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princeoftheeternalbog · 1 year ago

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Really sleepy and so like sleeping with you headcannons lets go

I'm not sure half of these are even on the same vibe so uhm like do with that what you will, this is so long and it's atrocious but oh well. Also sorry if its ooc😻

I think maybe one line of suggestive in Franky's and Namis.

I feel like i forgot someone tbh..

Luffy

Sleeps anywhere and everywhere but sleeps better and longer next to you. Thus he is obsessed with sleeping with you and whenever he wants to sleep now you have no choice you must take sleep too. He snores and drools but that's kind of a win because then he doesn't care if you do yk? Loves taking naps with you and it's a way he likes to connect with you. Always kisses you before you sleep and after you wake up. He's so comfortable to lie next to because he's so squishy and he holds you in like every way possible because he doesn't have to worry about circulation being cut off or anything.

Zoro

Again he will sleep literally anywhere. He sleeps like a log but somehow you are the only person able to wake him up, Robin theorises it's his observation haki keeping an eye on you but whatever it is you are Zoros designated alarm clock. However, there is about a 30% chance that when you wake him up, he will just snatch you to cuddle and go back to sleep. You cannot escape his hold and if you keep trying to wake him up he'll just bite you(gently) idk he's feral. Depends on his schedule if he's comfortable or not, usually when he's bulking up he's squishier and it's nice to cushion your head on.

Sanji

Never naps and it's so alarming. How does he survive on like 6 hours everyday we will never know. Anyways he's very clingy when he's sleepy but in like a 'I don't want to bother you so I'll just sit over here looking really forlorn', just take the man to bed. Is somehow so comfy to sleep with it's actually annoying because after a certain point you just can't sleep alone anymore. Always tucks you in if you don't get up at the same time as him and he'll leave little snacks and drinks on your bedside table for when you do wake up. Sanji has a more lean muscly build so it's more comfortable to have him lie on top of you and he is not complaining in the slightest.

Nami

Loves cuddling in the winter, hates it in the summer. She's really sensitive to the temperature yk it's that innate sense of the weather, so when it's hot she is hot. But she really likes being able to touch you, so after a certain point she just forces franky to install(invent) air conditioning and it makes the summer so much more bearable. After this there's no escape, you will be cuddling every night (unless boundaries yk). She always tries to convince you stay in bed in the morning...and it always works. She's very persuasive okay. Lets you use her as a pillow, like her chest or thighs or tummy, she just wants to be next to you.

Usopp

Really shy about sleeping with you the first time. Only the first time. After that well lets just say you created a monster. He's really good at telling when you need a nap, especially when you won't admit it. He just subtly ushers you to a comfy spot and then oh what a surprise your eyes are getting really heavy and hm Usopp wouldn't mind if you leant on him for a bit and then snoreville. He thinks you're so pretty when you're sleeping because you look so peaceful and relaxed, so even if he's not tired he will always agree to a nap. He will carry you to bed. And he's so casual about it too, I guess because you're not like watching him directly so he's just like really chill.

Robin

Actually has a nap schedule with her sleep schedule, she usually takes a very short one after lunch because her power can be quite draining and so once you find this out it's just a big cuddle session which she loves. She tends to keep you to a sleep schedule too but she won't force you if you are really insistent on staying up, but she will say I told you so when you're grumpy and feel sick the next day. So lovely to sleep with, she barely moves, never hogs the blanket, doesn't snore and somehow always stays very cool even in the summer. She also always makes sure you get into bed safely if you're drunk or ill, even if she is too, she really cares about you.

Franky

I won't lie...he builds himself an entire like cushion add-on thing so you can comfortably sleep next to him. He looks like a giant marshmallow man it's so funny. But also it's so cute because he takes your comfort so seriously and he runs multiple tests to make sure it's the absolute comfiest he can be for you. Loves naps but absolutely adores actual bedtime because of the whole like rituals and because he knows he doesn't have to get up in like an hour. Sometimes he will seriously overwork into the night, but on those occasions it's fairly easy to coax him to bed(😚). Also he wears one of those stupid scrooge hats tbh. And yes he says super in his sleep.

Brook

Really insecure about sleeping together because he thinks he'll be uncomfortable to lie next to or cuddle :(. On the other hand, you're also really worried because you don't want to accidentally hurt him while he's asleep, so for the first few months you sleep in beds that are close enough to hold hands instead. Eventually when you both become comfortable with the idea, you end up sleeping together almost every night and you occasionally nap together too. He wears really soft padded pajamas to make sure you're comfy. It's surprisingly more comfy to sleep next to him than you thought it would be.

I won't lie sometimes you do shit yourself waking up and seeing a skeleton.

Jinbei

So responsible, absolutely will stop you from napping if it's too close to bedtime. He knows sleep is important but he also knows a routine is important...and he can't bear watching you sleep alone so if you mess up your schedule then you're messing up his. This also works for if you try to stay up late too, he'll straight up snatch you off the ground and just carry you to bed no matter how much you complain. Really good cuddler, like really good. He always knows how much pressure to use while holding you and when you want more or less contact, knows when you need extra blankets, when you want to sleep in a hammock instead of a bed. He's got a sixth sense for your sleeping habits (read: he's desperately in love with you).

Law

Really grumpy about it. And really shy. Also he's a hypocrite, he'll stay up working till early hours of the morning but if you dare even try he's stood there staring at you like the mf eyes of notre dame. He always wants to cuddle but absolutely despises asking so again he just stares, you can always tell though because his ears go really red. Once you're in the bed though he's suddenly mr suave i will arrange everything, he will literally pick you up to manoeuvre you both into a better sleeping position and doesn't even bat an eye. He will nap but you have to trick him into it, he secretly loves it and lets you do it even when he knows what's happening.

Kidd

Needs like 15 million blankets to sleep. Uses one of said 15 million blankets to wrap you up like a burrito if you refuse to come sleep/nap with him. But actually it kinda does hurt his feelings so you can make up for it by playing with his hair until he falls asleep. Loves napping, he's like an overgrown cat and he'll sleep literally anywhere. But if it's anywhere other than his or yours (or killers) room he somehow? manages? to scowl? in his sleep? Yeah I don't know but it just stops his crew from messing with him because he looks so angry. Like Zoro he will literally just snatch you if you're in his vicinity, like you walk past for two seconds and then suddenly your vision flips and you're just stuck in this iron grip. He won't let you go and the crew just walk past you too.

Killer

You literally don't sleep together until you've been dating for like a fucking year. He really values his privacy and you really respect it which culminates in neither of you asking for such a long time that you both forget its a common couple thing. Until someone asks why you don't sleep together and then you guys are like huh idk and then that's the day you finally do. He's a good cuddler but he's a blanket hogger and you have to braid his hair before bed or it will end up in your mouth. On the plus side, he will make and leave breakfast or coffee (or anything you want) on your bedside table if he wakes up first. Also he always picks the best bedsheets and eventually buys two quilts so you can at least have some blanket when he snatches it all.

Ace

Naturally runs like a furnance and is hell to sleep next to in the summer. But he gets really grumpy if you dont sleep next to him so the crew make you suck it up I'm sorry. Literally you're like clawing at the walls as they throw you in and lock the door. Anyways he's a really good cuddler and so comfy to sleep with, and he always takes naps with his head in your lap. He loves to have you sleep on him too because he loves to look at your face and stroke you hair, idk he likes being slow with you even though he's really energetic. Being naturally sleepy and like a little radiator also tends to make the people around him sleepy so you two are banned from working next to each other because you both just end up napping.

Marco

He doesn't sleep a lot because well he doesn't really need to. But he adores sleeping with you. It's one of his like favourite 'bonding' activities, especially if you haven't been able to be alone for a while, he just loves being that close and the intimacy of sleeping in each others beds. On another note he's obsessed with making your bed really comfy because as a doctor he knows sleep hygiene is important and as a bird...well yk...nest. He's not shy about it but don't tease him because it will hurt his feelings and he won't tell you to save your feelings, beautiful sweet man that he is. LOVES a good nap/cuddle especially in the winter, if you both have spare time he just bundles you both in a big fluffy blanket and just exists with you for a bit.

Izou

He is surprisingly a really undignified sleeper, which is why you don't sleep in the same room for months when you first get together😭. When you finally do, you wake up with his arm in your face, his hair is everywhere, there's a pillow across the room, the blanket is somehow under the bed, you're just like wtf how. And Izou is just (⁠ ⁠´⁠◡⁠‿◡⁠`⁠). But he gets better over time because his brain becomes more aware of your presence as you become more important to him and then bedtime settles into comfy chaos. Pillows still end up everywhere but he is now your cushion so you don't really care. He doesn't really nap anywhere that's not his room but if you do then he carries you to bed :).

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alexa-yukiyu · 9 months ago

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Hey! Hey! Hey! 😝 I'm back

Anyways can I request a whitebeard pirates x fem child reader? (Maybe 5 years old?)

Reader is half bunny and she's always shy and a bit of a coward and her ears are always down like this

She's always with whitebeard (on his lap, beside him, or on his shoulders)

The crew gives her nicknames like buns, baby bun, bun bun, Cottontail

Oh and the crew is a little protective over reader because she's the smallest crew member on board 🥺

Maybe like the crew is trying to connect with reader? They thought that Marco would be the first one to connect with her (besides pops ofc) because he's quiet and calm but ironically she connect with ace first

Anyways don't forget to eat, sleep, and drink! Thank you~ ✨

Birds of a bunny ( Whitebeard pirates x F!rabbit!child!reader)

A/N okay okay lets ignore than its been an eternity and get straight into saying that despite me ABSOLUTELY COOKING HERE I kinda butchered the request din’t I ? I kind alet myself go but I just really wanted to get to one of your request at the least cosmo

Reader here is replaced by Dokucha which stands for Reader in japanese

Dividers by @/saradika

Whitebeard hums, swishing around his drink and gulping a considerable amount

“They’re looking for you again,” he states, glancing at a small furry ball on his shoulders

She unfurls herself from her position, moving her drooping ears to uncover her face

“I know:..”

“They’re trying.”

“I know, I know that they are good people, but… they are so rowdy.”

He snickers at that, glancing away from her

“I think you should talk to them.”

She shakes her head at that

“Don’t be a brat. You have to talk to your brothers eventually, and if this is how it will be, then I Will have that be now, Boys.”

She looks at Whitebeard, her eyes widening as she shakes her head vigorously, not liking where this was headed

She squeaks as she jumps off his shoulder. As he reaches for her, hopping her way through the deck, attempting to get away from the crew as they all lunge to try to take hold of the bunny girl

She quickly made her way up to one of the lower crow nests, tucking herself small in the corner of it, ignoring the calls of the males down below

She is not alone for long as Ace, ever the nimble one, makes his way up into the crow’s nest, followed quickly by a half-transformed Marco who perches on the crow’s nest, their entrance being received by sobs from the kit

Ace sighs at the sight, swiftly picking her up

“No! Papaw! Papaw!” She cries, trying to get out of Ace’s hold to run back to the now retreating Captain as he heads for his quarters

“Hey, Hey, it’s okay,” he soothes

“Dokucha, It’s okay, take deep breaths for me.” Marco follows only to wince at his suggestion and was met by higher wails

“No! No! I want Papaw!”

He hums, dipping her

She shrieks as she suddenly finds herself upside down, giggling when he pulls her back up, her ears bouncing as she did

“Heard a laugh.”

She shakes her head, digging it into his shoulder

“No?” He questions, dipping her once again, grinning when her laughter followed on the way back up

“Well, I’m glad you are feeling better, Baby bun,” smiles Marco

Dokucha turned her attention towards the man, staring at him for a moment, her eyes glancing towards her limbs, his arms currently transformed into a pair of wings, his legs turned into two sharp, very sharp talons that gripped into the wood of the nest

“Bright aren-

He stops his words as she begins wailing again, turning her head away from him and trying to dig herself into Ace

“Hey, Hey, what’s wrong? It’s just Marco, I know he looks weird-

He receives an unimpressed glance from the phoenix at that

But he won’t hurt you.”

“No!!” She hollers

“He’s going to eat me,” she bellows

He stills at that, glancing down and back up to his brother; quickly understanding the situation, he stifles a snicker as he gestures toward Marco

“Baby bun, look at me.”

