#they were so insane for this izou

[hitokiri-izou]

The best CE. btw

[nocturnalrorobin]

Knotted Fantasy

Marco x reader x Izou

Thanks @quinloki for helping me with this one. It meant a lot. (●'◡'●)

CW: Sir kink, Oral receiving & giving, vaginal & anal penetration, dp, knotting (I think that's it)

Wc: ~ 2600

MDNI

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“Guess who is coming for a visit yoi!” Marco entered the small house he shared with you, still holding his transponder snail.

“Please tell me it's Izo!” You sat up in the bed, because you’d been sleeping in like usual. 

“Don’t you think it’s time to get up Beautiful? You should eat breakfast. Yoi.” Marco sat down at the edge of the bed and caressed your cheek, while his thumb ran over your lips and you started kitty licking it. “Careful! Don’t start anything you can’t finish baby yoi!” He said and his eyes turned predatory. 

He climbed on top of you, towering over you and you could see on his strained pants how hard he was. You were so small under him, like a mouse. You ran your hands up his thighs, over his length, and eventually pulled down pants and boxers together. 

The moment his cock was free it slapped your cheek and you let out a whine seeing all that precum. Marco watched you as you hungrily used kitten licks to clean his huge cock from all the precum, you gave two good pumps before finally the tip breached your mouth. He let out a guttural moan when he felt your wet small mouth all around him and grabbed your hair. 

When you felt the tip hitting the back of your throat, you tried to breathe slowly, but Marco was pent up. He wanted to release it deep in your throat and so he started to thrust roughly into your mouth. The pace forced you to steady yourself while holding onto his hips. 

”God, baby you feel so good.” He moaned while never breaking eye contact with you. Your gagging just turned him on more, he grabbed your hair and pulled hard. “That's it baby, you are doing great. I’m almost there. Make sure to swallow it all!” 

Just as he finished saying this his thrusts became unsteady and he released  down the back of your throat. You enjoyed the sight of him when he is a moaning mess and becomes undone. When he pulled his cock out of your mouth he pushed the tip against the lip to push out the last drops and you quickly licked them up.

Marco noticed how you were pressing your thighs together the entire time trying to get some fraction. “Is my baby needy and pent up?” He cood and pushed his hand between your legs only to find you dripping wet. 

“Hmmm Marco please!” you whined thrusting into his hand. 

“Please what? Baby? You need to use your big mouse voice!” Marco enjoyed teasing you like this, he slowly ran his long fingers through your wet folds collecting slick and stopping just before your clit.

“Please Marco, let me cum! I wanna cum!” You begged. He ran his thumb over your clit and you immediately arched your back. While his thumb was busy with your clit, two of his fingers pushed inside your pussy. You whined at the intrusion. 

“I want to fill you up so bad, baby, but Izou would punish you if you would not wait for him later, yoi.” He smirked when he felt you clenching down on him when he said Izou’s name.

“I can’t wait that long, my love please. I want you inside me!” You begged 

“Oh you drive me insane, baby…” sighed Marco “but no. I know Izou wants to watch me breed you, for all I know he wants to be part of it.Yoi” His fingers were still inside you though so you started moving your hips, basically fucking yourself on his fingers. “You are such a spoiled brat, yoi.” 

Marco didn’t want to leave you hanging, his mouth quickly found your bundle of nerves and started sucking on it. His long fingers pumping in and out of your throbbing pussy and his other hand started playing with your nipple. He switched between ferociously licking your clit and sucking it, and with every new action your moans got louder. When Marco found that one spot inside your pussy he curled his fingers and sped up his pumping.

“Marco I… I’m gonna..”  You were about to lose it, but Marco did not stop. He pinched your nipple and sucked your clit and his other hand kept pumping, until you came all over him. He gently eased you through your orgasm, before he removed his hand and deeply kissed you.

“I love you baby, but it’s time to get up now. Yoi” He smiled at you and pinched your cheeks.

 “Well so did you two have a good time? I didn’t want to interrupt.” You both looked up and saw Izou sitting on a chair, he had been watching the entire thing. He got up and walked over to the bed  lifting your chin between his thumb and index finger until you looked at him and couldn’t look away. “You were a brat.” He said, before bowing down to peck you on the lips. 

You spend the day catching up with Izou, but couldn’t wait for evening to come around. “During my travels I met a friend of mine, who ate an interesting Devil Fruit. It lets you make someone else's fantasies come to life for a short period of time as long as their fantasy is not involving something criminal.” Izou paused and placed a teabag in front of you. “If you want me to knot you, simultaneously to Marco all you have to do is drink this tea.” 

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing, this was all you ever wanted. It was hard to hide your excitement about this “How quickly will the effects last?” Izou smiled when he saw the sparkles in your eyes.

 “They last until your fantasy is fulfilled my little kitten.” Marco places a pot of hot water in front of you, so you can steep the tea. Time passed slowly, while you waited until you could drink the interesting beverage. 

Finally it was evening and of course you wore something special for the occasion. In the bathroom you put on cat ears, a black choker and a cat tail. The two men were sitting on the edge of the bed when their mouths fell open when they saw you. “Do you like it?” You asked nervously. 

“Very much so my kitten, but you still need to be punished. Is your safeword still Pineapple?” Izou took no risks. 

“Yes, it is Sir.“ Izou patted his knees, signaling you to bend over them. 

You felt his large hand first playing with your tail then running up and down your ass, being disciplined by him excites you so much you bite down on your lip. 

“That's a very nice tail you have there my little kitten. How did you insert it by yourself?” His grip on your ass became a little rougher and you knew exactly where this question was going. 

“In the bathroom. I prepared myself with Lube and my fingers.” 

SLAP!

“So twice now you tried to hide things from me.” 

SLAP!

“But Sir, you were watching this morning, it shouldn’t count.” 

SLAP!

“It does though as you didn’t know and stop with the back talking!” 

SLAP SLAP SLAP!

“Aaaaah! I’m sorry Sir.” You looked at him with an apologetic look in your eyes. 

“I will forgive you, if you take ten spankings on each cheek and count them out loud for me without fail.” 

SLAP!

His hand came down in full force and you clenched down on the plug. “Hnnnnng…. One'' 

SLAP!

“Tw…. Two.” Marco enjoyed the show, because he knows how much you loved this. He took two of his fingers to swipe them through your wet walls and collected your slick to show Izou what he is doing to you. You almost lost it when you felt Marco’s fingers. “Hmmmm…Sir please.” 

Izou sighed in defeat, and gave Marco a look. “This is your doing, you know? You spoil them too much!” He gently picked you up and sat you on top of his knees. “You did well my little kitten, though I think you need some time away from Marco.” You only shook your head. 

“Don’t blame this on me, you are the one that stopped the punishment. Yoi.”  Marco grinned down at Izou. 

“How do you wanna do this my little kitten? Who do you want first or do you want both at the same time?” You bit your lip when you saw Izou’s predatory grin. 

“I want both of you at the same time Sir!” Marco went and got the lube while you both got comfy on the bed, all of you were already naked.

Izou started kissing you deeply, his tongue demanding entrance. Your wet muscles danced with each other, but he was clearly dominating. “I want you on my face, my kitten. Let me taste you!” He panted into the kiss. As soon as you placed yourself, you felt his tongue devouring you. After letting out a moan, you leaned forward to take in his length and there really was a knot at the base of the penis. 

Marco lifted your head before you could do anything though, his eyes were glowing bright blue - yellow just like his fire. You knew he wanted to transform and let loose. “Baby think you can handle it if I remove the tail? I want to prepare you properly so you can take me in.” He pushed his tongue in your mouth while his hands were slowly sliding down on your back. After he bit your lip he looked at you for consent and you nodded hazily because you wanted to kiss him again. 

Meanwhile Izou played with your clit while his fingers played with your opening. “Do you want me in here, little kitten?” when you didn't reply he gave you a gentle spank on your ass. 

“Yes, Sir please!” You moaned into the kiss. Your tongue danced with Marco’s, giving in to his dominance. His left arm circled at your entrance causing you to whine. His right hand started playing with your breast, first cupping and squeezing it and then he went on to play with your nipple, while you moaned into the hungry kiss your teary eyes saw the blue flames on his back creating a wing that wrapped itself around Izou’s cock. 

Izou’s breath hitched when felt the feathery touch, increasing the speed of his tongue on your clit. “Ungh Marcooo…. Siiiiiir….” Izou bit down on your clit and you almost lost your mind, pumping his -at this point three fingers- in and out of your pussy. 

Marco kept scissoring the muscle of your entrance and also added a third finger, while leaving wild kisses down your neck leaving hickeys in its place.  Both men increased their speed and you kept thrusting your hips forward until the three of you came. You crawled over to Marcos' wing and licked it clean of Izou’s cum. 

“Such a good little kitten, don’t forget Marco’s sperm on your belly now.” Izou commanded. 

You placed yourself on top of Izou’s huge cock wondering if it would even fit even though you had taken him so many times before. Using your hand to help guide it to your pussy, when you felt the head at your entrance you let out a whine because of the stretch. You slowly eased yourself down on his length, using his belly for your hands to stabilize yourself.  When you bottomed out you stayed like this for a bit to get used to the stretch, Izou truly enjoyed the view he loved how he stretched you out. He grabbed your hips and thrusted hard and deep. 

“Aaaaaah.” You threw your head back with a loud moan. Marco’s face appeared in your vision with a grin on his lips. 

“You ok baby? You want more?” He licked your lips to gain entrance, but it was only a short kiss as you suddenly felt his talons encircle your waist and push you down. 

“Hmmm Marcoooo” you sighed, but Izou’s hand cupped your cheek so you would look at him. 

“Don’t you dare forget about me, little kitten!”  You leaned into a deep kiss with Izou.

Marco rolled a condom over his cock before he joined in, after he used enough Lube he started to ease his way into your tight ass. “God, you are so tight baby! Please try to relax a little!” His talons gripped you tighter, while his hands found your nipples and squeezed them. You let out a deep sigh into the kiss. Once Marco bottomed out, he started moving slowly, setting the pace for Izou. 

