you do the same when he puts a o on a empty spot.

Kyle's inbetween you two and just watching you raise your hand to stan and stan go "oooo good one" and drawing something on his hand.

once he even saw you drawing on your thighs and he's like HUH😧😧. luckily your skirt was a bit long and hide the very inappropriate drawings you did.

kyle

finds it cute, you sit beside him and its so exciting for him to see you draw something on your hand bc after this class ends he examines every drawing you did.

he would definitely draw on your hand, sometimes he writes things for you to read while in class like "hi y/n see you after your next class :)"

he also doesn't understand how you come to school the next day with clean ass hands, his hands is still full of the flowers and hearts you drew yesterday like huh did you bleach your hands??

contemplates wether to draw stick men fucking each other..... nah... or maybe he should??

cartman

finds it so goofy, like baby we're in highschool why you drawing on your hand?? 🤣🤣

would report to a teacher "teacher y/ns drawing dicks on her hand again 🥺🥺" AS IF HE DIDN'T DREW THEM BEFOREHAND

you do not let him draw on your hand but he goes all emotional and you have to just to have your hands full of penises and fuck you's written.

he actually finds it so adorable like damn you are so cute🤭🤞🤞

butters

POOR BOY THOUGHT IT WAS TATTOOS 😭😭. he was so concerned "where did you get them?? aren't you still underaged?? did it hurt??" when you said it came from a pen he was like 🧍😧 "YOU DRAW SO WELL" its literally a flower with a cat beside it.

he brings a jacket to school so he can give it to you so you can hide the drawings on your hand.

he still thinks it hurts cz a pens tip is like pointy,,, how do you do it??

draws on your hands too, you can easily tell which one he drew and which one you drew bc on your left hand is cats, smily faces, flowers hearts and stickmen holding each others arm and on the right is a huge penis also flowers and then a cat dancing.

#south park #south park x y/n #south park x you #kenny mccormick #kenny mccormick x reader #south park x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #kyle broflovski #stan marsh x reader #stan marsh #eric cartman x reader #eric cartman #leopold butters stotch #butters x reader

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discount-shades · 2 years

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Sleepy Baby Part 1

a/n: I got this in my head and couldn’t find another fic that mentioned it. This is the first fic I've ever written.

Pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin/reader

Warning: brief mentions of car crash and cheating

Word Count: 1100 ish

Summary: Jake must defend his call sign to a stranger, and he is on a timer.

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You checked the timer on your phone for the third time, sighing at the 32 minutes remaining. One hour, every week, socializing with strangers. That was the deal you made with your therapist.

Eighteen months after a horrific car crash killed your fiancé and childhood best friend your therapist suggested you ‘get back out there.’ It wasn’t just their deaths that you were working through in your twice monthly therapy sessions. It was the fact that she was blowing him when they crashed. You thought that was something that only happened in movies and tv shows. Your grief was… complicated.

So here you were at the bar of the week nursing a whiskey sour until the timer on your phone said you could go home. You surreptitiously glance around. Judging by the uniforms of the other patrons and the décor the Hard Deck was a military bar. You massage your temples and check your phone again, 29 minutes to go.

“Need some company while you wait for your date?” You glance to your left at the southern drawl. An unfairly handsome man in a uniform with green eyes is looking down at you and you stare a little too long. “I’ve been watching you check your phone,” he explains, “he’s an idiot to keep you waiting.“

“I'm not expecting company,” you roll your eyes at him. “But thank you for assuming I’m being stood up. It was definitely the vibe I was going for.” You take another sip of your drink so you have something to do with your hands.

A slow smile breaks out across his face. “In that case I’m Hangman.”

“I'm sorry your parents hated you.”

At your deadpan response he chuckles. “It’s my call sign,” he explains smugly. “I'm a fighter pilot.” He is easily the most attractive man in the bar and he knows it, and there is something about his inflated ego that makes you want to pop it. Just a little.

“Hangman like the spelling game?” you ask and he nods and brushes your arm, leaning into you.

You hum noncommittally, cocking your head as you look at him. “You know some schools discourage playing hangman.” You tell him. “They don’t want to encourage violence in children so they play Sleepy Baby instead.”

“Sleepy Baby?” He asks in confusion, leaning back.

“Yeah, you draw a baby in a crib instead of a man on the gallows,” you grin at his scandalized expression. “You could change your pilot name to Sleepy Baby, so you don’t scare the children and all.”

“Darling, you are the only one I’d let call me ‘baby’.” You laugh at his smooth recovery. “What’s your name, beautiful?” He is charming despite his ego and his intense stare is giving you butterflies.

“Tic-tac-toe.”

“Imma call you Hugs and Kisses and you can call me Baby.” You can’t help but laugh at his confidence.

“So if you are not waiting for anyone why are you always checking on your phone?” The pilot sits down beside you leaning forward again so his knees brush against yours.

You contemplate your answer before deciding that fuck it, you will be at another bar next week and will never see the handsome pilot again so might as well be honest. “My therapist has suggested that I should ‘socialize with adults that are not coworkers or the children I work with.’” You explain. “So one hour a week I must socialize.” You wave your hand vaguely at the bar.

“Are you one of those teachers banning hangman?” He asks in mock outrage, graciously glossing over most of your explanation.

“Child Activity Coordinator at a local library actually, but yeah I’ve been know to play a few rounds of Sleepy Baby.” You say with a shrug.“ Some parents get upset at certain things and it’s easier just to avoid it than die on the hill of hangman. Plus there was one little boy who would cry when the man was hung so it was best to avoid the tears.”

“He would cry every time?” The green eyed pilot has a fond smile on his face.

You nodded. “I mean the same kid also cried when someone stole his imaginary kitten so some things can’t be helped but sometimes it’s just easier to avoid it.” You said with a grin remembering the moment.

“It’s hard to believe we live in a world where imaginary kittens aren’t even safe.” He shakes his head solemnly and you burst out laughing. The unexpected arrival of the cocky pilot has been a delightful addition to your evening.

“So one hour a week?” He asks, raising an eyebrow. “How much time do I have left?”

You check your phone, “you have 17 minutes, Flyboy.” You grin. “So what made you join the AirForce?”

He looks offended. “Darling, I'm a Naval Aviator.”

You blink blankly at him. “I was genuinely not aware the Navy had pilots.”

“The navy has aircraft carriers,” he grins “who do you think flies the planes?”

“Honestly, I never thought about it and I think I just assumed it was a Navy / Air Force cooperation situation.” You trail off still thinking before shrugging. “I guess you learn something new every day.”

“I could teach you something else,” he sends you a flirty wink.

“I think I’ve reached my knowledge quota for the day,” you laugh back. “But what did you learn today?”

“That my call sign breaks the heart of little boys and their stolen imaginary kittens, and I could use a therapist that suggests going to a bar.”

“Good news Sleepy Baby, I don't think you needed the help to make it here.”

You feel your phone vibrate in your pocket notifying you that your hour is up and a not so small part of you is disappointed. You pull your phone out and hold up the timer to the pilot in front of you. “That’s time.”

“Can I get your number?” He asks hopefully as you gather your purse and finish your drink. “We could spend the full hour together next time, therapists advice on socializing and all.”

“I’ll pass this time, but next time, who knows?” You say as you stand, feeling a little sad that you will never see him again.

“As long as you remember, Hugs and Kisses, I’m in the Navy.”

You look up at him grinning. “Don’t worry, I’ll remember.”

As you leave you walk by the jukebox glancing down and see the perfect song on the track lists. You hit the number grinning to yourself as you walk to the door.

