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The Daughter's Return: Part 6

Truth or Dare

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Characters: female reader x Ace Word Count: 4k CW: A bunch of adults playing Drunken Truth or Dare. You know what's coming.

Just about everyone else was already on the roof. You hadn’t met all of the strategists, but you knew most of them from your previous time on the ship. A few people who weren’t strategists were there as well, but Bailey - the eighth division strategist, explained that commanders without strategists brought an extra person. Marco and Ace arrived shortly after you, with Kingdew, Haruta, and Clem, and the games finally began.

“Are we doing Commander and Strategist teams or commanders versus strategists?” Marco asked.

“Versus!” you shouted, sticking your tongue out at Ace and Marco. Marco cockily raised an eyebrow in response, but Ace quickly averted his eyes from you.

“Rakuyo, do the honors,” Ace said, holding out the deck of playing cards to his fellow commander.

You were practically bouncing up and down with excitement. This is what you had missed the most about being away. Family game night, with a little bit of an evil twist.

“Seven,” Rakuyo said, holding out the card. “Truth or Dare.”

“You pulled the card, you start us off,” Marco called. “Everyone knows the rules. You only get three truths, and then you have to start doing dares. If you don’t do a challenge, you’re out. Once a team gets down to zero members, they’re out. No targeting. Nothing super dangerous. You can be lewd, but nothing below the belt with other people. Got it?”

Rakuyo’s eyes went around the circle, looking for a strategist to pick on. You expected him to pick his own strategist, Ailia, but his eyes landed on you.

“Y/N, truth or dare?”

You snorted. “Dare.”

“I dare you to jump down on the deck, take someone’s drink from their hands and finish it, and walk away without saying any words.”

You laughed. It was creative, and slightly embarrassing. Rakuyo always went easy on you compared to the dares he gave others. Tonight, you were grateful for that.

You got up from your seat and jumped off the building, searching for the perfect culprit. You saw the perfect person as soon after a few steps. A spunky redhead with blue eyes. Uzzo.

You walked up to him and took his drink as if it were the most natural thing in the world. He was talking to a friend, and when you appeared next to them, both of them stopped to acknowledge you. You took his drink and downed it quickly, and then handed it back to him and walked off, glancing up at the roof to see thirty sets of eyes staring down at you.

“Hey, Y/N!” Uzzo called.

You picked up your pace slightly, refusing to acknowledge him. You stared straight ahead and kept walking until you were out of his line of sight, and then you climbed up onto the roof, giggling. A few of the strategists high fived you as you sat down.

Your eyes scanned across the commanders and you grinned mischievously. You almost called out to Ace, but he looked particularly gloomy at the moment. He was definitely in a funk, and you were certain you wouldn’t be helping his mood by calling on him. So you decided to leave him alone for now and picked your next best culprit.

“Thatch! Truth or Dare?”

“Shit,” Thatch huffed, and the rest of the commanders laughed. “Not risking it. Truth.”

“Which of the strategists do you want to bang the most?”

“Right off the bat, huh?” Thatch groaned. “I’m going to make you regret this.”

You took a sip of your ale, feigning innocence.

Thatch sighed, looking down the line of strategists. “Margot.”

You squealed with glee as Margot’s face flushed a deep pink. “I’m going to grab another drink, anyone need anything?”

“I’ll come,” Marco offered, grabbing his and Ace’s tankards. The two of you hopped off the roof and made your way to the keg.

“Dude,” Marco laughed. “You’re wasted.”

“You try having ten double shots of rum and let me know where you’re at,” you mumbled, fanning your face. You always got so hot when you drank too much too fast.

“You sure you’re okay hanging out on the rooftop? I know it’s Whitey’s last night.”

“You can't get rid of me that easily, Marco. Nice try.”

Marco held his hands up in defense. “I’m just saying.”

“I already told Whitey goodbye,” you said. You had to bite your lip to stop the tears from rising up again. “She told me to hang out with you all.”

“Alright,” Marco said, shaking his head.

There was a line at the keg, and you too stood quietly in it. It gave you time to think about the past few days, when it dawned on you.

“Is Ace mad at me?” you asked.

Marco looked at you for a moment, baffled at the bluntness of your question. “You should ask him that.”

You shrugged. “Okay.”

Marco laughed at your response. “That’s it?”

You nodded, and the two of you arrived at the keg. You quickly filled up all three drinks and walked back to the rooftop. As you arrived, you smoothly took Ace’s mug from Marco, and sat down next to him as you placed the drink down. He looked at you, with a mix of surprise and irritation, but you ignored it.

“Are you mad at me?” You tried to whisper, but it was loud enough for almost everyone to hear you.

“What?” Ace asked.

“Are. You. Mad. At. Me?” You annunciated every word slowly, in case you were slurring your words already.

“Can we talk about this later?” Ace hissed, his eyes darting around the circle nervously.

“Y/N!” Vista called out, and you turned to look at him. Almost everyone’s eyes were on you, watching you and Ace closely. “Truth or Dare?”

The conversation with Ace would have to continue later. Vista was one of the commanders who always made you regret getting his attention, regardless of whatever you chose. But choosing dare was too much of a gamble with him. You couldn’t get out this early in the night. You were the main eliminator of the strategist team.

“Truth.”

Thatch and Vista both sighed in disappointment. It was clear they had been plotting while you had been away.

“Tongue or fingers?”

“If I can’t have both, then fingers,” you answered, trying your best to appear unfazed by the question. You could feel your face burning, but you hoped that your already pinked cheeks were hiding most of your blush. A few mouths dropped open, so you had to assume your rouse had been successful, even if you felt like your heart was going to beat out of your chest.

You smiled, trying to steady your breathing in the process. “Namur, truth or dare?”

“Dare.”

Namur was a kind soul. He was probably one of your favorite commanders. So you felt bad doing this, but you needed to move this game along and end it quickly. You needed to retaliate against the commanders.

“I dare you to strip to your underwear and climb up to the crow’s nest.”

“Veto!” Jozu cried in rage.

“It doesn’t violate the rules we set,” Marco said, glaring at you. “We all know she plays dirty, but the rules are the rules.”

“Namur,” you sang. “Tick tock!”

“I’m not doing that,” Namur said. “Sorry guys.”

The game continued to go on, filled with stupid dares and strange questions.

“Why’d you kiss that guy earlier?” Ace finally mumbled to you. “Are you guys together?”

“What guy?” you asked, only half listening to him. Marco was spinning in circles, and you had to see if he was going to throw up.

“The guy who beat you in Five Shots.”

“Oh,” you laughed lightly. “Not together. He asked.”

Ace scoffed. “He asked?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you just kiss anyone that asks?” he demanded. He sounded irritated.

“Why?” you teased, leaning in so close that your nose touched his. “You planning on asking?”

He jerked away from you, his gaze darting between your eyes and your lips. His breathing was rapid and shallow, and you gave him a little wink before turning back to watch Marco.

You weren’t sure if he was still listening, but you whispered so only he had the chance of hearing. “I’d say yes, you know.”

If he heard you, he didn’t say anything. The two of you sat next to each other, both trying to avoid the weird tension that hung in the air until you were forced to move away from him due to Atmos’s attempt to make you uncomfortable. He placed you on Haruta’s lap, which you found quite humorous and very comfortable.

The night flew by, and the players began to actively dwindle down. By the time there were ten players left, you had single handedly gotten 5 commanders out, drank an additional 3 beers, and were still stuck on the twelfth commander’s lap.

A few of the commanders had paused to do a quick scheming session. There were only four commanders left in the game: Marco, Ace, Jiru, and Thatch; but all of the commanders were called in to discuss. Only Haruta and Ace were excluded from the group discussion; Haruta was stuck underneath you and had been unusually quiet since you had joined him, and Ace had gone to get more drinks after the last round. He had been gone for a suspicious amount of time, but as you were about to mention it, Clem spoke up.