Both Izou and Marco left a trail of bite marks on your neck, always switching between biting, sucking and licking. 

You felt so full and you felt both moving inside you, it drove you insane with pleasure. You let out a broken cry when Izou’s thumb found your clit. As the three of you seemed to come closer Marco pulled out and got rid of the condom. 

“Are you sure about this baby?” He asked one more time. 

“Yes I want the both of you knotting me at the same time!” You said sure of yourself but seeing Marco’s size made your confidence waver. 

Marco made sure to use a lot more Lube. While his hands tried to stretch you open some more, he very slowly pushed in paying close attention to you. Izou rubbed gentle circles on your lower back. 

“You are doing great, my little kitten.” Izou said, kissing you softly.  

When Marco was fully inside he let out a deep sigh because of how tight it was. You and Izou were both engulfed in Marcos blue flames and his talons gripped you so tight you were sure they tore your flesh. Izou started grunting loudly; it almost sounded like a growl. He couldn't wait any longer; he set a wild pace for Marco to follow. You could feel how each one of them wanted to breed you, trying to get deeper inside you. All this squelching and erotic noises  and you just follow their rhythm bouncing on their cocks and enjoying the tight grip of his talons. 

“Sir, Marco I’m so close.” you moaned while being fucked.  Marco took his talons and used them to pinch your nipples. Then he whispered in your ear.

 “Maybe I should teach you Medicine. You could be my little student. I could literally drill my lessons into you! Or I could be your Master, my baby.” The last sentence pushed you over the edge, you came hard, squirting all over Izou which in turn caused him to unleash his load with Marco following right after. 

Because of the knots, you collapsed against each other and were stuck warming their cocks until they were both able to calm down. 

After half an hour the guys were back to normal. Izou came back with damp washing cloth so he and Marco could make sure you were ok. 

“Guys! I’m fine really! I wanted all of this.” You said looking between the two of them. Marco already had to heal serious scratches he caused with his talons, but your pussy was luckily only swollen from being so abused by two huge cocks. As the aftercare was taken care of you laid there cuddling. 

“Can you get more of this tea? I have another fantasy I want to try. I want to top you and Marco without a toy.” You said with shining eyes. 

Izou petted your head with a smirk and replied after pecking your lips. “I have a whole basket with me, my kitten! Go wild!”   

[base0h]

Hello,

Heard you’re looking for ideas so…

Here’s a crack one: The Straw hats working in a department store

Would they become employee of the month? Would they be fired immediately?

a/n - IM WHEEZING AT THIS— you are GENIUS bro holy crap 😭🫶 dude luffy would get fired so fast it’s insane— and imma just add everyone bc why not 😂

Warnings ⚠️ - MAJOR crack, multiple characters, I’m kinda dumb and might’ve forgotten people

they didn’t even make it past the interview 💀

.✩ kidd (tried killing the interviewer for asking him why he wanted to work there “I really am passionate about restocking— MF IM BROKE.”), buggy, bonney, paulie (did the same thing as kidd plus he parked in the manager’s parking spot)

literally within the first few seconds of the interview they’re hired | “My name is—“ “Can you start within the next few seconds?”

.✩ jimbei, koby, sabo, koala, izou, kaku, vivi

got fired the same day they started

.✩ luffy (ate the entire produce section and then asked the manager “is there more stuff in the back?”), corazon (he accidentally burnt the place down 😀), sanji (confessed his love and asked several female customers to marry him at his cash register), brook (asked for some poor random woman’s underwear 💀)

employee of the month every single month

.✩ jimbei, koby (old people always say how sweet he is to the manager bc he always helps them get the things they can’t reach 😭🫶), tashigi (kids hate her bc she catches them and scolds them if they take an extra candy/sticker from the cashier jar), vivi (accidentally gave herself this title when she’s the manager 💀)

the manager of the store

.✩ nami (steals money from the safe sometimes), aokiji (he literally never shows up to work on time and doesn’t give a shit what the employees do), akainu, fujitora, shanks (bro also does not care and comes to work hungover), dragon (has not shown up once since the interview), sengoku, garp, dadan, vivi, magellan

the sale sign flipper guy

.✩ zoro (if he manages to actually find his way to the store), bepo, ace, shachi, penguin, queen (you legit can’t miss him as you’re driving by 💀), yamato, oden, cat viper, bon clay, ivankov

they work solely in the back to avoid human interaction as much as possible

.✩ mihawk, law, smoker (he’s the guy that mans the big crane machine that moves huge boxes), hawkins, king, katakuri, smoker, lucci

they’re the CEOs of companies that are partners with the store and provide goods for the store to sell

.✩ crocodile (provides gut/immune supporting, healthy, all organic animal/pet food), doflamingo, kaido, big mom, whitebeard, moria (sells and produces copious amounts of Halloween costumes and other decorations)

actually decent employees

.✩ usopp, benn, x drake, robin, nojiko, baby 5, monet, vergo, franky, icebarg, bellamy (SHADOW FROM SK8 PLS TELL ME YALL SEE IT), hachi, killer

they start tweaking because they asked a customer how they were and they ignored them

.✩ shirahoshi (sobbing), bepo, sanji (asked a girl who had her headphones on), Uta (will get so pressed that they ignored her when in reality they just had headphones on)

they’re the reason why the store’s still in business | they’re basically the mascot

.✩ chopper, bepo, carrot, cat viper, dog storm

the dude everyone goes to for questions/help | “Idk go ask ___”

.✩ franky (has beef with cash register 4 bc it stops working for no reason only during his lunch break and never when he’s not doing anything), icebarg, kaku, usopp, lucci, jack, king, robin, jimbei

they’re the reason why no one likes to shop there | they have several weird allegations or felonies of some sort

.✩ trebol, caesar, diamante, dellinger, pica (he drives this mini car and always somehow fits inside it and takes up two spots in the parking lot), absalom, hogback (people have gone missing in the parking lot it’s scary), moria (would you wanna shop if you saw bro? Ik I wouldn’t 😭)

jobless for life ✌️

.✩ rayleigh (he slays idc), roger, yasopp

a/n - I think i forgot people but eh 💀 the one piece brainrot is so back 🙏

[alllsunday]

A few thoughts on how Portgas D. Ace is the epitome of the Tragic Hero. For one, his entire life was a tragedy.

“A tragic hero is the protagonist of a tragic story or drama, in which, despite their virtuous and sympathetic traits and ambitions, they ultimately meet defeat, suffering, or even an untimely end. They are often imperfect or wounded with some sort of fraught experience, and typically have some sort of fatal flaw.”

He fits the criteria :

1.) “High status/noble”

Ace is the sole heir of the notorious Pirate King and the only known female Will of D carrier. Yes, he’s not a noble, but he is obviously a high status pirate and a person with the “noble” qualities Aristotle was talking about even if he wasn’t literally one. Honourable, generous, polite.

2.) “Flawed”

The fatal flaw (hamartia) that brings about the hero’s downfall, destruction caused by their own hands. In Ace’s case … well, if I had to narrow it down, I’d say wrath, arrogance, and never backing down were the most key to his downfall, but the title of #1 has to go to his hubris (excessive arrogance/pride). It was because of this he went to Wano to challenge Kaido, the monster not even Oden could slay. Izou himself pointed out Ace’s arrogance. It was because of this he challenged Whitebeard, went after Teach, and ultimately ended in tragedy. Ace had been the strongest almost his entire life, losing was.. new. It doesn’t matter, cause everytime Ace is in a situation where he fucks up he always gets himself out of it, and when it comes to fighting as a whole, strength is his one constant. Even in the face of Teach’s power, he underestimated him, thinking that he’d win, which brings me to my next point :

3.) “A reversal of fortune”

“The character should suffer a terrible reversal of fortune, from good to bad. Such a reversal does not merely mean a loss of money or status. It means that the work should end with the character dead or in immense suffering, and to a degree that outweighs what it seems like the character deserved.”

Ace was a traumatised and heavily wounded character who spent his childhood suffering. It was not quite a childhood. As an older teenager, he was tearing up the world of piracy (the first pirate of the new generation, super rookie, all at an insanely fast rate, even much moreso than Luffy) before joining Whitebeard and settling down. Though not eradicated, his internal struggles cooled down slightly. Maybe by the time he was a fully wisened man and not a boy fresh out of his teenage years, he could have been on the road to healing - but his belief that he could obviously beat Teach, his subordinate, was the catalyst for the events that were to come.

It was seemingly going alright - Ace had fit in, made friends, had the family he had so needed.

That flipped over almost instantly, and ended in his painfully premature death. During the fight, Ace realised he’d been overconfident. But this time he couldn’t back it up. Teach had won.

On his deathbed, Ace finally realised that he wanted to live. Death was the thing he’d wondered about for his entire life, and now that he was actually on the brink of it - he had changed his mind. After 20 years, he genuinely wanted to keep going for the first time. Yet it was snatched away from him.

To add insult to injury, Sabo’s death, one of Ace’s many traumatic experiences, ended up being a misunderstanding. Sabo was alive and didn’t remember him… until he had died.

[princeoftheeternalbog]

thinking about izou guys...lets go

I think there's a little bit of insecurity coming off here so i think maybe this could be considered comfort because he's going to worship you🫡 this just kept going and going btw guys sorry

let me know if the dialogue is confusing and I'll colour code it🤞

I also invented u a bestie idk

ALSO that part where he's thinking about fighting is making me think about sparring headcannons...

- ✧ -

You feel like someone's staring at you.

You've been feeling like that a lot lately actually.

It's not unpleasant, more a hyperaware tingle on the back of your neck as you organise parts of the new supplies.

It's odd, you think, you're not sure why someone would be staring at you of all people.

You look up, trying to get a glimpse of whoevers causing the feeling, but your eyes can't help but drift back to the man in front of you. His head was turned and he was talking to one of the other crew members, someone in his division you think, you weren't exactly looking. No, your focus was on the elegance of his profile, the way his hair looked like liquid silk and framed the muscles of his broad shoulders like water against rock.