When you reach the exit you turn around and find the green eyed pilot has made his way back to some others in uniforms at the pool table. “Hey Baby,” you call out over the noise of the bar. You grin when he looks up eagerly as the Village People begins to play over the jukebox. “This song’s for you!” You shoot him a mock salute as you walk out the door.

#jake hangman seresin #hangman #hangman/reader #jake seresin #top gun fanfiction #top gun x reader #topgun maverick #top gun hangman #top gun maverick #hangman top gun

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human-encounters-diary · 1 year

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Day 10

The Vitrichl has made the decision to have routine patrols guard the most vital parts of the ship. It is not entirely surprising that I was assigned to guard Sector 3 with the human.

The human was - surprisingly - quiet. It caused slight concern within me, as the human was never as silent as during this cycle. She kept rubbing the protective skin over her visual organ, as if something was irritating her.

After a silence that lasted too long, she finally opened her mouth, minimizing my concerns slightly. Firstly, she let out air harder than necessary, possibly a signal of distaste. Then, she asked: "Wanna play a game?", while raising the corners of her mouth slightly. "We are not allowed. We are in a high emergency situation and need to be on guard at all times."

"It‘ll be really quick, I promise!", she continued. As I did not want to anger the human, I decided on compromising: "I accept. I suppose one game will not lead to the immediate demise of the ship and its entire crew. As long as it is quick."

She bared her teeth at me for a moment, before scurrying over hastily.

"Alright, so, the rules are really simple", she said, taking what seemed to be a writing tool of sorts out of a non-visible crease in her clothing. She started drawing a simple register on the floor, and it resembled this:

"Where I come from, we call this game 'Tic Tac Toe' ", Quinn continued. "So basically, each one of us gets a shape: I get a cross and you get a circle. The goal of the game is to get a row full of your sign. It can be horizontally, vertically or diagonally, but it cannot be broken by another shape, because then it won‘t count. The game stops when one of us wins or when all the squares are full without a winner."

"That is quite simple", I agreed. "Alright, you start.", she decided, handing me the writing tool.

I placed a circle perfectly in the middle of the board. Quinn sucked in air sharply while clenching her teeth, but otherwise did not seem visibly upset. She drew a cross in the down right corner. I drew a circle in the up right corner. She drew a cross below my original circle. I drew a circle in the down left corner.

"Boom. Congratulations, you won.", she informed me, and she seemed to be…happy. Her tone was light and her stance casual, her legs folded across each other in a seemingly painfully twisted way. Why would she be happy that I, her opponent, had beat her at her own game?

She took the writing tool, judging by density and appearance a piece of charcoal (a widespread substance, which is quite easy to find in most galaxies), and drew a line through my three circles. I was rather confused by this gesture. Was she denying my win? Was it simply to show that I had won this particular game? Was it a truce agreement? These questions stayed unanswered.

We both raised and Quinn seemingly tried to wipe away the drawings with her foot, but her efforts did not pay off. Eventually, she capitulated and we retook our positions. As we continued to patrol for the next few hours, no further conversations occurred, as the task at hand was of utmost importance. Although I did notice, that while the human did not speak anymore, her body seemed to be speaking for her. She was almost constantly shifting on her feet, walking a few steps before stopping again, and her hands seemed to have a mind of its own, touching everything near them, for example her fingers, nearby equipment and her clothing. What could be the reason behind this behaviour? Was she, perhaps, suffering from an illness? Was she bored again?

I realized I would have to ask her to receive answers, but I decided to do that at an…more appropriate time.

Soon, the exchange team for the next shift arrived, and the human and I parted ways.

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imaginechb · 10 months

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Long Distance w/ Connor Stoll

Aka I'm back on my Connor shit™️ and now you all have to deal with it ❤️

You started dating over the summer, knowing that you'll have to spend the school year apart, but not really caring. You really liked each other, and no one back home could compare with him. No one could relate to you and care for you on the level that he could, no one had those experiences with you.

On the day you have to go back to your hometown, you pack all your things up in your cabin, your siblings either doing the same or keeping each other company.

Connor appears in the doorway and everyone else exchanges looks before clearing out. You turn to him, tears in your eyes that you don't want to let fall, but you can't help it. He opens his arms and you break, falling into him.

You stay there for a bit, holding each other, letting tears fall, before finally letting each other go. He helps you finish packing and walks you out of the cabin.

The rest of the day is spent laying in the strawberry fields in the late summer sun, playing volleyball with friends, and eating meals together rather than at your respective tables.

When it's time to go, he gives you one last emotional hug and a long kiss, before watching you go, a helpless expression on his face as he turns away.

NOW. while you're gone, he sends you letters. Updates on what's been happening with him and the camp, love letters, he writes down playlists for you.

He misses you so bad, he definitely mopes for a while after you leave, until people kinda tell him to get it together.

Sometimes he sends you care packages with things you might need or want; ambrosia in case of monster attacks, your favorite candies, his favorite hoodie, a cd he burned in Chiron's office while he was away

For your birthday (if it's during the school year), he mailed you cupcakes he and Travis made... they weren't exactly edible when they arrived (or when they were made), but it's the thought that counts, right? He also sent you a bracelet he made you (you'd taught him how), another one of his hoodies, and a necklace that you didn't want to know the origins of for legal reasons.

As for you, it had taken a while to adjust back to the mortal world without Connor. Seeing friends at school was nice, but still lonely without him. They were good friends, but they'd never know you and understand you like your friends at camp would. They were mostly just to keep from being alone the rest of the year while waiting for summer's return.

You listen to the playlists and cds he sent you every night to fall asleep, on your walk home from school, when you miss him. You have it memorized from start to finish at this point.

You wear his hoodies to school and to sleep at night to the point where they need washed, which you don't want to do because they smell like him, but it has to be done 😔

Luckily, that's around the time that he sends another one :D

You send him letters and packages of things from the mortal world, candies that he'd never tried, little stickers and pins from places you go, cds, you even return his hoodies to him occasionally.

He comes to stay with you and your family around your winter break (your family was a little unsure about him at first but ended up absolutely adoring him), and you go to camp during spring break so you guys can spend time together.

YOU GUYS PLAY SILLY LITTLE GAMES LIKE TIC TAC TOE THROUGH THE MAIL OMGS

Iris-messaging whenever you can. Sometimes it's hard because he's busy with training and activities at camp, and you've got school and maybe even a job taking up your time, but you manage at least once or twice a week.

Also depending on where you live, time zones may or may not be a thing. If you live on the west coast, there's a three hour time difference between you, which doesn't sound like a lot, but it is. You could be getting home from school when he's eating dinner, and by the time you finish up your homework and dinner, he's at the campfire and going to bed.

But you guys make each other a priority, you wouldn't do anything else

Because at the end of the day, it can be hard, and you might miss each other a lot, but you're also demigods in love. What you have is unshakable, it's not going anywhere, even if you do.

#pjo #toa #trials of apollo #hoo #heroes of olympus #percy jackson and the olympians #chb #percy jackson #pjo hoo toa #camp jupiter #connor stoll #connor stoll x reader #connor stoll x you #pjo imagine #pjo x reader

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homeslices · 1 year

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College GF Ellie Headcannons

A/N: First time writing headcannons lemme know what you guys think or if there’s anything else you guys wanna see.