“They’re going to play their Division Double Dare,” Clem grumbled. You didn’t know him well, but he was the sixth division strategist alongside Blamenco.

“Division Double Dare?” you asked, looking at him.

“Oh, right. You haven’t been around for it,” Clem said. “Each group gets one ‘Division Double Dare’. A division is selected, and both members have to partake in the dare. Whoever does the dare better or faster wins. The loser is out of the game, and the winner gets to bring in a player that’s gone out.”

“Not really worth it if you’re losing,” you noted. “Seems risky.”

Ailia laughed. “Not if you have Portgas D. Ace on your team. He’s never lost a Division Double Dare. It will almost certainly be you against him.”

Your eyes slid over to where the group was plotting quietly and your heartbeat quickened. Could you beat Ace in whatever they had planned? You wouldn’t be forfeiting, whatever the dare would be. But doing something better than your commander would be a challenge, and you doubted that they would be choosing something you would be good at.

“We want to do a Division Double Dare,” Jiru announced as Ace walked back to the group with drinks.

Ace’s face contorted in confusion at Marco. “Dude, you said-”

“Division Two,” Jiru said, looking at Ace.

Marco was looking at Ace apologetically, and your hair stood on its end. Marco rarely felt remorse when it came to competition. If he was feeling it now, it only meant something difficult was coming your way.

Jiru grinned, looking at the two of you. “I want a show,” he said.

You heard a few giggles from around the circle. Haruta tensed underneath you. It must’ve been code for something, but you weren’t sure what.

“Jiru-” Ace started.

The fourteenth division commander was savoring the attention being on him. Everyone was hanging onto every word he said.

“The two of you….”

“Please don't-” Ace begged.

“Full makeout session.” Jiru’s eyes moved to you, hoping to catch you flustered. “I want passion. Romance. Everything you’ve got.”

Your cheeks burned, but you refused to give him any more hints of embarrassment besides that.

“How do you pick a winner?” you asked, skeptical.

“We vote,” Vista explained.

You frowned. “That could be biased.”

“Going to forfeit?” Jiru asked, his eyes glistening with demented hope.

They wanted you out. If you were out and another commander came back into the game, the odds would be even. In the commander’s favor, even. You had gotten out more individuals than anyone else. You wouldn’t lose that easily. Your team was counting on you.

“You wish,” you laughed. “Am I allowed to get up for this?”

“Go ahead,” Thatch said. “You have to go back when you’re done though.”

You stood up, and walked over to Ace. He was staring at his feet, looking deathly pale.

“Ace?” you asked, snapping your fingers to get his attention. “Come on, let’s do this.”

He wouldn’t look at you. His eyes continued to watch a small spot on the deck, but you could see a panic washing over his face. He looked…frightened. And angry. More angry than you had seen him all night.

When he finally looked up at you, the emotions you suspected were confirmed. He was scared. And upset. You had to admit, you felt the same way. The last thing you wanted was to be judged on your kissing ability.

His mouth opened, like he was about to say something. You wrapped your arms around his neck and gave him a small reassuring smile. “Are you initiating this or am I?” you whispered.

“I can’t do this,” Ace whispered.

You laughed. “Ace, I’m sure you’ve kissed hundreds of people. I’m no different.”

“You are different,” he mumbled. “I can’t do this.”

“Ace-”

He pulled your hands off of his neck and stepped away from you. “I’m out.”

You heard small gasps from around the circle. You were too surprised to look at everyone’s reactions, but you imagined them all in shock. Ace shuffled away, his eyes still glued to the floor. You watched him go, hearing your fellow strategists behind you.

“I don’t think he’s ever forfeited a double dare before,” Ophelia whispered.

“He’s never even lost a double dare before,” Fossa whispered back.

“And he’s definitely done worse than a make out session,” Dell said. “Wonder if he’s sick?”

“Portgas D. Ace!” you screamed, frozen where you stood. “You coward!”

You could feel tears pricking at your eyes. You weren’t sure if they were from disappointment or embarrassment.

“I thought he liked her,” Blamenco commented. “Guess it was the opposite.” His words were met by a few shushes from the rest of the group.

“Damn, I can’t believe he dropped the ball on that one,” Jiru said. “Well, Y/N, who do you want in? Since you won, you get to pick.”

You didn’t even care about this stupid game anymore. You wanted to run away, to make yourself small and hide in a corner. You were afraid to turn back to the group, knowing they would notice your glassy eyes and new demeanor.

“Bailey,” you croaked out. “Bailey can come back in.”

You finally willed yourself to move, and you headed towards the roof exit. You couldn’t pretend like everything was normal. Not anymore. You had gotten the feeling Ace was upset with you, but you didn’t realize he was mad enough to throw a game.

“If you leave the rooftop, you’re out!” Jiru yelled, and you heard the immediate sound of someone smacking him.

“Dude,” Marco said quietly. “Let her go.”

You were enraged. Embarrassed. Infuriated. How dare Portgas D. Ace treat you like that in front of a crowd? How dare he embarrass you, tell you that you weren’t even worth a kiss. It was one thing to say it in private. But he did it in front of your friends, your family.

It didn’t take long for you to find him. He was standing at the stern of the ship, looking out at the dark sea. He was alone, thankfully, because you were about to make a scene.

“You bastard!” you hissed, storming up to him. “What the hell was that about? Am I really so bad that you can’t even pretend to enjoy kissing me?”

Ace took a long drink and turned to you. “Look, you won. Who cares how you did it?”

“Do you know how embarrassing it is to lose by forfeit to a man who’s never backed down from a challenge before?” you demanded. You could feel steam rolling off of your skin in response to your rage.

“I didn’t think about that, sorry,” Ace mumbled, turning back to the sea. “The stars are nice tonight, don’t you think?”

“I don’t give a damn about the stars right now!” you shouted. “Why the hell didn’t you kiss me?!”

“I didn’t want it to be weird between us,” Ace said, gritting his teeth.

“Why would it have been weird? It was just some dare!”

“Look, I didn’t want our first kiss to be some show for thirty other people, okay?!”

His answer made you pause, trying to figure out if there was a secret meaning within his words. Your rage was doused in an instant, and you could feel the mood shift. Maybe it hadn’t been irritation you had been feeling from him all night. Maybe it was jealousy.

“Well. There’s nobody around now,” you hinted, looking at your commander.

“No…” Ace took a step towards you, his eyes fixated on your lips. “I guess there’s not.”

You both stared at each other for a moment, a silent challenge for the other to make the first move. You didn’t back down, but you also weren’t planning to initiate anything. For a second, the two of you were stuck in a stalemate and you thought you had misread the situation, until finally Ace moved.

His head dipped down, and you closed your eyes as his lips pressed firmly into yours. You stood there, relishing in the frozen moment, and then Ace began to take charge. His tongue pressed against your lips, requesting entrance to your mouth, and you eagerly obliged. You could taste the alcohol mixed with a hint of something sweet like candy, and you swirled your tongue around his, desperate for another taste.

Ace let out a soft moan at your movement, humming against your mouth. Passion spread like wildfire through your veins, your skin growing warm and tingly at his touch. Your hands found his hair and became entangled in its strands, trying to pull him closer to you. You couldn’t get enough of him, and he pushed back against you with equal urgency.

His arms wrapped around you, and he carefully led you over to the side of the ship and hoisted you up on the railing. He kept his lips connected with you the entire time, only pulling away to make sure you were balanced on the banister

“You okay?” Ace asked, holding onto you tightly.

“Yeah,” you whispered, already leaning forward and pressing your lips against his again.