At least he wouldn't catch you looking at him since he never seemed to look your way.

You hadn't been on the ship long, 6 months max maybe. You settled quickly into your division, finding companionship easily within the familial feeling of the crew. And while you were more than strong enough to be recruited by the Whitebeard pirates, there's still not really a reason for anyone to stare, especially not Izou. Your strength is the hidden kind, something you only ever use in a fight, and other than that there's nothing really interesting about you.

At least that's what you think.

- ✧ -

Izou strongly disagrees.

He fears he might've gone insane, the level of space you occupy within his mind can't be normal, especially when you'd barely spoken 3 sentences to him(one time you said his lips looked beautiful and he honestly thought he would've proposed if you hadnt walked away).

He just can't help it, he'd first seen you before the crew had attempted to recruit you (on his recommendation of course) and the way you fought was breathtaking. He kind of wanted you to beat him up like that, but that might mess up his hair and he was sure he'd wouldn't be into that nearly as much.

As soon as that fight was over though, he'd seen that transformation into your normal personality and he was hooked from the beginning. The way you went from such a serious, scary, powerhouse to just so-

You.

He couldn't even put it into words.

He can't help but linger around you, sitting near you during celebrations and dinner, swapping chores to put you a bit closer. Not that he talks to you, no no, he's quite nervous if you must know.

You make him feel so many emotions he's never felt before, he's never been nervous around someone he fancys and it makes him feel sick- in a good way, but still sick.

To be honest though, he's more worried about making you uncomfortable, technically you'd be a subordinate to him, he doesn't want to pressure you so he'd much rather keep his attraction to himself.

No matter how much his brothers pushed him to be more open with his feelings.

- ✧ -

It can't be that hard to figure out who it is. Surely someone has a reason to be looking at you, and you'd already asked all of your cabin mates if you had any wardrobe malfunctions or food on your face and there was a unanimous no. Though they were snickering amongst themselves for some reason...

You brushed things like that off though, it didn't seem to be malicious and you and your cabin mates had developed quite a strong bond even in just a few months so you didn't think they would be making fun of you. But regardless they're weren't very helpful, so you decide to ask around.

You had a check up scheduled today so that could be a good place to start, and you had a pretty good relationship with your usual nurse Maren so you're sure she'd tell you if she knew anything.

- ✧ -

Tate was amused. And that's putting it lightly.

She'd noticed the special attention you seemed to be attracting as of late, well most everyone had. Apart from you.

You were so so oblivious. Even when it was staring you right in the face, which is precisely what Izou had been doing to you earlier. Not that you noticed the comical way he whipped his head to the side whenever you looked up. And you didn't even see the flush on his face that was clearly visible to everyone even through the makeup that he tended to favour.

She couldn't help the way her lips twitched upwards when Maren made eye contact with her over your shoulder, as you asked whether they'd noticed anything.

"That's probably Izou"

Your head turns so fast that Maren's hands fly up in a panic, making sure you didnt pull anything.

"What do you mean"

Your voice sounds a bit jittery and you fidget and Tate really grins then,

"What I just said"

"But why would he- like why would he look at me"

She shrugs

"He's attracted to you"

You gape at her, mouth opening and closing like a fish.

"But- what?"

Your voice is rising now, in befuddlement and embarassment and it doesn't help that Tate and Maren look like they're laughing at you.

"Oh hun most people have noticed apart from you...Izou seems to have a little crush on you"

Maren giggles as she finishes her sentence, rubbing your shoulder as she nonchalantly drops this massive revelation.

"I- what."

You sound so flabbergasted that Maren feels a twinge of concern for your self esteem so she barrels on,

"Well you're cute, you're funny, you're crazy strong which is always a bonus, there was that time you complimented his lipstick, oh you should've seen his face as you walked away I thought he was gonna have a stroke-"

"He's constantly near you, even in fights when he should be paying more attention to whats going on in front of him than wherever you are"

Theres a hint of annoyance in Tate's tone but you can recognise it's probably directed towards Izou. Probably. You can never tell with Tate.

"But we've never even really spoke-"

"Well I can assure you he wants to change that"

You'd never really thought about it, I mean obviously you were attracted to him and felt a lot of respect and frankly you would date him if given the opportunity. But you didn't ever think he'd be interested in you, no that would be silly, he's so strong, so composed. You couldn't for the life of you imagine him with a crush and yet here you were being told the crush is on you.

"What...do i do"

"It depends obviously"

She's confusing you now.

"On what?"

Tate rolls her eyes, "On if you reciprocate"

"What does that mean"

Maren butts in again, "On if you want to try dating him silly"

You feel yourself curl in from embarrassment as you say it but you can't stop your mouth,

"Who wouldn't?"

- ✧ -

This was so bizarre.

You're not quite sure you believed the nurses at the start but now that you were looking you could see it. He was so often in the same place that you were, so often making sure you were safe, so often looking at you with a dreamy expression.

And it was kinda...really cute.

Well what can you say, he's quite a serious man, flashy and fashionable but serious nonetheless. Seeing his composure falter was sweet- and hot, really hot.

You'd tried winking at him earlier to see what would happen and he'd choked on his drink in his fluster, while cute, not something you would like to recreate considering how quickly he left after that. You imagine he'd felt embarrassed but you simply felt entertained and very flattered.

You wondered what you were going to do about it. You weren't exactly that experienced and youd certainly never asked the other person out first.

Though....you had some ideas in mind...

The next island you were docking at was famed for it's markets, big bustling things that took up several streets at any given time.

So it was settled.

You were going to woo a commander.

- ✧ -

You didn't think it was going to be this difficult.

You knew what Izou liked, how he wore his clothes, how he did his hair and his makeup.

But nothing was speaking to you, no matter how beautiful or precious it was. It was driving you mad. It didn't help that the people you'd enlisted for help were infact not being very helpful at all.

Maren was simply pointing out things either she wanted or she thought would look good on you, which....could actually be useful later for the aforementioned wooing so you did actually listen to her sometimes.

And then there was Ace, you'd thought he'd be very beneficial in this outing considering he was practically the second division commander already and thus was friends with the majority of the commanders. Well... he was just flirting with every shopkeeper.

You sighed as someone shouldered into you.

Gods this street was so busy it was an absolute nightmare to be in. You'd all taken to tying each others belts together, lest you get lost or worse in a fight. It prevented Ace from wandering off too, scatterbrained that he is.

Maren's sudden gasp had you turning in alarm before she started tapping your arm in excitement.

"Look! Look! Look!"

"What am I looking at" You're squinting but there's too many people to see where she's even pointing.

She sighs, exasperated, before grabbing your head with both her hands and moving it to in front of her own. You stumble as she practically manhandles your body in front of her so your eyes can follow the exact line of site she was looking at.

"....oh"

"YEAH OH!"

You turn to face her,

"Maren I think you're a genius"

"Hey what about me-"

"Shut up Ace" The way you speak simultaneously makes you both giggle.

He doesn't stop pouting as he's dragged over to a frankly shady, tented market stall.

He's not sure why he's here anymore, he feels more like a mascot. Though he doesn't want to go back to the ship just yet, the way Izou had looked when you'd grabbed Ace's hand to drag him off the ship made him shiver.

He hopes you find a good present before Izou finds him.

- ✧ -

He's picking at his nail polish again.

He can't help it- he's so anxious, anxious that you'd been out all day on the island, anxious that you'd went with Ace of all people, anxious that you'd held his hand.

He knew Ace was attractive, many of the younger crew members were quite sweet on him afterall. But you'd never seemed to show any interest and he didn't think you'd go for someone younger than you...unless maybe you would.

He's scowling so much his forehead hurts.

He just doesn't understand.

Why would you want to go and hang out with Ace when you could hang out with him-

Ugh he felt disgusted, being jealous always made him feel dirty, such an ugly, improper emotion to have and yet here he was seething away.

Maybe he should've made a move.

Maybe he can still make one-

No that wouldn't be fair, not if you were going out with Ace.

It must be some divine punishment that he'd be forced to see it though.

- ✧ -

You laughed brightly as you and Ace raced back to the ship, shopping bouncing lightly against your side. Maren had gotten there first, setting off the whole race when you two were distracted the little cheat. She was giggling herself at the top of the gangplank as you and Ace shouldered each other trying to get up it first.

"THERE'S NO WAY I'LL LET YOU WIN"

"MAREN ALREADY WON THIS IS FOR SECOND PLACE IDIOT"

"WELL I'M NOT BEING IT"

"THATS WHAT YOU THINK" You're blowing a raspberry at him as you reach the top when he accidentally knocks your leg and you feel your centre of gravity shift.

You briefly feel panic claw up your throat, even though you'd land in the water, it was still a massive drop, one that you weren't prepared for and one that would potentially ruin the utmost perfect present.

It doesn't last long though, something snatches the side of your holster belt, holding you up like a dog in air prison.

Once you get your eyes to open back up, you see black leather before anything else and then the soft whites and pinks of his kimono print.

"Izou-"

You don't mean to say his name so excitedly but as you look up and he smirks and that little dimple on his left cheek appears, you can't really feel any regret for it.

"Darling you need to be more careful, I might not be there to catch you next time"

"Ah right- sorry" You turn your head in embarrassment, feeling hot. Your gaze meets Maren's and she winks before dragging an apologising Ace back onto the deck.

"Alright let's get you up lovely"

You expect him to reach with his other arm and haul you up back onto the gangplank.

You do not expect him to toss you in the air.

You think your shriek of fear may have disrupted the local ecosystem.

"WHAT THE HELL IZOU?"

The man has the audacity to laugh as he catches you in his arms.

"THAT WAS SO UNNECESSARY-"

"I apologise dear- I just wanted to see your face-"

Your eye twitches

"AND TO THINK I WAS GONNA ASK YOU OUT ON A DATE WELL YOU-"

You smack a hand over your own mouth, hoping it will somehow erase those words from out the air.

You can hear Maren and Ace crying on each other in the background about how 'all of their hard work has been wasted'.

Of course you were going to do it eventually but you'd wanted more time to prepare.

"Is that so?" His voice is lilted, teasing almost.