Summary: No thoughts, just college girlfriend Ellie

Pairings: College!Ellie Williams x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 763

Warnings: Smut headcannons but nothing too graphic

Meeting Ellie Headcannons:

Ellie and you met in one of your college classes

You were late to class one day, totally not your fault, so instead of talking your usual spot up front you sit in the last row a few seats down from a really hot girl

Said girl happens to forget a pen that day, so of course she asks you, the pretty, quiet girl who never sits in the back, for one

You, being the prepared person you are, gave her one of your extras with a teasing comment, she gave you a snarky one in response and by the end of the lecture, neither of you took any notes, too busy talking to one another to pay any attention.

So while the two of you were packing up, she ripped out a piece of paper from her notebook, which is hardly ever used, wrote out her number, and gave it to you along with the borrowed pen

(You messaged her as soon as the both of you parted ways)

General GF Headcanons:

Will sit by you in every class the two of you have together, and while she usually doesn’t bother you and pays attention to professors, she will try to get you play tic-tac-toe during boring lectures sometimes

Ellie definitely seems like she would be big in pda. I mean why wouldn’t she? She has a beautiful girlfriend, so she definitely wants to show you off.

Holding hands, arm around your waist, putting her hand in your back pocket, kissing you (i.e. cheek, neck, lips), she would be fine with making out with you in public. However, if you aren’t that comfortable with pda, she won’t push it and 100% respect your boundaries.

This girl is a cuddler. I also think she enjoins being both the little or big spoon depending on what mood she’s in

Definitely seems like the type to smoke a joint whenever she gets a little too stressed. Which in college, would happen a little more often than not.

Always offers you some, but if you don’t want to smoke, she would ask you to just stay and hang with her while she does. Smoking is one of her stress relievers, but you’re her favorite

Loves it when you lay with her and just play with her hair. She swears it’s one of the best feelings in the world

Smut Headcannons:

Speaking of hair Ellie loves it when you pull hers. She basically lives in between your thighs

She worships the ground you walk on everyday, it’s no different in the bedroom

“Pretty girl” “good girl” “attagirl” are all phrases she uses constantly

Loves making out with you. Usually all of your sexual encounters start with a make out session with her.

She will not stop kissing you until you ask her to stop or one of you is whining to get fucked.

I see Ellie as a switch leaning top in the bedroom. She loves to take care of you, but sometimes she needs the one to be taken care of

Y’all have a plethora of sex toys, which includes Ellie’s favorite purple strap. (If your honest, it’s yours too)

Very into experimenting.

If there’s something you wanna try, “yeah let’s go to the bedroom right now.”

If one of her or your friends mentions trying something that works for them, she’ll literally say in front of them to you “babe we should try that.”

If you’re both watching tv and a steamy sex scene comes on, she’ll turn to you mid scene, “wanna do that right now?”

Seems like the type to be into edging until you’re a complete mess, then overstimming you until you’re fucked dumb.

Something she won’t tell you is she wants you to do the exact same thing to her

Communication is a must with her

Y’all use the stop light system (I.e. red = stop, yellow = slow down, green = go)

10/10 aftercare

She’ll wipe off any bodily fluids on either of you, get you changed into some sort of clothes (if that’s what you prefer), change the sheets, make sure there’s water for the both of you, and lay there cuddling you whispering words of praise as you come down from your high

Speaking of communication, once the both of you come out of the post-sex bliss, the both of you will talk about what either of you like or didn’t like

She will make mental notes of everything you say

Overall Ellie is an amazing girlfriend, loves you more than life itself, and would do anything for you

#ellie williams #ellie x reader #ellie williams smut #ellie x y/n #ellie x fem reader #ellie tlou #ellie williams x reader #the last of us #the last of us x reader #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x female reader

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sanjisboyfie · 11 months

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๑ keep safe : "together in chaos." (15)

one piece x male reader

cause my love is mine,

all mine

i love mine, mine, mine,

nothing in the world belongs to me,

but my love mine, all mine, all mine

『 prev 』

[name] couldn’t believe this. the desert was stupid. how are birds going to outsmart both him and his captain?!

“is your brain really below the level of a bird?!” sanji scolded, shaking both luffy and [name] back and forth.

“hey, are you blaming me for being compassionate? you’re so cold, sanji,” [name] said nonchalantly, “let’s not worry about it, we’ll find something to eat,”

“we wouldn’t even need to do something like that if you had just used your brain!!” sanji cursed, still choosing to drill the consequences of [name] and luffy’s actions into their heads.

everyone else was settled down, choosing to take this a chance to catch their breath. [name] let himself fall on his back, soaking in the cold sand and shade whilst luffy went and tried to catch the birds that had stolen their stuff.

usopp decided to lay down next to [name], making the man grin.

“let’s play a game usopp!” he cheered, turning over so he was laying on his stomach on the sand instead. the sniper hummed in thought before agreeing. “tic-tac-toe!”

“you’re gonna lose,” usopp said confidently, leaning up on his elbows so that he could face the sand properly, “back on my home village, i won over a thousand games of tic-tac-toe by pure skill!”

“a thousand games?!” chopper exclaimed in shock, completing believing usopp.

“i won five thousand games of tic-tac-toe at my village,” [name] challenged further, making usopp pale and sweat nervously. “just kidding, i lied!”

“hey, that’s my thing!!” usopp shouted in annoyance at being punked.

[name] drew the board onto the sand, chopper laying on top of [name]’s head to observe. [name] did the first move, usopp following, until they reached the end of their game — [name] being the victor.

“you’ll never beat me,”

“no, no, no, that was too close, again!”

the two went back and forth in the game, finishing a least twenty games. it ended with [name] winning the majority of them and usopp sulking in the corner.

“if you played with your nose instead of your finger, you’d definitely win,” [name] teased poking the tip of usopp’s nose, making usopp slam his head down in the sand to shut him up. he got a mouthful of sand and the sniper grinning above him in victory.

“don’t disrespect me like that!!!” usopp said, smacking [name]’s hand away.

chopper laughed as [name] weakly spat out the sand in his mouth, the reindeer rolling side to side from his amusement. this made [name] focus on torturing him now, prodding and poking at chopper’s sides to tickle him.

everyone watched as [name] expertly dealt with chopper who was laughing at him, making the reindeer cry out for mercy for the tickling to stop.

just as [name] was about to let up on his torture method, there was a rumbling that shook the whole ground. everyone looked up in worry, seeing some sort of sand storm…? coming there way. but as usopp put his goggles on, the crew found out that it was just luffy bringing trouble towards them at high speeds.

[name] squinted, grimacing as he saw how huge the creature behind luffy was.

“a sandora dragon!!” vivi cried out in surprise.

“vivi, i feel like you really need to work on telling us these things beforehand,” [name] sighed, running a hand through his hair. vivi apologized quietly, but he simply shrugged his shoulders to show it wasn’t the biggest deal. after all, he just saw an oppurtunity for a good meal in front of him now.

“they’re the largest living replies in the desert,” [name] whistled at the description, “and they will wait under the sand for their prey. they have sharp claws and fangs, but they hardly ever use them. the reason being that they tend to swallow their prey whole,”

“he really does have a gift for attracting trouble,” ace said in amused voice, being the only one that was languidly sitting down on the sand.

“luffy, come quick, bring the food to us!!!” [name] shouted with his hands cupped over his mouth to project his voice more clearly.

“don’t just care about the reptile, how about saving luffy’s life?!” nami said, chopping [name] down on the head.

“we’ll take care of it,” sanji and zoro said in unison, rushing forward and prepared to attack the monster.

[name] hummed in appreciation, jumping up and down on the balls of his feet as he realized they were going to be eating good. in a second’s notice, the monster was done and dead — making [name] clap his hands in glee.

out of nowhere, though, he turned around in an instant and lifted his hand up in the air.