You could feel him smiling against you as he pressed his body against yours, and you spread your legs to allow him to get closer. He quickly closed the gap, his warm body grinding against you. His arms stayed wrapped around your back, anchoring you firmly in place. His tongue swirled around your mouth, exploring and pushing deeper into you. You didn’t care that you were running out of air. It was worth it to keep him this close.

He finally pulled away from you, and you gave a soft whimper at his sudden disappearance. The last thing you wanted was to be apart. You had done enough of that over the past few days. Now all you wanted was him.

“Ace-”

You tried to go back in for another kiss, but Ace’s lips touched your jaw line, and then he began to pepper your neck with gentle kisses. You gave an involuntary moan as he gently sucked on the nape of your neck; your fingers digging into his scalp to encourage him further.

He continued to mark your skin, alternating between soft bites and kisses that grew more intense with every gasp or moan you let out. You wrapped your legs around his torso, pulling him in and grinding against his core. You were starting to feel a bulge in his pants, and your heart rate picked up as his size hardened against you.

“Shit,” Ace mumbled against your skin. He gave an exceptionally hard suck against your neck.

You let out a shaky breath; that was certainly going to leave a mark tomorrow. But you didn’t care. It didn’t matter what his reputation was. If you could only have him in this moment, you would. Tomorrow things might be different, but you wanted the whole ship to know who you belonged to tonight.

“Ace!” Marco’s voice called out, and the sound of footsteps climbing up the stairs. “Are you up here?”

Just as fast as the passion had blossomed, it was over. Ace ripped away from you, and you struggled to keep your balance on the railing without him.

“Fuck!” Ace yelled, reaching out to grab your arm so you wouldn’t fall overboard. “Fuck, I’m sorry. Are you okay?”

You blinked a few times, trying to gather your bearings. The world still felt like it was spinning. You were drunk from alcohol and from Ace. To have one ripped away from you so suddenly made you feel cold and confused.

“Yeah,” you mumbled, shaking your head slightly to bring yourself back to the present. “Yeah, I’m okay.”

“Ace!” Marco called, looking around. Marco started towards Ace, and then froze when he saw you on the railing next to your commander.

What a sight the two of you must’ve been. Ace’s hair was a complete mess, and you had to have some variety of marks scattered across your neck from his advances. Not to mention the fact that you were both staring at Marco with a wild and slightly irritated look, and breathing heavily from your previous moments.

Marco frowned at you. “Come on. Bed.”

“Yeah,” Ace said. “I’m right behind you.”

“Not you,” Marco frowned at Ace and pointed at you. “You. Come on, let’s go.”

“I’m going to sleep in my-”

“Nope. Come on. I’ve got a mattress on my floor.” Marco planted his feet and watched you. It was clear he wasn’t going to budge until you followed him.

“Marco,” Ace tried. “It’s okay, really! I-”

“No.” Marco was firm and absolute. His eyes felt like daggers as he stared at you, waiting for you to move. He really was like your second dad, when you thought about it. He was always ruining your nights. “Y/N. Let’s go. Now.”

You groaned and hopped off the banister. “You’re no fun,” you grumbled, trudging over to him.

“Don’t wanna hear it.” Marco ruffled your hair playfully. His tone was lighter, but still stern. “Say goodnight, kids.”

You turned around and met Ace’s eyes. You couldn’t help but smile at his flustered face. Even when he was embarrassed and pouting, he was so adorable. “Goodnight, Portgas D. Ace.”

Ace smiled at your words. “Sleep well.”

“Won’t sleep as well as I could’ve,” you mumbled, rolling your eyes. You heard Ace chuckle, which made your heart flutter.

“Enough!” Marco let out an exasperated sigh and wrapped his arm around your shoulder to lead you down the stairs. “You’ll both thank me in the morning,” Marco muttered, mostly to himself.

“Doubt it,” you sang back, which prompted him to smack your head. You chose to walk the rest of the way in silence. It was later than you had realized, and a bed was sounding really comfortable now.

Once Marco opened the door to his room, you collapsed onto the mattress. “Let me grab some blankets,” Marco said. He made sure you sat down on the mattress and went to his closet to find some spare pillows.

You didn’t need them. You had always been a low maintenance night guest for Marco, but between your devil fruit powers and the after effects of the alcohol, you curled up and fell asleep on the mattress before Marco could even locate a pillow and blanket. By the time he turned around, you were softly snoring, a smile gracing your face.

Marco still did the same routine he always did when you slept over. He gently lifted your head and placed a pillow underneath, and then placed a few blankets on top of your sleeping body. He climbed into bed, watched you for a moment to make sure you were actually asleep.

“Night kid,” he whispered, flicking out his bedside lamp and finally letting himself fall asleep. It had been a long night, but at least it had ended with a win for Division Two.

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usopp-writes · 3 years

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And let's get to today's February prompt - dance.

Enjoy <3

Rakuyo x GN reader SFW Word count: 525

For once it was a quiet night on the Moby Dick. Everyone was probably still exhausted from the party that had lasted into the morning, leaving a lot of the crew with bad hangovers and the day had passed by in slow motion for them. You hadn’t been too drunk, you rarely were, so you just enjoyed the silence that didn’t come all too often.

Standing at the railing, watching the last rays of light, you sighed in pure bliss. Life on the sea was rought, but you got to see the world, got to experience the most beautiful thing nature has to offer and best of all, you were together with people that had become your family. They cared more about you than your blood family had ever done. A smile tugged on your lips, as you remember the day you said screw it and left them behind. You had never felt happier than you did right now. Content with the life you had now.

“It’s like the stars are dancing when you get to see them on the night sky.” Your thoughts were interrupted by Rakuyo, who had come to stand next to you. Smiling, you looked shortly at him, a blush tainting your cheeks red, though you were sure he couldn’t see it, as there was no light were the two of you stood. He was the man that had won over your heart, but you had yet to tell him it. How did you confess to one of the commanders anyway? He wasn’t even your commander, so it should be easy right?

A chuckle brought you ut of your thoughts again and you noticed that he was looking at you. There was something in his eyes that definitely was different, but you couldn’t tell what. He held his hand out for you and you wondered what he wanted of you.

“I didn’t get to dance with you yesterday, so will you do me the honor now?” He asked and you blushed, but did take his hand. You didn’t need any music, as he started to sway you around to a rhythm only he could hear. He was really good at leading, you had no trouble following him and you smiled. This was really nice and even if he wasn’t a great dancer, it was fun.

Your heart was racing, as he slowed down, though didn’t stop. He lifted your head, two fingers under your chin, so you would look at him. You felt as if your face was on fire and if he would comment on it, you would blame it on the dancing. However, he didn’t said anything about the redness on your face. What he said did caught you off guard, though.

“I did notice it, pumpkin. I’m not as dense as some might think or as others are, when it comes to the heart.” He chuckled at your confusion and then captured your lips for a tender and sweet kiss. It took you by surprise, but after a second ot two, you leaned into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck. You would never forget this dance.

#rakuyo x reader #self insert x canon #one piece character x reader #sfw #one piece #rakuyo x yn #dance #gender neutral reader #i know it's similar to the one i did with thatch #but i just love this concept #dancing and a confession

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library-of-ohara · 2 years

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@marco--the--phoenix requested

Hello friends, please don't feel you gotta but could I request comfort from Marco for a gn reader whose going through depression, negative, thoughts, feeling replaced, feeling they aren't doing enough? just soft birb affection and comfort from pineapple husband. Thank you all <3

Now who wouldn't want some comfort from this birb? I love writing for this pineapple birdie, so I hope you'll like how I write this dork. He's a real sassy sweetheart and this one turned out to have a lot of love in it, so shower in it.