“No! I don’t taste good,” she wails

“Just look for a second.” her sobs continue as she dares to take a glance, her sobs lessening at the sight of a now fully human Marco standing in front of her

“See? Just a normal person, that was just my devil fruit,” he explains, reaching for her only to sigh as she scooched back

“Baby bun, come on, I swear I'm not going to hurt you,” Marco stated once they had returned back to the Deck of the ship; much to the surprise of the rest, she had decided to remain with Ace rather than anyone else despite all the warm and more peaceful greetings everyone offered.

“Marco, you’re terrible,” Haruta muttered

“I didn’t think you were the type to scare little girls,” Vista piped in

An irk mark began to grow on his forehead at the jabs his crewmates threw at him

“Shut up,” he grumbled

“Man, I had the wrong impression of you, Commander Marco,” Saber added in

“I always thought you were a good human, but I guess my first impression of you couldn’t be farther from the truth,” Kutatsu commented

“The next one to make a comment will see what kind of man I am,” he snapped, brows furrowed

“Gee, see that Cottontail? Now he wants to eat us. Don’t worry, I’ll protect you!” laughed Thatcher as he looked at the girl in Ace’s arms while pointing at Marco

She glances at the chef, her lips beginning to tremble once again

“Hah?! What’s wrong, Cotton tail?!”

“You’re going to eat me!”

“What?! What gave you that idea, Cottontail!?” He questions a devastated look on his face as she repeated the words he mocked Marco for no longer than a minute ago

Izou chuckles at the scene unfolding

“You have something to share, Izou?!” Thatch asked, glaring at the sniper, tears prickling in his eyes

“I believe she is referring to your… extravagant hairdo.”

“…”

“Cottontail! I'm not a bird, I swear! It’s hair! It’s hair,” he wailed, trying to hug the girl, only for tears to cascade down his face comically as she backed away from him, digging herself closer into Ace’s Embrace

Marco gives a pat on the man crying on his knees

“It’s alright, Thatch; I will protect her,” he mocks

“Shut up, you damn chicken” he wails

He grits his teeth at that, a sharp smile on his face

“You’re on cleaning duty for a month.”

“What the hell, man?! I'm a commander; you can’t do that,” he wails

Okay im going to do school assigment and im going to write another request hopefully!!

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shankss-magnificent-ass · 11 months ago

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Imagine unjinxing the Whitebeard pirates

Marco: *comes out of his office* finally, I finished all of my paperwork. *Holds out the last file folder*

Thatch: it's about time, you've been in there for days.

Izou: I was wondering if we'd ever see you again.

Marco: it felt like I was gonna be in there forever, I swear if Big Mom attacks us ever again I'll kill her myself, pop's be damned.

Ace: yeah, but it could be worse though. Thankfully it's quiet tonight, so I doubt anything'll happen

Marco, Izou, and Thatch: *give him a look of horror*

Ace: what?

Izou: you just did not say that!

Ace: say what?

Thatch: you basically just jinxed us!

You: *comes out when you hear them yelling* what happened?

Izou: he just said the q word

You: oof

Ace: I'm sorry, I take it back, alright.

Marco: sorry, doesn't unjinx us *points the file folder in his hand towards Whitebeard's lodgings, holding it there only a hair away from your face.* Go tell Pops and the rest of the crew to remain vigilant and careful because things may go tits up soon because of your stupidity

You: *about to be so fucking funny*

Ace: alright, find.

Marco: and don't use the q word when explaining.

You: *takes a bite out of his file and spits the pieces into his hand*

Marco: (⁠ノ⁠｀⁠Д⁠´⁠)⁠ノ⁠彡⁠┻⁠━⁠┻ Fuck! *Storms back into his office and slams the door*

Izou: why are you like this?

You: hmm, it's probably because of the childhood neglect.

Thatch: *wheezing and laughing*

Izou: why'd you do it?

You: to negate the jinx

Izou: and you made Marco bear the brunt of it, you bad person.

You: he could just tape them back together.

Thatch: but we all know he won't do that, so now he has to refill out the report.

You: ╮⁠(⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)⁠╭ sucks to be him then.

Izou: you bitch.

You: says the head bitch

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star-spacer · 2 months ago

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And Tonight, We’ll Be Warm

It is technically still the 25th where I am so have a holiday-related fic! This is just an excuse to write that obligatory Christmas fic that nobody asked for

Whitebeard Pirates x Reader (no particular pairing but very Ace-centric)

The Whitebeard Pirates never needed an excuse to party, but surprisingly, they always celebrated one specific holiday.

The sight of white flecks on the deck heralded the arrival of the Moby Dick to its destination, the cheery winter island in front of you a familiar sight. You couldn’t see it at this distance, but you had no doubt that if you asked Marco, he’d say that it was decked out in its annual holiday decoration already.

Around you, the hustle and bustle of docking preparations were in full swing, excitement filling the chilly air more than usual. Every year, on the same day and if time was willing, Pops liked to return to this specific island, deep in the heart of his territory, known for its celebration this time of year. It was done often enough that the locals left a special place for the Whitebeards and the crew always brought in supplies when they came. What would commence would be a two-day, island-wide celebration where the Whitebeards and even other friendly crews would toss aside their worries to rejoice. Though Pops’s family may have been a wide assortment of characters from all over the Blues, it was a unanimous agreement that all of you would indulge in this holiday because of how much joy it brought the old man. Though as pirates, there was never a reason needed to party.

You’d been with the crew long enough to have attended a few, the first few times never something you’d never forget. Overwhelming in the best of days, there would be lots of work done once you docked to unload the supplies and crates, but then the locals would whisk it all away and the crew would be able to release themselves upon the festivities. There would be stalls upon stalls of vendors selling indulgent foods, gifts, and knickknacks for the holidays. And—of course—the booze. It was a pirate island, after all.

A relieved cheer broke out as the Moby coasted gently to a stop, a few of those who could handle the jump vaulting over the side onto the dock, while those who remained up top tossed down the mooring line for them. You double-checked the ropes on the winches responsible for lowering the cargo and leaned over to ensure that nobody was in the way.

“Lowering the crates!” You yelled down to the people milling down below. The worn wooden crank was familiar in your work-calloused hands as you cranked it, lowering the creaking platforms of foods and ingredients down. A ‘thump’ and the lines slackening signaled the contact with the dock below you, and you left the unpacking to the ground crew.

Beelining for the rope ladder, you scaled down it to join the others, an eager grin pulling at your cheeks. Wagons waited for their loads, but you left that to those like Fossa and Blenheim, the likes of them able to move much more efficiently when they had no smaller crewmates running underfoot. Your eyes darted across the space, seeking one specific person. For once, a majority of the crew had a shirt and jacket on, only the hardiest of them forgoing it, so it was easy for you to find that tattoo stretched across a tanned back.

“Ace!”

The young man spun around, seeking the call of his name. You started toward him, waving to attract his attention. He returned your grin easily as the two of you met up. Close to him, you couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Despite your layers, it was still bitingly cold with the snow fluttering down. But with Ace nearby, his heater tendencies, courtesy of his Fruit, were a warm balm against the low temperatures.

“You were right, this does look fun!” Ace said, hands on his hips as he regarded the festivities beyond the dock. I’m glad I’ll have someone to lead me around.”

“Hm.” You rubbed your hands, fingertips red. “I’ll show you all the good places to hit up. Ignore what Commander Marco says. He’s a geezer who’s got outdated tastes.”

“Does he now, yoi?”

You stiffened, spine prickling with unease as footsteps came close. The warmth of the other flame-related Devil Fruit user on your back betrayed his approach. You shot Ace a nervous smile, grabbing his shoulders and swinging behind him to escape the fingers that skimmed the collar of your jacket. Grabbing the black-haired man’s hand, you readied to bolt but flailed when he didn’t move.

“C’mon! We gotta run!”

Ace glanced back at you, shrugging helplessly, still gripping your hand.

“You should know better,” Marco tsked as he stopped in front of Ace (and you, who ensured you were soundly on the opposite side of Ace from him). He crossed his arms, a lazy smile twitching into something mischievous. “We have to wait for Pops, yoi.”

As if that mention summoned him, the ground trembled with the impact of your captain landing down from his leap off the ship. He did a sweeping glance over his nakama, still milling about the dock as they waited for his arrival, and unleashed his booming laughter. “What are you all waiting for? Go have fun, my children!”

Noise erupted over the dock, and you suddenly found Ace very agreeable as you ran away from Marco. The two of you darted into the crowd, away from the blonde.

“Go! Go! GO!” You yelled as Ace swept you onto his back, laughing as he bolted. You wrapped an arm around his neck to keep balance, while the other one pointed in front of him to where you wanted him to go. Rakuyo jumped out of the way just in time to avoid being plowed over, and Atmos bellowed in laughter when Ace ducked under his arm, revealing you clinging to his back.

Despite you acting as a backpack for him, Ace was barely winded when you finally told him to stop. He regarded the street around you with wide eyes as you slid off him, dusting your clothes. “Where to know?”

You pointed to a little stall that had a small metal stove by its side. “First order of business: Drinks!”

The little old lady there waved as you approached, a smile of familiarity greeting you. “Welcome back, dearie. I see you’ve brought a friend!”

Nodding, you stepped aside to showcase the now-shy ravenette to her. “Hi again Miss Rose. This is Ace! He joined us a little while ago.”

“Showing him around, I see…” Miss Rose said

“Yep,” you said. “I gotta do it since I don’t want to put him through the history lesson that Commander Marco might’ve exposed him to. And I thought it’d be good to start everything off with drinks from your stall!”

Miss Rose tilted her head, an apologetic expression falling onto her face. “I’m sorry, dearie, but my stove just went out, you see. I sent my son off to fetch flint, but it’s going to be a while before I can get anything warm for you.”

“I can help!” Ace said, straightening up as he lifted a hand, small flames flickering to life. He, however, quickly extinguished it, and added on nervously, “I-If you want.”

The woman didn’t flinch at the small display of Ace’s powers, long-familiar with Devil Fruit displays on an island such as this, and toddled over to the stove, pulling open the door, and stepped aside for Ace. “Oh, if you could, that would be delightful.”

Caught off guard by the open friendliness, Ace glanced at you in a silent question. You bumped him forward with your shoulder. “Yeah. Miss Rose has the best cider all around, and you can’t start the festivities without getting a cup.”

Ace exhaled with a smile, sticking his hand into the open maw of the stove. With a flash of orange, the lumber within it lit up. The door was closed, and Miss Rose quickly put a pot over the top. Within moments, the warm smell of spices suffused the air and the pot’s content bubbled merrily away. Miss Rose moved with a speed that belied her age as she quickly set up two steaming cups of liquid. You barely just finished fishing out the appropriate payment before they were shoved into your grasp. Passing one to Ace, you slid the coins over to her quicker than she could react. Grabbing Ace, you led him away despite the woman’s protests refusing your payment and called back, “Thanks, Miss Rose!”

Your action prompted a curious look from him as the two of you hurried from her stand. “What was that about?”

“She’s too kind for her own good, and if I didn’t do that, she would’ve tossed my coin back at my face,” you explained. Taking a long sip, you let out a satisfied sigh at the warmth spreading through your guts and prompted Ace, “Try it.”

He took a tentative sip. Your catlike grin widened as his eyes lit up, and he went in for seconds. “Woah, this is good…”

“Mhm,” you hummed, turning to look at the busy street in front of you. You pulled the cup closer to your face to allow the steam to warm up your cold nose. “It’s good that we got here before the crew. Otherwise, we’d be fighting Kingdew for a spot in line.”

Ace didn’t reply, and you glanced over to see him staring at the colorfully lit lanterns above you that cast festive colors onto the street. You couldn’t help but smile at the sight. It was nice seeing the awe on his face, and you realized this must’ve been why Marco was chuckling at you when it was your first time on the island.

The growl emitting from him broke you out of your reverie, and you chuckled, hefting a bag of Berry in your hands.

“Alright Ace, since it’s your first time here, you can get any food you want, my treat. But—” You held up a finger when he brightened, “Only as much as this pouch can pay, and don’t spoil your appetite for later.”

“What’s for later?” Ace asked as he began walking to the nearest food stall, something to do with skewers.