“ace, out of the way,” he said, tilting his head to the side to encourage the male to step just slightly over to the left. ace obeyed, looking in interest as another one of the monsters sprung out from the sand.

“i should’ve mentioned that they always hunt in pairs!!”

“mention these things!!” everyone shouted at vivi as [name] took his turn in taking care of the monster.

[name] lifted his hand up mimicking the shape of a gun with his fingers. the monster was looking directly at him. he closed one of his eyes, as if he was looking down the barrel of a gun and pretended as if he had just shot it off. his hand flinched backwards, “pew,” leaving his lips and then the monster in front of him had fallen over immediately.

“what was that technique?!” usopp shouted in fear, seeing that the monster was definitely dead at how lifelessly it had fallen back onto the sand.

”[name]’s really scary,” nami said, crocodile tears falling from her eyes.

“a monster!” chopper was the one to ironically yell that bit out, making [name] laugh.

“double the food supply! aren’t i just the best guys?” [name] grinned, looking childish despite the great feat he had just showed off. ace walked over with a low whistle, ruffling [name]’s head with his warm hand.

“the bestest, now let’s get sanji over here to cook this up for us,”

soon enough, the strawhats were eating an abundance of cooked meat. and once [name] was done eating to his heart’s content, he briefly passed out. unfortunately, zoro was sitting beside him so he had to hold up the weight of [name]’s sleeping body on his back.

he grunted in annoyance, angry tick marks forming on his face as he saw everyone was getting ready to go.

“someone take this idiot off of my hands!!!” he shouted at the crew, subconsciously holding [name] up in a piggy back position so the sleeping man wouldn’t fall off.

“hurry up guys, if you don’t catch up, you’ll never leave out of this desert alive!!!” nami teasingly called out to them, happily riding on the back of lashes, their new camel, with vivi. she didn’t have to worry about exerting too much effort in walking around now.

“hey!! i said, someone get this guy off my back or i’m leaving him here!” zoro shouted, hating how he was stuck carrying [name] around. “hey, [name]!! wake up right now, i’m not fucking around!”

“five more minutes,” [name] sleepily called out.

“fuck off, you can shove that five more minutes up your ass!”

“why are you saying such crude things, zoro, i don’t want anything up my ass,” [name] said, his eyes still shut and his words slurring together, “oh, you’re not as hot as i thought, you’re kind of like a cooler, i like this,”

“get off!!!”

“zoro, zoro, carry me too!” chopper called out, jumping up and down in a hurry seeing as everyone was already running off to follow nami.

this made the swordsman curse several times over before allowing chopper to grab onto [name], who zoro settled on carrying around. he’d just make [name] owe him back tenfold later.

zoro ran along with the group, not wanting to be left behind and was cursing [name] the entire way.

“i guess your status is also turned into camel too, huh, marimo?” sanji teased, seeing as zoro was now carrying the weight of two crewmates. “or maybe, desert camels are smarter than you,”

“shut up, pervy cook! i’ll slice you up,” zoro warned, glaring daggers into the blonde.

“is it my fault you’re the camel?” sanji shot back, grinning as he saw it only made zoro more pissed off.

“that’s it!” zoro threw [name] off of his back, making his still and sleeping body roll over in the sand several times down a hill. “i’ll kill you now, perv!”

[name] scratched his eyes awake, yawning and jumping up to his feet as he felt re-energized after his nap. he walked back up the hill he was thrown off of, blinking several times when he saw sanji and zoro fighting.

he punched the back of their heads, yawning as he did so, “come on, guys, fighting isn’t always the answer. let’s catch up with nami and vivi,”

“stop acting like you know what’s happening!!” the duo shouted at [name]’s back, their anger towards each other being washed away and instead growing towards [name].

the h/c haired man waved his hand dismissively, urging chopper and usopp to follow him.

“come back here, bastard!!!”

but [name] just ignored them, allowing chopper to climb on his back, and then continued walked onward. they walked in a straight line for a couple of moments before he noticed that the footprints the camel should’ve left behind were suddenly stopped.

“that’s weird,” he commented, looking around to find if they had simply gone off track.

“yeah, their footprints end here,” usopp added on.

“i wonder where they went off to-”

[name]’s words were cut off when a rumbling was heard, coming from their right. luffy was the first one to realized what it was, running forward and shouting for water.

it was a pirate ship, sailing through the sand rather than through the water and it made [name] tilt his head in confusion, “it looks stupid,”

“nevermind that! they have nami and vivi, we should go down there too,” zoro grunted in surprise, seeing the two familiar faces tied down to the main mast of the ship.

[name] furrowed his eyes brows, running down the sand hill and watching as luffy crashed right into the wooden mast, effectively breaking it in half. due to the troubles he had caused the other pirate crew, he promised to make it up to them.

nami and vivi were soon released from their confinements, but [name] was still on edge. he checked in with both of them to make sure that they were fine and when they replied that they were just shaken up, he nodded in understanding.

he stood in the middle of both of them keeping them a close distance.

“i swear i’ll make it up to you!” luffy cried out, watching as they lowered some sort of wooden sled down to the sand. [name] quirked his eyebrow up in interest, wondering how this would play out.

and just as the captain of the ship was laying down the information for luffy, there was a sudden shift in the air around [name] and vivi. the man lifted his head up and glared at what seemed to be nothing. his hand grabbed onto vivi’s waist and pushed her to the side.

his body shielded hers, just in case, and he cursed under his breath as a sudden axe was boomaranged towards them.

“oi, what gives?” he asked, glowering down at the woman who had thrown the axe. “what were you planning on doing exactly?”

she rolled her eyes at his questions, seemingly unimpressed with his attitude and shifted her gaze onto vivi. the princess was still wrapped and almost completly engulfed by [name]’s figure, who was acting as a protective barrier between the two women.

“these people aren’t familiar with the desert, but you are. you — are coming with us to retrieve more wood,”

“ha, over my dead body,” [name] spoke in a cold tone, threateningly stepping closer to the woman. he felt vivi’s hand wrap around his wrist to stop him, but he didn’t even falter in his steps, “like hell i’ll let her go out there with you, someone who just tried murdering her,”

“[name], stop! it’s fine!” vivi cried out, feet digging into the sand to stop [name] from pummelling the woman in front of them, “it’s best if i go with luffy anyway, i can drive one of the sleds,”

“then i’m coming with you,” [name] said stubbornly, turning his gaze to the princess, “that idiot is just going to suffocate you in more trouble,”

“no, the sleds only can fit two people at a time,” she informed him, making a displeased look come onto his face.

“then you’re not going,” he finalized, but she simply shook her head.

“i want to go, i’ll be fine,”

seeing how determined she was to assist luffy, [name] finally gave up and allowed her to board the sled. before they had set off, though, he grabbed the woman’s arm, the one that tried attacking him and vivi, and glared through her soul.

“if she comes back with a scratch, i’m killing you and this entire shit crew,” he squeezed her wrists tight to emphasize this point, “understand?”

she scoffed, trying to free her arm from [name]’s hold. cursing under her breath when she realized that the grip he had ensnared around her wrist was iron-strong.

”whatever,”

that left [name] unsatisfied, but he let her go.

he backed off, crossing his arms over his chest as he joined the rest of his own crew.

“what was that, [name]? seriously, do you not know how to play nice to others?” nami asked, sighing and rubbing her forehead. she thought back to [name]’s hostile attitude on drum island.