This request was written by Didi [@usopp-writes]

Enjoy

Marco x GN reader SFW Word count: 675

As observant as Marco was, he did notice your mood drop, but didn’t act at first. Everyone had a few bad days; it was just natural and normal. That didn’t mean he was not paying any attention to you. No, this bird would at the first signs give you just a tad more attention. A hug, a soft smile or just giving you a cup of calming tea – Izo helped him with making it just right – was his way of telling you he knew you were feeling a little down and that he was there for you. At night, he would hold you close, letting his fingers glide through your hair and softly hum you to sleep.

Even so, the thoughts and feeling didn’t really leave you; they did get less, when he gave you the attention, only to come back tenfold. It bothered you. Why couldn’t you just enjoy and accept the love and attention giving, without feeling like a burden or that you were too clingy? You didn’t ask for his attention, his extra care, you knew that and yet you blamed yourself for making him give it to you. The contradicting feelings were eating you up and you tried so hard to hide it.

Soft blue hues gazed at you, as you sat in the armchair, a book on your lap, though while you did look at it, you hadn’t turned over the page in ten minutes, telling Marco that something was up. You didn’t seem to really be there with him, you were far away in the storm of emotions and thoughts that swirled around in your head, dragging you deeper into the dark abyss that always seemed to want you, wanting to hold you and take all your energy and positivity.

Marco rose from his chair and went to you, picking you up without using any effort. You let out a yelp, but he sat down on the armchair you’d just been sitting on, you on his lap and his strong arms holding you tight against his chest. You were facing him and looked into your eyes, his blue hues still soft and filled with love and admiration. Confused to the sudden change in his daily – no your daily routine, you sat there, blinking. This was unlike him to scoop you up like this, in the middle of the day where your brothers and sisters could walk into the office for whatever reason.

“Love.” His voice was soft, just as soft and loving as his eyes and you focused your attention on him again. “I see you and I see your struggle. You don’t have to tell me what’s going on, but it would help you if you talk about it with someone. Saying out loud the thoughts and emotions that drags you down, will help you get ownership over them. If you don’t know who you can talk to, there’s always me, Oyaji, Thatch and even Rakuyo are good at listening and helping you processes everything you’re going through, yoi.” He doesn’t want to push you; he just wants you to know that no matter what; he’s here for you, even if it means you can’t talk to him about things.

Lips are softly pressed onto your forehead, as he let his words settle into your mind, letting you think about them, understanding the love and care they carried with them. His lips moves from your forehead to each cheek, then softly pressed against your lips for a soft and short kiss.

“Do you know that you’re never bothering me? Love is not just about the good time. Love is also there in the bad times, even if it’s hard to see, hard to understand. I love you, now and always, yoi.” He smiled at you, before he captures your lips for another kiss, a tender and loving one, telling you even more than his words. You then knew that no matter what, you could always count on Marco’s love for you. He would always be there for you.

#marco x gn reader #self insert x canon #one piece character x gn reader #marco x yn #sfw #one piece #ohara library #didi answers

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thewildomega · 3 years

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Alpha Whitebeard x Omega reader X Whitebeard Pirates

Anon Ask: Hi there! I hope this message finds you well. I have to tell you I am completely in love with how you write for Whitebeard. Especially your A/B/O writings featuring him! ( I also really enjoyed the Shanks one that was requested a bit ago as well) In your Alpha Whitebeard Pregnancy HC you hit me with Marco call the reader 'Ma' and WOW I melted. Because even if they didn't have biological children together they have plenty that they'd both happily call their own. Which leads me to a request if you don't mind, (and if it's something you feel comfortable with writing that is). May I please request headcanons for Alpha Whitebeard with an Omega reader who is absolutely smitten with, and dotes on their sons. And their sons not so subtly playing favorites with her? Again if thus isn't something you feel completely with or don't feel inspired to write than please feel free to ignore this. Thank you dear! 😁

Being the all in all mother to more than 100 foster children may seem like a bit much to anyone else you wouldn’t trade it for the world. Besides being an omega make you all the more willing to play mother.

Marco was you and Edward’s first ‘son’. He was the one who convinced you that yes you wanted this, you wanted to be a mom.

After years of being claimed by your alpha and not bearing his pup you were depressed. An omega that couldn’t seem to give her alpha children of his own had no true purpose.

It hurt Whitebeard to see his omega look down on her self in such ways and nothing seemed to help, not even when he told her it could be him that was causing the problem.

As he set out to make his own crew it had to be some higher power looking down on him and his female the day he found the little blond haired boy with no family of his own.

It took no time at all for your mother instincts to kick in and before anyone knew it you were known as ‘ma’, mother of the whitebeard pirates.

Whitebeard loves seeing you with your boys but he does get annoyed when you won’t allow him to get on them when they need it.

The first time he went to get on Marco for doing something stupid his little omega was quick to come stand in front of the boy with her hands on her hips and her eyes glaring daggers at her mate.

The two of you often get into little bickers about how you ‘spoil’ your children.

As much as he hates to admit it those are the battles he almost always looses.

The big man can only grit his teeth and glare as you calmly tell your adopted pups that they shouldn’t be doing that or think more wisely, the little shits giving him small smirks when she isn’t looking.

They know, oh they know they can get away with murder with their mother and she will always be there to back them up.

Overall he wouldn’t trade his family for the world though and it does warm his heart to see her smile so brightly.

Your children are just as protective over you as your alpha, they don’t even need to be told, if a battle rages out you are quickly lifted up and carried away to safety.

Their protectiveness doesn’t stop on with other crews, on rare occasion that your own alpha has to punish you he can expect to get the cold shoulder from most of the boys who are always on your side. (Marco, Thatch, Rakuyo, Vista and Ace) are the main ones.

Don’t even get him started if he makes you cry, might as well just say it’s a mutiny.

However they are also there to help him with ideas on gifts and such his omega may secretly want. The crew is good for putting together special date nights for their parents.

If ever the both of you have a pup of your own you can best believe the whole crew is overjoyed but also some are a bit worried, does that mean that they will no longer be your children? Will they be thought of less?

HELL NO!

Marco is the best big brother. He knows when it’s time to play and when it’s time to be serious. He along with the rest of the crew doesn��t mind pitching in when their ma and pops needs alone time. If anything they will try and push you both to spend ‘quality time’ together more in all hopes they will get another sibling out of it.

The Whitebeard pirates are one big happy family.

A/n: Hope this is okay. Sorry it took me so long. Thank you for requesting something with the big man.

#Whitebeard #Whitebeard pirates #young whitebeard #whitebeard one piece #one piece whitebeard #edward newgate #edward newgate x reader #young edward newgate #Alpha x Omega #alpha beta omega #alpha whitebeard #whitebeard headcanons

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holykillercake · 4 years

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Piña Coladas

pairing: Marco x Reader

word count: 2k

summary: You are loyal to your captain and your team, so you would do everything to win. Even shoot your boyfriend.

highlight: ¨I don´t like when your tattoo is covered.¨

warning: implied smut

notes: Guys, I really want to thank each and every one of you for the love and support <3 Also, picture this as a crossover between laser tag and paintball!

𝕷𝖊𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖘, 𝖗𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖘, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊!

¨Ok, assholes, listen up!¨ your freckled captain uttered loudly due to the music blasting outside of your headquarter. ¨They have Haruta and Speed Jiru, those sneaky bastards, so we´re gonna have to be careful here, ok? They also have an extra person compared to us! So focus the fuck up!¨

The Whitebeard Pirates made a strategic stop at the Sabaody Archipelago for provisions, which meant that it was time for the Division Commanders and Whitebeard´s left-hand and only daughter, you, to engage in your periodic Bubble Laser Tag battle.

The teams were sorted out, and one would always have an extra member. The team captains were for the first time, Ace and Marco. And despite loving the First Division Commander, you were obliged to take a vow to serve and honor your team and your captain as long as the game ran.