“Five, please,” you said pleasantly to the vendor. Glancing back at Ace, you said. “There’s always a big feast and bonfire set up. It’s great. You’ll love it.”

The food was given to you, and you exchanged it with the correct amount of bills, passing four of the roasted chestnut and meat sticks to Ace while you kept one to yourself. Silence stretched between you two for a few minutes as the food was savored. As you were crunching through a chunk of chestnut, you heard Ace murmur, “Lu’ would’ve liked this.”

You swallowed your bite. Aside from his explosive (literally) introduction to the crew, there were a few other things about him that he never kept quiet about, one of them being his very cherished brother. “Oh yeah? I mean, this island is known for good chestnuts year-round, so food like this is common anytime. You can bring him here when you meet him again.”

Ace polished off his second skewer, expression wistful as he murmured, “Yeah…”

“Oi, you two!”

Like twin dogs, the two of you turned to the call. Thatch waved at you, Izou by his side. The former looked a little silly, with a sprinkling of snow piling up atop his pompadour, while the latter looked immaculate in his dark-blue kimono, its woven threats gleaming when it caught the lights. Amusement lit up the two Commanders’ faces when they saw the food in Ace’s hold.

“Putting another person’s wallet to work already, I see,” Izou said with a small smirk on his painted lips.

“Well, better than the alternative,” Thatch quipped, hands on his hips. “The locals may like us, but that can change if someone decides to dine and dash.”

“Don’t worry about it,” you pipped up. “I’m treating Ace today since it’s his first time.”

“How thoughtful,” Izou said. “You would have had the same result tossing your wallet in the sea.”

“I know better! I only brought a set amount.”

“Hey!” Ace protested. “I’m not that bad, am I?”

You, Thatch, and Izou exchanged glances. A beat of silence passed.

Thatch was the first to crack, folding in half as mirth shook his body, and you had to make efforts not to spill your drink in your laughter. Even Izou cracked, one fist coming up to cover his mouth as he snorted. Ace leveled a betrayed look at you all.

“By the way,” Thatch began, once he finally reigned his laughter back in control. “Where are the two of ya headed?”

Shrugging, you motioned down the street you two were on. “Just roaming for the most part, but the goal is to the town center to show Ace the stage before going to the bonfire.

“Hm. Mind if we join y’all?”

You shrugged. “I don’t mind. Ace?”

Silence greeted you, and you whirled around to find him face down in the snow, breathing deeply. Somehow, he still held his drink and food aloft. Sighing, you sent the other men a helpless look.

“We can wait until he wakes up to see what he wants,” Izou amended. “Let’s move him to the bench over there.”

Thatch smiled, lifting a hand. “If ya can grab the food and cup, I’ll carry our resident flamethrower out of the street.”

Chugging the rest of your cider, you crouched down and carefully wormed the sticks and cup out of Ace’s hands. There was no food left, so you tossed those, but Ace’s cup was still three-quarters full and steaming, so you decided to keep that for yourself. At your go-ahead, Thatch effortlessly lifted Ace’s snoozing form, while Izou cut ahead to dust off the coating of snow from the seat. Thatch set Ace down first before sitting down, and you immediately claimed the other empty spot of the sleeping Logia-user, sighing in happiness at the warmth that bled off him.

“I’m surprised that you’re not with Commander Marco, sirs,” you admitted, moving to sip from the cider cup.

You squawked as Thatch took it from you, using his long reach to lean over Ace. He took a sip from it and hummed. “Ah, that’s good. From Miss Rose?”

Sulkily side-eyeing him, you nodded.

“And stop with the ‘Commander’ stuff. We’re off-duty, and we’re all friends anyway.”

“Well, as my friend, you should give me back my drink.”

“Is it really yours in the first place, if you took it from Ace?” Izou asked. He waved the cup away when Thatch offered it to him.

As the brown-haired man was leaning back, Ace suddenly shot forward, knocking into him. The cup flew out of Thatch’s grasp, spilling its contents onto the snow in front of you all. Izou hissed, jerked the hem of his kimono away, and shot the others a poisonous look.

“Haahhhhh? Since when did we sit down?”

“Since you decided the snow would be a good cushion for your face,” Izou replied.

“Ah dang, was I out for long?”

“No,” you said. “Thatch and Izou were wondering if they could tag along with us.”

Ace stood up, stretching his arms above his head. “I don’t see why not! As long as your offer still holds up.”

Sighing in exasperation, you stood up with a shake of your head and a smile on your face. “Fine. But if you want to explore, we gotta get going.”

Your words were a reminder of the changing sky, the days shorter in the thick of winter. The others all agreed, and once everyone gathered themselves, you all set off again. Your motley crew would’ve struck an unusual sight, with Thatch’s stature and hair, Izou’s elegant dress, and Ace completely bare-chested in the snow, but the locals of this island were long-used to it, a few folks even greeting the Commanders by name.

The festival was still as eye-catching as ever, with the soft haze of snowfall spreading a dreamy air over everything. True to his nature, Ace ended up dragging you to a few more food stalls. You four wandered with no hurry, simply basking in the peaceful, jovial air that was seldomly seen on the seas.

“I wonder how long these chestnuts can keep,” Thatch mused as he rotated a candied chestnut in his fingers. Popping it into his mouth, he passed you one from his cup. “I have plenty of recipes that’ll be nice for the colder weeks when we’re sailing.”

“I think if you can store them in the ice closet, they can last up to six months!” you chirped.

You could see his mind beginning to form ideas. “That’s plenty of time. I doubt they’ll last that long. Since it’s so cheap here, I think I’ll arrange for an order to the Moby tomorrow.”

A folded hand fan whapped Thatch on the side of the head, Izou tucking it back from wherever he summoned it from when the brown-haired man turned to him.

“What gives, you bastard?!?”

“Stop talking about work,” Izou sniffed. “We’re here to relax and enjoy the festivities, damn you.”

Thatch leaned down into Izou’s space. “Well, you didn’t need to hit me!”

While the two senior members squabbled like little kids, you turned your attention to Ace, seeing him contemplating the roasted squid in his hands like it contained the secrets of the world.

“What’s wrong?” You said, popping your head over his shoulder. “It raw?”

Ace blinked, shaking his head and taking a big bite out of it. “Nah. Just thinkin’.”

“Don’t hurt your head over it,” you said. “Now’s a time to turn it off.”

He hummed, and you linked your arm with his and marched forward.

“Well, we’re almost at the town center. You’d like it, I think. And if you don’t, it’ll be something to distract you, yeah? No worries.”

Izou and Thatch fell in line when they saw the two of you heading off. One was fixing the collar of his kimono, while the other had a red mark on his forehead. Neither said anything when you raised a teasing eyebrow in question.

You led them down the streets until it opened up into a wide space, the large, towering pine tree in the middle marking your arrival to the town center.

Ace froze as he gawked at the monster of a tree in front of you all. “Holy shit.”

Tall enough to make even Pops look small standing next to its trunk, the ancient growth was decked out in flickering candles and carved, wooden ornaments of all colors. Bands of embroidered cloth swayed gently, depicting the winter flowers that bloomed this time of year.

“This is one of the island’s pride and joy,” You told Ace, banking on the information Marco told you during your first time. Damn, if he knew, he would never let you live this down. “It was said that this tree was already massive by the time people settled onto this island, and it was decided that they would keep it and treasure it. The festivals came later, but this tree was integrated into every celebration as well. Looks like we came just in time.”

Chattering quieted as a door hidden in the tree trunk opened. A pair of men walked forward to the platform mounted there, rolling some sort of canon in between them.

“It’s safe,” you reassured Ace as you saw him shift in nervousness. “Just watch!”

With a muffled pop, a flurry of flat, petaled shapes shot up into the air. The crowd roiled, eager hands reaching up as the large charms fluttered down. This was what you came here for. This town’s yearly charms, hand-carved from a specific type of lightweight crystal only found here. When refined down into the flowers and the snowflakes fluttering down upon you now, they caught the light in a kaleidoscope of rainbows. They were beautiful.

And very desired.

“Quickly,” you hissed, pushing Ace forward. “Try and grab one! They say that whoever got one will have good luck for the upcoming year.”

Unsure, the man reached out, only to have it snatched in front of his fingertips. The old lady who took it from him gave him a sharp glare and toddled off.

A spark of competitiveness lit up in Ace’s eyes. “Oh, that does it.”

The two of you shared a look of determination, exchanging a nod before delving into the crowd.

“Over here, Ace!”

“Too far!”

“Watch out for that lady!”

Your teamwork fell in line seamlessly, the months together on the seas and all the training and fighting giving you and Ace a leg up. Though it always seemed like there were five people trying for every one charm. Eventually, there was nothing left in reach, but you spotted one still fluttering above the crowd. You were not the only one, as you locked eyes with a burly man who was bullying his way through the crowd toward it. The two of you scowled at each other, and you stuck out your tongue at him.

Looking back at it again, you saw that it was out of reach for even the tallest folks.

But not too tall for what you had in mind.

Spinning around, you pointed at the crystal and yelled out, “Ace!”

The man turned around to spot it, and you quickly took a knee, putting your cupped hands low to the ground. A move that you’d done once or twice before.

“Go for it!” You yelled, hiding a wince when an elbow dug into your back.

Ace stepped back, lining himself up before running towards you. His boot landed in your palms, and you pushed yourself upward, propelling him up with you as he jumped. You turned around to see his trajectory, a wild grin on your face. Ace had a similar expression, one hand on his hat while the other was outstretched as he approached the snowflake. With bated breath, you watched as his fingers grazed the edges of the charm, seemingly missing it before, with a burst of flames from his legs, he propelled himself up a bit and the charm landed in his grasp. With the prize secured, he brought it to his chest and pivoted in the air, landing at an empty spot with a perfectly tucked roll.

You let out a whoop, throwing your arms up in victory, before moving your way through the crowd to where Ace landed. Your cheeks ached not just from the cold, but also from the size of the grin overtaking you sported. Spotting Ace, you hauled him up and pulled him into a hug, your laughter ringing out in the air.

“You got it!”

His cheeks were flushed as well when you pulled back, a pearly smile on his face. “Yeah.”

The crowd’s excitement was dying down and a part of you dropped in dismay over the fact that you’d missed your chance to grab something, too busy making sure Ace had his moment to focus on your own. But you were at least glad that Ace managed to get one of the charms of his own, so you shoved down that bit of sadness.

“What shape did you get?” You asked. “Can I see?”

He pulled the hand holding his charm away from his chest, and your eyes widened in excitement at the sight of a flat carving of a flame lily. As he lifted it into the air, the clear crystal caught the light, throwing out fiery red and orange iridescence from within its lattice.

“A flame lily, lucky you!” You shot him a thumbs-up. “That’s the most prized one. A symbol of undying warmth in the cold. Good luck is definitely coming your way.”

“There you two are,” Thatch said, panting a bit as he got through the crowd. “You crazy little cretins, I can’t believe you two did that! And don’t deny it, I saw Ace in the air.”

You whistled, adverting your eyes. “Welllll, it was worth it. Ace got this year’s Flame Lily. How ‘bout you?”

“Right here,” Thatch sighed, reaching into the top of his pompadour and pulling out a glittering, clear hexagonal plate that had flashes of smoky black when he tilted it. “Some lady tried stealing it from my hands after I got it.”

“Looks like all that hair really is useful for something,” you chuckled.

He harrumphed, tucking it in the inner breast pocket of his coat. “Whatever. Did you get one this year?”

You shook your head, a rueful smile on your face. “Nah. Looks like my collection is not growing this year.”

You only caught a flash of guilt on Ace’s face before something was thrust into your face.

“Here,” Izou drawled, a bored look on his face.

Going cross-eyed, you took a step back to see what it was. Your eyes widened when you saw the intricate poinsettia carving in his hand, the details of the flower it was mimicking catching the light prettily.

“I found this stuck to mine,” he said, motioning to the bird-shaped crystal peeking out of the collar of his kimono before you could ask. He shook it. “Take it. I don’t need two of them.”

“Aww, you do care,” you teased as you reached for it.

Izou jerked it out of your grip, raising it out of your reach. “I am not above breaking it over your head.”

“No don’t! I’ll be good, I promise!”