"Uh well- you know-

...yes"

The end of your sentence is barely audible as you wince. Even though logically you know he'll likely say yes, the embarrassment makes you wish you had fell off the gangplank. And maybe drowned while we're at it.

"Ask me then" When you look at him, he's smirking but you can see the blush steadily rising on his face.

"Uh what"

"Ask me darling, I do have places to be you know"

"Right, right, uh can you maybe like put me down first"

He raises one of those perfectly styled eyebrows before setting you on your feet.

"Okay now turn around"

He looks amused but he turns and you start rooting through your bag until you find the exact item you want.

It had taken a while to find, routing through that little jewellers stall, but it was absolutely perfect. You weren't exactly sure he'd wear something like it but it just felt like it almost embodied his energy.

It was a strange little thing, the stall owner had told you that the carved opal, inlaid into the wood, was found on the shore. He'd crafted the wooden part himself to curve perfectly around the delicate shapes of the crane, creating a moon shaped pendant that took your breathe away almost as much as Izou did. You worried the wood might seem plain to him but to you it felt like it was grounding, tying a feeling of the earth back to a gemstone which felt like glittering starlight.

You cleared your throat gently, holding it out in one palm of your hand.

He turns back towards you but he doesn't look down yet, his eyes are fixed on your face and you feel a bit like you're made of jelly.

"Izou... I've always held a...strong...admiration for you-"

You can see Maren wincing sympathetically behind him and you feel like throwing the pendant at her head.

He's smiling though, so you keeo going on.

"I wanted to ask you if you uh...

ifyoudliketogoonadatewithme"

Your eyes clench shut as you internally cringe and you think that came out as gibberish.

"How sweet"

You risk peeking at him with one eye and he doesn't seem to be making fun of you so you relax a little bit.

"And I...bought this for you...you don't have to keep it. It just reminded me of you"

He finally looks down at the small pendant in your hand and it's like he forgets how to breathe.

"Where did you-"

"You don't have to keep it."

His eyes shoot up to meet yours and then before you even process that he's moving, he's kissing you.

His lips are soft, just like they looked, and you're sure he's transferring his lipstick but you don't really care as you hook an arm around his neck. He's pulled you in by the waist, trapping the arm with the pendant against his body.

He kisses with such a purpose like he's trying to devour you, like he's trying to memorise every part of your mouth.

And he's really good at it.

You feel lightheaded, possibly from lack of air, but more likely because of the devotion you can feel through this kiss. You really hope there's nobody nearby because you kind of want to crawl into his lap and never leave.

He keeps trying to pull you closer, practically pulling you onto your tiptoes as he leans over you, almost like a dip in a dance.

He pulls back slightly for air but each breath is punctuated with a kiss and he's mumbling compliments all the while.

"Sweet, pretty thing"

Kiss

"So clever"

Kiss

"So lovely"

Kiss

You think you might pass out if he keeps focusing this much of his attention on you but you don't exactly want him to stop either.

"OH COME ON GET A ROOM"

Ace being useful for once is surprising enough to be effective at pulling you two apart.

You're gasping as you lean your forehead against his own and he starts talking before you even remember where you were.

"How did you find something like that? How did you know to get it?"

"What do you mean?" Your voice sounds soft and gooey even in your own ears but you can't feel embarrassed when he sounds so grateful.

"It's from home, my home. That opal-"

He's kissing you again as he whispers little thank yous against your mouth.

No wonder it reminded you so much of him.

"WHAT DID I JUST SAY"

Izou finally pulls back as a potato flies past his head. You can't see the look on his face but Ace immediately goes white so you imagine it must be quite impressive. He turns back to you and the adoration that shines on his face makes you feel all flustered.

"Darling I fear I could never give you a gift so precious"

"You...would be enough"

"Ah but then I get you as well, and I believe that means I owe you double, I better get started on that"

He's hoisting you back into his arms before you can reply and then he's whisking you away towards his cabin.

Maren is cheering way too loudly.

[perfusio]

A furious ranting about how Kaido sucks and Yamato should have been the final boss of Wano

To be clear, i don't like Kaido. He's not interressing, the guys (kanjuro) that worked under him were more interressing than him. For me, he always was some kind of of Temu evil version of Shanks.

What does have as a villain. He enslaved and poisoned the land, beat his son, aaaaaand..... killed Oden ? ( i dont really care about that im sorry) thats just one more Crocodile look alike. I know Oda loves that them, slavery, moral degeneration, cruelty, corruption, keeping hope despite evrything etc, etc, but Kaido is the guy that for me the least embody any of the usual theme that Oda has.

I dont think there's enough beef with Luffy. Personnal beef i mean. The kids are cute but they do not have the same presence or charisma of Vivi or Chopper. Monosuke & co were never tragic chracter for me because we sat on their sad backstories for too long and they were insufferable.

Kine'mon made me sad but for me it didnt translate for a fear or a n hatred for Kaido. It made me hate Kanjuro because he was a monstruous liar and it hurt that Kine'mon was hurt but never really against Kaido.

And my big big BIG problem with that, is that Kaido is the reason we have Nikka. Im not going to talk too much about my deal with Nikka now, but its so big of a power up that i feel its wasted on Kaido.

Kaido is just a sad drunk old man, that does not really hate Oden ( because he respected him in some way) who can't die( that aspect is barely explored ).

So my proposition is Yamato instead of Kaido as the big Bad.

Yamato has everything to make a good turn around and become insane and evil. He has a sad backstory involving his dad beating him up, being inspired by Oden old friends, being very inspired by Ace and his desire for freedom and happiness, having to wear explosive cuffs, a long promise that Ace did break with the key moment of the paper burning, and tada, you have a villain.

A guy that goes around after killing his dad ( or emprisonn him idc), terrorising everyone, killing rando or emprisonning them, acting like king of the island, and finaly being confronted by Luffy and they can punch their feelings out in their fight.

( I think all of this stem from my frustation that none of the fights felt personnal in any way except maybe with Izou )

So conclusion for my rambling, yamato should have been the bad guy in wano

[standfucker]

HELLO ZEN I hope you don't mind but I decided to send you my slightly unhinged work thoughts bc technically you inspired them

quin reminded me of white out anddddd idk if you've ever seen this image of marco

but uh. him as a marine. so my brain went brrr a little bc like, lets be real he'd probably be really really mean roleplaying as a marine (as would the others, I mean god, pirate scum duhhhhh)

listen. you can't tell me these pirates don't occasionally sneak into marine bases, and have the outfits on hand. imagine just rocking up to them post break in and they're still in them and being like oh and they just immediately catch on and there's some light teasing until another day when you show up and they're just all dressed up saying they wanna flip the roleplay from last time >>

and the marines are gonna get some info from their captive by any means necessary and marco gets to relive his little fantasy get on your knees moment and they're just MEANER as marines a lil more edging than pleasure and they're just saying the most degrading things and ugh

..... some light threats with knives too bc YOU PUT THAT IN MY BRAIN AND IT WONT LEAVE OK

cutting the clothes off tracing around like tell us what we wanna know or elseeeeee (some light cutting too but marco can heal it it's fine)

I had this open for a bit but i'm sending it now so I don't chicken out xD I was hoping to give you a little more but for some reason my brain/to text is not cooperating, I'm very tired but it's still buzzing around in there so maybe... there will be more... if that's ok <33

I reread some of white out when I got home and... that marco moment... zen your mind.... I mean it was ALL good obvi but MEAN MARCO makes my brain melt

Kazi, my dear Kazi, I'm so so happy you were brave enough to send me this. You are so smart and your brain is so big, I have gone a little insane thinking about this, it's SUCH a good idea so now it's gotta happen. Congrats, you single-handedly inspired a sequel for White Out. I've copy-pasted all this down into a new google doc for later.

I have seen that art btw, and I've [redacted]--I mean, saved it to my computer for research purposes :] (The blood splatters? Are you KIDDING me? It's like it's specifically been made to torment me!)

I'm thinking you walk in on them dressed up and Ace is like "look what we stole! :D Want to try one on?" But you're too dumbstruck by the sight of them in uniform, and Izou catches on first, mentioning that he thinks you must like what you see, and you start to protest "don't be silly, of course not--" but then Thatch stalks over to you and cages you to the wall with one arm, leaning over you just to see your reaction. The look on your face is a dead giveaway, all wide-eyed and flushed, breath caught in your throat.

"W-What kind of pirate would be interested in such a thing?" you try to defend yourself.

"You tell me," Thatch grins, and then grabs you and hoists you over his shoulder, carrying you back to the others. "Look what I caught, you guys~"

"Thaaatch," you wiggle and whine, but it's so close to a whimper that they know they have you. "Not in front of the crew--"

He sets you down, and Marco pulls you close to him, whispering in your ear if this is something you'd be interested in exploring further in private. He already knows your answer before you even say it. All you have to do is look at him, and your dilated pupils tell him everything he needs to know.

[vampirerite]

high school teacher + demon killer au because ?????????

lots and lots of details below. i kinda went insane

TLDR Artoria is a Slayer figure so shes just really good at killing shit, but that also means demons and etc are just naturally attracted to her. Merlin helped raise her with everything she would need to be a killing machine, and has for several of her reincarnations, but with each one he felt worse and worse she didnt get a normal life even if it was for "the greater good". He still taught her how to defend herself but couldnt bring himself to railroad her into dedicating her entire life to it again so now shes a school Principal and he's head of the English department. He does everything in his power to make sure Artoria doesn't notice demon activity (she does, she notices it very much, but she remembers her past lives and is trusting Merlin to handle it and treating this like a vacation essentially). Merlin is responsible for properly banishing demons from earth when hunters kill them, as destroying their hosts or their demonic forms still gives them a chance to come back years down the line.

He noticed Izou (PE teacher) and Antonio (Music teacher) had affinity for demon slaying and pays them extra to help keep the school safe, because its a supernatural hotzone now from Artoria being there. Theres a lot more staff recruits (you can assume every other staff member in every department is in on it) but im focusing on these two.