¨Y/N you´re the faster one here and the smallest, so I´m counting on you.¨ you saluted him ¨Izo, you´re the best sniper we have, so place your freckled butt in a strategic place and shoot the fuck out of those motherf-¨

¨OI, OI, OI, OI!¨ all of you shouted at Ace.

¨Calm down, cowboy! Don´t you think you´re taking this far too seriously?¨

¨No! Do you know when was the last time I was captain?! And do you know how many losses in a row I have?! This is my pride, Y/N! You´re with me or against me?!¨

You couldn´t face him without laughing, he was just so stupid sometimes. But you made sure to let him know that you were on his side - not that you had a choice, though.

The teams were called The Bird Brains and The Freckled Butts. Yes, the captains chose each other´s team's name, and naturally, nothing good could come out of it. The worst part was having to run around with a tag that said ¨Freckled Butt¨ on your gear.

In Ace´s team, you had, well, you, Thatch, Izo, Fossa, Namur, Blamenco, and Kingdew, and in Marco´s team were Vista, Haruta, Speed Jiru, Atmos, Curiel, Jozu, Blenheim, and Rakuyo.

¨They will definitely use Jozu and Atmos as sacrificial lambs to get to us.¨ Thatch pointed out.

¨Ok, so we´re leaving them to you, Izo.¨ Ace spoke.

¨I´m guessing Haruta and Jiru will be doing the same as Izo, hiding somewhere and making surprise attacks.¨

The rules were pretty simple:

1) No Devil Fruit ability could be used. Not after Ace almost burned the entire place to the ground once.

2) You didn´t have to stay on the ground. You could use whatever you had at your disposal to climb the walls or even the ceiling.

3) If the captain is out, the team is out.

¨Ok. So, Thatch, you´ll cover for me; Namur will cover for Blamenco, and Kingdew will cover for Fossa. Izo and Y/N will go solo.¨ you furrowed your eyebrows.

¨Wait, I´m not covering Izo?¨

¨No, Y/N. You are our special pawn.¨ he said in a devilish and malicious tone. ¨I said I want a glorious victory this time. Your job will be to end this game as soon as possible.¨

¨Still not following, Fire-Fist.¨

¨We´ll make sure no one gets to you while you go find your birdie and end him!¨ he burst in a maniac laugh.

¨You really think Marco is that stupid?!¨

¨No, but he´s a man, Y/N.¨ you gasped, outraged.

You faced your crewmates, all of them smirking at you.

¨What are you now, a pimp?! Izo, say something, defend my honor!¨

¨I would Y/N, but not only he´s my captain today... he´s kinda right.¨

¨Besides, we´re all very familiar with you guys getting business done.¨ Thatch rested his arm on your shoulders. At this point, internal bleeding caused by severe embarrassment was killing you not so softly.

¨You know what? I think I´ll kill you all first!¨ you threatened the commanders.

The entire arena turned red, and a loud 10 seconds countdown began. You put your goggles down and tightened your grip on the gun, comrades doing the same.

¨We´re counting on you, Y/N. Put your freckled butt to work!¨ Ace said and stormed out before you could beat him.

Still analyzing his request and your options available, you decided to stay hidden in the shadows. Head down, and powder dry - or paint wet.

The music was so intense you could feel your lungs vibrating with every beat, sometimes knocking the oxygen out. The whole place was dark with colorful light beams flashing in every direction.

After 5 minutes of resting in the shadows, you opted for what you thought would be the best thing to do, plus you had the benefit of being smaller than those brutes, so you fit in places they didn´t.

And you just had found yourself the perfect spot right behind the stage lights at the top of the arena. Getting up there was a little tricky, the light rays almost blinded you - plus the risk of you being caught - and you were not sure you could hide there. Technically it was not against the rules.

¨If I were a hot birdie piña colada, where would I be?¨ you tried to channel into your lover´s brain.

That was actually a good hideout, you spot many of the commanders running around the field. You loved how they took it seriously as if their lives depended on it.

A loud buzz played every time someone was eliminated, although they didn´t say from which team unless it was the captain. You´ve heard zero buzzes so far, showing how inspired and determined they were.

You finally decided to follow your captain´s order when 10 minutes passed, and no one had gotten eliminated. Your stomach craved for food and you were really bored.

You´d always choose the biggest arena since guys like Kingdew and Jozu wouldn´t fit in the normal one. So this one was larger, taller, and had more obstacles. Bubbles in all shapes and sizes, picturesque barricades, and tricky mirrors. Finding Marco was going to be tough... if you didn´t have a card in your sleeve.

Again, it was not against the rules, and you wanted to eat something. Besides, this victory was more meaningful to Ace than to Marco. So you took your lover´s vivre card from your pocket and placed it on your palm, waiting for it to guide you.

¨Bingo!¨ you spot a fluffy pineapple crown not so far from you. The problem was to reach him before he moved again.

Your plan was not to shoot him from the distance, you knew better than that. You were going to approach, engage naturally and eliminate the target. Based on the field, the track he took so far, and his usual train of thought, you had a good guess of what he was planning to do.

The path he was taking led you to believe that he was advancing towards a barricade, a good place to hide, but that would offer him no visibility of his opponents. Was he planning to lay low while the rest of you killed each other? That didn´t sound like him.

The job that had been entrusted to you within the Whitebeard Pirates was to analyze each mission´s goal, come up with several different plans of approach - or attack - and predict the possible failures or setbacks. And you did all of that alongside Whitebeard himself, and all sixteen commanders. So, to guess the strategy Marco was going for would be easier than steal a child's candy.

Well, actually, you were able to guess his final destination, not his strategy.

Without losing any more time, you ran and hid behind the barricade, waiting for your boyfriend to arrive.

¨Whatever.¨ you thought.

¨Don´t shoot!¨ you squealed and threw both hands in the air.

¨Really, Y/N? This is how you play?¨ Marco asked, putting his gun down.

¨When I am hungry, yes!¨ you bent slightly, faking an exhausted state.

¨What are you doing here, yoi?¨

¨Looking for Izo, I was supposed to cover for him.¨ you struggled with the weird sensation of lying to Marco.

He hummed and leaned against the wall, wiping a bit of sweat off his forehead. The lightning was awful, but it was enough for you to see his messy hair and those lazy eyes that made you almost forget the mission.

¨Why are you staring, yoi?¨ he gave you a smirk and a quick nod.

¨Nothing. Uhm...¨ you bit your lip as the butterflies started to go insane inside of you ¨...it´s so rare to see you carrying a gun...¨

The first commander watched you with a raised eyebrow and a playful grin ¨Yeah, so?¨

The two of you entered a parallel universe, the lights changed according to the muffled beat of the music. And it was hot. Flaming hot, burning hot.

Your breath was slow but heavy, and your mouth ran dry with adrenaline on your veins. Not because of a stupid plan or stupid game but because he made you lose whatever control you had over your body and mind.

You let go of the gun and raised your hand until your fingers touched the skin of his face, tracing a slow path to his parted lips. He watched you like you were a rare creature, an angel forgiving his sins or a siren taking his life. His large hand held yours, and he placed kisses on your fingers, the same fingers that would pull the trigger by the end of this. You wondered if he already knew.

Marco hooked his finger on the belt holders of your jeans and turned you, making you hit the wall, and oxygen left your lungs in a puff. Didn´t take long until he attacked your neck, tasting your salty skin. Your fingers pulled his hair as your body arched involuntarily, cold shivers reaching every part of you.

His eyes were soaked in lust when he stopped marking your neck and stared at you like a hungry predator. Your teary eyes traveled to his chest looking for his tattoo, but it was covered by the stupid gear.