He finally gave it to you, huffing out of his nose as he swept past the tree of you. “Fine. Let’s go. We need to head to the beach if we want to catch the bonfire in time.”

At this point, the sky was blue-hued with the end of sunset, the chill settling deeper into your bones. But still, the lights and candles kept the island festivities in full swing.

“So, what do we do with these things?” Ace asked, inspecting his lily carving.

“You just keep it.” You shrugged. “Put ‘em in a box or something. It’s your choice. Hell, you can even toss them into the ocean, but make sure to point out where you did it so I can go diving for it.”

Ace hummed in thought, glancing over to see your expectant gaze on him. With a smile and shrug, he shoved it into his pant pocket. “I guess I’ll keep it. So what are we doing now?”

“Bonfire should start soon,” you affirmed. “There’ll be food and drinks, the full Whitebeard Pirates shebang, yaknow?”

The growling of a stomach was the response you received from him, and you chuckled.

“We’re almost there,” Thatch reassured.

True enough, you four took the stone steps down from the edge of the town, where your shoes immediately sunk into sand. Already, you could hear the hubbub of conversation, men on their way to getting sloshed. There was a chorus of greetings that rose when those present saw you four.

“Finally,” Atmos roared, his beer sloshing over his tankard. “Was thinkin’ you guys died fighting in the town center.”

Izou scoffed, sweeping past him as he headed for where Vista and Haruta were. “Please. As if I’d be taken out by something so simple.”

“I’m going to check out to see if the Fourth Division needs any help,” Thatch called, splitting away too.

That left you and Ace again, and you steered him toward a table set up with food. You unleashed him upon the meal, picking up a few things that pulled at your interests too, and allowing yourself to mingle with everyone.

Like most other Whitebeard parties, it was easy to be swept up in the merriment. At one point, you managed to wrangle a spot beside Haruta as he lit up the main bonfire, toasts being called out into the air. Smaller bonfires went up around the beach too, like twinkling, golden stars in the dark.

And when the moon was high in the sky, just about the time when you knew the spectacle of the night would begin, you sought out Ace again.

He was warm as you slung an arm over his shoulder, warmer than even the slight bit of alcohol coursing through your veins. “Aceyyyyyyyyy. Come on closer to the bonfire.”

“Hm? Why’s that.”

You pointed to the towering back of Blenheim in front of you. “Too many tall ones over ‘ere. And you’re warm, but I wanna be warmer.”

“I didn’t realize you were such a heat hog,” he said, rising from his seat at your insistent tugging.

Fossa smirked at him when he saw the two of you pass by. “Looks like you’re the victim this time, brat. Good.”

You stuck your tongue out at the older man, aiming towards a log laid on as a seat, angled to look into the island instead of out over the sea. Plopping into it with none of the grace you normally held when somber, you sighed at the heat that suffused your back from the bonfire.

At Ace’s questioning look at you, you raised your arm and pointed over the top of the island, where the top of the pine tree could be seen peeking out. “You’ll wanna watch o’er there. It’s good. I promise.”

Following your words were the lights from the town being extinguished, plunging the inland into darkness. Soon, the only lights came from the bonfires dotting the beaches like fireflies as everyone settled. An air of excitement took over the party, those sober and not tilting their heads up to the sky.

A whistle announced the first of the launches before the sky exploded with color. Fireworks bloomed in their brilliant glory, popping and crackling hues of sparkling rainbows before fading out. It was stunning as ever, but since you’d seen it a few times before, you chanced a glance at the man next to you.

Ace’s eyes were wide, the glow of the firelight making them glitter. You smiled softly at the way it transformed his features into something softer.

Even though you haven’t known him for long, the look on his face earlier was too somber for your liking. The two of you may not be close-knit, but you were at least friendly with him on the account of you two being newer to the crews. So to see that troubled look that bellied something deeper made you worried. You may not be close enough to pry, but at the least, you hoped that this was enough to lift his spirits lightly.

You tore your gaze from the black-haired male just in time to see the second round of fireworks going up. More impressive than the last, this time the fireworks were set up into shapes. All around you, cheers rose from the crew as the doggy face of Stephan bloomed into view, followed by an impressive arrangement forming the Moby Dick.

As this round began to die down, Marco appeared at your side, handing you a steaming drink. “Here, yoi. Keep warm.”

Reaching for it, you asked, “Is it warmed rum?”

“No. I’m not letting you have that again, yoi.” He turned to Ace and jabbed a thumb at you. “No matter how much this one asks, no more of Raykuyo’s rum, alright? I promise you don’t want to deal with the aftermath.”

You sulkily sipped from the cup, finding that it was hot chocolate. Sweet, yet not too heavy to upset your stomach. “Whatever, I drink it ‘cause it chases the chill away.”

“You have Ace with you, yoi.”

“I’m still cold!” you barked. Your eyes gained a calculating gleam as you shuffled closer to Ace, your free hand whipping out to latch onto Marco’s wrist. “But if you’re insisting, why don’t you come have a seat, Marco? I’m sure you’re awfully tired, and it’s an awfully good view to see the fireworks.

His half-lidded eyes were knowing as he moved to sit beside you, bracketing you on all three sides with heat. You sighed in happiness, and relaxed, returning your focus to the sky.

With the bonfire at your back, Ace and Marco by your side, and the crew all around you, your heart was warm.

#x reader #reader insert #fanfiction #gender neutral reader #fluff #one piece x you #one piece x reader #one piece one shot #ace x reader #portgas ace x reader #portgas ace x you #marco x reader #marco the phoenix x reader #thatch x reader #izou x reader #whitebeard pirates x reader #masterlist

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thekraftcryptid · 7 months ago

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You’d done worse. Without giving Marco a chance to speak again, you threw the door open. Blue eyes met yours— a lazy smirk curling his cheek with the hint of victory before his eyes dipped down and he froze. You kept quiet just long enough for his smirk to slip off his face. In any other situation, you might have preened at the way his mouth dropped open, but now wasn’t the time for an ego boost.

“What do you fucking want?” You propped your hip against the door frame, “I’m busy.”

Marco blinked very slowly, “You’re—"

(Surprise, You Ruined Everything. Chapter 7 By HippyMindy52)

Hmm back at it again, please ignore the crappy background I don’t typically do those. On god loved Marco getting stunned by the audacity of Shellie.

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luxthestrange · 8 months ago

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OP Incorrect quotes#44 B4 Strawhats-

Before You and the straw hats met, You had your reunion with Ace first before Luffy...to say the least Ace was not ready for chapter I of his life...of presenting his family and dad...to one person who grew up with him..and beat his ass for teasin' fluffy too much-

As a large dragon and Whitebeard were having an EPIC battle but before either of you could give the final blow, Ace came into the rescue and...instantly knew it was you

Ace*Blinks and stops midway about to scorch Whitebeard* Y/N!?!

Dragon!Y/n*Confused for a second seeing a bunch a fire devil user human but notices familiar features in one disgusted*ACE!?!

Izo: You know this small dragon?!

Ace: Do I know them?-That's my sorta sibling!

Upon hearing that the dragon in front of the pirates was the fabled Y/n...they never believed Ace saying you were some sort of cryptic dragon...thing his grandpa picked up before he was born, Whitebeard's face grew into total shock

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The Whitebeard Pirates notice you don't seem fond of seeing Ace, They stare back and forth after you welcome them into your den, Marco narrows his eyes while Ace and You are doing the same thing, but their arms crossed as if you are such a disappointment

Dragon!Y/n: What the fuck are you *gesturing to your ace with your talon* doing here, shithead?

Ace: I should be asking you the same thing! You check yourself off the island, no call, no note, and I have to bump into you in this- what the fuck is this?...*Seeing the den filled with...weird papers with research and red strings ...with drawings of devil fruits?*

Dragon!Y/n*Rolls eyes putting your tail to cover your...theory vision board*-Nothin, It's my stuff, and who are the twinks?~

You wink at Izo who blinks and points to himself...till Ace puts a hand in front of him...and the others

Ace: Eeeeh~...My family, My crewmates, They're with me-

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shirohige-pirates · 14 days ago

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Tea Ceremony

fem!Reader x Ace/Thatch/Marco/Izou

Summary: Izou is hosting a tea ceremony, and you, dear reader, are the tea. (Had an idea about Izou mixing ceremony with kink and here we are)

CW: Shibari, use of toys, teasing, oral (given and received), fingering, tickling (just a lil'), multiple orgasms, overstimulation, praise, mdni

The ropes around your chest created a harness, supporting the bulk of your weight, and keeping your hands tucked near your neck. Ropes against your hips and thighs carried the rest, leaving you curved comfortably as you dangled from the rafters. Your feet were pointed toward the ceiling, delicate patterns holding them snugly in place. Your hair had ropes and ribbons threaded through it, and it restricted your movement, but not so much you couldn’t move your head to ease tension in your neck if needed.

There were few who could wrap you up and leave you so beautifully comfortable while suspended in the air like Izou could.

After checking that you weren’t pinched anywhere, he places a length of bamboo between your teeth and ties it into place. Your breasts dangled freely, and your pussy clenched in anticipation and you swayed softly over the tea table.

The guests filed in, Thatch, Ace, and Marco. All had come to indulge in Izou’s favorite tea: You.

Being in the middle of the four commanders rarely left you unattended or neglected. You were their sweetest - Ace’s hearth , Thatch’s cupcake, Marco’s pretty bird, and Izou’s sweet flower.

“As the ceremony progresses the tea’s flavor will become more complex,” Izou explains while you lay in a relaxed pile on the floor between the four of them. Izou hadn’t left you suspended when the others arrived, and you would be eased onto the floor between “cups”, to make sure you were still good and to verify nothing got too stiff or that you needed to stop.

“We’ll go one full set today, but I’m hoping to work our cute little pot up to three full rounds one day.” He muses, fingers caressing your face carefully.

“We’ll start with Ace, then go around to Thatch, Marco and myself.” He explains, passing out plates with snacks on them. “Thank you Thatch for working with me on these.”

“It was my pleasure.” Thatch replies with a big grin. He’s not kidding, his mouth and hands were buried in your pussy for almost a week while he paired you to the foods Izou wanted. It’d been a good week for you both, since Thatch loved to make you cum, and he wasn’t like Marco or Izou. Both of whom delighted in dragging out your ascent, teasing you until you were begging to cum for them.

Ace had a tendency to cum before you, whimper and whine through his own overstimulated cock, and keep going until you came too. He was learning well from the others, but youthful impatience still tripped him up from time to time.

Izou seemed to be taking that into consideration tonight by letting him go first.

“The most important part of this is that you don’t rush it.” Izou explains, his eyes on Ace you’re sure. “You can use the brush,” he holds up a soft bristled brush. “The stirrer,” he holds up a thin, long and firm, bumpy dildo. “Or the whisk.” He holds up a powerful vibrator that’s mostly meant for your clit, but can certainly go other places.

“You’re also welcome to simply use your hands, since this tea isn’t going to get so hot we won’t be able to handle her.” He adds, rubbing his thumb against your lower lip, nail tapping against the bamboo bit.

Your body flexes, and several hands caress your skin as Izou pulls your rig up into air. He turns you so you’re facing Marco, and your twitching cunt is facing Ace. Hot hands against your thighs make you moan softly while Marco steadies your face against his grip.

His hooded eyes are drinking you in already, and you’re nervous how deeply he’ll drink when it’s his turn. Leaning down he kisses the bamboo bit between your lips tenderly, leaning back just as you feel Ace’s lips on the insides of your thighs.

His hands are on your lower stomach, holding you steady as he kisses your thighs, working his way as slowly as he can stand toward your center. You’re worked up with anticipation as it is, and while Ace is by no means slow, he’s showing exceptional restraint.

By the time his wandering hands and hungry lips find their way to your cunt you’re panting against the gag. They’re all watching you silently, and only Marco and Ace are touching you.

Marco’s hands cup your dangling breasts when Ace licks a heavy line against your clit, your own squirming causing your nipples to brush over his large hands. The soft pleasure rushes into your chest, and he presses against them as Ace’s tongue works your clit more.

Your muffled voice drips from the bit and Marco smiles, tugging on your stiffening nipples as Ace begins to suckle your clit.