Izou is back in his home town after feeling lonely getting pissed off at his mechanic job, and he just takes the PE position bc how hard can it be to teach kids to kick a ball. or run. He lives in Ryouma's extra room and also loved coming back to find out he was married, invited no one to the wedding, and also his wife is a benevolent dragon god demon that is a threat to the local frog population (she eats them but also accepts them as offerings for small boons) but otherwise harmless. Izou is no stranger to killing demons but his understanding of the magic behind it is pretty much zero, he'll just keep cutting until it dies. And if cutting it doesnt kill it, hes in trouble. His favorite student is Okita Jr, a young girl who's a bit outcast because she always talks to her imaginary friend Rengoku. but she actually "listens" to Izou's athletic advice, which makes him incredibly happy. She's the daughter of Okita and Nobu.

Antonio has always struggled with possessions and he foolishly made a deal with one named The Gray Man to get other demons off his back when he was a child. When summoned The Gray Man is in control and possesses his body, which lets him physically fight on level with a demon. This has its advantages, but unfortunately just being contracted to The Gray Man occasionally causes auditory and visual hallucinations. This means he needs someone to reality check him occasionally, which Mozart does regularly as his best friend and coworker. Unfortunately, Antonio's most frequent hallucinations involve killing him. When not using The Gray Man he can still conjure a silver sword thats especially effective against undead and cast minor bindings and offensive magics. He does not have a favorite student, but adores the group of children he teaches choir at the local church.

Asclepius is the school nurse whos crabby and intense and yet weirdly lax. if you show up saying you have a stomach ache he'll question you as if you murdered someone, looking for something strange or unique about the most simple injuries or nausea just in case it's tied to a demon or a possession. As soon as you pass his check he'll let you go home, even if you admit you were lying about feeling sick. Its not his business why you want to leave, just get out of his office. But also he's there for demonology research and is given his extra pay in demon corpses for research. He is also not defenseless, having rigged most of his office with some sort of trap or hidden weapon he can set off in case someone tries to steal research or corpses. A perk of him being eccentric is that no one questions why his office takes up the majority of the school basement. He also lives down there.

[doppoorochisimp]

I spent nearly two hours for this dumb joke, but it was worth it 🥴☺

(original design)

[spitfire-of-the-sea]

Holding on

Another little Ace x reader scenario. I SHOULD work. Instead, I'd rather contemplate dumb scenarios because they make me giggle. :D Mostly spittballing ideas here, of scenes I might like to put into a fanfic. This one is a mess, since I literally just typed it down and it's not beta-ed... but I hope you still find it amusing. =) Somewhat at least. No beta. We die like pirates.

Ace x reader; SFW

Napping during the daytime didn’t pay off.

Well, at least it didn’t anymore since one Portgas D. Ace had joined your crew. For one, there was a chance that somehow you’d end up in the middle of one of his I-will-murder-Pops-challenges. The chance was slim – usually, in some way, he tried his best to make sure to not cause collateral damage – but it was never zero. You’d know. Pretty early on after he’d been brought on board you’d taken a nap on deck and the next thing you knew your hair was singed and your little deck chair had broken down with you and Ace on top of it in a mess of flailing limbs and breathless curses.

A couple of months had gone by since then and things had changed – at least at this point the challenges were officially announced ahead of time and you had time to scramble off before you or your hair were in any real danger. You’d also started to notice that Ace was, in fact, damn attractive when he wasn’t spitting hissed insults like a feral cat backed into a corner. His freckles were damn cute and he was actually quite polite and nice, at least when he wasn’t talking to Pops.

Not that you’d ever admit it. You butted heads with him often enough, tired of his completely insane quest to defeat Pops and Ace’s complete inability to realize that it wasn’t going to happen anytime soon, if ever.

Hence, you’d done the sensible thing. You’d taken all those nauseating little feelings unfolding somewhere deep in your chest, fluttering up in your belly, tugging on the corners of your lips, and had stuffed them into a drawer labeled “Hard Nope” somewhere deep in the back of your head. Sure, sometimes they slipped out and you couldn’t help but watch him a tad too long or take it upon yourself to clean his wounds and bandage them even if there were so many other people around who could have easily done an even better job… but mostly, you managed. Distance helped.

However, all this had made you somewhat careless. You had gone back to your habit of taking naps on deck whenever you had an hour of time in between. As Marco’s assistant, you were used to long evenings and sometimes hectic days. The naps helped. You liked your naps.

They had gotten you into this situation, though: the situation being that you had been asleep when there had been a vote on who would be on Ace-duty today. Without the ability to protest, you had ended up being volunteered and so… here you were.

Ace-duty meant you’d have to keep an eye on him while you were on the island and that was a full-time job that allowed no mistakes. You’d have to keep him in sight at all times and make sure he didn’t accidentally light anything on fire, eat somebody out of a living without paying, blurt out his plan to kill Pops to the whole world (it was unlikely the pirate world would react with only mild amusement; most likely, they’d sense a sign of weakness and send tons of challengers and that would be annoying). Plus, you had to keep him from drowning in his food and starting a small-scale war.

Thatch had lost him sometime during a late evening only weeks ago and mere hours later you’d somehow ended up in the middle of a civil war between two villages. It had something to do with a shrine of some sun deity and half of the people started to worship Ace while the other half tried to kill him as an imposter.

The time before that Izou had simply not given enough fucks to take his duty seriously and from what you’d heard, Ace had eaten a whole restaurant empty, then fainted in his last plate and almost been buried alive by a very panicked middle-aged couple who were afraid they had somehow killed one of Pops’ sons and tried to get rid of the evidence.

So, long story short… it was your turn to watch Ace tonight and you would not let him escape your sight and cause mayhem. Spotting his bright orange hat in the distance, he was already making his way off the Moby Dick. You narrowed your eyes and cracked first your knuckles and then your neck. After a few stretches, you set off to catch up with him, simply vaulting over the railing and landing right in front of him.

He came to a halt abruptly, almost bumping into you and you saw his eyes widen for a moment. In the next one, a bright smile appeared on his lips as he regarded you.

“Oh, hey!” he said easily and watched you straighten yourself up in front of him. Your height wasn’t very impressive, you were smaller than almost everybody else on the Moby Dick. You were cursing yourself for miscalculating and jumping down too close in front of him, now you had to look up to him. You glared.

He cocked his head to the side, watching you. “Oh, well,” he said then, his smile growing as he reached out a hand and patted your head. “I’ll be off then.”

Patted. Your. Head.

Caught between the urgent feeling of your cheeks suddenly being on fire and the urge to slap his hand away because you were not a dog, you froze for a precious second. Words were piling up on top of your tongue, nonsensical and undecided and locked away behind clenched teeth. By the time you’d formulated a sentence, his warm hand had already slipped off your head as he moved past you and moved into the crowd. It was more reflex than conscious thought that made your hand snap out and catch him by his shirt, barely catching it by the hem.

He stopped again when he felt the tug, throwing you a confused glance over his shoulder and his warm brown eyes on you only made matters worse if possible. You stared at him like a damn idiot, unable to put together even the most rudimentary word combination. Something that vexed you to no uncertain extent, you were not usually so tongue-tied and that left only one conclusion:

It was clearly his fault. He made you look dumb. Or perhaps he made you dumb. Whichever it was, you didn’t like it. Perhaps it was the magic power of the physique he was displaying so generously, shirt open all the time and now even within reach. Damn his magic abs.

“Do you need something?” Ace asked finally and cocked an eyebrow at you, his eyes searching you before they dropped to your hand on his shirt.

Finally, finally, something came out of your mouth: “You have to stay close.”

His second eyebrow joined the first one, both now almost touching his hairline before he chuckled, hunching down to be on eye-level with you. Which made things so much worse. So. Much. Worse. You could basically have bumped your nose against his with only one step forward.

“Are you scared?” he asked gently and reached out again, patting you again. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep you safe.”

That did it.

You used your free hand to slap his away from your head, huffing and puffing. “I’m not scared!” you snapped. Despite your size, you were, in fact, not completely helpless! Sure, you were not exactly a top-tier fighter but you could hold your own well enough.

His smile softened and he nodded, dropping his hand. “Of course not.”

Oh, that guy ticked you off on so many levels. Like, why couldn’t he just fucking close his shirt?!

“I’m not!” you repeated and were very aware that you sounded like a petulant four-year-old. You took a deep breath, willing at least a few of your brain cells to stop registering the outline of his abdominal muscles and the V you could see trailing down into his…-

Damnit it! Again!

“I’m not scared!” you said for the third time and would have slapped yourself if it hadn’t made you look even weirder. “What I mean,” you continued immediately when he opened his mouth, “is that you need to stay close to me so you’re safe!”

Ace laughed at that. The bastard.

“I think I’ll be fine,” he finally said, mirth still making his eyes twinkle as he straightened again. “I think I’ll go off on my own tonight. I’ll see you later!”

You stared at him. He stared right back, then looked down at your hand on his shirt, and then back at you.

“No you won’t,” you said and tried to do so calmly. “Go off on your own, that is.”

“Why?” he asked.

“Because this island is not Pops’ territory, per se. It’s right at the border with Kaido and we don’t want to lure him out of Wano. It will be annoying to explain to the commanders why I let you bring a dormant volcano back to life just for shits and giggles...-“

“There’s a dormant volcano here?” Ace interrupted you, interest lighting up his face and you cursed yourself.

“No?” you tried and tightened your fingers on his shirt.

“So yes?” he asked with a grin and already looked up toward the forest-covered mountain not too far in the distance.

“Listen, we won’t go there,” you told him and quickly considered your options. “There’s a BBQ place just down the road, I’m sure you’re hungry. Let’s go there…!” You started walking in that direction and only realized after a few steps that you were holding his shirt in your hand. Only his shirt. Without him in it.

Pivoting on the balls of your feet you quickly spotted his broad back as he made his way through the crowd heading for the mountain. He’d simply slipped out of his shirt. Panic rose in you before anger quickly pushed it back down. Dropping the shirt you quickly sprinted after him, catching up just before he turned into a side-street and could slip out of your sight. Reaching out you curled two fingers around a belt-hoop on his trousers, jerking him back.