¨I don´t like when your tattoo is covered.¨ you spoke.

He leaned to your ears and said in a whisper ¨Then uncover it.¨

He was teasing you, he knew what you were supposed to do and was torturing you.

¨I-I can´t...¨ your voice came out weak ¨I... I have to-¨

¨What, yoi?¨ his grin was malicious.

¨I have to shoot you.¨

Marco leaned again, getting really close to your lips but never touching them. Instead, he took your paint gun and put it in your hand. You laughed, asking yourself if you truly believed you would be able to fool him. He gave a quick kiss before stepping back so you could end your mission.

¨You really don´t mind letting Ace win?¨

¨Ace can have the victory.¨ he shrugged ¨I have something better, yoi¨

You blushed with his comment, and fireworks exploded in your chest.

¨I love you, bird brain.¨

¨I love you... freckled butt.¨ he laughed, probably embarrassed for the name he chose.

¨This is going to hurt me more than it will hurt you.¨ you raised the gun to his gear.

¨I hope so, yoi.¨

¨Ready?¨

¨You know I´ll make you pay for this later, right, yoi?¨

¨I´d be disappointed if you weren´t planning to.¨

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hkshirayuki · 4 years

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THE MYTHICAL CREATURE 2

Marco x Reader

Genre:Fluff

"that's right, I'm a pineapple human... Who the heck you calling, Pineapple human yoi! "

Y/n were to shock that she faint. Marco finally realized that he turn back to his human form. He was only happy that he is finally back. But he couldn't leave you be. So he just carry you back to the boat and sail to where is his ship.

"Oh your finally back, Marco" his crewmate greet.

"yeah, I am back, Where is Oyaji? " Marco asked.

"Oh if your looking for oyaji his having a feast in the deck, By the way whose the chick?"

Marco just stop out of his trance as he glance back at your unconscious body.

He just sigh as he carry you with him.

Thatch just send a sexy whistle at Marco.

" Oyaji! Marco bring his girl with him" thatch announced as for his pesky siblings. Just gather around and give you and him a curious look.

Thatch just nudge him as he asked.

"so how's your days with her? Did you have fun?" Marco were only irritated. But he wouldn't admit that he was in his phoenix form and couldn't return back so he was treated as a bird pet. By you which is humiliating.

"Yeah, very fun" Marco said while gritting his teeth under his words.

"come on, share some details" thatch said and he just glare at him to quiet down. Marco is still carrying you in his arms.

Whitebeard just embrace him as a welcome back. Which woke you up. Finding yourself between the chest of Two unknown people.

Y/n were shook to the bone as she jump out of his arms.

"Where am I!?"

"Well you sure, did find a lively lady, Marco, Gurarara" Whitebeard said.

"yeah, But why are you drinking alcohol again! OYAJI! Your not supposed to drink sake! yoi" Marco said as he scold them for letting there Dad drink when he isn't allowed to drink due to his condition.

Y/n just find herself. Out of place as she doesn't understand what is going on? When she remembered that Marco is Ao. The phoenix...so she just point at Marco which is currently scolding the whole crew.

"Your really a Human, Ao!? I mean Marco, right?"

Marco stop his nagging, and his Pops and the rest of the family just give her a curious look. Marco soon were found beside you as he put a hand in your mouth to prevent you blurting the stuffs he didn't want for them to know.

" He sure grown up now, Man, I'm so jealous!" Thatch said.

"I told you, Marco wouldn't be please to know that Oyaji drink" Izo said.

"Come on, We all know he will still do it, even Marco his personal doctor banned him, after all were talking about Oyaji here" Vista said.

"I agree" Jozu said while nodding his head. Izo just sigh to himself as he is also worried to Oyaji's well being.

They all do, its just they inherit there stubbornness from there Oyaji.

Marco just bring you to his room.

"Where are you planning to take me!? Ao? I mean Marco?!"

"To my room"

"what! No! Explain it to me here!"

"Fine, I am a devil fruit user and eat the rarest zoan type, Model phoenix yoi"

"then your really a human?"

"yeah, I am, yoi"

"so... When I was talking to you, you understand it?"

Marco just nod as a response and y/n sudden gasp and remember something that make her flustered and ashamed to herself. She only covered her chest.

"Does it mean... Even when the time I change my clothes in front of you..." Marco just recall and Blush as he apologies for unintentionally crossing the line.

"no, its fine, it was my fault for being careless, So...umm, I'm sorry for treating you like a bird that time"

"Yeah, can't blame you for that as I was making bird noise only, yoi"

"By the way, why did you bring me here with you?"

Marco just rub the back of his neck.

"I just want to asked a favor, if its okay that yoi"

"Hmm?"

"Just don't talked about the whole bird story, yoi"

"Ah, I see, sure"

Marco just sigh in relief as the two walk out of his room.

The whole crew just give them a sly grin.

Marco just glare at them while y/n just smile in returned, she wave at them awkwardly.

"Is this seriously a pirate ship, your not gonna sell me, Right? Or do something bad?"

Marco just sigh at what you asked.

"we don't do those stuff, yoi" Marco said and hope it reassure you.

"I see" y/n replied as she grin at him.

Marco just look away as he isn't never used to you smiling at his direction. It make him feel mushy inside. The moment he look away, The whitebeard pirates just gather around as they warm welcome y/n to there ship.

As soon she had interact with them, she can sense there different from the pirates she had encountered in the sea.

"I'm quite overwhelmed, To think I'm currently on the same boat with the famous Whitebeard,It's an honour to be in your presence" y/n politely said as they laugh and tell her that she didn't have to be polite nor formal with them.

Whitebeard only laugh at how formal you are. Y/n just felt embarrassed but smile at them and replied "Okay"

Thatch just put an arm around your shoulder as he offer you, A Food he had cook. He will sometimes joke about something that you laugh as you find it funny. Marco only join the fun after he had released his anger.

Whitebeard just asked Marco about how was the week with you. Marco, Of course, just give him a pretty lie.

"Gurara so your the little girl that Marco spend his whole week with, Tell me Little girl, how was My son?" Whitebeard asked.

"He was smart and a Gentleman even he is in his bird form" y/n blurted out and Like that they stop in there trance as they were curious.

"Interesting, Tell us more details,

y/n-chan about the bird form" Thatch said with a very sly grin in his face.

Y/n were going to tell them everything as she is already drunk. When Marco overheard about it, He just covered your mouth with his hand to prevent you from telling the lame truth he want to hide as his secret.

"She is clearly drunk, yoi" Marco thought still covering your mouth with his hand, when his Pops speak

"Bird? Did The two of you make love, Your too young to do stuff like that, Marco" Whitebeard unamused said before chugging his sake.

Marco just blush as he clarify himself.

"What no!We didn't do that pops!" Marco hastily replied and putting his hands up like a gesture of surrender.

"Then what,did you two do then?" Whitebeard narrowed his eyes at his son.

"We were just getting to know each other, like that yoi" Marco said. As it was the truth, y/n observed him, she research about what kind of a bird species he is, It's more like you getting to know him more.

"Your currently blushing, Marco" Izo said.

"I am not, My face is only flushed because of the alcohol in my system, yoi" Marco replied.

"Really, Doctor?" Thatch said.

"Ao and I are Friends, pretty blue bird" y/n said in her sleep as she nuzzled to Marco's chest.

They only raise there eyebrows at him.

"Getting to know, each other huh?!" they all said. Marco only face-palm at himself as the last thing he wanted is to be the tease subject of the Whole Whitebeard pirates.

"I told you, yoi, its not like that" He said.

"Hold on? Who is Ao?" Thatch asked and they look at him.

"Stop giving me the look yoi! Let me bring her to the guest room"

They only pout but comply to what Marco said as they all call it a day.