“just…staying on guard, we don’t know these people,” [name] explained.

“not everyone is bad,” usopp added in.

“no, not everyone is. but it’s better to be safe than sorry. remember, not all pirate crews are as forgiving as ours,” [name] said, turning from the group and boarding back onto the ship.

the longer his captain and friend were away the more angsty he was beginning to feel. he tried to not think about it too much, but his guard was still up. if these people weren’t who they were presenting themselves to be, he’d be the first to beat them up.

but then, vivi and luffy returned, with bright smiles on their faces. [name] met them as soon as they got their sand sled to stop, asking them if they were alright. the princess seemed to hesitate for a moment before nodding and thanking [name] for being so vigilent.

“[name]!!” luffy cheered, throwing himself onto [name] and hugging him tightly. [name] finally cracked a smile, sending some of the crew into states of relief ([name]’s stoic face was scarier than a lot of them thought), and held onto luffy. “what’d you guys do while we were gone?”

”nothing, just thinking,” [name] answered with a shrug.

“don’t think too much, [name], i don’t know if you’d be able to handle that!” luffy said, seriously looking concerned, which only made [name] shake him off in annoyance.

“don’t insinuate that i’m more stupid than you!”

“now that we’ve settled business here though, don’t you think it’s time to set off?” zoro asked, making everyone else nod in agreement.

in no time, the group was packed up and venturing back into the heartless desert. and ace was no longer missing, coming up to the group riding some weird creature and dragging a sled behind him.

[name] immediately jumped off of zoro’s back, making the swordsman curse him for making him carry him in the first place, and ran up to his personal heater. he hugged him and almost knocked the both of them down onto the sand, if it weren’t for ace steadying them.

“where the hell have you been?” [name] breathed out, selfishly taking ace’s hat off of his head and putting it on himself.

“no, the question is where did you guys go - i was on the right track,” ace scolded, flicking [name]’s forehead and then looking past him and at the rest of the crew.

“what is this thing?” luffy asked as he looked at the odd reptile ace was riding on, attaching himself to [name]’s back as he joined the two.

[name] only grinned in happiness, coming to the late realization that he was back with the two most beloved men in his life. and they were all standing together. he made sure the hold he had on ace was tight and didn’t bother shaking luffy off of his back.

“doesn’t matter,” ace brushed the question off, turning around and motioning over to the sled, “i brought plenty of food and water,”

“oh! much appreciated! this should be more than enough for a good while,” sanji said, relieved to see that they now had a steady supply of food and water.

the crew went on to comment how ace was so responsibile compared to both luffy and [name]. vivi chimed in thought, a voice of concern, “don’t tell me…ace-san, you stole from that village?”

[name] looked up at ace, wondering the same thing. ace recognized the steely look in [name]’s face, as if the man was ready to scold him if he answered wrong, and began to sweat from stress.

“nothing of the sort! the rebel army — or more like the fake rebel army — gave it to me,” ace said, clearing up the story for both vivi and [name]. the h/c haired man nodded his head in pleasure at the answer and ace felt himself breathe a sigh of relief.

“fake? what do you mean fake?”

”they call themselves the rebel soldiers, but really, they’re just a band of hoodlums,” ace explained.

at his explanation, [name] couldn’t help but feel somewhat relieved for the villagers. according to ace, most bandits weren’t going to risk it with even testing the rebel army based on name alone, so the village was left alone for the most part. and even though the hoodlums were most definitely manipulating the population of citizens, they did keep them safe, to an extent.

vivi seemed to agree with [name]’s opinion, but before they ventured off, she wanted to actually test the group of fake rebel soldiers. [name] grinned, feeling excited to do something else besides walking around the desert the whole time.

[name] began laughing, holding his stomach at the idea of bullying these poor frauds. ace scolded him lightly, “don’t be so sadistic about this, [name]. you look like you’re going to enjoy this a bit too much,”

“because i am, ace, imagine their faces,” [name] said, his shoulders moving up and down as he let out another hearty laugh.

“unbeleviable,” ace said, roughly ruffling [name]’s hair with a fond smile.

vivi began to explain, wanting all of them besides ace to act as merciless pirates. [name] nodded happily at the role given to him, humming his signature song to keep himself excited.

“hey, i remember that song,” ace breathed out, squeezing [name] tight to his chest, “i haven’t heard it since foosha village, though,”

“it’s one of a kind, of course you haven’t heard it before,” [name] said cockily making ace laugh at his comment.

“i really missed that song,” ace said quietly under his breath.

“hey, hey, lover boy, we’re about to get the show on the road,” zoro called out nonchalantly, making [name] whip his head around and slap him in the face.

“don’t ever repeat those words ever again, you ugly sea moss! i’d rather kill myself!!!”

“oh, in that case: lover b-”

[name] kicked zoro in the stomach, effectively making him shut up before he could finish his sentence. and as zoro was kneeling on the ground clutching his abdomen, [name] grabbed him by the collar and began dragging him through the sand.

“idiot marimo,” [name] breathed out, throwing zoro ahead so he could stand up by himself. “take your place, stupid swordsman!!!”

“i’ll kill you after this,” zoro rasped out, seemingly still out of breath due to [name]’s kick.

the sight that played out in front of them was a little bit pathetic, but [name] appreciated the guts that these fakes had. soon after their leader had punched luffy, vivi and nami gave a signal from the rocks to get them to retreat. [name] laughed, grabbing zoro by the collar again and making him run at his pace so they could get out of there.

“bastards! everyone run, that’s the real rebel soldiers for you!!” sanji shouted.

“they’re the scariest men i’ve ever encountered!” usopp followed driving the point home.

“i’m so scared!!” [name] laughed, not really helping as his tone of voice sounded far too happy to be actually “scared.”

“i’m terrible at plays like this,” zoro said under his breath, pink cheeks showing just how embarrassed he was.

“wah, zoro, that’s the hardest i’ve ever seen you blush, how endearing,” [name] teased, pinching the man’s cheeks as he spoke.

for the rest of the journey, [name] stayed right in between zoro and ace. he wanted to stay near ace, for obvious reasons, and kept zoro close because the swordsman had a more mellowed out personality.

and for how hot, tired, and dehydrated [name] was, he didn’t need to be caught up in all of luffy’s shenanigans. usopp, sanji, and chopper could fill that area for him, just for now.

“so, ace, was [name] always a big dumbass?” zoro asked out of nowhere, making the referred to man almost jump at him to beat him up. ace’s arm around his waist held him from doing so, though.

“yep, even worse when he was a kid,” ace said, humming in thought, “i guess now he became more aware of it,”

“liar! i’m not a dumbass, you’re just trying to make me look bad right now!” [name] shouted in an accusatory tone.

“hm, let me think,” ace ignored [name]’s complaints, only making said complaints grow louder at the prospect of being ignored, “well, there was one time he thought he was drinking orange juice and it turned out to be booze. then there was another time he accidentally almost cut his entire arm off with his sword, something about how was pretending to be a samurai in front of the mirror and got carried away. oh! he also-”

“that’s enough!!!” [name] interuppted, clamping ace’s mouth shut with his hands. then he turned to zoro with a pleading look in his eyes, “just forget you heard him say any of that — they’re all lies anyway,”

“pretending to be a samurai in the mirror, huh?” zoro teasingly echoed, the words making [name] want the ground to swallow him whole, “i’m never forgetting that, dumbass!! haha!”

“ace, you’re my sworn enemy, aren’t you?” [name] asked as he tried moving farther from the man.

ace quickly realized this and captured [name] by an arm resting around his shoulder. he leaned down and whispered into [name]’s ear, “c’mon, you know you love me!”