“Slow down a little, Ace.” Izou says it softly. “Unlike with most teas, you don’t want to under brew this one. She won’t get bitter.” He hands Ace the “stirrer”.

Ace wipes his lips with the back of his hand, rubbing the bumpy toy against your soaking folds a few times until it was wet. Taking Izou’s advice to heart he presses the tip into your vagina, barely pushing the first inch in. Wiggling it at your entrance he teases you for a solid minute before pushing it in another inch.

Your body tenses and you cry behind the gag and can feel the amusement coming from everyone watching you.

“There you go,” Izou hums. “Next time-.”

“Do this?” Ace interrupts. You can’t see him, and he doesn’t touch you, but you hear Izou hum positively. Looking at Marco with pleading eyes, he doesn’t give away anything, just leaning in and kissing your bit again while he rolls your stiff nipples between his fingers.

“Don’t fight it,” Marco whispers to you, teasing your nipples gently, leaning back and watching you intently.

That gaze was often enough to send you over the edge, he was helping Ace who was learning as he was going. Thatch and Marco had been to Izou’s tea ceremonies before, each as the tea in their own turn. Marco and Izou weren’t switches like Thatch and Ace, but it didn’t mean they wouldn’t play the part for the right people.

However rare the occasion may be.

Ace’s fingers start rubbing your clit as he works the toy in another inch. Stirring it around inside you he pushes it in deeper before pulling it back out. Teasing your clit and fucking you with the small toy. It had length and texture, but there wasn’t any girth to speak of.

You squeak and whine behind the gag, shivering and squirming as much as your position allows while the orgasm builds.

“Whistling like an actual kettle,” Thatch muses. “Cute.”

Ace pulls the dildo out completely, setting it on the little plate like he was supposed to. His fingers are still teasing your clit as his tongue pushes into your cunt. The heat and thickness are nothing like the toy and it only takes him a few seconds to push you over the edge.

Marco stops teasing your breasts when you cum on Ace’s mouth, putting a finger into each of your hands, letting your fingers flex and grip his, instead of pressing into your own palms. Ace stops teasing your clit as you come down from the high, his hands on your hips, his tongue still deep inside you, drinking greedily. Your legs tremble as he overstimulates you, but just as you’re going to whine he stops.

Izou lowers you onto the plush mat beneath you, and they all massage your muscles and check the knots while you take a breather. Knowing you were in good hands made it easy to relax.

“If all tea tasted like that, I’d be more willing to drink it.” Ace says, wiping his lips off with a thumb before sucking it clean.

Izou takes the bit out of your mouth. “How’re you doing, sweet flower?”

“M’good,” you mumble, stretching and moving your jaw around while the gag is out. “It’s a good start.”

“Wonderful.” He leaves the bit out as he pulls you back into the air. “Thatch said he wanted a full-bodied drink, so we’re not going to put the bit in.”

He gets up onto his knees, pulling his kimono aside. “But I do hate to leave your mouth unoccupied.”

Izou steadies you by slipping his fingers between yours, putting just the tip of his cock on your tongue. Thatch spreads your labia and slowly, oh so slowly, works his finger into you. He teases and wiggles his finger more than Ace did the stirrer, making you pant against the tip of Izou’s cock.

The two work together with hardly a word between them, and when Thatch adds a second finger Izou’s starts pushing into your mouth properly.

“There we go,” he hums, pushing in deeper and deeper as Thatch’s fingers make your cunt squelch and drip.

Something nuzzles against your clit and you recognize the wand just as it slowly inches to life. The low setting beats almost like a smack against your labia, but as it gains speed it truly begins to vibrate.

“Here,” you hear Ace say the word, but he doesn’t touch you.

“Oh good idea.” Thatch hums and a second after you hear another strong squishy noise, you hear water hit porcelain.

“Did you set a cup to catch what she’s dripping?” Izou questions, his voice amused and distracted as he holds your gaze. You can feel your face heat up as Ace answers with a delighted yup!

“It’s a treat watching you get worked over, little teapot.” Marco hums, rubbing your stomach with a warm hand.

The vibrator grows stronger and stronger until you’re moaning and mewling against Izou’s cock so loudly no one is saying anything. They’re just listening to you, watching you squirm and twitch.

Izou pulls back, cumming against your tongue, watching the pulses of his spend coat it as you start to whine about the impending orgasm.

“Keep your mouth open, little pot.” Izou commands, pressing a finger against your upper teeth, his eyes never leaving the cum in your mouth.

Thatch pulls his fingers out, throwing the vibrator to high, and licking and sucking your folds while you cum against his face. You aren’t sure if you squirt or not, the rush of sensation and the focus on keeping your mouth open being just enough to addle your senses. The sweet rush of pleasure has your eyes rolling back a little as your drool mixes with Izou’s spend, causing it to drip from your tongue when your body starts to shiver.

The only person making more noise than you is Thatch. He’s moaning and slurping your pussy like it’s ambrosia, and he’s not holding back. He licks you through the orgasm and only relents when Marco says his name, stopping a moment after you began to whine from the overstimulation.

“Swallow.” Izou commands, once Thatch lets you breathe and you swallow as he commands. It’s foamy and bitter and cold and you almost hate it, but it’s one of those things you willingly endure when you want.

Izou lowers you again, and you roll your joints and hum sweetly when they all start massaging your limbs again.

“Color, pretty bird.” Marco prompts and you chew on it for a moment before answering.

“Green,” you assure him. “The breaks between help a lot, and you’re all being nice.”

“It’s your first endurance heavy session.” Izou says. “We’ve already divvied up your work for tomorrow between the four of us so you can rest.”

“Besides, you’re coming up on the meanies.” Ace says with a grin, leaning down and kissing your hip before massaging it more.

“I’m not mean, yoi.” Marco huffs.

“Compared to Ace and Thatch you are,” you say, smiling up at him and watching his ears go pink. “But I don’t mind when you’re a lil’ mean,” you give him a coy look when you say it, looking away shyly. You can feel the tension rolling off him.

Izou rarely needed prompting when you really wanted him to be mean, but Marco often just needed a little push. You’d never begged him for it, you were almost nervous to open that door, but you trusted him regardless.

After drinking some water you were hauled back up into the ropes. Marco had used his flames to soothe a couple places that were sore, and you felt pretty good as you were pulled up, and up. Up higher this time than times before.

Ace was at eye-level with you, set up on his knees fondling your breasts while leaving light teasing kisses around your mouth. He wasn’t letting you hide your face as Marco spread your legs wide, pressing the head of his cock into your slit. Gasping, you buck, Ace steadying you a little by your tits.

“This is a sight I don’t get to see often,” Licking his lips, Ace nuzzles his nose against yours. “Look at me. I want to see your face, lil’ hearth.”

“Please, I-!” You gasp, teary eyes looking at Ace when Marco pushes in.

You’re soaking wet. Having cum a few times, and being teased to the point of dripping, you were more than ready for him. In his human form Marco was only a little smaller than Thatch, longer but not as thick. Out of the four of them, he was the one that could bully you the deepest.

It could be painful, if he wasn’t careful, but once Marco had learned your limits, he never crossed the line.

The swift motion nearly made you orgasm, especially with Ace teasing your nipples. The way he held your gaze, teeth biting into his lower lip as he watches you, he finally leans down and catches your lips when Marco starts to move.

Cupping your face to better control the kissing, Ace doesn’t relent. You can feel him moaning softly into the kiss, not quite matching the muffled sounds you’re making, but close enough. You wanted to beg him to put his cock between your lips, but you could barely find a moment to breathe with his tongue rolling around yours. Kisses from Ace were always so warm that they made you dizzy.

They weren’t painfully hot, but he gave you a fever with his deep kisses. The only person you knew whose feverish kisses were, in fact, fever inducing. It made it hard to think clearly.

Marco’s only concern was making you sing into Ace’s mouth, and that alone was making the pleasure coil in your stomach. You just hoped he wasn’t going to make you squirt.

“There’s a joke in here about frothing your tea,” Izou hums, his gaze fixed on the beautiful teapot hanging between Marco and Ace.

“It had crossed my mind, yoi.” Marco admits, finally finding what he was looking for and grinding into you until you’re squirming, nearly screaming into Ace’s kisses.

“Want it extra creamy?” Thatch asks with a big grin, waving the vibrating wand back and forth.

You can hear Marco laugh, and Ace breaks the kiss so you can speak up if you want to.

“Sure.” Marco answers, and you wonder if maybe this is what you got for implying he was mean.

Thatch nestles the toy against your clit and you whimper. The pleasure is already building so fast, and Marco has your internal weakness laser targeted at this point.

“You can say no,” Ace murmurs and you shake your head.

“Wanna know,” you gasp, tears already sliding down your cheeks. “H-hold onto me, Ace, I wanna know.”

Ace smiles. “Sure thing,” he puts his hands in yours as much as the ropes allow, and you can tell one of his hands had been busy jerking himself off. There was something sweet about someone needy like Ace edging himself for your sake.

Thatch turns the wand on straight to full and your body goes taut. “Holy shit!” You cry out, fingers flexing against Ace’s, your toes curling. Eyes wide, panting and gasping you whine and mewl and scream and swear and cum so hard you forget to breathe for a moment. It’s like electricity through your body, and you almost want more. More vibrations, more from Marco - bigger and thicker, with a concerningly large knot.

Your tongue hangs out of your mouth as you lose the control needed to keep it behind your open lips, the sweet shivering sounds you usually make traded out for something deeper and almost inhuman. You could care less how you sound right now, the pleasure has a grip on you and you don’t want it to let go.

Maybe ever, if you could just sink-.

Ace twists a nipple and you gasp in a breath, shaking and dripping sweat, drool, tears, and pleasure when Marco pulls out of you. You’re pretty sure he didn’t cum, but it was hard to know with how fully battered your senses were.

“Color,” Ace prompts.

“Gre-green, I’m… fuck… fuck… M-Marco can dr-drink, I’m - fuck - okay. I’m okay,” you reassure him. If you weren’t tangled up in ropes you’d be a pile of useless limbs on the ground. Dizzy from the rush, your skin was on fire from the intensity of it, but it had felt so good you already wanted to be able to chase that high again.

“Watch her,” Marco says, kneeling down and keeping your legs spread.

Ace takes a handkerchief from Thatch, wiping the snot and drool off your face as Marco’s tongue slowly licks along your folds. The tender licking gives you a moment to cool off, and you can feel the flicker of flames soothing some of the ache from the intense orgasm.

You can’t help the surge of emotion, crying softly. There’s no sorrow in the tears, you just can’t believe how lucky you are, and the rush of physical pleasure has your emotions in a heightened state.

“You’re all… so kind,” you manage to say, smiling despite the rush of tears.

“Terrible thing to say to pirates, cupcake.” Thatch teases, brushing away some tears as Ace kisses the tip of your nose.

“You trust us,” Ace says, a serious look on his face. “We’d be real assholes if we fucked that up.”

“Aww, listen to the little romantic.” Izou purrs, breaking the tension with a catty tone.

You giggle at the exchange, and then gasp, mewling and nuzzling into Ace’s hand as Marco’s tongue goes unnaturally long, coiling deep inside you. Break time was over, Marco wanted his due. With the fine control he had, he could get it. The long, tapered muscle pushing in just as deep as he could with his cock, flicking and twisting against your gummy walls.

He was going to drink every drop you had to offer, and maybe even more.

“’At tongue is gonna reach my brains,” you sigh, kissing the pad of Ace’s thumb before he pushes it against your tongue. You can see him stroking himself with his other hand.

Marco’s tongue urges you toward another orgasm, leaving you to pant against Ace’s thumb. Stretching your face toward him, he picks up on your want, smearing his thumb across your cheek when he pulls you into another kiss. Your lips are going to be swollen and chapped, but the warmth is grounding, and all your men have the sweetest lips.

It’s hard to refrain from kissing them all the time, honestly.

The second orgasm Marco pulls from you is softer than the first. Sweet and gentle the pleasure soaks into your skin like ink blotting on paper. It feels almost more like a massage than a flood or crack of electricity. Warmth splashes onto your dangling breasts, Ace moaning into your mouth as you slowly come down from your own high.