Still fully focused on catching up with him, you had not thought it fully through, and were not prepared for your motion making Ace stumble back a step and bump into you. Embarrassingly, you bounced off of him like a ping-pong-ball bounced against a wall and would have gone down if not for your reflexes.

“I said no!,” you told him firmly, your voice muffled by the hand you had brought up to tenderly feel your nose – you’d smashed into his shoulder with it and since the damn man apparently had the consistency of a brick wall, it was throbbing now.

“Ach, come on!” he whined. “I am just going to take a look, I’ve never seen one. I’ll behave!”

Which was a lie if you’d ever heard one. You doubted Ace knew the meaning of ‘behave’. Your fingers tightened around the belt hoop as you stared up at him. There was little doubt in your head that you’d not be able to contain whatever he could start at that volcano and you weren’t willing to give it a try.

“No! We’ll go and eat! You like food!” you told him and tugged. To no avail, he didn’t budge. Instead, his eyes went to your hand and you could see the cogs in his head turn.

“You want to strip out of those, too?” you snapped.

He lifted his head to meet your eyes and you didn’t like the grin on his face. You liked even less that you couldn’t help but drop your gaze to your hand and thereby his waistline and thereby the V-shape and thereby the thoughts of what if he actually stripped out of those…

“Why not?” Ace asked, the ever-present grin making pretty good progress in driving you up the wall. “Freedom might be worth it.”

Clenching your teeth you snapped your eyes back up to his. He wouldn’t. Right? Right?!

Deciding to call his bluff you leaned closer. “If you do,” you told him succinctly, “I’ll still have something to hold onto.”

For once it seemed as though you had succeeded in wiping that grin off his face.

[lale-txt]

(n.sfw) 🩲 OP chars reacting to you not wearing panties in public (afab!reader, no pronouns)

feeling a bit cheeky, huh? saw a chance and ran with it? can you sense the heat rising...? you want to show them so bad what a naughty little thing you are, don't you? go on, flash them a little. whisper all the dirty things into their ear. take their hand and guide them up your thighs in slow motion, feeling your whole body burning up under their touch. what do you want them to do?

a/n: so yeah uhm public play kink anyone

those who look around to see if anyone is watching (though they really don't care at all) and let their hand slide towards your core, dipping into the dripping heat of it with two fingers, smirking as you cover your mouth with two hands to surpress a moan as you edge on your climax

❀ Ace, Law, Killer, Nami, Perona, Thatch, Izou, Sabo

those who grab you by the hand and drag you to the next empty alley, bathroom stall or dressing room, wasting no time as they pull up your dress to get a better view of you, taking it all in before they start eating you out as if you were their last meal on earth; their tongue driving you insane and making you weak in the knees

❀ Rosinante, Rayleigh, Roger, Shanks, Denjiro, Thatch, Yamato, Franky

those who blush but don't pull their hand away, tightening their grip around your leg, their thumb rubbing the inside of your thigh in tiny, painfully slow circles. who is the bigger tease now?

❀ Sanji, Mihawk, Law, Marco, Usopp, Page One, Bartolomeo, Momonga, Boa, X Drake

those who stuff your mouth with your own panties they pulled our from your pocket as they fuck you pressed against the closest wall, groaning commands into your ear on how to behave when you're out with them, hoping you'll learn your lesson and do it again next time...

❀ Doflamingo, Hina, Who's Who, Kid, Kaido

those who take your hand and guide you too, showing you that you're not the only one who had that cheeky idea...

❀ Izou, Robin, Cavendish, Black Maria, Boa

those who let their hand rest inches away from your throbbing core, teasing you with whispered words what they're gonna do with you once you are home again (you bareley make it over the doorstep until they have their hands all over you, their own pants pulled down already, grinding their hard cock between your folds, making you beg for it)

❀ Marco, Paulie, Katakuri, Benn, Whitebeard, Iceburg, Garp

those who will pull you in their lap with your back facing them, letting you feel their reaction to what you just offered them, might feel extra cheeky and want to find out how discreet you can ride them in public...

❀ Rayleigh, Zoro, Sabo, King, Denjiro, Roger, Oden

those who pull you around the corner, away from the eyes of others, commanding you to lift your dress and show them the dripping mess that you are, watching you tremble and breathe heavily as you tease and rub yourself under their stern eyes to your climax, your juices dripping down your thighs when you pull your hand away to give them a good taste of you...

❀ Crocodile, Smoker, Lucci, Kuzan, Buggy

[cyborg-franky]

Heard you were having bad brain times and wanted some silly fun stuff, i gotchu.

How about some stereotypicallly basic white girl things op characters do?

Some ideas(feel free to add your own): loves pumpkin spice everything, says shit like "totes ma goats", lives for drama filled "real tv" shows, wears a pink tracksuit, watches Mean Girls religiously(the movie title is very literal,you don't need to have seen it), listens to Taylor Swift all the time, loves Twilight, eats a bagel for breakfast everyday, planned their outfit based on a white suburban mom's pinterest board

Just some ideas, hopefully this is fun and I hope you feel better soon💜💜💜

With love,

-Zell

May darling <3 I love this idea and I feel better and sorry this took a second.

I hope no one takes offence, I'm white as hell so like.. yes. [also we are all a little white woman aren't we, deep down there's a Beccy and a Karen lurking]

Marco  He’s the bitch that can’t wait for pumpkin spice to come around. He also showed up to Wano 20 minutes late with Starbucks which is pretty white girl of him. His Sphinx outfit looks like a mom coming back from yoga.

Ace Spends too long looking at TikTok. Daddy issues.

Thatch Drinks wine and writes smut.

Izou Goes and gets his nails did but spends the entire time gossiping about the bitch down the street and her shit haircut.

Law Is a huge twilight fan and spends hours online fighting about whose better looking that one guy or the other one guy. 

Rayleigh All around his home is ‘wine o'clock’ -  ‘everything is better with prosecco’ and has those bowls that say ‘bowl ‘plate’ and so on. ‘Live Laugh Love’

Buggy Would murder someone if they messed up his $80 extensions.

Hawkins I can imagine him telling Kaido he can’t go out and kill people because ‘uh don’t you know Mercury is in retrograde? I just can’t babes’

Boa ‘R U OKAY HUN?’ at every vague sounding Facebook post that's like : ( or ‘ugh’

Nami Is the person who posts : ( vague on facebook. Also, she’s a huge Karen, fight me. She would walk up to God himself and ask to see his manager. 

Thatch, Killer, Sanji Could spend hours watching episode after episode of ‘Real housewives of Dressrosa’ and ‘teen mom Grandline’ 

Zoro, Kid Post gym selfies on insta making sure you can see their protein shakes.

Nami, Vivi, Boa, Rebecca Do ‘Zumba’ and won’t shut the fuck up about it and makes it their entire personality for the three months they attend.

Perona ‘This car is powered by fairy dust!’  ‘princess onboard!’ ‘my other ride is a broom’ bumper stickers.

Whitebeard ‘My children are my world’ and the stickers that are stick figure families along the back of his van. Fighting a salesperson who gets paid minimum wage over 10 cents.

Hawkins, Drake, Izou Won’t leave the house before checking their horoscopes. 

Mihawk INSANELY LONG COMPLICATED COFFEE ORDER and will make you make it again if that milk is full fat.

Shanks Woo girl 

Sabo Sticks gum in someone's hair if they even mildly piss him off. Spends $400 on boots and never wears them. Oh, watches you make his drink like a hawk and before you make his second one 'Um excuse me, I ordered TWO drinks' while your still making it.

Queen, Black Maria At a restaurant ordering dessert ‘Oh I shouldn’t’ ‘Oh no babe, you deserve it’ ‘okay, I’ll be a devil and have a piece of that cheesecake’ BOTH GIGGLE

Doffy, Kaido Pink tracksuit bottoms and small dogs in their handbags. Shades and purses that cost more than your house. Roger Takes one sip of a beer  and acts drunk ‘I’m sooooo wasted guys omg’

Franky, Sanji, Roger, Thatch Crying over movies like  ‘Dirty Dancing’ and wishing they could be the girl and the lead guy is so hot omg.

Corazon "I'll just have ONE glass of wine" and the glass is the side of his head. or runs a bubble bath and drinks three bottles but it's not a problem it's self care.

Tag yourselves, I'm Marco with a dash of Thatch.

[300iqprower]

Hypothetical Rank Ups No. 40-42: Atalanta

Beyond Arcadia A -> Beyond Arcadia (True) A+

Increase Quick Card effectiveness for all allies (1 turn). Apply to Master [Wonder's Bounty] (5 turns).  Change current field to [Arcadia] (4 turns). - Wonder's Bounty: Gain 5 Critical Stars every turn. Excess critical stars (>50) carry over.  - Arcadia: All field types are active except for [near city]

Genuine question: Is it even possible to use a Beyond Arcadia boosted NPQQ as Atalanta against a full wave of 3 and NOT end up with an overflow of stars? I’m pretty sure it isn’t if everything hits.  So let’s finally fix that stupid issue of it being useless. I mean FFS the game goes out of its way to make it tally your extra stars as if they DID carry over like they should; lord friggin knows Quick needs it.  “Apply to Master” is a term I’m using for what apparently doesn’t have a precedent: An effect that persists for its duration regardless of what servant is or isn’t in play. You can swap Atalanta out or she can die, but the effect will remain active until those 5 turns are up. Yes I had something similar with Avicebro but didnt realize it’d be reoccurring at the time and having it side by side next to a field effect made me realize I couldnt call it Apply to Field. On that note, Arcadia. In myth it was a nature-utopia where Pan was said to live, and contained all sorts of mythical beings. It’s also based on a real region of Greece from which Atalanta hails and her Fate self takes that as part of her animalistic nature; the effect itself is the source of her incredible speed. You might think the name is a bit contradictive but the Japanese version is actually Crossing [to] Arcadia and both translations refer to the idea of Atalanta crossing any ground needed to return to it. This would be the “true” version in the sense she does return to it, creating a reality marble when a certain speed or amount of ground is traversed that embodies that mystical land. Because it’s a natural world of a phantasmal nature, it retains the properties of both natural field types and void space, meaning the only one not included is cities (And burning ones ARE included, wildfires have wild in their name for a reason!)