[name]’s eyes widened at ace’s tone and how close he was, but he quickly got it together by slamming his open palm onto ace’s face, “fuck off, creep! don’t talk to me like that ever again!”

nami and vivi had a good view of everything happening around them from atop lashes. the navigator laughed at ace and [name], “they kind of do quarrell like lovers,”

“it’s impressive how forward ace seems to be with [name],” vivi commented making nami hum in agreement.

“do you think luffy has the capabilities of being like that too? wonder if its a trait that ace developed on his own or if it could be shared between them cause of how they grew up…” vivi’s voice trailed off in thought.

they paused and looked at luffy, who was moaning and whining about the lack of water, and they both uniamously decided, “there’s no way he could ever conjure up thoughts like those,” nami sweat dropped, vivi nodding in agreement.

after ace’s insistence on keeping [name] close, he finally got the h/c haired man to settle down and the two walked together again. they decided to make a stop for some food and water, settling on top of some rocks.

[name] and ace sat atop of one that overlooked the entire camp.

“ace, when are you gonna be leaving?” [name] asked, digging into his food.

their robes were discarded, seeing as they were in the shade, and since they were no longer in the blazing heat, [name]’s mood had improved tremendously. he was speaking in softer tones and had a pleased look on his face.

“i’m not sure, but with how badly it sounds like you want me gone, i might leave soon,” [name] frowned at ace’s teasing, making the freckled man laugh, “but i really don’t know when. i missed you a lot too, so i’m trying not to think too much about leaving,”

[name] nodded in understanding, leaning his head on ace’s shoulder as he put his plate down, “you’re an idiot,”

“oh? what’d i do this time?”

“for not joining us and instead dragging yourself into whitebeard’s crew, damn geezer,” [name] said bitterly, playing with the laces of ace’s boots. said man looked at [name] lovingly, eyes softening noticeably.

“i know, i know,” ace said gently, rubbing up and down [name]’s tattooed back, “i guess i did break my promise,”

“yeah, don’t think i forgot,” [name] said with a real frown, “i’ll never forgive you for that. when you promised that, ace, i really thought you were gonna keep your end of the deal,”

ace sighed, sensing that [name] was seriously upset with him. so he turned his torso towards [name] and grabbed both sides of his face, “i still care about you, y’know?” [name] rolled his eyes, trying to break free from ace’s hold, but the man didn’t budge, “i’m really sorry, but i’ll make it up to you some way,”

“yeah, how’d you plan on doing that?”

“marrying you, of course,” ace smiled. but it wasn’t a cheeky grin that [name] usually saw after ace said ridiculous things like that. it was a genuine smile, one that was usually only reserved for [name] — not that the man knew that, of course. there was a side of ace that he didn’t reveal to anyone but [name], after all.

this type of vulnerablity would send his closest friends on whitebeard’s ship into a coma from pure shock.

“you’re gonna seriously marry me?” [name] asked, not looking impressed.

“yeah, undying love, i already got the vows half written in my head,” ace said, flicking the brim of his hat on [name]’s head with a smile, “i’m just waiting for the right time,”

“and when’s the right time then?”

“the next time we see each other, i’ll definitely propose to you,”

[name] laughed, leaning into ace’s side even more. the whitebeard pirate had a smirk on his face as he threw his arm around [name]’s shoulder, “you’re funny, ace,”

“just promise me you’ll say yes when i do,”

“pft, in your dreams. i’d never seriously marry a dumbass like you,” [name] said, further pressing himself into ace’s warmth. “and!! as if i’d make a promise to you when you can’t even make a promise that you’d keep!! so you can just fuck off,”

“ah, [name], you wound my heart,” ace said, clenching his chest as a ways of showing how “in pain” he was.

suddenly, he knocked the side of his head onto [name]’s before standing up. “come with me,” he said quickly, taking [name]’s wrist in his warm hand and dragging him off.

“but, ace, i’m still cooling off!” [name] whined, trying to stop himself from being tugged, but with one sharp pull from ace, he had no other choice. ace dragged [name] far away from the camp, seemingly following an invisible path that [name] couldn’t see.

ace hopped onto a rock and [name] followed, blinking in surprise when he saw two little children in front of him.

“the badlands, huh?” ace echoed, looking down at the two siblings. “from that rustic nowheresville?”

“ace, who are these kids? you know them?” [name] asked in confusion, wondering why they seperated from the group for this.

”who are you? you can’t have this food back?”

the food, [name] thought in confusion. he peered intently at the two, seeing that they were shielding a piece of meat away from him and ace. putting two and two together, he concluded that these kids probably just stole from their base.

well, whatever, they could’ve had as much food as they wanted if they had just asked, [name] thought to himself.

then out of nowhere, one of them pulled a gun from behind their back. [name] whistled at the sight, leaning against ace’s side as they stared directly at the barrel of the gun. the boy holding it suddenly moved their aim at [name], making the h/c haired man quirk his eyebrow in anticipation.

with a bang, the gun had went off and a bullet came shooting out. [name] didn’t bother moving though, because in an instant ace had thrown a small pebble into the line of fire and stopped the bullet from going anywhere near his person.

“hey, kids, don’t play with dangerous things like that so casually,” [name] warned, wagging his finger back and forth as he scolded them.

“good little boys should be brushing their teeth before sleepy-bye,” ace commented, looking down at the two with a grin.

“i have a favor to ask!! there’s someone i want you to catch,” one of them shouted desperately, “i’ll pay you one million beri if you get rid of them!…i can’t pay it right now, but i will pay it when i grow up!”

[name] kneeled down in front of the kids, “who is it? someone messing with you?” he asked, tone calm as he spoke. nami and usopp were now standing behind him and ace, but he didn’t pay them any mind.

“please! find this man!” a dirtied photo was shoved into [name]’s face and he leaned back to get a good look at the picture. “my brother and i’ve followed him out here to the badlands. his name is scorpion, he’s a bounty hunter.”

the rest of the straw hats, minus luffy, were now surrounding these two children.

“why do you guys have business with a bounty hunter?” nami asked in concern, seeing how young and small the children were.

as they were about to answer, ace spoke up, “i have business with him too. a man in yuba was said to defeat blackbeard, his name was scorpion. my reason for going to yuba is to talk to him,”

“ace, do you really think this guy defeated blackbeard?” usopp asked, looking at the photo with an unimpressed look on his face.

“well, the only way to find out is to meet him. you wanna come, [name]?”

[name] glanced at the two children for a moment before solidifying that he’d go along, “yeah, if the kids are asking for it, then i have to do it,” he said with a stern voice.

another moment that the crew realized [name] was more terrifying than he often let on. that stoic look on his face, the way his voice seemed to drop octaves when he became more serious. he just became scarier in times like that.

“a-ace…? [name]? like fire fist ace?!” the boys shouted, then pointing at [name], “you’re the cursed orphan - we’ve heard of you!”

[name] grinned in glee, “you wanna be like me when you grow up, don’t ya?” he said with a proud tone to his voice.

“i don’t think anyone wants to be as psychotic as you!” usopp shouted, having whiplash from the personality switch he had just witnessed.

[name] furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, “but hey, why do you want us to take care of that old guy? what’s he done?” he asked.

just as the boys were about to answer, ace suddenly stood up and looked out in the horizon.

“two people, and…” ace said out of nowhere, eyes squinted as he looked into the distance.