Breaking the kiss he leans back, sitting on his heels for a moment to catch his breath, and appreciate the sight of you. Watching his spend drip off your tits for a minute before wiping them off with a clean cloth.

When you’re lowered onto the ground this time there’s warmed damp towels to clean you up. The others share some of their snacks with you, and you take a few minutes to have something to drink as well.

“I thought we were going to go easy on her.” Izou frowns. “Two orgasms, Marco?”

“Sorry, yoi.” He replies honestly. “It was harder to hold back than I thought.”

“He still hasn’t cum.” You murmur. Your soft tone is because Thatch is massaging your legs, and it feels fucking divine.

“He shouldn’t get to for a week after that.” Izou growls, giving Marco a glare.

Marco puts his hands up in surrender, before leaning over and looking over you. You can tell from the look in his eyes he’s in doctor mode, not lover mode.

“How are you doing, pretty bird?”

“I can do one more round.” You answer, rolling your joints and wiggling around a little bit. “As long as I don’t have to like, run laps on deck afterward or anything.”

“You don’t have to push for my sake,” Izou says, looking down at you with a tilt of his head. “I organized this, sure, but I specifically decided to go last so you could call it if you needed to.”

Grinning you stick out your tongue. “Untie my hands and I’ll keep all your guests occupied while you have your cup, Sir.” You retort cheekily.

There’s a beat and the smile Izou gives you sends a chill down your back. “Oh you’ll keep my guests occupied while I make my cup, little teapot.”

Izou puts a blindfold over your eyes and pulls you back up into the air. Cold lube coats the slender dildo Izou called the stirrer, and he works it into your ass, leaving you gasping from the cold, squirming against the intrusion.

“Open,” Marco commands, hands on your cheeks. You open your mouth, tongue out and hungry as he presses the head of his cock against it. You could taste what was left of you on his skin. It was best to open wide and let him do as he pleased, if he wanted you to do anything to help he’d tell you.

“This should fit.” Izou hums, pushing the vibrating wand into your throbbing cunt. He doesn’t turn it on, working it in slowly while he works the bumpy toy into your ass a little deeper.

Thatch and Ace begin to play with your dangling breasts, making you moan and whine against Marco’s cock. It made it harder to take Marco’s length, but he took mercy on you and adjusted what he was doing. Deep-throating was something that they only did when you could focus on it.

No one wanted the session to end because a gag turned into something worse.

Something rougher than you expected brushes against your clit, and you scream and buck. Everyone else was expecting it, your lovers moving with you and helping you stabilize as Izou didn’t relent. It was the literal brush, a softer bristled toothbrush. Softer maybe, but your throbbing clit was sensitive and the sensation was sharp and intense.

“Perfect.” Izou grins, showing you mercy and taking the brush away. He rakes his nails down your ass cheeks, forcing you to hum and moan against Marco’s cock.

He leaves you be for a few moments, letting Marco push deeper and deeper into your throat until your nose is buried in his pubes. Ace and Thatch tease your nipples and it’s everything you have to focus on breathing as Marco pulls back and starts fucking your throat. A soft vibration in your vagina makes your body tighten a little, but it’s not so much you can’t ignore it and focus on the task at hand.

So long as it doesn’t get turned up too much.

It doesn’t take Marco long to cum in your throat, and once he pulls out of your mouth the vibrations inside you begin to pick up. Izou knew where to put it too, it’s bullying the same spot Marco likes to pay attention to.

“Gods, I’m - how did that fit?” You question, squirming as Izou fucks your ass with the bumpy dildo, making the constant thrum of pleasure from the vibrator stronger as you clench against it from the intrusion.

“It’s not as thick as Thatch,” Izou answers, brushing the soft bristles against your clit and making you whine at the excess stimulation.

“I -.”

“I thought someone said she could entertain my guests?” Izou hums, giving you a breather before pressing the brush into your clit heavier than before. You cry out as Thatch steadies your face, rutting his cock against your tongue.

You stretch your face toward him, letting him know he can do as he needs. This time it’s Izou’s finger on your clit, the wand vibrating inside you as Thatch’s thick cock stretches your mouth. He can’t deep throat you, but he can certainly use your mouth. His thick girth acting more like a gag than anything else, it takes everything you have to keep your teeth off his shaft.

Every now and then Izou smacks your ass with his free hand, making you moan and squeak against Thatch’s cock. You can feel his hands flexing against your face, and you can imagine the way his eyes are rolling back a little as he enjoys rubbing against your tongue. Like Marco he hadn’t cum yet either, and watching everything must have him worked up.

Izou turns up the vibe, thrusting it in and out, making you squirm and whine against Thatch. You hear him hiss, hands tightening in your hair.

“Tongue out, little dessert!” He growls, pulling out of your mouth enough for you to stick your tongue out. Thatch ruts against it, pushing the head of his cock into the roof of your mouth. It skids along the slick surfaces, precum smearing the inside of your mouth as he moves against your tongue. The act of him rutting against your tongue causes you to drool, the act is always a mess.

You can feel your pleasure building, squirming as Thatch draws closer. Panting around his cock, mewled sounds falling from your lips like drops of saliva, you can imagine the eyes that are on you.

Just as your orgasm starts to crest, Izou uses the brush on your clit, shattering the building pleasure and making your body clench so hard you expel the small dildo in your ass as Thatch cums. Thick ropes flood your mouth, and he’s cumming on your tongue even as you’re coughing from the first bits that are trickling down the back of your throat.

It’s only frustrating because Izou shattered your orgasm, but you shouldn’t have been surprised. You had given him hell earlier. An unwise choice in the middle of a session, especially one built up around some of his favorite things.

“Well, that was impressive.” Izou muses, pulling the vibrating wand out of your pussy. You get a moment to catch your breath and someone puts an O-ring gag into your mouth.

“This is for Ace’s safety, yoi.” Marco explains, putting it into place. “Snap your fingers for me, pretty bird, let me see that you can do it.”

You snap your fingers, having more movement between your middle finger and thumb specifically for that reason. You feel the vibrator press against your clit, while Izou licks your labia. You gasp against the gag, and Ace starts to work his cock into your mouth.

Marco and Thatch help Izou, holding and bracing your legs, keeping you even more immobile than you already had been. When all of them got into it at the same time, things often got very intense.

Marco had his fruit, but Izou did not.

And thank the gods for that.

Ace kept your head steady, and Marco and Thatch made sure you weren’t going to squirm away. Izou’s tongue laps at your clit a few times before his fingers go to work and his tongue pushes into your cunt. Moaning against Ace’s cock, you wriggle against the iron grips of Marco and Thatch, but not in any attempt to try and get free.

The rush of the struggle was just what you wanted, and neither one would let you squirm free unless you started snapping your fingers.

“Greedy thing,” Izou hums. “You’ve got a good hold of her, you two should tickle her feet. Make her work for it.”

The sounds you make are ones of protest as you try to earnestly wriggle away from the threat of being tickled. You’re too soundly tied, and held, to have any hope of escape, and now you understood why the gag had been put in.

Ace pulls back and out as Marco and Thatch tickle your feet, leaving you to screech and laugh from it, the sounds mixed with salacious moans. Izou was showing you no mercy, his tongue and lips worshiping your trembling folds, and his fingers teasing your clit. It’s nothing but your sounds filling the small room.

Moans.

Laughter.

Moans.

Muffled laughter as Ace pushes back into your throat. The intrusion distracts you from the tickling a little bit, and you’re more moans than choking laughter. Marco and Thatch are easing up a little as your pleasure builds, or you’re just not able to feel the tickling over the building orgasm. You don’t get tickled often so you aren’t sure.

Ace doesn’t last long, either because of the situation itself, or the sensation of you laughing against his cock. He cums on your face, always preferring to cover and mark you, instead of fill you. He swears softly and a moment after you thought he was done he cums again, coating your tongue, and letting it dripped down your chin.

“Fuck, she’s hot like that.” He gasps.

“Help her,” Thatch says.

You feel Ace’s lips pressing against yours, kissing around the circle your mouth’s forced into by the gag. His warm hands cup your breasts softly, the light touch sending thrills into your chest. Your whining moans fill the air as Izou finally starts to bring you to the peak.

The tremble in your legs makes Thatch and Marco open them just a little bit further. The soft ache from the stretch is nothing against the pleasure of Izou’s mouth and hands. Ace stops playing with your breasts long enough to pull the gag out for you, letting you rest your forehead against his shoulder while he continues to tease your stiff nipples.

Dribbles of swear tumble from your lips in a mix of moans and sobs. The slow build of pleasure, the orgasms before this, the teasing, the rough rush of the brush against your clit, all of it was coming to a head and your exhausted body could hardly hold onto. It’s more than a simple shiver that rolls through your body, and you start shaking. The only reason no one stops is because you’re begging for them to keep going.

“Please, please, please, please, fuck, please, don’t stop, gods, fucking - fuck! Fuck, it’s good, so good, it’s-!” Gasping your body tenses from your toes to your fingers. It’s making your body shudder, and you’re sobbing from the building pleasure.

Ace is hugging you, leaving your breasts alone as you scream against his shoulder. Babbled words, desperate pleas, and garbled apologies, as you cum hard against Izou’s face. You swear you can feel him swallowing your pleasure, his hands rubbing circles against your stomach.

You babble something, and Ace pats your head.

“You did good,” he says softly, shrugging as the four of them lower you back down onto the cushions.

“You did exceptionally.” Izou assures you. Somehow his makeup is still perfect, though strands of his hair have come loose and are hanging down around his face as he leans over you. “You exceeded my expectations, sweet flower.”

“Hard,” you sigh as Izou and Thatch begin to slowly untie you. “Came hard,” you murmur the words and Ace and Marco begin to rub your limbs. There’s smiles and soft chuckles all around.

“Came really hard,” you say, a soft satisfied sound escaping you.

“You did beautifully,” Izou reassures you.

“The best little teapot.” Thatch adds, tapping your nose gently.

“You… didn’t do so bad yourselves.” You manage, laughing with a little more energy this time.

“Anything hurt, pretty bird?” Marco questions, his bright eyes catching your gaze and making sure you’re aware enough to answer him properly.

You shake your head. “Muscles are a little sore,” you admit, letting them move you around as they pull the last of the ropes away. “Limbs are kind of wibbly.”

“Wibbly?”

“Very technical term, doctor.” You grin.

Marco leans down and kisses your forehead. “I’m glad you’re alright.”

“I… I think I wouldn’t mind having tea… once… a month?” You prompt, feeling heat rush to your face as everyone looks at you.

“I was worried you were going to say once a week.” Izou grins. “But I think that’s not asking too much.”

“I don’t know that I’d be able to do much around the ship if it was that often.” You admit sheepishly, letting Ace and Thatch help you sit up. “Whoa.” You sink into the two of them and they adjust quickly, steadying and supporting you.

“You alright?” Thatch asks and you nod, eyes closed.

“Little dizzy, but it’s passing.”

“I’ll get some more water, and something for you to eat.” Izou says, standing up. “Thatch and Marco can get you cleaned up, and Ace you can help them if they need it.”

Izou comes over and caresses your face, giving you a gentle smile. “Good job, sweet flower. You did beautifully.”

#Tea Ceremony #x reader #reader insert #izou one piece #thatch one piece #portgas d ace #marco the phoenix #mdni

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quinloki · 16 days ago

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So I tend to try to have specific terms of endearment that the guys I write have for the reader.

Kid = Mouse (little mouse when he’s being dark/mean/intimidating).

Marco = pretty bird

Thatch = cupcake, sweet tart, etc. (doll is pretty specific to Hey Doll, but I can see him using it too )

Izou = sweet flower

Crocodile = desert flower

Killer = little one

Law = snowdrop

Zoro = sheath

Kaku = little filly

Sabo = dove, love, little spark (more as an familial endearment, but flexible)

Doffy = poppet, dove, doll, pet.

I didn’t really have one for Ace. In Just Like Fire he uses a different language to call the reader sweet things (cause he’s SHY and trying to play it off), but I think I finally have one for him.

Little/Sweet Hearth/Heart.

A place where fire is protected and can flourish. You give him a sense of belonging and peace. Like a hearth at the heart of a home - a home where he belongs.