Hunter's Aesthetic C -> B++

Increase own Critical Star Gather Rate (1 turn). Apply Sure Hit to self (3 turns). After 1 turn, apply Sure Hit to all other allies (1 turn). Increase Critical Strength for all allies by 25% (2 turns). Apply Delayed Buff [Hunter's Mark] to self (1 turn). - Hunter's Mark: After 1 turn, if Critical Stars >50, further increase Critical Strength for all allies (1 turn).

And now for the other part of this, giving a special buff if you break 50 stars. Well, there’s clearly some other stuff too. On paper i get what they were going for with Hunter’s Aesthetic but it’s flat out mediocre in execution due to how the game has evolved. It’s meant to be like Izou’s Falcon skill where a low cooldown on a strong 1 turn gather grants a sort of rhythmic control over their crits. The issue is threefold though in that firstly as an archer Atalanta inherently has a higher gather rate whereas as an assassin Izou needs that gather reliability. Secondly Izou has an ST Arts NP whereas Atalanta has a huge hit count quick AOE with the world’s most excessive star bomb attached. Simply put Atalanta rakes in the stars by comparison regardless of Izou’s assassin boosts to star drop. Thirdly and most crucially is that Izou’s is on an insanely low 5 to 3 turn cooldown whereas Atalanta is at best 4 turns of cooldown for 1 turn of gather. Between these three things there’s no competition between the usefulness of Atalanta’s vs her peer’s. It’s also not even getting into Atalanta’s lack of any self-contained crit buffs. 25% isn't much but if you break the cap the scaling would jump to some pretty high levels considering they stack and all hits that turn would be crits, like an AOE Marksman if pulled off. Meanwhile we’d finally have a second Sure Hit Support unit, even if also an archer, which brings us to flavor. Atalanta did not slay the Calydonian Boar herself. That was Meleager, the prince who asked the Argonauts to help hunt the boar, and someone who was deeply in love with Atalanta. He was the one to deliver the killing blow, and offered its head to Atalanta as a gift. So why is Atalanta the one most associated with the death of the boar? Simple: She was the first one able to prove it could be killed. The boar was a divine being, sent directly by Artemis herself, and ran other heroes through like tissue paper. Atalanta was the first person who was able to shed blood from it and prove it could be killed, before successfully leading the hunt that led to its death. It’s the same here, she has an ability to ensure she hits her mark, and afterwards rallying a veritable firing squad of crits as she leads an ambush. 

So that’s why I gave her those in the form of that Sure Hit and a MUCH needed crit boost that can spread to allies if she lands that mark, so to speak! It results in these buff being obtuse ones with a focus on utility, ideally creating their own sense of rhythmic timing in conjunction with star gen + QQQ chains or her NP. When you have the right servants, Atalanta being one of them, 50 stars isn’t unfeasible, so that’s where the idea of the high scaling crit buff comes in. You break that threshold, you get to make sure those guaranteed crits HURT, but the low cooldown on such is balanced out by the fact you’re gonna need a specialized team if you wanna break that threshold with any regularity. What’s more we get a second ever Sure Hit support who unlike the other 4 star archer who has it WOULDNT be exclusive. That said, the duration is 3 turns only for Atalanta as the ‘leader of the hunt’ so to speak, and once her mark is set for a crit ambush the rest of the team gets Sure Hit as well for the crit burst turn Due to the low cooldown this also means at rank 10 you’d only have a single turn of downtime on Atalanta if you’re using the skill to keep Sure Hit up for an evade heavy fight. I was gonna put the self Sure Hit on her NP tbh but AOE Quick Archer with Sure Hit on NP is encroaching too much on Archer Illya for my liking. Speaking of her NP!

Phoebus Catastrophe B+ -> Phoebus Catastrophe (True) B++

Deal heavy damage to all enemies. Decrease Critical Rate for all enemies by 10% (3 turns). Decrease ATK for all enemies by 10% (3 turns). <Overcahrge> Gain Critical Stars. Deal additional Supereffective damage to enemies with [Weakness Found] debuff.

This one is up to you if you think it’s actually needed but the sheer redundancy of Atalanta’s NP drives me crazy. Like I said above I’m pretty sure it’s impossible to not get at least 60 stars with it against 3 enemies unbuffed. Why the hell it has star bomb is beyond me when it’s an 11 hit quick aoe and furthermore WHY DOESNT IT HAVE ANY OF ARTEMIS OR APOLLO’S EFFECTS?! It’s canonically her using both their power as a noble phantam! ....So I fixed that. From Artemis we get both of her NP’s offense debuffs but at half the scaling, while from Apollo we dont get Ignore Invincible or Ignore Defense (since she’ll already have Sure Hit) but it does get the niche Weakness Found supereffective damage at very high scaling (notably higher than Paris’s, in fact) to make up for the fact it’s intended for single target fights. Paris and Atalanta have inherent synergy with both being Quick focused archers with an evade in their kit, so this would have use for anyone willing to make use of Paris, and even without it we get the offensive debuffs from Artemis to add at least SOMETHING to her NP besides a mountain of stars.

[simp4ace]

☁️As promised... enjoy! You know Ace. The always cool-acting delinquent in Whitebeard's gang that looks really scary in fights, even though everyone knows how precious and caring he really is. You love seeing him get flustered whenever you tease him, always standing a bit closer to him in front of his friends, or hugging him in public. He's usually into PDA, but when you decide to take the lead, he can't help but feel flustered. "H-hey, it's me that should be doing this, you know..." He's so cute when he blushes and tries to brush you off, despite knowing that he wants to feel your arms around him more. It was one of these moments when you were alone with him in the classroom, finishing some class duties. Perfect opportunity to tease the boy™️ :3 That, until he stopped, and without saying anything, he gently placed his hands on your face, as he leaned forward. Standing on your toes to reach the freckled boy's lips, you gave in to his sweet touch and left your teasing behind, allowing yourself to melt into his kiss. It wasn't what mattered at that moment, you just couldn't resist his warmth. You didn't want to resist, after all. <3

I've been thinking about this all day. I've written this all over my books and notebooks. I'M GOING CRAZY OVER THE BOLD PART. At first it was just the latter but I decided to extend it to have a plot. FEEL FREE TO TAKE THE LAST PART AND PUT IT IN ANY PLOT U WANT <33 honestly if i read this 5 different fics with ever-so slightly different plots i would go insane every time. tell me what u think ashjkafhdjk

also, should i write a small intro for me so u know what kinda person ur talking to? just a few basic things :3 -☁️

HFVJFGFDJ GFJHJVDFVGD BRO BRO BRO IT'S SOO FREAKING GOODDDDD😳😭💗🥺❤ 💖😻

no, what, really, I was half-sleeping when I open Tumblr and when I read your message I was wide awake instantly omgomggg can't even help but smile foolishly that is SWEET AKAJKJCHS😍😍😍 also I note that you were writing high school au righttttt👀 WHICH MADE IT EVEN MORE PERFECT, you know me lmaooo (and and and I go crazy over the bold part too because YES)

Ace would be a blushing mess that's true🥺 he is more used to giving other love than receiving, so when you show him affection, especially in front of people, his heart swells three times its size and he felt like floating. like when you secretly hold his hand under the table in the class? omg he can't concentrate on what the teacher is saying anymore, all he knows at that moment is how soft your hand feels, how lovingly your fingers intertwine with his, how you rub his knuckles ever so gently that Ace just feels himself melting into your touch. or like when you run into him from behind, throwing your arms (and your legs) around him and cling to him like a little, adorable cat while he is talking with his friends, his face is literally on fire🙈 he gestures as if he is shooing you away as Thatch and Izou tease him playfully, but in fact, he just wants to have you hanging on his back forever. Ace also wants to shower you with kisses and hugs after that, as he always does (because the freckle is big into PDA yes! he finds no problem showing his love for you in public at all) but somehow he always becomes a little bit shy when you're taking the lead, and the fact that his heart is dancing wildly against his chest and his friends are throwing teases all around don't help at all. but when you two are alone in the class after school? oh dear, perfect timing to get his revenge on all your teasing today, sweet revenge that's it. so when you walk toward him with a mischievous grin on your face, Ace is quick to act, cupping his hand on your face as he leans forward, reaching for the lips he's been thinking of all day. And when he kisses you, it feels like coming home. You are, and always be his homeland <3

hhhhhhhhhhhhhh daydreaming about Ace is the best way to relax ngl thank you for the cutest scenario ever😌😌😌 and yessss, i'd love to know more about you if it's okk🥺

[cyborg-squid]

“In the first place, there's no theory for crossing swords. You just get absorbed in it and cross swords. That's a death match.”

I was just thinking about the Shinsengumi trio’s styles of fighting, and how while both Okita and Hajime have their own ‘ultimate techniques’, they don’t follow the sort of schools and techniques of other samurai.* Hajime does draw from older sword schools cause everyone needs to start somewhere, but ultimately his technique are something all his own through his very free spirited, free wheeling, freely drawn nature. Okita too doesn’t care about schools, techniques, or anything like that, saying that all that matters is fighting spirit. You can even see this a bit with Hijikata as well, for just like his historical self, he’s willing to move beyond katanas and use modern weapons and guns in order to win the fight. *(Historically, Okita, Hijikata, and Isami were members of the Tennen Rishin-ryū school (and was actually where the three met!) but FGO makes the cool design decision to not have that alone be the ‘core’ of their swordsmanship.)

Hajime also stands out as the most... battle-hungry of the Shinsengumi. He doesn’t have any sort of murderous rage or tendencies, or even a Berserker style battle mode like Hijikata does, but Hajime’s honestly pretty Izou adjacent when it comes to fighting. You have Okita as the cold-hearted and cold-blooded and cold-steel ultimate manslayer of the Manslater’s Club, you have the rip-and-tearing Hijikata living up to his role as the Demon Vice Commander, and you have the enigmatic and hard to read Hajime-chan cutting you up in ways you literally can never see coming. 