“a bird,” [name] finished the sentence, making the crew turn to them in confusion.

a second later, chopper’s nose twitched as he also picked up on the scents that were coming towards them.

“fire fist ace!!! i’m here to take your head and collect your bounty!” the old man on the bird proclaimed and upon closer inspection, everyone soon realized it was the scorpion that the kids were searching for.

“that’s a little pathetic,” [name] said under his breath, showing an unimpressed look on his face, “i’m not really for beating up pathetic looking guys,”

“oh, everyone? you’re here?” luffy’s voice shouted, looking at his crew that were standing around ace and [name].

“luffy?! what are you doing here?” everyone but zoro and ace shouted in unison.

“hey, ace, this fight is serious, don’t pull your punches!!” luffy laughed, teeth on display.

“i wasn’t planning to!” ace shot back, before composing himself, “but there’s something i wanna ask him, too!!”

“here i come, fire fist ace!!”

[name] moved aside, not wanting to be involved any longer see as he put two and two together. so instead, he took a seat on the stone and watched the fight commence.

ace packed up the fight pretty quickly, a single punch to the man’s stomach being able to knock him out of the fight completely. it was a pathetic sight and [name] was glad it was put to an end sooner rather than later.

“stop, dad!!” the voice of the boys that were hiding behind the rock shouted.

“dad?!” they all shouted in unison, minus [name] who let a smile creep onto his face.

“cute,” he said under his breath, watching as the boys worriedly ran to the arms of their father. it was a heartwarming sight, one that he wasn’t used to seeing in the cruel world that was full of heartless pirates and marines.

so he took in the sight and hugged his knees to his chest. a gentle smile was on his face and he rested his cheek against his palm. a crew member caught the serene look on [name]’s face and their own expression softened in surprised at the sight.

when he looked relaxed like that, he was actually quite handsome, they thought to themselves.

then the bazooka that the dad was carrying was dropped onto the ground. he traded the bazooka to properly hug his crying children and bringing them into his arms.

the gun had rolled off of the sandy dune and accidentally fired off into the stone pillar behind them.

the crew watched with shocked eyes as everything above their heads began to crumble. [name] acted quick, as did ace.

ace made the stones fire backwards with an attack that knocked over other stone pillars as well and [name] quickly transported himself, using soru, to go right next to the family. he made sure to have a hold on all of them before using the technique once more to move away from the falling debris.

“[name]!” the two children shouted in shock, holding onto his pant leg with clenched fists.

“are you all right?” he gently asked, patting down their ruined hair, “you’re troublesome kids, huh? you’re worrying your dad and even worrying me,” [name] joked. the kids tearfully looked at their father who was, thanks to [name], unharmed.

“hey, old man, did you die?” luffy asked, kneeling down to get a good look at scorpion’s face.

“don’t be ridiculous!” the man gruffly said, sitting upright and collecting his kids into his arms. “scorpion-sama is indestructible!”

[name] clicked his tongue at the father’s attempt in easing his kids’ minds, shaking his head in amusement.

the family soon collected themselves, said their thanks to the crew and ace, and were ready to be on their way. [name] walked ahead of the crew and caught the father on his wrist.

everyone watched in curiousity as [name] leaned into the man’s ear and whispered something to him. in a couple of seconds after saying that, the man nodded his head, newfound tears in his eyes, and gave [name] a rough pat on the shoulder.

then they all bid each other goodbye with wide waves and smiles.

unfortunately, seeing as blackbeard was no longer in alabasta, ace had no reason to be there anymore.

i jinxed it, [name] thought to himself, sighing in forlorn.

“where are you gonna go now?” sanji asked.

“scorpion said that blackbeard was seen somewhere west of here, so i’ll head in that direction,” ace replied easily, digging into his pocket and pulling out a white scrap of paper. he threw it to luffy, who caught it with a confused look on his face, “always hang on to that,”

“what? it’s just a white scrap of paper,” luffy said, blinking owlishly.

”that scrap of paper will bring you and me together again sometime,” ace informed the group, making luffy open the paper up to its full size, “it’s natural for a big brother to worry about his bungling kid brother.”

ace’s smile was so wide that his eyes turned into crescent moons and [name] felt nothing but bliss when he saw the sight.

“he might be a bit much for you to handle, but take good care of ‘im,” a polite bow followed, “and luffy, the next time we meet, we’ll be top pirates. come to the top! and who knows, if you try really hard, then you might have a higher bounty than [name] when that time comes!”

“impossible,” [name] grinned, making luffy shake his head with steam coming out of his ears.

“i definitely will!”

“and speaking of,” ace said, grabbing [name] by his forearm and whisking him away, “gotta give a private farwell to [name]!!”

the crew watched as ace dragged [name] ahead, luffy calling out, “oi! don’t bother trying to steal him from me, jackass!!” as a safety precaution.

ace turned the corner to have [name] leaning against one of the rock pillars surrounding them. he dug into his pocket and pulled out another white scrap of paper, “this is yours,”

“huh? but you already gave one to luffy, i can just-”

“i want you to have your own,” ace cut him off. and as he put the piece of paper into [name]’s hand, he lifted his hand up and took his hat off of [name]’s head and returned it to its rightful place.

“ace-”

“i don’t want this to be a mushy goodbye, i just wanted to have you to myself before i left,” ace confessed, holding [name] tight by the shoulders, “we’ll meet again, [name], and when we do, i’ll keep my end of the deal, promise,”

[name] laughed at ace’s childish promise that he made earlier, but didn’t poke fun at it. whether or not he actually said yes or not could be something he worried about later.

for now, it was just him and ace and the desert around them.

“i’ll make sure to find you, someway,” ace said, bringing [name]’s hand into his own, “i’ll miss you,”

[name]’s lip quivered, wondering why it was so hard to say bye to ace this time, when it was such a breeze before. ace chuckled at [name]’s expression, taking him in by the back of his neck and forcing him into a tight hug.

without hesitation, arms were wrapped around ace’s waist.

“together,” [name] said against the skin of ace’s chest.

“in chaos,” ace finished, pulling away and proudly showing off the tattooed ink on his ribs. the words they said to each other was etched into his skin permanently in a neat print. right over where his heart was.

“fucking idiot.” [name] cursed, collecting himself to some extent.

he folded up the white paper, pushing it to be safe under the cloth tied around his wrist and he slapped ace on the shoulder.

“you kill blackbeard and go straight to whitebeard,” [name] commanded, making ace nod his head with a grin on his face.

“obviously,”

“then, i’ll see you next time, ace!”

although the goodbye was painful, [name] knew that there was nothing to worry about. last time, he thought it’d be years until he saw ace again. then coincidentally, the two ran into each other again in alabasta, in a restaurant setting again.

it was fate, ace and [name] both thought in their heads, but never vocalizing.

when the two would see each other again, it’d be in a restaurant, on pure chance, and in complete stupor of the other one being there.

maybe it’d be in a quiet village where they weren’t wanted pirates. maybe it’d be in a small town where no one else knew their name, but each other.

and with that reminder ringing in [name]’s head, he felt no worry or stress as he waved ace goodbye.

[ .ᐟ ] very long chapter, but I COULDN’T HELP BUT INDULGE MORE IN ACE CONTENT I’M SORRY

[ .ᐟ ] also yes i am claiming my love mine all mine as ace and mcs song !!!!!!!! i am staking the claim here right now!!!!!!! its theirs sorry (these playlists/song matchups are so fun to do and aces and mcs is ltr perfect i wish you guys knew how perfect it was but i guess we're just gonna have to WAIT)

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In which Floyd and (Y/n) get a little bit too distracted during a lesson. Doodling was fine, but messing up a potion?