It’s certainly more of a late-stage established relationship term for him, using other odds and ends while he works up to it, but I love how it works for him. How he starts with Hearth and uses Heart - implying you are the very reason he lives.

And most people wouldn’t bat an eye at “sweetheart” - but you both know that’s not what he’s really saying.

#quin muses #reader insert #x reader #terms of endearment #marco the phoenix #eustass kid #sir crocodile #killer one piece #thatch one piece #izou one piece #portgas d ace #kaku one piece #revolutionary sabo #donquixote doflamingo #roronoa zoro #trafalgar law

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bbyjackie · 2 years ago

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𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐂𝐄'𝐒 𝐆𝐅 — ♡

one piece social media + dating feat: ace

♡ liked by p1rateking_luffy, marco_o and 7.3k others

_ynln: he's 20 and still manages to burn everything in sight <3

tagged: ace

chef.thatch: All my hard work down the drain

↳ marco_o: wait is this why the deck floorboard is scorched

↳ _ynln: ACE DID IT

↳ _ynln: he fell asleep while we were singing happy birthday 😭😭

↳ ace: WOWWW YN YOU'RE SUCH A SNITCH

↳ marco_o: oh my god

iampops: How do I add a caption on Instagram posts

↳ p1rateking_luffy: HAPQPY BIRTHDYA ACE! (liked by ace, _ynln)

↳ ace: thanks luffy!

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_ynln: worth it ❕❕

tagged: ace

marco_o: oh my god this is why we don't trust you guys unsupervised

↳ _ynln: i know u love us (liked by ace)

↳ marco_o: you guys make me want to throw myself off board

↳ marco_o: im losing hair cause of you two

↳ ace: like you had much to begin with LMFOAOO 💀💀

↳ _ynln: 🤣🤣

↳ marco_o: im letting both of u die

izou.u: are you guys the reason why the bathroom looks like shit

↳ ace: it's yn's fault ☝️

↳ _ynln: WTF HOW IS THIS MY FAULT

↳ _ynln: YOU'RE THE ONE THAT SAID 'wHaT iF wE jUmPEd?' AND THEN CANONBALLED

↳ ace: LMFAOOAOO IT WAS SO FUNNY 🤣

iampops: Sons tell me how to add a caption on Instagram posts

chef.thatch: I lose braincells whenever I am near these idiots (liked by _ynln)

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_ynln: if he isn't dreaming about me, im going to sell him to the marines 😪😪

tagged: ace

izou.u: is he even breathing in the second photo

↳ marco_o: i hope not

ace: whaattt of course i was dreaming about you my pookie dookie sugar bear cupcake frappe 😜😍🥰😘🤩❤️‍🔥💕💞💖

↳ saaaa_bo: ew

↳ saaaa_bo: kudos to yn for taking one for the team and dating u

↳ _ynln: i can already hear my 550,000,000 berries from here

↳ _ynln: @saaa_bo FRRR YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE THAT HAS MY BACK ☝️☝️

iampops: Sons I've been asking for a week. How do I add a caption on Instagram posts?

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ace: my favourite girl ❣️❣️

marco is my favourite of all time

tagged: _ynln

_ynln: everyone don't be fooled, he tackled me into the ocean straight after this 😐😐

↳ ace: my mum told me to chase my dreams, not my fault my dream tried to run away 🥱

↳ _ynln: YOU STARTED SPRINTING AT ME WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO

↳ ace: start sprinting towards me at the same time 🤩🤩

lovenami: omg @_ynln you ate in this photo

↳ _ynln: NAMI OMG ILY 💞💞

p1rateking_luffy: HEHE MY FUTURE SISTER IN LAW

↳ ace: bet

↳ _ynln: wait what

↳ iampops: yn how do I add a caption on Instagram posts?

↳ _ynln: pops omg you're showing your age rn

marco_o: jesus christ delete the second part of that caption

↳ ace: stop being shy 😚😚

yamatototo: yn needs to be saved 💀💀 (liked by _ynln)

_ynln 36m

[_ynln] ace replied to your story: marco said it was payback for destroying the bathroom, you're next 🤷

#one piece #one piece headcanons #one piece x reader #one piece smau #one piece imagine #luffy x reader #smau #one piece x you #one piece fluff #one piece scenario #ace x reader #portgas d ace x reader #ace headcanons #sabo x reader #ace x yn #marco x reader #thatch x reader #izou x reader

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cyborg-franky · 1 year ago

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How they walk by your side

Hand in hand. Ace, Marco, Sanji, Usopp, Franky, Penguin Hand in hand but swaying your hand as you walk. Usopp, Luffy, Killer, Perona, Corazon

Linking arms. Thatch, Marco, Sanji, Franky, Brook, Killer, Shanks, Sabo

Pinky fingers linked. Sanji, Usopp, Nami, Perona, Shachi Arm around your back. Ace, Sanji, Franky, Law, Shanks, Corazon

Arms wrapped around you so it's impossible for you to walk. Luffy, Shachi, Sabo, Corazon

Hand in your pocket. Thatch, Sanji, Kid, Buggy, Penguin

No contact but it still feels warm, thats just how they are. Deuce, Izou, Zoro, Jinbei, Law, Kid, Kuro, Zeff, Crocodile [hires someone to hold your hand] Everything all at once, so many hands. Robin

Puts his hand in your pocket even when he's not there. Buggy

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princeoftheeternalbog · 1 year ago

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OP characters reacting to you kissing them and running away (here's part 2) established relationship ish. Feel free to ask for other characters.

ALSO I've definitely seen another creator who did this idea with op characters but I can't remember who so if someone could tell me I would really love to credit them :(. I tried to make mine different but still it's the principal of it.

Slightly suggestive in some parts so mdni.

Luffy

Thinks its a new game like tag but with kisses and it ends up actually becoming one. You'll both wait for the other to become distracted and then you'll strike, planting a kiss and sprinting off around the ship or the island you're docked at. It's not hard to chase after each other because the trails of laughter are so easy to follow and it always ends up with one of you on the floor from a tackle or something similar.

Zoro

Gobsmacked. Genuinely his jaw drops especially if there's other people there and you get away so easily only because of how long it takes his brain to boot back online. Oh but he doesn't let it go. He waits until you're in a similar situation, either talking to someone or doing work and he sneaks up to pull you into a deep, intense kiss that leaves your knees weak. Like he fully puts the moves on you, hand on your lower back, other hand cradling your jaw, hes literally licking into your mouth and then he just disappears for the rest of the day. Asshole.

Sanji

You are not running away from this man. Not in a scary way but he can't do just one short kiss, as soon as you're leaning in his hands settle firm on your hips and that grip is not something you can wiggle out of. You can try to run away but he just laughs at you and pulls you closer to him, ofc he would let go if you actually wanted him to but he knows what you're trying to pull. Says something like "Oh? Trying to run darlin? How sweet." swoon- Just don't even bother, he will always try to win if your affection is involved.

Nami

Honestly thinks nothing of it. A lot of your affection is sweet but quick because yk pirate life. But if you look disappointed from her lack of reaction then she catches on quickly and starts playing along. So sweet even though she can be scary. Oh but don't try to run if she's initiating, like Sanji you aren't going to get out of her grip. If she wants to shower you with affection, she is going to thank you very much. If you do manage to slip away she's surprisingly quick and surprisingly stealthy. Like you'll think you got away and you walk into a room and she drops down from the ceiling like fucking batman.

(maybe not that dramatic but shes good)

Robin

She lets you run away but only because she knows she could summon a mouth to kiss you at any time and in any place so she's content knowing she always wins. Also thinks it's really cute when you try to rile her up like this, she just finds it so endearing and usually ends up playing into it anyways- "My, my, aren't you getting so bold my love". Sometimes will purposefully trip you up while you're doing these antics so you can't get away or so your plan is ruined, absolutely pretends she has no idea what you're talking about.

Usopp

Highly likely he was doing something when it happened. Highly likely he dropped something onto his foot as a result. Yowls like an injured cat and then when his brain catches up it's like steam comes out of his ears. Stands there with his mouth open and pointing at you like you betrayed his entire family. Very funny and very cute. Also a possibility of him smacking you out of fearful instinct in which case he'd probably cry his eyes out and beg for forgiveness. Nami makes it worse by punching him in the face for hitting you. A mess all around if you get him at the wrong time so just be careful.

Ace

Immediately sprinting after you, it's actually a bit scary. But like hey he's not letting you get away with just one measly little peck on the cheek. Absolutely nobody on the crew helps you unless it would be funny, i.e. someone tripping Ace up so he faceplants. If it's near the beginning of your relationship then you likely go back out of concern which he takes as a chance to catch you, but if it's later then you already know this man's antics and you know he wouldn't be injured just from tripping so you use it as an opportunity to get away💪. You still have to kiss it better later though when hes whining to you about how cruel you are for leaving him in the dust(he would do the same).

Izou

Don't bother. As soon as you turn he snatches you by the back of your collar and pulls you onto his lap, proceeds to resume his conversation like nothing is wrong but his arms are firm around your waist and his cheeks and ears are a particularly pretty shade of red. Once his conversation is over and the other person has left, he turns his attention to you with a very pointed look. He's not actually irritated but if he enjoys watching you squirm that's his business. "If you wanted a kiss you should've just asked my love" and then he's practically devouring your mouth. Doesn't care about the other people in the vicinity. Doesn't care that he's smudging his lipstick. Just wants to fluster you more than you flustered him.

Marco

Do you even want to run away from this man lets be real- anyways.

If he's doing work then he just laughs and lets you get away with it, tallys it in his head for later, but if he's free and hes in a good mood then he absolutely plays into it. Will chase after you. Will cheat by using his powers. Its a bit scary but also very attractive, somehow ends with him pinning you in some way (☺️), looks very smug when he wins. Like you'll end up flat on your back, legs trapped under his and his hands restraining yours and he's just grinning- "Oh what a surprise. You were so easy to catch-yoi" Yeah yeah shut up. Absolutely asks what his reward is just to see your shocked face (absolutely asks again later when you two are alone).

Sabo

VILLAIN!!!!!! Sorry only way i can describe how devious and obsessed this man would be. Like Izou he tries to snatch you immediately but you planned for this so you manage to spring out of his grip in time. You falter a bit at his reaction then because he just blinks at you for a while. You start to feel a bit nervous and when he finally grins at you, you definitely feel nervous. "Playing like that are we honey? How about I give you a headstart then?" Evil. You know he's going to catch you. He knows he's going to catch you. He's just giving you false hope but yk hope is hope so you take the chance.

You don't get far. It's not even fair how quickly he catches up to you and gets you underneath him, it takes him barely any effort, not even a strand of hair is out of place. Spends the next 10 minutes kissing you on the floor of the hallway until Koala comes back and promptly drags him back into his office.

#one piece x reader #marco the phoenix x reader #portagas d. ace x reader #x reader #luffy x reader #zoro x reader #sanji x reader #nami x reader #nico robin x reader #ussop x reader #izou x reader #sabo x reader #op headcanons #one piece x gn reader #gn reader #usopp x reader #one piece fics #monster trio x reader

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alexa-yukiyu · 11 months ago

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Hello! Ok so can I request a whitebeard pirates x child reader?

Basically reader has this big fat crush on shanks and everytime that shanks visit the Moby dick reader would give shanks flowers, cards, and candies

Shanks also has this huge ego boost often making comments how he's reader favorite which anger the whitebeard pirates

Ace was so ready to strangle shanks but reader gets between them and there like "Stop fighting! if you keep this up I'll go with Mr shanks and his crew!"

Ace is heartbroken, thatch is sobbing on the floor, while everyone else is stunned LOL

-👻 anon

Puppy Love (Shanks x gn!child!reader x Whitebeard pirates)

Part two

A/N YALL GET YOUR GRILLS READY CAUSE I COOKED HERE, I loved making this im not really into crack fics so I wanted to keep it as real as possible but while still adding that spec of dramatics of it and I think I found the perfect balance

Reader here is replaced by Dokucha which stands for Reader in japanese

Dividers by @/saradika

At first, the Whitebeard pirates thought it was normal. Dokucha was quite the amicable child, after all, and it was not unheard of for them to give small gifts to guests who came on the ship.

The first time Dokucha had seen the red-haired Captain was when the yonko was visiting the Moby Dick on business. Upon spotting the man Dokucha was quick to sneak into the clinic and steal some candy to hand to him.