Like, most NPs (and Mystic Swords+Strikes) in Fate are about breaking time and space to hit you with a sword, but with the Shinsengumi... it’s like that but even more so? 

Like FSNs original Mystic Sword of Tsubame Gaeshi, Mumyou Sandanzuku cuts through space itself in order to deliver three simulataneous thrusts, but unlike Tsubame, Mumyou isn’t born out of the sort of endless practice, development, and swallow murder of Tsubame, it is instead just... the insanely quick Okita using her fighting spirit to launch herself through space itself to cut you bits, able to do so in defiance of wounds (like her tuberculosis or her cut open arm in Redline) and risks (like ending up in front of Nobbu’s guns in the first Redline fight). 

Hajime-chan’s Mugyou involves similar space-moving tomfoolery... except that it doesn’t! He’s not using sheer speed and launching himself and his blades at the enemy, instead it’s his entire ‘hard to read’ character being put to use. People can’t get an easy read on him (except me, of course) in normal scenarios, and neither can they in combat, with his Skills and Mystic Sword using that as he moves in the enemy. Which hand is his dominant? You can’t tell! How far away is he now? You can’t tell! Which hand is his sword in? You can’t tell! His enemy’s senses are fooled until literally the last moment when he’s upon them and cutting them to ribbons. His style is the “Invinvible Sword/ Undefeatable Swordsmanship”, not due to being some ultimate defense or super 1HKO, but due to it being one that is nigh-impossible to defend against. 

Hijikata’s NP is similar to Okita’s in that it not only acts in defiance of wounds and risks, but is actually stronger for them. Instead of defying ‘space’ to deliver the sword wielder to their target, this NP defy’s the users own body to do so! Hijikata’s NP and crits function around him being at low HP, the lower it is the stronger he gets, and the visual reprentation of it is him charging across the bullet-flying battlefield to hit the enemies head on! Berseker is the class that won’t stop fighting, won’t stop moving, until they’re dead--NO, Berserker is the class, the strongest class, that won’t even let that stop them!

Break the space... Break the senses... Break the body...

And then hit them with a sword!

[ankhposts]

Oooh if you’re taking prompts off that list, how’s about Random 11, “You’re insane,” “You love me,” “Not right now I don’t.” For AceDeu wahoo~

Thank you for the prompt! 😘

Rice Cracker Caper

It had been less than a day since Marco had pulled Deuce out of the infirmary and up to the main deck, nearly shoving him toward Ace and Striker and all but ordering him to tag along and use some of his stockpiled free time while the Second Division Commander went ahead of the Moby to scout out the island they intended to resupply at.

Deuce had felt a strange combination of delight and embarrassment at that. A whole day with Ace, back on the Striker just like they’d done after Sixis, the pair of them simply sailing and exploring. Embarrassment brutally followed, both from being literally pulled from his shift in the infirmary and from the way Marco’s eyes pointedly shifted toward Ace as he made his orders. Ace had been oblivious, of course, grinning brightly and tossing Deuce’s old bag at him, full of a change of clothes and plenty of snacks.

He’d wondered if maybe Ace had packed for himself and then shoved everything into Deuce’s bag by mistake, but then he noticed the brown leather of his journal in its proper place in the back pocket, and his chest warmed at the sight.

“Let’s go!” Ace declared cheerfully, jumping off the railing and down to the Striker with surprising grace, and Marco met Deuce’s gaze with an expression that practically screamed ‘Figure your shit out or I’ll tell him for you.’

He didn’t stick around long enough to test that threat. And if Ace had to reach out and practically catch him when he stumbled on the landing and nearly fell off the Striker and into the sea, well. He shot a rude gesture up at Marco, Thatch and Izou snickering at his sides, and then they were off in a burst of Ace’s flames.

This particular island wasn’t one under Whitebeard’s protection, but they were friendly enough to pirates who paid for their goods and didn’t start undue trouble. It figured there was a marine ship at the port, but if they minded their own business and did as Marco suggested in taking a night off, everything should be fine. Marco had shoved enough money at him for dinner (even enough for Ace’s appetite) and for a double room at one of the inns.

He didn’t take into account the fact that Ace tended to run toward trouble, and coupled with the fact that he seemed to recognize the marine vessel, Deuce found himself sneaking around the docks in the middle of the night rather than relaxing or catching up on well-deserved sleep.

“This is a terrible idea,” he hissed, watching Ace jump up onto the marine ship with ease and grabbing for his hand when he turned to help him clamber aboard. Ace flashed a white grin his way, and the moment Deuce was secure on his feet he turned to slip across the deck, peeking in a few porthole windows before he reached for a doorknob. Deuce grumbled and hurried to catch up before Ace could disappear into the depths of the ship and leave him all alone, and the smile he got in return was warm and proud and he did not blush at the attention. “What are we even doing here? I’m pretty sure raiding a marine ship wasn’t what Marco had in mind when he told us to scout and relax.”

“It’s just a bit of fun,” Ace whispered, leading the way down a darkened hall, counting the doors they passed before turning sharply through one, and Deuce was mildly surprised but mostly bemused to find them standing in the ship’s galley. He raised an eyebrow and leveled a glare, and Ace pouted. “Don’t give me that look, we’re just taking all the rice crackers and getting out.”

That was oddly specific. “And why would we do that?”

“‘Cause I haven’t had a chance to screw with my Shitty Gramps in like two years?” Ace said, clearly trying to sound innocent.

“This is Garp’s ship?!” Deuce nearly yelped, and an unnaturally warm hand landed over his mouth and oh, that wasn’t entirely unpleasant. Ace was standing close to his side, and when Deuce met his gaze he found a gleam in his eye, the younger man smirking.

“In and out,” he whispered, palm lingering over Deuce’s lips for another second before releasing him and moving confidently toward the secured cabinets. “Got your bag?”

Lucky he’d eaten all the snacks he’d packed on the trip to the island. Deuce huffed and threw it at him. Ace grinned as he caught it and pulled sleeves of rice crackers from the cabinets with unerring accuracy. There was quite a bit more than Deuce had been expecting, but Ace was done soon enough and returning to Deuce’s side in the doorway where he’d been anxiously half-watching for a marine patrol.

“Can we go now?”

“One more stop,” Ace murmured, and Deuce opened his mouth to protest but Ace’s hand took hold of his and squeezed, warmth running up his arm as Ace gently led him deeper into the ship. The room they entered was an office, an enormous desk in the middle of the space, and snoring that could rival Pops’s was ringing from the attached cabin. Deuce shot Ace a horrified look and the commander ginned, mischief in his eyes without a hint of concern. He tiptoed over to the desk, shot a rude gesture at the door the snoring was coming from, and then rifled through the desk to shove four more sleeves of crackers into Deuce’s bag.

He only stepped forward when Ace’s finger lit up in flames to match the spark in his eyes.

“What the hell are you doing?” Deuce hissed, darting forward as quietly as he could to watch Ace scorch a charred black spade into the wooden desktop before surrounding it with an outline of flickering fire.

“Aaaaaand done,” Ace nearly sang under his breath, keeping an eye on the desk for another moment to make sure it wouldn’t catch fire before sliding a stack of paperwork over to make it slightly less noticeable without hiding it completely. Then he grabbed onto Deuce’s hand again, beginning to pull him back around the desk and toward the door. “Okay, now we can go.”

The snoring stopped. Both pirates froze, exchanging wide-eyed looks as the previous rumbling was replaced by a snort and a huff, followed by annoyed grumbles.

“...who’s startin’ a bonfire a’ this time o’ night…?” a loud voice muttered, and Ace grabbed Deuce’s hand and yanked him toward the window, luckily a proper one rather than the usual porthole. Even more lucky, Garp’s office was over the dock instead of the sea, so Deuce didn’t have to worry about supporting Ace’s weight and swimming them both back to shore.

“Go, go,” Ace hissed, shoving the window open and urging Deuce through. There was the sound of movement from the other room, and Deuce dropped down onto the dock heavily, catching his bag as Ace threw it out before jumping himself, his back turning to flame to avoid the large hand that reached out after him. Deuce barely caught a glance of the Vice Admiral’s furious expression before Ace grabbed his hand, yelped ‘Run!’, and all but dragged him along as he hauled ass down the docks and back toward town.

“Brat!” Garp hollered after them, and then they were around the corner and crossing the village, Deuce breathlessly pointing at the inn he’d spotted earlier when they first arrived, and Ace got them a room as he fought to catch his breath. He should have been surprised or embarrassed to find only a single large bed rather than two, but there was still adrenaline shooting through him from their escape and all he could do was drop onto the mattress and laugh hysterically.

“You’re insane,” he finally gasped out, raising his hands to wipe at his face, and Ace huffed and dropped down onto the bed at his side, fiddling with one of the sleeves of stolen rice crackers.

“You love me,” Ace replied with an abundance of confidence and a cheeky grin, and Deuce’s heart sped up in a way that had nothing to do with their recent escape from an angry Vice Admiral.

“Not right now I don’t,” he said, quieter than he’d intended, and some of the humor left Ace’s expression while all of the fondness remained.

“Yeah, you do,” Ace whispered, abandoning the crackers to roll onto his side and brace his weight on one elbow to look down at Deuce.

“Yeah, I do,” he murmured agreeably, not remotely concerned about essentially just confessing to Ace. It was true, and he was still giddy from their stupid little adventure and running and laughing, and he wanted Ace to know. “I’ll definitely kill you if your grandpa comes after us, though.”

“Noted,” Ace acknowledged, and it looked like he might say more, so Deuce shut him up in the only way he could think of, cupping a hand around the back of Ace’s neck and pulling him down until he could seal their lips together. Ace sighed almost immediately, his free hand rising to hold onto Deuce’s hip in a tight grip, warm and steady and entirely perfect.

It would definitely be an adventure worth writing about later, if only for the way it ended, but for the time being Deuce’s journal laid forgotten in his bag by the door, along with all the stolen rice crackers.