Well, Floyd seems suspiciously happy to get detention with (Y/n).

Requested by @xantique-dust-bunnyx.

And again, there was this jab to your side that prevented you from properly paying attention to Crewel's alchemy lesson. Whatever the professor was writing onto the board wasn't too important, anyway — just the instructions for brewing a mundane potion. Nonetheless, you copied everything from the board, like the model student you were.

It was only when the poking from your seat neighbour got too bad that you placed your pen down to confront him. To your right sat none other than Floyd Leech, the troublemaker himself. If you had known that he would cause such a ruckus every single lesson, you would have been more adamant about not having him as your lab partner. However, no one ever wanted to pair up with him. Thus, him moving seats was out of the question.

Floyd let out a little huff while he mindlessly continued to jab you in the side. "Pearlie, I'm bored..."

Your left eye twitched at the nickname. "Floyd, I told you to call me (Y/n)," you grumbled in frustration. "How did you even come up with that nickname for me?"

"Well, your smile is as expensive as a pearl," he said without any trace of hesitancy on his face. Instead, his lips were twisted into a smug grin that showed off his sharp teeth.

Your face grew warm, and you hated yourself for not being able to hide the way your lips twitched. Your flustered reaction was all he had wanted, and he thus hummed in satisfaction. Just as you thought he would leave you alone again, he let out a yawn and put his head on your shoulder. You tensed in discomfort, all the while trying to push him away. "Tsk, so what do you need? You've been poking my side ever since the lesson began," you grumbled under your breath. Even while you tried to glare at him the hardest you could, he continued smiling at you innocently.

"Just bored, as always."

"I should have seen that coming." Having reached a point of absolute exasperation, you finally suggested, "Well, do you wanna play tic-tac-toe?"

Floyd perked up at once. "What's that? Another one of your funny human games?"

You hummed while sneakily opening a new page in your notebook. He watched you with fascinated eyes as you grabbed your magical pen and began scribbling something. "I play it all the time when I'm bored in class. It's a good way to pass the time," you explained, a soft smile on your lips. "Here, I've drawn this grid. Then, whenever it's my turn, I place an x. When it's your turn, you place an o. The goal is to have a row of three first."

"Oh, yes! Let's do it." He looked like a child in a candy store, judging from the way his eyes beamed.

A series of chuckles escaped your lips at the sight. You had to admit: whenever he wasn't a little devil, he was quite adorable. It was with child-like vigour that he urged you to begin the game — and so, you did. "Alright, I go first," you muttered and drew a circle in the middle. "Now you place your x."

The merman did as you had asked him to do. You followed with another circle of your own— And so, the game continued, until you had to realised that he had managed to get three in a row first.

"Hehe, I won! This was easy," Floyd cheered. "Again!"

It took you a few seconds to recover from your stupor. You had to admit that you were quite impressed with his ability to pick up on the game so quickly... and to beat you, as well. A little smile made its way to your lips as you teased, "You really seem to like the game, huh?"

He nodded happily. Before you could even congratulate him on his victory, he had already finished drawing a messy grid beneath the previous one. At the speed of light, he had already placed his x in the middle of the grid. You followed with drawing your own circle.

The game ended even quicker than the first round.

Floyd hummed in utter delight. "I won again! For the second time already!"

"Dammit!" you yelled out, only to clasp your hands over your mouth immediately afterwards. However, it had been too late already— the professor had already turned his head to you, and he was now making his way towards you.

You sat there as still as an unmoving rock. As if paralysed, you anxiously watched Crewel pick up your notebook and give the grids of tic-tac-toe a disapproving glare. A disgruntled sigh escaped his lips. "Leech, (L/n)... What is this?" he barked angrily after having slammed the notebook back onto the table.

"Uh—" you stuttered out while your seat neighbour continued to chuckle to himself.

The lack of an answer seemed to anger the professor even more. "Not paying attention to my lesson, are you? I loathe misbehaved puppies..." he grumbled under his breath and narrowed his eyes at your shaking form. "If you catch my attention again today, I'll guarantee that you'll spend your afternoon in detention. Am I clear?"

"Sure, Beakfish," Floyd replied casually, which earned him a glare from the teacher.

Before your situation could become any worse, you stepped between them and cried out, "H-He meant to say 'Yessir!'"

That seemed to have calmed Crewel down. "Good. Now get to brewing the potion," he said before whirling around and disappearing to his desk again.

Once you were left to your own devices again, you managed to let out the breath you had been holding in. The angry thoughts you were holding back vanished at once when you turned to the Octavinelle student to confront him. The insults in your mouth evaporated into thin air when you spotted him dangling some random ingredient over the kettle.

"Hey, Pearlie..." he cooed and tilted his head to the side. "What do you think will happen if I throw this shell into the kettle?"

A sheepish frown appearing on your face, you rushed to his side and carefully pried the shell out of his hands. The panic and adrenaline in your veins subsided once you had placed the unneeded ingredient out of his reach. "We shouldn't put it into the kettle... It's not on the ingredient list," you muttered gently, as if you were talking to a young child. Instead, you reached for a vial filled with white powder and popped the lid off. "How about we add some of this vine sugar? How much do we need?"

Floyd narrowed his eyes at the board in the front, where the recipe had been written down. "Uh... the recipe says three teaspoons," he said absent-mindedly.

"Thanks, Floyd." You hummed in satisfaction and relief at his cooperation. Without wasting any time, you grabbed a teaspoon and began shovelling the sugar into the swirling kettle.

Just as you had dumped the third and final teaspoon into the potion mixture, a sheepish gasp escaped Floyd's lips. "Oops— it's actually one third of a teaspoon!" he cried out, his anguish clearly ingenuine.

Out of shock, you dropped the teaspoon at once.

"You two, Leech and (L/n)! Being mischievous again, aren't you?" Crewel bellowed when he rushed over to your table to stop the disgustingly green liquid inside the kettle from overflowing even more. The colour was way off from the purple it was supposed to be. Even worse, half of the liquid now sploshed around on the floor. The professor looked like he was about to explode, and you shrank back in fear. "Now you get to stay late after class... Oh, and don't you think I forgot about the detention I threatened you with earlier."

"Sir, please—" you cried out, at the end of your wits. "It was an accident!"

"It wasn't, actually. I did it on purpose," Floyd interjected while laughing his soul out at the messy sight.

"Detention. No 'buts'. Have I made myself clear?"

Floyd happily threw his arms into the air. "Yay!"

"Yes..." you muttered dejectedly, too ashamed to properly face the professor.

Crewel hummed before sauntering away again.

A low growl escaped your lips, and your hands were clenched into tight fists when you dared to face your lab partner again. "Why did you do this, Floyd? Now we have to clean up this mess and go to detention later!" you hissed at him in frustration. "I already had some plans to study later—"

He, however, wrapped his arms around you and began jumping up and down, as if he wanted to celebrate something. "Oh, you gotta stop being so uptight! Detention can be fun, if it's with the right people," he explained cheerily. "Now we get to spend more time together, Pearlie! I love hanging out with you, but you never have time for me. Finally, I get to spend some time with you! I'm so looking forward to detention, now."

Too tired to protest against his ministrations, you let out a soft sigh and closed your eyes. Yet, as he continued to shake you up and down, realisation slowly dawned upon you. A knowing smile appeared on your lips. "Is that why you got us detention? Because you wanted to spend more time with me?"

A mischievous chuckle escaped the merman's lips. "Perhaps~"

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