“Here, Mister Shanks,” they said shyly, handing the candy to said man

Shanks took the candy from the child and thanked them for it

“For me?”

They nodded, a faint red hue blooming on their face as they fidgeted, their upper body spinning back and forth to keep their nerves down

He chuckles softly, giving the kid a small smile and ruffling their head

"Thank you very much, kid," he said as he turned to leave

They squealed happily once he had stepped off the boat, the red hue now taking over their face entirely as they replayed the event on their heads

The Whitebeard Pirates looked on in confusion at the small kid who had grown so fond of the red-head captain

“Ne, is he coming over again?” Dokucha questioned, lying their head on the railing watching as the Red forced slowly sailed away

“Pops needs to discuss some more loose ends with him, so he will be back soon,” Jozu answers absentmindedly

“How soon?”

He looks at the little one before shrugging

“A couple days, maybe a week.”

“Why are you so curious, Dokucha?” Izou asks with a raised brow at the child’s sudden interest

“Nothing!” They said, grinning ear to ear as they went into the ship a skip to their step on their way

The pirates brushed it off as the kid simply being excited at the fact that someone out of their family was coming to visit; they were very wrong.

On the next visit, Dokucha had begged Vista to make some flowers for them and had even sneaked into the kitchen to steal some of the edible flowers to make a small bouquet.

“Here Mister Shanks”

“For me?” Shanks asked with a slight grin on his face as he took the small bouquet and gave the little one a thankful look

“Dokucha, did you make this?”

“Yeah, I made it for you,” they mutter shyly with a shrug

Shanks bends down to the child’s height

“Thank you very much; it looks like you worked hard to make it so pretty.” he takes one of the flowers and tucks it behind their ear

“Here, now you look pretty as well.”

Their face explodes with red at the gesture, a lovesick look on their face as they watch him go

The crewmates raise their eyebrows at this behavior; Ace is the first to speak up

“Hey, that idiot is trying to steal Dokucha!” mutters Ace as he elbows Marco

“That’s just how Dokucha is; you know how friendly they are,” he says with a grunt at the hit

“No, No, Ace is onto something here; he’s definitely up to something,” agrees Thatch

Marco rolls his eyes as he leaves the two to talk their conspiracy out

Turns out he should have heeded their words as he now felt the same feeling crawling up his skin as he watched his youngest sibling yet again approaching the man with another small gift, a small golden coin they had found on their last island

By now, Shanks had started expecting it, so when the kid approached them, a smirk appeared on his face

“What do you have for me today?” he said, scooping the small child up

“I found a pretty coin for Mister Shanks!”

He backs up slightly to look at the coin the child had raised

“You’re spoiling me here, kid. What has my favorite Whitebeard up to?”

They shrug

“I played with my brothers again.”

He chuckles softly

“You’re adorable; I might have to steal you; we need some of that energy in the red Force,”

Dokucha’s response was stopped as they both turned at a hot feeling enveloping them

“Red-haired Shanks,” Ace growls, a tight grin on his face as his fire flickered around him

“Don’t get me wrong, I'm still eternally grateful for you saving and taking care of my brother, but I won’t sit still and watch you steal Dokucha.”

“Would you be so kind as to put my dear sibling down?” Thatch says, a similar tight smile on his face as he swings around his kitchen knives

Marco stared at the confrontation unfolding before him, his eyes drilling into the opposing captain, waiting for the perfect moment to swoop in

“Stop! If you hurt Mister Shanks, I will be mad at you forever! And I will go on adventures with Mister Shanks!”

Thatch gasps at their words

“Dokucha…you are breaking my heart!” He said, grasping at his chest at the sight

“Ah, Thatch-nii!” They said, jumping off Shanks's hand and running to their brother

“Is you’re heart okay?! I’m sorry! I'm not mad at Thatch-Nii!” They cry

Thatch rushes forward to the kid, embracing them in a hug

“Don’t you go running off with anyone else, okay? I won’t allow it.”

“Is your heart okay, Thatch-nii?”

He chuckles

“Don’t worry, I‘m fine. I would just miss you too much if you were to leave.”

“That being said, you are not going with Shanks.”

Shanks chuckles at this, a sly smirk growing on his face

“I don’t know. I might just steal the little one.”

“You-

“Stop” A commanding voice booms

“Ace, stand down,” Whitebeard mutters

Ace’s flame flares more as his jaw tightens

“Fine…”

Whitebeard turns his sight to the Red-Haired captain

“Boy, stop taunting my commanders.”

Shanks raises his hand in a forfeiting motion

“Couldn’t help myself,” he chuckles

“Well then, are you done messing around?” Thatch asked after a moment of silence, scooping up the child and putting them on his hip

“I think it is time for me to take my leave,” sighs Shanks, a small smile growing as he says this

“Hey, kid, say hi to Luffy for me, will ya?” He said, glancing at Ace

Ace rolls his eyes at this but grumbles out an agreement his way, a similar smile on his face

Shanks nods at this and takes his leave, jumping back to the Red Force and preparing to set sail

Dokucha whines at this, struggling against Thatch’s hold to try to follow after the redhead

Thatch looks down at the child struggling against his grasp

“Don’t.” He said bluntly

Marco glances at the small struggle before sighing and crossing over, pulling the kid from Thatch to sit on the other side of his hip, nodding at the chef in assurance

Dokucha tries to take advantage of the handover to wiggle their way out of their grasp but is unable to escape their brothers’ firm hold

“There isn’t escaping, you little troublemaker; no use trying,”

“But I want to see Mister Shanks off!”

“I know, bud, but you can’t run off with every stranger you see,” he said, ruffling their hair

They pout

“But it’s a handsome stranger!”

“And what if they're bad people? They could steal you away, you know?”

“Mister Shanks can steal me any day,” they sighed with a dopey smile

He lets out a small chuckle

“Your something else, kid,” he says, giving their head a light pat

“No, Marco-nii, Shanks is something else! So handsome and strong!”

He scoffs at that

“What are we, invisible?” he grumbles, walking into the ship

Ace and Thatch watched them walk away, the latter looking up at his Captain

“Hey, old ma-

“You’re not going after him.”

Guys let’s be honest Dokucha is just voicing much of you are thinking, I think they are intrusive thoughts voiced out, honestly I keep re-reading and I keep laughing cause I just think of you guys doing that

Taglist:

@imaginarydreams

@amethystviolin

@h0n3y-l3m0n05

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peanutbubba · 8 months ago

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White Beard Pirates x Reader Talking To Another Man

Ace, Marco, Izo, Jozu, Thatch, and Vista! Gender neutral!reader, slight cursing, kinda got lazy at the end sadly, might be a little ooc for some of them since it’s my first time writing them, no beta we die like ace, requested!

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Portgas D. Ace

Ace is naturally a jealous man, he doesn’t really like to be, finding it to be an unattractive trait within himself however he can’t help it. Especially, when he finds you near another crew member, stealing all your attention.

It doesn’t take long for him to realize that you were missing for nearly half the day, gone from your routinely activity of finding him and giving a kiss to his cheek plus checking up on him. When he goes to find you he nearly crushes a piece of railing he was holding onto, realizing that you weren’t missing, no, someone had just been pestering you all day. No wonder why you haven’t been with him for nearly half of the day, this person was hogging you all to themselves! He’s quick to act though, a charming smile on his face as he plays up his outgoing personality, tring to cover his jealousy. Swinging himself over the side of the railing and walking over to you and the other man, warm arms wrapping tightly against your waist, pressing his chest to your back.

He tries to coax you into leaving with him, hands rubbing circles on your waist as he whispers softly in your ear of missing you. If that doesn’t work then he just glares at the other man until he leaves, eyes piercing and irritated. When the man quickly runs off not wanting to anger The Fire Fist Ace you look suspiciously back at Ace, his expression now changed to relaxed and loving. Again, he softly asks if you can hang out with him. Will give you puppy dog eyes if he needs too, please say yes.

Marco

Without a doubt, Marco is the most calm about you talking to another man that isn’t him. It isn’t exactly that he doesn’t care, he just is secure in your relationship and the fact that you’d never go behind his back. Plus, he’s very aware that you also deserve to have a social life outside of him.

However, he also prioritizes your safety and wellbeing above all else, should something happen to you he wouldn’t forgive himself. His trust in you is absolute, as always, the people you talk to not so much. Especially when it’s while you’re stopped at an island, his eyes are glued to you and that man, making sure he makes no attempts to put you in danger. As a person with a high bounty you’re always at risk of being put in danger, and while Marco is confident you can protect yourself that doesn’t stop his worries any less.

Hovering near the areas you are, or just full blown hanging around you, a charming yet deadly serious demeanor about him. He definitely feels less uneasy when you’re both on the ship around trusted people, and a hundred times more when you’re close to somewhere he can monitor your surroundings. Overall, not very overbearing about you talking to other men, so long as he knows you’re safe and that the man isn’t bothering you.

Thatch

Another man who would be pretty calm about you talking to another man is Thatch, probably would even join you in conversation with whoever you’re actively talking to if he has the chance too and you don’t mind.

As a more friendly natured man he’s quite happy when you meet new people, thinking that the socialization is good for you. If he’s not too busy then a lot of the time he’ll join in the conversation happily, pleased to talk with another person and especially you. If he is then he doesn’t really mind, he’s a little jealous that it isn’t him you’re talking to but just by a smidge, he gets over it pretty quickly.

He also does it to make sure you don’t get into any trouble. He wholeheartedly believes that you can absolutely take care of anyone that bothers you, he’s your #1 fan, but he also likes to be careful, especially if it’s with someone who isn’t from/is new to the crew.

Izou

With Izou it’s a complete 50/50 how he acts, completely depending on how the other person is acting towards you, or if you both know the person.

If you’re chatting with a man that both of you know that he’s completely calm, maybe every now and then his eyes are flickering to your form to make sure you’re okay, but he allows you to have your conversation in peace with the man, occasionally gives the man death glares though so he knows not to do anything. If it’s a complete stranger though then his entire demeanor changes.

Izou is a fiercely loyal man, whatever it takes he’ll ensure you’re safe and happy, so without a doubt if you’re talking to someone new then he’s sticking beside you if he can. Definitely has a mean face while looking at the man you’re talking to, he’s just trying to keep the man under a watchful gaze. A hundred percent scares the man off.. Izou is definitely more protective than he is jealous, doesn’t mean you can’t make him jealous though. If he is jealous then he’s quick to get whatever pest of a man is near you away, trying to steal your attention for himself.

Jozu

Jozu is very quiet, you never really know what he’s thinking until he actually says something. If you’re ever talking to someone else he’s especially hard to read, just staring at the both of you for a moment.

He’s just trying to make sure that the man has no bad intentions for you, his silence sometimes mistaken for brooding although he’s just trying to be through with his observations of the man. If the man is fine then he’s fine, only really looking back at you occasionally making sure you’re still alright.

If the man is a little strange or off putting though then he’s quick to act, smoothly and almost silently stealing you away from your company. If you ask him what’s wrong then he’ll obviously softly tell you, but once you both are far away from that weird ass man.

Vista

Vista barely has any bones in his body to be jellyfish, key word being barely. Although, that jealousy is more towards if that man is hitting on you rather than if you’re talking to him.

He just watches for a moment you and the man having a conversation, not very worried knowing that he can trust the way you act around other people. His eyes leave you for just a couple minutes, looking at something else before going back to you. Your body rigid and face clearly uncomfortable, the man talking to you clearly getting too confident for his own good.

Ooo, he’s mad. How dare this man make you, his lovely partner, uncomfortable! Definitely coming to your rescue as quickly as he can. If you’re okay with PDA then he might put a hand on your waist to get the man to back off, if not then he’s just casually whisking you away from that creep.

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Im so sad, Jozu barely has any gifs!! Also this was pretty fun, made me write about characters I wouldn’t normally, which was cool.

Hope you enjoyed! Peas out.

#one piece #one peice x reader #whitebeard pirates #gender neutral reader #gn reader #fluff #marco the phoenix x reader #portgas ace x reader #izou x reader #thatch x reader #vista x reader #jozu x reader #pea writes #drabble #x reader #anime

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