Marco just bring y/n to one of there spare rooms in the ship.

"Geez, I almost got caught, yoi" Marco said to y/n that is completely asleep.

While he tuck her in bed and go to his own room.

The next day

Marco only woke up by the lively noise, Coming from outside his room.

"Morning" Marco said in a sleepy voice.

"Morning Marco" Izo said as he greet him back. Marco only sit beside him.

"Marco! Your awake, its very rare for you to oversleep" Thatch said as he was giving Marco a gesture.

"Seriously, Thatch" Marco and Izo said. As they both understand what it means and Thatch just laugh.

"I was just messing with you, so how's your sleep?" Thatch asked at the same time he give Marco his breakfast.

"Not that bad" Marco replied before eating.

"About y/n, Marco, Oyaji just asked if she would like to be part of the family" Izo said.

"I see" Marco said before he eat a spoonful of his breakfast again. He was still sleepy so he didn't quite understand.

"We got ourselves a sister now" Thatch happily said in front of Marco.

Marco is currently chewing the food inside his mouth. At the same time he is processing what Izo and thatch said. After processing it he spit his food and choke.

"wh-What!? Oyaji did?" Marco surprised asked.

"Why me" Thatch said as he wipe the food and spit in his face.

"I should have know, you were half asleep to understand it" Izo said offering Thatch a clean cloth to wipe the spit food in his face.

"Where is Oyaji?" Marco asked.

"His in the deck with the rest" Jozu said.

"Thanks" Marco said before leaving them.

Marco just walk towards the deck, only to see how his family enjoy your accompany. It looks like you were asked about your adventures in the sea. After telling them one of the embarrassing and funny moments that happen to you.

"Gurarara, You sure have a One of a kind adventure there, Little girl"

Y/n just bashfully scratch her cheek. While Vista, Rakuyo, Fossa just laughed along with there oyaji.

Vista just notice Marco and walk towards him, And put an arm around his shoulder.

"Marco, good timing, you just arrived at the right time, Oyaji was looking for you" Vista said and Marco just nod his head, and the two just walk towards Whitebeard who is still laughing about y/n's story.

"Marco, where did you find this lively girl, I like her" Whitebeard said with a laugh.

Y/n just blush and thanked Whitebeard for the compliment.

Marco doesn't know what will he react to his Dad statement. You get easily blend in to the whole crew for only a day.

And they are already in favor of you.

Marco just respond with a nervous laugh. "In the ocean, pops just drifting around yoi"

"Oh so it's love at first sight~" Haruta said. The others just smile in a very scheming way towards Marco.

Y/n just tilt her head, as she is oblivious about how Marco's siblings are to him.

Whitebeard just enjoyed seeing how his family tease each other.

" Damn it, Shut up, There is no Romance between me and her, yoi!"

"Yet" Whitey bay added and they all agree.

Marco just look like his going to produce steam of heat from his head.

"You sure guys, get along" y/n said unaware that she is involved.

"We got ourselves a cinnamon roll sister, That's so cute" they all thought and marco just neglect all of there accusation.

"you sure, Charm them all, huh... Young lady" Whitebeard said.

"I don't know... Did I? Really? I have no idea" y/n replied.

Whitebeard just chuckled at you, As he asked you again to join the family.

The whole crew just quiet down, When there dad asked you.

Y/n just thought that even in her first time to interact with them. they welcomed her like she was also part of the family. She just smile at Whitebeard and nod her head as a yes.

The whole family were delighted, As they announced "This call for a welcome feast for our new family member!" They all said in unison.

Whitebeard just laugh as he tell y/n to sit with him.

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Part Three

Part one

#marco x reader #marco the pineapple #marco the phoenix #Whitebeard pirates #Whitebeard #Izo #One piece #One piece x Reader

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onepdumpsterfire · 4 years

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As long as you don’t question why, what was is? 1,600? people are living together or at least like 8 of them, this’ll make sense.

Thatch and Reader are indeed together in this fyi

Thatch X Reader

“What are you doing?” asked Edward Newgate or ‘pops’, as all of his kids called him. “Taping pigeon heads to all of Thatch’s faces,” I replied as I continued to deface their family photo wall, “I wanna see how long it takes for him to notice.” Stopping my movements, I turn to face him, “It’s fine, right? It’s only for a little while.” Pops laughs, amused by our shenanigans. “It’s fine, my child.” Pops walked past me to his study.

Thatch and I have been pranking each other ever since I put Viagra in his drink while we were playing poker with some of his brothers then left him to deal with the embarrassment by himself. At the time, when Ace and I found it while looking through Marco’s things we’d thought it would make a funny prank.

Let me explain. Marco, one of Thatch’s brothers, is a doctor; or at least that was his reason for why he had the Viagra in the first place. That excuse was absolute bull and all three of us knew it. Anyway, Ace, another brother of the many Thatch has, and I were being little shits as per-usual. We were going through Marco’s things, waiting for him to give in and let us borrow his car like he always does, after we annoy him for a little while. We told him we just wanted to take it for a spin, but we really wanted to race each other and learn how to do wheelies. He knew it would be something stupid like this; that’s why he was trying not to relent this time.

Honestly, I’d found it really funny at the time, so I laughed about it once I found the little bottle of pills.

“What’cha find?” Ace walked over from where he was looking, so he could get a better look at what was in my hand.

“Pffft. I didn’t know you needed help getting it up, bro.” Ace chortled out, making Marco, who was on his bed trying to ignore us with his computer, shoot up and at us.

“I-I have these because … because I’m a doctor,” Marco stammered out with deflating confidence, “I have pills laying around everywhere.”

“Well, that’s concerning,” I send him a shit-eating grin.

“Here,” he defeatedly tossed Ace his keys.

We couldn't contain either of our laughter after Marco pushed us both out, telling us to just leave him alone then slammed the door on us.

“Did you see how red his face was?” Ace asked between giggles. “It’s ‘cus I’m a doctor,” I mockingly parroted before falling back into a fit of laughter, “yea right.” Suddenly our hysterics were interrupted by a loud banging from the other side of Marco’s door. Hurriedly, we got up and ran downstairs before he decided to take back his keys.

Downstairs Ace turned to me to gloat about what he’d stolen. “Look what I got,” he thrusted the bottle of pills in my face, devil horns practically growing on his head with the devious scheme he must have gotten. As fun as it is to go along with his antics, he left himself wide open. How could I not poke fun at him? I’d be a terrible best friend if I didn't take advantage of this wondrous opportunity.

“You took the Viagra? Didn’t think you were that old,” I chortled at him with a shit-eating grin on my face. Closing the distance between us, I lowered my voice, “you need a cane too?”

Ace glared at me as he shoved his hand on my face and pushed me away, “No! Not because of that!”

“Yeah, okay. Whatever you say, gramps.” I continued to mock his growing agitation, “really seem defensive about it though.”

“Shut up,” he huffed, “ I just thought it would be a funny prank.”

“Getting someone hard is...funny to you?” I clasped both of my hands in front of my mouth before pointing them at him, a pity-filled look on my face. “Do you need some help? ‘Cus I think we can find a good thera-”

“You’re not funny, shut up.” Ace rushed to grab one of the couch cushions before throwing it at me. “I’m serious, Ace! I’m here if you n-” He threw another pillow at my face. “Oi! I'm trying to be a good friend!” Giggling, I picked up both pillows and hurled them back at him.

Our little pillow fight was short-lived; we had to stop when Vista came in and yelled at us to clean up the mess we’d just made. Though our fun may have been killed, the wheels were turning in Ace’s head. He whispered to me that he had a plan and to just go along with what he did; then LEFT ME TO CLEAN THE WHOLE MESS BY MYSELF. It wasn’t much but there was no need to tell me to go along with anything if he was just gonna leave me. Betrayal? Payback? Backstabbing? Who knows but by the time he came back there was a change of plans.

Ace wanted to do a bit of gambling. And what's best for that? Poker. He invited some of the others in the house to come play with us, making sure to invite two of the biggest gamblers here. Jozu and the man of the hour, Thatch. Those two were crucial to our plan happening because not only were they two hard-headed to let the other win, they also had this weird gambling rivalry going on. Before the game, I’ll slip some of the pills into Thatch’s drink and then fold. Leaving him to choose between admitting defeat to Jozu or to keep being stubborn to the bitter end.

To make sure our plan went perfectly I was sent to gather the drinks and snacks for the game while Ace was standing guard with the others; waiting for my return, stopping them from going into the kitchen until the deed was done. Can’t say it didn’t irritate me a little. Here I am walking with a shit-ton of chips and dip, making a second trip for the seven drinks, but I digress.

It didn’t take long for me to get everything together and slip the aphrodisiac into Thatch’s drink; now everything is in place. All that’s left is to take my seat and wait for the fated time.

About halfway through the game, I felt Thatch slip his hand between my legs. Resting it just below my sex; roughly gripping my thigh as he uncomfortably shifted in his seat. A sign from him that he wanted to move somewhere to be together for a while, but before he could get the chance to pull us away from the game I so casually remembered that Marco had lent us his car keys and folded.

“You guys are just too good at this,” I fake pouted, throwing my hand in. Two games in and never even came close to beating the gambling addicts of the table.

“Hey, Ace. Didn’t Marco give you his car keys earlier? Let’s take it for a spin before he regrets it.” I pulled away from Thatch’s grip to go stand by Ace.

“Didn’t take you for a sore loser, Y/N” Vista commented, “Weren’t you guys the ones who wanted to play poker in the first place?” Jozu remarked giving us both a side glance. “Yepp,” Ace chimed in, popping the ‘p’ for added effect. “But before he regrets it we gotta go now. He rarely lets us borrow his car,” shrugging he got up to leave.

“He lets you borrow it all the time,” Jozu accused him, smelling something fishy about the whole situation. He can be too intuitive for his own good, but considering what we’re doing, I doubt he’d be able to figure out what’s happening. I hope….

Ignoring the accusation all together Ace, an excited Haruta who was yelling about joining us, and I followed him out.

“Give it up. Marco let him borrow it until he scratched it last month; I’m surprised he even let them borrow it this time.” Rakuyo said after we’d left, doubling the amount he’d put in, full confidence on his hand. “Really? That was such a nice car too. Wonder how he convinced Marco to let him borrow it again.” Vista chimed in, engrossed more in his cards than the conversation.

“They’re definitely up to something though,” Jozu gave the quiet Thatch a side glance, taking his silence as a bad hand. “Oh, yeah. Definitely. Those two together are always up to something.” The statement was shared by all of them. They knew too well than to give us the benefit of the doubt.

Thatch finally decided to speak up as well. “Actually, I think I still have some paperwork to do so I should probably…” he pushed his chair back, hoping that when he got up he'd be able to hide his erection from the group. “Chickening out, are you thatch?” Teased Jozu, “couldn't even finish the game like a man, but I understand if your beginner's luck has run out. But stick around and I’ll show you a good hand.”

Eye twitching and unable to drop the gambling rivalry the two had going, Thatch scooted his chair back in with uncomfortable determination and the stubbornness that outmatched his girlfriend’s, “beginner? I’ve played this for longer than you have. If you could stop running your mouth maybe you’d have a better chance to beat me, but until then I won’t let you have such an easy win.”

Normally their games last a bit longer but after an hour or so I got a call on my phone. Guess he couldn’t keep it up for much longer.

“It's Thatch,” I made a motion for Haruta to lower the music. “What's he want? Did he lose Jozu and came to cry to you about it?”

“I’d know if you’d give me a second to answer,” I put the phone up to my ear and a finger to my lips so that he’d shut it for a second.

On the other side of the line, I was greeted with Thatch’s needy lust-filled voice. “Hey, babydoll. You should hurry back here,” He breathed heavily on the receiver before grunting. “I want you on your hands and knees, begging to suck on my co-”

“I'm gonna stop you right there, you're on speaker” I interrupted him, my face beet red, one more word from him and I’d spontaneously combust. Thatch sputtered on the other end “O-oi take me off speaker.” I laughed at his expense. He wasn't really on speaker, but he didn't need to know that.

On my end, Haruta was looking at Ace for answers, but he was too busy laughing his ass off, already knowing what kind of call I'd gotten. “Hey tell me what’s happening! Don’t just laugh!” Haruta whined at Ace, but all he could do was say bits and pieces of the story amidst his laughter. Leaving him Haruta put together what he’d heard. Once he finally understood he made a disgusted face. “Gross! Thank god you actually didn’t have it on speaker,” the all too innocent Haruta said, trying not to think what his brother could have possibly said to me.

Thatch later found out what I had done because blabber-mouth Haruta went home to tell loose-lipped Rakuyo about what had happened. Rakuyo, having thought it was funny, told everyone else, much to Thatch’s dismay. And thus the pranks started.

At first, Ace was in on it too; up until he fell off a tree trying to drop spilled milk balloons on me and fractured his wrist. Pranks were banned for a while but soon continued when Thatch connected party poppers to the door so when I opened it they would go off in my face. In retaliation, I put a lot of food dye in his coke bottle so his mouth would turn black. He changed the password to my phone with a clue as the lock screen background. The answer was the beginning lyrics to the song ‘baby shark’.

Once I'd managed to get in I found that he'd downloaded a ‘shark theme’ into my phone. Then later I found out he also put the shark theme as my ringtone. I got him back for that, then he did the same. we kept going back and forth in a never-ending cycle up until we got to this point.

Finishing up putting pigeon heads on Thatch’s pictures, except for one that was a chicken head, I taped a drawing that I’d made to the back of the chicken headed Thatch picture. I’m sure he thought he’d won when the pranks ‘stopped’ though he’d soon find out why.

About two weeks it took him to notice. I’d come over to help Izo with some things when out of nowhere we hear ‘what the hell? Y/N!’

Giggling I waited with Izo to see what he’d do, and he didn’t disappoint. He hadn’t known that I’d come over so he gave me a call. “Hey there, love of my life. How are-”

“Y/n did you put-”

“It's rude to interrupt someone, babe. But yes, yes I did.” I pause for dramatic effect, “almost two weeks it took you to notice.” I hung up on him, opting to yell the last part up the stairs so that he could hear it from where he was, “you should check behind the chicken!”

Thatch's P.O.V.

After they’d hung up I didn’t expect to hear their voice yell at me to look for a chicken, so I may have jumped up a bit. Regaining my composure I yelled back “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Stop yelling,” Jozu came out of Pop’s study with him in tow.

“Maybe check the pigeons you failed to notice for half a month?” Pop’s gave his input as he walked away from both of us. “Did everyone notice them except for me?” I asked rhetorically, irritated at my lack of observance.

“Yes, we did,” Jozu pointed at a picture that was on the far right of the wall. That must be the infamous chicken headed Thatch. I lifted it off the wall, feeling a piece of paper crinkle behind the frame. Turning it around I was met with a drawing Y/n made. “You’re such a dork,” a goofy smile plastered on my face.

“What is it?” Jozu moved next to me to have a closer look. “Ah! So you are a chicken!”

#one piece #thatch #one piece thatch #one piece ace #fire fist ace #Portgas D. Ace #edward newgate #one piece edward newgate #one piece vista #one piece haruta #one piece izo #one piece jozu #one piece rakuyo #Thatch and reader sitting on a tree #K.I.S.S.I.N.G #and the rest of the song or whatever lmao

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